Rabbit. Bunny Rabbit

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"There are times the line between reality, dreams, and insanity becomes so thin it disappears entirely," the Rabbit Princess whispered to her sleeping friend. "It's not my fault. Time itself just gets wonky when I'm around."

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The road grew harder to see the longer Lisa drove. The moonless, starless sky, the falling snow streaming toward her in her headlights, the late hour, the tears in her eyes, all contributed to the difficulty she had seeing ahead of her.

She intended her arrival tonight at the ski resort instead of tomorrow morning to be a surprise for her boyfriend of three years, David. He had made the plans weeks ago. They would spend Saturday skiing, having a romantic dinner at a fancy restaurant nearby, and spending the night in a gorgeous hotel overlooking the slopes.

She had expected, or hoped at least, to return home Sunday with a big diamond on her finger.

David went up Friday afternoon because he had been working nearby that week, but Lisa would be coming Saturday late morning.

He seemed to be less surprised than she had been, but that may have been faked on his part because of the woman hugged up on him from behind wearing only one of his dress shirts that wasn't even buttoned when they opened the door to greet her.

Apparently they were expecting room service.

Now Lisa just wanted to get home as quickly as possible and forget everything about the last three years and the plans she'd made for the rest of her life.

David hadn't even made the effort to explain, or chase her down to beg her to forgive him, but simply let her run away crying.

She even waited, crying in her car in the parking lot for ten minutes before she drove away.

She thought she had been cautious on the ice and snow covered mountain road, but maybe she hadn't paid as much attention on the long, downhill grade. She knew she had picked up speed, but still managed to successfully navigate the gentle curve with her foot off both the accelerator and brakes just as the road leveled out at the bottom of the grade, but the dark semi truck and trailer part-way through the curve surprised her and she jerked the wheel hard to the left.

She didn't need to do that. The truck had safely pulled onto the shoulder before being abandoned.

She shouldn't have done that.

Time slowed and Lisa felt the rear end of her sedan slowly swing behind her. She spun the wheel to the right, into the slide, but the tires failed to find traction.

Her head swiveled to her right to look out the rear window, her new direction of travel, and watched the guardrail glow red, reflecting her taillights.

She felt the car jerk and heard the screech of metal on metal when the car's rear quarter panel glanced off the guard rail and began to spin the opposite direction around her.

Her head quickly turned to look forward again, and the guard rail opposite the one she had most recently struck glowed white in her headlights and quickly loomed larger until it engulfed her entire field of vision.

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Lisa felt like the dream she didn't remember hadn't ended, but she knew dreams never involved pain. She felt sharp pain in her right leg and the left side of her head. She reclined, but knew it wasn't a bed beneath her.

She had no idea where she was or how she got there. The dark silence and acrid odor around her offered no hints.

She tried to raise her left hand to her aching head, but something held it down so she used her right. She felt something wet, and it looked like blood on her fingers.

"Whoa, that was a fucking rush," a woman's voice spoke beside her, so she turned her head and looked to her right.

The woman sitting up next to her, a stranger, looked weird to Lisa.

The dim light, coming from somewhere near Lisa's feet, gave everything she could see strange shadows, so that might have contributed to the strangeness of her appearance.

Her long, thick, blue-gray hair ran down her back, apparently in some kind of ponytail, and whatever she wore matched her hair in color and texture.

Her deep blue eyes seemed too large and far apart, and her nose and mouth seemed all wrong.

She had a certain, almost other-worldly attractiveness, something not quite, but almost human, but she still struck Lisa as a beautiful woman.

She leaned down and embraced Lisa, cheek to cheek.

"Don't be afraid. You're gonna be okay. I promise. You don't know it, but I'm here."

Lisa didn't even realize how cold she felt until the stranger hugged her, and she felt warmth surround her as her mind drifted back to blackness.

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Lisa startled awake without preamble. She tried to sit up, but the people swarming around her didn't allow it.

"CT... neurology... OR... bleeding... vitals... x-ray..."

The words spoken by the crowd surrounding her supine body jumbled and mixed together to form a pile of word salad in her head.

Lisa understood where she was, but didn't know why or how she got there.

She couldn't take her eyes off the stranger at her feet, keeping pace with her gurney, walking backwards, but never pulling away and never letting her eyes waiver from Lisa's.

Both her long ponytails stood straight up from each side of her head now, and a bright white patch filled the center of each and came to a point at the top and bottom.

Lisa wondered how, and why, she did that with her hair.

She looked like she'd been crying, but forced a smile at Lisa when their eyes met.

Her nose twitched oddly before she spoke.

"I told you you'd be okay. You can see me again. Everything is fine now."

Lisa wondered, if everything is fine now, why her entire body hurt so badly and she was in a hospital.

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"There you are, sleepyhead," a kind, female voice pierced the fog pillowing Lisa's mind.

She blinked a few times, and her vision cleared some, almost enough to barely determine the blob in front of her was a woman.

"Ugh," she groaned. "What happened?"

Her voice sounded like it came from somebody else that wasn't even in the room.

"You had a little boo boo in your car."

"Boo boo?"

"You lost control, hit a couple guard rails, flipped over the second one and rolled over a few times down a hill. You're mostly okay. Not so much your car, they say. They had to use the jaws of life.

"They say you're lucky you weren't going very fast, and you weren't at a cliff that drops straight down to the river from the highway."

Movement in the corner of the room caught Lisa's attention, so she looked there, just with her eyes. Her head seemed unwilling to move much at the moment.

"If I'm okay, why am I in the hospital?"

Her eyes were glued to the stranger, the woman she assumed she dreamed about, curled up asleep in the chair in the corner.

"You have a concussion and a pretty nasty cut on your head. You got some stitches in your head and you needed surgery on your leg. The head wound is in your hair, so the scar won't show once your hair grows back, but your leg... I'm sorry. That scar's gonna show."

"How long will I be here?"

The stranger in the chair stirred, then sat up, stretched her arms over her head, arched her back, and yawned loudly.

Lisa immediately thought her yawn wasn't very lady-like.

"You'll probably go home tomorrow sometime."

The stranger locked eyes with Lisa and smiled as her ponytails... ears rose and pointed at the ceiling.

She stood up and stretched again, rising to her tiptoes.

This made her at least a foot taller, so Lisa looked at her feet. She had no shoes, but what Lisa had interpreted in her dream as clothes was actually fur, and covered her feet, but stopped where her human-looking toes started. Her feet had to be about two feet long and looked mostly human except for their length and the fur covering them.

"Hey," the stranger whispered, then turned and walked to the foot of Lisa's bed and put one very human looking hand on top of the other on the end of the bed. Her fur ended at her wrists.

Her fingernails may have been painted to match her fur.

"How do you feel?"

The stranger was covered in fur, from the tips of her very long pointed ears to where her toes started, with the exception of her hands and face, but her nose and mouth were centered in a patch of white fur that matched the middle of her ears, and her nose looked... rabbit-ish, to match her ears and feet.

Her body looked very human though. Very human, and very female. Her breasts were unusually large, and surprisingly firm for their size. They barely hung, just the perfect amount to look perfect and natural while seemingly defying gravity. Her waist was cartoonishly narrow, and her wide hips looked and moved like they were built to dance. Or seduce. Or both at the same time.

Her blue-grey fur parted below her chin and left a swatch of pale, bare skin that narrowed as it dipped between her large breasts and came to a point as it approached the middle of her belly.

Apparently, the fur was real, and attached to her. Lisa could see very prominent, pink nipples perched on each breast, slightly upturned, even through the thick fur.

Lisa glanced at the nurse still hovering around her, but she didn't seem bothered with the stranger's presence, or appearance.

"She can't see me or hear me. She can't hear you when you talk to me or even tell that you're talking to anyone."

"Who are you?" Lisa whispered.

"She can't hear you," the stranger whispered back. "Yell my name and see if she jumps."

Lisa drew in a deep breath to yell, then stopped.

"I don't know your name."

"Shee-it! I thought since you can see me that means you remember me."

"I don't. I've never seen a six-foot rabbit before in my life."

"Five-eight."

"Well, your ears make you look over seven feet tall, but I've never seen a five foot eight inch rabbit. Who are you?"

"Rabbit. Bunny Rabbit," the stranger announced, in a perfect British accent instead of her normal accent, which wasn't an accent other than what people in this part of the world had.

"They're gorgeous though, don't you think?" she asked as she ran her hands over her ears, pulling them down across her shoulders just for them to spring upright again.

Lisa giggled, then laughed.

"Your name is Bunny Rabbit ? What idiot gave you that name?"

"You did, of course."

"I would never name anything 'Bunny Rabbit', especially not a bunny rabbit."

"When we were six you would, and you did !"

"I don't remember naming anything 'Bunny Rabbit' when I was six."

"Do you remember the pudgy, little, ten year-old girl with glasses..."

"I was not pudgy! That was baby fat, and when I grew five inches without gaining any weight when I was fifteen, all that baby fat disappeared!"

She wanted to add that it went to her boobs and hips, but she felt like hers were insignificant beside the other boobs and hips in the conversation.

Lisa felt herself growing angry at this stranger who seemed to know too much about her already.

"I wasn't talking about you. I was talking about me, and look how we turned out after my growth spurt at fifteen."

Bunny gestured along both sides of her with her hands and struck a pin-up pose.

"Anyway, ten year-old Bunny, pudgy and glasses, standing across the street from the school yard while you played Four Square with your new little classmates at your new school that were already your best friends. You saw me, and waved. I waved back, then a bus passed between us. I was still there when it got past, but you couldn't see me anymore because you didn't need me anymore. You acted like you didn't even remember why you were waving. I cried all the way home and for months afterwards. If I weren't an adult now, I'd still be crying over it."

"BR?" Lisa whispered.

"I prefer Bunny now. We're grownups."

Lisa looked Bunny up and down.

"Yeah, I'm twenty-seven years old, five-eight, thirty-four, twenty-three, thirty-six, and a hundred fifty-five pounds of pure, unadulterated sexy. These girls are a good solid c-cup, almost d," she stated proudly, then cupped and lifted her breasts with both hands.

To Lisa, Bunny's measurements seemed understated. Lisa knew she didn't look like that, but those were Lisa's measurements. And age and height and weight. Lisa had c-cup, a shade under d-cup, tits, too, but hers seemed considerably smaller than Bunny's.

"What are you, Bunny?"

"I'm your..."

"Imaginary friend?" Lisa interrupted her reply.

"You do remember me! But Parasocial Emotional Support Companion is what we prefer these days. PESC for short. Diversity, equity and inclusion, ya know?"

Lisa, for some reason, didn't want to tell the woman she still didn't remember her, not really. She remembered somebody she called 'BR', but she just couldn't place exactly who.

"Bunny Rabbit! " Lisa screamed at the top of her voice, being careful to look only and directly at Bunny. She felt like her seeing a bunny rabbit in her hospital room could be explained by her head injury if the nurse heard her.

Bunny jumped and her ears laid flat against her back, but the nurse didn't even flinch or look around.

"Jesus Mother Fucking Christ!" Bunny growled, clutching her hands to her chest between her excessively generous breasts. "Are you trying to give me a fucking heart attack?"

"You've got a potty mouth for a Para... whatsit Companion, and you told me to yell your name."

"Parasocial Emotional Support Companion, and I meant back when I told you to. You've got to know by now you're the only one that can hear or see me, and nobody else can hear you when you talk to me. That keeps you out of the loony bin."

"You're not real," Lisa whispered.

"Which part of 'parasocial' confuses you? I'm as real as you are to me and you, and fuck the rest of the world."

"You didn't get that mouth from me."

"No," Bunny giggled and blushed. "Harvey is a bad influence... Oh! Harvey... I'm married now, and my husband Harvey cusses like a dock worker... Harvey... maybe you know him? He's something of a celebrity. They made a movie about him years ago."

"Is he six feet tall too?"

"You've heard of him..."

"Actually, no, I haven't. That was sarcasm."

"They call him 'Harvey the Six Foot Rabbit'."

"Never heard of him."

"Oh, you'd like him. He's a dream and soooo, well, um. I've had ten litters in the ten years we've been married, but people still watch his movie and it's a play too... mostly small college drama departments put it on, so that keeps him away from home a lot. We could have had way more than that. You know what they say about us rabbits."

"What do they say?"

"Fuck like bunnies? Wham bam thank you ma'am. Thirty-one days later I pop out eight or ten baby bunnies, and a couple months later they're out the door and it's back to more wham bam if and when Harvey is around."

"You're married with kids?" Lisa moaned.

"Oh, sweet cheeks, I know, but David is an asshole bastard. He doesn't deserve you. He definitely doesn't deserve to make even a single one of your babies."

Lisa couldn't hold back her tears or sobs at the reminder of why she was in the hospital. David had completely slipped her mind until Bunny mentioned being married.

Bunny walked around to the side of Lisa's bed and sat down then held her hand while Lisa cried herself to sleep.

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Lisa snorted, then gasped for air before her eyes would open.

She lay on her side, and her face was buried between two excessively large breasts. Bunny lay beside her, facing her, with one arm around her shoulder and the other hand cradling the back of her head, holding her face firmly between her large, furry bosoms.

Lisa pushed her away and tried, but failed to sit up. She had no doubt the breasts her face had been wedged between were probably twice the size of her own.

"What are you doing?" Lisa growled.

"Does 'Emotional Support Companion' not mean anything to you? Mom and Dad are here."

Lisa rolled to her back and immediately saw her mom and dad sitting in chairs against the far wall, whispering with each other.

"Hey," she groaned, half expecting them to not hear her because so little of what she said lately was heard by anyone but Bunny.

"Oh, honey... how are you feeling?" her mom asked as she stood and came to Lisa's bed.

"Get out of my bed," Lisa hissed, and hoped it was enough at Bunny that her parents didn't hear.

"You're a hell of a grouch when you first wake up in the morning."

Bunny rolled out of bed, dodging Lisa's mom, then stood way too close to her and examined her face.

"God damn, Mom's old. When did that happen?"

Lisa ignored her.

"Kind of like I think somebody who flipped their car over a guard railing and rolled it over a few times down an embankment should feel."

"Oh honey, I'm so sorry. You loved that car. Was David with you?"

"David and I broke up last night."

Lisa didn't remember anything between putting her car in drive to leave the hotel and waking up in the emergency room, but she did remember, would forever remember, David and his bimbo greeting her in the hotel.

The silence in the room could be cut with a knife.

Lisa did love her car, but it was just a car. She knew she wouldn't be spending her life with it when she bought it.

"You can always get a new one," her dad announced as he approached Lisa's bed and stood next to her mom.

Bunny snorted.

"Shut it, Rabbit."

"Calling me by my last name isn't called for. Be nice to me."

"I meant it as a generic rabbit."

"Even ruder."

Lisa's mom laughed, then looked at her dad.

"A new love of her life or car?"

"Either. Both. Whatever my little angel wants or needs."

"Dad's still the condescending asshole," Bunny giggled, "and old as fuck. When did they get so old?"

"Some sympathy would be nice," Mom scolded Dad.

"It's just a car, dear."

"I was talking about David."

"Kids! Stop your bickering this instant! I'll turn this fucking car right around!" Bunny shouted and Lisa laughed right out loud.

Her parents turned in unison and looked at Lisa.

"I thought you said people couldn't hear..."

"I said talking. Laughing is a whole different set of rules."

"Seriously? So you can make me laugh and look like a crazy person?"

Bunny shrugged.

"What's so funny, honey?"

"Dad puts my car and David on equal footing in my heart, and you act like he's the biggest loss I'll ever have in my life."

"He's your 'dodged a bullet' man," Bunny giggled.

Lisa couldn't stop herself from giggling, and realized she definitely dodged a bullet.

"That's funny to you, honey?"

"Well, umm, I dodged a bullet. I'd rather get it out of the way now than five years from now after we're married and have... a... a... litter of kids."

She didn't want to say 'litter'. In fact, she tried to make her mouth not say it.

She wanted to say 'couple'.

Bunny snorted.

"You said 'litter'."

Lisa giggled, then laughed.

"I'm glad you find it funny, Lisa. I'm heartbroken over it for you though."

"Mom, I promise, I'm fine. I'm over it... already."

Those words, coming out of her own mouth, felt completely true, yet surprised her.

Lisa somehow felt fine about David, glad even that it was over in spite of very recently crying herself to sleep over it.

She felt like she should expound further on it, to appease her mom and give her dad a feeling of accomplishment. He had never liked David much, or trusted him.

A deep, male voice from the doorway took her mind off that though.

"Is this the damsel in distress's room?"

Everybody, even Bunny, turned to look at the doorway.

A person stood just outside the door, holding a huge bouquet of beautiful wildflowers in a vase, Lisa's favorite, and the flowers blocked the view of their chest and head. Lisa had no idea who the man was.

The flowers slowly lowered until their face, including a brilliant smile aimed directly at Lisa, came into view.

"Troy!" Lisa giggled, a very coquettish giggle, in Bunny's opinion, and Bunny considered herself an expert on all aspects of being a coquette.

Lisa hadn't actually seen Troy for a couple of years. Her hot and heavy relationship with David, her fast-paced career as a graphic artist at the largest advertising firm in the state, and moving an hour away from home - she hadn't managed to make the time.

She loved the time she got to spend with him on the phone, when she could, but he just hadn't been high on her list of priorities.

The last time she saw him, he had been an awkward, shy, skinny, sixteen year-old.

Lisa immediately noticed how kind those two years had been to her baby brother.

He was taller, a few inches over six feet now, his awkwardness was nowhere to be seen, and he looked like a grown up, confident man. This hot, confident, sexy man carried the flowers he brought just for her to the table next to her bed, then leaned down and gave her a kiss, right on her lips, then hugged her gently.

Bunny moved right up against Troy and looked at Lisa with her big, blue eyes stretched wide.

Those blue eyes were the same blue as her brother's eyes. The two of them, standing so close, looked like they could be related, except for Bunny's rabbit parts. Lisa knew now that Bunny's eyes matched hers too.

"Who the fuck is this hunk kissing on you?"

"My brother."

"Holy shit, Lisa. He's fucking gorgeous."

"I hadn't noticed."

Lisa knew that was a lie. Her lips definitely noticed.

"Liar," Bunny giggled while she more or less molested his chest through his shirt and inside his coat.

"He feels even better than he looks, if you can believe that."

"Leave him alone, Bunny! He's only eighteen, and my little brother."

"He can't feel me groping him. Chill. Let me have my fun."

Bunny's hand moved down, out of his coat, and squeezed a handful of his crotch.

"Are you okay, Leese?" Troy smiled down at Lisa like nobody had their hand wrapped around his genitals.

"Nothing little about him that I can find," Bunny giggled.

"I am, Troy. Thanks for coming to see me, and thanks for the beautiful flowers. Wild flowers are my favorite."

"I know. That's why I got them. So you banged up your car? That's too bad. You looked so good in it, in the pictures I saw anyway."

"He's fucking flirting with you!" Bunny squealed, using both hands on his crotch.

"He's not!"

"He's flirting with fucking you then!"

"Bunny! Shut up! He's my brother."

"So what he's your brother? He's hot, and he's flirting with you. Who needs little dick David when you have a man that looks like that flirting with you."

"He's my brother, and brothers and sisters don't flirt, or anything like that."

"Really? I have..."

Bunny's eyes rolled to the ceiling and her head rolled slowly side to side like she was thinking hard.

"around a hundred kids, give or take, and about six times that grand kids, and double that great grandkids, etcetera, etcetera... and I know some of them hooked up and had litters together with each other, across generations or litters, or not. Some from the same litters had litters. What's the deal?"

"People don't do that, not with their brothers or sisters," Lisa argued.

Bunny released Troy's crotch and cupped her hand around Lisa's ear.

"I'm not enough different from you to be any different, not really," Bunny whispered directly into Lisa's ear.

"How long do you need to stay in here?"

Lisa had no idea what Bunny meant, but chose to ignore her and reply to her brother instead.

"They said I can probably go home tomorrow sometime."

"Nice. But you're going to need to recuperate. You know, stay off that leg for a couple weeks. That's what they told Mom anyway."

"They haven't told me that."

"That's what they told us while you were sleeping. You can come home. Your room's still there, all ready for you. Just for a few weeks until you're ready to go back to work."

Mom looked happy and hopeful as she looked from Lisa, to Troy, then Dad.

"We'd love to take care of you for however long we need to," Dad added with a nod.

"I'm not about to complain about having my beautiful big sister around to pamper and spoil," Troy added with a grin.

Lisa felt her cheeks warm and hoped nobody noticed.

"Yeah, pamper you with that big dick. He's soooo flirting, and doing it so well. That kid's gonna break a heart or two thousand, probably starting with mine," Bunny giggled.

On at least that last point, Lisa saw no argument against Bunny's appraisal of her brother.

"We didn't know you needed clothes until we got here," Mom explained a predicament Lisa hadn't known.

"They had to, um, extricate you from your pants. When did you start wearing skintight, leather pants?"

Lisa felt the blush rise even more on her cheeks at Dad's questioning her wardrobe choices.

"They said those pants probably kept her from bleeding to death. Don't complain," Mom defended those choices, even though Lisa knew for a fact that had nothing to do with her reason for wearing them.

She would miss those pants. They were so comfortable, and she certainly didn't mind the attention her butt got in them. They left very little to the imagination, especially since she couldn't, or wouldn't, wear anything under them.

"I wish I'd seen you in those pants," Troy mumbled, probably to himself, but Lisa heard him.

"Ohhhhh, Troy wants to see you in those pants. Your butt did look delicious in them, and you didn't have any lines of any kind, except for where they squeezed into your butt crack. I'm a little surprised we couldn't see the outline of your butthole."

Lisa wished she'd at least talk quieter, even if nobody else could hear her.

"We should probably go, dear," Dad told Mom. "We need to go by Lisa's place and get clothes for her, then back home, then drive back here in the morning. That's four or five hours of driving just tonight."

"I can go someplace around here and get her some clothes to wear home tomorrow," Troy volunteered.

Bunny reached under Lisa's blanket and gown and ran her palm across the thin landingstrip of blonde pubic hair above her pussy.

"Hey! That's inappropriate!"

"Tell him you need panties. Do you need panties? Seems a shame to cover all that sexy with extra clothes. You could just tell him he can get you some if he wants to. He probably wants to. I bet he buys something skimpy and silk. Red probably, or pink. Maybe black and lacy. Definitely see-through or crotchless. He'll want you to model them for him, which would only be fair since he bought them."

Lisa ignored Bunny.

"That's okay, Troy. I need a whole outfit, and my little brother doesn't need to be buying me all that."

She knew they didn't need to cut her out of a bra or panties because she hadn't worn either of those to meet her ex for a romantic weekend.

"I don't mind, really, Leese."

"I should stay with my daughter," Mom suggested.

"I can stay, Mom."

"Troy wants to spend the night with you. It's my job to cuddle with you in bed, but fuck, if I can watch, he can sleep with you. I wouldn't complain if he sleeps with us , especially if he does all the cuddling."

"I'm not on death's door. Nobody needs to stay the night with me. In fact, I just need clothes and a ride tomorrow. Who wants to do that ?"

"Me, I do," Troy volunteered and raised his hand.

"In the morning, I can go to your condo and get clothes for you to wear while you're home with us and they'll be waiting for you when you get there," Mom suggested.

Everybody said their goodbyes and kissed Lisa. Troy was the only one who kissed her lips.

Bunny put her arm around Troy's waist and walked out into the hallway with him, swaying her shapely, substantial, perfect butt against him the entire way, then rose a little on her toes and poked her lips out at him like she expected a kiss.

Of course, she didn't get her kiss, but she did smack his butt before he got too far away.

Until that moment, Bunny's attention had been focused on Lisa, so of course Lisa hadn't seen her from behind, but the fact that Bunny's tail was an actual, anatomically correct, rabbit tail surprised her.

She thought it would be like on stuffed animals - a round ball of fluff. Bunny's tail was about a foot long to scale with her body size compared to normal rabbits, and stood straight up, pointed at the sky, showing only the white underside while Bunny gazed longingly down the hallway.

It twitched, then relaxed and settled into Bunny's also anatomically correct, for a human except being furry, butt crack and the white disappeared to reveal a tail that matched the majority of her fur.

"Oh my God, why didn't you tell me you had a brother? Or that he's scorching hot."

"I didn't think about the fact he was a baby last time you... um, I could see you."

"That little bundle of pooping, screaming, future human turned into him? Wow, yeah I completely forgot about that."

"Bunny, your tail..."

"Oops, sorry Lisa."

"What? Sorry what?"

"My tail has a mind of its own."

"I thought rabbits' tails stood up when they're scared..."

"Or horny, aroused, needing to be out of the way for, well, a man-rabbit, or a human penis. I think those might work as well for me as a rabbit penis, especially here. Probably better with one like that, but I'd sure as fuck love to find out."

"I need to rest. Between Mom and Dad, and you molesting Troy... you people wore me out."

Bunny smiled, sashayed over to the bed and crawled up under the blanket with Lisa.

"I'll keep you safe since the rest of our family left us."

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Lisa struggled to wake up but couldn't even try to hide her groan. Her head throbbed and her leg felt like somebody twisted the knife jabbed into it.

She knew she was alone in the hospital bed.

"Uhhhhggg," she moaned, right out loud. "It was the pain meds. They made me see a six-foot rabbit. I need more meds."

"Shhhshhh," barely reached her ears, so she turned and looked in the corner.

Bunny had curled herself up there in the chair with Troy underneath her.

"When you don't talk to me, they can hear you. Don't wake him up yet. They don't need to know you see a six-foot rabbit."

"Bunny, get off my brother!"

Lisa didn't even try to be quiet. Either Troy couldn't hear her so he wouldn't wake up, or he'd wake up and do something about the rabbit in his lap molesting his crotch with a hand between her legs.

Bunny slid off Troy's lap, and let her fingertips dance along the long, thick bulge in the leg of his jeans.

Lisa couldn't take her eyes off that bulge until Bunny had finished bending down and kissing it through his jeans.

"I thought people couldn't, umm, feel you either."

"Oh, they can't. He got here an hour ago, and you, on your side, your butt somehow got out of both your hospital gown and your blanket. He covered it back up as soon as he was done admiring that sexy thing. He might or might not have touched it a little, or more.

"Just because they can't feel me doesn't keep me from feeling them. That was just me taking advantage of the left over erection from that little butt incident. Not little butt, little incident."

"He didn't..."

"Not sure. Maybe, maybe not. It's not like you didn't moan and wiggle it when he might or might not have caressed your gorgeous, bare ass. He got hard though, and he's still hard."

"I can see."

"It's nice, very nice, isn't it? Way bigger than little-dick David."

"How do you know anything about David... or his dick?"

"You didn't say I'm wrong."

"I'm not commenting on my brother's dick, Bunny. Or Davids. Neither are any of your business."

"Because you'd have to lie, or agree with me."

"How the fu... dge do you know anything about David's dick?"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. Say it. Nobody will hear it when you're talking to me. I know you want to."

"Just tell me, Bunny. How do you even know David exists?"

"Just because you couldn't see me doesn't mean I wasn't there, on occasion, when I had some free time."

"You watched us have sex?"

"You mean Mister I-rubbed-your-clit-twice-now-let-me-put-it-inside-you-so-I-can-cum David? Thirty Second David for short, and that includes the two rubs he gave your clit for foreplay."

"You watched us have sex. Of course."

Lisa didn't make it a question that time.

"I get horny too, just like you do."

"I see that," Lisa agreed with a nod at her brother.

"Yeah, he makes us super horny."

"He's my brother. He doesn't make me horny."

"Mmhmm, whatever."

"Good morning, beautiful," Troy interrupted from his chair.

"Beautiful, ha! I haven't showered since I caught my fiance with another woman, totaled my car, had surgery and got stitches. I doubt I have a drop off makeup on and I'm wearing a hospital gown."

"Lisa! He thinks you're still beautiful. Don't try to talk him out of it!"

"Oh, ummm, Leese... I'm just..."

Troy's face blushed hard and he looked away.

"Now you've hurt his feelings."

Lisa made it a habit to dissuade men from expressing that opinion of her. She didn't understand it except that usually the men tried to persuade her they were right, and she liked their efforts.

"Aww, Troy, I'm sorry. I'm just feeling ugly and unloved at the moment."

"As long as I live, you'll never be unloved, and you could never, ever be ugly, even if you try."

He wouldn't look at her.

"Troy, I'm sorry. Come here and let me give you a hug..."

Lisa looked at Bunny to see if she thought she was saying the right thing.

Bunny mouthed something, but the words came out of Lisa's mouth.

"... and kiss that gorgeous face."

Troy immediately stood and came to Lisa's bed with a huge grin on his face.

Lisa was too shocked with herself for saying that to change what was about to happen.

Troy leaned down and kissed his sister, right on her mouth, and kissed her longer than she expected before he hugged her as close as he could manage with her lying in a hospital bed.

Lisa scowled at Bunny. She wanted to complain, but Bunny mouthed something again.

"That was a really nice kiss, Troy. Thank you.

"You're a dead woman, err, rabbit."

"It was nice. I've really missed you," Troy told her with a huge grin on his face.

"You gotta catch me first, and with that leg, you're not catching anybody for a while unless they let you. Have you ever tried to run down a rabbit?"

"I missed you, too, Troy."

Lisa refused to look at or acknowledge Bunny.

"Mom gave me some clothes for you. When they say you can go, I can help you get dressed."

"Do you think it's a good idea for my grown up brother to help me get dressed when all I have on is a hospital gown and nothing else?"

"He wants to help. Let him."

Troy shrugged, as if to say "I tried."

"I can if you want... or need me to. I don't mind."

"Of course he doesn't mind. What gorgeous hunk of man wouldn't want to help gorgeous you get naked?"

"Shut up Bunny!"

"Just trying to help," Bunny giggled.

"I appreciate that, Troy, but I think I should get a nurse if I need help taking my gown off and getting into my clothes."

"Some nurses are male."

"If there are no female nurses..."

"Then you'll let me help you?"

Lisa blushed at what she was about to agree to, letting Troy help her get naked then get dressed.

"Then you can help me."

"It's probably better to let your brother see you in your birthday suit instead of some random guy, right? I can probably try to not look, you know, at your stuff..."

"Maybe," Lisa almost agreed, but she hoped Troy couldn't tell she was fighting a grin.

"Good morning," a woman nurse interrupted.

####

"Owww-aaaa, Troy, no! Stop, that hurts!"

They were at Troy's car in the parking lot, and he was trying to lift Lisa out of a wheelchair they made her ride in out of the hospital.

"Sorry, Leese."

"Just give me one of my crutches. You can't lift me by my leg. I just had surgery to put foreign objects inside me to hold my bone together."

"I think he has an object in mind he'd love to use to bone... um, put inside you."

Lisa had mostly been ignoring Bunny today and her less-than-subtle innuendos which were hardly innuendos or subtle.

"Give it a God damn rest, Rabbit."

"Was that a species slur again?"

"No. That was your last name."

"Those were swear words though."

"They fucking were!"

Lisa struggled to lift herself out of the chair with a crutch, and Troy eagerly helped her with his strong hands around her thin waist.

"I'm such a bad influence on Little Miss Never-Says-a-Swear-Word so her delicate sensibilities won't get bruised."

"You aren't an influence. You make me swear," Lisa grumbled.

"Same thing."

Troy helped his sister ease into the passenger seat then didn't hesitate before his hands wrapped around her bare ankles below the short, pleated skirt their mom picked for Lisa to wear home from the hospital and lifted her legs to guide them into the car.

Lisa's injured leg wouldn't even pretend to move how she wanted even when she tried her hardest to make it, so that one flopped away from the other one.

"Owwww," she groaned when she grabbed that knee and moved it back toward the other one. All she really wanted was to put her legs back together in the skirt that had risen dramatically up her thighs, but she knew she failed to prevent Troy from getting a good look up her skirt.

She silently thanked her mom for sending underwear, and the nurse that helped get her dressed for suggesting to do the extra work of getting them on because of her short skirt.

She almost wished her mom had sent something less sexy than a pink silk thong, but Lisa didn't own any underwear less sexy than that.

Troy had been concentrating on where his hands were putting her feet, but his eyes moved and focused between them when her legs spread.

"He says 'thank you' in spite of you teasing him hard," Bunny giggled.

"I'm not teasing him at all, let alone hard!"

Troy straightened up and smiled at Lisa.

"Are you comfortable? Do you need anything?"

"I meant you teased him until he got hard," Bunny explained, then ran her hand along the bulge in Troy's pants.

Of course, Lisa looked at Bunny's hand on her brother's crotch. Her hand did little to hide the bulge she fondled.

Lisa hoped she didn't grin, but felt like she did.

Troy put his hand on Bunny's, and looked across the top of the car.

"No, I'm good, Troy."

"I betcha a dollar he is too, but I sure as hell would love to find out exactly how fucking good he is, especially at fucking."

Troy nodded, then closed Lisa's door and walked around the car.

Lisa stared out the window at Bunny, and Bunny just looked back at her, slack-jawed and her mouth open a little, then she blinked hard a couple of times.

Troy got into the driver's seat, started the car and pulled away.

Lisa leaned forward in her seat, and looked at Bunny in the side mirror, then Bunny waved.

Lisa sat back in her seat when they pulled out of the parking lot and she couldn't see Bunny in the mirror anymore.

"Sorry, Leese, I, umm, I shouldn't have... what's wrong?"

Until he asked what was wrong, Lisa didn't even realize she was crying. The picture of Bunny waving as they pulled away was the only thing she could think about.

She remembered that day on the playground, seventeen years ago, the last time Bunny had waved at her.

Lisa really started crying hard then. She wasn't ready to not need Bunny again.

"So! What did I miss?" Bunny asked from the back seat. She sounded out of breath.

"Leese? Are you okay? Do I need to take you back to the hospital?"

Lisa wiped her eyes and sniffled then wiped her nose on her coat sleeve.

"I'm okay... these pain meds are great, but when they start to wear off..."

Lisa dug a bottle of pills out of her purse.

"You scared the crap out of me, bitch, that's what you missed," Lisa snarled without looking back at Bunny.

"Ohhhhh... I got a 'bitch' out of you even."

"Why'd you let us leave you back there?"

"I can't just get in a car like a human. Whenever I've tried I always end up sitting on my ass in a parking lot. I have to wait til it's moving before I can get in."

"What? Really? Why?"

"You're asking me? That's like me asking you why water is a liquid, but it's made up of two gasses. That's just the way it is for us."

Lisa had always wondered why water was like that.

"Us? You mean..."

"Yeah. It's a law of physics or something. Parasocials can never just get in a car. We have to jump in when it's moving."

"That's weird."

"Tell me about it. I tried to get my Union Rep to file a complaint, but he just told me to leave him alone. Since they invented animals pulling carts, it's been that way, so I just needed to deal with it."

"You have a Union Rep?"

"You don't?"

"No. Why would I need one?"

"To complain about things like not being able to get in a car unless it's moving. My Union Rep thinks I'm annoying."

"But I don't need to complain about that, and you are a little."

"Maybe if you did, I wouldn't need to complain about it, and I'm ignoring that."

"So either way, one of us is going to need to complain about not being able to get in a stopped car? I'd rather you needed to instead of me."

"Did Troy make you cry while I was trying to jump in the car?"

Lisa had no desire whatsoever to admit she had been crying, but especially not that it was because she thought Bunny was gone forever, again.

"Trying? You had to try to jump in the car?"

"It's been awhile, so I'm out of practice and I was never really very good at it. You used to know this. You'd think a rabbit would be good at jumping, any kind of jumping. Maybe I should try hopping. What did that brother of yours do to make you cry?"

"How many times did you need to try?"

""I will beat his butt if I need to, or his meat, whichever works better, maybe both. Probably both, especially if he likes it, and I know he's gonna love these amazing fingers wrapped around his meat."

"Seriously. I'm trying to picture what it looks like when you try but fail to jump in a car."

Lisa couldn't help it, but a picture of Bunny with her hands wrapped around and pumping furiously on her brother's cock formed in her head, complete with lots of shiny, slippery lube coating his cock and Bunny's hands.

"He should be nice to you. You have a broken leg."

"And heart, but back to trying..."

"Oh, like you have a broken heart over your half a minute, dodged a bullet man."

Lisa grinned, at least on the inside. She didn't want Troy to see her grinning for no apparent reason, and if the rules for laughing were different than for talking, she could see the rules for grinning being a whole different thing too.

"What were we talking about again?" Bunny asked.

"How many times you tried but failed to jump in the car."

"Let's just say you're gonna need to kiss my fucking ass alot for how many times it hit the pavement today."

Lisa tried, she tried really hard, not to laugh. Not for Bunny's sake, but for Troy's.

She knew Bunny would be butthurt if she laughed, but she was already butthurt from her struggle to get in the car. She knew she'd need to do some verbal tap dancing with Troy though if he heard her laughing at that moment.

She laughed in spite of her best effort.

"Those must be some good pills. You go from crying for no reason to laughing for no reason. Wanna share?"

"I hope my little brother isn't serious about sharing my narcotics. They're addictive, and I need all they'll give me until they try to wean me off them, so no, no sharing my meds."

"I was joking. I don't smoke or drink or do drugs, or go with girls who do."

"Glad to hear you have standards there, Troy."

"He only has eyes for you, and we set a pretty fucking high bar," Bunny giggled, still in the back seat.

Lisa lowered her sun visor and eyed Bunny behind her in the mirror.

Bunny winked at her, then blew a kiss at Troy.

"I have super high standards, and that's why I've never had a girlfriend."

"He's breaking all the fucking hearts."

"Leave him alone, Bunny. He's still a kid."

"An adult kid with a big ol' adult cock he should be sharing."

"I think it's nice he hasn't had a girlfriend. He deserves to be picky."

"Of course, I kind of have a thing for older women, and in high school I don't really interact with many college girls... or any that are done with college, but next year, watch out college girls and female grad students! I wouldn't mind at all finding a youngish professor even, but not too young."

Lisa wasn't sure, but she almost felt like the twinge in her heart could be jealousy.

Maybe she just didn't want to admit she knew it was jealousy.

"You like, um, older girls? Like how much older?" Lisa tried to ask nonchalantly, like it wasn't important to her.

"Hmm, probably like, um, twenty-seven or twenty-eight maybe seems perfect."

"Guys my age like girls your age, but you like girls my age," Lisa explained, like she only meant to say it to herself.

Maybe it was just guys like David, who was three years older than Lisa, who liked girls her brother's age, but she kind of doubted it.

The barely clothed bimbo in the hotel with David looked like she couldn't have been more than a minute over eighteen at most, but younger seemed more likely.

"They're idiots. The guys, and the little girls they like."

"You do seem more mature than guys were when I was your age."

"Oh - My - God! Now who's flirting?" Bunny squealed in the back seat.

"I'm not flirting! I'm just making obvious observations!"

"I don't want to hear you using the excuse you can't be doing it with your brother 'cause he's just a kid."

"I won't need that excuse! 'He's my brother' is a good enough excuse."

"I don't know about that, Leese. I just think girls just can't compete with a real woman like you."

Lisa almost scowled at Troy. At first, she thought he was arguing that him being her brother wasn't a good enough excuse not to let him make sweet love to her.

"He's gone from older women in general to specifically you. I told you he's been flirting with you."

"He didn't mean it like that. I'm just an example of the women that girls his age can't compete with, and I'm glad to hear it."

"You're warming up to the idea of getting hot and heavy with your brother. Good for you. You deserve a real man like him."

"I might deserve a real man that's not my brother."

"But he's such a real man. I bet you'd throw rocks at every other guy after just one romp in the sheets with him."

Lisa leaned her head back and closed her eyes. She knew she wouldn't win this argument with Bunny, and at least some little part of her hoped the reason wasn't because Bunny was right.

As far as that goes, an equally little part of her didn't want to be right that Bunny was wrong.

"These drugs are so good. I need a nap."

####

"Welcome home, Leese."

Even on crutches, Lisa had struggled just getting into the house and to her bedroom.

The doctors told her it might take a week, with the prescribed exercises, before she could actually get her leg to do some of what she wants it to do, or much of anything, so it just hung there. She had to tiptoe on her good leg to not let her bad leg drag.

Troy grinned at her from just inside her bedroom.

She sighed.

"Thanks Troy. I'm going to try to get into some pajamas, then just get in bed."

His grin turned into a smile.

"You need any help?"

Why's he have to have such a sexy smile while he relentlessly tries to get me naked? she wondered to herself.

She dragged herself to her bed and sat down while her brother watched her.

"It would be helpful if I didn't need to find pajamas. I don't know where Mom put anything."

Bunny came in the room and flopped down on the bed on her back, and Lisa wondered if Troy could see the bed bouncing.

"Where have you been?"

Bunny had disappeared from the backseat as soon as the car stopped in the drive.

"Just checking out Troy's room. He doesn't even have any porn stuffed between his mattress and box springs."

Troy was rummaging through the drawers in Lisa's dresser.

"I bet he's wishing he could dig in your other drawers," Bunny giggled.

"My brother doesn't wanna dig in my drawers."

"Did you already forget how hard he got just seeing your thong? He definitely wanted to dig in it, or move it out of the way. Maybe take it off altogether."

Troy turned to face Lisa and held up a pair of light green, flimsy, thin boyshorts that Lisa knew would be second-skin tight against literally every part of her they covered, and an equally flimsy but barely less snug, tan camisole.

His gorgeous smile was hard to not look at.

Those shorts weren't meant to be seen. They were another underwear option for her, and definitely her most revealing underwear option.

She felt like she would have absolutely no secrets left for anyone who saw her in that outfit.

"I was thinking more like some loose pajama pants and tee shirt."

"You're no fun," Troy laughed and Bunny giggled in unison.

"Ganging up on me now?" Lisa asked.

"Ganging up on you? With who?" Troy laughed, and Bunny followed immediately with a gasp.

"Oh, ummm," Lisa mumbled. She thought she was talking to Bunny.

"You've got to be more obvious who you're talking to, especially when somebody else says the same thing I did that you're responding to!" Bunny whispered, like Troy might hear her if she didn't.

"Well... you and all the guys that want to see me in that outfit."

"You mean every guy who's ever seen you?" Troy laughed, and again Bunny giggled the words with Troy.

"I'm, um, pretty sure plenty of guys would rather see, um, a skinny girl wearing that."

Troy turned back toward the dresser and he and Bunny both said "Whatever."

"You really aren't any fun," Bunny giggled. "And he's thinking that exact same thing even if he didn't say it."

Troy turned back to Lisa and held up a pair of brown with white pinstripes pajama pants and white tee shirt with orange lettering on it.

"Okay to the pants," she agreed in spite of knowing they would be tight on her butt but loose everywhere else, "but a hard no on that tee shirt."

Most of her clothes were tight on her butt because she likes that everybody likes that in her clothes. That and the time Lisa needed to spend finding something loose on her butt and snug on her very slender waist just wasn't worth it.

Maybe Dad didn't like her showing off her butt, but she felt like he faked not liking it.

She knew that shirt, even without being able to read the one word across the front of it.

It had been part of her work uniform, after college while she avoided being a starving artist and before she finally got her real job at the advertising firm, and that one word was "Hooters". She didn't go around bragging about that job even though that's where she met David.

"You can't blame a guy for trying," Troy mumbled, then got another tee shirt and held it up.

"I told you he wants to dig in your drawers and anything else you have on covering that scrumptious body."

"He's a guy. All guys do," Lisa whispered carefully, eyeing her brother for any indication he might hear her.

"Yeah, all guys want you, even your brother, your little brother."

"Give it a rest Rabbit."

"Rude, and I was complimenting us... I mean you."

"That shirt is perfect, Troy."

"That shirt is perfect..." Bunny mimicked Lisa, very sarcastically, in a high, sing-song, nasally voice. "Oh my God, give me a break."

Troy handed the clothes to Lisa, then asked hopefully "Do you need anything else? Anything, anything at all, whatever your heart desires, I'm here to make you happy."

"Wow. He wants you and loves you. Could a man be any more perfect?"

"He's my brother. Of course he loves me."

"He wants you, and that's what really makes you happy."

"I just want to change clothes and get in bed, Troy, but I could stand to eat something. Give me fifteen minutes? Then you can bring me something to eat."

"Absolutely, Leese," he told her with a big smile.

"He'd love to give you his meat to put in your mouth."

"Do you really have to be so crude?" Lisa asked with a big smile at Troy before he left and closed the door behind him.

"Okay. He'd love you to make love to his long, hard penis with your pretty, succulent mouth then let your belly fill with whatever comes out when he's done. Better?"

####

Lisa could feel a fine layer of sweat on her forehead and neck when she finally got changed into her pajamas, and she almost wished she'd let Troy help her.

"Now you wish you let him help, don't you?"

She shook her head, knowing her denial wasn't exactly true.

She looked around the room, her childhood bedroom that she hadn't seen for a few years.

Her eyes landed and stuck on the small drawing table in the corner. It looked so small compared to the one in her condo, and especially the one in her fourth floor corner office at work.

The slanted surface held a spiral bound, fourteen by seventeen inch, drawing pad and a pencil box.

She didn't remember leaving those there, but she might have. She knew she left a couple boxes of drawings she'd saved since about seven years old and didn't need for her portfolio, and assumed those were still in her closet.

Even still breathing hard from changing clothes, she dragged herself up on her crutches and hobbled to the table then opened the pad without picking it up.

She quickly tore out the first page, then the second, tapped their edges on the table to line them up, tore them once, then a second time, then third, and continued until she didn't have the strength in her hands to tear them any more.

She had no desire to see David's face from when she was madly in love with him, madly as in a hatter.

She slowly and deliberately dropped one piece at a time into the trash can, then returned to her bed with the drawing tablet and pencil case.

"Your Thirty Second Man doesn't deserve that. He deserves to be torn, wadded, crumpled, stomped on, burned and drowned. Maybe stabbed repeatedly in the eyes and once or twice in the throat with one of those pencils, too."

"Do you need to comment about everything, Bunny?"

"If you're not going to scream and cry, stomp your feet and cuss his sorry ass out, I do."

"He's not worth it," Lisa whispered and shook her head.

"That's true, but it would make you feel better."

"I'm not sure anything could make me feel better because I think I'm over him."

"Getting naked with Troy and letting him have the best day of his life putting that cock inside you would. That's for sure."

Lisa laughed and struggled to pull herself up on the bed and situate herself with her head on the pillow like everything was normal.

"I think I just need to rest."

"Or draw?"

"That might work too."

She sat up with her back against the headboard, opened her drawing tablet propped on the one knee she could raise and picked a pencil.

Lisa was more than proficient with many mediums now, both physical and digital, but drawing was her first love, but she had little opportunity lately for it.

Lisa looked over at Bunny. She was sitting up with her legs criss crossed, leaning forward a little, examining her fingernails with her elbows on her knees and her ears draped over her shoulders.

Her ears slowly moved to lay flat along her back, and she side eyed Lisa with a little grin.

"What?"

"Nothing. You just seem quiet all of a sudden."

"I'm just daydreaming about..."

"Don't say it."

"What? What do you think I'm going to say that you won't like."

"Troy."

"I said 'that you won't like'."

Lisa drew while they talked, barely paying attention to her hands.

"Troy isn't a piece of meat."

"Steak is a piece of meat, and if I remember right, you love steak. You love putting it in your mouth and savoring the flavor, texture, thickness, and all the juice that comes out because of what your mouth is doing to it. What's not to love about a piece of meat?"

"He's my brother. He's more than a piece of meat."

"Oh, he's more, for sure, and the more the merrier, and he's got so much meat. More than enough to make you super merry."

Lisa focused on her drawing, then held it up for Bunny.

"You know, people can see that."

Lisa had drawn Bunny, mostly from the side, from her stomach up.

Bunny's ears leaned a little forward from straight up, her eyes popped out like in cartoons, her exaggerated, extended tongue curved downward from her open mouth and dripped with saliva.

Lisa had even included her nipples, only hidden a little by her fur, and they were very erect.

"When did I ever look like that?"

"Yesterday at the hospital, when Troy showed up."

Lisa turned the page and started drawing again.

"I didn't look like that. My eyes don't bug out like that, and I almost never drool like that except when I'm sleeping really good."

Lisa ignored Bunny's protest. She knew her drawing was fictionalized, a little bit.

Bunny scooted over, stretched her long legs out, rubbed her nose, then forehead against Lisa's shoulder then leaned her head on it.

"Who's that?"

Lisa had the front of a body sketched, from knee to chin, but only one side of it.

"Nobody, anybody, everybody."

The outline of a second body, facing the first, formed. An arm, hand raised to rest on the first body's shoulder, then a raised knee crossing the thigh of the first body formed.

"Hmmm, this looks... sexy already."

Lisa added the side of a head to the first body, just a cheek, a little hair and an ear, then the head and face, in profile, of the second.

The second face leaned close to the first one's ear, and that tongue extended out to touch that ear with just the tip.

"Somebody's trying to get lucky," Bunny giggled.

Lisa filled in the second face, complete with light hair around the open mouth and rabbit nose, then she added ears, flat along their back.

"Oh, my... nobody has ever drawn me like that, or at all before. Who's the lucky guy?"

"You have been drawn before. I just didn't know you look like this , so it was always as a little girl before. I thought you were just somebody I made up in my mind."

"I am."

"Not really. Not to me."

Lisa added Bunny's other arm, with that hand squeezing the long, thick cock inside the pants of the other body.

"Fuck, Lisa, you're getting me so wet," Bunny moaned while Lisa added in her fur, then turned the page.

Lisa understood. She felt her own moisture inside her pajama pants in spite of knowing the body in the drawing that Bunny molested belonged to her own brother.

"Am I getting lucky in this one?" Bunny whispered as the first body took shape on the page.

"Not today."

Lisa copied the first body from the previous page, but got interrupted by a knock on the door.

"You decent in there?"

"No, but come in anyway. Please be not decent," Bunny called out loudly, with a giggle.

"Come in, Troy."

A few bumps and scrapes sounded against the door before it opened and Troy came in carrying a footed tray.

"He's not naked, God damnit."

"He's fine with clothes on."

"That he is, but he'd be so much finer without. I really wanna see him naked."

"Mom didn't know what you wanted, so she warmed up soup, gave you crackers and cheese and raw carrots and those little baby dill pickles you love."

"I'll forgive his wardrobe faux pas since he brought carrots for me... us... you."

"Hmmm, yum. I do love those baby dill pickles. Thanks, Troy."

"Ugh! Eat the carrots first!"

Troy set the tray next to Lisa, then leaned over and looked at her drawing.

"What're you drawing?"

"An erotic graphic novel. It better fucking be erotic anyway because it started out headed that way and got me so horny and wet already," Bunny explained.

"Nothing special," Lisa corrected her without needing to.

"Wait! Is that Troy I'm about to get lucky with?"

"Can I see?"

Lisa closed the tablet and handed it to her brother.

While he opened it to the first page, Lisa lowered the one knee she could raise and moved the tray over her thighs.

Troy turned and sat down on the bed beside Lisa.

"I've seen her before, but younger and with glasses. Who is she?"

Lisa knew she had never, ever shown any of her drawings of Bunny to anyone.

"Nobody... I mean, she's, um, fictional, I mean, made..."

Lisa couldn't decide how to describe her, so shook her head.

"Your imagination."

"She's like a real person who lives in my imagination. I've never shown her pictures to anyone though."

"Oh, umm," Troy mumbled and blushed, then turned the page.

"You've been looking at my drawings I left here? All of them?"

She tried not to sound nervous, but she had some concerns about that.

"I'm sorry, Leese. That was... I'd never snoop like that now, now that I understand your personal stuff is, well, personal."

"He saw those drawings! No wonder he flirts with you."

"They're, well, I didn't think about them when I found out you were coming back or I would have put them back. They're all in my closet."

"I guess I was wrong about him not having any porn in his room."

"You're not helping, Bunny.

"So besides the pictures of Bunny, you've seen, ummm, me? The ones in the lock box?"

Troy choked down a laugh.

"Her name is Bunny? Are you serious?"

"Told you," Bunny giggled.

"Bunny Rabbit, actually."

"Bunny Rabbit?" Troy laughed for real. "You mean like..."

"Don't you fucking dare fucking say it!" Bunny screamed.

"Jessica? Jessica Rabbit?"

"God dammit, he said it! Why does everybody compare me to that twat? She's my fucking famous sister-in-law, but she's not even a fucking rabbit!"

"She's your sister-in-law? Roger is your brother?"

"Believe it or not, that idiot is my brother, just one of more siblings than I can even know and way older, and he saddled me with that bitch for a sister-in-law. I hate her."

"I think Bunny is hotter than Jessica though. I'd have Bunny as a girlfriend instead of Jessica every day of the week," Troy said, holding up Lisa's second drawing where Bunny was groping Troy.

"Thank you! Good looking and smart with good taste and a big dick!" Bunny declared.

"You're just trying to avoid talking about the pictures you stole. Did you break into my lock box too?"

"I'm really sorry, Leese. It just took a butter knife, and it's not like they're photos. They're just drawings."

"Very realistic drawings of your sister."

"I love your drawings. You can make them realistic or not as realistic, however you want."

"So you've seen me, all of me, all of me?"

"I'm sorry. Please Leese, don't be mad."

"I think he really likes them."

"Still not helping, Rabbit."

"Last name or species?"

"Both!"

"Super rude!"

"Do you like them?"

Lisa thought she was going to say "give them back".

"Stop that!"

"Stop what?" Bunny asked innocently.

"Making me say things I don't want to."

"I can't make you do anything you don't want to."

"I don't want to know what my brother thinks about pictures of me nude. Very intimate pictures of me nude. All, every inch of me nude!"

"They're only drawings, and none of them show your butthole, so not every inch."

"Very realistic, lifelike, accurate and detailed drawings, probably more detailed than most photos."

"Your body is perfect, Leese."

"Told you."

"Still not helping, Bunny.

"Did you..."

Lisa couldn't make herself say it. She wasn't sure she even wanted to know what he did with those pictures of her.

"Yes, Leese, I did."

Bunny laughed, hard and loud, but Lisa wanted to plug her ears with her finger before she heard him say any more.

"I liked them. I loved them. They're the most beautiful pictures I've ever seen, and I'm only sorry I looked without your permission, but definitely not that I looked at them."

Bunny laughed so hard she fell out of bed and the crash when she landed felt like the entire house shook.

Lisa had to force herself to keep looking at Troy instead of checking on Bunny. She expected Troy to react to the crash but his expression of sincere regret didn't change.

"I thought he was going to admit he stroked that big, beautiful cock and shot cum all over himself and his bed looking at his own private stash of sister porn!" Bunny's disembodied voice rose, mixed with giggles, from the floor beyond the side of the bed.

"Troy..." Lisa whispered.

Lisa wanted to be angry. She wanted to feel violated. She wanted to scream that she wanted to feel like Troy shouldn't even want to look at her naked, and he definitely shouldn't like it.

She wanted to feel almost anything other than what she did feel.

She shouldn't be feeling the things her brother enjoying those drawings made her feel.

"Be nice. He's trying to apologize without making it awkward, which is pretty much impossible considering what you and he both know he saw. I'm pretty sure he knows you know he jacked off to pictures of his naked sister."

"I'm sorry, Leese. I'll put them back."

"No," Lisa whispered and shook her head.

She glanced back at her empty bed and wondered if Bunny could make her say that and what she was about to say, from the floor, or if she's really the one who wanted to say it.

"You can keep them, if you like them. It's okay, Troy."

"Can I have these, when you finish the story?" he asked as he wiggled her drawing tablet in his hand.

"Yeah," Lisa nodded, "and I'll make sure everybody lives happily ever after."

Bunny's head popped up over the foot of the bed. She looked like she had been crawling on her hands and knees, and she looked at Lisa, then at Troy.

"I'm getting lucky!"

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The car lurched around her, but Lisa expected it to feel more violent.

"Lisa?"

Bunny sat next to her, in the passenger seat, straddling Troy.

They were both naked. Bunny looked even more like Lisa without her fur on.

The car jolted again, then everything spun around her. She felt weightless.

This is what it feels like to roll a car over, she explained to herself.

"Lisa!"

Lisa wanted, really wanted to scream at Bunny to stop fucking her brother while they were wrecking her car.

The jealousy in her heart approached the point of igniting.

"Lisa! "

"What! Fuck, Bunny!"

Lisa was awake, in bed, not even in her car, and Bunny was shaking her shoulders.

"I am a Fuck Bunny, aren't I? Maybe that's wishful thinking. Are you awake?"

"I am now. I had to wake up to deal with the crazy pers... rabbit in my bed."

"Get up! I have to show you something."

"It's the middle of the night."

"It won't... um, be available in the morning."

"There's nothing I want to see in the middle of the night that can't be seen at a reasonable hour."

"You're wrong! Now get up 'cause it is."

Lisa sat up and tried to swing her legs off the bed.

"Owwww, geeze," she moaned, then used both hands to move her injured leg to the edge then slowly off the bed.

"This better be good, Bunny."

"It's only the best thing I've ever seen."

Bunny looked dead serious, so Lisa felt obligated to humor her.

Bunny went to the door, opened it and switched on the light.

"How did you do that?" Lisa scowled at Bunny. "I didn't think... um, you could actually move stuff."

"I can't, unless you could, or will be very soon, and you were about to turn the light on and open the door."

That made sense, so Lisa nodded her head and grabbed her crutches.

"I can also move things that I really need to if it helps you, but that has to be an emergency."

"Like keep me from crashing my car and almost killing us?"

"I had no idea you were going to do that in time to stop you, and you couldn't even see me, so what could I do? Since nobody actually died, that wasn't really an emergency probably. I did slow down time for you though. It didn't really help."

"You what? You slowed down time? You can do that?"

"You can't? Damn, it must suck to be a human. I have to do that mostly only while we argue in the middle of a conversation so people don't notice."

Lisa lifted herself off the bed with her crutches. She wished he hadn't wrecked her car, mostly because she hurt, but wondered if Bunny would have come back if she didn't.

"Where are we going?"

"Not far. It'll be worth it, I promise."

Lisa followed Bunny into the hallway and watched as she opened the door almost directly across the hallway.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting ready to show you something amazing. It's gonna take your breath away, I promise."

"This is Troy's room. How do you even know what's in there in the middle of the night with his door closed?"

Lisa imagined the worst, of course. She imagined her brother had all of her vivid, detailed, and accurate self-portraits of all of her parts plastered all over his walls, revealing the most intimate parts of her body to whoever happened in.

Lisa had actually drawn herself, mostly naked and exposed, enough to cover the walls of an average bedroom. She thought she looked good enough for that kind of admiration, but her shyness kept her from willingly sharing them with anybody.

"I went exploring. I wanted to know if he had pictures to compare to his beautiful, naked sister."

"I don't wanna know..."

"Liar," Bunny giggled and gently directed Lisa inside her brother's bedroom.

Lisa searched the walls, all of them. The room wasn't nearly as dark as she thought it would be.

Lisa stopped at the foot of the bed before she looked anywhere but the walls.

"There's nothing to see..."

"Look down," Bunny whispered.

Lisa's eyes moved downward, and Bunny's assessment had been correct -- her breath caught in her chest.

The light from Lisa's bedroom angled across the bed and illuminated her brother from his knees to his shoulders, and he had kicked his blankets off. He lay there completely naked.

"That's what you meant by it's up," Lisa whispered.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Bunny asked while she circled behind Lisa, then plopped her butt on the bed next to Troy, partially out of the light at his shoulder.

She patted the bed next to Troy's hip.

"Sit. Let's enjoy the view."

Lisa slowly hobbled around the bed without letting her eyes wander from the erection in the room, then slowly sat down.

Her knee, the good one, rested on the bed with her thigh and hip against Troy, and her knee touching Bunny's.

"I told you, Lisa."

"It's... it's so long and thick... and so hard," Lisa barely whispered.

She had never personally seen a cock like that. She had some experience, but had never measured or asked their owners. One guy, they never got past Lisa sucking him, but finishing with her hands, told her that he was seven inches of love machine, but Troy's exceeded his by an inch in length, or more, and the other three cocks she'd had anything to do with by more than that. Troy's seemed twice the length and thickness of David's, the one she had the most experience with and the smallest of all of them.

At first, she thought David's was just plain cute. She didn't think any guy would appreciate his dick being called cute, so she kept that to herself.

Troy's shaft was pale, almost totally white with a line around it near the head, then above that, including the pointed tip and wide rim, had a redder hue. Below, his balls were tight against the base and not quite obscured with his curly, brown hair.

"He feels even better naked," Bunny whispered to get Lisa's attention, and she found Bunny caressing his chest and belly with both hands.

"You painted your nails red to match mine?" Lisa asked.

"No?"

Lisa was transfixed as Bunny's hand moved under, then around Troy's cock, and lifted it to point straight up, then the other hand moved into the shadow beside her, then reappeared with a small bottle, and Bunny squirted some of the contents onto Troy's cock head and smeared it around his head and up and down his shaft.

"What are you doing, Bunny? I thought you couldn't move... him around like that," Lisa growled without looking away.

"Nothing! I'm not doing anything!"

Lisa looked at Bunny, and her hands rose in front of her, fingers spread.

"I'm not doing anything!" Bunny insisted and her hands gestured forward and back for emphasis.

Her nails still matched her fur.

Lisa quickly looked back down at Troy's cock and her own hands slowly pumping up and down and twisting around her brother's cock. The light streaming in from her bedroom glistened off the lubricant along his shaft and on her hands.

She felt the slickness between her hands and her brother's flesh. She couldn't stop herself. She couldn't even slow down, but increased her speed.

Her brother felt so good in her hands she moaned.

Troy's hips rose up, and she sped up some more.

Troy twitched in her hands, then his hips thrust upward again.

"Lee-eee-eees-aaa," he growled and thrust up again and his cock jerked hard.

Time slowed again, just like in her dream about her accident. A hand grasped the inside of her thigh through her pajama pants and squeezed, and her eyes fixed on and followed a long, thick, creamy stream of cum as it rose in front of her, then paused for a split second before descending to meet a second stream. The two met and split into a million drops, most continuing downward, but she felt some hit her face and neck. The two combined and met a third just as it jettisoned from the slit in the tip of Troy's cock and jerked upward for a second before they all fell to mix with a fourth and spread down his tip and over Lisa's hands, still twisting her brother's cock in them.

Troy jerked five, six, maybe seven times, and his cum covered Lisa's hands until she finally stopped and her brother relaxed back against the bed and time resumed its normal progression.

His chest heaved, his head lay still and his eyes were closed.

Lisa squeezed his shaft and milked all the cum out of him she could. All the thoughts she had were focused on the orgasm she had just witnessed, and coaxed from her brother.

Besides her brother's cock, that orgasm may have been the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen.

She squeezed another drop or two out of him then slowly put him down on his belly.

"Leese," Troy groaned, "is that really you? I don't even want to open my eyes in case it's just another wet dream about you."

She got up and hobbled to the door. She had nothing she could say.

She turned and looked back just in time to see Bunny stand, then lean down and kiss him on the lips.

"She had a really good time, Troy, no matter what she says."

Troy's eyes opened and met Lisa's for a brief second before Lisa turned and went back to her bed and got in.

About the time Lisa got settled in bed, Bunny strolled in and flopped onto the bed beside Lisa.

"Now that was fun."

"How do you make me do things I don't want to or even know I'm doing?"

"Do you remember when you were five? First grade. You wished you could find a friend exactly like you? You had no friends, because you didn't think anybody really liked you. You were so lonely. Do you remember that?"

"Yeah, vaguely. We hadn't even met yet."

They were both whispering, laying on their backs, looking up at the ceiling.

"Oh, do you remember that girl that brought her pet rabbit to school for show and tell that same school year? She had such beautiful gray-blue fur."

Lisa smiled at that and nodded.

"The rabbit had the beautiful fur, not the girl, but you wanted a pet rabbit so bad."

"Yeah. Mom and Dad wouldn't let me have one though, and I begged and begged."

"You got both wishes."

Lisa turned her head and looked at Bunny.

"What do you mean? I didn't get a pet rabbit or a friend exactly like me."

"You did. You got me. Since you asked for a friend just like you, you got one as close to exactly like you as they could make me."

"You? You're my pet rabbit?"

"Rude, but no. I'm your friend who is exactly like you and happens to be a rabbit."

"I don't think you're exactly like me, Bunny."

Lisa looked back at the ceiling.

"I'm exactly like you except I have no filters. I have fur too, but that comes with being a rabbit."

"What do you mean, you don't have filters?"

"I think like you, I like what you like, I want what you want, I feel how and what you feel, I say and do everything that you'd say and do if you didn't have filters. I even look like you, mostly. I bet if you had fur, you'd still wear clothes because that's one of your filters.

"That's why I can't make you do anything you don't want to do. The things I make you say and do are what we want to say and do, but you have filters and I don't.

"Everything I've ever made you do or say, it's what we want, both of us. It's not that I want it more, I just don't have any reason not to say or do it."

"Because I'm the only one that can hear and see you?"

"Dunno, maybe," Bunny shrugged.

They didn't move or say anything. Lisa felt unreasonably happy, and wondered if Bunny did too.

Bunny turned to her side, draped an arm across Lisa's belly and nuzzled her neck with her face.

"I love you, Bunny."

"I know."

Lisa didn't know if she actually expected it, but the tapping on her door didn't surprise her.

"Somebody wants to talk," Bunny whispered.

"Leese, can I come in?"

"Ask if he's decent, and don't let him in if he is."

"What is it, Troy? It's the middle of the night."

"Can we talk?"

"Only if he's naked."

"Jesus fuck, Bunny!"

"Please, Leese?"

"Let it out, girl. I'll get you cursing like me eventually."

"I'm tired, Troy. Can it wait til morning?"

"I don't want to stay up all night 'cause we didn't talk."

"Ohhh, he's still up! Let him in, let him in."

Lisa sighed, and gave Bunny a scowl.

"Okay. You can come in for a minute."

"I hope it takes more than a minute, but that's twice as long as David, just like his dick."

The door opened and Troy stuck his head in and grinned at Lisa.

"Come in and close the door."

Troy obliged.

"Close enough," Bunny moaned.

All Troy had on, a lightweight pair of plaid boxers, left even less to the imagination than Lisa's boy shorts he wanted her wear to bed would have.

His hard cock inside them couldn't be missed as it leaned to one side and left the fly gaping open.

Nothing inside could be made out through the opening except some of his pubic hair.

"Is that all you had to put on, Troy?"

"Shut it, human. You're not helping."

"That's definitely a species slur, Bunny."

"Shush, don't distract me."

"Um, well," Troy mumbled and looked down at himself.

"I thought, you know..."

"You think I might have seen it before, so obviously I want to see it again?"

"Lisa! Don't ruin it for us... me... us."

"It's not like that Leese. I wasn't really thinking. I can go put something on."

"It's okay, Troy. Let's talk," Lisa and Bunny said in unison.

Bunny used air quotes around 'talk' but Lisa only thought them.

"Thank you," Bunny giggled.

Lisa couldn't help but imagine her brother's cock emerge from the fly of his shorts and sway up and down as he approached, even when she didn't expect anything but talking.

Maybe Bunny was right. She should have insisted he be less decent than that when he came in.

"Can I sit on your bed?"

"You can get in bed with us, with me, um, with her," Bunny whispered.

Lisa patted the bed then put her arm across her belly on Bunny's arm and stroked her fur with her fingers.

Troy sat next to Lisa with a thigh and knee on the bed. His bare knee warmed Lisa's shoulder through her tee shirt.

After several seconds of silence, Bunny broke the silence.

"So, Troy, wanna learn how to screw like rabbits? I'd be perfect, umm, perfectly willing to teach you."

Lisa wanted to pinch her a little, but concentrated on not laughing instead.

"What's up? How's senior year?"

"Oh, um, fine," Troy mumbled. He hadn't made eye contact since sitting down.

"Was there something specific you wanted to talk about?"

"You're torturing the poor kid."

"He's the one that wants to talk."

"Talking is the last thing on his mind."

"What's the first thing?"

"Screwing like rabbits."

"He doesn't want to screw his sister, Bunny."

"You're probably right. He wants to make love to you like either of you is human."

"We are humans."

"But the second he has a clue you're gonna let him inside you, that's when the animal comes out in both of you."

"I'm letting him inside me? What's that even mean?"

"I know everything you want, and right now, you want his hard cock inside you. Nothing else. I know because that's the only thing I can think about since yesterday."

"I'm wondering... Leese, I miss my sister, and now that, well, you finally dumped David, can we spend time together, like could I visit you on the weekends maybe?"

"That's what you want to talk about in the middle of the night?" Lisa giggled, and even in her mind, she sounded like an eighteen year-old schoolgirl, maybe sixteen.

She hadn't felt like this since right before the first time she made out with a boy, and that was a few more than ten years ago.

Troy shrugged.

"You have a loft. A very swanky loft, but it's still a loft. He'd have to sleep with you if you can talk him into it "

"Not helping, Bunny.

"You mean like spend the weekend with me, at my place?"

"It's not like there'd be that much sleeping going on if you got him in your bed."

"Really not helping."

"If you don't mind, I'd like to see you more."

"More of you, more like, and he's seen all of you in those drawings he loves."

"I think, ya know, you're my brother, grown up brother, and you're right, we should see each other more. I can see us enjoying spending time together at my place."

"Yeah! A sleepover! An adult sleepover!"

"Could you at least try to add something to the conversation, Bunny?"

"Parasocial Emotional Support Companion. I'm adding everything I can to emotionally support putting some life into your love life."

"He's my brother..."

"I know what'cha want, what'cha really really want," Bunny sang.

"Can I, umm, Leese... I really want to kiss you right now. Can I?"

"Fuck yeah!" Bunny squealed.

"You mean like you kissed me before? In the hospital?"

"You're definitely no fun."

"Um, I, yeah, like that I guess."

"That's not how either of you want him to kiss us."

"You're my brother, so I'm not sure you really need to ask for permission to kiss me."

"You mean you want to kiss him so much you wish he'd stop talking about it and just do it already."

Troy leaned down to Lisa, and her arm moved from across her belly to her side.

Troy's eyes were closed, and Lisa lifted her face toward him.

"Don't you dare let him kiss you like before," Bunny whispered against her ear.

Lisa ignored her, and opened her mouth and slid her hand across the back of her brother's neck.

Their lips touched. Troy's quivered a little, and Lisa pulled his face toward hers and pushed her tongue between his lips and swirled it around his tongue in his mouth.

Lisa felt her brother's rapid breaths in her mouth and lungs, and sucked as much into her lungs as she could.

Troy leaned onto one elbow and the other hand slipped along her belly under her shirt.

He started to pull away from her face, and she let him after a heartbeat, but bit down on his bottom lip to hold him in place.

"Fuck fuck fuck. Now that was a kiss," Bunny groaned.

"I liked that kiss way better than the ones in the hospital," Lisa whispered through her teeth holding Troy's bottom lip.

Troy's hand felt hot against the bare skin of Lisa's belly.

"Leese, can I touch you?" Troy whispered through his ragged breathing.

"You want to touch me, Troy? I'm your sister."

"Stop with the damn sister shit," Bunny wheezed into Lisa's ear. Her breathing was as labored as Troy's.

"I love you. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. Screw brother and sister."

"Yes, screw your sister, brother!"

"He can't hear you."

Troy's hand moved slowly along her bare skin, almost to her breast.

"I didn't..."

"Do you want me to stop?" Troy asked.

"Fuck no!" Bunny choked out.

"If you're going to feel me up, I think you should be kissing me like that while you do it."

Troy's leg pushed between Lisa's and his hip pressed his long, hard cock against her.

"Troy... your cock..."

"I liked the way you touched it. No other girl has ever touched me like that. I've never even wanted to let anybody else touch me like that."

Troy gently squeezed his sister's breast with one hand and used the other elbow to move above her.

"Put it in us," Bunny wheezed while Troy started kissing Lisa again.

"God fucking damn, put it inside us," Bunny hissed into Lisa's ear.

Lisa cut her eyes toward Bunny, but the bed was empty next to her.

Troy slowly twisted Lisa's nipple and moved his hips against her.

Lisa knew he had escaped the confined of his shorts. The contact of his cock against her lower belly felt like there couldn't possibly be more than her pajamas between them.

His hand left her breast and moved to the waistband of her pajama pants.

"Leese, can we have these off some, please?"

"Fuck yes!" Bunny panted. Lisa only wondered for a split second where Bunny went, but it didn't matter enough to spend energy on it.

"Are you leaving your shorts on?"

Troy's eyes opened, and Lisa stared into them.

"Do you want them off?"

"Do you want my pants off?"

"Can I take them off?"

"You have to be very gentle Troy. Can you put your cock inside me without hurting my leg?"

"Oh... I don't know. I only planned on touching you, like you did me."

"Oh the fuck! Grow up, boy! The woman of your dreams, you admitted that, is asking you to get naked and fuck us!"

"That might be helpful if he could actually hear you.

"If that's all you want to do, Troy."

"Jesus fuck! Demand he put that fat cock inside us or I'm going to be impossible to live with until he does!"

"As if you're not impossible to live with already!

"Whatever you want, Troy, but I'm asking you to do everything you want. I want everything you want. You won't make me say everything I want you to do to me, will you?"

"You go girl!"

"I think I can be gentle and not hurt your leg."

"Then somebody needs to take my pants and your shorts off," Lisa giggled and lifted her shirt up and off. "I'm not doing it half dressed like a highschooler in the backseat of a car."

"Holy crap, Leese, your breasts are even more amazing in real life," Troy moaned and stared. "Forget 'more than a mouthful is a waste'."

"You like my girls? They really want to find out how much you can get in your mouth, but we're not naked yet."

Troy didn't even pretend to try to get either of them naked, but scooted a little down. His hand gently squeezed her breast and he leaned down and ran the tip of his tongue across then around her extremely hard nipple.

"Mother fuck! Yes! I had no idea our nipples could feel that God damn fucking good!" Bunny squealed as Lisa pushed her chest toward Troy's face.

"Your nipple's so hard, Leese."

"Like your cock," Bunny groaned and Lisa felt her hand wrap around Troy's cock between them.

Troy sucked her nipple and a good bit of her tit into his mouth, and Lisa moaned in unison with Bunny.

"My nipples... women's nipples get hard when a man they want so bad is touching me... them, like this," Lisa moaned. "Just like how your cock gets hard when you think about making love with me."

Troy released her tit, then licked it, then kissed it.

"I love your body, Leese. I love you."

"Then get to fucking us, damnit!" Bunny groaned.

"Shut it Rabbit! He's getting around to it!"

"Rude! Both you fuckers are so fucking rude to me!"

Troy gave Lisa little, light kisses down across her belly, then licked in and around her belly button.

"Your belly ring... I like it."

He approached the waist band of her pajamas and hooked the fingers on both hands in it and slowly pulled downward as he moved.

"Slow, Troy. Slow. Don't hurt me."

His kisses followed her pants as they moved down across her hips.

Lisa tried to lift her hips, but couldn't.

"Relax, Leese."

"What the hell is he doing?" Bunny asked. She sounded frustrated.

"Remember what I wanted the second before he came in his room?"

Lisa's heavy breathing made it hard for her talk.

"Yeah, but it confused me. You wanted to put him in your mouth? What the fuck for?"

"He's going to do that to me, so shut the fuck up Rabbit and enjoy the ride."

"Rude, but I don't get it."

Troy's hand continued to push her pants down, but his face stopped and he kissed her right on her lips, the ones between her legs.

"Ohhhhh," Bunny gasped.

"I hear we're going to like this, so shut it, Bunny."

"Leese, I've never done this. Tell me what I can do better," Troy asked, then split her lips with his tongue, from her clit, across her entrance all the way to and across her sphincter.

"Holy mother fucking holy hell!" Bunny screamed, and it sounded like she was inside Lisa's head.

"Told you."

"Shut up Lisa! Let me concenfuckingtrate!"

"Troy... perfect," Lisa moaned.

Nobody's mouth had ever been on her pussy, let alone butthole, and she loved it, all of it.

Troy's tongue circled her crinkled hole, then moved back to her entrance and ducked inside and wiggled.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck," Bunny groaned and Lisa lifted her hips, barely. Her leg hurt, but that barely mattered with the feelings her brother gave her.

His tongue went to her clit and circled it.

"Put..." Lisa started, but the finger entering her stopped her as it did what she was about to ask.

"Jesus, please, oh God, yes, what... the... fuck!" Bunny yelled.

A second finger joined the one inside her, and Troy flicked her clit with his tongue.

"Grrrrrrrr... Lisa! Make him stop! My fucking head is gonna 'splode!"

"You're such a liar, Troy! You've done this before, and I'm killing that skank slut!"

"Nuhuh."

"Make him stop Lisa!"

"I'm gonna... Troyyyyy!"

Lisa's back arched, her fingers flexed and her nails dug into her brother's hair between her legs.

"Troyyyyy"" she stifled a wail while Bunny made noises Lisa had never heard anybody, human or not, make.

"You taste like nothing I've ever imagined," Troy mumbled between her legs while he stroked between her lips with his tongue.

His fingers slowly pumped inside her.

She felt herself relax a little, but her body continued to twitch involuntarily.

"What just happened?" Bunny asked, barely able to manage a hoarse whisper.

Lisa side-eyed beside her, but Bunny still wasn't there.

"That was probably the best orgasm I've ever had. Where are you?"

"I'm with you. Whatever an orgasm is, I've never had one before, but I want more!"

Troy kissed his way back up Lisa's body, barely slowing at her belly button, but giving both nipples a few seconds of attention.

"If he's half as good as you say, or half as good as he looks, we might have more before Troy's finished with us."

"Is he gonna put his dick in us now?"

"I think... hope so."

Troy moved his face to Lisa and kissed her, like a lover kisses, then smiled at her, sat up and pushed his shorts down and off.

"Finally! We're all naked! Let's fuck!"

"That was a little more... intimate than how I touched you, Troy."

"I know you're not complaining! Just shut up and let him put his big, hard, glorious cock inside us!"

"Yeah. I might have gotten carried away, but you're so gorgeous and sexy, and I love you so much I couldn't help myself. I just wanted to make you feel good."

"Are you going to make love to me now, Troy?"

"Can I, please?"

"I'll beg if you want me to."

"Don't beg! Make him do it!"

"Not helpful, rabbit."

"What can I do to help then? I really need him to fuck us."

Lisa didn't understand completely, but had accepted this was something she would be sharing with Bunny, and that fact made her happy.

"You don't need to beg, but I've never done this. I don't know how."

Lisa reached between her legs and grasped Troy with one hand.

He felt even harder in her hand than he had when she made him cum in his room.

"Gentle Troy. Don't hurt me, and go very slow."

She moved him between her lips and up and down the length of her pussy.

"Slow, Troy."

He kissed her again while she continued to stroke herself with his head.

"What's your favorite baseball team?"

"What?" Troy and Bunny asked in unison, with the same surprised, confused, incredulous tone.

Lisa remembered her first time. They were both virgins, and he came before he even got his head all the way inside her. She didn't want Troy to go through that disappointment. She didn't want to go through that again. She wanted a nice, long fuck from her brother.

"Baseball team. What's your favorite?"

"Shut up human!"

She moved Troy against her entrance and a little inside her, just a tiny bit.

"Ohummmm," Troy moaned.

She let him inside a little more, and felt herself mold around his head.

"Baseball? Now? You don't even like baseball!" Bunny groaned in protest.

Lisa wanted to take his mind off the fact his very manly cock was invading a woman's vagina, for the first time ever, and that vagina belongs to his sister.

The whole experience, so far anyway, convinced her that vagina no longer belongs to just her, but she would share it with the man barely inside her now whenever, however, and wherever he wanted. Somehow, that included her best friend Bunny too.

No man had ever even offered her oral sex, let alone before they got theirs from her. She loved her brother for that if nothing else.

"Yeah, baseball. Who's your favorite player?"

She used her hand and hips to take more of him inside her.

"Oh God Leese, I didn't know it'd feel this good to be inside you."

"Tell me about baseball, Troy."

"Is this some sick fetish, Lisa?"

Lisa realized she distracted Bunny more than Troy.

"You've been fucked before Bunny..."

"Not like this! Your brother is huge! "

"This is his first time, and I'm distracting him so he won't cum like now. If that happens, it won't even count as fucking."

"God damn! You humans are weird! Harvey and I would be on our third cigarette already!"

Lisa lifted her good knee off the bed and moved that leg as far from her other one as she could. Troy had to adjust his position.

He only had one leg between hers, with the other one outside her good leg.

She needed all of him inside her and hoped this would allow that.

"Are you okay Lisa? Am I hurting you?"

His cock was so much larger than any she'd ever had. That had been a concern. Not anymore.

"You feel so good inside me Troy, I want to hear all about baseball."

"Let him get all the way in before you start back with that creepy fetish!"

"Push Troy."

Lisa moved both hands around his sides and to his back. She felt like his cock head reached almost to her stomach inside her.

No man had ever been so deep inside her, and she hoped with all of her, he wouldn't cum yet.

Troy's pubic hair rubbed into her landingstrip.

"You're so deep in me Troy. Don't move."

"What the fuck! How's he gonna fuck us without moving?"

"Has anybody ever told you that you talk too much Bunny?"

"Who's gonna tell me that besides you?"

"How do you feel Troy? Are you good?"

"You're supposed to tell him he's good, the best ever."

"You feel so good. I can feel myself against the bottom of, ummm..."

"My pussy?"

"Our pussy."

"Yeah, you... your pussy."

"Go slow, Troy. Slowly pull almost out, then slowly back all the way inside me. Slow. Stop if you feel like you're about to cum. Don't cum yet. I'm not ready "

"Inside us, we're not ready for it to be over!""

"Okay, Leese."

"Please kiss me."

"Me too. I want kisses too."

"He can't hear you. Just shut up. I'll make sure you're taken care of Bunny."

Troy kissed her while he very slowly pulled almost out of her, then plumbed her depths again just as slowly.

"You feel so good. I can't believe I have me dick inside my sister, the most beautiful girl in the world."

"I can hardly believe my brother is such a stud and can fuck me better than anybody has fucked me before."

"I love you Troy."

"Shush, Rabbit."

"Can't help it. Your brother's the best ever!"

"We love his cock, don't we?"

"Can I go faster, Leese?"

"Yes please, we want more," Lisa and Bunny moaned in unison.

He increased his rhythm.

"Are you going to cum?" Lisa asked. She didn't want him to; she wanted him to last.

"I don't think so. Not yet. This... you're amazing Leese."

"He's amazing! How's a kid know how to fuck so good?"

"Don't look a gift horse in the mouth."

"I'd never do that! Mister Ed told me that's the biggest insult you can give a horse!"

"You know Mister Ed? Of course you know Mister Ed."

Troy slowed down, then sped up faster than before and Lisa and Bunny moaned in unison.

"Troy... Troy, gentle," Lisa whimpered.

"Am I hurting you?" he asked without showing down.

"I'm gonna have another orgasm," Bunny panted.

"You're gonna make me cum, Troy."

"Cum for me. I want to see what you feel like when you cum with me inside your pussy."

"He wants us to cum. Is that the same as an orgasm?"

"Why do you have to talk so much Bunny?"

"Cause Harvey never gives me enough time to talk while we're having sex."

"I have a feeling Harvey puts a sock in your mouth."

"Kinky!"

"Troy!" Lisa squealed and quivered.

Troy sped up and shortened his strokes inside her.

"Cum for me, Leese. Cum on my cock inside you!"

"Me too!" Bunny squeaked and Lisa could almost feel her shiver.

Lisa arched her back and shook.

"Pleeeeeease cum Troy!"

Lisa bit her lip and covered her mouth, and Bunny squealed and squeaked and made noises Lisa had no words for.

Lisa hoped they wouldn't wake their parents.

Troy stopped, buried inside his sister, and rode out her orgasm.

"Holy fucking Christ, Troy is a God damn super stud!" Bunny gasped between labored breaths.

"Don't stop Troy. Fuck me. I need you to cum. I need you to cum!"

"Ditto. Tell him I said so."

"He doesn't know about you... won't know about you."

"Bitch. The ultimate in anonymous sex."

"Tell me if I hurt you, Leese," Troy instructed and began thrusting hard and fast into Lisa's pussy.

"Yes... yes... Troy..."

"Pretty please, with your cherry on top!" Bunny giggle-groaned.

"Do I... need to pull... out?" Troy groaned through his own ragged breathing.

"No, no... we're safe."

Lisa felt proud of her brother, taking charge of their birth control, even if was barely in time.

"We're safe," Bunny mimicked Lisa.

"Cum in me. I want your cum."

"We're safe," Bunny repeated urgently like she wanted to make sure everybody knew.

"Cum in me Troy!"

"If not for her, for me! Nobody but Harvey ever came in me, and he doesn't even count anymore!"

"He can't hear you."

"What the ever loving ever! " Bunny screeched and wailed and Lisa arched her back again and came like a freight train.

"Troy... please cum!"

"I..." Troy grunted and thrust into Lisa hard enough she felt a jolt of pain in her leg, even through the ecstacy of her orgasm.

Lisa felt her womb fill with hot cum and the heat felt like it filled her belly all the way to her chin.

"Troy..." Lisa and Bunny groaned in unison.

"Leese, I love you."

"I feel his cum inside me," Bunny whimpered, "and it's so much, too much. It's gonna run out!"

Troy continued to cum into their wombs. Lisa lost count of jerks, and time, and maybe her own soul.

On good days David jerked twice. Troy tripled that, or more.

Troy collapsed onto Lisa. She could feel both their heart beats.

"Blessed Mary, Jesus, and Jehovah! That was the best fucking sex I ever had, even in my dreams!" Bunny groaned, then rolled over to lie beside Lisa.

To Lisa, she seemed to have been lying exactly where Lisa did before she rolled over.

"You dream?"

Lisa didn't know why that would surprise her.

"No, but if I did..."

Troy leaned over onto his side on the other side of Lisa.

"Leese, wow. Just wow. Is sex always that good?"

"I don't think so. It's never been that good for me before."

"Me either, but I think rabbit sex is a completely different game."

"I don't even want to know if anybody is better than you. My sister can be my first and the best forever."

Lisa didn't know if she could justify wanting her brother to herself, no matter how much that's exactly what she wanted, but she couldn't imagine a great guy, eighteen year-old forever being satisfied with a woman nine years older.

She'd need to work really hard to keep him happy. She could probably do that. She didn't think trying her best was out of reach when a man like Troy was on the line.

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but you need to make him go back to his room now that he fucked us. Our parents can't find out you're taking advantage of your much younger brother."

Lisa nodded. She hadn't thought of that.

"Troy?"

"Mmmmhmm?"

He already sounded groggy. At least he was hugged up on her side like he intended to cuddle after sex.

"You need to go to your own bed so Mom and Dad don't find out we're having sex."

"Mmmm, yeah. You used the present perfect tense. That wasn't a one night stand?"

"That was the first of innumerable, one night, one afternoon, one weekend, one morning stands. I love doing it with you, Troy, but I can't officially be your girlfriend, lover, significant other, and definitely not your fuck buddy or booty call. If we, you and me together or separately, can get that piece of amazing meat between your legs to stand, we're having one or two of the stands listed above."

"You know he stands up anytime I think about you?"

"Such a sweet talker. I'd never have thought you could talk me out of my panties."

"Liar," Bunny cut in.

"Shut it Rabbit. I'm trying to get us laid again."

"You're in danger of that happening?" Troy asked and looked a little surprised.

Lisa reached between them and ran a manicured nail from the base of his limp cock to, and over the tip.

"I hoped so, but seems it would be pointless."

"Yeah, um, you masturbated me, then we, um..."

"Fucked fucked fucked! Say it! I know you want to! You two. I swear."

"I know you do, but what about me?"

"I'm working on you, but I can't seem to get through to him."

"He's the lucky one."

"I love you Lisa, in spite of how fucking rude you are to me. My Union Rep is gonna hear about this though."

"We fucked? You can say that about what you just did with me."

"It was more than just, um, that. It was to me anyway."

"Poor guy. He's in love with you, but I'll kick your ass if you break his heart 'cause I love him."

"Yeah. I told you he's the lucky one.

"Don't worry little brother. We're going to be fucking alot, and it's all about love."

"The more the merrier, love and fucking," Bunny giggled.

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Lisa wondered if Bunny had her own wet spot, and if not, if she could be talked into sleeping in Lisa's.

Troy went back to his own room and Bunny had been uncharacteristically quiet since.

"You awake?" Lisa whispered.

"Yup. I'm waiting for my heart rate to go back to normal and this wet spot to dry before I can sleep."

That answered Lisa's question, or one of them anyway.

"I really want a shower, but that's too much work for me, in my condition."

"Do you mean full to overflowing with your brother's... um? Do we call it cum? The stuff leaking out of us? Is that called cum?"

"Yeah, it's cum."

"So he cums, and puts cum inside us? That's weird. Like if he peed instead, would we call what came out..."

Bunny got quiet again, and Lisa laughed at her.

"It is, isn't it? When you pee, pee comes out," Bunny sighed. "Do you usually always get stupid after getting fucked?"

"Until today, I haven't been fucked good enough to be stupid afterwards," Lisa admitted. "I think it's called getting your brains fucked out."

"Our brains came out?" Bunny gasped.

"No," Lisa laughed, "we just might act like they did."

"Oh good. I mean, I mostly just depend on yours, but if yours came out, we'd be in deep dog shit."

"I think we might be fine by morning. Don't worry too much about it, but I feel sorry for you if you have to depend on my brain."

"So we're not going to try to get Troy to talk you out of your panties in the morning and fuck our brains out again? I'm a rabbit, and thirty minutes between sex is just too long sometimes."

"Troy may not be able to keep you satisfied, Bunny. Sorry."

"He does satisfy me, temporarily, though. I doubt anyone else will ever be able to accomplish that again."

"Poor Harvey."

"Don't worry about Harvey. We're rabbits; we aren't monogamous. He's so good-looking, he gets plenty."

"What about you? Do you get plenty too?"

"I don't know. Honestly, I can only remember your brother, but I'm thinking I've only been with Harvey and your brother."

Lisa laughed hard.

"Which part of 'brains fucked out' confuses you?" Bunny whispered.

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A tongue, in her mouth, exploring her teeth and the inside of her cheeks, woke Lisa up.

Certain it wasn't hers, she almost clamped down on it with her teeth, thinking it had to be Bunny's and hers had no business being in Lisa's mouth.

"Mmmm," she mumbled and squeezed a hand between her face and the one invading her mouth, then palm-pushed it away from her.

"Rude," Bunny grumbled next to her, and she opened her eyes to discover Troy with her hand plastered to his face.

"I wish he woke me up with a kiss like that."

"Morning breath," Lisa mumbled and covered her own mouth instead of her brother's.

"It's no worse than mine," Troy grinned at her.

"That's what I was talking about."

She wasn't really complaining, and hoped the arms around his neck and her tongue in his mouth made that clear.

"Get a room," Bunny grumbled next to Lisa.

"You're no morning person either, Bunny."

Lisa relaxed and leaned away from Troy.

"Wow," Troy whispered.

"Where are Mom and Dad?"

"Who fucking cares? Drag him under the covers and rip his clothes off! Your panties are still off from last night, so he doesn't need to talk you out of them."

"Church. They'll be gone for at least three hours."

"So you're thinking you're here for a second act of our little skit we put on last night?"

"You've got to be fucking kidding!" Bunny screamed and jumped up and down on the bed.

"I thought it was at least a three act play," Troy laughed.

"Troy, Troy, Troy... I'm not complaining, and for a first time, our first time, it was absolutely wonderful, but that was just a little taste."

Lisa hoped her words could be true. She always imagined there'd be some man somewhere who could really make love to her all night like the easy girls at work brag about.

Troy showed promise with that. He gave her a few orgasms before he finished and it was his very first time having sex. Only one guy accomplished even one for her before, and that was only once and about a tenth as good as either of the orgasms Troy gave her with his dick. He gave her one with his mouth and fingers, too.

"I really liked a little taste then."

Lisa wondered if she could train Troy to cum more than twice before he had to rest by trying to give him more orgasms in a short period of time. She could try, and it would be fun even if it didn't work.

"I thought my head was going to explode it lasted so long, and that was before he even put his cock inside us."

"You're a rabbit; David would feel like all night to you."

"That's true..." Bunny giggled.

"I loved, loved, loved you inside me, but it's not just about you putting that big cock inside me, Troy."

"I know, but you seemed like you were ready after I, um, ate... licked..."

"I was ready. Last night was perfect Troy, but this morning, I want a bath, shower... bath I guess. I want absolutely nothing before that."

"I can't even think about imagining that."

"You're a rabbit. You bathe in dirt."

"I'm a sophisticated, human-sized rabbit. We use water."

"Do you want me to come back after your bath then?"

"Please please please. You want him. I mean to come back."

"No, Troy."

"Mother fuck," Bunny grumbled under her breath

""But they're... are you sorry we did that last night?"

Lisa swept the blankets off her.

"You were all about helping me yesterday. Don't you want to help me this morning?"

She hadn't bothered with putting her pajamas on after her brother made love to her.

"Ummm," Troy groaned and stared.

"Great!" Bunny complained. "You broke him! You always broke our toys when we were kids. You'd think you would outgrow that at some point."

"He's my brother. He's not a toy."

"We can love all of him, but..."

Bunny reached across Lisa and pointed at the tent in Troy's shorts, "when he's that hard, that part is definitely meant to be played with."

"Then he's not broke."

"Maybe just all of him but that part is broke."

"Troy? Can you help me take a bath?"

Troy nodded, without changing any of his expression, not even blinking.

Lisa sat up, moved her good leg off the bed, then used both hands to move the other.

Two hands rose and molded around her breasts.

"Troy?"

"They're amazing. So soft and firm. So big, so beautiful."

She looked in his eyes, but they focused between her open legs.

She put her hands on his hips and pulled him forward between her legs.

His cock shifted and fell out of his shorts. Its proximity to her face exponentially increased the likelihood of it accidentally going in her mouth and preventing her from getting her bath before anything else.

"Help me up Troy."

"Why do I want you to put him in your mouth?"

"Because that's what I want to do."

"But why?"

"Just wait. I'm gonna show you eventually. Instant gratification isn't always best."

"Says nobody... ever ."

Troy bent down a little and he lifted Lisa up by her waist.

Lisa crossed her wrists behind his neck and pulled him down into a kiss.

"Mmmmhmm," Lisa and Bunny moaned together.

Troy's cock throbbed and twitched against Lisa's belly so she pulled away.

She moved one arm under his, across his back and that hand hooked on the back of his shoulder.

"Put your arm around my waist and help me to the bathroom."

He reached for his exposed cock, and Lisa assumed he meant to put it back inside his shorts.

"Leave it out. I want something to look at."

Bunny wrapped her hand around it and stroked up and down slowly.

"Good damn, Lisa! This thing is magic."

"Imagine it in your mouth instead of hands."

"Mmhmmmm," Bunny moaned. "I thought you were going to show me."

"We have to go in the hall to get to the bathroom," Troy mumbled.

"Nobody is home. I'm the only one that can see your cock hanging out, and you're the only one who can see me naked."

"I'm getting an eyeful... and handful, too."

"You don't count."

"Rude, but you don't count because, well, I'm getting an eyeful and handful."

Lisa guided the three of them out, down the hall and into the bathroom.

Lisa directed Troy to put the stool, obviously a medical device made mostly of plastic, in the tub, while she leaned against the sink with her butt.

Mom, probably, like the shower stool, had arranged a pile of large, rectangular bandages on the countertop, and she picked up one of them and peeled the paper backing off.

She hadn't wanted to look at her leg. She liked her long, graceful, shapely legs, and didn't really want to face the possibility she may never be able show them off again.

She sighed.

"It's not so bad," Bunny whispered.

It was though, in Lisa's opinion.

A red line, eight or nine inches long, perfectly straight with evenly spaced staples about every half inch, started just above her knee, not on the front of her thigh, not on the side but halfway between. About the mid point of that line, another line, not even close to being straight, branched off and zigzagged three or four inches toward the front of her thigh and had been stitched closed.

"You still have great legs, Leese."

"I don't care," Lisa whimpered and tried hard to choke down the tears filling her eyes.

"The important thing is you're alive," Troy tried, but didn't succeed in consoling her.

"He's right. Nobody will even be able to see it when it heals. That's why you need beautiful fur like mine."

"Liar. I can never wear short skirts again."

"I never wear them, and I'm fine and sexy still."

"Fur that doesn't even cover your nipples can't help being sexy."

"My nipples are one of my best features!" Bunny exclaimed, then tweaked both nipples. "Nipples, legs, butt, boobs, and gorgeous face, eyes, and lips, are just some of my best features."

"Can one of you just put this on for me? I can't get it wet yet."

"Lisa!" Bunny gasped.

"One of who?" Troy asked, his confusion obvious in his voice and on his face. "There's only you and me here."

"Just put it on for me, Troy."

"Smooth move, MiraLax," Bunny giggled. "That didn't even come close to recovering. I thought he was never going to know about me."

"It's the drugs," she lied, mostly to Troy.

"Of course I can put it on for you since I get to feel on your beautiful legs," Troy chuckled.

"That was a close one. You're right, he shouldn't ever know about me. Mostly because you'd be jealous the first time he asks if he gets to fuck me while he fucks you, or God forbid, if he wanted to fuck just me without you. It could happen. He said I could be his girlfriend."

"Thanks, Troy," Lisa told Troy with a giggle to hide she had to giggle at her being jealous of Bunny.

Once Troy got her bandage firmly affixed, double, triple, quadruple checked and rechecked, he helped her to the tub and eagerly helped swing her legs into the tub, he started to pull his shorts down.

"No, Troy. Leave them on. We're just getting me clean finally."

"Okay, but I thought you might want to have something to look at while I wash you."

"Let him get naked so I have something to do while you're busy, or getting busy."

"I do like how you look naked," Lisa giggled.

Lisa turned on the water and held her good foot under it to test the temperature and Troy quickly got naked.

"It's not even weird being naked together."

"Some people would call it that, Troy."

"Not me."

"I love it!" Bunny giggled while she ran both hands the length of Troy's hard cock.

"You're such a nympho, Bunny."

"Is it even a nympho if I'm just a nympho for your brother?"

"So you remember now if you've been with anybody but Harvey and Troy?"

"Rabbits aren't monogamous, but maybe human-sized PESC rabbits are mostly."

"You said Harvey gets plenty."

"He's not a PESC. There are other kinds of parasocials, and he's one of those. He gets to decide who can and can't see him and being even a little emotionally supportive isn't really in his wheel house."

"What about Mister Ed? Have you been with him?"

"I wish! I mean he's hung like a... um, well, horse. Obviously."

Troy got on his knees outside the tub next to Lisa and lathered up his hands with soap.

"Close your eyes, Leese."

"Oh good! I get some privacy with your brother!"

Lisa felt somebody get inside the tub with her as Troy gently moved his soapy hands around her face.

"I'm wet! I'm wet!" Bunny giggled and Lisa heard, and felt water splashing around her.

"It's about time. You were getting a little stinky."

"That was you!"

Troy used the shower head and one hand to rinse off Lisa's face. The water warmed her chest and shoulders and belly and legs as it ran down and off her.

She pushed the water out of her eyes and opened them.

She glanced quickly around the room, and she and Troy were alone.

Troy used the bar of soap and lathered her shoulders, then breasts, then armpits, then breasts, then belly, then breasts, then arms, then breasts.

"I think he likes our titties," Bunny whispered.

"Mmhmmmm," Lisa sighed. "Where are you?"

"I love your breasts, Leese."

"I'm with you."

"I love how gentle your are. Do all of me just like that."

Troy leaned inside the tub and slowly lifted underneath her foot on her bad leg.

"Is this okay?" he whispered.

Since she didn't need to do any of the work, and he went slow, her leg barely hurt from the movement.

"Yeah," she whispered back. She didn't even care that her knees rested on opposite sides of the tub and Troy's head was between them.

Troy soaped up her foot, worked between each toe, along her sole and a little up her ankle, then lowered her foot.

Lisa smiled each time his eyes went from what his hands were doing to her pussy. She wondered if he could see her moisture gathering.

"You're quiet," she whispered.

"I'm holding my breath for what happens next," Bunny replied.

"Where are you?"

"I'm with you."

Lisa wanted to discuss what exactly 'with you' means to Bunny, but Troy had moved from her feet to her lower leg and up. He had almost finished with her thighs.

"Leese, if you like leaned over my shoulder and put your weight on my back, I can lift you up and get your... um, backside, without you needing to stand up."

"Oh yeah! Rub those massive titties on his bare back! Our nipples will love that!" Bunny squealed.

"I don't know, Troy. I weigh..."

Troy leaned his shoulder against her flat belly, wrapped his arms around her thighs, and lifted with his knees.

"About one thirty-five," he grunted, but didn't wobble under her weight.

"I wish," she giggled. She would let him think what he wanted. She thought she could get down to that weight, but knew her boobs, butt and hips would need to be sacrificed, and those parts of her got too much attention to be sacrificed like that.

Lisa rubbed her breasts side to side on her brother's bare back, and really enjoyed the sensation.

"Wow... I was right!"

"Shush, Bunny."

"Shush yourself! This feels too good to be quiet."

Troy caressed the back of one thigh with the soap, and up over and all around that expansive butt cheek, then down, all the way down inside her crack.

"Oh fuck! He's making me so horny with his hands in there!"

"Shush. Just enjoy it in silence."

"Don't shush me!"

Troy put the soap down and really seemed to concentrate on his bare hand lathering her cheek and inside her crack to clean every little spot before he switched to the other side and repeated.

He got both hands involved, lathering both cheeks in unison, then his fingers slid between and spread them.

"I think your brother's goal is to touch all, totally and completely, every single bit of skin you own."

"Are you complaining?"

"Not in the slightest, littlest bit."

Troy rinsed her butt, all of it, with the showerhead and his bare hands, and spent way more time on it than necessary.

He put her back down on the stool, and she slid forward until she sat at the front of it and made sure her legs spread as wide as they could in the tub.

"Which do you like most, Troy? Butt or boobs?"

"Mmhmm, yeah, among other parts" Troy mumbled, then reached for the soap.

"The best for last," Bunny and Lisa whispered together.

"The best for last," Troy repeated and used the soap on the outside of her hips, then across her belly. He immediately lathered all of that up with his bare hands, and dragged his fingers through her landingstrip.

Lisa grabbed his wrists to stop him.

"No soap below, umm, between my legs. You can wash... it... me there, but just water and your hands and fingers."

"Oh yeah, I love his fingers inside us," Bunny moaned.

Troy rinsed the soap off her hips and belly, then sprayed between her legs.

"We're already wet."

"Not the same kind of wet."

"You're a natural blond then?" Troy asked while he sprayed with one hand and rubbed up and down slowly between her legs.

"Mmmhmm."

His middle finger parted her lips and slipped between them, over her clit and across her opening.

"Why do you shave?"

"I, umm, wax," Lisa moaned.

"Some of your pictures you didn't. I always imagined you with hair on your pussy. Those were my favorite pictures.

"It's so light and thin. Why bother when guys like bald pussies to lick."

"Pfft, like anybody ever did that before your brother."

"Thanks for reminding me, Bunny."

"I don't know, but I always imagined you with hair when I... ummm," Troy tried to explain.

"Did you masturbate to my pictures, Troy?"

"You know he did!"

"Umm, Leese, I couldn't not . Sorry."

"I told you! I told you!"

"I'm glad I could make you feel good, Troy. If you think you'll like me more with hair, I'll stop waxing and never do it again unless you tell me to."

"I'm not sure anything could make me want you more, but I wouldn't mind if you weren't bald."

A finger slid easily inside her until her brother's palm came to rest against her pussy.

"Mmmhmmm, Troy. I'll never wax again if you promise to do that every fucking day!"

"Another one! Another one! Put two inside us!" Bunny groaned.

"Slow is good. Switch to human mode instead of rabbit mode."

"You're right. I love human sex."

Troy reached between Lisa's legs with his other hand and flicked her clit with a finger tip.

"Mmmm, rub it. Then flick it, then rub it," Lisa moaned. "Slow, Troy."

Troy got up without either hand stopping, then stepped into the tub and got on his knees.

"You forgot 'lick it'," Bunny moaned.

Troy leaned forward and sucked her clit into his mouth and rubbed across her with the tip of his tongue.

"Troy... Troy, how do you know how to do this so perfect?"

She regretted her question immediately because he stopped.

"I googled 'how do you eat pussy to make a woman have multiple orgasms'."

"Good looks, brains, big cock, and does his homework! He's the perfect fucking man!"

"Finally you said something useful," Lisa giggled.

Troy resumed with licks from her clit to his finger slowly thrusting in and out of her, then put another finger inside her.

"I'm gonna orgasm... cum," Bunny growled.

"Faster Troy! We're... I'm gonna cum!"

"Cum for me Leese," Troy whispered quickly with barely a pause.

"We love you, Troy." Bunny gasped.

"I love you, Troy."

"Don't pretend like I'm not here."

"You're not!"

"Am fucking too! Fuckkkkk!"

Lisa grabbed the back of Troy's head and pulled him hard against her, quivered, tried to raise herself off the seat, and her orgasm exploded through her entire body.

Troy slowed his fingers and tongue in time with the tremors coursing through Lisa and Bunny.

"Troy... that's..."

Troy sucked her clit into his mouth and lashed across her with his tongue and his fingers plunged inside her and began pumping.

"Gaaaaaahhhhhhdddddddd," Bunny wailed. Lisa squeaked, actually squeaked, and her orgasm rose to a crescendo.

"Troy Troy Troy," Lisa and Bunny panted together.

Lisa pushed Troy away from her for relief, and he sat back on his butt and grinned up at his sister.

Lisa wanted to just collapse, but knew that would really hurt her leg, so she did her best to just not wobble, but probably failed.

"Son of a mother fucking..."

"Rabbit!" Lisa huffed, "don't be calling Mom names!"

"Was that good enough for my beautiful big sister? What do I need to do to improve?"

"Oh geeze, I don't know, maybe do it so I don't think I'm going to fucking die ?"

"You know you'd die happy if you did die, so just clamp it shut, Rabbit."

"Someday you're going to treat me like a human."

"Doubt it. You're not."

"Rude."

"Troy, my God you're great at that."

"You like it?" he beamed at her.

"We fucking love it more than life itself!"

"I love it. You don't need to change anything."

"Not thinking I'm about to die would be nice."

"You not being a spoiled diva would be nice too, but I doubt that's gonna happen either."

"When he kills us doing that, don't come running to me for emotional support!"

Lisa grabbed his hard, wet erection and guided him to his feet.

"How long does it take you to recover from cumming?" she grinned up at him.

"What, umm, I don't know."

"You've never cum from one of my pictures, but then found another that you wanted to cum with?"

"There are so many that have made me cum so many times."

"So how long after you cum before you're hard and ready to cum again?"

She didn't need to lean very far to touch his head with the tip of her tongue. Her grin didn't change as she ran it around him in a slow circle.

"Oh, um... maybe not very long."

"He is very long and thick too. Are we putting him in our mouth or pussy?"

"Shhhh Bunny," Lisa murmured before taking his head in her mouth.

"You suck, Leese?" he moaned breathlessly.

"I suck, Troy, and I'm very good at it," Lisa and Bunny moaned together.

Lisa sucked hard and let him pop out of her mouth.

Her tongue slid under him and she used both hands on his butt cheeks to pull him forward until she choked.

"Leese... gosh," he moaned and grabbed handfuls of her hair on the sides of her head.

Lisa quickly grabbed one of his wrists as she pulled herself off him.

"Not my hair Troy..."

"Sorry Leese. No hair pulling. Got it."

""I love hair pulling, but only after my head heals."

"What the fuck? You like hair pulling? Since when?"

"Since my brother wants to pull my hair."

"Oh, sorry Leese, I forgot."

"You can put your hands on my head, and pull me down on your cock and choke me. Just don't use my hair yet."

"Seriously?"

"Shut up Bunny. I know you wanna choke on him."

"At least tell him he can say 'fuck, damn, shit' and any other curse words. At least while we're having sex. Cussing while fucking us is so fucking hot."

Troy followed her instructions, and thrust into her throat and she and Bunny choked in unison.

She would save the cussing during sex lesson for later since she completely agreed with Bunny about how hot it is.

Lisa pushed her brother away, out of her mouth.

"I need to breathe. In and out. Pretend my mouth is a pussy," she gasped.

"Is this what they mean by face fucking?"

"Mmhmmmm," she moaned through a mouthful of cock. "For being a fuck bunny, you sure have lots of questions about fucking."

Troy thrust slowly in and out of her mouth, and she choked a little each time.

"Is he really going to treat our face like a pussy? Is he going to cum in our mouth?"

"Mmhmmmm," was all she could respond.

"It's not like toxic or anything?"

Lisa pushed Troy away from her and licked him from base to tip along the thick bulge on the bottom of his cock

"Shit Leese!"

"You're gonna love his cum in our mouth."

She continued licking along, around, up and down, then quickly swallowed him until her nose touched his belly.

She choked hard, but held him wedged into her throat.

No man had ever choked her, but not because she wouldn't let them, they just wouldn't reach.

Her head slowly began bobbing, then picked up speed. Soon her nose bumped his belly and her lips almost left his head in rapid succession.

"Leese, I'm going to cum."

"Mmhmmmm," she moaned as he hit the back of her throat.

"Leeeeeeesssse."

His butt cheeks tightened in her grip and his legs quivered.

She bobbed and sucked harder.

His hands pushed him into her throat.

"Mmmmmmmmm," she hummed around him.

His hips thrust forward and jerked.

Cum filled her mouth and ran down her throat.

She pushed him away just enough to let jet after jet of cum explode into her mouth.

She swallowed as fast as she could, but felt his seed dribble out both sides of her mouth and off her chin.

She opened her mouth wide and gulped a deep breath while he shot a few more times onto her mouth, then closed her mouth around him and swallowed again, then again.

Troy's body jerked again, then a few seconds passed before he jerked again and his knees almost gave out under him.

"Good damn, Lisa! That was the best thing I've ever done!" Bunny wheezed then literally fell off the stool onto the bottom of the tub.

Lisa swallowed again, then used a finger and thumb to squeeze her brother from base to frenulum. A gob of cum dropped onto her tongue and she slowly moved her thumb firmly along the bottom of his shaft again.

"I think you got everything, Leese," Troy murmured.

She completely released her brother.

Bunny didn't move except for her chest dragging in as much air into her lungs as she could.

"Did I cum from that?"

"I don't think so Bunny. Maybe you just really liked it."

"I'm such a cock sucker all of a sudden. He's delish. I could do that a few dozen times a day "

"Told you. Good thing you have human teeth. Rabbit teeth would really hamper sucking dick."

"Just goes to show I'm made to suck human dick!"

"If you felt even half as good from me eating your pussy as I did from you sucking my cock..."

"Am I a good little cock sucker, Troy?"

"Nobody ever sucked me before, so, you're the best and only cock sucker I'll ever want."

"It's so hard to believe you've never done anything with anybody else, Troy. I mean you're such a sexy man, you must have had girls throwing themselves at you left and right."

"I'm too fucking tired to even comment."

"Even when you can't comment, you comment. The first step in fixing a problem is admitting you have one."

"It's my nature. Deal with it 'cause I have no reason to change."

"Girls throw themselves at me all the time," Troy chuckled sarcastically, "but none have ever come close to meeting the standard you set for me. Only you can do that. I told you, I'm picky."

"You don't have to compliment me to get in my pants, Troy. You had me from 'Is this the damsel in distress's room'."

"That's not why I compliment you, Leese," he laughed. "I just hoped you'd want me in your pants because I'm such a smooth talker and look too good to pass up."

"Told you."

"Shush, Bunny. He wants in our pants, and I'm planning on letting him as soon as we can get him in bed and hard."

"I'm getting lucky again!"

####

The situation seemed so surreal to Lisa. Her naked brother had his arm around her, helping her slowly make her way back to her bedroom and she didn't have a stitch of clothes on either.

A six foot, very shapely rabbit danced around them in circles singing "I'm getting lucky!" and Lisa's arousal dampened her entire crotch in anticipation.

"Can you just calm down, Bunny?"

"No, I don't think I can."

She flipped Troy's cock with a finger on her way by.

"Nope. I can't."

"You okay, Leese?"

"We're almost there. I'm ready to sit down."

"Get laid, you mean."

"Patience, Grasshopper."

"That's, um, rude, I think, maybe. Are you saying I jump like a grasshopper? That's for outside - low ceilings, ya know?"

"We're here," Troy announced and helped Lisa sit on her bed.

"Thank you for helping me take a bath."

"That was fun," Troy laughed.

"More fun than a brother and sister should admit having to anybody," Lisa laughed. "I wouldn't mind having that kind of personal service now and then."

"I wouldn't mind giving... getting too, if you wouldn't mind."

"We would love to let our fingers do the washing whenever you're up for it!"

"Easy girl... I mean take it easy and you are easy."

"I'm no hoe!"

"Only because he doesn't pay you."

"Remember, you and I are exactly the same."

"I never claimed to not be a hoe, but he could pay me if he wanted to, but you have no pockets."

"That's not fair, but I don't believe you wouldn't let him use our mouth or pussy whenever, however, wherever."

Lisa pulled her legs up on the bed and relaxed. She made sure her legs weren't even a little close together.

"What can I do to get you ready to love on me, Troy?"

"I don't know what you mean," he told her with a coy grin.

"Prick," Bunny growled.

"He's trying to play hard to get. Shut up, rabbit. Let me play with getting him hard.

"I'm not too good to beg, Troy. I want to make love before Mom and Dad get home. What would make you hard enough to put your cock in me?"

"Simp."

"Rabbit."

"Wow! Super rude!"

Troy's cock twitched, and Lisa tried not to giggle.

"I'm already naked, lying on my bed with my legs spread for you. Am I just not pretty enough?"

"I don't know Leese. Maybe I'm just tired. I didn't get enough sleep last night."

Troy couldn't hide his grin.

"What's going on with you two?"

"Have you been doing somebody else behind my back?"

"It's so hard to remember, Leese."

She reached toward Troy and he moved closer.

"This has been going in and out of some other slut's cunt?" Lisa whispered and she gave his almost hard cock a slow pump.

"No! God damn it, it has not !"

Lisa needed to really concentrate to not laugh at Bunny.

"I don't know. Whoever I was with last night felt new to me. To somebody who gets it so often, it's hard to keep up."

""It is hard. Can I see if I can keep it up? Long enough to fill me with cum... again?" Lisa giggled. Her brother's rock hard cock flexed in her hand and she tugged him toward her.

"I give up," Bunny groaned, then rolled into Lisa and disappeared.

"I'm with you. Put your brother's perfect cock inside us."

Troy put one knee between Lisa's spread legs, grabbed his cock and guided it toward her.

"Fuck us Troy," Bunny whispered.

"You're not going to use that on anybody else, are you?" Lisa asked almost silently and watched his eyes move from her crotch to her eyes.

"As long as you want me, it's all yours. I promise."

He pushed between her lips and inside her.

"Troy... you're so big."

"You're so tight, Leese."

"I love how gentle you are with me, Troy. How can a man be so loving with his sister?"

"How could I be anything else with somebody I love like you?"

He bottomed out and reversed as slowly as he'd entered her.

"I could get used to this."

"I can let you get used to it as long as you won't get bored with it."

Troy thrust into his sister a little faster.

"Never," she groaned.

"Fuck it all! I'll never get bored with human sex!"

"Shush. I almost forgot you were here, Bunny."

"I was busy getting fucked like a human. At least your brother treats me like a human."

"He doesn't even know you're almost real.

"I'm sorry if I'm boring, Troy."

"For the love of fucking! What the hell are you talking about? He's got his dick inside the two most beautiful creatures and you're talking about boring! Has your brain already come out?"

"It's not even possible for you to be boring, Leese."

"I love missionary..." Lisa groaned, "but I'm usually more of, ummm, a cowgirl kinda girl, and doggy and reverse cowgirl and against a wall and in your lap, and bent over a desk or table..."

Troy didn't stop, but slowed down considerably and laughed.

"What? No rabbit position?"

"I've never even heard of rabbit position, Bunny."

"We get on our belly and he mounts us, on top of us, and bites the back of our neck then he passes out after two strokes inside us and we get pregnant."

"I think I may love you even more than before Leese."

"It's gonna be a while before I can, you know, fuck you other than on my back."

Troy pulled out and grinned at Lisa.

"Can you roll over?"

"Rabbit?" Bunny giggled.

"I can roll over, but I can't get on my knees, Troy."

"Just lay on your stomach. Trust me, Leese, I've seen it on the Internet."

"My beautiful baby brother had to resort to porn to satisfy him. That makes me sad."

"I always imagined they were you and me doing it."

Lisa grimaced when she slowly rolled over. Her leg hurt a little until she got situated on her stomach.

Troy swung a leg across her butt with both her legs between his.

"Let me spread my legs for you Troy."

"No need. This is how you do it."

"Troy, please not in that hole," Lisa whined.

"I don't want to waste my time in the wrong hole when a perfectly good right hole is right there and available."

Troy leaned forward and leaned on one arm.

Lisa felt Troy, long and hard, slide through her crack and she tightened every muscle in her body.

"Troy..."

She felt his fist squeeze between her legs and his head slide around her entrance.

"Relax, Leese. I hope this will feel as good as it looks to me. Your butt is so fantastic."

"This is how you do Bunny Rabbit position!" Bunny giggled when Troy's head squeezed into their pussy.

"Oh my God, Troy. You feel so huge," Lisa gasped.

"You're so tight like this," he groaned and slowly filled her completely and immediately withdrew.

Lisa wanted to point out that only a diva would name a sexual position after herself, but couldn't concentrate enough with her brother's cock working its way slowly back inside her.

"Rabbit sex never felt this good even in Bunny Rabbit position."

Lisa kind of hoped the next to last step in Bunny's description didn't actually happen, and definitely knew the very last step wouldn't happen. Her birth control ring would prevent that.

""Troy... Troy, I'm so glad we're safe so you can fill me with your cum."

"We're safe. We're safe," Bunny moaned.

The thought to wonder why Bunny even worried about her being safe for unprotected sex crossed her mind, but only briefly.

Troy's thrusts into her grew stronger and faster, and Lisa and Bunny moaned in rhythm.

Bunny started throwing a squeak in with each moan.

Troy's hand grasped his sister's butt, a cheek in each hand, squeezed, then pulled them apart.

"Troy! Look at our butthole!" Bunny squealed.

"Do you mind if I, um, play with your butthole Leese?"

"No," Lisa groaned.

"Let him! Let him!"

"I don't mind at all," Lisa finished.

"Ohhhhh, we're butthole people,"

"Troy and I are. You're a butthole,

rabbit."

"That sounded almost like you're calling me a butthole," Bunny giggled between moans and squeaks.

"Nothing almost about it."

"Rude."

Troy spread her cheeks with his fingers in her crack without slowing his thrusts into her pussy.

Something wet landed directly on her puckered hole and a finger pushed against her. It wiggled, then squeezed inside her.

She was surprised, pleasantly, at the sensation.

"Ohhhhh, I like it. I am a butthole rabbit."

"Troy, how did you know that would feel so good." Lisa panted.

"I saw it on the Internet..."

"Troy, you don't need the Internet. Let me teach you."

"I have so much I want to try with you Leese."

"Will you two just shut up and fuck! Jesus!"

Lisa hand squeezed under her, between her legs, and played with her clit.

"I love this Troy."

She wanted to kiss him.

"Bite us, Troy!"

"Bite my neck." Lisa groaned.

Lisa squeezed her butt cheeks together around Troy's hand, and he pushed that finger in further.

"Please bite us," Bunny almost wept.

"Yes yes yes Troy. Bite my neck!"

Troy's finger pushed even further inside Lisa when he leaned forward and pressed his body against her back. His thrusts slowed, but increased in force.

He swept her hair to the side and he nipped at the soft flesh on the side of her neck.

"The back," Lisa and Bunny moaned together.

"I'm... I'm gonna cum, Troy," Bunny growled with Lisa when his teeth raked along the points of her neck bones.

Troy's teeth bit down on the pinch of skin he'd gotten between them.

"Fuck fuck... Troy!" Bunny screamed but Lisa moaned and growled while she bit down hard on the mattress beneath her.

Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her, and Troy jerked above her and her insides filled with warmth.

"Fill us up Troy! I love your cum," Lisa yelped out.

Lisa's head swam while Bunny purred into her ears, both of them.

Eventually, it seemed like hours, Troy quit jerking inside her, and just lay still on top of her.

"I, um, didn't think that would happen with human sex," Bunny mumbled.

"Are you okay, Bunny?"

"I, um... nothing. I'm fine. Perfect really. Your brother is a real fucker, that's for sure."

"Troy, I would kill for a kiss right about now."

He slid off her and kissed her. She couldn't put much effort into lifting her face off the bed, but it still made her happy.

Bunny rubbed her face on the back of Lisa's head, and Lisa turned her face and their foreheads bumped.

"You're the best human a rabbit could hope for."

"Only because I have a hot brother who fucks our brains out?"

"That's a fringe benefit," Bunny giggled. "I'm your Bunny with benefits."

"More like Troy's Bunny with benefits."

Lisa looked back at Troy. His eyes were closed and he was still breathing hard.

"Did this old woman wear you out?"

"Was that you? I think sex is about twice as much work as I thought it would be. Maybe I'm just trying to make you twice as happy as anybody else ever did so you won't ever want anybody else."

"That's all me," Bunny giggled.

"More likely you'll realize I'm not a little girl anymore and you'll want to find somebody without cellulite or saggy tits, and a tight coochie."

Troy ran his palm over the back of Lisa's bare thigh, from knee to butt.

"Your legs are perfect, Lisa."

His fingers slipped between her legs and into her pussy, still overflowing with cum.

"Your pussy does leak a little at times, but I take the responsibility for that, and your tits are about the least saggy possible for such nice, more than a mouthful tits."

""But what about my lips, eyes, hands and tiny, little belly? Are those perfect too?"

"He's talking to me, Bunny. Shut it."

Lisa noticed, for the first time, that Bunny never talks about her nose.

Lisa thought Bunny's nose was simply adorable, even for a rabbit nose.

"I just want to feel good about the way I look. I'm insecure."

"You're about as insecure as Fort Knox."

"I just want him to tell me I look good too."

"He told you you're pretty enough to be his girlfriend instead of..."

"Don't even say that cunt's name!"

"Jessica Rabbit, your sister-in-law, and she's the prettiest woman cartoon ever."

"I am prettier than her, aren't I?"

"Yeah, Bunny, we are."

####

"Fuck me stupid!"

Lisa barely contained her laughter, looking at Bunny in the sun visor mirror.

She had just arrived, three blocks after Mom pulled out of the drive on the way taking Lisa to her first follow-up visit with her Orthopedist.

Her staples were coming out today, six days after her surgery.

"Do you need more practice?"

Bunny snapped her head back to flip her ears behind her.

"My butt hurts."

"You need more practice."

"It's easier getting in the front seat."

"I'm not sitting in the back, and you're not jumping in my lap. That would definitely hurt me lots."

"You act like we're fat."

"Troy tells me he's going to visit you on the weekends after you go back to work."

Mom acted all casual like it wasn't a change from the last two years of their life.

Lisa didn't buy the act. Her suspicion tightened a knot in her stomach, but she tried to ignore it.

"Yeah. We kind of lost each other lately."

"I wish it hadn't taken you ending up in the hospital to get you to come home for a visit."

"Me too. I've missed you guys."

Lisa knew she had allowed it, but still blamed that on David. He always made some excuse for not visiting or Lisa not going without him.

"Your dad and I miss you, but not like Troy has."

"Troy missed your booty."

Lisa glared at Bunny in the mirror.

"Troy? Really?"

She tried to sound nonchalant with a dash of surprise.

"He seems to be crushing on you a little. I think maybe he always has."

"No way," Lisa laughed, and hoped she sounded convincing.

"I think it's kind of sweet, but maybe inappropriate at the same time."

"Do you blame him? Look at us," Bunny stated like she thought it was normal.

"Do you blame him, Mom?"

That surprised Lisa. Not that she said it, but that Bunny hadn't made her say it.

"I didn't say that, Lisa. I've been jealous of your figure since you were fifteen. You don't see many, well, figures like yours."

"Jealous?"

She tried not to say that with a smile.

"Your grandma, Dad's mom... I'm just glad you don't flaunt it like she was rumored to in her day."

Lisa got a little uncomfortable. She hadn't flaunted it at all until she got with David, and he encouraged her, gradually more until he expected it, especially in public. The fine line between flaunting and exhibitionism had been approached more than once and way too close for Lisa.

"What's your point, Mom?"

"I just wanted to warn you, so if Troy, um, does anything inappropriate when he comes to visit, you can let him down without embarrassing him or making him feel like an awful person, or worse, not want to visit you at all."

"Like she'd let him not take advantage of her ever."

"Really, shut up Bunny," Lisa told Bunny in the mirror.

"Mom's even more of a fuddy duddy than you are."

"I let my brother screw me every day after school and before Mom and Dad get home, and I'm a fuddy duddy anything?"

"More like make him than let him."

"He wants to!"

"Almost as much as you do."

Lisa slapped the visor up against the roof of the car.

"Don't be mad, Lisa. I'm just asking you to be nice no matter how uncomfortable it would make you feel if he tries something with you. I hope he doesn't, but I hope you can keep in mind he's your brother and you love each other when he does."

"How sure are you he would? You said 'when', not 'if'."

"I meant if."

"He's my little brother. I'd be nice about it."

"By making him put his dick inside you and filling you with his cum whether he wants to or not."

"Shut up , Bunny!"

"Is she serious? She can't be serious."

"Dead serious. Now shut up, rabbit!"

"You can keep in mind that such a handsome man putting a move on you is still your brother?"

"I promise, Mom."

"To fuck him every chance she gets, and all day and night when she can finally get him in her bed, away from you old fuddy duddies."

"Jesus fucking Christ, Bunny! Shut the fucking hell up!"

"Ahhhh, music to my ears. Next time, say all that so a real person can hear it."

"Thank you Lisa. I wouldn't want something like that to come between my kids."

"Lisa doesn't let anything come between her and her brother sometimes. Literally. Not clothes. Not underwear. Not even air sometimes. They're very close, especially when his cock is filling our insides with cum."

Lisa slowly lowered the visor with just her middle finger to glare at Bunny, hoping her mom didn't see the finger she gave Bunny.

"Brazenly rude!"

"Like you don't brazenly deserve it."

"What did I say that's not true?"

Lisa almost wished Bunny wasn't always so right about everything.

####

"What're you doing, Leese?" Troy chuckled from the doorway.

Physical therapy and the care she took to not strain her injured leg made it possible for her to move that leg some after just three weeks of recovery.

"Oh, nothing."

She hoped her reply didn't give away the stress and confusion she felt.

She had one hand leaning on the bathroom counter, her bad leg raised a little off the floor, leaned to the side, and two fingers inside her.

She couldn't think to remove the two fingers she had inside her vagina as deep as they would go before she answered though.

"Yeah. What are you doing?" Bunny giggled from the floor where she sat with her legs criss cross. "You just came like three times in the shower, and right before that, Troy gave you too many screaming orgasms to count. Those four loads of cum he put inside us had to satisfy you as much as they did me, for like the next fifteen minutes anyway "

After Troy helped with her bath, she had sent him to change the sheets on her bed while she finished her bath.

She intended to remove her birth control ring. As instructed, she took it out for a week after having it in for three weeks, and it went in the night of her accident before she left for the ski resort.

So far anyway, she couldn't find it.

She pulled her fingers out of her and started to wash her hands.

"Well, anyway," Troy laughed, "Mom called. She's running late and said we can have a frozen pizza or that leftover lasagna for dinner. Which do you want me to make?"

"You decide," she mumbled while looking at Troy in the mirror.

Bunny stood up, and Troy's eyes stretched wide and all the color drained from his face.

"Bunny?" he whispered, barely more than silently.

Lisa cut her eyes at Bunny in the mirror and her expression mimicked Troy's before she dropped to the floor and hugged her knees to her chest.

She looked back at Troy, and his eyes wildly searched the room.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck... fuck !" Bunny clucked. She sounded so much like a chicken Lisa expected her to sprout a beak, wings, and feathers.

"What?"

That was the only thing Lisa could think to ask. She probably intended it for both Troy and Bunny. Her confusion, and concern, overwhelmed any other thought in her head.

"I think I just saw Bunny... in the mirror. She's gone now."

"He saw me... fuckfuckfuck fuck!"

Lisa squelched her panic and said the first thing that popped into her mind.

"Are you obsessing over two drawings of Bunny as an adult so much that you're hallucinating seeing her now?"

She hadn't gotten around to finishing the drawings of Troy and Bunny, like where she gets Troy naked and they put his ginormous cock in her furry pussy.

"Fuckfuckfuck," Bunny continued to cluck.

"I don't know... but I've been meaning to ask about her."

"Oh? You have questions about the rabbit I made up to draw?"

"Fuckfuckfuck."

"He didn't see you, Bunny. Relax a little."

"She looks a lot like you. Did you make her up as an alter ego to do the things in your drawings you wanted to do but were too afraid to do, or even draw you doing?"

"Like what?" Lisa laughed in spite of that describing Bunny to a T.

"Well, have sex with me for starters. I mean the guy in those pictures looks a lot like me, and I'm pretty sure Bunny is seducing him."

Lisa laughed, and she hoped she sounded incredulous.

"Maybe, but that doesn't explain you obsessing over her so much you think you saw her in the mirror."

"Fuck fuck fuck."

"Maybe I'm obsessing over you enough to make me think I saw the person you wanted to have sex with me and only pretend it was you having sex with me."

"Aww, you're so sweet. My panties would definitely come off if I had any on."

"Give me an hour, and I'll be ready for them to come off."

"Yeah, Mom and Dad will probably be home by then, so you're just teasing me now."

Lisa felt most of the tension ease from her gut, and glanced down at Bunny.

She was in the same position and the only part of her moving was the rapid rise and fall of her chest.

"Relax. He didn't see you."

"Fuck he didn't."

"In a couple hours we'll be to your condo, your clothes moved in five minutes later, and we can be in bed the next minute and have all night and all day Saturday and Sunday until about eight for me to show you exactly how much I obsess over you ."

"You think you've got something left for me after filling me with cum four times this afternoon?"

"Just thinking about sleeping with you all night in the same bed for the first time is making me hard, so I've got at least one more round left."

"Such a smooth talker," she giggled, then turned and kissed him.

"Fuck fuck."

"Lasagna is good. Go get it ready, please?"

Lisa had convinced herself Troy didn't really see Bunny in the mirror.

"What the fuck, Bunny. Troy can't see you."

"What the fuck were you doing with your pussy?"

"Looking for my birth control ring."

"Why? They told you they took it out and you can't use it for at least six months. Something about hormones and blood clots. I was trying not to listen the second they said something about blood. I get queazy."

"They who?"

"That dude at the hospital when they were giving you your how to take care of yourself at home instructions."

"I don't remember most of that conversation."

"Obviously. You were on some good drugs. Can we take some more of those?"

"No... wait. You knew? About my birth control ring?"

"Oh, um, that. I reminded you about that, but can we talk about Troy seeing me instead?"

"Troy can't see you, but you never reminded me!"

"There is, um, a possibility he saw me and it's not good, but I did remind you, like four times, then I gave up. I figured you knew what you were doing. I mean, what's a rabbit know about birth control? We can't even manage abstinence, the easiest kind of birth control. Maybe it's the hardest. Whatever."

"You never reminded me!"

"I did! When Troy asked if he needed to pull out, you told him we're safe, and I said were safe."

"Yeah? You agreed with me."

"You said 'we're safe' and I said 'were safe'. I even repeated it, then later I said it at least twice more. I even emphasized it!"

"You said the same thing I said! How is that reminding me how not safe we were?"

"Were, were, were ! As in, in the past but not anymore!"

"That's not... not very clear. You could have put some effort into, I don't know, being better at talking?"

"I'm an excellent talker. I practice all the time," Bunny proclaimed while she stroked her ears like she wanted that to distract Lisa from what she was saying

"Jesus, Bunny! You act like it's no big deal that Troy and I had unprotected sex all this time and you knew!"

"I told you."

"I could be pregnant!"

"Yeah, about that. Can we talk about Troy seeing me now?"

"Fuck you Bunny! What party of 'I could be pregnant' doesn't seem to bother you at all? If I'm pregnant, it's Troy's baby, and he's my fucking brother!"

"The best kind of brother, especially when they're so hot and sexy and have a big, huge cock, and make us feel so good while he's being a fucking brother."

Lisa sighed. She knew she shouldn't be mad at somebody so obviously mentally deficient.

"Okay, you wanna talk about somebody that can't see you seeing you? Talk."

"Okay..."

Bunny sighed, and looked like she was thinking hard.

Lisa sighed again, louder this time.

"Patience, cricket."

"Grasshopper," Lisa corrected her.

"Same thing, especially when I thought of my friend Jiminy Cricket when you said that. Now that dude can jump!"

"This isn't talking about Troy seeing you."

"Okay, okay. We, parasocials, have this myth, legend, fairy tale, whatever. It's thousands and thousands of years old, and parasocials don't have much use for writing, so we just pass down stories by telling them. Nobody much believes they're true.

"But in this one, there's a Princess... she just happened to be a human-size rabbit, which is weird, because we're rare. I mean there's only like five of us in the whole world and only two... well three now since I got you back..."

"Concentrate Bunny. We don't have all day."

"We do. I stopped time 'cause I knew this was gonna take awhile."

"My attention span may not last that long. Wait, you stopped time, like completely?"

"Okay okay. This Princess, she was beautiful by the way. Pure white fur, little petite tits, built like a super model, kind of like us but spindly and young. She got a butt and some boobs later, after her... Oh, umm, well, almost stopped. Technically it's not totally stopped. I think the Universe would break or something if I did that and I don't wanna risk that today. Troy is still right outside the door though."

Lisa leaned back as far as she could with just one good leg to stand on, and could see one of Troy's feet suspended off the floor, like he was walking away.

"Could I take all his clothes off while he's like this?"

"Sure, but you'd have some 'splaining to do when it starts again."

Lisa considered it, but made no final decision on it.

"Anyway, her human was pretty okay looking herself. Not beautiful, like the Princess or us, and married to a pretty hot guy, so the story goes.

"This Princess figured out how to have sex with them, like I have with Troy... and you, and when her human's husband got her pregnant, he could see her in the mirror, and her human got jealous because he only wanted to be with the Princess, you know, from a fucking stand point, since she was the most beautiful, um, rabbit he'd ever seen. Her human hated her, and hated her man, left him and that left the Princess and the man alone, but they couldn't touch each other and she could hear him talk but not the other way around, and he could only see her in the mirror."

"So you parasocials don't usually have sex with humans?" Lisa stopped her.

"Oh, not at all. Parasocials can't have sex with their humans at all, only other humans can have sex with the parasocials when they have sex with their humans, and only then when the parasocial has figured out how to do it. It's not something we, most of us anyway, think about."

"I didn't even think that it was possible for anybody but the human to get pregnant like that, because, well, it only happened in a legend before, and it's a legend. How many legends are actually even some true?"

Lisa leaned over again and looked at Troy's foot.

"He's not moving. Is he okay?"

"He's fine. The only time a human can see a parasocial besides their parasocial is when they've gotten her pregnant and then only a reflection of them."

Lisa scowled at Bunny for a few seconds.

"You're pregnant and Troy's the father?"

Bunny looked down and watched herself rub her tiny belly.

"Since I'm human size, I barely show when I have a litter, and this time, if the legend is true, I'm only having one. In about a week I'm having Troy's baby."

"Are you happy about that?"

"All my other babies are just rabbits. I always wanted a human size baby, like me."

"Well congratulations," Lisa scoffed very sarcastically.

"There's more. According to the legend, Troy can only make us pregnant. He can't make me pregnant by myself, and since, well, you haven't been having safe sex..."

"I'm pregnant?" Lisa moaned, barely more than a whisper.

"Maybe probably. Dunno," Bunny shrugged. "It's a myth, so who knows for sure, but no birth control, and so much fucking... how could you not be? Do you feel pregnant?"

"How do you know you're pregnant? You don't look like you're a week away from popping out a baby."

"I felt it when I got pregnant."

"Women don't feel themselves get pregnant! We feel the sex, and sometimes it feels better than other times..."

"Oh the sex feels amazing everytime to me! I'm gonna miss it so much when Troy is here and we're there!"

"But we don't feel getting pregnant!"

"I'm not a woman. I'm a rabbit. Rabbits ovulate from sex... maybe that's an orgasm? Hmmm, maybe that's why I never had an orgasm before Troy started giving them to us. All I felt before was ovulating for Harvey."

"You ovulate from... like because of sex? So you don't have, ummm, periods?"

"Yep, that's right, but it's nowhere near an orgasm. It's more like something inside moved and I feel... relief. Kinda like when you have gas, and your belly grumbles when it..."

"Geeze Bunny! Do you even know the word 'couth'? You're so uncouth!"

"Actually I don't. What's it mean?"

"It means not talking about having gas!"

"I sleep with you every night, so you can't pretend you don't fart."

"I don't talk about your farts, but I gotta tell ya, rabbit farts are no walk in the park. My eyes actually water sometimes!"

"We eat lots of fiber."

"I'm probably pregnant with my brother's baby and you're talking about farting."

"You brought it up."

"No! You did when you said rabbit orgasms are like having gas!"

"I said kind of like that, something moves inside me when I ovulate. It only happens with human sex for me and Troy when we do it Bunny Rabbit style."

"You're not doing it with Troy without me are you?"

"Can't. That's what I meant by it not being good if he can see me. You're kind of possessive and jealous."

"I'm very possessive. I'll scratch your fucking eyes out!"

"You love me. I love you. I'd never let him change that, or you change how either of us feel about him. I'd scratch my own eyes out before that happened, and I'd ask first before I did anything with Troy by myself if I could do that, but I can't, so you're just gonna have to trust me on that."

"We're going to have to tell Troy."

"Yeah, of course. Eventually. My kids gonna be around as soon as your kid gets old enough to, you know, be mostly human, and he's always going to be able to see them, and he'll always be able to see me in any reflection."

"I meant tell Troy I'm having his baby."

"Oh yeah, you need to tell him that too."

"Your baby's going to be his parasocial?"

"No, but he's their father."

"You said a human can't see a parasocial unless they're the human's parasocial, or the human messed around with the parasocial's human and got both of them knocked up."

"Oh yeah, or if they're the kid's dad. I probably forgot other stuff too, like I can only have what you have, a boy or girl, and my kid and your kid are gonna be best friends even if your kid doesn't need a parasocial, but knowing you, they're gonna need one anyway."

"Now that's rude! Like if I said knowing you, my poor kid's gonna be stuck with an annoying as hell parasocial."

Bunny shrugged.

"It's in my contract."

"You have a contact... for being my annoying imaginary friend?" Lisa almost shouted.

"Parasocial Emotional..."

"Yeah yeah. A contract? Like signed and everything official contract?"

"We don't really use writing, so no."

Lisa laughed, really hard.

"That's no contract. You can do what you want."

"I do do what I want already."

"You do do..." Lisa giggled, and wondered how she could be giggling right after she found out she's pregnant with her brother's baby.

Maybe she wasn't, but Bunny seemed as serious as she gets, and Lisa's birth control was missing, apparently missing in action for three weeks, and those things stop being effective the second they're removed.

"How sure are you that you got pregnant when you ovulated?"

"All I can think about is making a nest. Um, and getting Troy's cock inside me, of course. That man can be so distracting."

"I know what you mean," Lisa agreed with a nod and tried not to grin.

"Do all humans have sex several times each and every day like we do now?"

"Not to my knowledge. I never did before."

"The mirrors on your headboard and ceiling over your bed... are you going to tell him you're pregnant or about me first? He's gonna see me if we... you sleep with him tonight in your loft."

####

"Wow, Leese. It's not big, but it's very nice," Troy gushed, standing just inside her loft condo, for the first time ever even though she'd purchased it over two years ago.

"Put those on the bed, please," she instructed with a nod at the bed, raised three steps above the floor level of the rest of her home.

Her home was obviously designed for one person, or two, at most, and they had to know each other very well since the only separate room was her bathroom, directly off her bedroom.

"You've got a king bed with a view of downtown Denver!"

"Yeah, you have plenty of room to get away from me when we're in bed together and you don't want to touch me," she giggled.

"Are you sure you want those suitcases on the bed? They might be in the way," Bunny questioned her.

"Oh, you can put those on the floor, Troy."

She followed Troy, slower since she was on crutches. The three steps up posed a little bit of a impediment, but her skill with the crutches had improved and she managed.

"I can help you with those steps if you want. I can carry you up when you want to come up."

"He wants to carry you to bed," Bunny giggled.

"Maybe next time. Right now I want to get out of these clothes and lie down."

"Need any help?" Troy offered.

Lisa leaned her crutches against the headboard of the bed, reached behind her to unzip her skirt and let it fall to the floor then stepped out of her shoes.

She smiled at Troy then lifted her sweater up over her head and off.

Even after three weeks of making love to her several times every day, Troy's eyes stretched at the sight of his sister's naked body.

Lisa looked around her loft and found Bunny curled up in a corner.

"This is the only spot he can't see my reflection in the windows. You couldn't have a place that wasn't made with so many fucking windows?"

Two walls were almost floor to ceiling windows, and one of those walls was her bedroom.

"Either you're telling him about me right now, or I'm stuck in this corner until morning."

"Troy, can you turn off all the lights and pull the bedroom drapes closed?"

"You're not shy, Leese. Do we have to have it completely dark?"

"I'm not shy for you, but with the drapes open and lights on, anybody around us higher than the seventh floor can see us, and I don't plan on sleeping much tonight."

####

Lisa drew in a deep breath and slowly let it escape without opening her eyes.

She started to smile remembering the night with her brother, and falling asleep naked in his arms. She loved sleeping with Troy, even when they actually slept.

Her excitement at revealing their future baby and Bunny to her brother this morning over breakfast bubbled inside her.

Something didn't feel right though.

She slowly opened her eyes. The dark room felt all wrong, not like her bedroom. The impossible silence would never happen this close to downtown Denver.

She felt alone in the bed. Totally alone. She turned her head, but the man next to her with his back to her was not her brother.

She slowly sat up and swung her legs out from under the covers to hang off the bed.

She felt no pain when she moved her legs, so looked down her naked body. Her legs, both of them, looked perfect, so she gingerly touched her leg where her surgery scar should be. She was as smooth as a baby's behind.

She looked at the man again to confirm what she suddenly understood: he was David.

She remembered last night now. She hadn't come to the ski resort on Friday night, but Saturday morning. She hadn't caught David with that mostly naked girl. She hadn't wrecked her car, broke her leg or seen Bunny. She and David skied, had dinner where he asked her to marry him and she accepted, and then spent the night in a beautiful hotel room.

She hadn't fallen in love with her brother and she said yes to David's marriage proposal at dinner.

She hadn't fallen in love with Troy, but she couldn't deny she was in love with him now.

She shook her head in denial. It had been a dream. Unlike most dreams, she remembered all of it in vivid detail.

She got out of bed and went to the bathroom of the hotel room she spent the night in with the man she had accepted his offer to marry her but now despised.

There was no one in the mirror besides her. She had never felt so alone or lonely. Bunny had just been part of her dream, and she hadn't really seen her since that last wave goodbye seventeen years ago. Bunny was gone forever, still.

She went back to the bedroom and hurriedly pulled her leather pants and silk blouse on, gathered her other clothes and shoved them into her suitcase as quietly as she could without even folding them.

She silently opened the nightstand drawer and found a notepad and pen inside, then returned to the bathroom, closed the door and turned the light on.

"No filters," she told herself in the mirror, then wrote on the note pad.

David, I won't do this. I won't marry you. I deserve better. Just like every woman, I deserve a man who doesn't insist on controlling everything about me, keep me from my family, or treat me like a trophy, a piece of property, and one that won't fucking cheat on me. I loved you, but not anymore. I love me more than I could ever love a bastard like you. It's not me. It's definitely you. I never want to see you, talk to you, or hear from you ever again. I'm taking my life back. I'd say fuck you but that's never happening again. Lisa.

She raised her left hand and looked at the huge diamond ring on her finger.

She got her wish, and wished she hadn't.

She was in love with her brother, and he had no idea.

She twisted the ring off her finger and placed it on top of the note.

Lisa put her suitcase on the floor in the hallway and slowly pulled the door closed behind her, careful to be as silent as possible. She really wanted to get away without waking David, not out of consideration, but because she had zero desire to even see him, let alone discuss her leaving him.

When she looked up to leave, a girl, a housekeeper, stood at the next door, next to her cart, and she looked at Lisa hard, part curiosity, part something else less innocuous.

She was very pretty, even in her maid uniform.

"Good morning," the girl greeted her without changing her expression and her tone matched her expression.

Lisa nodded all the greeting she could muster and hoped her expression didn't reveal her feelings.

The first feeling she had at seeing the girl was recognition, then anger.

She was the girl from her dream, the one she caught with David. She hoped one day to forget that face, but that day wasn't today.

She could see David making her go to the door almost naked like in Lisa's dream. Lisa herself had experienced similar humiliation with David.

Lisa pulled her suitcase behind her and almost walked by the girl, but then stopped and looked in her eyes, eyes that had unwaveringly followed Lisa.

Her expression hadn't changed.

"He's all yours," Lisa barely whispered.

"Oh, um, I'm not sure I know what you mean."

"You were with him Friday night, in that room."

"Um... you must be mistaken..."

Lisa wondered how a wannabe homewrecker could fail so miserably as a liar.

"It's okay. You can have him. I don't want him, and it's definitely not because of you. Nothing personal, but you're just a symptom of his deficiencies."

"Oh, well... thank you?"

Lisa looked down the hallway toward the elevators, then back at the girl.

"How old are you?"

The girl's expression changed finally. Her face lit up and she smiled.

"Today's my birthday. I'm eighteen."

Lisa shook her head slowly and looked back down the hallway at the elevators.

"Just remember: when a girl moves from side chick to main chick, the side chick position is available."

"What's that mean?"

"It means 'good luck'," Lisa murmured before heading for the elevator.

Lisa started to wonder how she knew, but didn't really care since it was water under the bridge, and that water was simply confirmation she made the right decision.

In the elevator, she started poking at her phone, and eventually put it to her ear.

"I'd like to reserve your best suite for tonight, and if possible early check-in around nine this morning. I'll pay extra if I need to."

It was a little after six, so she wouldn't make it to downtown Denver by nine, but probably around nine-thirty.

She stopped to finish her phone call not far from the front desk, then immediately dialed another number. The front desk attendant smiled at her, and she smiled back at him before the call connected.

"Hey Leese!"

"Hi Troy. How are you?"

She wanted to scream "I love you, I miss you, I need you", but maintained her composure in spite of her feelings and the truth of what she wanted to tell him.

"I'm good. It's so good to hear from you."

"I know what you mean. It's been too long since I've seen you, hasn't it?"

"It has been. Over two years now, give or take, but who's counting?"

"Can you come to Denver?"

"Sure!"

She could feel his excitement through the phone.

"When?"

"Today. Now. I mean, can you meet me at the Brown Palace downtown around eleven?"

"The Brown Palace? Really? That fancy hotel, not a regular restaurant, or your place? You'd need to give me your address though. I don't know where you live."

Lisa didn't understand why she wanted to meet her brother in one of the swankiest hotels, in their best suite, instead of her condo other than it seemed so indiscreet to take him to a hotel, especially a very high-end luxury hotel. To her, she felt like she was advertising her intention to seduce her brother. It was more than an intention though. She needed to seduce him.

"I've missed you, Troy. I want to make our reunion special, and you're going to know where I live before we leave."

Lisa almost giggled. It wouldn't be a reunion, but she hoped it would be their first union.

"What about Mom and Dad? Will David be there?"

"Just us Troy. I'll see Mom and Dad soon enough, but I want to see you now."

"David's going to let you go out with me by yourself? That's considerate of him, and unexpected."

The sarcasm in Troy's voice almost made her laugh, but the solid justification for his attitude wouldn't be denied, not by Lisa.

The fact that Troy understood it was David who kept her away from her family meant that he probably also understood that Lisa allowed it, even if she hadn't felt like she had a choice, and that saddened her.

"David and I aren't together anymore."

"I'm sorry?"

"I'm not."

"So I can assume you dumped him finally... I mean..."

"Yes, I finally, unceremoniously dumped him with a Dear John letter left on the bathroom counter. I don't think he deserved more than that and he might not even know yet "

"Beautiful and smart. When did that happen?"

Lisa glanced at her watch.

"Almost eight minutes ago now."

Troy laughed into the phone.

"So I'm the first one you called?"

"Second. I called to make reservations at the Brown Palace first."

Troy laughed even harder.

"I'm in the mountains, so I need to get going to meet you at the hotel by eleven."

"Drive careful, Leese."

"That's the plan," Lisa laughed. She didn't want a repeat of the accident in her dream.

"I'll be in room 910. Just come up when you get there."

"A room..."

"You drive carefully too. Oh, um, Troy?"

"Yeah?"

No filters!

"Did you find my drawings in my closet?"

Silence, not even breathing came through the phone.

"Troy?"

"I did. Ummm..."

"The ones in the lockbox?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry..." followed only a brief silence.

"Did you like them?" Lisa interrupted.

"You're a very good artist Leese, and I like all of them, especially the ones of you," Troy whispered.

"Since you like them, they're yours now. See you at eleven, Troy. I can't wait to see you so don't be late."

Lisa disconnected the call.

"Checking out? We had you down for a late checkout, what with your engagement last night," the desk attendant asked before Lisa lowered her phone.

"Oh, no. I don't much care what my... um, his plans are, but I'm leaving and he's still asleep and can stay that way forever for all I care, so I'd like to cancel the wakeup call for my room, just like I cancelled my engagement."

She glanced down the desk at the empty concierge desk.

"Do you have a valet on duty to bring my car around?"

"Yes, ma'am. At this hour, they'll have it right up for you. I'm, um, sorry about your engagement."

"Don't be. I'm not. It's funny, but it's the best decision I ever made and it's because of the worst decision I ever made - ever saying 'yes' for any reason to that man."

Lisa had to smile at the simple fact she had a car to bring up. She loves that car.

She only had to wait at the door about two minutes for her bright yellow sports car to arrive.

####

Lisa had never been inside a guest room at the Brown Palace, but quickly decided this room was well worth every penny of the almost nine hundred dollars she paid.

After a long, hot shower, which reminded her what it's like to shower without needing to use crutches to stand up on her own, she wiped the fog from the mirror with a hand and smiled at herself in the reflection.

The thought that her brother might not be as accepting of an ongoing love affair with his sister in real life as he had been in her dream skittered through her mind.

She resolved to love him enough to convince him he should be.

"Sister or not, he's a lucky man to have a woman who loves him as much as I do. He'll want me," she whispered.

"I'll need to tell him," she whispered while she reached between her legs and pushed two fingers inside her and hooked them on her birth control ring.

"I won't trap him like that. I'll tell him."

She slowly pulled her fingers out, then dangled the small ring over the toilet.

"He'll want me to have his baby, but maybe not right now. I might need to convince him how much I need this."

She pinched the sides of the ring together and moved it back toward her crotch.

"I'll give him the choice," she announced and flipped the ring into the toilet and flushed.

Lisa quickly went to the bedroom and pulled on a pair of jeans and pullover shirt from her suitcase, then went to the pharmacy across the street from the hotel and bought a box of ten lambskin condoms.

Even though those are three or four times the price of regular latex condoms, they feel immensely better, to both the man and woman, and they have a higher chance of breaking than latex condoms.

She could take comfort in the fact she tried her best if that happened with Troy if he wanted to use them.

Lisa finished dressing and doing her hair and makeup.

She checked her hair and makeup in a mirror in the large sitting room of her suite, maybe for the millionth time.

She had on her skintight, leather pants that Troy had said he wanted to see her wearing with an almost snug cowl neck silk shirt.

Her shirt didn't show much cleavage, but it really showcased her breasts, especially without a bra, and even more when her nipples got hard, like they did when a tentative knock sounded on her door about twenty minutes before eleven o'clock.

She only needed three steps to get to the door and open it.

Her three inch heels put her at almost six feet, but she still needed to look up several inches to meet her brother's eyes.

This, the real Troy, may be slightly taller than the one in her dream, but the rest of him was exactly what she expected to find at her door.

What if this is the dream, and my accident, Troy, and Bunny are reality? Lisa wondered to herself.

She let a smile stretch across her face.

Chances are, the one with a six foot tall, walking, talking, annoying as hell, pregnant-with-my-brother's-baby, anthropomorphic, imaginary rabbit is the dream.

She watched his eyes slowly lower from hers down across her body.

"Hi Troy."

"Leese... you look... really amazing."

She backed a little from the door to allow him inside, then closed the door behind him.

"Thanks, Troy. My brother's not so little anymore. He's a very handsome man now."

Troy's eyes finally found Lisa's, and he smiled.

"Do you want to give me a hug, Troy?"

He opened his arms and she snuggled into him and wrapped her arms around his waist and squeezed every part of her she could manage against him.

She wanted to inhale all of him.

She wondered if he could feel her nipples poking against his chest.

Eventually Troy's arms around her relaxed a little, so Lisa let hers relax just enough to lean a little away from him.

Troy's eyes glanced quickly at Lisa's mouth, then returned to her eyes.

"Leese..."

She rose on her toes just enough that her nose almost touched his.

No filters.

"Troy, if you want to kiss me, we know each other well enough that you don't need to ask for permission."

His head tilted a little to the side, and Lisa leaned forward to press her lips against his, opened her mouth and slid her tongue into her brother's mouth.

Without even a heartbeat of hesitation, Troy's tongue swirled and danced with Lisa's and his arms squeezed around her narrow waist.

One of Lisa's arms rose and her hand caressed his cheek before moving to the back of his head into his brown hair to pull him harder against her face.

Time seemed to stop while their kiss continued, and Lisa had to wonder if Bunny was there, watching, cheering, even egging her on, and slowing down time to let their first real kiss last.

Like all good things, their kiss ended. Lisa was still on her toes, and their foreheads leaned against each other

"I was just going to say that was the best hug ever from anybody," Troy groaned, then laughed.

"So you didn't want to kiss me?"

"I didn't say that. I just, well..."

"Did you want to kiss me? Do you want to kiss me?"

"Leese, you're my sister."

"You didn't want to kiss me?"

"I... yes, I wanted to kiss you. I want to kiss you. Every girl I've ever kissed, I wanted to be you."

Troy's proclamation didn't surprise Lisa; she knew he wanted to kiss her. That he had kissed others surprised her.

Lisa kissed him again, longer, harder, both hands playing in his hair and pulling him harder against her.

Her hips pressed against his and moved side to side, and maybe up and down.

She felt his cock stiffen between them, and it felt exactly how she expected him to feel.

"I'm gonna scratch all those skanks' eyes out for kissing my brother," Lisa moaned against her brother's lips.

Troy laughed and leaned away from his sister.

"What are we doing, Leese?"

"What do you want us to be doing?"

"You're my sister."

"You're my brother, so we're even."

"You're the girl of... the perfect woman, but..."

"Your dreams? Do you have dreams about being with me?"

Lisa kissed him again, just as passionately, but longer.

"Perfect means everything about me, even being your sister," Lisa moaned into Troy's mouth.

"You want to... be with me even when I'm your brother?"

"I want to rip all our clothes off and fuck like bunnies right here and right now."

"What's gotten into you Leese?"

"Not your cock, but I'm hoping to change that forthwith and ASAP."

"I've, um, never..."

"It's okay, little brother. Let me teach you."

"You know bunnies can't have very good sex, right? It takes them like two seconds."

"I know, I know," Lisa laughed and shook her head.

Lisa moved a hand down, and into her brother's pants.

"We can do it like bunnies, except the two second part."

Her hand found Troy's cock and slowly moved over the head and along the shaft.

"You're not circumcised," she moaned. "I didn't know that."

"I can show you. All you have to do is ask."

"Do you want to show your sister your hard cock?"

"Show me yours and I'll show you mine," Troy chuckled.

Lisa pulled her hand out of Troy's pants, then quickly unbuttoned and unzipped them, then pushed them to the floor.

In the quick second before she plunged him into the back of her throat, she assumed his foreskin just made him look longer and thicker than she remembered from her dream.

She realized that wasn't entirely true.

"Fuck, Leese."

Lisa slowly worked him back out of her mouth, then stood up, turned and started toward the bedroom.

"Come with me Troy," she ordered over her shoulder.

She heard him scuffling with his shoes and pants.

"I'll do my best to cum with you Leese, but since you're going to be my first, you might have to talk me through it, at least the first time, and the way your butt looks in those pants is something I'm going to need to put out of my mind so I don't cum too fast."

Lisa stopped and cocked her hips just a little while she ran both hands over her butt cheeks.

"Do we need to talk about baseball while we fuck?"

Troy caught up with her and pulled her back against his hips.

His hard, bare cock lined up perfectly with her crack and nestled inside.

His hot hands moved over her hips and up, inside her shirt over her flat belly and gently molded around her tits.

"Troy..."

"Every part of you is perfect, even being my sister," he whispered into her ear, then he gently twisted both of her very hard nipples.

"This feels like our first time, Troy."

"Even though I think it's not your first time, it's my first time, and our first time."

"I can't move with you touching my boobs like that," Lisa moaned over her shoulder.

Half of her wanted to tell Troy how his hands made her feel, but the other half wanted to hide the fact that she had been letting her brother touch her for weeks already.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Can you keep touching me and push me onto the bed?"

His hands left her breasts and her arms automatically rose over her head when Troy lifted her shirt.

Lisa spun around and grabbed her brother's hands to guide them to her bare tits while she kissed him, then backed slowly towards the bedroom pulling Troy with her.

"I love the way you're always so gentle with my body, Troy.

"I've never had an uncircumcised cock. I love it already," Lisa moaned into their kiss while her hands wrapped around him between them.

"My uncut cock has never had a pussy, but I just know it's going to love being inside yours."

"Do you want to fuck me? Do you need to fuck me like I need you to?"

"I never let myself need you because I never let myself think you'd have me."

"You're absolutely going to have me. It's way too late to change my mind. Do you need me now?"

"I need you, Leese."

Lisa slowly fell backwards, keeping herself from flopping onto the bed by grabbing Troy's wrists while his hands gently squeezed her tits and pinched her nipples.

She pulled his cock towards her face, and he straddled her as she led his cock inside until his balls rubbed against her chin.

She gagged a little but grabbed his thighs and pulled him forward more.

He stared into her eyes from above her while she held him in her throat and choked around him.

"Leese, stop," he insisted and pulled himself away.

"You know what I taste like. It's my turn to discover your secrets."

Troy scooted down, unzipped her pants and slowly lowered them down her thighs.

"I'm so glad you just trim down here, Leese. My favorite pictures of you have hair."

That surprised Lisa for a second, until she ran her hand between her barely parted legs and felt her short, fine growth of hair that covered her outer lips.

She hadn't had a chance to explore that much, and completely forgot she let her hair grow out because David had pissed her off and that's how she decided to passively punish him. That kind of proved her dream was a dream.

"I aim to please Troy," she giggled.

"Your body is amazing," Troy exclaimed as he pulled her pants off her feet.

"Troy, you don't have to..." she told him when he pushed her legs apart and crawled forward with his face aimed at her pussy.

"I want to," he whispered, then pushed the tip of his tongue between her lips and moved the entire length between them.

"I won't make you," Lisa panted.

"I want to, for you, but so far, your pussy is pretty fucking amazing."

He licked her length again, and flicked her clit with his tongue.

"Your drawings... your body is exactly how it is in those drawings. It's almost like this isn't the first time I've seen you."

Lisa squeaked a little and raised her hips off the bed.

"Have you cum to my pictures?"

"Every day, Leese, most days a few times."

His tongue flattened out and completely opened her to him as he moved down to her leaking opening.

"Have you done this before?" Lisa groaned.

"No, but..."

"I know, I know! You googled it. Don't stop!"

Troy laughed and pushed his tongue inside her and rubbed her clit with his nose.

"I love your smell. My dick is so hard for you right now."

"Put it in me Troy!"

"Not yet. I need you to cum while I eat your pussy."

His hands slid under her butt and lifted, then squeezed. His tongue shot in and out of her while his nose ground into her clit.

This was new. The other Troy had different techniques, neither better nor worse.

"Troy... Troy... are you eating your sister's pussy?"

"Yep," he replied quickly, barely losing a beat.

"My brother... is gonna... make me cum... on his face before I cum... on his cock," Lisa growled and grunted.

"Cum, Leese. Cum for me."

Nobody had ever asked her to cum, except her dream Troy, and now her real Troy.

"I love you Troy."

A finger pushed inside her and his tongue circled her clit.

"Can you love me before I make you cum?"

"I haven't made you cum..."

"I love you because of all the times I've imagined me cumming inside you."

"So many times I've cum in my dream because of you, Troy!"

"You're the woman of my dreams, and I'm the man of yours?"

"Mmhmm. I need you. I need you inside me."

Another finger entered her and both began moving in and out. Troy sucked her between his teeth and flicked across her clit with his tongue.

"Troy!"

Lisa's hips thrust against Troy's face and her legs quivered.

"Mmhmm, Leese," Troy mumbled, and somehow the vibration in his throat came through his tongue onto her clit and straight to the bottom of her soul.

Lisa's back arched and her legs went over her brother's shoulders and crossed behind him.

She felt herself jerk as pleasure radiated in waves from Troy's tongue outward and out the tips of her fingers gripping handfuls of his hair and out her curled toes.

"Troy... fuck," she whined with each contraction of literally every muscle in her body.

Way better without a broken leg!

Her body relaxed back against the bed.

"Fuck, Troy. I always love it when you do that to me."

"So far anyway? I'm never doing that for just you again. I love everything about eating you, so it's as much for me as you."

"Shut up and fuck your sister," she giggled, but didn't release him with her legs around him even when he tried to move.

"Leese?"

"I took my birth control ring out this morning. I have condoms if you want to use them. It's up to you."

"So as a final fuck you to David, you took your birth control out like you were telling him he was never getting inside you again?"

"Don't ever say his name again, never, but especially when we're in bed, but no, I took it out because I was going to see you, and I hoped..."

"Leese? You don't want to use birth control with me?"

"It's up to you, and we can if you want to."

"We haven't seen each other in two years, and hadn't when you decided to risk getting pregnant from me?"

"It's not a risk," Lisa barely whispered. "It's what every fiber of my being wants. I love you more than everybody I've ever met in my life all put together. You're the only one I've ever wanted to have babies with."

"I just want you to be happy, Leese. If you want me to put my unprotected cock in your beautiful, unprotected pussy and fill your unprotected womb with my fertile sperm, then that's what you get, but if I get you pregnant, you're trapped. You'll be stuck with me forever."

"That right there... that's why I love you so much Troy. You're the best brother ever."

"I can't imagine any other brother wanting his sister as much as I want mine. Now, are you going to spread your legs for me so I can put my cock inside you?"

"Always," Lisa giggled, then pulled her knees to her chest.

Troy crawled up between his sister's raised knees, leaned on one arm and grasped his long, hard cock with the other hand.

"Slow and gentle Troy."

"You're so beautiful I have to go super slow so I don't cum until you're ready for me to cum inside you."

He looked between them.

"Move your head, Troy. I wanna watch," Lisa whispered. Her chest rose and feel quickly already.

He moved a little so she could see.

His foreskin was pulled back to reveal his head, already glistening with precum.

"Oh my God, Troy, your cock head is so big," she groaned and almost came, knowing he would be stretching her so much.

"I'll be gentle for you, Leese."

He stroked his sister's pussy, from her entrance to clit, with that huge head several times.

"Troy... don't tease, put it in me," Lisa moaned. She could already feel the buildup in her belly.

"I need... I think this will get me used to having my cock near your pussy, so I won't cum so fast."

He stroked her some more, and she felt her belly tighten.

"Please, please, Troy."

"Almost Leese."

Her knees started quivering in her hands.

"Troy, fuck fuck."

"I'm getting ready to fuck your pussy, Leese. Just a minute."

"You're fucking teasing me, Troy! Please put it inside me!"

Lisa's back arched and her legs straightened out to point her toes at the ceiling.

"Fuck Troy!" Lisa wailed when her orgasm released deep inside her, and Troy plunged to the very bottom of her pussy, and held there.

She could feel his head pushing hard against her cervix while her muscles contracted around him inside her.

"Troy Troy Troy..."

"I feel your orgasm squeezing me inside you."

"Fuck... you..."

Troy slowly withdrew the second his sister relaxed under him, then slowly made his way inside her again to fill her completely with his cock.

"You did that on purpose," Lisa groaned.

"It looked like the girls..."

"Yeah yeah. Your Internet porn. It's not fair that you've never fucked before and already know how to do it better than I do."

"I haven't given you a chance to show me how good you are yet," Troy chuckled and started thrusting in and out of her.

"But the things you've done with your mouth already, and how your body reacts during an orgasm, your dirty mouth while I do things to you," Troy whispered, then stopped to thrust inside his sister to push hard against her cervix and hold himself there.

"Good damn, Troy! Nobody ever reached inside me so far!"

"Did you want to talk about baseball?"

"Fuck you, cunt licker! Who needs baseball when a guy fucks like you?"

"Beginners luck?"

He pulled back, almost out of her, then began thrusting hard.

She let go of her knees and crossed her ankles behind his back.

"Yes... yes... yes..." Lisa grunted each time he bottomed out inside her.

Troy squeezed his arms under Lisa's shoulders and moved his hands up, onto her head, and combed his fingers into her hair.

"My sister's even better in bed than I imagined," Troy whispered against her lips, looking directly into her eyes.

"Are you about to pull my hair?"

He smirked.

"You want me to, don't you?"

She nodded and grinned.

His fingers tightened and she felt the back of her head sink into the mattress.

"Hurt me, you fucking cunt licker."

Lisa surprised herself at how her word choices sent tingles up and down her spine.

Troy's fingers tightened in her hair and he leaned his mouth to her ear.

"You know you like it, cock sucker."

"That's 'greatest cock sucker ever' to you, prick."

"What a mouth my fucking sister has on her."

"And I god damn know how to fucking use it!"

Troy had steadily increased the speed and length of his thrusts into Lisa, and with each stroke in, her hair pulled tighter.

"Mother fucker, hurt me like you fucking mean it," she groaned, tottering in the edge of the abyss.

"I'm gonna cum inside my sister..." Troy growled then his body stiffened above Lisa and her whole body jerked hard against him.

"Fuuuuuckkkkk Troy!"

"Leeeeeeese!"

Troy shivered and twitched his sperm out deep inside his sister, while she whined his name over and over.

Lisa didn't think he would ever finish, and wished he wouldn't. His ejaculation so far inside her was the best part of her orgasm.

"Troy, I love you. I'm glad you're my brother, but I don't love you like a brother."

"A sister isn't supposed to love her brother like you just loved me."

Troy rolled over next to Lisa and sighed.

"You're supposed to get soft before you roll off me and go to sleep."

"Who said anything about getting soft or going to sleep?"

She raised her head and looked at her brother's dick.

"That's what guys do after sex."

"Really? It usually takes at least a couple orgasms to get soft."

"Really?"

Lisa didn't believe him.

"Suck my dick, Leese?"

"Seriously?"

"Yes, suck it seriously, or seriously suck it, or seriously, suck it."

"I'm glad you take this line we just crossed seriously ," she laughed, then sat up.

"It's still so hard, and so much cum is running out of me."

"So I did okay for my first time?"

"You did amazing for your any time," Lisa giggled.

"My cock... are you gonna suck it now?"

"You want your big sister to suck your dick? Are you sure?"

"Nine out of ten guys agree, any guy with you for a big sister would want her to suck their cock."

"What's wrong with that tenth guy?"

"There's always an idiot in every ten guys."

"Seems like more than one in every ten guys is an idiot, but you convinced me. Nine out of ten can't be wrong."

Lisa pulled her knees under her, next to Troy's head, leaned forward and grasped his cock in both hands.

"You're a two-fisted job," Lisa giggled before she ran her tongue around his head under his foreskin.

Troy grabbed her butt and pulled her toward him until she had to staddle his face.

"Troy... I have cum leaking out of me," she mumbled a protest around his head, just inside her mouth.

"Its mine, just like the pussy it's leaking out of."

"I taste good on you," Lisa moaned, then shoved her face on him until her nose pushed into his hair and she felt him slide into her throat.

"Mmmmm, Leese," Troy groaned against her clit.

Lisa bobbed on her brother's cock, then he came out of her mouth.

"You're still so hard. I didn't even know a guy could stay hard after they cum."

"If fucking you is even a little like masturbating, it's going to take longer for me to cum each time until I get soft after three or four orgasms."

"Promises promises. Prove it," Lisa giggled.

"Fuck around and find out, cock sucker."

"Says the prick with his tongue in his sister's pussy."

Lisa bobbed on Troy's cock, and Troy matched her rhythm with his tongue on her clit.

Lisa ground her crotch against Troy's face, and Troy lifted his hips towards Lisa's face.

Two fingers invaded her and began pumping fast inside her.

Lisa moved a hand to her brother's balls and squeezed a little, then moved to his rectum and she forced her middle finger inside.

"You nasty girl," Troy mumbled without sounding like a complaint.

Her finger curled and found his prostate.

"You want me to stop?"

Her finger stroked along the surface of his prostate.

"God, Leese, fuck!"

"Are you going to cum in my mouth Troy?"

"Can I?"

"You want your sister to spit or swallow?"

"Whatever you..."

"Swallow, swallow. Tell me you want me to swallow!"

"I'm gonna cum, Leese, and you better swallow every drop."

Lisa ended the conversation with rapid bobs on her brother's cock and pushed her finger against his prostate.

"Leese!"

Troy stiffen under her and she watched his toes curl. Every inch of her brother jerked and her mouth overflowed with his first burst of cum.

She swallowed as fast as she could but couldn't keep up.

She continued swallowing, but when he started to relax, she stopped swallowing, then let him slide out of her full mouth.

"Mmhmm."

"You're the best, Leese."

She moved off his face and turned toward him, and he raised up on his elbows with a pussy eating grin on his face. Most of his face, including even his nose, glistened with her pussy juices.

She opened her mouth to show her brother his cum in her mouth, then very deliberately swallowed after swishing it around in her mouth a few times.

She used a finger on each hand to herd the dribbles on her chin into her mouth and swallowed again.

"Tell me their names," she ordered. "I'm gonna kill all the sluts that had you in their mouths."

Troy laughed.

"Don't commit suicide, Leese."

"I'm the best?"

"I couldn't stand it if there's a better cock sucker than my sister."

"You better not ever fucking even think about finding out if anyone is better than me either."

"You really don't want to ever be with anybody else, Leese?"

"Do you?"

She swung a knee over him and lowered herself directly into his still hard cock and didn't stop until he was balls deep inside her. She knew that was cheating, but she wanted every advantage possible.

"Fuck Leese!"

"You're still so hard Troy," she moaned and lifted herself onto her feet.

"Your body keeps me so hard. Even your pictures do that to me."

Lisa put her hands on her knees and raised herself almost off him, then let herself drop back down.

"Do you want other girls too, Troy?"

She didn't know how she felt about that, but would consider it if that's what he wants.

His hands moved to her butt and squeezed her cheeks.

"Fuck no. I've always just wanted you."

"You like my butt?"

"I love your butt. It should be in a museum, it's so perfect."

Lisa stood up and turned around.

She gyrated her hips and pulled her cheeks apart, then pushed Troy's knees apart with her feet.

"What are you doing?"

"You like my butt..."

Lisa dropped to her knees between her brother's legs, reached behind her and guided his cock into her pussy.

"Fuck fuck fuck, Leese."

So much better with two good legs!

Lisa started thrusting her pussy up and down on Troy's cock, and Troy grabbed her cheeks with both hands.

"Those things are more than a handful too," Lisa informed Troy.

"I love your butt. I love your boobs."

His hands moved to her waist and assisted with her up and down motion.

"Your tiny, little waist makes all the rest of you even better. I love watching my cock disappear inside you and getting to watch that world class butt at the same time."

His hands almost completely circled her.

"Fuck, Troy. Fuck fuck."

"You're so tight Leese!"

"Cum! Cum whenever you're ready, Troy. I've cum more with you than anybody else ever all put together. Don't wait on me."

"I love when you cum with me inside you. You cum!"

Lisa leaned forward a little.

"Sit up," she ordered. Her thighs were getting tired.

Troy stopped thrusting and sat up without coming out of his sister.

"Get on your knees."

"Doggie?"

"Woof!"

Troy laughed, pulled his knees under him and grabbed Lisa's hips.

He lifted his sister to her knees and pushed inside her as far as he could.

"Troy," Lisa moaned. "You're so big. Nobody ever filled me like you do."

"I wish nobody else had ever filled you, but twenty-seven is too long to expect you to wait for me to grow up."

"If I hadn't been so stupid nine years ago and every day since, I would have waited."

Troy pushed Lisa's hips away, then pulled her back against him again.

"So you lost your virginity when you were eighteen?"

He pushed and pulled her faster.

"I wish."

"Older?"

"I wish," Lisa groaned, then giggled and groaned again.

"I almost didn't wait on you, Leese."

He increased their speed some more then lightly slapped her butt.

Lisa yipped.

"No butt slapping?"

"Slap my butt. Pull my hair. Take away my charge cards. Make me yours."

Troy slapped her other cheek, and Lisa knew she'd have hand prints on her, but since they belong to her brother, she loved it.

"You have a girl? You were going to fuck her?"

"Out of desperation, or resignation."

"Her eyes are getting scratched out. I swear to...

"God, Troy!"

Lisa pushed back against her brother and quivered and her toes curled under. Her back didn't know whether to bow or arch, so tried both at the same time.

"Cum Troy!" she squealed.

Troy trust twice more, faster and harder, then pulled his sister against him and jerked inside her.

"Fuuuuu... don't scratch her eyes, Leese!"

Lisa let her face drop to the bed and slowly rocked, almost moving on Troy's cock inside her while he filled her with his sperm.

"Do you love her?" Lisa groaned.

"She's cute, and a nice person. She has a pussy she planned on sharing with me, but I don't love her." Troy panted. "I only love you."

Lisa reached between her legs and circled Troy's cock, what little of it that wasn't still inside her, with her finger and thumb.

He felt as hard as he had even before she put her mouth around him the first time.

"Does she know about this cock?"

"She's a nice girl. She has no clue other than she probably thinks I have one."

"Is it ever soft?"

Lisa let her body drop to the bed and stretched her legs out.

Troy didn't let his cock come out, then flexed it inside her.

"You're not done?"

"Have you had enough?"

He pulled mostly out, them slowly moved back in and almost filled her pussy as much as he had before.

"I don't think there is such a thing."

"Do you wanna fuck some more in, um, whatever this is called."

"Bunny Rabbit," Lisa murmured without any thought.

"Really? Bunny Rabbit? So we're um, gonna really fuck like Bunny... bunnies?"

"Unless you have a better idea," Lisa giggled.

"Can I bite your neck?"

"That's part of it, so..."

Troy leaned forward and slid his hands under Lisa's tits and slowly started thrusting into her.

"You might need to pull my hair to keep me from hopping away."

One hand left a tit and combed into most of her hair, then slowly pulled her head up off the bed until she faced straight ahead.

"Troy... mmmmm, fuck me, Troy."

He pinched her nipple and nibbled the back of her neck.

"Such a manly rabbit with such a big dick to fuck his sister," Lisa moaned.

"My sister has the best body of any rabbit."

Lisa giggled thinking about Troy fucking Bunny, her Bunny, and how much Bunny would have loved that.

"Fuck fuck fuck your Bunny, Troy."

"I love Bunny Rabbit position, Leese."

"It's more than a position... it's a lifestyle," Lisa groaned, then giggled, then laughed.

"I want... need you to cum and fill me with your cum doing it just like this."

Lisa hoped it was her lucky position, and like she got pregnant in her dream, would work the same in real life.

Troy started stroking into her harder and faster than he had before, in any other position.

"Yes yes yes," Lisa growled.

"Leese Leese Leese," Troy grunted in rhythm with his strokes inside her.

"Bite me, my neck when we cum, Troy!"

Lisa could feel Troy's hot breath on the back of her neck.

"I'm..." Lisa moaned.

Troy bit down on his sister's neck, his whole body stiffened on top of her, then jerked and pumped so much cum into her.

Lisa had nowhere to go, except lay her face on the bed and let her climax flow through her. She struggled to breath, but everything else felt perfect. Within a minute, maybe two, Troy slipped out of her and rolled over.

"Can I go to sleep now?"

Lisa just needed to open her eyes to look at the clock on the table next to the bed.

"It's way past lunch time. Room service? What time do you need to leave?"

"Room service sounds good, but there's no school tomorrow. It's a teacher work day."

Lisa giggled, tried but failed to squelch it, giggled louder, then laughed.

"What?"

"Do you want to have a sleepover? An adult sleepover?"

"Here? With you?"

"What will you tell Mom?"

"Probably not that I'm going to spend the night having sex with my sister in a seedy hotel."

"So you'll tell her it's a classy place then?"

"No, no... I can just tell her the truth."

"Just the sex with me part? She might be grateful her baby boy finally found a girl willing to give it up for him."

"Yeah, I don't think I'll ever be telling her who got my cherry. I'll just tell her you broke up with David and need some emotional support."

"Emotional support," Lisa whispered and looked away from Troy to quickly wipe the ninja tear off her cheek. She wondered how long she'd miss Bunny.

"That'll work. I'll order lunch while you call her. Make sure she knows we don't need her to rush up here. Explaining why we're not at home and won't be until morning could be awkward."

"Do have work tomorrow, Leese?"

"I'm calling in sick."

Her phone started ringing on the bedside table.

"I thought I was clear," she groaned after looking at it.

She should have known better. He never, ever listened to anything she said, about anything.

"David," she whispered at Troy then poked it to answer, then turned on speaker phone.

Troy nodded and went out to the sitting room.

"Hello?"

She intentionally made that a question.

"Lisa! Where the fuck are you?"

"Who is this?" she asked sweetly.

"Who the hell do you think it is? Where are you?"

"I don't recognize the number, so how would I know who you are?"

"David! Where are you?" David shouted through the phone.

"Oh, David. Why are you calling me? I made it perfectly..."

"Where the hell are you?"

She recognized his anger. She was used to it. She smiled that it didn't bother her even a little bit anymore.

There would be no cowering in fear or groveling this time, or ever again.

"Why do you even care where I am?"

"You left me in the hotel, and you're not at home! We need to talk about this stupidity you're talking about in the fucking bullshit letter you left me!"

"You're at my condo?"

She wondered how she could have changed her locks and still met Troy at the same time. She felt like she should have done both immediately. Hindsight is twenty-twenty.

"Where else would I look for you? I don't think you've even been here this morning."

"I'm calling the police, David. You didn't have permission to go in my home."

"Are you at your parents'?"

"Leave my parents alone. Leave me alone. If you needed to talk to somebody, you should have talked to your little maid before you left the ski resort."

She could only hear heavy breathing on the other end of the call.

"Goodbye, David."

"No, wait! How did you... what are you talking about? My maid?"

"She wasn't even the final straw. Did you even wonder where I was when she came in your room this morning and you two screwed? I was already gone by then."

Lisa almost laughed at what she only imagined happened after she left.

"It's not like I'm going to marry her, Lisa. I'm going to marry you."

She almost laughed that he didn't deny any of her wild accusation but instead confirmed it.

"You should probably call her and apologize, see if she'll forgive you for making her a fling this whole week. I don't want to ever see you again, David. Everything in that letter is how I feel and cannot be threatened or belittled away. Do you know she turned eighteen today ?"

Not even breathing came through the phone.

"Goodbye, David."

Lisa disconnected the call, then poked the menu and blocked his number.

"Wow, you should block him."

"I did already, just now."

"That whole conversation was cold, Leese. Totally justified, but cold. You're not even crying."

Lisa grinned and winked at her brother leaned against the bedroom doorway.

"I'm so over him. Just a minute."

He might have understood better if she told him she was over David the second she saw Troy in the hospital three weeks ago, but that would raise more questions than it answered.

She held up one finger in his general direction while she awkwardly dialed and held her phone with the other hand.

"Hello, yes. I'd like to report an intruder in my home."

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"Lisa? Getting off?"

Lisa jumped, literally, at the man's voice.

"Oh, hopefully in about three minutes," she giggled and picked up her suitcase.

"Lucky Troy. Welcome home," the man laughed and held the elevator door open for her.

Gary, the man who woke Lisa up from her zombie state of exhaustion, lived with his wife next door to Lisa and Troy.

He and his wife were like grandparents to Helen and Castor, her and Troy's four year old twins, and all of them regularly did things together.

Lisa had been at a week-long comic book convention in Los Angeles, but Troy was in his fourth year at Colorado School of Mines working on his engineering degree and couldn't go.

Troy had moved in with Lisa as soon as he graduated highschool since he would be going to college nearby.

Troy had added that Lisa would need his help since she was pregnant with twins by some man that Lisa had a one-night stand with while she tried to get over her ex-fiance, and she never got his name or phone number.

Lisa sold her loft and bought a three bedroom unit down the hall just before the twins were born, then she quit her job.

Her comic book, Rabbit, Bunny Rabbit, starring a six foot lady rabbit private detective and her nemesis Trent, a tall, handsome man who happened to be a private detective himself, had success and turned into a lucrative series.

Every issue, they eventually managed to get his supersized cock into her furry pussy over and over.

"Mommy Mommy Mommy," reached her before the excited chorus of her children even came into view with Troy right behind them.

Lisa kissed Troy while their kids hugged her legs. She never let Troy kiss her with their mouths closed or tongues to themselves.

She might change her mind when the twins got older, but it worked for her so far.

"Hi," they whispered to each other, then Lisa kneeled and hugged Castor then Helen.

"Me and Castor have a secret, so don't ask about it," Helen whispered in her ear.

"Oh, that's the only way a secret stays a secret, when nobody asks about it "

Helen shushed her with a little finger across Lisa's lips.

"Dinner will be ready in about thirty minutes," Troy told her as he picked up her suitcase.

"Having a house husband is the best thing in the world," Lisa giggled and followed Troy and the twins into the living room.

Lisa sat down on the couch while Troy took the suitcase to the bedroom.

The twins had toys strewn on the floor and went back to playing like their mom hadn't been gone for an entire week.

When he returned, Troy sat next to Lisa and put his arm around her shoulders and she leaned her head on his shoulder.

"How was the convention?"

"Tiring. There were so many cosplay Bunnies. I think there's more every convention and it seems like all of them want a selfie with their creator.

"Any as hot as the real Bunny?"

"Never," Lisa laughed, "but which real one are you talking about?"

"You, of course," Troy laughed. "The other real one looks enough like you, I'm surprised more people don't talk about that you draw you as her."

"Somebody did ask me about that this convention. I think people are going to make it a thing now."

"Hmmm? Maybe you'll need to dress up as one of those cosplay Bunnies you make fun of."

"You'd like that. Speaking of bunnies... I'm way past ready to screw like a couple rabbits. Do we have time?"

"I wish, but the twins..."

His attention turned to the kids playing.

"I missed them," Lisa whispered. "I think they grew an inch while I was gone. I wish they'd let me skip some of those stupid conventions."

"Mmhmm," Troy hummed. He seemed distracted.

"You okay?"

"Oh yeah, fine. Do you see them?"

He nodded towards the twins.

"Yeah. We make pretty babies, Troy."

"I mean..."

He looked back at Lisa with a strange expression on his face.

"I had... an... imaginary friend when I was a kid, and now the twins do."

"You had an imaginary friend? I didn't know that. How old were you?"

"I remember exactly now. She showed up in my bedroom doorway the night after you left for college. I could only see her silhouette, and I thought you changed your mind and came back. She looked exactly like you, in the dark."

"You had a girl imaginary friend. Wow."

"Our kids have imaginary friends, Leese."

"They told you about them?"

She was surprised he knew about them. She never told anybody about Bunny.

"I figure it's because I had one, but I can see them."

"You can see them? Doesn't that mean they're your imaginary friends?"

"No. These are definitely theirs."

"What are they? I mean, are they people, or something else?"

"They're, well, like people, but rabbits. A boy and a girl, just like the twins, and I think they're both of the twins' friends. They all play together."

"Troy, I had an imaginary friend too, but I can't see them."

Lisa thought of what Bunny had told her, about her baby and Lisa's baby, but that was all in a dream. It wasn't real.

"My imaginary friend was the rabbit in your comics, Leese. How did you know what my imaginary friend looked like? You named her Bunny Rabbit, and that was my imaginary friend's name."

Lisa couldn't even answer him.

"Bunny Rabbit was your imaginary friend?"

"She was the most beautiful creature I'd ever seen, right after my big sister."

"She was my imaginary friend too. That's why I drew her, and Bunny Rabbit in my comic looks exactly like the real... um..."

"Mine was so real too, Leese."

"Have you seen her lately?"

"Not since she just disappeared when I was twelve. I didn't even remember her... until that morning you called me and wanted me to meet you at the Brown Palace."

Lisa shook her head, then looked around the room.

"I'll be right back."

She went to the bathroom and came immediately back with one of her makeup mirrors and sat next to Troy.

She held the mirror between them pointed at their kids, and looked in it.

"I still don't see them, Troy. Do you, um, see anybody else in the mirror?"

Troy scooted forward and looked in the mirror.

"Bunny?" he whispered. He looked at their kids, then back in the mirror.

"Bunny is here. I can only see her in the mirror. How did you know?"

"Troy, I saw Bunny, she was with me... right before I called you that day I left David."

She hadn't said that name since she told Troy to never say it, and it felt weird in her mouth, almost as weird as saying Bunny was with her. She remembered exactly what Bunny meant when she said she was with Lisa.

"She was still your imaginary friend?"

"No, she left me forever when I was ten, but she came back. I thought it was a dream, but now... I really don't know."

"This is super crazy, Leese."

"You don't even know half the crazy."

"She's looking at us. She waved; she knows I can see her in the mirror. She's crying. She made that heart sign with her hands where you put your fingers together to make a heart."

Troy got up, trying to pay attention to where he was going and still looking in the mirror, and went to the front door, opened it and struggled to look in the mirror both directions down the hallway

He lowered the mirror to his side and looked at Lisa.

"She's gone."

"Troy, sit down. I need to tell you why you can see Bunny in the mirror, why her kids are our kids' imaginary friends, and how you're her kids' dad."

"I thought it was crazy just that they call me 'Daddy'.

"Is this going to take awhile? Dinner's almost ready."

"When Bunny explained it to me, she had to stop time."

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