FGA/Do some laundry
From Create Your Own Story
Hoping to take your mind off this strange turn of events, you gather up some towels and strip the blankets off your bed, which stink with the sour smell of sweat and sickness. Laundry basket in you arms, you make your way down to the laundry room and dump your linens in the machine. You're measuring soap and fabric softener when you hear a noise behind you. Glancing back, you see a lanky brown rabbit standing in the doorway, bouncing nervously on his huge back feet. His fur is a dark sable, his underbelly a pale tan. He has blue eyes, a cute overbite, and long ears that stand straight up. You gaze travels down his lean body, lingering on the furry sheath at his crotch, where the pink tip of his cock glistens in the harsh overhead lights.
"Hi there," he says. "I'm Ben. Doing laundry?"
You refrain from making a smart-ass remark about baking cakes. "That's right."
"Have you been changed long?" Ben asks, stepping into the room. "I don't remember seeing you before. And I'd remember you."
"I just woke up this morning," you say.
"Oh, so you haven't felt the urges yet, then," Ben says.
"What urges?" you ask, your ears twitching back and forth as you feel uneasy.
"Mating urges," the rabbit says, one hand wrapping around his sheath and stroking it, two inches of his slick pink cock emerging. He looks down at your crotch and licks his lips. "The need to mate is almost overwhelming. You've never felt anything like it."
