A bratty bunnygirl in heat intercepts Vix on his way to a first date. Can the bumbling buck fend her off without giving in to the thick breeding pheromones? Can he at least manage a cry for help before she notices him staring at her pretty armpits?
Hello, my lovelies! This was originally envisioned as a Valentine's Day story, but, well. It's a bit closer to Easter now. I hope you enjoy! I really liked writing this one. Not sure if I'll do a sequel, but keeping my options open.
This one's playing with some kinks I don't write a ton of, so check the tags!
EDIT: Due to a mixup, the story was mistitled "Be My Velveteen", a working title intended for when this was gonna be a Valentine's Day story. Sorry for the confusion! It has been corrected.