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The building was dark and cold, nothing could be seen from how dark it was. I sat up from where I was laying. I couldn't remember much of what happened before I gotten here, but there was one thing I did remember. My head was pounding, as if someone had taken a large object and hit me over the head with it. And that was exactly what happened. I didn't have the chance to see who it was, but all I knew was that my head hurt like all hell. I groaned, holding a hand to my now pounding head.

There were footsteps approaching from the distance, the both sounded heavy and they got closer to each second. "H-Hello ? W-who's there and where am I ?" I called out, trying my best to stand before realizing my legs were bound together. I fell back onto my chest with a grunt, looking up at whoever was now in front of me.

There were 2 pairs of legs, both belonging to tall figures. I did my best to sit up and get myself away from whoever it was in front of me before a hand extended outward and got a tight grip on my hair. I winced, gritting my teeth at how harshly they held my hair. They lifted me up, just enough for my body to be lifted off the ground, my legs kicking around beneath. "Look at the poor little bunny, your head must hurt you, does it not ?" Whoever it was that had a grip on my hair had a low voice, that seemed to shake my ears when they spoke. Only now did a light come on above me, allowing me to get a better look at the two individuals before me. The man with the grip on my hair was a rather tall orange..rabbit humanoid..being. The other a green gator with a bright red mohawk.

The orange rabbit brought me closer to his face, a little too close for your liking. "Aw..are you scared ?" He asked lowly, followed by a small laugh that rumbled from deep in his chest. "Well you should be." He muttered out before dropping me back onto the ground, coaxing out a low grunt from me. The gator stepped over to me, kneeling beside me while holding a finger under my chin, forcing my head up to look at him. His expression looked soft and gentle, but his entire being seemed quite the opposite. "What a pretty little thing." He hummed out, leaning in and giving a long lick up my cheek, causing me to grumble at the feeling. He pulled away, satisfied with what he'd done. The two stepped away from me, talking amongst themselves a few steps back. The orange rabbit stepped over to me once again, grabbing me by my arms and pulling me up into his lap. He was was much larger than me, my head only going up to his chest while being sat in his lap. He undid the ropes that bound my legs together only to use them to tie my hands behind my back. The gator soon came over, sitting himself in front of the two of us.

"W-wait a minute ! what the hell are you two planning on doing-?" I exclaimed, now tossing myself around in the rabbit's lap. He didn't seem to happy about that, grabbing my chin tightly in one hand and holding an arm over my chest. He pulled my face up to look at his, his mouth slowly opening to uncover a long, tentacle like tongue. He hooked his thumb onto my lower jaw, forcing my mouth open before his 'tongue' made it's way over to my mouth. Even with his mouth open and his tongue out, he was still able to form proper words. "If you even think about biting down, I will make this night hell for you." He warned before quickly pushing his tongue into my mouth. My eyes grew wide as the tentacle like muscle made it's way down my throat. I gagged harshly, wiggling around in the rabbit's hold, trying to free my arms. Tears welled up in my eyes as the rabbit simply took joy in my pathetic attempts to free myself. The gator gave a small chuckle, reaching down to take hold of one of my ankles tightly in his hand. He shuffled himself closer to me, keeping my leg tight in his hold, being sure I wouldn't move. He brought up a clawed finger to my chest, gently running it down over my shirt. The sound of ripping fabric could be heard in the process as my shirt now fell off my body, being reduced to nothing but tattered rags.

He then made his way down to my pants, causing me to quickly try and force my legs together. He noticed and glared up at me, making his grip on my ankle painfully tight. I winced, not sure what to focus on. There was too much happening. The gator forced my legs open once again, curling his fingers under the hem of my jeans before quickly yanking them down to my ankles. They didn't come off completely, due to my shoes still being on. He moved himself between my legs, my ankles stuck, wrapped up in my pants. After a bit, the rabbit eventually pulled his tongue away, closing his mouth once he had. I coughed harshly, panting as I had finally been given the chance at having air. He gave a deep chuckle, moving his hand from my face and chest now holding me by my waist. The gator leaned down, running his tongue over my stomach, causing a shiver to run down my spine. I held my eyes shut tight, grunting as I turned my head away. The rabbit grabbed my jaw and forced me to face the other in front of me, something beneath me began pressing against my pelvic area. My eyes widened at the feeling as I quickly glanced down to see what it was. Another tentacle like appendage wrapped around my upper thigh, soon several more tentacles showed up between my legs, each one sliding over my pelvis, scoping out the area. The gator laugh as I squirmed from the stranger sensation, grabbing at my undergarments and pulling them aside, leaving me completely nude. The rabbit gave a low chuckle himself, one of the tentacles tracing over my entrance. I shivered harshly at the feeling, looking down at everything unfolding beneath me. The tentacle soon started to press into my entrance, causing a rather loud moan to escape my lips. The rabbit seemed to be enjoying this as well, giving a heavy, almost relieved sigh as he moved himself deeper into me.

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