Fat Game Women x Male Readers (Slow Update)

Bunny Hole (Vanny)

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Vanny x Reader

Art by Mizz-Britt

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My eyes fluttered open but was only met by darkness. I sighed as I shifted my body up the support beam to get myself some level of comfort and waited.

Waiting is all I could do as I was chain up to the darn piece of wood for I think a couple weeks, a month? I don't know, I lost any sense of time in this dark basement.

*Click*

I jolted as I heard the sound of the door unlocked. A sliver of light appeared in front of me as the silhouette of a door illuminated. Soon the door swung open and the shadowy shape of a fat rabbit stood before me. Its large glowing red eyes radiating from the void.

"Hello my husband! How was your day?" She asked, not bothered by me chained to the pole. She picked up a large brown burlap sack that had red stains splattered all over it. "I brought you dinner," she sang. She presented another but smaller sack and waddled over to me and took a seat next to me. From the small sack she took out a styrofoam box and placed it on my lap.

"It's your favorite, fried chicken and fries!"

She then turned to her large back and dove into it. I never saw what she ate, always eating in the bag, never popping out until she was done. I turned to my food and just watched it. Don't get me wrong I was hungry but it's hard to eat when your hands are tied up to a wood pole!

I sat in silence, my stomach growling, as the fat crazed rabbit devoured whatever was in that sack. She ate like a wild animal as the only sounds in this bleak dark room was from her ripping and scarfing down her meal.

I turned my gaze to her and scanned her balloon body. I had looked over her form many times and there were things that I still couldn't figure out. For one I couldn't figure out if she was a human in a makeshift bunny suit or an actual humanoid rabbit with patchwork skin. Second when I first came here she was a thin but shapely woman, with each time she would come back she was a bit more fatter.

"Burp. Ahh, that was a good meal. Did you enjoy your meal too, husband?" She asked, popping her head out of the bag. Her face was covered in red, dripping to the floor below. Her blood red eyes scanned over me, her creepy smile never leaving her face.

"Oh husband, you don't touch your meal. Here, let me help you." She leaned forward and grabbed a handful of food, spattering red liquid all over it with her hands. Being as ungracefully as possible she shoved the food in my mouth, gagging me with iron tasting chicken and taters. I coughed as she resumed feeding me by hand. Her large soft body crushed into my thin form, feeling my joints pop from the heavy load.

"All done," she cooed, now resting her full weight on my lap. Her glowing red eyes illuminated my tired face as I looked angrily into hers.

"Oh, don't be like that," she cupped my sunken cheeks, "soon you'll come live with me and we'll be a happy family, you, me, and our child!" She pressed her large belly into my body, shaking it. "Although I must finish what my master started years ago and when I do, we will have our happy ever after!" She then got off me and stoot to her full height, standing tall over my chained body as I couldn't see past her heavy gut.

"But first," she took a step forward and placed her foot on my ankle. My eyes shot open as I tried to squirm away but it was too late. Using all her weight she snapped my ankle as I screamed in pain. Quickly she grabbed hold of my mouth and leaned as forward as her fat body could go until her face was in front of mine, the red eyes illuminating my crying face.

"This is a reminder of your disobedience, and if you keep resisting my love I'll make sure there is less of you to love! Now we don't want that do we?" I quickly shook my head and her smile grew. Removing her hand from my mouth she gave me a passionate kiss before standing back up.

With a high pitch laugh she walked back to the door and closed it behind her, leaving me in the darkness once again. My head fell, feeling the metal chains rub at my sore wrist and the sharp pain of my ankle as all emotions dissolve. Whatever glimmer of hope existed in me was snuffed out by those red eyes burned in my skull.