Andre
A brief glimpse at how a cult can supersede its creator. Written 2016.
Walter stretched and gave the pregnant rabbit on the couch behind the camera a wink, then closed his robe again as the door opened.
Anielle stepped in holding her pad, “Andre is here.”
“Oh, yes, you've been telling me about him. Bring him in. I want to see this big bunny for myself.”
The tall rabbit stepped aside and beckoned their guest in.
A taller male rabbit ducked through the doorway, his ears brushing the top of the frame, then stood up straight as she closed the door behind him.
Walter smiled wide and looked over the pine wood colored rabbit from eartips to toes and back, “You are amazing. Come over here, so I can get a better look.
Andre stepped to the end of the bed and stood tall to be examined.
“You are a fine example of a rabbit.” He brushed the large morph's whiskers as he studied his lapine face, then explored his broad chest and trailed his hand over his furry shoulder. He slid both hands up the back of his head to stroke both of the rabbit's long ears, then followed down his muscular back, with his strong arms beside, and fondled his fluffy tail.
The big rabbit clenched his firm butt with a sharp inhale of surprise.
Walter chuckled and glanced to the camera, “Mida, are you getting this? Just look at these amazing legs.” He slid his hand down the thick, furry thigh and back up the side, then down the back. “Lift your foot onto the bed, so I can get a better look.”
Andre complied, holding his firm pose.
“Such superb rabbit feet, long and strong,” He stroked the presented foot, pushing his fingers between the furry toes, then dragged his fingers up the inside of the rabbit's thigh as he moved around him again, this time pressing his body close. He slid a hand over the rabbit's hip and slipped it between his legs to find his balls and hold them firmly, making the buck gasp again. “He will make wonderful rabbits.”
“I will be happy to breed as many strong rabbits as I can.” Andre held his composure, despite the human's penis pressed against his thigh and hand on his balls.
“And you're sixteen?”
“Yes, I was raised in a small town in Utah in America, originally as a pet, then they put me to work. When I was set free, I found out about your rules and did whatever it took to get here, where I could find other rabbits. I am sorry I took so long.”
Walter chuckled, still amused at his devoted following. “It's never too late. Did any of the does outside interest you?”
“They looked like they had already been bred by the bucks with them. I came here for your guidance. I will not waste my seed.”
He smiled, “I think we can find you some suitable mates. If Anielle wasn't carrying one already, you two could make some beautifully big bunnies.” He looked down and smiled, then wrapped his hand around the penis that had emerged, “I think he likes that idea.”
Andre flinched, but steeled himself.
Anielle looked up from her pad with a smile, “Braeda was coming in later for you, but I just told her to come in now.” She held up the pad with a picture of a smiling blonde rabbit.
Walter looked at the image and thought a moment, then smiled and started stroking the shaft in his hand, “Oh perfect. She's a big bunny, too and her golden fur with yours will make some fabulous rabbits.”
“I'll meet her at the elevator.” Anielle headed out, closing the door behind her.
Walter milked precum from the rabbit and watched it drip down his hand, “She'll be here soon and you can put this to good use.”
The buck grunted as he reflexively thrust his hips against the hand stroking his shaft.
“Ah, save it for Braeda, you eager buck.” He slid his hand down to fondle his furry balls, then stroked his thigh.
Andre covered his erection with his paws and put his foot down as the door opened a crack. He looked and saw a small, black face peeking past the doorknob.
“Who is this?” Walter held the rabbit's hips as he looked past him.
“It's Cazoma,” she timidly stuck her head in.
Walter thought a moment, “Oh, Cazzie. How are you feeling?”
“I'm okay, I guess.” She slipped in, revealing her solid black, naked body and closed the door behind her, keeping her eyes on the big rabbit.
“Do you like him?”
She nodded and slowly walked toward him.
“He's looking for does to help make big, strong rabbits.”
She smiled and stopped in front of him, looking hopefully up at him looking silently down at her.
“Have you bred?” Walter rubbed the base of the big rabbit's tail to help entice him.
She looked down and drooped, “I … lost one … it was yours … I'm sorry.”
“I'm sorry to hear that.”
“They said it was too small and weak to live.”
“Are you ready to try for another one?”
She looked up at his human penis poking out of his robe, then at the solid furry abs in front of her. “If it's his. I want a big, strong bunny inside me; one that can survive.”
“Looks like we found another mate for you, Andre.” He groped the big rabbit's butt, making him buck his hips.
Cazzie put her paws on his and he slowly moved them away, revealing his throbbing erection. She gently caught it in her paws and looked up at him, then licked her lips and took it into her mouth.
He tried to stay strong as she pleasured him, refusing put any seed where it would not make bunnies, but his body bucked in response. He pushed her away, his shaft throbbing for release, then picked her up and stood her on the bed. Before he could get her in place and plant his seed, the door opened and in walked a tall, golden colored doe.
“Yes, he is a fine specimen of rabbit. Thank you for thinking of me.” She walked up to the big buck and looked him in the eyes, then turned to Cazzie, “Move aside, little one; this buck is for the big rabbits.” She nudged the smaller rabbit out of the way, then bent over the bed and shook her tail as she presented herself to him.
Andre held his paw on Cazzie's hip and looked at her, then looked over his shoulder at Walter.
“Better get in there before you lose it.”
He knew his duty and grabbed the big doe's hips as he thrust his ready erection into her.
Braeda moaned her satisfaction and Walter walked around for a better view. He sat down beside the bed and the doe beckoned him closer, then pulled him into a kiss.
Andre blindly thrust into her, wondering why his release wouldn't come. He opened his eyes and saw her kissing Walter, then looked to the small black rabbit still standing on the bed, watching him. He pulled her against him and kissed her small lips, then thrust one last time as he finally pumped his seed into the waiting doe.
Braeda moaned happily as she accepted his gift, then stood up, pulling off of him and turning around. “Mmm, thank you.” She smiled and kissed his lips roughly, then turned to Walter. She stepped up to him and kissed him passionately, slipping her paws in his robe to find his erection. “I came for you. Will you cum for me? Give me a chance for another one of yours.” She pulled him back as she lay on the bed and he eagerly found his way inside her.
Andre watched as the rabbit he just bred begged for a human child. It seemed an insult, not only to him, but to all rabbits. Walter Elliot may have created the rules and consider himself an honorary rabbit, but his seed was still human. He looked to the little, black doe in his arm and smiled. It didn't matter what the human did, he did his part and he could do it again and again.
“Shall I get you ready again?” The doe stroked his chest fondly.
“I'll get you ready.”
“What?”
He crossed his arms and grabbed her hips, then flipped her over, tossing her legs over his shoulders as he hungrily kissed her slit, pushing his tongue inside and making her cry out in surprise. She moaned her pleasure and found his rabbit penis below her, eagerly stroking it with her paws.
“Look at that; he is a good rabbit.” Walter quickened his thrusts as he watched.
“Make me a good rabbit again,” Braeda pulled at his hips.
“You are a good rabbit.” he smiled at her and caressed her breasts as he humped into her, glancing up at the big buck.
Andre scooped his arm under Cazzie's shoulders and flipped her over again, spreading her legs around his waist and smoothly sliding his eager shaft inside the small doe with a moan from both of them. He held her hips and thrust into her as he smiled down at her. Her grateful, begging expression and pleading paws on his belly made it easy and he pushed deep inside her as he pumped his rabbit seed into her.
“Yes! Breed that bunny!” Walter thrust into Braeda and released his load into her with a satisfied moan as he watched the buck.
The golden doe accepted this gift with a sigh, then stroked his cheek, “Was that for me?”
Walter grinned at her and caressed her furry breasts and belly, “Every last drop, so you can make me a big, strong bunny like him.”
Cazoma clung to the big buck, enjoying the feel of him inside her and around her, and Andre held her close. This felt so much better than the casual dismissal from the bigger doe. He would gladly breed her as many times as she could and he hoped other does would be as grateful as Cazzie. All does should be as glad and eager to help him grow the greatest species.