Bunny Trail

So I joined a cult. I know what you're thinking. That I'm taking a huge risk and I've just been brainwashed by some power-driven idiot. Well, that's not the case.

They call themselves the cult of the Egg. Why? I don't know. It could be because their compound is shaped like an egg with a huge dome of opaque material to block out any negative energy. I don't know if the negative energy part is true. I do know that they have some kind of magic going on. It could be because they make a majority of their income raising different creatures for their eggs.

Last year they had a celebration for Venus being close to the earth. A bunch of people volunteered to help worship the goddess of love. I didn't know what it meant so I avoided the two places where people could submit their names. One was just a large chalkboard where people wrote their names or looked to see if a name was written. One lady raised Hades about her daughter writing her name on the wall. I didn't know then why it was a big deal but she was just 14 so they erased her name. They said it was about respect for the goddess and safety.

The day of the celebration came and I was surprised to find that the doors to the viewing stands were guarded. They let me by but kept some 15-year-olds from entering. I wondered why but didn't care enough to ask.

The field was kind of like a forest with a meadow in its center. The grass looked lush and the trees all seemed to grow in a way that kept them from blocking our view. In the center was a fenced-in stockade with people milling around in it...naked people. There were men and women closed in together almost shoulder to shoulder...or special parts to special parts. They started passing something out and then drinking it. At the same time, this guy gets led out with a harness on. They gave him something to drink too.

He grew almost a foot and a half transforming into what resembled a minotaur complete with a swinging cock. The guy strained his harness towards the coral of people and bellowed as his cock stopped swinging and started standing. That was when the bell rang. The harness fell off of him and he charged forward. The fence around the other people vanished as he ran. Some started sprinting while others stood still. When he got to the first person he mounted them calling out as he fucked them. I watched as the woman under him made sounds I thought only machines could cause. When he stopped pumping he left her leaking as he charged after another nearby person. They went down as well. I watched as he fucked, chased, caught, and fucked person after person after person. His stamina was incredible but it started to wane after about 30 minutes.

"I get wanting to have a bull size cock but if it runs your stamina down to nothing it's not worth it." The woman sitting next to me said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Whenever we do this ceremony someone gets selected to be the Sire. They get to pick any animal or mystical creature that embodies virility. The Priestesses then whip up a potion that gives them matching abilities and...equipment. He picked a bull so he gets a bull dick and strength." She explained.

The minotaur was trying to mount another person but seemed to have trouble standing. While that was happening people who had hidden rushed out to start having sex with the people who had already been caught or had fallen behind.

"What's so bad about that?" I asked feeling self-conscious about my erection.

She smoothed her blond hair back and looked at me with light brown eyes. They ran up and down me pausing ever so shortly on my lap. I swallowed and expected a cry of alarm. Instead, she gestured with her hand for me to move closer. I obliged out of curiosity.

"If you were in a threesome...would you only want to have sex with one of the people in it?" She whispered and laid a hand on my lap.

"I...are they both..." I started to ask.

"They both want your cock to pound their holes..." She said.

"I'd want to fuck them both until they couldn't move..." I said sliding my hand into her lap.

"Good...and you get the first part of it. If you're the Sire you want to fuck all of the does." She added and her hand found my cock.

Then she watched my face as she began to work her hand up and down my length I glanced around the stands. We weren't the only two sitting close together. A few sat with people knelt in front of them. There was a group of four near the top who seemed to be taking turns on one another as they watched.

"Can I?" I asked my hand poised at the opening to her robe.

"If you can then please do..." She said.

I slid my hand down and through a patch of hair and began to rub her wet lips as I tried not to blow my load. She let out a satisfied groan and stroked my cock faster.

"As I was....explaining. A good Sire wants to fuck all the does. If he can't then other does will fuck them or each other..." She panted as my fingers slipped inside her.

"Is...is that..." I tried to ask but she ran her palm over the tip of my cock and I had to shut my mouth not to cry out.

"I'm not done...and you better not be..." She said as my fingers slowed.

I started back and rubbed the heel of my palm against her lips as I curled my fingers up each time they went in. For a moment her eyes were locked on the field's viewing screen as the bull mounted a woman with huge breasts from behind and bellowed as it fucked her.

"This is more like it...If a Sire is good you can come back next year...there's also the added benefit of everyone knowing you can fuck a crowd of people. Folks will come to you when they're horny or want to prove something...if...grind harder with your heel...FUCK...there you go..." She shrugged open her robe and revealed her breasts.

They were small but perky and I had my lips on her nipple before I could think to ask. It seemed like I had just gotten to flick it with my tongue when she gasped and moaned as I felt her clench around my fingers. Her hand stopped moving and I thought maybe we were done.

I was wrong. She pulled open my robe and began to suck my cock. Her head bobbed up and down as she ran me as deep into her throat as she could. The edge I had been teetering on shot forward and I was hanging in the air like a cartoon.

She groaned as I came and swallowed my jizz before sitting up to wipe her mouth with the heel of her palm. I looked up at her from where I was reclined back against the bottom of the seats behind her and smiled.

"My name's Cotton," I said.

"I'm Aspasia...how do you feel about giving head?" She asked pulling up her robe.

"Better to show than tell right?" I asked as I knelt.

Venus Day was my new favorite holiday.

Aspasia ground her ass against my face as my tongue traced her asshole. I enjoyed the feeling of her fingertips digging into my ribcage as she bent over my chest. I rubbed her lips slowly only picking up pace when my tongue did. She rocked against my face and hand as she let out a long low moan.

I swore I could feel her dripping onto my chin and neck and would rather have been face-deep in it. But she had a weakness for getting her ass eaten and I wanted her to be as open to my suggestion as possible. It also doesn't hurt that licking her anus makes her want anal.

When she squirmed and slid forward I followed pressing against her back. I pushed my cock against her lips gliding it over her sensitive skin. She whimpered with anticipation. She knew what was coming next.

Once my cock was good and wet I rubbed my head against her asshole she immediately tried to push back onto it. She loves a good rough-ass fuck. I held her in place by her hips as I slowly entered her. When I kept her from grinding against it she took one of my hands and placed it over her clit. I started rubbing as I stroked. I went slow wanting to build it and leave her desperate on that ledge. When her attempts to push back got even harder I stopped. I quit pushing into her and wouldn't let her push back onto me and my hand froze over her clit and lips.

"I'm so close..." She was almost grunting.

"Help me win the drawing...I said." I replied.

"I...its complicated..." She tried to say.

I slammed into her ass hard and fast for a couple of seconds while my fingers drummed across her clit in rapid succession. If Aspasia planned on responding that thought went out the window as she felt the edge coming up again. When I stopped this time she almost squealed in frustration.

"Okay, just finish the damn job!" She yelled.

I pulled out and I swore I heard her almost sob but it turned into a gasp of surprise as I squirted a bit of lube on her anus and my cock. I could see her shoulders visibly relax as I stroked lubing the inside of her. It would make me ripping her ass in half even more surprising and better.

My body slammed into hers as I used my full weight to press her into the ground. She was soaking my fingers as they rubbed her lips and clit in a fast firm circle. My balls slapped against her with each stroke and I was pleased to only hear the uh uh uh uh of someone trying to keep their eyes open while they are fucked into the dirt. When her hands clawed into the simple dirt floor of the building I smiled but didn't stop. Arching her back and biting her lip she squealed and then sunk down her body relaxing. I pushed deep into her and she tensed a bit with a pleased sound as I filled her with my cum.

"Extortion is kinda hot. What did you have in mind now that you'd soiled and corrupted me?" She asked stretching out her sweaty form.

"I want to win the drawing," I said wiping my cock off.

"Why?" She asked.

"Let's focus on the how for now," I replied.

I don't have a big ego. That's probably what you're thinking right now. My ego is perfectly normal my problem is that I'm lazy. When I first joined up it was for the free room and board. I worked for the cult and got to keep my stuff and could do side work if I wanted to. Then last year some prick got onto the council and took anything people had of value to "better the congregation". He also recruited a bunch of office workers and suddenly my cushy job doing office work vanished. I was put on a physical community worship task force or PCW.

In a month I went from working in an air-conditioned office where occasionally I'd fool around with someone in the supply closet to hard manual labor. Printers are almost as good as those special cushions you can get from sex shops. Though it's a lot harder to clean cum off of that screen. Working in a crew of other folks who were not as fun or attractive as my previous coworkers is hell. There was this gal with a freckled face and curly hair but she became the crew boss's assistant. I had to dig irrigation ditches, pick up trash, lay bricks, and do another hundred awful jobs. The jobs had gotten me into better shape...but I'd rather choose to work in the gym than be forced to work in the crews.

Aspasia showed me the inner workings of the cult when I was still new. She also would occasionally show me the best places to fuck if you didn't have a private home or a public sex kink. Well, she has a public sex kink but it gives me performance issues.

Back to the work stuff. I found out that you can get off the crew if you have special skills, I have none. Then I found out that folks who get ceremonial jobs don't have to work besides the ceremonial stuff. It took all of two seconds for me to decide what job to go after, Sire.

The Sire works one day a year if you call it that. You get your large apartment with plenty of places to relax and your bathroom with a large tub and shower. You're also treated with respect and can get away with a lot of shit. I needed to become the Sire. Luckily I had a tongue up on the competition.

Aspasia works in ceremonies so she helps plan and execute all the ceremonies. That means she could guarantee that I would be picked as the next Sire for the ceremony. It wasn't technically against the rules but would be frowned upon. She said no until I edged her to the point of agreement. That was the first part solved. Aspasia was able to talk them into changing some of the rules enough for her to stack it in my favor.

I needed to make sure that I would stay the Sire. The last one had turned out to be an asshole and permanently lost the position. To avoid that I needed to do well in the festival. I'd already solved that. I chose a stallion as my animal, I'd have a cock as big as a bull but enough stamina to fuck all the participants two times over. It was perfection.

I was chosen and acted very surprised. The days between my selection and the festival flew by. I worked on my stamina by exercising, masturbating, and strengthening my jaw on Aspasia. The last one started as a way to get her to quit complaining about not being allowed to take part in the festival. But I thought being able to fuck someone with my cock and my mouth could double my numbers.

The air was hot when I was led out to the field harnessed to some ceremonial official. I drank down the glass bottle he handed me and felt all the blood in my body start to burn and rush through my body to my cock.

My eyes dilated as they locked on the nude people...no they were mates. My mates, I would run them down smell them, and mount them if they were ready. The whiskers on my nose twitched as I caught the clear scent of heat coming from some of them. I heard the fence falling away before I saw it. I leaped forward the harness snapping off of me and revealing my nude chiseled body covered with soft tan fur and engorged cock and my fluffy feet.

I glanced up at the viewing windows above the field and saw myself. I had a short snout with whiskers, long tall ears, and a fluffy tail.

"What the fuck?" I exclaimed and turned to the official.

"Go do your job, I'm not here for you." He said.

"Why am I a fucking rabbit?" I asked.

"I don't know. You're not fucking though." He shot back.

"I was supposed to be a STALLION!" I screamed.

"They might have messed up the potion. The more time you awkwardly face me down with that giant carrot of yours the less ass you get." He responded.

Then I caught the scent of heat again and sweat. I turned seeing a tall lithe woman running away from the crowd. Her small but round ass jiggled with each stride. My feet moved before I realized it. I jumped and ran faster than ever before but my brain was fixed on her ass.

She was fast but I was faster. When I caught up to her I dropped down to all fours and nudged my nose against her ass. It came away damp and I was sure she was ready. I jumped on her back and she staggered then we tumbled rolling. I started before we stopped moving. She was hot and wet and as I drove into her she let out soft cries of pleasure. When I emptied myself she rolled onto her back panting.

"Wait here for the next round," I said turning to run after another mate.

I charged past most of the mates for the one farthest away. She was short but her thick legs pumped as she moved out ahead of all of the others. I jumped over one mate whose large breasts caught my eye but I knew what needed to be done. I couldn't let them scatter, not before I got the first round done.

She was sweating and I could smell the heat on her without nuzzling her ass...though I would have done it if I had the time. I bounded over her catching her as she ran into me. She had perfect tear-dropped breasts with large areolas. I picked her up and watched them bounce as I held her up and fucked her. Her hips bucked against me each time they met mine and I saw her stomach clench as she bit her lip. I let her down and she slid down exhausted.

I saw my next target fleeing towards the woods and smiled as I bounded after them. By the time I had caught and fucked them the rest had realized that trying to break from the group brought my attention. My attention brought my cock. My cock brought them to their knees or back or front. My brain felt pride and excitement as I rushed to set to my "work".

My breath was starting to get heavy as lunged into a tall thin woman beneath me. Her back was arched and I could tell she was grinding her cock against the soft grass as I fucked her. Good, I fucked her and she fucked the earth.

When I hopped away to leave her leaking and panting on the ground I spotted my last three unsired mates. They had managed to break away from the main group during my argument with the official. It had taken a bit to fuck my way through the crowd in the center. I was a good sire though and didn't leave them until each one had my seed dripping out of at least one hole.

A woman and a man ran within pace of each other. The third was ahead of them but had doubled over hands on his knees as he panted. He had a pretty face that took on surprise and shock as I leaped up and landed behind him. His pale ass bounced as I fucked him. I was too horny and driven to debate my sexuality as I pounded the brains out of a long-haired twink. He screamed as I emptied myself into him and onto his back. He fell to his hands and knees gasping.

I turned advancing on the other man as I spat into my hand and wiped my cock clean. His legs shook, he'd been frozen in place as I satisfied his companion. His full lips trembled as he stood in place refusing to move. I looked him up and down spying the scars on his chest. I caught the scent of sweat and arousal from him.

"Not running anymore?" I asked.

"I ran with my friend, Micah. Since he can't run anymore I won't either." He responded nodding at the twink who was jerking as he watched me approach his friend.

"A good man," I said stepping to him, "Face to face, face down, or bent over. Choose."

"Ben..." He started to say.

Before he finished I'd spun him around and pushed into him. He was hot and wet and groaned with pleasure. I heard a frustrated sound from Micah behind me. I spun him as I plunged deep into him. I grabbed his shoulder and pulled making him lift his head as I collided with his hindquarters. Micah was enjoying the show and given the flood from his pussy his friend liked it too. I left my handprint on both of his ass cheeks before I finished inside him.

"You two have my permission to fuck until I come back," I said pushing him off of my cock.

My last mate was running away. Her ass bounced and I felt a flash of familiarity but it was drowned out by the desire the scent of her heat sent into me. I started after her gaining ground but catching her at the edge of the tree line. She dripped sweat and panted when I pushed her against a tree but I knew what she wanted as she pushed her hips back and lifted a leg.

I heard her gasp as I slid into her. She was the last one. I would fuck them all again but now I was going to enjoy this accompaniment. I was going to enjoy her. I rocked into her helping hold her leg up at first then holding her up as she leaned against the tree. She was hot and wet around my cock. I angled my thrusts up more and her gasps became quiet cries as my balls slapped against her clit. When she went slack after a spasm a thought occurred to me. I pulled my cock out and she turned slowly to face me.

Aspasia panted and looked at me as she leaned back against the tree. In the back of my mind, I knew she wasn't supposed to take part in the ceremony. It was against the rules. But she was my mate...my mate who was still standing...I had to bring her to her knees or back like the rest.

I picked her up and she looked at me grinning as the tip of my cock lined up with her asshole. She slid down onto it by bending her legs. She looked up at me and I felt her eyes on what I guessed were my big floppy ears.

"You think you're cock is covered in enough cum to lube my asshole?" She asked with excitement in her eyes.

I responded by starting hard fast strokes. Her cries of pleasure and pain melded together as I worked her to the edge. When I slowed down she whimpered and tried to grind her hips for release.