Lucy sat at the dinner table feeling uncomfortable. She had come to visit her friends Judy and Megan but the bunny maid was making her uneasy. She had known Ashly as a bright and bubbly cheerleader but to see her acting this way, so subservient, seemed wrong. The bunny had, with great concentration, laid the plates down in front of all the guests, her big fluffy paws obviously making such dextrous moves difficult.

Lucy could still feel the overgrown boobs pressing into her side as Ashly reached past to place Lucy's plate. Each time the maid had laid a plate she would walk past Judy to receive a touch, stroke or pat on the rump which delighted her and spurred her on to the kitchen to retrieve more items. Lucy would not have known it was Ashly if it was not for the gossip that was running around the cheerleading circuit.

Lucy sat and politely picked away at her meal trying to push Ashly from her mind, the discussion was revolving around ideas and plans for the rest of the season.

“So Lucy, what do you think?”

“Huh?” Lucy startled awake realising the conversation had moved on further than she anticipated.

“The plan, do you think it will get us that bonus?”

“Yeah… sounds good.” Lucy stumbled, hoping to move the conversation on to allow her to catch up.

“She has no idea what we are talking about,” said Judy with a smile.

“She was too busy ogling that maid of yours,” grinned Megan.

That startled Lucy. “No!” She may have been staring but not in that way.

“I bet she is jealous and wants one of her own,” provoked Megan, attacking whilst she saw Lucy unbalanced.

“No!”

“Do you always answer in the negative?” interrogated Judy.

“No!” Lucy was getting angry now, causing a laugh from the table.

“Sorry Lucy, but for the whole meal you have been watching Little Maid like a hungry cat.”

“She is not a maid she has a name! Ashly.”

“She does. But it’s ‘Little Maid’.” Judy turned in her chair to look over at the bunny maid struggling with some cutlery. “Ashly.” Judy called quietly, then a bit louder after no response from the maid, “Ashly.” There was still no response, the bunny’s nose scrunched in concentration trying to prevent cutlery slipping from her paws.

“Little Maid” Judy whispered. The bunny’s ears perked as she looked up. Seeing her mistress looking at her the bunny bounded to her mistress’s side, ignoring the few bits of silverware she dropped in doing so.

“Oh who is a clever bunny.” Spoke Judy as she gave her maid some attention. “See, it is ‘Little Maid’, she will respond to nothing else.” Judy reached down and inspected Little Maid's paws. "Let me look Little Maid, just want to make sure you did not cut yourselves when you dropped these knives."

“That proves nothing. You have just... just... trained her that way.” Lucy growled.

“Oh my,” remarked Judy as she adjusted the bunny’s clothing, making a point of ignoring Lucy's comment. "This the bust on her outfit does not fit her near as well as it did before. Is it me or are her boobs smaller?”

“I believe they are,” agreed Megan. “You must not be feeding her enough. Her boobs act like humps on a camel. That way you could leave her in the flat for a few days without worrying about her starving to death.”

“Feed her? She needs feeding? I have not seen her eat or drink anything since you changed her for the second time. I thought you made her into some type of android.”

Lucy sat with her mouth agape, not believing what she was hearing.

“Oh no. She needs feeding all-right. You know how your boobs change in size right?”

“Yes, you told me they act like men’s balls. Some kind of sperm factory that is drained when me and little maid get carnal. It is the one thing I’m not exactly happy about with your new design for me. Though I can't complain about the full body orgasm.”

Megan laughed. “Your boobs do not make sperm. If they did little maid would certainly be knocked up by now. No, they make rich creamy milk with all the nutrients Little Maid needs to survive. She will literally die without you.”

Judy’s eyes widened. “Well little maid. Looks like we need to change our midnight repertoire, and get that pretty little mouth of yours working a lot harder than I currently allow.”

“You can’t be serious!  You are treating her like a slave, a sexual play thing. She is a human being. I cannot believe my ears or eyes!” screamed Lucy.

“She is not a slave. She is a maid and enjoying every minute of it,” clarified Judy. “I gave her time to think and she chose this life freely.”

“Regardless, you are treating her as a slave and using her. A golden cage is still a cage. I cannot believe you believe anything different.”

“I object to that,” said Judy softly, with a hard edge to her voice. “What are you trying to say?”

“I saw the video you took of Ashley's last night. It was obvious she had become a drugged up mindless being with no will of her own. You are lucky it was not me, one sniff of those pheromones and I would have grabbed a knife and made you a gelding.”

“Ohhh!” mocked Megan. “So you are saying we are taking advantage of weak willed people and you were have resisted Judy’s charms in the same place.”

“Darn right!”

“I hear a challenge,” Judy said with a smile.

“Now hang on.” Lucy replied, caught flat footed. “I am just saying what you are doing is wrong.”

“Let’s see if you are willing to put your money where your mouth is,” dared Megan. “You become a bunny for a week. If you resist the allure of your mistress we will turn bunny maid here back to her old self.”

“Yeah, and you have to explain to her yourself why you made it happen,” cautioned Judy, continuing to stroke and play with Little Maid's ears who was snuggling into Judy’s lap in delight.

Giving a warning glance to Judy, Megan continued. “If you lose, Little Maid here stays as she is until her time runs out and you make no mention of it ever again. Also we turn you … well into what seems poetic. Just for a few days.”

“I’m not convinced this is such a fair deal,” disputed Lucy.

“Of course not,” agreed Judy. “I think Little Maid is just as good as she is, so does Megan and Little Maid thinks her life is wonderful. “ Little Maid was soaking up the attention from Judy who was giving her plenty of scritches and caresses, which Lucy felt a bit uneasy watching. “Of course you are going to lose.”

“You must think me mad to agree to become your second bunny maid,” argued Lucy sensing a trap.

“Oh, I have no need for a second maid,” Judy said agreeably.  She patted the bunny’s rump sending her to the kitchen for more wine. “Besides, Little Maid may get jealous.”

“Don’t look at me,” said Megan with a shake of her head. “I have no need for a maid, plus I need to work the controls if we are to keep this fair.”

“So it must be Valerie then.”

The last statement brought a squeak from the remaining occupant of the table, a mousy young lady hiding behind her wine glass.

“Deal,” avowed Lucy, confident in the timid Valerie to let her be. Emboldened she could not resist the urge to push her luck. “On one condition.”

“Oh?” Megan raised an eyebrow.

“If I get transformed if I lose the dare, then Judy must get changed if I win the dare.”

“I could not accept that!” protested Judy. “If I disappear even for a short while what will become of poor Little Maid?” She hugged the bunny who had just returned with the wine.

“She will be Ashly again,” reminded Lucy.

“Hmmm.” Judy pondered and scratched Little Maid’s nose, causing her to bury her head in Judy’s bosom in delight. “Deal.”

Lucy had the feeling Judy agreed too easily.

“Now don’t fret,” spoke Judy looking at Little Maid in the eyes. “You are perfectly safe and I will ensure no harm comes to you. Lucy is simply going to be a bunny for a while and she will see what a wonderful life you lead. You are perfectly safe.” Judy looked up at Megan for further reassurance for Little Maid.

“Sure. There is no risk at all Little Maid. Lucy is going down in more than one sense of the word.” Megan said, saving her smile for Lucy.

###

Judy glanced over her shoulder. She was sitting in the passenger’s seat of Megan’s VW camper van, the only vehicle they had which was big enough to carry all four of them comfortably, especially if one of you was an Amazonian herm-mare. Lucy, now a deep chocolate brown bunny maid sat at the opposite corner of the passenger seating from Valerie who let out occasional yelp of pain as her equine head hit the roof when the van met a bump. Judy smiled noticing how Lucy had curled into a ball refusing to look at anyone, especially Valerie.

“I see you went with the old model.” Judy observed, raising her voice over the engine and road noise “Not the body design you used for Little Maid the second time round.”

“Of course. I do not want to be accused of cheating. She has the same body as Little Maid did except the colour. Same goes for Valerie's mare form. Well almost.”

Judy cocked an eyebrow, looking back to check if their passengers had heard over the noise.

“I also gave Lucy pheromones that Valerie will now find delicious. As she did not exactly volunteer for the job I had to think of a way to keep her interested.”

Judy laughed, and as if on cue Valerie slid along her seat to get closer to Lucy, no doubt drawn by the smell her flaring nostrils had picked up. Lucy continued to ignore the world around them.

###

Megan found Judy sitting on the sofa with the bunny maid kneeling on the floor, resting her head on Judy’s lap. Absent mindedly Judy was slowly running a comb through bunny’s fur whilst watching the news on the TV.

“Oh, hi Megan. Just giving little maid a good brush. You made her fur more poofy second time round, which mean it can get knotted. So I need to give her a good grooming to keep her cuddly. It also allows me to do flea and tick checks owing to the pets the landlord allows in the building.” Little Maid stared up at Judy in fright. "Don't worry little Maid, I have found none and you are a very clean bunny. Just being careful is all."

“Oh, that’s cute. If it is annoying you can take her back to the venn machine and I can shorten her fur.”

“Hear that little maid? You can get your fur shortened. What do you think? Want to go?” Asked Judy using her hands to raise the bunny’s head to look her in the eyes.

Little Maid pulled her head from Judy’s hand and scuttled around to hide her head between Judy’s legs, burrowing her head to hide beneath Judy’s skirt.

“I will take that as a no.” laughed Judy, and continued to comb the fur she could reach. “She is such a snuggle monster. She still goes to her own bed at night. But later on she always sneaks into my room to cuddle up beside me. It is so cute”

“Only cuddles?” asked Megan with an overly innocent grin.

Judy chuckled. “To start with, but then she delves under the duvet and teases me out. So do you think Lucy has also turned into Valerie’s snuggle monster by now?”

“It’s hard to say, it took little maid here almost all week. I give it 50:50.”

“What!” cried Judy horrified. “I thought it was a sure fire thing with those pheromones and stuff.”

“Oh no. Lucy is strong willed and Valerie is meek as a kitten. If it was not for both having pheromones there would be no chance at all. Of all the cheerleaders transformed you and Little Maid were one of the few couples who made it all the way to the end of the week. A lot of the bunny girls ran off back to the venn machine, or barricaded themselves in a room. The majority who made it to the end just saw the week as a fling, to be done and forgotten about. Not all of us cheerleaders fancy sex with feminine bunnies. Little Maid was the only one to be asked to be turned back into a bunny. Hence my excitement when you rang me.”

“You mean I could lose my bunny maid?!” The bunny’s head also quickly reappeared from beneath Judy’s skirt, a look of horror reflecting in her eyes. She jumped up onto Judy's lap for a big hug whilst her eyes implored Megan to prevent such an occurrence. "If I had known that I would have never agreed."

“Hey, it was you who agreed to it and you know Lucy and Valerie as well as I. I just do the transformations. You must admit though, it’s the sense of danger that makes it exciting. I would get the most out of her whilst you still can.”

Judy gave Little Maid a big kiss and cuddled her tight.

####

Lucy sat in the corner of the couch, watching TV trying to keep her mind off Valerie. The small flat was permeated with the Mares' smell. The flat only consisted of the kitchen diner, bathroom and bedroom. Lucy had commandeered the couch to sleep on, but it did not help during the day. She had to agree Valerie’s smell was intoxicating beautiful and it was through Lucy’s steel will and meditation techniques she had learned that she had kept her ambivalence of Valerie. However it was becoming harder each day and she was having strange dreams.

What she found the most difficult was living in this bunny body. With the wood flooring the clacking of her high heels whilst she walked was painful to her sensitive bunny hearing. Her paws were cumbersome and she had given up trying to prepare a meal. How Ashly had managed to handle a knife without severing a limb was beyond her understanding. She found herself relying more and more on Valerie helping her, preparing her meals, even dressing her. It was so embarrassing. It was like being a child again. She had lost her hard won independence and self-reliance.

Lucy deeply regretted making this dare and her mind went overtime thinking of what she could do to Judy to make her pay. Sensing her bad mood Valerie had left the room to read a book in her bedroom, which was fine by Lucy. Not being able to speak prevented any real conversation with Valerie, being reduced to simple clumsy hand signals made her feel all the more helpless.

###

The days had passed agonizingly slow for Lucy. It seemed Valerie was just as embarrassed about her new body as Lucy was about hers, and Valerie only left the apartment when necessary to buy food or sort some paperwork out. This had the unfortunate side-effect of the mares scent becoming strong and stronger within the apartment, making it harder to concentrate and she kept finding herself staring at Valerie and her strange erotic dreams were becoming more lucid. It seemed to be affecting Valerie too. Lucy tried to pretend she had not noticed Valerie’s male member becoming less flaccid as she had sat close by on the couch. Making her excuse Valerie had left to have a shower before the scene became too embarrassing.

Lucy cursed inwardly. With Valerie leaving her scent had instantly reduced which lowered Lucy’s own urges. However, Valerie had not closed the bathroom door properly, the hot steam had soon blown Valerie’s scent into the living room and seemed to magnify it. Feeling herself getting moist, and her erotic dreams invade her waking thoughts Lucy decided she had to act.

Standing she approached the bathroom door, the heady scent becoming stronger and stronger with each step. Her paw shaking she reached for the bathroom door to shut it, one paw covering her loins trying to contain her building urges whilst she inwardly cursed her fat clumsy fingers. The thought of Valerie catching her masturbating on the couch terrified her, the thought of Valerie’s body seemed to excite her more.

Thankful her new mouth did not allow her to make a sound, Lucy’s shaking paw tried to grasp the bathroom door handle to close it. He clumsy paws failed to grip and she accidently pushed the door further open, allowing a blast of steam to engulf her, saturating her fur with Valerie’s scent. With a silent whimper Lucy walked into the bathroom, bathing in the steam to grab the door more securely and closed it.

Lucy placed her forehead against the door, leaning against it taking a deep breaths trying to stabilise her thoughts. She held a breath wondering what she had gotten herself into, wondering what she really needed out of this. She turned and leaned her back against the door, her loins feeling on fire as she stared through the steam to see Valerie standing in the shower, her manhood painfully erect clasped in her strong hands.

Lucy smiled, it was not just her fantasizing about the other, and it was she who caught the other in the act, what did they call it, ‘spanking the monkey’? Lucy licked her lips, feeling herself gaining control. The first time things were working in her favour. Valerie had run away and tried to deal with her growing masculine arousal all by herself. No self-control. Lucy had managed to keep a grip. She licked her lips again, Valerie had seen her and had pulled back into the corner of the shower, trying to hide her erection, not knowing where to put her hands least she proved what Lucy already knew. With a predatory gleam in her eye Lucy entered the shower cubicle, the hot water blasting against her fur. Valerie’s scent was briefly obscured by another, but that did not worry Lucy, she was watching Valerie quiver. ‘Yes, time to take back control’, she thought as her reached out to guide Valerie into the position she wanted her in. ‘It is my time to be the one in control, to make the other do my bidding’.

“Lucy. …” faltered Valerie, “Please let me explain ... it’s not what you think … Lucy what are you ... Oh-“  

###

“It was so cute seeing you and Lucy curled up together in the back of the camper.”  congratulated Megan at the dining table speaking to Valerie. “You made the perfect picture of a couple.”

“I’m surprised she did not come back with us to my flat,” continued Judy, spinning her wine glass in her fingers. “Though she did look awfully embarrassed. Is she worried what I will now turn her into, or is it something to do with losing the bet? Perhaps she enjoyed herself so much she did not want to leave?”

“I’m glad she found me in the shower,” admitted Valerie. “In bunny form at least, Lucy was a virgin and we made a bit of a mess.” She started to blush.

“So she broke after only three days, and you have been banging away at it like rabbits until the very end?”

Valerie sipped from her glass of wine trying to cover her discomfort.

“So tell me,” smiled Judy, grasping the base of Little Maids’ ear, and pulling it through her hand causing the bunny to snuggle up to Judy in delight.  “Did you find Lucy’s ears wonderful thing to get a grip of, something to hang on to at the heights of passion?”

Valerie squeaked and hid behind the wineglass, her cheeks gaining the colour of the wine.

"No need for a demonstration." Gasped Judy as Little Maid became frisky.

###

The group had managed to corner Lucy back at the coffee shop overlooking the Venn Machine. Lucy had dressed down in a jersey and loose sweat pants. She continued to stare into her untouched coffee, refusing to look at them in the eye.

“Okay, let’s get this over with. Just the weekend you said?” mumbled Lucy, obviously not overjoyed at the prospect at been transformed to Judy’s and Megan’s whim.

“There’s no rush,” said Megan, savouring the moment. “In fact we have been discussing what seems poetic.”

Lucy finally looked up with an angry stare, not liking the mocking tone of Megan’s voice.

“I thought to make you a bunny again, as you so obviously enjoyed it.” Judy could almost feel the barbs from Lucy. Lucy hated being on the losing end of a bet.

“But I suggested this time you should be the mare to see what it is like from the other side.” All eyes turned to look at Valerie who had joined them at the table earlier. “We just need to find you a bunny.” Valerie was now hastily raising her cup to her lips to excuse herself from answering. The blush rising to her cheeks could be read as a number of things.

More interesting to Judy was Lucy’s look, she certainly did not stare at Valerie at all with the spite she saved for her and Megan. It was something else.

“Yeah right.” Answered Lucy. “No doubt I would indeed be a mare. Just a mare and you would make Valerie into a herm-bunny who I would need to suckle from so not to starve.” That remark had Valerie spluttering her coffee across the table.

“Now THAT is an idea!  Why did I not think of that?” cackled Megan.

Lucy stared at Megan angrily while Valerie dabbed up her mess with a napkin.

“Unfortunately,” continued Megan, “I cannot.”  This drew confused looks from Judy and Lucy, and a sigh of disappointment from Valerie.

“For starters you being a mare and she a male bunny you would suck her dry in a matter of seconds going by what I heard. But the real reason,” said Megan, ignoring the snarl from Lucy and additional spluttering from Valerie, “I already promised someone a favour and you are it Lucy. He needs a croupier this weekend at a gambling event and I promised to send him a sexy one. Now don’t give me that look. You will get all the wages and tips, I get to keep my promise and a favour from an acquaintance. Now up you get.”

After a few more curses Lucy allowed herself to be ushered into the Venn Machine and after a few short minutes the door opened.

Lucy left the Venn Machine checking her body. Whilst a very feminine form it was not extreme but tastefully done. Lucy stared at her reflection in confusion as she had come out looking like a very beautiful playboy bunny. She adjusted her corset, but when she tugged at her ears she winced.

“That’s right Lucy, that is no costume, those ears, cuffs, tail, shoes and corset are all you,” smiled Megan. “They are part of your body, they are in effect your skin, you cannot remove them. Unless people look carefully they too will believe it is just a costume but you will know. You will be spending the entire weekend naked serving guests at the poker tournament. Now we have to go now or you will be late.”

###

“Hello Lucy.” Judy smiled and sipped her drink. They had arrived at the end of the tournament to take Lucy home and bask in their victory. “The owner says you did a marvellous job and he would take you on any time.”

“Make good tips?” asked Megan.

Lucy had lost her practiced smile finding an angry frown instead when they had arrived. Reaching down she pulled out a large amount of cash from beneath her cuffs.

Judy and Megan whistled. “Wow, it looks like you got one over us then,” remarked Judy, pretending not to notice the constant scowl.

“Do you have any idea...“ began Lucy working herself into a tirade.

“No I don’t.” interrupted Megan, “And I don’t care. A deal is a deal and as promised I have come back to take you home. Unless.“ Megan added looking at her surroundings “There is anything you can think of we can do here first?”

Lucy hesitated. “Okay, why don’t we play a nice game or two of poker. Real money, at least I can get something out of this”

“Count me out.” Replied Judy. “I only brought a couple of bucks with me. With the wad Lucy has she could win the game easily. Plus Little Maid gets lonely real quick. The sooner we get back the better."

“If only there was something else we could use except money?” wondered Megan, turning her head to stare at Lucy. “I suppose we should head back then.”

“Okay wise guys. I’ll bite. The first two to drop out become Venned, the others get to keep them.”

“For how long?”

“A month.”

Judy whistled. “That could be too rich for my blood. If I lose what will happen to Little Maid?”

“Too bad,” responded Lucy, getting tired of the two’s machinations. “She can be turned back to Ashly whilst you are away. She can wish herself back on your return should she want.”

Judy looked at Megan. This was not what she had been expecting however Megan seemed confident. Megan had not let her down before and her ideas had always been the best. With some reluctance and thoughts of Little Maid, she agreed. “Okay count me in.”

Lucy counted out three piles of chips and passed them around, the silent Valerie meekly accepting hers. She was so easily led by others Lucy inwardly grumbled. Counting her own out Lucy sat down. “Okay then what are the rules?”

“Same as you have been playing all weekend. Texan hold’em, however after every hand the dealer changes.”

All nodded their heads and the play started.

###

Judy was sweating. You could read Valerie like a book and she had soon lost all her chips. Judy was down to her last few with Lucy and Megan battling it out. Lucy had proven to be a real card shark which had taken them all by surprise.

“All in.” remarked Judy, trusting to the god of gambling her mediocre hand would win and no one would see her bluff, alas she had no choice if she wanted to avoid being Venned and pushed her small pile of chips into the centre.

“Match.” called Megan.

“Match and raise.” called Lucy.

“Poor Judy. With no chips left she cannot go any higher plus this is not for money.” frowned Megan.

“She can buy chips with time,” offered Lucy with a smile.

“How much?”  Judy asked with sickening dread.  She had lost badly and Lucy obviously knew it, or was it a bluff?

“However much you tricked Ashly into.”

Judy looked to Megan for support, Megan simply shrugged.

“Fine, same amount of time Little Maid is set herself for.” Just felt her mouth go dry. Was she actually agreeing to this? Was this salvation or leaping from the frying pan into the fire?

“I’m out.” Remarked Megan throwing her cards onto the table, in safe knowledge she would not be transformed.

“Call.” Smiled Lucy with a frightening predatory grin.

Her heart pounding Judy showed her cards to feel it plummet when Lucy showed her hand.

“Pleased to say all this is all mine.” Grinned Lucy and with great showmanship reached out to pull all the chips to her pile. There was a slapping noise as Megan grabbed one of Lucy’s wrists.

“Just one thing Lucy.” Megan slowly placed a finger under one of Lucy’s cuffs and with a flick a corner of a card appeared. “Would you agree under the rules cheaters are automatic losers?”

Lucy looked horrified.

“How? How did you …”

“Come on, to the car we need to stop at a Venn Machine.” With practice ease Megan put on her jacket and led the mortified Lucy from the room, leaving a shocked Valerie and Judy to catch up.

###

Judy closed the apartment door, placing the key in her pocket. They had spent the last hour setting up the apartment and were heading off for a well deserved drink.

“I must admit I was very scared there for a while at the poker game. After tonight I think Little Maid will be having an extra-long fattening up session. I never realised how much Little Maid means to me until I almost lost her.”

“You worry too much,” laughed Megan.

“Its fine for you. You don’t have someone to look after. What I don’t understand is how you spotted her cheating. I suspected but no matter how hard I watched I saw nothing. I had no proof. I just assumed in the end she was a good card player.”

“It was nothing,” Megan casually responded. “She was a good card player, but she definitely cheated to make sure she did not lose. I knew she was cheating as she was not playing the cards I was dealing her.”

###

Valerie entered her flat. The apartment was lit by candles, rose petals had been scattered on the floor as well as a box of chocolates left on the kitchen counter. She had been left in the van blindfolded while Judy and Megan prepared their surprise. However she did not need to see to know what they had done. The familiar smell in the room told her everything she needed to know.

Opening the bedroom door she saw a chocolate brown bunny trussed up by pink ribbons on the duvet. She sat on the bed then reached forward and undid the bow releasing the captive. The bunny’s little nose was twitching overtime. Valerie could feel her recently Venned body responding, something inside her swelling and moving. Her body was now designed very similar to Judy’s, the bunny reminiscent to Little Maid.  She wondered what that all-body orgasm felt like, and hoped to find out soon. The bunny, she would need to think of a name, slowly looked about the room, her giant paws, her enormous double bust before locking her eyes on Valerie.

“Well, here we are,” muttered Valerie uncertainly, feeling a bit silly. The bunny sniffed about her torso, making her giggle. Valerie tentatively reached out to gently stroke the bunny's head, she really needed to find a bunny name...

The bunny ignored the hand at first but soon seem to enjoy the attention. Valerie groaned as she felt something masculine make itself known in her loins.

"Well, I think that is all for tonight. A lot has happened today. Shall we continue this tomorrow? Let you sleep and absorb it all, get use to your bunny body again?"

The bunny hungrily pounced on her.

###

“It’s been a few weeks, I wonder how Valerie and Chocolate are doing?” mused Judy as she fussed over Little Maid with the comb. “I may have to let the bust out in your clothing little one, that or feed you less.” Little Maid scuttled off, surprising Judy.

“Chocolate?” questioned Megan.

“You know, her new bunny maid. Seems wrong to call her by her old name.”

“They are not well I’m afraid. I got an e-mail this morning. Valerie is worried about her. Apparently she is becoming withdrawn, refusing to move and sleeps all day, that sort of thing.”

“Oh no. Do you know why?”

“I was about to head over to find out and wondered if you would like to help. Being a friend and all.”

“Of course. Let me get my purse. Little Maid.” Judy called to see her bunny enter the room, a sewing box clutched in her paws. “We need to be off sweetie, we don’t know for how long. Apparently Valerie and your bunny twin need some help.”

Little Maid dropped the box and dashed in front of the door, barring it with her body.

Megan groaned.  “Come on Little Maid. Out of the way, they need our help. You can have snuggle time with your mistress later.”

Judy on the other hand was watching Little Maid’s rapidly twitching and flicking ears. “But you don’t like going out into public … very well you can come but hurry up and pack … whatever it was I can’t decipher.”

With beaming eyes Little Maid scurried back into Judy’s bedroom.

“What the ...” Megan raised an eyebrow. “Was that semaphore with her ears?”

“Kind of, it takes a while to learn. Little Maid figured it out and has been trying to teach me.”

There was some knocking noises from Judy’s bedroom with the sound of falling items before Little Maid reappeared awkwardly stuffing items into a knapsack.

“Oh.” Blushed Judy. “I have had no need for those toys ever since I had you Little Maid, I guess you must have found them during your cleaning duties. Little Maid … I’m not sure you understand the nature of the visit with Valerie and Chocolate.”

“Enough talk,” demanded Megan, “We should be off. Valerie seemed upset. Just close the zipper on the bag or leave Little Maid behind.”

###

They arrived at Valerie’s apartment building with Little Maid in tow carrying the knapsack.

A visibly upset Valerie let them in. “I don’t know what is wrong with her. At night she is a fully of energy and spirit in bed, but during the day it is all I can do to rouse her from her basket.”

“Basket?” Judy walked across and saw a giant dog bed beside the sofa. The chocolate bunny was curled up inside ignoring the world.

“I don’t know what to do.” Valerie’s voice quivering.

“What have you been doing?” Asked Megan concerned.

The three of them sat down on the sofa and armchair whilst Valeria provided information on what had been going on over the last few weeks. As they chatted Judy went to put the kettle on but was shooed away by Little Maid who was trying to coax the chocolate bunny out of her bed.

Judy watched Little Maid coerce the chocolate bunny out of the basket to help her make some coffee. Little Maid patiently worked with her bunny twin who was obviously becoming upset and frustrated with her clumsy paws. After a while the two managed to pour three cups of coffee without too much of a mess, and place some cookies on a plate.

“And that is where we are.” Valerie finished as the Chocolate bunny with precariously balanced cups brought coffee to the table, escorted by Little Maid. “Oh Lily. Are those for us.” Valerie seemed astonished.

“Lily?” Asked Judy.

“An easter name for a chocolate bunny. It seems to suit her.”

“Well give Lily a reward for such good work.” Recommended Judy.

“What do you mean?” asked Valerie as Little Maid gently guided Lily to her side.

“Give her a pet, scratch her nose, caresses her ears. Let her know you liked her work.” suggested Megan, seeing Judy excuse herself to help Little Maid after reading the ear signals.

“But she said she hated that thing. You heard how angry she got at that dinner when she saw Judy do that to Little Maid. I am doing what Lily wants.”

“You are not following her wishes, you are ignoring them.” Warned Megan. “From what you have told me you are using her as a sex pet at night and snubbing her during the day. If I had known the only interaction you would have with Lily is banging her at night I would have made her into a Walmart special. That way the only crisis would be finding the TV remote to get replacement batteries.”

Valeria blushed and remained silent. She reached out to stroke Lily’s head. Lily initially pulled away but reluctantly allowed a second stroke. After a few more brushes she crept closer to Valeria who was then able to scratch her nose which sent a shudder of pleasure through the bunny’s body.

“No wonder she is going a bit mad, with you refusing to interact with her unless it is wrestling in bed, this must be torturous for her. You need to show her that you care, that you understand her needs. You see how much she enjoys the attention yet you have been deliberately withholding from her. She is in a bunny body linked to you. She needs regular touch and affection, something to stimulate her to carry on. Look at how Judy interacts with Little Maid and how happy she is.”

Valerie nodded her head and remained silent, obviously ashamed. Judy joined and passed a piece of paper to Valerie. “You have your tablet don’t you?” Looking up Megan saw Little Maid towed a perkier Lily into Valerie’s bedroom. “Well go to that website and punch in that password. It should link you to the webcam I've set up.”

“What?” Valerie looked confused.

“I think Little Maid has a further lesson in bunny husbandry.” Remarked Megan noticing the knapsack had gone.

Finding the website the friends received a picture showing Lily’s head buried in Valerie’s duvet drinking in the scent. Little Maid was busy arranging items from the knapsack.

“Oh God. This is not what I think it is.” Gasped Valerie.

“Yup.” Smiled Megan. “I believe we are about to see some bunny on bunny action. Get your notebook Valerie, I believe you are about to get some more pointers.”

“That’s not the only thing that may be coming out.” Groaned Judy, twisting in her seat and adjusting her waist band.

“Don’t worry.” Laughed Megan also seeing similar discomfort in Valerie. “I designed them, I know exactly what they look like.”

“That’s not the point,” countered Judy as Valerie blushed, but neither could take their eyes from the screen.

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Lucy lay curled up in her basket, Little Maid has packed it out with the old linen from Valerie’s bed engulfing Lucy in her mistress’s scent. The smell had reduced her anxiety markedly, and this was the first time in weeks she had slept soundly. Her short stature, big paws and encumbering boobs had exasperated her during the day, thwarting any attempt to do what she had as a human. At night she was being treated and some kind of bed pet purely to satisfy her mistresses desires and her own animalistic drive. All this was crushing her self-esteem.

Then Little Maid visited and showed she was not so useless after all. She was a bunny now and not a human, you had to go about things differently. It was hard, true, but she did manage to make some coffee all by herself. It sounded pathetic but it was the first thing she had accomplished in weeks and it felt good. She also remembered the petting she received for serving the drinks. The acknowledgement and reward for achieving something relit her need to do something rather than waste away. Little Maid had allowed her to tidy up the mess she made which she secretly enjoyed, before being dragged by Little Maid into Mistress's bedroom.

At first she thought she’d been pulled in to help change the linen, to learn the new ways of cleaning as a house bunny. Perhaps after changing the bed she would get more of those delightful nose and ear scratches. However Little Maid had buried Lilys' head into a bundle of linen, to breath in the intoxicating smell of her mistress.  The next steps surprised her, she had never thought of having lesbian sex, and whilst there was lots of feminine qualities about her mistress, she was certainly a male in bed. Pushing her nose into the linen she often pretended Little Maid was her mistress but the sex was certainly different, Little Maid gave a lot more giving than her mistress, paying attention to what she would also enjoy.

Thinking about her mistress was making her aroused. Getting out of bed least she be found playing with herself she looked for some work to do. Ever since that visit things had radically changed, she was getting better at doing work around the flat and Mistress was a lot more compassionate and considerate in bed. How her body reacted to the proximity of mistress, how she quaked and quivered with the simplest of touches concerned Lucy but she could not deny the pleasure. She certainly planned on becoming human again in the near future, to regain full independence, but currently she did not dare be seen in public to prove how badly she had lost the bet. She found out the Little Maid could communicate with ear twitches with Judy, and it was something she was desperate to learn to talk properly with Valerie. See if she could convince her to turn her back. A bet is a bet and Lucy did not want to be seen to welch on a deal, however if she could get Valerie to decide its best to turn her back then it is not her fault. Besides, the time taken to convince Valerie means more time to enjoy those kisses and cuddles with her mistress … she would miss those ... she needs to make the most of them for this little while longer … that would be nice … Lily skipped over to the kitchen thinking about how to prepare breakfast for her mistress and the rewards that would follow.




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“Glad to see the news from Valerie is more positive.” Spoke Judy, more out of chit-chat whilst she continued to groom Little Maid who shuddered in delight every so often. "I must admit even I learnt something from that show Little Maid and Lily gave."

“Yes. It seemed a bit tough at first but slowly Lily is turning around and is becoming the perfect happy bunny maid. I am glad, I was not looking forward to taking her back to the Venn Machine. A bet is a bet, but even I draw the line at someone in constant distress.” Megan’s phone buzzed a message arrival in her pocket. “Damn it. Spoke too soon. Apparently Valerie has another problem with Lily and needs my help. Coming?” Little Maid jumped up and dashed to find her clothes.

“I’ll come to.” Smiled Judy. She would have laughed if it was not for her concern with Valerie and Lily. "Did she say what the problem is?"

"No, the message just says we need to take Lily to the Venn Machine and turn her back."


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“Oh thank goodness you are here.” Breathed Valerie as she answered the door. She went to the side to grab her coat. “Are any of you good with bed sheets and safety pins?”

Confused the trio entered the flat to see Lily struggling about the kitchen. She looked happy and content, but both sets of her breasts had ballooned to shocking proportions.

“How much have you been feeding her!” gasped Megan.

Lily tottered forward, her gargantuan bust was impeding her walk as she tried to give a welcome hug to Little Maid.  Judy could tell the skin was pulled taut over those engorged boobs, and must have been painful. But Lily did not seem to mind.

“Oh, I have tried not to, but it is so hard to resist when we are in bed. I have tried to milk her, but nothing comes out.” Apologised  Valerie as she petted Lily, comforting the hampered bunny who was becoming frustrated her arms were not long enough to get around both her bust and Little Maids’ to give a proper hug.

“No. Her boobs don’t work that way. Good Grief, we do need a sheet to cover her up. Find what you can Judy and we will get her to the venn machine. Assuming she can still fit through the door that is.”

“I’m not going to lose her am I?” Asked Valerie, now use to having the bunny maid in her life. Judy also had noticed a change in Valerie, by taking care of Lily she had become more confident and outgoing. Losing Lily may put her back in her shell for good.

“Let me worry about that. First we need to help Lily. This is not healthy for her.” Replied Megan as she helped Judy adjust the sheet around Lily.


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“You never cease to amaze me.” Congratulated Judy as they watched Valerie and Lily in a hug. Somehow Megan had found an elegant solution around the over-feeding problem and Lily remained a bunny.

“The inspiration came from Valerie actually, with the name she had for Lily. Being a bunny and all, and Easter approaching the answer was obvious.” Megan motioned to Lily’s distended belly. “Now when her boobs become overfull, her body will use all those wonderful nutrients to make eggs. Nice big emu eggs which she can lay. We won’t be wanting for omelettes for quite some time.”

Judy's mind boggled at the thought of Lily laying eggs, Little Maid's ears twitched spelling out thoughts for how to make a nest in Valerie's bedding.

"Besides," continued Megan "In some ways its my fault. I did not switch off Lily's pheromones so Valerie just can't help herself when the mood takes either of them."



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The three friends sat on the sofa watching some chick flick whilst Little Maid and Lily snuggled together in a doze, somehow both squeezing in to Lily's basket.

"Thanks for coming over." Valerie spoke, not paying too much attention to the movie. They had all seen it at least three times. "I was feeling a bit embarrassed that it is always your place we go to."

"Not at all, it is good to have a change of scenery." Thanked Judy. Her eyes flicked back at the two bunnies. "How is Lily settling in?"

"Oh she is great now. All she needed was for me to become more assertive in showing her where she belonged in the world. Ever since you and Little Maid showed me how to coach her she has settled right in. She is bubbly all night and day long now, always happy to help round the house, and always up for intimate cuddles. I can't see how I managed without her." she replied dreamily. "She has made me such a different person, a more confident and happy one."

"She is certainly a different one." Megan remarked looking over at the huddled forms. "So there is no need to change her back?"

"Oh no!" Remarked Valerie, but after some hesitation, "But I suppose you should also ask her. I am happy for her to stay just the way she is for as long as she wants."

"I'm sure she will stay." Consoled Judy. "The way Lily ran over when you called her name, how she constantly looks to see where you are and always willing to please. She is just like Little Maid. She is dedicated to you, regardless of what she said or did in the past."

"In which case you need to fill in some paperwork." Instructed Megan pulling an envelope from her purse, passing to a confused Valerie. "Its a form for the university, their new 'Time off for long-term Venning' form. As her new guardian, well owner, you are informing them that she will not be back for at least this year. That way they won’t kick her out of uni for lack of attendance, and she can rejoin when she turns back to human … well close enough for human."

"I sign it?" Valerie looked confused.

"Sure do, and by doing so you take responsibility for Lily, well as far as the university cares about fees and when, or not, she will be re-joining. Judy filled hers' and Little Maid's in last night."

As Valerie completed the form Judy could not help but creep over and look down at the two bunnies. "They are so cute." She remarked. She could not help noticing Lily's breasts were still much larger than Little Maid's. Little Maids' second pair were noticeably smaller than her top pair making a delightful handful to grasp hold of. However Lily's four boobs were equally swollen and enlarged. However she was mostly here to look down an admire Lily's gravid belly, she could swear she could make out the bulges of individual eggs. "I see you still like to keep her constantly barefoot and pregnant."

"I can't help it. She is so beautiful and fun in bed. Plus in the morning it is lovely to give her belly a squeeze and feel the eggs move and jostle inside her. When she lays her clutch I often sit down and hug her." Her eyes flicked to stare at Megan.  "You naughty devil you. Did you design her so every time she laid an egg she had a orgasm? I can feel it wrack her body. She is plain tuckered out at the end of it and needs to rest for a while before she can help with breakfast."

Megan smiled. "I am not a cruel person. Besides I see you are making some money on her eggs."

"I have to." Remarked Valerie with a hint of anger. "My food bill has skyrocketed as it is I who has to eat for both me, Lily and all the eggs she produces." she patted her washboard stomach. "Lucky Lily is on hand to help me exercise and burn off all those calories." Standing up she walked over to the basket overflowing with the two bunnies. "Lily, Lily can you hear me?" One of the bunny's eyes opened at the sound of her mistresses voice. Valerie held up the completed form. "I have filled a form in to tell the university you are taking some time off, but you will return to complete your studies. That I am your guardian. Are you happy for me to post it? Or do you want to go back to uni this year?"

Lily opened both eyes and blinked a couple of times, as if thinking. Then she closed them and snuggled back up against Little Maid. Drifting off into a happy slumber.

"Well, I think that answers it." Smiled Judy.


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Lily curled in her basket, she had another name but it was hard to remember it. Her hands and arms caressed her giant boobs before delving to massage her distended belly. It was difficult for her as her boobs kept getting in the way, which meant she loved the belly rubs from mistress even more. There was something about feeling of her womb expanding, being filled with eggs that excited her. It was not just the laying of them which gave her pleasures she did not believe possible, but it was also the very feeling of the eggs move about inside her as they developed.

She squished her belly and was certain her paws could feel the shapes beneath her skin. As soon as she learnt she could lay eggs she dedicated her time to improving her cookery and baking skills. She was determined to push as much cake and goodness down mistresses throat as she could. The more her mistress ate the bigger her boobs got. The bigger they got the more Lily could feed which meant more eggs. She idly wondered if she could get venned to make more eggs, but that would mean a change to Mistress to make more food and she was unsure if mistress would accept that.

She squirmed in her bed, her thoughts going back to last night. She could imagine every orgasm she had was another egg dropping into her womb. She looked back over the last few weeks, her days filled with laying eggs and then plenty of petting and kisses as she did her chores and prepared meals. The night following with her and mistress in bed having fun. Once her mistress was asleep Lily would retreat to her basket. It was small and she had to curl up to fit, which was all the better to feel her belly expand with her growing clutch. The days were full of pleasure with no worries or distractions, all she had to do was keep her mistress happy. She twisted in her bed trying to get comfortable as she felt her belly surge with another delightful growth spurt, her boobs reducing as their bounty of nutrients being depleted. She never wanted these days to end.