{"id":6861,"date":"2025-04-01T09:00:00","date_gmt":"2025-04-01T13:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/?p=6861"},"modified":"2025-02-06T12:46:47","modified_gmt":"2025-02-06T17:46:47","slug":"a-bunnys-resurrection","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/a-bunnys-resurrection\/","title":{"rendered":"A Bunny&#8217;s Resurrection"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ssylphiel slithered down the corridors of her palace, talking to Velasian, High Queen of all Elves. They had already gotten the business side out of the way and were now enjoying each other\u2019s company like the old friends they are. \u201cSo,\u201d purred Ssylphiel, \u201cwhat say we\u2026have a little fun? Perhaps go like rabbits?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI\u2019d love that very much,\u201d cooed Velasian. She then recalled something. \u201cSorry to detract from sexy time planning, but on the subject of rabbits\u2026how did you get Bea as your daughter? I know you must have used your powers to make her into a Divine Naga like you, but how did a bunny girl become your daughter in the first place?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cAh, that takes me back about five years ago,\u201d sighed Ssylphiel with motherly pride. \u201cBea already said I can talk about this story when she\u2019s not in the room, but the question is, do YOU have time for it?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI\u2019m here for a week, remember?\u201d chuckled Velasian. \u201cOf course I have time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThen let\u2019s find a comfortable spot,\u201d declared Ssylphiel. They then found a sunny courtyard with trees. \u201cAha! A nice warm place!\u201d Velasian stood under the tree as Ssylphiel coiled her. The Elf couldn\u2019t resist a sexy moan as the tip of Ssylphiel\u2019s tail stroked her cheek once she was sufficiently coiled. A pair of Ssylphiel\u2019s girls then brought out a lawn chair for Ssylphiel and set it up in the sun. \u201cGood work, my darlings,\u201d she said. \u201cMind giving Velasian and I some privacy? We\u2019ll play with you later.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYes, Mistress!\u201d replied the two girls. They then headed off. As they settled, a naga slithered up to the two. This one was\u2026different. She had a teenage girl\u2019s upper torso, but she was covered in white fur and had the head of a bunny.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cAh! Bea!\u201d greeted Ssylphiel. \u201cI was just about to reveal your origin story! Wanna join?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cSure, Mama!\u201d replied Bea. She laid herself on the ground, letting the sun\u2019s rays touch her tummy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cNow,\u201d said Ssylphiel, \u201cBea\u2019s story begins five years ago\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-alpha-channel-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ssylphiel sat in her throne. She had received news that a self-proclaimed \u201chero\u201d attempted to sneak into the palace to try and kill Ssylphiel (impossible since she was a goddess in the most literal sense) and was now in her dungeon. Shannon then came into the room. \u201cMistress,\u201d she said, \u201cthe prisoner is ready.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cBring them in,\u201d said Ssylphiel. \u201cI wish to see this \u2018hero\u2019 before I teach them how wrong they were to label me as a villain.\u201d Shannon bowed and directed two guards to bring their prisoner forward. \u201cSo, hero,\u201d purred Ssylphiel as she lounged sexily on her throne, \u201cI heard much about you. Now we finally meet, after all this time. They say it is your fate to defeat me. \u2026But have you not looked at the lands under my control? Even the poorest can say they are thriving. So, tell me, \u2018Hero\u2019, why\u2026wh-why\u2026why\u2026 wh-hold up,\u201d As the hero was brought closer to the throne, Ssylphiel dropped the sexy act and sat up straight in confusion. \u201cWhy are you a child?\u201d The prisoner was an anthropomorphic bunny girl, a child, as Ssylphiel correctly put it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI\u2019m the hero!\u201d replied the little girl defiantly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201c\u2026N-No!\u201d replied Ssylphiel. \u201cNo! You\u2019re, like, 10!\u201d She then glared at Shannon and the guards. \u201cYou said you found an upstart calling themselves a hero that wants to slay me!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI AM the hero!\u201d insisted the bunny girl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cOh, really, kiddo?\u201d remarked Ssylphiel as she slithered off the throne, arms folded. \u201cAnd who told you that?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThe Great Seer, Anacassandra,\u201d replied the bunny girl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMy great aunt, Anacassandra?!\u201d yelped Ssylphiel. \u201cShe\u2019s sending children to assassinate me now?!\u201d She pinched the bridge of her nose. \u201cI\u2019m gonna wring her neck with both my hands AND my tail for this! Release the girl!\u201d The guards released the bunny girl. \u201cHey, kiddo, what\u2019s your name?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201c\u2026I\u2019m Bea,\u201d replied the bunny girl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWell, Miss Bea, have you eaten yet? \u2026And where are your parents?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201c\u2026I\u2019m an orphan,\u201d mumbled Bea. \u201cAnd I haven\u2019t had a good meal in a long time.\u201d Tears welled up in the poor bunny girl\u2019s eyes. You could hear Ssylphiel\u2019s heart break. Her great aunt, a truly wicked Divine Naga, must have preyed on Bea\u2019s desperation and starved her to make her more compliant.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201c\u2026Bea, maybe we got off on the wrong foot,\u201d she said softly. \u201cWould you like to stay here? You won\u2019t have to listen to Anacassandra.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201c\u2026Y-You mean\u2026you want to\u2026?!\u201d asked Bea, her eyes filled with hope.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cIf you want me to be your mother, I will,\u201d confirmed Ssylphiel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201c\u2026Mommy!\u201d cheered Bea happily as she hugged Ssylphiel. \u201c\u2026Can I\u2026have a tail like you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cIf you want,\u201d replied Ssylphiel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI do!\u201d giggled Bea.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cLet\u2019s get some food in you first, THEN I\u2019ll turn you into a bunny girl Divine Naga,\u201d said Ssylphiel as she picked up the bunny girl and slithered to the dining hall.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ssylphiel slithered down the corridors of her palace, talking to Velasian, High Queen of all Elves. They had already gotten the business side out of the way and were now enjoying each other\u2019s company like the old friends they are. \u201cSo,\u201d purred Ssylphiel, \u201cwhat say we\u2026have a little fun? 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