Nathan sat stiffly in the Milf Rabbit's lap, face still burning as she casually plopped another piece of fruit into his mouth. He chewed mechanically, his soul hovering somewhere between humiliation and resignation.
The younger Rabbit sat nearby, casually munching on her own fruit while occasionally glancing at him with mild curiosity.
Everything was fine.
Or at least—it was about to be much, much worse.
Because just as Nathan reached for another piece of fruit, the Milf Rabbit grabbed his wrist.
Firmly.
Deliberately.
Nathan blinked.
Before he could react, she effortlessly pried his hands away from his lap.
His entire body froze.
The betrayer—now completely exposed.
"!!!"
Nathan panicked, kicking and twisting as he desperately tried to cover himself again.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" he shrieked.
But of course—
To them, it just sounded like:
"Waaah waaah, I'm helpless and scared~"
The Milf Rabbit furrowed her brows, her crimson eyes locked onto the exposed area.
Then—her ears twitched.
Her expression shifted.
Something wasn't right.
She glanced at the younger Rabbit, then back at Nathan , her lips parting in quiet confusion.
"Since when… did it look like this?"
Nathan 's stomach dropped.
The younger Rabbit leaned closer, eyes narrowing as she inspected his predicament.
"You're right. It wasn't this… hard before, was it?"
Nathan twitched violently.
His entire existence was crumbling.
"And look—it has veins now. It looks… rough."
"STOP TALKING ABOUT IT LIKE THAT!" Nathan wailed.
The younger Rabbit hummed, reaching out with a clawed finger.
"Maybe it's a condition? Should we try pressing it?"
"NO YOU SHOULD NOT!"
Nathan 's body jerked violently, but the Milf Rabbit's grip on his wrists was iron.
There was nowhere to run.
Nowhere to hide.
The Milf Rabbit sighed deeply, rubbing her chin as she pondered the situation.
"This might be serious. Maybe he's having trouble relieving himself…"
"Should we help?" the younger Rabbit asked, tilting her head.
Nathan 's soul left his body.
He struggled, thrashed, kicked—anything to escape.
But to them?
It just looked like more baby whining.
The Milf Rabbit gently stroked his head, sighing in motherly concern.
"Oh dear… he must be embarrassed about it."
"He probably doesn't want to admit he has trouble peeing."
"Poor thing~."
Nathan 's entire life flashed before his eyes.
This was it.
This was the worst moment of his existence.
And yet—
It was only getting worse.
Because just as he prepared to scream in pure, unfiltered despair, the younger Rabbit suddenly muttered something that made his brain short-circuit.
"Sister, what do we do?"
Nathan 's panicked expression froze.
Wait.
Wait, wait, wait.
His wide, horrified eyes flicked toward the Milf Rabbit.
Sister?
The Milf Rabbit?
Wasn't she—
His entire worldview shattered on the spot.
She wasn't her mother?!
She was her sister?!
Nathan 's brain glitched, struggling to process the new information.
Meanwhile, the Milf Rabbit let out a soft sigh, shaking her head.
"It's been so long since we've seen another of our kind… I almost forgot what it was like to take care of someone else."
The younger Rabbit nodded.
"Yeah. It's always just been the two of us."
Nathan 's soul re-entered his body—just to leave again.
It finally clicked.
They weren't teasing him.
They weren't playing dumb.
They weren't even experienced.
They were just as clueless as he was.
For all their towering, muscular, and intimidating appearances—they were just two naive, sheltered girls.
Nathan exhaled sharply, his entire body slumping.
This wasn't just humiliating.
This was tragic.
He had feared them.
He had assumed the worst.
But in the end…
They were just two big, strong, incredibly naive bunny sisters.
…And somehow, that made it even worse.
Nathan 's entire body locked up.
He was paralyzed.
The younger Rabbit had crouched down, her toned yet feminine figure perfectly curved as she leaned forward, her face just inches away from his lil bro.
Her long ears twitched curiously. Her crimson eyes gleamed in the dim cave light, focused solely on the one thing Nathan was trying to pretend didn't exist.
Then—she spoke.
"Maybe if I blow on it, he'll calm down?"
Nathan 's soul exploded.
His face erupted into an atomic shade of red.
"DON'T JUST SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT!"
The Milf Rabbit, still holding his wrists, nodded sagely.
"Hmm… that does make sense. Blowing on injuries does help soothe pain."
"IT'S NOT AN INJURY!" Nathan screamed internally.
But the younger Rabbit didn't stop.
No.
She leaned in even closer.
Her warm breath brushed against him, sending a shockwave of pure mortification through his entire being.
Nathan 's body twitched violently.
"Oh? It moved."
She tilted her head, still crouched in that dangerously alluring position, her round hips slightly swaying as she examined him further.
Nathan 's brain melted.
The Milf Rabbit hummed in amusement.
"He's really sensitive, huh? Maybe he's just not used to attention down there~."
Nathan 's spirit ascended to another dimension.
This wasn't happening.
This couldn't be happening.
Yet—it was.
And the worst part?
The younger Rabbit's curious, teasing tone was completely unintentional.
She had no idea.
She had no damn clue what she was doing to him.
Her innocence made it even worse.
Nathan 's fists clenched.
His entire existence screamed for this nightmare to end.
Then—
A soft blow of air.
Nathan jerked violently.
The younger Rabbit blinked.
"Oh wow, it twitched again!"
Nathan died.
This was it.
This was where his dignity would be laid to rest.
The Milf Rabbit, still cradling him in her lap, smiled warmly.
"He really is a fussy little one, huh?"
"STOP TALKING LIKE I'M A BABY!" Nathan wailed.
But of course—
To them?
It was just more adorable, helpless babbling.
The younger Rabbit giggled.
"He's so much fun to play with~."