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No one liked daylight savings. It was a baffling decision to move the clocks as a signal that spring was approaching when the primary byproduct was that it was MUCH darker in the mornings. While Spiros did love the darkness, he loved his bed more, relegating the change to yet one more piece of bullshit that society inflicted on its citizens. One more disappointment for a young man that disappointed his family. The tiredness collected in the corners of Spiros' eyes right next to the black bead piercings on either side of the bridge of his nose. The well worn, chipped black enamel on his fingernails was safely tucked away inside the pouch of his black hoodie and his long, bushy black hair was pulled back into a puffy ponytail that hung half way down his back.

The squeaky brakes and rattling chains of the school bus echoed down the street before it rumbled to a stop, the doors parting and allowing Spiros to ascend out of the darkness of the street and into the darkness of the bus. The driver must have been particularly tired given the fact that Spiros made it all the way to his seat near the back before the bus started to lumber forward. There was a familiar smell to the synthetic hide that covered the bench seats. Spiros was eighteen, but he had far too many brothers and sisters to be able to afford a car or have any place to keep it. Thankfully he wasn't the only senior in that predicament.

A faint tinge of color began creeping up from the horizon, casting murky greenish hues across the otherwise dark sky. Deep chocolate brown eyes regarded the view, using it as a backdrop to all the thoughts circulating in his own mind. Those thoughts began to fall away, however, as the bus slowed and pulled up along the side of an overly robust front yard overflowing with early blooming tulips beneath a vast cherry tree. Spiros found it hard not to rise up off his seat, though his eyes were nearly glowing with expectation as the split doors opened and another high school senior ascended.

If Spiros was the night, then Hopper was the day. Their school had been integrated for hybrid species for decades but Hopper was one of a very few bunny boys. His pink triangular nose twitched, his eyes barely open due to the early hour and long white ears hung down his back almost all the way to his waist. Six silver rings glinted in the lobe of each of the oversized ears. He wore a green and white tie-dye shirt and baggy bell bottom black jeans that made room for his over-sized bare feet. As he turned, a pom-pom puff ball of a tail stuck out between the back of his shirt and his pants.

Hopper padded his way down the aisle, stumbling as the bus started moving forward. Spiros reached out an arm that acted more as a guide rail, sending Hopper clattering into the boot. He was a heap of limbs and fur for a moment before one knee slipped over Spiros' waist, allowing the bunny boy to lower down until he was straddling Spiros and resting his head on the Hispanic man's shoulder. He nuzzled in closer, sniffing Spiros' scent, a smile crossing his short muzzle.

"Good morning to you, too." Spiros said. Hopper merely murmured, sliding a hand up into Spiros' shirt, finding the nipple ring that he most certainly had not told his parents about. Spiros gasped. Hopper grinned at that, slowly moving his hips, allowing their groins to grind together.

"Morning." Hopper whispered. Spiros nearly choked, nodding a bit before blushing faintly. Spiros finally seemed to summon a bit more strength.

"I'm used to you being more of a morning person." Spiros said, "I owe you an iced coffee." he commented.

"And carrot cake." Hopper replied, lifting his head up while not climbing off of the human, "I've been sleeping really weird. Dad says it's because it's my first spring as an adult." he considered. Spiros' brow furrowed, only emphasizing the piercings on his nose.

"What does that mean?" he asked. Hopper shrugged.

"Maybe the birds and the bees or something." Hopper replied.

"Or the bunnies?" Spiros asked, reaching up to caress Hopper's long ear.

"We're both gay, anyway." Hopper replied. Spiros nodded.

"Which is another thing, wouldn't the birds hang out with other birds anyway?" Spiros grinned. Hopper's whiskers twitched.

"Maybe that's why we're going to school, to learn." Hopper smirked before he reached into one of his deep pockets and withdrew an egg shaped object wrapped in purple and gold foil. "For you, my sweet." Hopper grinned, "I promise it didn't come out of my butt."

"Hey, I'm not one to kink shame." Spiros replied with a grin, accepting the gift. He carefully pulled the foil back, revealing a chocolate egg with a crystalized plug of some sort of amber colored jelly. He brought it to his lips, slipping it in a little until he took a bite.

Intense dark chocolate flavor blossomed across his mouth, but that was nothing compared to the sweet and tart flourish of citrus from the orange jelly. It was sublime and velvety, but so much richer than milk chocolate would have been. Spiros nearly shivered in delight, going limp against the seat. He moaned and murmured, writhing around, nearly bucking until Hopper brought his lips close, tilting his head so they would align properly. Spiros grew still as they kissed; letting his lips part to welcome the eager and skilled tongue. They began to make out, bodies rubbing, one arm held aloft as it clutched the bottom half of a jelly egg.

Hopper had always been a cuddle bunny... It had started at recess in middle school when he'd hang onto Spiros' arm for comfort, then his shoulders, and then eventually sit in his lap at lunch. Spiros had learned how to crave touch from his bunny bro and they'd exchanged pats, pets, caresses and rubs for years before they realized they were both gay. As high school progressed, it had been Spiros that had brought up the jokes that were a little more tinged toward adulthood, but things had taken a turn after Hopper's eighteenth birthday. As the weather got warmer, so did Hopper. What had been cuddles were becoming more intimate and more involved.

When the two finally broke for breath, Spiros clearly felt a rabbit dick poking against his stomach and knew that Hopper could feel his own carrot. Hopper licked his lips clean before reluctantly settling into the seat next to his friend, watching with a small smile as Spiros eagerly resumed the consumption of the jelly egg. Hopper merely lowered his head onto his bro's shoulder, listening to the human's rapid heartbeat echoing through his torso.

****

There was only so early that a teenager was willing to wake up, making the school bus a necessity, but heading home was a different story. Both Spiros and Hopper had big families. Space was at a premium and attention was a luxury. When one added the fact that Spiros was a bit of a disappointment compared to his siblings, there was no hurry to get home. The two walked down the steep slope at a languid pace, the white guard rail the only barrier between them and a scenic view of their town below. The sunset had caught the clouds aflame with shades of pink, orange and purple, casting fall colors across the rich spring new growth that filled the valley.

Spiros had taken the side closer to traffic, his puffy hair blowing in the breeze when cars passed between them and the cement retaining wall on the other side. Hopper couldn't help but gaze out at the mountains, the valley, the trees and the rooftop gardens. There were even birds gliding on the air currents, seemingly hanging in place. It was all so fresh, so new, so full of possibilities... and too vast for just one person to explore alone. Hopper swallowed and turned his head, blue eyes meeting brown ones, watching a smile blossom on lips that scowled for everyone else.

"I love it when you smile." Hopper said. Spiros blushed faintly again.

"I can't help it when I'm with you." he admitted. Hopper normally would have just laid his head on Spiros' shoulder, but something felt different. This time he took the human's hands in his, pressing his finger pads against Spiros' fingertips.

"What if I made you smile, forever? We should be together." Hopper said.

"We're together now..." Spiros said, not sure he was hearing right. Hooper's face scrunched up, his whiskers twitching.

"No, together, like-" Hopper took Spiros' hand and pushed it up his shirt, letting the human's fingers sink into the softest, most luxurious fur he'd ever felt in his life. Spiros inhaled sharply. Hopper smiled more at that, guiding Spiros' other hand up into the dense fur that covered his chest.

"I didn't think I'd end my day feeling you up..." Spiros murmured. Hopper looked down and then back up, grinning.

"You're not taking your hands away." he commented. Spiros grinned.

"How could I? It's like kneading a cloud..." he whispered. Hopper grinned at that.

"Maybe I'm nice to touch other places too..." Hopper said, turning around to bring his butt up to Spiros' groin. Spiros murmured, simultaneously excited and embarrassed that Hopper's fuzzy ass cheeks had perfectly hugged either side of his erection as if by design.

"Hopper..." Spiros whispered. Hopper closed his eyes and leaned his head back, wiggling his head until one long ear slipped around Spiros' shoulder, hugging him closer.

"I want you to fuck me over and over and over, I don't want you to stop until we can't move..." Hopper whispered. Spiros gasped sharply at that. Before he could speak, Hopper opened his eyes. They were no longer blue, but pink and bright, "You're my stud, my man. I was always meant for you..." he whispered.

"Hopper!" Spiros said in surprise, "We should get-" before his concern could be voiced, Hopper had whipped around and kissed him. Spiros' mouth was full of tongue, a furry face against his. One arm slipped under his arm, holding him close while the other slipped down into his pants. Spiros felt fur and flesh, claw and skin, groping and rubbing and squeezing. The tongue plunged in and out so rapidly, so fiercely, so completely.

All Spiros could smell was bunny fur and plant pollen, musk and forbidden sweetness. It was like Hopper was drawing the breath out of his lungs until he could only inhale the other's scent. Hopper slid one leg around Spiros' hips, bringing them groin to groin. The bunny's powerful feet propelled him against his partner, humping him with rapid, strong thumps. Spiros nearly fell over but somehow he stayed upright. He should have suffocated, but still he breathed in that musk. He smelled the sweat, the need, the spice, the heat. He was sweating all over. His black t-shirt was getting moist, his pits, his back...

When the two parted, Spiros panted openly, his eyes a vivid shade of rose pink. He looked at Hopper with a glazed lust until he suddenly groaned, bending forward. Hopper was about to ask what was wrong, worried that he'd somehow poisoned his friend when he felt the change. One of the bunny boy's paws had remained in Spiros' pants, fingers coiled around his member. The cramp had come when a sudden surge of growth stretched out the human's manhood. Spiros groaned again as another inch stretched out in both length and width.

"Spiros..." Hopper whispered. The other male was still panting, his head slowly rising as a dark crescent of hair pushed out across his upper lip, a similar jagged lightning bolt of black sprouting between his lower lip and his chin. His chest rose and fell rapidly, but a grin crossed his face - a grin that barely hid abnormally flat teeth.

"Hopper... I need that ass... I need to fill it. I'm going to fuck you over and over and over..." Spiros murmured, more of his Spanish accent creeping into his words. Hopper's fluffy tail twitched with excitement, then his whiskers. He leaned in to give Spiros a quick kiss on the cheek before he turned and bolted down the hill. Spiros let out a grunt of excitement before he broke into a run after him.

The sound of footfalls echoed off the retaining wall, spilling over the embankment. Cool, crisp spring air washed over Hopper as he led the chase, his large feet pounding against the white cement of the sidewalk. He could hear Spiros gaining on him, though. He glanced over his shoulder, shuddering at the sight of his raven haired partner's thick mustache and the tuft of black hair now hanging from his chin. Spiros' already puffy black hair seemed to be sinking over his ears, hiding them from view.

The race course was limited at first. The road to school was a zig-zag of steep roads that doubled back at regular intervals, but as they neared the bottom Spiros knew he was running out of time. There were only two choices; to their right was a steep slope landing in someone's backyard, and slightly to the left was a dense section of forest. Taking his chances, Spiros jumped. The power with which he pushed off was well more than he had anticipated. Not only did he close the gap to Hopper, but he nearly overshot, hitting the white bunny with his hands and sending them both toppling between the tree trunks.

There was the sound of breaking twigs and branches as they tumbled, rolling over ferns and roots until they came to a sudden stop on a moss covered stretch of ground. Hopper was a bit dazed, though he yelped as a hand came down on his neck. Spiros pulled himself up, heaving for breath that rapidly passed in and out of a decidedly triangular nose. Tiny whiskers had started to push out of his cheeks and the invisible hairs on his neck had started to darken to the same black as his actual hair. One hand grabbed Hopper's baggy pants and tugged down to reveal the crisp white furry ass beneath the pom pom. Spiros licked his lips slowly, then his flat teeth.

Hopper's heart fluttered like a hummingbird in his chest. He slowly shifted his weight until he was on his hands and knees, hiking his ass up ever so slowly. The chase was over. It was time his partner got his prize. Spiros grunted, pawing at his pants, ripping his fly open and casting the button aside as a very swollen, very long cock ached and throbbed before him. It was at least as large as a cucumber and nearly double the length it had been when he woke up that morning.

Hopper shuddered, inhaling shallowly as he felt that thick slab of meat slide back and forth between his cheeks. It was like a hot dog in the softest bun... Spiros grunted, a drop of precum forming at the tip of his penis. It would have been easy enough to cum right then and there, but that wasn't what he craved. Spiros pulled back just enough to let gravity draw the tip of his shaft lower. When he felt the puffy pink sphincter of his lover, he thrust forward. There was resistance at first, but as he got more in, everything seemed to ease in. It was as if Hopper had been built for him. The ass was so comforting, so soft, so pliant, so massaging.

Spiros shifted his hands, grabbing onto the bunny boi's shoulders as he started to thrust in and out, back and forth. He'd never done this before, but he came from a half Italian and half Mexican family. It was in his blood. He began to move with fluid grace, speeding up his thrusts. Hopper took it like a champ, giving just the right amount of resistance back.

Hopper's eyes were clenched, his long ears hanging down on either side of his shoulders. Every centimeter of ass that Spiros claimed made him feel more fulfilled. This was what he'd been craving, what he'd been needing. He'd gone into heat and he'd shared that heat with Spiros, his stud, his hero, his lover. Every affirmation made him feel stronger. He held his ass up, tilting just enough to increase the friction. He panted hard, tail twitching, long feet flexing and relaxing.

Spiros reveled in his pleasure. His cock felt like it was still growing longer and fatter inside of Hopper, but that was nothing... The sounds of their lovemaking had gotten muffled, then silent until Spiros was trapped in his own head. It took him far too long to realize that he'd lost his hearing as his ear canals plumbed new depths. Eventually the sound came crackling back, though it was somehow further away... Something sifted through his bushy black hair until two ovals of black velvet sprung free, slipping down his shoulders and then his back. The interior held the same cinnamon brown of his skin, but the back was furry and dark.

One shoe had fallen off in their tumble and the other popped free of Spiros' foot. The sock was already stretched and warped, slinking down from his knee to his thigh, his ankle, then his heel. The fabric snagged on some twig before tugging off entirely. Spiros' foot was swollen and warped, growing more than twice as long without getting much wider. Portions of the skin had grown inflamed, swelling into paw pads while the hair on his legs darkened and thickened into fur. His legs felt like rubber and glue at the same time, muscles reworking themselves and reknitting. His knees were restructuring, as were his hips. Every movement no doubt gave him the ability to run and jump, but at the moment he used them to fuck.

Spiros brought his pointed bunny nose down to sniff at the back of Hopper's neck before he licked and nuzzled it. Spiros' upper lip felt stiff and firm, twitching as the muscles contorted and his skull ached. His mouth pushed forward, partly to make his button nose easier to use but also to fit his larger, blunter teeth.

While Spiros' newly developed mustache and goatee remained clear and distinct, soft black velvet fur began to sprout out across his cheeks. His eyebrows grew together and hsi neck fur crept up his cheeks and over his forehead before sweeping down his nose. The piercings that had contrasted so sharply before disappeared into a sea of black. Long, heavy ear flaps slunk across his back as his whiskers grew out to full width.

Some small part of Spiros knew that if he stopped mating with Hopper, if he tried to cling to his humanity, he might have snapped back. Instead, he doubled down. Spiros used his massive dick to fuck the white bunny, coming down on him hard and fast. His ass cheeks swelled, rounding and fattening, prying apart as a tail nub excised itself from his tailbone. The nub twitched and flicked as long, light strands of black fur began sprouting outward. For a moment he looked like some sort of blowfish, prickled with tiny protuberances that developed into soft fur.

The dark velvet wrapped and coiled around Spiros' ribs, his stomach, his shoulders and his arms. Black fur erupted from long sleeves to cover the back of his hands as light mocha brown paw pads developed individual finger beans at each digit. His already dark nails turned to claws, paint crackling away to reveal equally dark bone... and all the while, without missing a beat, Spiros kept going. He fucked and thrusted and grounded. His testicles swung lower and heavier, expanding until they were easter eggs of their own right. His cock was massive, bigger than a monster's dildo, but still he pounded into Hopper.

Somewhere in the distance, the setting sun painted sharper shades of orange and pink. The lazy afternoon was advancing towards a cozy night. Spiros and Hopper, both, could have gone on for hours and hours by spirit. Their bodies, however, were not as experienced. Spiros' new bunny muzzle tightened up as he drove his cock deep - as deep as it could go - and came. He gasped, throwing his head back, his new long black bunny ears sinking nearly to the forest floor. His balls throbbed, aching and thrumming, as his seed circulated through him and ejected deep into Hopper.

Hopper, meanwhile, felt his ass undulate and milk Spiros, drawing seed from him. Spurt after spurt, practically an endless fountain. Hopper tried to last, but he eventually collapsed into a sweaty, musky heap. Spiros fared no better, collapsing across Hopper. The two cuddled together, somewhat like they always had. Spiros' hand slipped over Hopper's ribs, following the curve of his stomach - only to find that it kept curving, stretching, rounding... It wobbled slightly at the touch, overstuffed and over full of his seed. Spiros was a bit shocked as to just how much Hopper's belly had grown, but when he looked at his partner's face, he was equally relieved that Hopper was grinning from ear to ear - proverbially, at least, given how much higher his ears were.

Spiros collapsed against Hopper's back, coiled around and over him protectively. The smells of the forest began to come out, ranging from the metallic aroma of the ferns to the peaty decay and detritus of leaves and the astringent scent of the pine needles. The deciduous trees offered some relief as their branches sprouted with the first buds of a new year. There was something right in it all, something that sang to Spiros and Hopper. Perhaps they had always been destined. Perhaps their physical closeness was but a prelude to how close they would truly become...

****

Another April shower had soaked the city, making the streets glisten and the flowers bough low. Just as quickly as the shower had come, however, the sun had emerged and turned all the liquid to gold. The streets shimmered like molten metal and the droplets sparkled across the waterlogged lawns. Spiros sat on the front steps of the school, long pierced black rabbit ears hanging down over his baggy hoodie while the wind ruffled its way through his mustache and goatee, - hair that remained bushier and coarser than the black fur that covered his face. A long clawed paw rested over one of Hopper's shoulders, brushing gently the rotund belly he'd been waddling around with for the last month.

It was amazing how fast things could turn around. Spiros' family had been disappointed in him only because it seemed that he'd never have kids, an assumption they had between the very real fact that Spiros was gay and the equally likely assertion that he wasn't sure if he'd adopt. When it had turned out that he had knocked up his boyfriend after weeks of frantic fucking, they had been oddly overjoyed. The fact that he was now part rabbit didn't concern them in the slightest, merely that they would have several new grandsons to love.

Hopper's family had been far less surprised. They had admitted to Hopper that the spring heat was a constant, but efforts to force or cajole or manipulate it never met with success. They had seen it coming from a mile away, though Spiros' transformation had been less likely. Still, they too were a large family and they were more than well equipped to help Hopper through his pregnancy. Starting a family at such a young age was no big deal for rabbits. Spiros still felt some anxiety, but they assured him he'd be a fast learner.

The two lovers looked up as a brand new SUV pulled up, the windows speckled with raindrops that rolled down the washed and waxed exterior. Spiros grinned. He'd gained many things in his relationship with Hopper - a soul mate, long bunny ears, a dick that could make straight men beg... but the last thing he'd expected was a car. Still, with a half dozen buns in the oven, what were they supposed to do? Take the bus? Spiros helped Hopper up to his large, ample feet and the two walked onwards teh SUV. Spiros wrapped his arm around the small of Hopper's back and the white bunny leaned his head on his boyfriend's shoulder. Life was good and the sweet smell of spring cut through the rain. Life really was good if you were a cuddle bunny at heart.