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Tears stung at the corners of Imogen’s eyes. She had run away from Murmur. She couldn’t help it; she was so upset with him! Fat streaks of blobby tears fell down her cheeks, staining her fluffy fur all the while. In a rather dramatic fashion, she slapped her paws to her face, sniffling openly into them. Imogen didn’t want to remember what Murmur had said to her. She h...

“Come now, little one,” said Murmur with a slanted smile, unable to help the grin that tugged so persistently at the corners of his lips that his jaw ached. Even though the little bun currently sticking her tongue out at him was a complete terror, he found her terribly cute; as terribly cute as how terribly difficult she was to raise. ...

“I’m very sorry, Miss… ah, forgive me. Your name seems to have escaped me,” said Mercy, the bun in charge of the Bunnery, with a vague smile. Though the gentle, upward curve of their lips was subtle, there was a sort of vacancy in their eyes that made Holly smile back naturally before she could even think.  Nuns were proper worshippers, but they were still residents of Burrowgatory. Mercy’s rotten tendencie...

“Oh, you’re very big.” The statement coming from this little—gnome of a bun’s mouth was very forward and on the nose, but it didn’t take anyone with eyes to see Morgan for what she was. The difference was enunciated even further by Shibani’s own size in comparison to Morgan’s; he was a strikingly petite and dainty youn...

Anyone who knew Alice could attest to the fact that she was absolutely no stranger to kink.  Burrowgatory was filled to the brim with kinksters—it was the name of the game for the buns who were born and lived here. Such was particularly true for a bun like Alice, who’d drink the psychedelic substance from her special tea brew and get down with just about anything anyone suggested. With manic spirals in her eyes a...

“Bit of a—hicc!—nerd, aren’tcha, Hutch? I have some tea that can help you calm down. Lots of people like it, so don’t be afraid. It might make playing with the imps funner, too.” Hutch’s face warmed and flustered under their glasses, enough that Alice could see it fog against their lens. She’s sure they would’ve fumb...

The roses weren’t dead, but Morgan and Imogen’s “romance” might as well have been. The current calm of the situation was irregular for them. “Here, babe,” Morgan offered Imogen with a half-smile, though the pet name lacked passion; she really only meant it nowadays when she had Imogen like puddy in her hold, the other woman’s soft skin and pert breasts filling her large hands—she only felt ...

“See? Pink looks cute on you! Perfect for Matentines. And you doubted me, pssh!” Asteria pinched at Holly’s cheek, pressing manicured nails into the soft skin there.  Holly laughed, not shying away from Asteria’s touch. “I never doubted you at all, silly. I’m not that insecure ...