dazzles volunteers
Dazzles kind of felt like she was suffocating. She was starting to regret her decision to help out in the bunnery. Although she liked baby buns, and always admired those who volunteered to help care for them, this was almost too much. The air was thick in the room, warm enough to keep the baby buns happy, and just hot enough to keep those wearing the nun habits miserable. Of course, Dazzles was one of those unlucky buns. She looked around the room, and nobody else seemed to be sweating as much as she was.. maybe they were just hiding it really well. Gosh, she could use a nice cold lemonade right now. Maybe with some fresh strawberries mixed in.. oh and - .. her thoughts were interrupted by a small cry, and she blinked around, looking for the source. She made her way to the softly wailing little one, and picked them up in her arms. Her gaze shifted to look at the small creature, who had almost instantly quieted when she started to carry them. A small smile crossed her expression, their eyes meeting for a moment. It was strange to think something so tiny could grow into a succubun like her.. The baby bun didn't even have its horns yet. She moved her free hand, and started to gently tickle the belly of the baby bun. Strange noises emitted from the soft-furred bundle of joy, somewhere between a coo, chirp, and purr. Dazzles had no idea that those kinds of sounds could be made. She started to giggle, her tail swaying back and forth a s she continued to tickle the tiny bun. After a few moments, she stopped her tickling, and returned the bun to their cozy nest. She couldn't wait to get back to the nest she'd made at home.. She didn't even remember making it honestly, she'd done it in the middle of the night after a hazy and fun evening with one of her partners during the matentines.. Of course, the nest she made was all purple -her favorite color-, and all fluffy. It didn't look too dissimilar from the bun-filled nests surrounding her in the room.
A brief yawn escaped her as she looked for her next task. She was guided by another volunteer to one of the recently awakened baby buns, who needed to be fed. A bottle was given to her, and she nodded, holding the bottle a little too tight as she accepted her quest. This was the first time she had ever bottle fed, and she really hoped she didn't mess it up. Then again.. how could she? It couldn't be all that difficult, right? She collected the small creature in the crook of her arm, and placed the nipple of the bottle to their tiny mouth. Almost instantly, they latched, and started to suckle down hard on the bottle. She watched it drain, and drain, and drain, until there was nothing left. Wow, they must've been really hungry! She could go for something to eat, too... but she'd have to wait on that. Again, another volunteer offered her instructions on what to do next, which was burp them. Was it that obvious she was new to this? Oh well, she could honestly use all the help she could get. She placed the little guy over her shoulder, and started to gently pat their back, until a small burp escaped them. She did it! She used both her hands to hold the tiny bun out in front of her then, beaming with a smile at a job well done. That was of course until she felt something warm, wet, and gooey splatter on her cheek. Oh. God. Did she just get thrown up on? By a baby bun? Her eyes watered as she held back tears.
A few gasps, and a few giggles from the fellow volunteers. She was quickly approached, and soon a wet, warm towel was offered to her, and she started to wipe off her cheek as she handed off the baby bun to another nun-habit wearing bun. The idea of spit up was soon explained to her, and all she could do was look at the speaker with utter dismay. They should've told her she might get literal throw up on her! Then again, she guessed changing diapers was nearly the same thing. Well, she'd tickled a little one, and fed one, she figured that was plenty enough for her first time. Letting out a heavy sigh, she wandered her way to the exit, where she then took off her nun habit and changed back into her typical clothing. She almost felt cold compared to how unbearably warm it was in there. That was only for a short time, but it was just enough to let her know she would be happy never volunteering again. Ever.
dazzles decides she's ready to volunteer at the bunnery! how will it go?
Submitted By aphrobite
for Bunnery Bustle
Submitted: 5 months and 2 weeks ago ・
Last Updated: 5 months and 2 weeks ago