[Hare Hybrid] Easter Encounter (Patreon)

content: gender neutral reader x hare hybrid, NSFW

Your Centaur Manager had warned you not to stray too far from the Hotel premises. Nothing exceptionally dangerous, mind you, but the monsters and hybrids living on the outskirts have never seen a human before. You wouldn't want to deal with their curious nature, he argued.

What could they possibly do, you thought at the time. It's not like they'd jump straight on you.

The fancy plaque glistens in the sunlight: You are now leaving Monster Hotel. A few feet from the tall, elegant fence, you lay and contemplate your decision to expand your egg hunt search beyond the contractual boundaries. I'll have to wash the uniform later, you remark with indifference, gazing at the string of cum pooling in your lap.

The hybrid crouches above you, eyes frantically scanning your frame. He's clearly confused, trying to grasp your features and determine what exactly you are, but - most importantly - he's terribly aroused. Whatever you might be, he's overwhelmed by the sudden urge to breed you.

Truth be told, you're rather accustomed to this hungry kind of stare. Most guests react in a similar fashion when they first stumble upon you, though their lustful shock is at least dampened by the fact they're informed of your existence beforehand. It's almost amusing to see how a wild encounter unfolds instead, unmediated by the careful instructions of the staff. Almost, you think, because you already know you'll be leaving here disheveled and dripping.

"Hold it a moment, sonny boy," you heave with authority in your voice. It's not your first rodeo, that's for sure. You carefully remove and fold your garments as the creature waits obediently, squirming and twitching in anticipation.

Well, you were searching for eggs, and there's a full load reserved just for you.