There were certain times when you really, really had to second guess your life choices. Perhaps buying some expensive junk, perhaps spending way too much on coffee or maybe sleeping with a bunny.
Unfortunately, I'd done all three.
And now that I was in bed with a bunny in the middle of the night, did I finally regret it.
It was fine if she was just a bunny. It was fine if she was a hag too. Heck, I was fine sleeping next to any woman, assuming nothing happened. But- buttt, I did not expect to be made a pillow like this!
Yeah, there was no doubt I was enjoying this and feeling like a total scumbag at the same time. But it wasn't like I wasn't trying to get free okay! Because I was trying! Kind off.
Whenever I tried to get free, she hugged me tighter.
That would have been fine too. But there was a bigger problem.
She looked rather young, a bit older than Alisa, maybe sixteen, and had black hair.
