Insult the rabbit

"I'm supposed to be scared of a big, bad bunny?" you ask. "What are you going to do, snuggle me to ****?"

The rabbit gives you a humorless smile, exposing his big, buck teeth. "Oh, I'm not allowed to kill you. I'm not supposed to even hurt you, if I want what the sorcerer promised me."

"And what did he promise you, a big carrot?"

"No, I already have a big carrot," he says, sliding a hand down through his silky white belly fur and stroking his sheath. The dark red head of his cock emerges from the fleshy covering, and he isn't just bragging. The tip is a little odd and pointed, but the shaft is thick and long, covered in bulging, dark purple veins.

You laugh. "What do you think you're going to do with that weird little thing?" you ask.

The rabbit's ears flush pink and quiver in anger. "You're about to find out, human," he says. He bounces on the balls of his big feet, then leaps at you.