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Chapter 6 by Haoro Haoro

What happens when Miruko finds you?

The Rabbit Hero saves you, but she's not happy about it

"Step back from the doors in there, I'm coming through!" Miruko snarls from outside. You squeak in panic. If you could move, you'd be darting away from those doors as quickly as you could. As it stands, all you can manage is to squash your dangling legs as tightly as you can against the wall you're stuck through, as well as tucking your fuzzy tail in over your panty-covered butt. For a moment, there's a rather worrying silence, then you hear a loud crack that makes your cute kitty ears twitch. Another jarring noise fills the air which you know must mean the padlocked doors have just swung open and hit the walls, then your sharp ears pick up the sound of heavy footsteps coming through into the room your butt is still trapped in. "What the fuck?" You hear Miruko gasp.

In that instant, you realize just what she must be seeing, and you promptly blush scarlet to the roots of your hair. Your gorgeous bunny idol has just stepped through into this dark and scary construction site, and she'll have spotted your trapped lower half right away. You can picture her now, standing there with her muscled arms crossed over her chest, a look of shock on her pretty face as she gazes at the hole you're very securely stuck in right now.

She must be staring right at your hindquarters now, your dangling legs wrapped in those tight, stripy socks, your bare thighs smooth, pale and soft, and then worst of all the round cheeks of your butt, only half-covered by the frilly pink panties that cling so securely to your quivering flesh. If she's curious enough to lean in closer, she might even be able to see the little bulge of your soft dick. A strangled whimpering noise escapes your lips at the thought, but at the same time you feel a tingling, fluttery feeling in your belly. Miruko leaning in over your quivering butt, reaching out a hand...you'd be helpless to stop her with your arms trapped on this side, you'd be helpless to do anything! If she wanted she could just grab your poor butt right now and do as she pleased! Your dick twitches against the achingly soft silk of your panties, pressing a little tighter as it stiffens up.

The thumping of her footsteps makes you squeak in shock. Only it sounds like she's walking away from your butt, off towards the right somewhere if your sharp ears are correct. Where is she going? She isn't going to...leave you here is she? Then you hear her step around you, and suddenly it sounds almost like she's in the same room as you. Only, how is that possible? There wasn't another way through here or else you wouldn't have tried to fit through this stupid hole in the first place.

You turn your head as much as you can manage, and your stomach sinks like a stone as your lowered gaze spots a pair of long, muscular legs wrapped in blue socks stepping across the bare concrete towards you. No...that can't be...surely you couldn't have been so stupid? There was a door right there, and you didn't even see it?

You lift your head miserably, your eyes drifting over Miruko's tanned, toned thighs, past where her gorgeous blue leotard clings so tightly to her pelvis, up the white and yellow of her top. No matter how embarrassed you feel, you can't stop yourself from gawping at her big, round boobs and perfect, muscled shoulders, before you tear your gaze away and glance up at her face. She's staring at you in what can only be confusion, her red eyes wide, her jaw set into a pursed frown and her beautiful white bunny ears twitching faintly above her head.

As much as you could have wished to meet your idol in better circumstances, the sight of her still sends a fluttering thrill through your trapped body. She's...even more beautiful in person. None of the photos you spent so many hours gawping at can compare to seeing the rippling muscles of her arms and legs in motion, or admiring the sleek white hair flowing down her back. You stare at her in flushed longing as she steps right up to where you're stuck, leaning over with her hands on her hips.

"What the hell happened here, kid?" She asks coolly. You freeze, sickly shame returning with a vengeance as you once again realize the sorry situation she's found you in.

"I...got stuck." You whimper, your voice high-pitched and wavering.

"I can see that." Miruko frowns, her eyes narrowing as they move over your face, studying your little twitching ears. "I meant just how exactly did you end up stuck here, inside a locked building site in just your underwear?" The fiery impatience in her voice sends a cold shock through your body.

"I...I..." You stammer helplessly, hardly knowing what to say. How can you explain to her now that you were hoping to impress her, when she's found you like this? You feel tears of frustration in your eyes, your heart aching with bitter disappointment in yourself. Your once chance to make all your dreams come true at the side of the beautiful hero you look up to so much and you were stupid enough to mess it up this badly!

"Damn it." She grunts as you sob and sniffle. "This really isn't my kind of work, but I can't just leave you there either. I'll get you out, so stop crying already." She leans over you, and your sobbing dies in a hoarse gasp as you find yourself face to face with her flat, muscled belly, her costume tight enough to show off hints of her rippling abs. Almost close enough to kiss. "Looks like you're wedged in there pretty tight. I'm going to have to try and ease you out from the other end, okay?" She glances expectantly at you, and you just about manage to tear your gaze from her stomach to nod hurriedly.

With an impatient scoff, she turns and strides back towards the doorway you totally managed to miss. You lower your head miserably, guts churning with shame without the distraction of staring at her amazing muscles. This is looking to be the worst night of your life. No doubt Miruko's going to arrest you, or worse, as soon as she manages to yank you free. If you hadn't been such an idiot and gotten stuck you could have shown her your potential and then it wouldn't even have mattered that you sort of broke in here. You have to explain yourself, you decide, as you hear her stepping round to where your trapped hindquarters dangle helplessly. Once she hears what you were up to, she's sure to be softer on you, right? Maybe she'll even left you off with just a warning. You really can't afford the fine that sign was warning about, not on your meager convenience store salary.

"Fair warning, kid." You hear her say through the wall. "Looks like I should be able to pull you free, but I'm going to have to grab you pretty hard first." You freeze, feeling your tail stiffen up above your butt in shock. She's going to grab you...Miruko is going to touch you there! The sickly shame gives way to a tingling mixture of embarrassment and anticipation, and you wait expectantly for a moment. Then you feel a pair of big, warm hands on your hips, just where the hem of your panties rests against your bare skin. A shiver passes down your spine, and your dick presses even tighter against the soft frilly silk of your underwear.

You bite your lip, struggling not to moan. Miruko's fingers grip your hips tightly, pressing against your skin. She's being gentle, but you can feel the strength of her hands all the same. Then she starts to pull, slowly and surely. You whimper as your skin scrapes across the concrete, but she keeps going, easing you back where you couldn't manage with all your struggling and wriggling. Your wide hips slip free of the hole, and then your chest scraps through. There's a tearing noise as your silk shirt rips against the wall, but you hardly even notice in the surging flood of relief. She's saving you!

Finally your bare paws land back on concrete underneath you. Miruko lets you go and you manage to squirm back, pulling your shoulders, arms and head through that awful hole at last. You're free! And it's all thanks to your gorgeous, amazing Rabbit Hero! You want to squeal and cheer in frantic delight even if your shirt has been torn to shreds, and you're grinning widely as you turn round to face her. That smile dies a rather rapid **** as you find yourself staring up at the frowning face of your idol, her arms crossed over her chest and an impatient look in her beautiful red eyes.

"Now, kid, how exactly did you end up in there?" Miruko asks, her sharp voice demanding an answer you're still not sure how to give.

What happens when you explain yourself?

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