She becomes a bunny girl.

You gulped again. "It's just a dream John," You thought. "Calm down. Ethics ain't an issue here as long as you don't carry them over to the real world." And so, steeling your nerves, you locked eyes with the slightly farm girl, and told her your favour.

"For the next 48 hours, you're going to be a real bunny girl. Real ears, real tail." You said, scanning her face for a reaction. At first, there was confusion, followed by realisation, and finally embarrassment and shock. Becky's face turned scarlet, as she opened her mouth to respond when suddenly... *POOF*. A purple puff of smoke seemed to encapsulate her for a moment, before slowly clearing. You coughed, shielding your eyes with your forearm, but as it clears, you find your breath taken away for another reason. There Becky sat, but now, from the top of her head sprouted a pair of snow white bunny ears, and not headband ones. Actual bunny ears. Her face was still a bright red as she looked at you in a mix of fear and... arousement?

"W-why...?" She seemed to **** out, as her thighs began to rub together, "I-I g-gave you somewhere to- ah~" She let out a sort of mewl and closed her eyes, her face still red as her legs clenched together. "I-is this...?" She said, as she cracked an eye open, looking you up and down, as she began to pant, her chest heaving. "H-how r-rabbits feel... All the time?" She pulled her legs apart, as her blush grew, letting you see a large wet patch at her crotch, which you admired for a moment, before she began to crawl across the couch, and you found her sat on your lap, wrapping her legs around your waist as she began to snuggle her face into your neck. "I-it feels like... It's on fire," She said, between heavy breaths, as she began to nibble on your neck, "I- I need you to... to-" You felt her bury her face in your neck as it grows hotter, and she mumbled something.

Your confidence slowly growing, you decided to ask "What was that?" You heard yet another muffled response, quieter this time, as you felt Becky quivering slightly in your lap, her hand on your chest. "Still didn't quite catch that Becky."

She pulled her face out from your neck, looking up at you with a slight pout. You could see her eyes taking in every aspect of you as she whispered the sweetest words you'd heard this entire dream so far.

"Fuck me."