The Bunny Girl Bar continues to evolve

Olivia continued fucking her new master, exhilarating in every touch and inch of connected skin. She moaned into his mouth and came again and again around his cock. He came deep inside her, but neither of them slowed or tired. All too soon, the man broke contact and lifted Olivia off his still-hard cock. "A good bunnygirl serves all my needs, not just the sexual ones. I want you to create more servers and get everyone here nice and infected. Once you do that, I might let you fuck me again. Understood?" Olivia knew she could not disobey him, and quickly nodded. All that kept her from weeping at the separation from her master was the hope that she would get to fuck him again.

Olivia started by kissing passing girls, then instructing them when they had changed. Soon enough, however, she reached the bar. She grabbed a random girl off the dance floor, receiving a groping and a kiss in the process. A little cunt-sucking later, she had a new bartender who would keep the infected drinks flowing all night long. Naturally, she was also in a bunnygirl outfit, though one more elaborate, as she wasn't going out from behind the bar.

That done, she returned to finding servers. A plain redhead in the corner soon became an alluring waitress and a waking sex offer.

Eventually, she returned to the bar with a group of women, enticing them with promises or beauty and sex. They were all changed together, and just like that the waitstaff was formed.

Olivia returned to her master, practically glowing with triumph.