The towel falls off.

Zuri’s heart thudded heavily in her chest, her breath shallow as she held Vanilla close, the warmth of the bunny MILF pressing into every inch of her body. Her arms were still wrapped around Vanilla’s back, her fingers splayed across her soft fur, the curve of her waist, the dip of her spine. Each shuddering breath Vanilla took sent a subtle vibration through her chest, her enormous, heavy breasts squishing against Zuri’s own, their bodies intertwined in an intimate embrace. The air between them grew thick with tension, Zuri’s heart was pounding, her chest rising and falling in shallow breaths, the way her body seemed to mold against hers, it was overwhelming, intoxicating.

The towel continued to slip, gravity and movement conspiring to reveal more of Vanilla’s voluptuous body. Zuri’s eyes couldn’t help but trail downward, taking in the soft curve of her waist, the lush swell of her hips, and… Her breath hitched, her body going rigid as she caught sight of it. Her breath caught in her throat as the towel finally fell away from Vanilla’s lap, exposing her thick futa cock. It wasn’t even hard yet, but it was huge. Heavy and girthy, resting atop a pair of plush, round balls. It was the most beautiful thing Zuri had ever seen, thick, veiny, a rich creamy color like the rest of Vanilla's fine fur. Zuri’s mouth went dry as she stared at it, her eyes locked on the impressive length, and the way her cock lay against her lap, soft yet still massive. Her eyes traced every detail, hypnotized by the sheer size and raw power radiating from Vanilla’s body.

Her heart pounded faster, heat pooling between her own thighs as her mind went blank, completely overtaken by the sight before her. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t blink, couldn’t look away. She had no idea how long she was staring before it twitched. She lost track of time, utterly entranced by the way Vanilla’s cock twitched, almost as if it were responding to her stare. It wasn’t until she noticed it beginning to grow, slowly rising from Vanilla’s lap, that Zuri’s eyes snapped back up to the MILF’s face.

Her heart stopped. Vanilla was watching her, her cheeks flushed a soft pink, her lips parted as she panted softly. There was pain in her eyes, grief and loss, but there was also… need. Her tear-streaked face was tilted up, her brown eyes locked on Zuri’s. Her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. Her body trembled, but her gaze was unwavering, filled with an intensity that sent a shiver down Zuri’s spine.

She knew. Vanilla knew what Zuri had been staring at. Heat flooded Zuri’s cheeks, her entire body flushing with embarrassment. “I-I’m so… so sorry,” she stammered, her voice cracking as she tried to tear her eyes away from Vanilla’s slowly hardening cock. “I… I was just… I didn’t mean to… I…” She was babbling, her words tangled and panicked, unsure of how to explain the very inappropriate thoughts racing through her head.

Vanilla’s soft, broken laugh cut through her rambling. “It’s okay,” she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of grief and rising desire.. “I don’t mind…” Zuri’s heart skipped a beat as Vanilla’s cock continued to swell, rising ever so slowly from her lap, growing thicker and harder with each passing second. It was massive, the head a swollen, blushing pink as it emerged from its soft state, reaching impressive lengths that made Zuri’s mouth water. She couldn’t look away. She was mesmerized.

Vanilla’s blush deepened, her eyes never leaving Zuri’s as she whispered, “It… has a mind of its own sometimes.” Her voice wavered, her vulnerability clear even as her cock twitched, throbbing with newfound life. Zuri’s heart pounded so hard she thought it might break through her chest. Her mouth opened and closed, words failing her as her body reacted instinctively, heat pooling between her thighs as she felt herself growing wet, needy, ****.

Vanilla’s eyes were pleading, her lips trembling as she looked up at Zuri. Her tears were still fresh, her face an agonizing mixture of grief and lust. Her body was shaking, her muscles tense as her cock continued to grow, pulsing with need. She couldn't believe it's size. It had to be a foot long at least.

Zuri swallowed hard, her mind spinning, her body screaming at her to move, to do something. Her voice was low, rough, barely more than a whisper as she looked deep into Vanilla’s eyes. “I did say… I would stay with you tonight… and help you… any way you needed…” Her breath caught as Vanilla’s eyes widened, her lips parting in shock. Zuri leaned closer, her voice trembling as she finished, “Any way you need.” Zuri repeated, her voice dropping to a breathy whisper as she leaned in, her full, soft lips hovering just inches away from Vanilla’s. Her hands tightened on Vanilla’s back, fingers curling against her fur as she felt the heat radiating off her.

Vanilla’s breath hitched, her body trembling even harder as she stared up at Zuri, her cock twitching with anticipation, growing impossibly hard. Her lips moved soundlessly, her body instinctively pressing closer to Zuri, seeking warmth, seeking comfort, seeking release. Zuri didn’t wait for permission. Her hands moved of their own accord, sliding up Vanilla’s body, her fingers brushing over soft curves and trembling muscles. She pulled Vanilla closer, their bodies pressing together, their skin touching, igniting a spark that spread through them both.

Their lips met, hesitant at first, then with growing hunger, growing need. Vanilla’s cock throbbed, pressed between their bodies, hard and hot and huge. Zuri’s breath shuddered, her entire body trembling as she felt the weight of it against her stomach, the heat radiating from it like a furnace. There was no going back now. She was going to give Vanilla everything she needed.

Zuri’s mind was screaming at her that this was wrong, that she was crossing every line of professionalism, of morality, of decency. She was supposed to be helping Vanilla, comforting her in a time of unimaginable grief. She wasn’t supposed to be… using her like this. Taking advantage of her vulnerability, of her raw emotions.

But all those thoughts were drowned out by the overwhelming need coursing through her body. That cock... That impossibly thick, foot-long bunny cock. It was so hard, so hot, pulsing against her fingers as she wrapped them around it, feeling the sheer weight of it. Pre-cum oozed from the swollen tip, dripping over her dark fingers, warm and slick as she began to stroke it, moving up and down the massive length. It was like nothing she’d ever touched before, so thick and heavy that her fingers didn’t even come close to wrapping around it. Their lips were locked together, tongues hungrily exploring each other’s mouths as they kissed with a ****, almost savage passion. Vanilla’s body was pressed against hers, her enormous breasts squishing against Zuri’s own chest, her heavy cock throbbing between them as they moved in a frantic, needful rhythm.

Zuri’s head was spinning, her heart pounding as she stroked Vanilla’s cock, her fingers moving faster as more pre-cum oozed from the tip, slickening her grip. Her own pussy was soaked, her thighs trembling with anticipation as she felt the heat radiating from that enormous, throbbing cock. They broke the kiss, both of them panting heavily, their faces flushed with arousal. Zuri’s lips were puffy, her eyes glazed with lust as she looked up at the MILF bunny, her breath catching at the sight of Vanilla’s tear-streaked face twisted with desire.

Her hands moved automatically, her fingers fumbling as she grabbed the hem of her tear soaked white blouse, pulling it over her head and tossing it aside. The fabric was soaked with Vanilla’s tears, clinging to her skin as she stripped it away. Her dark, full GG breasts bounced free, her nipples hard and aching as the cool air hit them. Her skirt was next, yanked down her thick thighs and thrown to the floor, followed quickly by her panties. Her tight, soaking wet pussy was on full display, clean-shaved and glistening with her arousal. She flopped down on the bed on her back, her thighs were slick, her skin flushed as she spread her legs, her hips arching off the bed in an open invitation.

Vanilla’s eyes went wide, animalistic hunger as she stared down at the woman spread out beneath her. Her cock twitched, throbbing visibly as she licked her lips, her body trembling with need. Zuri reached out, pulling Vanilla down on top of her, their lips crashing together once more as they rolled over on the bed, their naked bodies pressing together, light fur against black skin. Vanilla’s heavy, soft breasts spilled over Zuri’s own chest, their nipples rubbing together as they moaned into each other’s mouths. Vanilla’s thick, foot-long cock was trapped between their bodies, pressed against Zuri’s flat stomach, throbbing as it slid against her skin, smearing pre-cum over her dark belly. It was so hot, so heavy, and Zuri’s entire body shivered with anticipation, her pussy clenching with need. Their legs tangled together as they moved, their hips grinding against each other, their breaths coming in ragged pants as they lost themselves in the raw, **** passion. Zuri spread her thighs wide, her soaking wet pussy open and waiting as she wrapped her legs around Vanilla’s waist, her heels digging into the MILF’s plump, jiggling ass.

Vanilla looked down at her, her face contorted with grief and desire, her green eyes shining with unshed tears. “I… I need this…” she whispered, her voice cracking as she stared down at the woman beneath her. “I need you… please…” Zuri’s heart skipped a beat, her chest tightening as she looked up at the broken, beautiful woman on top of her. Her hands moved to Vanilla’s back, her fingers digging into her soft fur as she pulled her closer, her hips grinding against that massive, throbbing cock.

“I’m yours…” Zuri whispered, her voice thick with emotion as she looked deep into Vanilla’s eyes. “Take me… however you need… as hard as you need…” A shudder ran through Vanilla’s body, her cock twitching between them as her hips moved instinctively, her fat tip pressing against Zuri’s soaked pussy lips. She hesitated, her body trembling, her breath catching in her throat. But Zuri’s legs tightened around her waist, her heels pressing into Vanilla’s ass, urging her forward, begging for it.

“Don’t hold back,” Zuri whispered, her voice low and throaty. “Fuck me!” Vanilla’s control snapped. With a guttural moan, she thrust forward, her thick, foot-long cock plunging into Zuri’s tight, dripping black pussy, stretching her wide as she sank deep inside. Zuri’s back arched off the bed, a scream ripping from her throat as she was filled like never before, her walls clenching desperately around Vanilla’s massive length. It was so big, so thick, and she could feel every inch of it as Vanilla began to move, pulling out slowly before slamming back in, burying herself to the hilt. They moved together, their bodies tangling, their moans echoing off the walls as Vanilla fucked her with a raw, feral need. Tears streamed down Vanilla’s face as she pounded into Zuri, her hips slapping against the thick, powerful thighs wrapped around her.

Zuri was lost, completely consumed by the pleasure, by the sheer size of Vanilla’s cock stretching her to the limit, filling her so completely that she couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, could only feel. And as Vanilla thrust into her, harder and harder, her heavy breasts bouncing with each movement, her cock throbbing inside Zuri’s tight, clenching pussy, they lost themselves in each other.

Vanilla’s body moved with wild, **** urgency, her hips slamming into Zuri’s with a **** that made the bed creak and shudder beneath them. Cream’s pink bedspread crumpled and twisted beneath their writhing bodies as the mattress rocked back and forth, the bed frame nearly bouncing under the sheer intensity of Vanilla’s thrusts. Zuri’s hands gripped the sheets, her nails digging into the fabric as her back arched off the bed, her mouth open in a continuous string of moans and screams. Her tight, black human pussy was stretched wide around Vanilla’s enormous, throbbing futa cock, each brutal thrust filling her completely, reaching places no man had ever touched. So deep.

Vanilla’s face was twisted in a mixture of grief, rage, and raw lust, her eyes shining with unshed tears as she fucked Zuri with an almost animalistic ferocity. Her enormous breasts bounced heavily with each thrust, her nipples hard and aching as they rubbed against Zuri’s own. Their sweaty bodies slid against each other, their curves pressing together in a frenzied dance of flesh and need. Their cries and moans filled the air, echoing off the walls of Cream’s bedroom, mixing with the rhythmic thud of the bed slamming against the wall. It was raw, carnal, and brutal, Vanilla pouring every ounce of her frustration, her sorrow, her guilt into each powerful thrust.

Zuri’s body trembled beneath her, her legs wrapped tightly around Vanilla’s waist, her heels digging into the plush, jiggling ass that was pounding against her. Her own massive breasts bounced wildly, her nipples tingling as they rubbed against Vanilla’s furred chest. She was so full, her pussy stretched to the limit around the impossibly thick cock, her walls clenching and spasming as Vanilla fucked her into a delirious state of pure pleasure. “Ahh! Oh God… oh fuck!” Zuri screamed, her body arching off the bed as she was driven over the edge, her orgasm ripping through her like a lightning bolt. Her tight pussy clenched tightly around Vanilla’s cock, milking her as she came hard, her juices gushing around the thick shaft that was still thrusting into her without mercy.

Vanilla didn’t stop. Her hips moved even faster, slamming into Zuri with a wet, slapping sound, her cock throbbing as she buried herself deep, grinding against Zuri’s cervix. Her heavy balls slapped against Zuri’s ass, the loud smack punctuating each powerful thrust. Zuri’s body convulsed beneath her, her head thrown back as she screamed again, her pussy tightening as another orgasm crashed through her. Her juices coated Vanilla’s cock, making it even slicker, even hotter, and Vanilla groaned, her own body trembling as she felt her climax building.

With a strained cry, Vanilla slammed into Zuri one last time, burying herself to the hilt, her cock throbbing as she came, hard and deep. Hot, thick cum exploded from her, gushing into Zuri’s tight pussy, filling her to overflowing. Cum gushing out around them. “Oh… oh fuck!” Vanilla gasped, her body shaking as she came again and again, her balls tightening as she pumped load after load of thick, sticky cum into Zuri. It was so much, more than Zuri could handle, and she felt it leaking out around Vanilla’s cock, dripping down her thighs and soaking the bed beneath them.

They screamed together, their bodies tensing, trembling, then collapsing in a tangled, sweaty heap on the ruined bedspread. Vanilla fell on top of Zuri, her soft body pressing the caseworker into the mattress, her cock still twitching inside Zuri’s filled pussy. Their chests rose and fell in unison, their breaths ragged and uneven as they slowly came down from their orgasmic high.

Zuri’s eyes fluttered open, her vision hazy, her body trembling from the intensity of their coupling. She felt heavy, warm, and so full, Vanilla’s thick cum still seeping out of her, coating her thighs. Her head lolled to the side, and that’s when she saw it. The bedroom door. It was cracked open, just a sliver… and through that tiny gap, she saw eyes. Zuri’s heart skipped a beat as she realized they had an audience. At least two pairs of eyes were staring at them, watching her get utterly wrecked by the grief-stricken futa MILF. She didn’t know who they were... cops? Forensic workers? Detectives? It didn’t matter.

The door closed softly, footsteps scurrying away, clearly embarrassed at being caught peeping. Zuri felt her face flush, but she was too tired, too sated, too full to care. Her body felt like jelly as she lay beneath Vanilla, panting, sweating, and satisfied. Vanilla’s face was buried in her neck, her lips pressing soft kisses to Zuri’s sweaty skin as she nuzzled against her, her heavy breasts spilling over Zuri’s chest. She looked up, her brown eyes soft, pleading, her voice a broken whisper. “Stay with me tonight… please,” she begged, her fingers tightening on Zuri’s waist, her body trembling. “I don’t… I don’t want to be alone…”

Zuri’s heart twisted in her chest, her arms wrapping around Vanilla, holding her close. She felt the tears on Vanilla’s cheeks, the soft tremors running through her body as the MILF bunny sought comfort, solace, and warmth. She stroked Vanilla’s tuft hair, her fingers running through the soft strands as she whispered, “I’m not going anywhere… I’ll stay with you… all night.”

They lay tangled together, surrounded by the scent of sex and sweat, their soft moans lingering in the air. Vanilla’s cock softened inside Zuri, still buried deep, still leaking cum as they drifted into an exhausted, sated sleep.

Zuri’s last thought before she drifted off was that she would give Vanilla whatever she needed.

(I don't have any immediate plans to continue this. However you're welcome to add more to this with Zuri and Vanilla having different positions or whatever. Only use Zuri in this story. She is my original character. The regular story from here would continue onto the two justice chapters. https://chyoa.com/chapter/The-Police-arrive-in-time.1685116 . this is an optional chapter that goes between the police arriving and Vector getting justice.)