Wait… how did that happen?

So I’m now on high alert anytime Mommy decides to go online or go shopping. Love and trust are two different things, and I do not trust her to restrain herself from buying a giant baby crib. Unfortunately it’s hard to keep an eye on her all the time. With finals starting any day now, depending on the individuals class schedule, I’ve been finding myself needing to text her for permission to stay at school later and later to study.

Not for my own sake though. Mommy’s mandatory study time has kept my grades top notch. I am brimming with confidence in my ability to dominate finals as hard as Mommy does me. But… I may have shown off a little bit too much. It’s not my fault, anyone would be extra happy to solve problems in class after a lifetime of being too panicky to do so in front of people! So maybe my hand has shot up to volunteer to answer a few questions. For non speaking answers only of course. And I might have a bit of a reputation as a teachers pet, but that’s not my fault either! I can’t help it if some of my feelings towards Mommy bleed over into the sexy Professor Hemlock.

Of course, new found confidence in showing off my academic prowess does not translate to full confidence. “Okay, so how do I solve this one?” Jessica leans over and slides a sheet of paper over to me with what is, in all fairness, a pretty complicated problem with multiple steps. First she instigates me going to a party, and now she’s making me help her with studies? Matt, her friend (boyfriend?) takes a seat on my other side and looks at the paper.

“Actually, can I get help with that one too?”

Curious Lopunny sound? How can you both need help from me? Class is over, I was getting ready to leave! I sigh, knowing I can’t deny such a simple request. I look across the room at Professor at her desk, waiting nonchalantly as the last of the students with the normal intention of leaving walk out the door. She looks back at me, trapped by two of my fellow students into staying longer, and smiles. Smiles! Please don’t let her develop any kind of social **** kink.

“I still need to finish up in here, but I need to lock up once I’m done. You have five minutes and before I need you three out of the classroom.” Mommy is such a cool teacher!

Jessica decides to be the speaker for our group. “Okay professor. We’ll just continue in the library. Come on Sam.” She takes me by the arm and pulls me out of my chair, barely giving me time to snag my bag. Normal Lopunny sound! Don’t be rough with me!

“Good luck studying!” Professor waves goodbye as I’m ushered out by Jessica and Matt. Helpless and unable to say no, literally of course but more importantly figuratively, to Jessica’s pushy personality.

Jessica drones on about how hard studying alone is as we walk to the library. My phone chirps and I check it from my bag. “Have fun studying with your friends. ❤️” heart emoji? Wait… friends?! I look back at Jessica. She’s chatty enough I understand she’s at least somewhat popular around school. Granted, college is too big for there to be the stereotypical queen of the school, but Jessica was certainly one of the more popular girls around. The disastrous party had been hers. And Matt was on the football team. Just a walk-on lineman but still. In some ways that’s more impressive than getting a scholarship for it.

My breathing gets a little heavy. It’s okay, stay calm. I’m friends with popular people. The whole school recognizes me at a glance. And it’s a college, so that’s not just a couple hundred people who can do that. And I’m hanging with popular kids. Not kids, I’m in college. Popular people. Popular adults. How did this happen?!

“Go bunnies!” A random pedestrian jokingly shouts at us as we walk by. Our mascot is not a bunny, but it’s become a somewhat popular joke to act like I am the school mascot… popular. Shit, am I popular? No. No that can’t be. I’m literally hiding from the whole student body in a furry suit of a fictional animal from a children’s multimedia franchise. That cannot be the key to popularity. I refuse to believe that. No, they are just making fun of me. And Jessica just thinks it’s funny to hang out with me because I’m in a giant bunny costume. And she likes having help with studying. It’s practical. Nothing else…

Shit, I never responded to Mommy! Is it too late now? She has to know I’ve seen her text. Is it rude to act like I just read it? I read it a bit ago, I’m just still trying to process the implications that I might have friends… and I’m sitting down at the library. When did I walk into the library! Okay, calm down. Calm down! I need to pay attention to what’s happening around me.

“So Matt was saying he’d totally fuck a girl in a fur suit.” Nope, pay less attention to what’s happening around me. Far less. Words? What are words? I’m a Lopunny, I don’t need words.

“Not so loud, we’re in the library!” Oh thank god Matt is the voice of reason.

Lowering her voice to a loud whisper, she continues. “Okay fine, I’m just saying. Where can I get a suit like that? I can think of some uses for it, but nothing I’ve seen online comes close. Maybe we could be twins next Halloween! No one would know who’s the original and who’s the imposter! Or maybe Matt would prefer to be dressed up? I could definitely see the appeal of a big fluffy teddy bear.” I do not like this conversation.

“Yeah, I’m not sweating to **** just because you want to have sex with a teddy bear.” Yes, Matt puts his foot down!

“Fine! But that brings us back to a threesome. Want to go back to my place after this?” Jessica’s hand reaches over and rests on my thigh. What the shit did I miss in the earlier conversation! “It’ll be fun, Matt is very skilled.”

“Jessica, you’re making her uncomfortable. Ignore her, she’s just trying to call my bluff that I’ll do a threesome with a guy if we do one with a girl first. I’m sorry she’s trying to wrap you into it.”

I refuse to think about this anymore. I pull out my pen and paper, and the sheet with the original problem she asked for my help with, and focus on solving the problem. I leave nothing out, showing each and every step no matter how minor or intuitive. Jessica and Matt keep talking, but I’m not paying any more attention. I have my own overly kinky relationship to worry about, I’m not getting roped into someone else’s!

I finish the problem and slide it back to Jessica, then get up and walk away with a little wave to let them know we are parting ways for now. Thankfully they seem to accept that I’m done for the day.

But seriously, what the shit was that? I have friends now, but they’re horny. Just like how I’ve somehow ended up with a girlfriend, who’s exceptionally horny. I make it outside just in time for another “Go bunnies!” joke. Which reminds me that I might also be kinda sorta popular myself in a weird way. Come to think of it, Jessica isn’t the only one who asks for my help with work… I can’t remember their names but there’s short brown haired girl, long brown haired girl, neon glasses girl, always-happy-smiling blond boy, tall red headed often-smirking girl… I really should get better with names.

Okay… I am sort of popular in a weird way. I can handle that. It’s what I have the Lopunny suit for after all. And people don’t even look at me funny anymore, having long since gotten used to my weird presence. All I have to deal with is the occasional oddly specific cat call. So… did I win? I set out to become a new person in college. To make lots of friends. To stop being the silent wall flower who runs away from even the slightest of social interaction. And… I did it.

Holy shit I did it. I mean, sure. Most people wouldn’t recognize me without the suit, and I don’t know most of the names of my ‘friends’, but still. I have friends, I have a girlfriend, I have confidence in the form of a digital interface between me and the world. I did it.

I text Mommy. “Pick me up please.”

Half an hour later I’m not giving Mommy a choice but sit back and enjoy my Lopunny mouth in her studio. “Well aren’t you eager today.”

I moan into her cock, damn right I’m eager! Praise me Mommy, I’m a popular girl! I set out and did it! My pussy throbs with my excitement at having achieved something a large part of me never really believed I could do, and the rest had given up on. I twist my head, using my Lopunny silicon mouth to wring her cock dry as my tongue teases her tip.

I calm down a little as she pushes my head down to climax into my throat. Okay, I’m probably overreacting to the idea of having friends. But regardless, it’s all thanks to her. I gingerly pull my head off of her cock as I swallow before crawling into lap. Happy Lopunny sound!

Mommy grabs me by my shoulders. “I like the attention, but you seem to be forgetting who’s the trainer and who’s the Pokèmon.” She pushes me off of her gently, and snaps her fingers before pointing to the floor. “Sit.”

I’m back on my knees instantly. “Turn around.” She gestures in a circle with her finger. I spin around and face away from her. I don’t know where this is going, but my trust in her could not get higher. “Lopunny, use tail whip.” Looking over my shoulder, I obediently shake my ass as cutely as I can to lower her defense. Mommy smiles down at me, clearly satisfied with my performance. “Lopunny, use charm.”

Well shit. Tail whip was easy, charm… staying on my knees I spin around. I then make peace signs and close one eye to wink as I look up at her. Happy Lopunny sound.

It’s a critical hit, and my reward is Mommy pouncing on me. She quickly frees my pussy and begins pounding into me. I’m too happy about today and feel my pussy begin contracting around her as I orgasm almost immediately. But she doesn’t stop, fucking me into the ground as I Happy Lopunny sound over and over. By the time she finishes deep inside me I am barely able to remember my own name. Oh right, it’s Lopunny.