Younger (adopted) sister, Sarya

A slight lupine girl walks in, she stands just under 5' tall, garbed in a blue checkerboard dress. Her dappled fur covers her small mousey build, her wide hips the moust stand out feature in her silhouette. Her piercing green eyes meet yours as she mumbles something akin to a greeting before hiding behind her long white hair. Her dress cuts high at her ample thighs and she wrings her hands in front of her.

Ella grins mischievously and slaps her on the buttocks and cackles.

"Say hello to our guest Sarya, don't worry, she's just shy. Well, I'll be back in just a bit. Don't have too much fun while I'm gone!" She gives you an overstated wink before whisking out through the door.

You sigh and roll to face the bashful bunny. Your gut churns and semens leaks from your abused rear passage. You see Sarya shiver and takes a step towards you.

"Uhm, ah, hello, I am Sarya, Handmaiden in training at the shrine of Fey fertility, I am sorry if I am not pleasing to your eyes but I am eager to learn your needs." She quietly says as you note the growing bulge in her dress and the dripping slick going down her thigh. Gods, she most be positively burning to fuck. You smile and pat the bed next to you, bidding her to sit.

The petite rabbit girl hesitantly hops onto the bed, getting a closer look at her, body is one of a runner, athletic and compact. She stares at avidly as she fidgets with her hands.

"Don't be scared, I won't hurt you." You say gently. You reach your hand out and she takes it, carefully inspecting it. She leans forward and sniffs it before taking a long lick on your palm. She gives a tiny sneeze and twitches her nose.

"You smell incredible." She says in a squeaky voice. She shifts uncomfortably as you watch her tenting dress darken with liquid desire.