Chrissy the bunny

You find yourself drawn to the hypersexual bunnygirl and start asking about Chrissy. Detecting your interest, the clerk takes you to see her. She's back in the forest section you'd passed by earlier, off in a far end of the woods. The curvy, fluffy bimbo bunny is sitting against a tree masturbating furiously enough that the smell of sex is strong from a few feet away.

"Chrissy? There's a customer here to see you," the clerk interrupts.

The bunny looks up at you without stopping her fingering, and even bites her lips and cums just from looking at you. She squirts past her fluffy fur and fingers as she gives a soft, long squeak, eyes rolling from another massive orgasm. You're not sure you can keep up with her libido, but you're more than willing to try. You hold out your collar, and whether out of sheer submissiveness or her legs too weak to stand from cumming, she crawls over on all fours. She slides her neck against your hands so you can slid the collar onto her.

"Thank you, mistress," she cooed in a high and sweet voice, rubbing her fluffy breasts against your legs. She stood up, actually a little taller than you at her full height. She wears a set of high heels and has a tube top on, a bit of makeup on around her lips and eyes. She pulls a skirt up around her hips. "I was starting to think I'd never find someone for a slut like me..."

"Well you have. You ready to go?"

"Oh, just a second... I need to pack! I wasn't expecting company." She giggled and went to the tree behind her, reaching into hole in the trunk. She takes out a small suitcase, fitting in nothing but dildos, riding crops, vibrators and other sex toys before turning back to you. She has more toys than she does clothes! "Okay! Ready to go!"