Your mouth stretches open wide as you yawn, blinking your eyes against the bright light of the morning. You brush your silky purple hair behind your long, fluffy ears, as the world finally comes into focus. You look to the left, and see the remains of the cupcakes you ate last night, and you look down, brushing the crumbs off of your modest breasts. You also see several empty cups of applesauce, chocolate pudding, and many juice pouches. What happened last night? You wonder. Shrugging it off, you pull back your quilt to see your little bunny crotch is covered with:
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