I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game-Chapter 259: Don’t Touch the Rabbit’s Tail (Mid-Autumn Special, Unrelated to Main Story)
In the forest, there was a Little White Rabbit witch who was extremely skilled at crafting all sorts of Magic Potions.
One day, she robbed a snake.
"Do you really want to come home with me and become a primer for my Magic Potion?" Little White Rabbit was a bit uncertain because the snake looked quite beautiful, its silver scales glinting in the sunlight.
Uncle Tree Spirit said that often the most beautiful things are the most poisonous.
The snake raised the upper half of its body, flicking out a blood-red tongue and hissing.
Little White Rabbit’s body trembled slightly, fear making her take two steps back.
"You... you can go, I won’t rob you anymore."
The snake narrowed its beautiful Silver Eyes, revealing sharp fangs.
Little White Rabbit’s knees went weak, thinking she was about to become the snake’s lunch, but the next second, the snake transformed into a completely naked man.
His body was sculpted beautifully, porcelain white and powerful, with a layer of scales below his firm abdomen, covering something.
What was it?
Little White Rabbit covered her eyes with her paws, deep in thought. Her sensitive rabbit ears were attuned to the man’s movements in front of her.
The man walked over, gently caught her rabbit ear, and lifted her.
Little White Rabbit flailed her legs, her paws making a praying gesture.
"Please, don’t eat me."
The man’s deep voice chuckled first, then he looked her up and down. His gaze lingered long on her snow-white, soft belly.
"Then I may not be able to do that," he said.
The snake took Little White Rabbit back to his cave.
On the first day, he caught various prey and presented them to Little White Rabbit, including field mice, pheasants, toads, lizards, and more.
Little White Rabbit cried, dodging their feet and wailing, "Is it possible that I can be vegetarian?"
On the second day, the snake dumped a pile of hay, twigs, and bark in front of Little White Rabbit, enough to ensure she was well fed.
Little White Rabbit chewed the dry twigs resentfully, her tears dropping like little pearls, and while eating she muttered, "I want to go home."
The snake clicked his tongue, thinking this rabbit was quite difficult to keep.
He asked, "Doesn’t it taste good?"
Little White Rabbit looked at the snake’s sharp venomous fangs, its sinister gaze, and trembled as she said, "Good... it’s delicious."
On the third day, Little White Rabbit fell ill. She was barely alive, feverish, vomiting, unable to eat anything.
In the forest, not being able to eat was almost tantamount to death.
The snake was very anxious, he first stayed by Little White Rabbit’s side for a day, then swiftly slithered to the Forest Doctor Hedgehog’s den at nightfall, turned over his table, scared away his guests, and upended his dinner bowl.
The snake threatened the hedgehog, "If you don’t bring her back to life, I’ll pluck out all your spines."
Just like that, the snake carried the hedgehog in his mouth as if he was holding a durian, and hurried back.
The hedgehog diagnosed Little White Rabbit: "Indigestion, she should fast for a day or two, let her digest it herself and she’ll be fine."
Snake: "..."
He made the hedgehog offer some advice on Little White Rabbit’s care, and only then did he realize rabbits don’t gnaw on bark, they eat tender leaves, and they need to be fresh and green.
After sending the hedgehog away, the snake didn’t immediately go hunting, but stayed with Little White Rabbit, waiting for her to wake up.
He slithered to Little White Rabbit’s side and coiled his snake body around her, neither too tight nor too loose, effectively conveying a protective posture.
So, the snake and Little White Rabbit slept together for the night.
The next day, Little White Rabbit was much better. She opened her red rabbit eyes only to see a snake’s head resting on her soft fur.
She jumped with fright.
The snake immediately woke up, saw her shivering, and the next second, turned back into a human.
The man touched her fur, checked the temperature of her ears, "No fever anymore, are you hungry?"
Little White Rabbit quickly shook her head, she certainly did not want to eat bark again.
But the man seemed not to see her objection and picked her up in one hand, tucking her into the pouch by his abdomen, right against his abs.
He found some clothes from nowhere and, just like that, took Little White Rabbit down the mountain.
He bought her fresh vegetable leaves and carrots. Little White Rabbit crunched voraciously, unable to stop eating.
As her paws clutched a carrot tightly, she noticed the man resting his chin on his hand, watching her with interest.
Feeling a bit guilty, she pushed the carrot in her hand towards him, "Do... do you want some?"
The man’s lips curved into a smile, and his handsome face suddenly shone brilliantly.
He said, "Okay."
Then he really bowed his head and opened his mouth, revealing a soft tongue.
The Little White Rabbit extended the carrot toward his mouth, but the man remained motionless.
"What’s, what’s wrong?"
The man said, "My mouth hurts a bit, got pricked yesterday."
"Then... should I feed you?"
The man was clearly pleased, satisfaction evident in his narrowed eyes.
"That’s possible," he said.
The Little White Rabbit struggled to wave her tiny paws, trying to bring the carrot to his mouth, but she was too small and the carrot too heavy. She panted and panted, and the carrot kept poking the man’s face.
"You can’t transform yet?"
The Little White Rabbit felt a bit embarrassed: "I can, it’s just... I’m not very practiced at it, and there’s... also the tail." Her eyes glanced to the side, feeling somewhat inferior.
She was so close to success, only needing to catch a snake and toss it into the tub, her Magic Potion would be complete! Then she could transform into a fully humanoid form.
"I can help you," the man said.
Hope lit up in the eyes of the Little White Rabbit, as she looked at him longingly, "Really?"
Really? Was he truly willing to sacrifice himself, to willingly enter her Magic Bathtub?
The man nodded, then stroked his chin, saying, "But I’m not very familiar with your specific circumstances, can you transform for me to see?"
The Little White Rabbit thought his request made sense, after all, he was sacrificing himself for others, would it not be unjust not to know whom it was for?
She nodded happily, but then looked around, feeling a bit shy. "Then, could you cover me a bit with clothes?"
The man agreed, placing her on his lap and then propped his clothes around her, "All set, start when you’re ready."
The Little White Rabbit gave a determined ’Hmm’ sound, clenched her little fists, and closed her eyes tightly as she exerted effort.
’Bang—’
Suddenly, a long-haired young girl appeared sitting in the man’s embrace, her skin was fair, her features delicate, and her innocent, big eyes blinked like those of a doll.
The man’s Adam’s apple moved slightly, and the next second, he wrapped her in his clothes, shielding her firmly within his embrace. As he moved, he felt something at the root of his thigh rubbing against that place.
His heart pounded, looking down, it was a section of a snow-white, fluffy rabbit tail.
The girl’s expression tensed, and she quickly covered the man’s eyes with her hand. "Don’t look, I will lose the tail very soon, I can do it."
The man pulled her hand away but did not let go. A profound light shone in his Silver Eyes.
"Do you really want to get rid of the tail?"
The Little White Rabbit nodded, earnestly asking, "Do you know how?"
The man looked at her, silent, but suddenly picked her up and walked toward the forest.
The two arrived at a warm cave, where the man had the Little White Rabbit kneel on an animal skin and stick her tail up for him to inspect.
"Why... why like this..."
"How can I know if my method is suitable for you if I don’t take a close look?"
That made some sense...
The girl bit her lip, knelt down on the animal skin, and tried to lift her tail higher toward the man.
The man’s breathing was erratic for a moment, and the next instant, his large hand caressed the fluffy tail, kneading it.
"What... what are you doing..."
The Little White Rabbit felt her body becoming a bit strange, and the cave started to heat up.
The man hugged her from behind, preventing her from struggling.
His other hand kept pulling at her tail, his long and strong fingers beginning to touch elsewhere.
Sounds of water spilled forth.
The Little White Rabbit’s heartbeat quickened, tears constantly streaming from the reddened corners of her eyes.
"Stop..."
The man kissed her earlobe, his hands unremitting in their movement, as he pressed her beneath him.
"Let me help you," his voice was already hoarse.
The Little White Rabbit was already struggling to think, she turned her body and saw the man leaning over, his arms holding her waist, his mouth taking in her tail.
She felt a tingling sensation on her scalp, as if an electric current had passed through her entire body, her thighs involuntarily trembling.
"Don’t, don’t touch my rabbit tail..."
