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Fight to get the Angry one Back
🕑 Added 2024-10-24 03:28:13 +0000 UTCFight to get the Angry one Back.
“Ma’am, how did you find this store?” Beth gulped as a giant playboy bunny woman bounced up and down in front of her. “What are you doing?”
Heather grabbed the woman by the shoulders. “I need your help, Bethy.”
“Wait. I remember you now.” Beth narrowed her eyes. “You are that bimbo that I cursed that jerk with. How the hell. . .”
Heather got onto her hands and knees. “Look, I know I caused your boss a lot of pain and misery. You could send me back into that bottle and put me there for all that it matters. But I am not here to make trouble, I swear.” She took a deep breath. “Please, I am begging you. I need your help.”
“Tell me why I shouldn’t call Mr. Gongsel?”
“Because Matt is gone. Gone, I tell you!” She tapped at the side of her head with her hand, her massive breasts bouncing about as her rabbit ears twitched back and forth. “Those bitches did something to us, and I can’t feel him. I fucked up. I put myself a bit too far and lost him. I want him back. There, I said it. I like the bastard. I like him. He is rude and crude, and the jerk was just starting to grow on me. Maybe I could teach him a thing or two.” She snorted. “Maybe I could teach him being a sexy lady wasn’t such a bad thing, and he should loosen up a little.”
“What are you even babbling on about? Someone can’t just vanish.”
“Well, after those bunny casino bimbos did this to us, he was just. . . gone. And I had the hardest time keeping myself this way.” She stood up, her boobs jiggling about. “It’s like some kind of curse, and Matt took the full brunt. I get the sexy body.” She rubbed her ass. “But he just. . . he’s gone. Where is the fun if I don’t have someone to play with?”
“Wait, what? Cassino?” Beth turned around. “That is it. I am calling Mr. Gongsel!”
“No, please.”
Beth snorted. “He will know how to deal with this and if you are telling the truth.” She narrowed her eyes. “Or if you need to go back into that fucking bottle we, had you in for who knows how long you tramp.” She picked up the phone. “Mr. Gongsel, we. . . oh, you already know? You will be on your way? Okay what do you want me to. . . okay. Yes sir. I will get right on that.” Beth snorted. “Take a seat.”
“What did he say?”
“That I should be getting you some cookies.” Beth stormed away angrily. “If he can see things that easily, why wasn’t he here sooner. The fucking jerk!”
Once Heather was alone, she looked around the store. “Wow, it’s really been a long time since I have been in this place.” She ran her pink nails over the countertop. “I guess it’s true what they say. Potion’s R Us changes every time you come in.”
The door to the store suddenly opened, and a man who seemed over a hundred years old walked in. “I see you are still kicking Heather,” he snorted. And is it me, or did you pay for more plastic surgery since the last time we met?”
She jumped to her feet. “That isn’t funny.”
Mr. Gongsel made his way to her. “Oh, come now. I think being under some kind of weird magical affliction, you should still have your annoying sense of humor. It was always sickening.” He arched an eyebrow as Beth returned with the cookies. “Damn, girl is always late. How do you expect to run this store when I am dead when you are always late!?”
“I am sorry—”
He slammed his hand on the table. “Stop saying you are sorry. Just do better.”
Heather chuckled. “Umm, do you know what is wrong?”
Mr. Gongsel turned and looked at Heather. “Yes. I knew what was wrong from the moment I walked in.” He grabbed her by one of her long bunny ears. “A bimbo bunny. How quaint that one of my very first mistakes when I was young and in charge of this store is coming back to bite me.”
Beth almost dropped the plate of cookies. “Wait, what?”
He crossed his arms. “What girl? You think I am perfect? I had to struggle to get to the place that I am now. To get to where I can feel the breathing heart of the store.” He pushed against her temple. “Why do you think I am so hard on you? I don’t want you to unleash a curse upon the world.”
Heather waved her hands about. “Wait, are you telling me that those honry bitches are because of some potion in this store?”
Mr. Gongsel nodded his head. “Yes. It was supposed to be a punishment for someone.” He turned around. “Not much, unlike what happened to you when you came in here and tried to attack me for what you bought here.” He snorted. “You were always the feisty one.”
Heather rolled her eyes. “I don’t want to be reminded of how I ended up in that bottle thank you.”
“Well, the original potion had specific instructions. They were to use it on their boyfriend to turn them into a playboy bunny bimbo and lock them in a room as punishment for whatever they did. Then they were to slide the antidote in without letting them kiss them as it would cause things too. . . escalate.” He sighed. “It was very temperamental and could easily get out of control, but the woman insisted on punishing her boyfriend. I know now that I made a mistake, and that potion should have never been used.”
Heather moved in front of the old man. “Well, where is this antidote? I want Matt back!”
He snorted at her. “It is more complicated than that. You are two souls intertwined. Just because you take it doesn’t mean your bastard of a half will come back. No, if you want him to return, you will have to give in to your bunny side and let us cure you, as that part is Matt.”
She took a step back. “Are you crazy? I can’t let myself become a raging bimbo. It’s bad enough I look like some crazy playboy bunny. If I do that, I might lose myself forever.”
Mr. Gongsel grabbed Heather by the arms and shook her. “Look, do you want him back or not! Do you want to as some bimbo playboy bunny for the rest of your days or not?”
Heather pushed the old man away. “I want him back. I want him back more than anything.” She took a deep breath. “Alright, alright, give me the fucking antidote.”
Mr. Gongsel turned and looked at Beth. “I am not going to do this. You are.”
Beth shook her head. “No. No way.”
“You have no idea what Heather will be like when she gives into the bunny within. We need a plan, so we all don’t become bouncing playboy bunnies ourselves.” He grabbed Beth’s arm and pulled her away so Heather couldn’t hear. Heather crossed her arms, annoyed that she was left out of a conversation that should clearly include her.
“What the fuck. What is so important that they feel the need to just exclude me. I thought the point was to cure me.” She rolled her eyes. “But no, people just need to be. . . ugh.”
Beth eventually walked over. “Follow me.” She led Heather to a supply closet room and closed the door.
“Okay. Where is the antidote.” Heather arched an eyebrow as Beth locked them into the room. “Well?”
Beth took a deep breath. “You will find out. Just. . . do your thing, and I will take care of things. Okay?”
Heather shook her head. “Okay, if you insist.”
***
Beth gulped as she watched Heather’s face change. “Heather? Are you okay?” The woman suddenly jumped at Beth, her boobs slamming and rubbing against her. “Beth, I need to. . . give you the antidote.”
“What? But I don’t need to be cured. You do.” She swatted the syringe that Beth was trying to pull out of her pocket, shattering it against the wall. “Opps. Looks like someone is going to get a big ole kiss.”
Beth struggled in Heather’s iron grip. “Heather. Stop this at once. I know you can—” Her lips pressed Beth’s, causing Beth to moan.
Heather took a few steps back and laughed. “You just have to wait now. Just wait to be perfect.”
Beth took a deep breath, knowing what was next and not to be afraid. “I just have to ride this out and kiss her again at the right time.” She moaned. “The antidote. . . will kick in for both of us.” But she could feel an intense burning heat spread throughout her body as a giggle escaped her lips. “Was that me?”
Heather smiled. “Yes, hun. That was you.”
“Focus Beth. The antidote will keep you from fully turning.” She blinked her eyes. “You just have to kiss. . . her. . .when you are almost a bimbo yourself. Ughh. . .” She moaned. “So hot.”
Heather slowly pulled off Beth’s multi-colored outfit. “My, my. Your breasts are throbbing. They are begging to be let out.” Beth moaned as the bunny girl squeezed her boobs. “Aww, so cute. They are growing.”
Beth took deep breaths as Heather’s hands rubbed against her swelling boobs. “This is so fucking. . . ohhh.”
“Do you like it, dear?” Heather licked Beth’s neck. “You were just beginning to let me out. To enhance you. You will love your new life.”
Beth found herself slipping her pants off. “Have to focus. Have to. . . cure her.” She began to shake her butt as it grew, her panties pressing tightly against her growing ass. “Oh god.” Beth stuck her tongue out of her mouth. “I can’t take it. So hot. So hot. Ahhhhh!” She fell against the wall as Heather squeezed her massive breasts again. “Like, don’t do that. I might leak.”
“Oh, you might now?”
Beth moaned. “Yes. Now, like, stop teasing me. Ahhhh!” Heather fell on top of her, causing her nipples to harden.
“What is wrong. I am just helping a fellow bunny to come out.”
Beth moaned. “I. . . so fuzzy.” She rubbed her head. “I. .. was supposed to do something. But getting hard to focus. Getting hard to remember what I was supposed to do.” She moaned as her breasts swelled even bigger, squishing against Heather. “Just. . . so hot. So, fucking hot. I. . .” Her nipples dripped as she felt a pressure building in her ass.
“Well. . .” Heather brought Beth up for a kiss. “I know one way to help you remember.” As she kissed Beth, her eyes widened. “Huh? What the fuck?” Heather pushed away. “I like. . . feel kind of weird.”
Beth moaned, her ass swelling just a bit bigger. “What, you don’t like the kiss?”
Heather looked back and forth. “I don’t know. I. . .”
There was a sudden knock at the door as Mr. Gongsel’s voice filled the air. “You two just enjoy yourselves for the next hour as the cure works its way through your systems. We knew that you wouldn’t take the cure so easily, Miss Playboy Bunny, so we laced Beth’s lipstick with the stuff. The moment you kissed her, it took effect. Oh, and it helped when it worked through her as well when you kissed her back. So just play until you are back to normal.”
The girls looked at each other, only hearing every other word. “Did he say play?”
Beth giggled. “He did.” They jumped at each other and twisted about, kissing and squishing their breasts against one another.
***
“Ugh, my head.” The next day, Beth slowly sat up. “What happened?”
“Where the hell am I?” Matt slowly pushed against Beth’s body. “Why are you on top of me, and why am I naked! Heather!”
Heather’s voice entered his mind. “Welcome back, knucklehead.”
“Who the hell were you fucking!”
Beth rubbed the side of her head. “Can you not yell? My. . . you are going to. . .”
The door to the room opened, and Mr. Gongsel smiled. “It seems the antidote works. Good job. Now you just have to apply that to the rest of the bunny bimbos.”
“What?” Beth gasped.
“Huh?” Matt shoved Beth off of him. “What are you talking about?”
Mr. Gongsel tossed him a fresh pair of clothing. “Come with me, and I will explain everything.”
