Bitch In Heat

RoboHopps crawled all over the floor, dragging her short, cybernetic limbs across the metal floor.

Ordered to do basic commands, such as follow a patrol pattern, and fetch the requested items.

Sniffing with her rabbit nose, she tried to find the things hidden in the test polygon.

But the only thing she could smell was the thick scent of her heated loins.

Her claws gripped the floor, as she felt her wet innards squirm into themselves, shivers climbing up her arched back.

With her mind blank she did not understand that it was her breeding heat kicking back in again.

Judy Hopps could barely recall anything in her memory, it was wiped clean back when she was retrieved after her escape.

But still, she could feel that something was missing, some odd sense of urgency, a faint voice, and the shadow of a face lingering in her core.

Unfortunately, she had close to no time to ponder about that, as she was thoroughly modified, experimented on, and made to run tests.

The metal bits in her head made it impossible for her to disobey the orders or even hesitate to complete whatever the scientists tell her to.

That, and the neverending itch in her belly, the primal need for stuffing and impregnation, as her perpetually wet pussy lips drip sweet nectar everywhere she went.

The lab assistants tried to cover it up with a sticker or a cover, but the gushing juices made it impossible for to them stay on.

Whenever they were touching her body RoboHopps chirped and moaned, begging them to ease her pain, since she can not talk unless permitted to.

She tried her best to seduce them with her body, rubbing her big breasts against their arms, or nuzzling her round butt against their thighs whenever they were near.

And opening her drooling mouth, flickering her tongue, promising to suck them all dry, and lilac eyes giving them the most seductive look, the one may give to their husband on a wedding night.

But those silent pleas for help fell on deaf ears, and so the horny rabbit spent her days in sore solitude, trying to remember something, anything about herself and her surroundings, as she continued to crawl in the labs, for whatever purposes the Omni Consumer Products Corporation may have for her...