Graham's view of the bedroom ceiling suddenly changed, turning from off-white to a darker shade of grey. He felt a draft on his whole body, on his... breasts?! Jumping up off of an unfamiliar bed, he felt two massive shapes on his chest heave up with him, bouncing madly when he landed on two very small feet. He felt a similar sensation on his head, and reached up to grasp two furry things which felt very much like rabbit ears with small, dainty hands. His ass and hips felt as if they hung out for a mile, and his waist for only an inch. Looking around for a mirror, he spotted one in the nearby bathroom, and ran over to it, breasts still bouncing, hips swinging much more than ever before, and his full, pouty lips hung open incredulously as he stared at his reflection. Graham was a bunny girl.
He - she - had ridiculous proportions, breasts which she'd only seen on obese women, a waspish waist, hips and thighs which were inhumanly wide, a face which, while very beautiful had distinctly "rabbit-like" qualities including a button nose she could twitch, rabbit ears, and... a puffy tail, just above the crack of her ass. "What the fuck? This can't be real..." She said, wrinkling her nose at the way she said 'fuck,' like a pop rather than a curse. "I can't be... Bliss...?" Was Bliss her name? No, it was... Bliss. What was her name? Maybe her... girlfriend, Pamela, would know. She rushed over to the phone, dialing a number from memory, and silently cheered as a familiar voice picked up.
