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This story was entered in the
soc.sexuality.spanking short story contest for the year 2003.
SSC'03 - Child
Easter Bunny Girl
by zprymantis@smilingwithteeth.com
This story was inspired by an email a
spanko friend sent me. He described to me an image he had in his mind -
and I wrote this story to go with it. His description was so vivid, it
was like a story by itself.
Thank you C.
:)
z
Easter Bunny Girl
Once upon a time, when Zoey was a very little girl, and the Easter
Bunny was real, and crocus flowers magically poked out of the ground
where snow had been a few weeks before, a very special thing happened.
A large box arrived, smelling like grandma, and carried by the postman
up to the front door!
As the box was opened, there were surprises for everyone, but one
special thing was just for Zoey! It must be for her, it was just her
size. It was an Easter Bunny suit, made from pink footed pajamas, a
drop seat in the back where a fluffy white pom-pom was attached, and a
matching bunny-ear headband.
There was also a scratchy Easter Dress, yellow and puffy, but Zoey
didn't want to try THAT on!
By some springtime blessing, Zoey was allowed to wear her bunnysuit
instead of the yellow scratchy dress during the Easter Egg Hunt. She
posed for pictures, smiled, and scrunched her nose like a real bunny
should. She hopped around the yard, gathering candy filled eggs, but
hopping bunnies move too slowly, and her brother got the most treats in
his basket.
Zoey decided that fair is fair, and ended up hopping right atop her
brother's basket, knocking it over, and then like a real bunny might,
she refused to apologize. Real bunnies are never sorry, they just hop
and scrunch their noses and wiggle their cute bunny tails!
Daddy's shadow appeared stretched out in front on the lawn, and the
little naughty Easter Bunny was picked up as easily as, well, as easily
as a bunny can be. The naughty bunny was balanced upon her Daddy's knee
and had her tail taken down, and her bare white hineymoon felt the
chill in the springtime air.
"Nooo nooo nooo!" the shocked bunny suddenly could talk, and a bunny
can be spanked, as well!
There stood Zoey, captured in one more picture, to be sent to Grandma
in the next letter. It would end up being her favorite photo, placed in
her china cabinet, and one that would always make her smile. A naughty
little bunny, her drop seat with one button still undone, half her bare
bottom shining red in view. Fresh tears visible in her big brown eyes.
Instead of her Easter Basket filled with treats, this much loved little
bunny is holding her Daddy's hairbrush in her hand.
The End
© 2003 by
zprymantis@smilingwithteeth.com, not to be reposted or distributed
without permission
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