The Bunny Girls Get an Eyeful

What had the homework for movie study class been again? Had it been to write a thesis on a particular movie, write a screenplay... or, I don't know, direct our own blockbuster? His mind scrambled for the answer, but it just hadn't clicked. "What was the homework again?" he asked, rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish grin. "I've been... a little distracted." His voice trailed off, his tone distracted as he had tried to piece it together.

Luna raised an eyebrow, leaning forward slightly with a teasing grin. "Oh, so you were busy feeding your hen? The one you had named Tai?" Her tone had been light and playful, as if she had known exactly what had been running through his mind.

"No... I wasn't feeding my cock... hen... rooster... I mean Tai," he stammered, his cheeks turning a little pink. "Well, I was, but that's not why I forgot. I don't even have pets, just a stray cat that sometimes shows up to steal my food... that magically appears in my house." He chuckled awkwardly, rubbing his forehead in embarrassment.

"Ummm… sounds like you've been a busy boy, Chaddy Waddy," Luna teased, giving him a flirty look, her eyes twinkling with mischief. She tilted her head slightly, clearly enjoying the moment.

Luna Bunny then continued, her voice adopting a dramatic flair. "I made a sequel to one of the highest-grossing movies of all time."

"Star Wars?" he guessed, a little confused.

"No, not that. Is that some obscure indie film? Never heard of it," Luna replied, her smirk widening.

"So, we'd been in this class, learning about movie production and the history of cinema, analysing all the classics and key moments in film history... and yet she'd never heard of this movie? Figures," he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief.

"I said top-gross-ing mo-vies," Luna said, stretching each syllable as if she were explaining it to a child, her voice playful but slow. She made exaggerated air quotes around "top-grossing."

"Oh right…" he mumbled. "I... love me some gross movies."

"Ahem... well, who doesn't?" Luna replied, raising an eyebrow as though the answer was obvious. Her smile lingered, her voice light but teasing as she enjoyed the back-and-forth.

So she turned my homework into a gross movie?! I wasn't sure I even wanted to watch it. I just hoped it was short, so I could get it over with quickly. I had to show the teacher that, and I really hoped it wasn't too overly gross.

"I made a sequel to a movie that always makes me cry... the top-grossing movie, none other than Titanic." She grinned, her voice laced with mischief. "Yes, I did it... I made a movie even better than it. My screenplay for Titanic 2 will blow the other one... away... in more ways than one," she added, her tone dripping with a suggestive hint.

"What is it with people making sequels to movies that don't need sequels? Like bringing the main character back to life and... completely ruining the original story's impact. It's like, why mess with perfection? Let it be! Stop with the cash grabs. How can you make a sequel to Titanic? The ship sank... the end. Nothing else to say, no more story to tell. It ended perfectly. And don't get me started on those multiverse reboots… just because you can throw in a bunch of alternate timelines doesn't mean you should. It's all just a lazy way to milk the same idea over and over," Chad said, annoyed, knowing another classic movie was getting a reboot/remake.

"How could I possibly make a sequel to Titanic, you ask?" she mused, a mischievous smile curling on her lips. "Well, if you can't imagine how, I guess your creativity's a bit... lacking. But don't worry...lucky for you, I've got all the ideas…" Her gaze lingered on him, a spark of flirtation in her eyes. "I can even imagine what you'd look like... completely naked." With a sly grin, she handed Chad a binder filled with the screenplay and all the juicy details about her new movie, her arm sliding around his in a teasing, intimate gesture.

As long as this gets him a good grade, that is all that matters. So he shouldn't be mad. I am not going to read any of these…. 500-plus pages she just gave to me... anyway. At least he can have more personal time for himself when the heavy loads of his homework are taken from him. He needed to be grateful and show a little appreciation, so he should engage with the topic about Titanic. "So… why did the original Titanic movie make you cry?"

"I'm super chad you asked… I'm super glad! Well, he got to paint Rose topless like his French girls, but he never got to see her rose, and she never got to see Jack's... well, you know. She spat on her husband, but Jack got jealous and wanted some. They never had intercourse or became the king of his queen's world. And Jack never even got to... well, you know… jack off."

"So this is what made her cry?" Chad mused, his brows furrowing in mild disbelief. Still, a better love story than Twilight, he thought with a smirk. But this one came first before Twilight... that early bird... tsk tsk.

"So how...?" he began, about to ask how this would blow the other Titanic movie and be so much better, considering Jack died and all, and none of those things she just said could really happen.

Before Chad could get another word out, she grew overly theatrical and interrupted.

"Soooooo... The ship turns into a GIANT mech monster, growing massive metal arms, a powerful laser cannon, and spiked armour plating all over its hull. It sprouts mechanical wings for flight and retractable missile pods on its sides. The mech even develops an energy shield that flickers to life as it charges towards the evil iceberg of the Ice Demon Siren. The siren ice monster grows tentacles, but don't get too excited about that. It gets a big cannon and goes 'firing my laser'... and it blows up into slush, sending slush puppy-like bits flying, giving big facials to all the cheering passengers on the ship. Jack comes… back, as a zombie. They have sex… I mean, Jack comes back as a zombie and has sex with Rose, not with the zombie, and she spits in his face," Luna spits on the floor, to the side of Chad to theoretically showcase this, she goes on "he spits back, they spit again, they exchange spit, she stops spitting and swallows. Roll credits."

"Honestly... it sounds pretty much the same as the original movie..." Chad muttered, just as the storage closet door swung open with a loud thud, slamming into the wall and knocking a chunk of paint loose.

Aiden Finn burst out, panicked and gasping for breath, his words spilling out in a frantic rush. "It's not about the class divide, okay?! Just because you're in first class doesn't make you some super special, high-level goddesses and me some lowly NPC! We're all just... characters in this messed-up world! Well... except you probably have, like, way more health points than me! And... and your wobble physics are totally pay-to-win!"

Ava and Lia Bunny exchanged a glance, then shouted in unison, "Grab him! Don't let him escape!'

Aiden sprinted down the corridor, closing in on Luna and Chad—only to skid on Luna's lingering spit and face-plant at her feet with a pathetic thud.

"PEASANT!" Luna snapped, kicking him in the nose before spitting down on him. The spit landed directly in his gaping mouth, dripping over his lips as he clutched his nose in agony.

Ava sneered at Luna as they hauled him back to the closet. "Don't worry, he's not getting out again."

Lia huffed. "Yeah, because this time, we're locking the door. He's staying in there until we say so!"

Aiden groaned as they dragged him away—scratched up, bleeding, sore all over. His aching nose throbbed, and spit clung to his lips like he'd been drooling over food… just like the pathetic baby he was.

"I-I took a piss in the storage room, and it has no windows… it reeks! I'm not putting up with that smell anymore," he whined.

"Totally your fault…"

"Yeah, you should've pissed in a bottle and drunk it or something," Ava sneered.

She raised a brow. "Have you seriously never watched Bear Grylls?"

Lia smirked. "Then go ahead, lick it off the floor if you don't wanna deal with the stink!"

They slammed the door shut and locked it. Just to be sure, they kicked the storage closet, the loud thump echoing as they grinned at each other.

With Aiden mumbling something incoherent about there being rats in there.

The Sparkle Bunnies—Luna Bunny, Ava Bunny, and Lia Bunny—sauntered toward Chad, their bunny ears playfully flopping with every step.

Luna grinned, leaning in slightly. "What's up, Chaddy-buns? You look a little distant..."

Lia smirked, her gaze softening. "His mind's definitely somewhere else..."

Ava giggled, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes. "He's totally missing his anime waifu, isn't he?"

Lia chuckled, nudging him teasingly. "Oh, he definitely is…"

"Yes, I am," Chad muttered, his voice low and a little embarrassed. "I was planning on watching every episode of One Piece with my waifu this weekend."

"That sounds like it's going to be a loooong night..." Ava teased, her voice dripping with playful suggestion.

"We're fully supportive of you and your waifu, and we mean it," they all chimed in, their tone sweet yet suggestive.

Lia added with a sultry wink, "We're totally behind you, Chaddy-bear."

Luna leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a teasing whisper. "Imagine how she'd react if you gave her a taste of your... wick... with a little... extra flavour."

Ava grinned, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Many different... exotic and erotic tastes."

Luna's voice was soft and coaxing. "Don't you want to give her a treat, Chaddy-waddy?"

Chad, flushed and a bit flustered, stammered, "I do... but what kind of treat do you think a woman would like?"

"This!" The three of them said in unison, their movements swift and sure as they slid off his belt and pulled down his trousers, leaving him standing in the academy corridor, clad only in tight boxer briefs and dropping his pile of homework onto the floor.

"Wait... wait... What are you doing?" Chad's voice was laced with confusion and surprise.

"We're enhancing the taste of your wick... for your waifu," they answered in unison, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

Chad desperately wanted his waifu to be happy. Whether these girls were witches or something else entirely, he wasn't sure—but if whatever they were doing to his 'wick' would make her smile, he'd go along with it. Women were a mystery to him, and he could never quite figure them out. But these girls, they'd done his homework, seemed to genuinely care, and were always eager to help. It was oddly reassuring. He felt a strange sense of calm, almost like being in a dentist's chair or getting a cyst removed—he didn't fully understand what was happening, but he trusted that he was in capable hands.

Every female at the academy, along with the rest, watched from a distance, captivated by the bunny girls' actions. He certainly had a sizeable audience.

Ava stood in front. She wrapped her hand around the side of his briefs, stretched them forward, revealing his cock, and then spat inside. The sound of the saliva hitting the fabric and hitting his shaft and balls echoes. She lets some of her spit hang for a while from her lip, and a small drop of it falls inside his tight boxer briefs. She licked inside her mouth and looked up at Chadwick with her beautiful blue eyes.

With her still pulling his tight briefs forward, Luna Bunny and Ava Bunny said, "Chadwick... That's quite the wick you have there… Chad."

Chad swallowed hard, feeling the weight of the situation press down on him. "I... I don't know about this..."

The bunny girl Ava beams, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Nice and trimmed, I see!"

Chad raised an eyebrow. "How is this gonna make my waifu happy again?"

"She'll go absolutely wild knowing other girls spit in your underwear… it makes you even more… irresistible," one of the bunny girls replied.

"And she will get to taste it...when she gives you oral today," another bunny girl added.

"It's like getting an indirect BJ from all of us at once... she'll love it," Ava said with a smirk.

"Yeah, she's gonna love tasting your wick coated in our saliva," Luna added, her voice dripping with anticipation. Ava leaned in, her tone softening. "Chaddy-Bear, just relax, close your eyes, and let us take care of the rest."

Chad nodded quietly, surrendering to the moment and letting them do their thing.

Ava peeked inside his briefs. She allowed a thick strand of saliva to form, slowly trailing from her lips, its weight hanging for a moment before it dripped. With Ava holding his briefs open, Luna licked her lips in anticipation before unleashing a rapid, machine-gun spray of saliva. The liquid landed in quick succession, splattering over the tip of his shaft and down onto his balls, leaving behind a sticky, slimy mess that lightly tickled him.