Kidnapped?
Haruto took a deep breath, focusing on the warmth of the sun seeping into his skin. The energy coursing through him felt different now—denser, more potent. He could sense it accumulating within him, a reservoir of stored power waiting to be unleashed.
He clenched his fists.
"Alright… let's see how far this goes."
Bending his knees, he braced himself. His muscles tensed, his heartbeat steadying as he activated [Temporary Physical Enhancement].
The energy surged.
His legs burned with newfound strength, veins pulsing with the sudden influx of power.
"Here goes nothing."
With a sharp exhale, Haruto pushed off the ground.
BOOM!
The force of his jump sent dust and loose dirt scattering in all directions. His body rocketed upward, propelled by the sheer momentum of his enhanced strength. The air rushed past his face, his eyes locked onto the edge of the hole—
Almost there.
Then—his power flickered.
The boost wasn't enough.
His fingers grazed the ledge, nails scraping against loose soil before his grip failed.
"Shit—!"
Gravity won.
He plummeted.
THUD.
Pain shot through his legs as he landed back at the bottom. He gritted his teeth, wincing. His knees protested, but nothing felt broken.
Still, that had been close.
Too close.
He needed more energy.
His gaze lifted toward the sunlight streaming down.
"I need more charge," he muttered. "More power."
Sitting cross-legged, Haruto focused on absorbing as much sunlight as possible. The longer he sat still, the more warmth he felt spreading through his limbs.
The energy reserve filled slowly.
His [Energetic Photosynthesis] pulsed, notifying him of the stored charge increase.
A minute passed.
Two.
He waited, feeling the power pool inside him, bracing for another attempt.
Then—a noise.
A rustling sound.
Haruto's breath stilled.
Something—or someone—was nearby.
His fingers twitched, instinct screaming at him to stay silent.
Above, a shadow moved.
He barely caught a glimpse—a figure shifting at the edge of the hole.
Not an animal.
A person?
Haruto's mind raced.
Who the hell would be out here?
More importantly—were they friend or foe?
He swallowed his breath, muscles tensing.
Haruto barely had time to react.
A shadow descended from above, moving so fast that he barely registered what was happening until—
THUD!
The ground trembled as something heavy landed in front of Haruto.
Dust and loose dirt swirled in the air, obscuring his vision for a moment. But as the cloud settled, his breath hitched.
What the hell…?
The figure before him was massive—and definitely not human.
She was a woman, but her sheer physical presence was overwhelming. Towering, muscular, and wild, her body was a perfect fusion of raw power and dangerous allure.
Thick, powerful thighs flexed as she adjusted her stance, her skin a blend of smooth flesh and soft fur, leading up to a tight, well-defined abdomen. Her arms were sculpted, veins barely visible beneath her skin, the muscles in her shoulders shifting with each small movement.
And yet—
She was undeniably feminine.
Her chest was heavy and full, barely restrained by the crude, torn cloth wrapped around her torso, emphasizing every deep breath she took. A thin layer of sweat coated her skin, making her curves glisten under the dim light. Her wild, silver hair cascaded down her back, partially covering her broad yet seductive shoulders.
Her long rabbit ears twitched, flicking dust off as her crimson eyes locked onto him.
Her gaze was primal—sharp, hungry, assessing him like prey.
Then, she sniffed the air.
Her nose twitched, and suddenly, a wicked smirk stretched across her face, revealing sharp fangs.
"#)$-+#/$/#/#-##$$.$(_($89920#?#+#+#(?#??"
A string of garbled, incomprehensible words left her lips, her tone husky yet teasing, as if she enjoyed his confusion.
Haruto tensed.
He couldn't understand a single word—but the way she spoke, the way her hips subtly swayed as she stepped forward, the way her sharp nails grazed against her own stomach in a slow, deliberate motion—
It was almost like she was toying with him.
Teasing.
His heartbeat quickened.
His instincts screamed for him to move, to do something—anything. But the overwhelming presence of her body, the sheer heat radiating from her, kept him rooted in place.
Then—she moved.
Fast.
Before he could react, she was right in front of him, her powerful arms caging him in.
Her body was so close, her heated breath brushing against his skin, the scent of sweat and something strangely sweet filling his lungs.
His mind went blank.
What the hell is happening?!
Haruto's entire body tensed as he felt something soft, warm, and impossibly firm pressing against him.
The unexpected sensation sent a shiver down his spine.
What the—?!
Before he could react, strong arms wrapped around him, pulling him into a tight embrace.
His face was immediately squished against something plush, something heavenly soft yet firm at the same time. A mix of body heat, sweat, and a strangely sweet scent overwhelmed his senses.
It took him a second to realize—
He was being hugged.
No—smothered.
Haruto's breath hitched. The sheer warmth of her muscular yet incredibly soft body engulfed him completely.
His arms were pinned to his sides, leaving him completely helpless in her grasp.
Then—
His feet left the ground.
With zero effort, she lifted him up, holding him as if he weighed nothing at all.
Like a doll.
No—worse.
Like a little princess.
Haruto's eyes widened in horrified realization.
He was being bridal carried.
By a buff, muscular, bunny-woman MILF.
"What are you doing?!" he blurted out, his voice an embarrassing mix of panic and disbelief.
She tilted her head, ears twitching, eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and curiosity.
Then, in that same garbled, incomprehensible language, she spoke again:
"@@#-#&$)$#()#//#(_)(_)==D?"
Haruto's brain short-circuited.
It wasn't just that he couldn't understand the words—
It was how she said them.
The way her lips curled as she spoke. The slight husky purr in her voice. The way she tightened her grip, pressing him even closer against her heaving chest as if she were cradling something precious.
His entire body was on fire.
"I-I can't understand you!" he stammered, struggling slightly—only for her grip to tighten.
No escape.
She huffed, as if annoyed at his cluelessness.
Then—her hands shifted.
One strong arm easily kept him secured against her, while her other hand traced along his waist, her clawed fingers lightly brushing his side in a way that sent an unwanted jolt through him.
Haruto shuddered.
This was bad.
She was too strong.
Too warm.
Too… dangerously close.
His heart pounded in his chest, his thoughts racing.
Haruto's body jerked as he felt a strong hand suddenly press against his crotch.
His mind froze.
W-What the hell—?!
The Milf Rabbit's large, clawed fingers cupped him boldly, her warm palm resting right over his most sensitive area.
A mix of shock and panic surged through his body.
His breath hitched.
His brain screamed at him to move, resist, do something—
But his entire body betrayed him, stiffening instead.
Then—
She smirked.
Her crimson eyes gleamed with mischief as her ears twitched, and she nodded repeatedly, as if pleased with what she found.
"(_)(_)==D&V√!!!!!!"
The incomprehensible noises left her mouth with a satisfied tone, her voice husky and oddly playful.
Haruto's face burned.
"I—" His voice cracked. "What are you—?! I don't—?!WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
But she didn't answer.
Or maybe she did, but Haruto still couldn't understand a damn word of her bizarre, alien language.
Instead, she simply grinned wider—her fangs glinting under the dim light.
Then—
BOOM!
With an explosive burst of strength, the Milf Rabbit bent her knees—and leaped high into the air, carrying Haruto effortlessly in her arms like a fragile princess.
WHOOSH!
The sheer force of the jump sent a rush of wind past Haruto's face, his stomach lurching as the world blurred beneath them.
His legs dangled uselessly in the air.
Her arms held him tight, pressing him against her muscular-yet-soft frame as they soared upward.
Haruto's heart pounded violently in his chest.
"HOLY SHIT—!!"
The hole that had trapped him moments ago shrank beneath them, disappearing as they ascended higher and higher.
The sheer height they reached was absurd.
And yet—
The Milf Rabbit didn't seem bothered at all.
Her expression remained confident, her strong legs kicking off the air like she had done this a thousand times before.
Haruto, on the other hand?
His entire existence was spiraling into a state of absolute chaos.
"What the hell is happening to my life?!"