Pumping Up to Busterella (Preview)

Maybe I should call her? JD slowly sat up, stretching his arms. Maybe she'll pick up? He started reaching for his phone, plugged in and laying out on the coffee table before him.

The sharp creak of the front door echoed through the house suddenly, followed by a loud bang as it slammed shut. “Darlin’! Ah'm home!”

A southern, sweet as honey drawl drifted from the front hall. It sounded like Rachel's voice almost, but even besides the accent, there was a different tone and twang in it. It sounded positively cartoonish almost.

Before JD could think further on it, there were soft clicks and clacks on the hardwood floors in the hall. A brightly colored figure stepped into the doorway of the living room. “Hey, y'all!” they called out to him, waving too.

It was a toon. It was a bright pink bunny woman and what a woman at that! She looked radiant in her tight yellow and purple southern ball gown. She waved, wearing elegant, evening gloves. Her figure drew the most attention with her massive breasts, pushed up and out with her low cut neckline. There was such a valley of cleavage that would make anyone blush.

JD flinched, getting to his feet in almost an instant. This? This wasn't remotely what or who he was expecting? “Who the hell are you?!”

The pink bunny giggled. “Oh you! Ah expected y'all ta the jitters lahk ‘is. It's lahk ya ain't ever seen a gorgeous bell lakh me before!”

He didn't say anything, causing her to giggle again. “Golly, yer suspicious! Ah'm surprised y'all haven't figured it out! It's Rachel, silly!”

And just like that, things eased up, just leaving JD feeling stupid. Of course this was Rachel, this would be something she was totally into. She loved her transformations and going for a new look at the most random of times.

“Oh… okay,” JD said, looking her up and down, “Sooooo, how did this happen?”

“Oh, ah found a mysterious air pump down in th’ basement when ah was cleanin’ it out.” She started to smirk. “Said it belonged ta Jessica th’ Toon Pupper.”

JD frowned, instantly knowing what that meant. It was an old toon pump from long, long ago. “Jessica” needed to be far more organized and careful about where she left her things.

“Well, one thang led ta another ‘n th’ airhose ended up in mah mouth!” Rachel said eagerly, even doing hand gestures to indicate so. “Then it started workin’ its magic. Bing, bang, boom, ‘nd voilà! Ah'm th’ darlin’ y'all see ‘ere!” She curtsies and bows, letting her large breasts hang low and show off their vast cleavage.

JD ignored that. “Well, that certainly happened then, didn’t it? You okay then?”

“Mhm!” His bunny-ified girlfriend grinned, looking rather proud of herself. “More ‘an fine, honey bunch. In fact, ah had th’ time of mah life taday! Ah introduced mah sistahs to ‘is ‘ere pump ‘nd we went out dancin’!”

“You hit the clubs looking like that?” JD snickered, picturing some ball gown-wearing anthros trying to fit in at a popular night club.

“Don't laugh, sugah! We had a grand time partyin’ with th’ most deee-lightful gentlemen and gentlewoman we've evah known! ‘em folks at th’ club are sum real salt of th’ earth, country folk th’ know a thang or two about swingin’ and dosey-doein’!”

Rachel snickered, nudging him playfully. “Dontcha worry. Y'all th’ only gentleman for me!”

JD rolled his eyes. However, he was happy for her. It sounded like she had a good day and had some quality time with her sisters, as overinflated as they may have been. “Glad you had a nice time. So, gonna turn back now that you're home? It's probably difficult to move in that dress and… well, heave that set of bewbs around.”

She chuckled softly. “Y'all would thank ‘at, but nope! ‘is ‘ere dress ‘nd chest are lahk second nature ta me. Ah move around just fine with ‘em.

“As for turnin’ back, ah reckon ah can't do ‘at until ah get a good night's sleep first.” Rachel's smile grew bigger, a sparkle coming off her bunny teeth. “But why turn in early ‘nd deflate? Th’ night's young, honey.”

“What do you mean?” JD's mind wandered. Did she still want to have fun while looking like that? His cheeks reddened as he looked over her busty bunny body. He certainly wasn't opposed to it, but he wanted to be sure he was on the same page as her.

“Why, ah want to spend some quality time with you, darlin’.” She reached behind her back, her soft smile growing wider and wider until it was a devious grin. She pulled out the bike pump, gently shaking it at him. “‘nd ‘at means gettin’ y'all gussied up for a good ol’ time.”