Nathan staggered back to the cave, still damp, still utterly naked, and still questioning his entire existence.
As he entered, he saw them.
The two Rabbits.
The younger one was carefully placing freshly picked fruits into a woven basket, her long ears twitching occasionally. The Milf Rabbit was seated comfortably on a pile of soft moss, inspecting a particularly plump fruit with an air of quiet satisfaction.
Then—they both noticed him.
Their crimson eyes locked onto his still-exposed form.
Nathan, on pure survival instinct, imdiately covered his crotch with both hands.
"STOP STARING! I KNOW I'M NAKED!" he shrieked, his dignity now hanging by a single, fragile thread.
The Milf Rabbit rely chuckled, setting the fruit aside before standing up. Then—without a word—she closed the distance between them in an instant.
Nathan barely had ti to panic before—
Swoop.
She grabbed him.
Lifted him.
And before he could protest, she plopped him right onto her lap.
Nathan short-circuited.
His mind froze.
His body stiffened.
Because—oh no.
Oh no no no.
This position.
This goddamn position.
He was sitting directly in her lap, his bare back pressing against the warmth of her toned stomach. Her muscular arms wrapped loosely around him, effortlessly keeping him in place.
And—oh god—the way her soft yet firm assets rested against his head.
It was... overwhelming.
Nathan's brain instantly descended into chaos.
STAY CALM! STAY CALM, DAMN IT! he ntally scread, his face burning hotter than a furnace.
The Milf Rabbit humd, completely unbothered by the fact that she was currently holding a fully grown, naked man like a damn child. She reached over and grabbed a ripe, juicy fruit from the basket.
And then.
She brought it to his lips.
Nathan twitched violently.
She was... feeding him?
She expected him to just—accept this?
His pride as a man—no, as a human—scread in protest.
He clenched his jaw.
He would not yield.
He would not open his mouth.
He was stronger than this.
He—
Pop.
She gently pressed the fruit against his lips.
Sweet, fragrant juices dripped down his chin.
Nathan twitched again.
His stomach growled.
Betrayal.
Absolute, unforgivable betrayal.
"...Damn it," he muttered, his face still bright red.
Then—hesitantly, reluctantly—he took a bite.
And imdiately regretted everything.
Because it was delicious.
Sweet.
Refreshing.
Perfectly ripe.
Nathan chewed, his dignity crumbling with each passing second.
The Milf Rabbit smiled in satisfaction and offered another bite.
Nathan hesitated.
But his stomach once again reminded him that he had been unconscious for god-knows-how-long, probably suffering from mild starvation.
So—defeated—he took another bite.
Then another.
And another.
The younger Rabbit, still silent, sat nearby and watched him eat with mild amusent. Occasionally, she would pick up a fruit herself, nibbling at it absentmindedly.
anwhile, Nathan's internal monologue continued spiraling out of control.
What the hell is this situation? Why am I being princess-carried, bathed against my will, and now fed like so spoiled noblewoman? Is this heaven? Hell? So weird combination of both?!
Then—the final nail in his coffin.
The Milf Rabbit, seemingly satisfied with his progress, reached down.
And gently patted his head.
Nathan's soul left his body.
His dignity was dead.
Absolutely, undeniably dead.
A single tear of sha slid down his cheek.
At that mont, he accepted his fate.
He was now their pet.
Nathan continued eating in silence, his mind a swirling ss of conflicting emotions. The warmth of the Milf Rabbit's embrace, the sweet taste of the fruit, the distant crackling of the fire—it all felt so... surreal.
Then—sothing changed.
A strange, tingling sensation spread through his body. It started in his chest, then crawled up to his head, like a cool, refreshing breeze rushing through his brain.
And then—
[Ding!]
You have consud [Chatterfruit.]
You gained 10 XP.
New Skill Acquired : [Monster Language Comprehension]
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His eyes widened.
A sudden flood of understanding poured into his mind.
The murmurs, the chittering sounds, the occasional hums the Rabbits made—all of it, once incomprehensible noise, now beca words.
Nathan's breath hitched.
He could understand them.
The Milf Rabbit gently stroked his head, her voice warm, soothing.
"Poor little thing, must've been starving. Look at him gobbling up the fruit—such a helpless baby~."
Nathan choked mid-bite.
Baby?
The younger Rabbit, still munching on her own fruit, tilted her head.
"He sure is weird. Doesn't even have fur, and he's all soft and squishy. Are all lost children this pathetic?"
Nathan twitched.
Pathetic?!
The Milf Rabbit chuckled, her embrace tightening slightly.
"Hush now. He's still young. Probably got separated from his burrow. No wonder he's all scared and cowering. Poor dear~."
Nathan's soul shattered.
Young? Cowering?!
He was a grown-ass man. A forr salaryman! Sure, he was naked and trembling, but—wait, actually, now that he thought about it—this was really not a good look for him.
He had been dragged, stripped, bathed, force-fed, and now... now they thought he was so lost baby rabbit?!
No.
No, no, no, no, no.
He had to fix this.
Summoning all the courage left in his completely shattered pride, Nathan cleared his throat and spoke:
"I-I'm not a child! I'm a fully grown adult human! And I—"
Silence.
The Rabbits stared at him.
Then—
They tilted their heads in unison.
Nathan blinked.
"...You guys understand , right?"
More silence.
The younger Rabbit looked at the Milf Rabbit, confused.
"What is he saying? So cute....."
Nathan's stomach dropped.
Wait.
Wait, wait, wait.
He could understand them, but... they couldn't understand him?!
The Milf Rabbit humd thoughtfully.
"Hmm... maybe he's trying to communicate? It just sounds like baby babbling to ."
The younger Rabbit nodded sagely.
"Yeah, like 'waah, waah, I'm lost and helpless, Mommy Help ..~'"
Nathan physically recoiled.
WHAT.
WHAT DID SHE JUST SAY?!
Before he could protest, the Milf Rabbit hugged him tighter.
"There, there, little one~ No need to be embarrassed. We'll take care of you until we find your family~."
Nathan gasped as his face was smothered into a soft, pillowy embrace.
No.
This couldn't be happening.
He flailed, trying to escape, but the Milf Rabbit effortlessly held him in place.
"See? He's all wiggly! He's probably trying to get comfy!"
"NO, I'M TRYING TO ESCAPE, DAMN IT!" Nathan wailed.
But of course, to them, it just sounded like more baby babbling.
The younger Rabbit covered her mouth, laughing.
"Pfft. He really is a helpless little thing. He even cries like a lost kit."
"STOP CALLING LITTLE!"
The Milf Rabbit sighed in deep motherly amusent.
"Oh dear... so fragile, so weak... must have had a rough ti out there all alone~."
"I'M A GROWN MAN!"
"Hush now, sweetie. No need to get fussy~."
"AAAAAAAHHHHH!!!"
Nathan thrashed.
Kicked.
Scread.
But nothing worked.
His absolute peak, most humiliating mont as a man had arrived.
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