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41.42% Debauchery In A Woman's World / Chapter 29: Science Experiment

Capítulo 29: Science Experiment

On Earth, sightings of hot females with rabbit ears were not uncommon. In fact, such pictures, memes, and videos trended on social media. The individuals involved were usually cosplayers, costume performers, and mascots. A contemporary man of culture from Earth might refer to a subset of them as furries.

Speaking of culture, on certain 'cultural' sites, bunny girls were the subject of lewdness and erotica. Here, however, Ethan was absolutely sure that the rabbit ears on the stranger before him were natural. They twitched, drooped, and became rigid in turns, proving they were mammalian body parts.

"What were you doing?" the white coat-clad bunny girl asked again. Her eyes were slanted at Ethan as if he was an intruder.

"I… Uh… was massaging my sister's feet," Ethan replied quickly, snapping out of his furry dreams. "You see… She lost consciousness because of exhaustion, and I figured a rub down would do her good. I'm just fulfilling my duty as a loving brother!"

Ethan didn't really have to explain himself to a stranger who barged into his personal space. However, a clarification was due since he was caught red-handed doing something weird to a sleeping girl.

The hybrid girl raised a bushy eyebrow and picked up a parchment from the bedside table. "I see! Exhaustion, huh? Her chart says otherwise."

"What does it say?" Ethan asked curiously. "And who are you anyway?" Demanding the stranger's identity was an afterthought. The boy was stuck in a conversation trap. Absolving himself from a sexual crime felt like a more pressing matter.

"I am Goldie," she replied, scrutinizing the chart. "The report says Lady Gwen got light-headed because too much blood accumulated in her torso. It was probably the first time her body experienced such trauma."

"Even her legs gave way," the bunny girl added in a suspicious tone and turned towards Ethan. "What gave you the impression that Lady Gwen was exhausted? Were you a witness to or participant in whatever happened to her body?"

At this point, Ethan realized he had to act tough while masking his guilt. "Goldie, was it?" he asked in an authoritative voice. "Are you an official of Cromwell Castle? Who let you inside the restricted zone?"

The boy was quickly reminded of the system challenge—groping a bunny tail. Did the girl have a tail in the first place? Clearly, the system prompt referred to her.

"I'm the Grand Healer, of course!" Goldie replied with a flourish. "This is my restricted zone, my privileged suite, and my patient! You are the one trespassing!"

While the boy was tongue-tied by the revelations, she added, "Judging by your gender and royal attire, you must be Count Ethan Cromwell."

The boy crossed his arms and nodded. Grand Healer, huh? He had imagined an old crone with a walking stick in the position. How did a young, attractive wereperson become the Grand Healer of Cromwell Castle?

Yes! Werepeople! The fundamental books Ethan consumed in the library spoke about them in detail. They were a pseudo-human race—half man, half animal—werewolves, cat girls, werefoxes, bunny girls, and so on. As long as you had hybrid manifestations of an animal, you were categorized as a wereperson.

"I'm sorry for breaking in," Ethan replied without yielding his composure. "I was really worried about my sister and forgot the rules in the meantime."

Goldie looked unsatisfied with the boy's answer but didn't press the matter further. Ultimately, did she have the authority to punish the Cromwell heir? No. Only the Countess herself could judge him.

"How is Gwen?" Ethan asked with a tinge of concern. "Is she really going to be okay?"

"Oh, there's nothing wrong with her!" Goldie replied with a wave of her hand. "Girls her age get light-headed all the time. She just needs better nutrition."

The boy nodded. He wasn't really interested in knowing about Gwen's condition. The real question nagging him was how the bunny girl magically appeared before him.

Goldie appeared to have read his mind. She walked around the bed and approached Ethan. She sat beside him and asked, "Count Cromwell… Have you met any werepeople before me?"

The boy developed an immediate liking for the Grand Healer. She had referred to him as 'Count' twice instead of the usual 'Young Count'. Moreover, for a five-foot girl, she looked quite desirable. She was blessed with a voluptuous body, most of which was hidden behind the white medic coat.

Ethan watched Goldie's behavior and observed that the ears drooped forward. In rabbits, this position would signal the creatures were curious. Moreover, he noticed a ball of fluff jutting out of the girl's pants on the back. It was a bunny tail!

The icing on the cake was—wide, furry, rabbit paws!

"You're the first wereperson I've come across," the boy replied, barely controlling his excitement. "Mother has always kept me protected from the outside world because of my rare condition. In fact, I met elves for the first time only a few days ago."

Goldie's curious eyes were locked on Ethan, making him uncomfortable. "A fertile male is indeed a wonder of nature," she said as if watching an endangered animal in the wild. "I assume you recently came of age? Have you had any sexual experience yet?"

Ethan gulped nervously. Gwen had suddenly been forgotten, and he had become the subject, which was inconvenient. The Grand Healer appeared to be intelligent and incisive. What if she figured out he was not the real Cromwell heir?

"Yes, but only once with an elf," the boy lied. "That too under Captain Joan's supervision. It was to prevent the onset of the devil's curse."

Naturally, Ethan left out the mention of his thrilling activities with Gwen and Hilda.

"I am fascinated by the chaste devil's curse," Goldie said, blinking her beady eyes enthusiastically. "Would you be interested in participating in an experiment?"

Ethan furrowed his brows. "What do you mean? What kind of experiment?"

"An experiment under controlled conditions, during which we trigger the devil's curse within you."

"What?" the boy exclaimed, getting to his feet. "Why the hell would I risk my life like that? Didn't you read the news about the fertile trader who turned to stone?"

The bunny girl shook her head, making her ears flail like braided hair. "Only the scary symptoms make the news. I have read research papers on the devil's curse everywhere in Promiscua. The curse is not necessarily fatal for all."

"In rare cases, the symptoms can be harmless and even reversible. For example, a certain fertile farmer grew reptilian scales on his body. They reverted to skin as long as he was pleasured within fifteen minutes. Aren't you even a bit curious about your curse transformation potential?"

Ethan rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "I don't know. Mother will never agree to such an arrangement."

Goldie shifted closer to the boy, and her paw found his hand. "It can be our little secret… I will be very, very careful…"

The boy couldn't help but enjoy the rabbit paw's touch. It was furry, warm, and soft—a rare sensation that only a sensuous miracle of nature could provide.

Ethan raised his gaze and looked into the bunny girl's blue eyes. They were so beautiful he could stare for hours. "Suppose I take your proposal into consideration. What do I get in return?"

According to his assessment, Goldie was clearly a mad scientist, regardless of her furry origins. At least, he could gain something by tapping her obsessive needs.

The Grand Healer slowly rose from her seat and fixed her coat. She cleared her throat as if about to give a lecture. "Count Cromwell… Did you think you could blackmail me in exchange for experiments on your body?"

Ethan panicked and jumped to his feet. He didn't expect the situation to go sideways so quickly. "I didn't mean—"

"—then you are right," Goldie cut him off, joining her paws together in prayer. "I will do anything and everything for a chance to tinker with your rare constitution! Please give me the opportunity!"

The boy's jaw dropped and was left hanging. He had expected a confrontation, as his luck had been rotten since he landed in Promiscua. However, this was the first time someone had offered him a freebie.

"You can touch and feel my patients' feet if that's what you like," Goldie offered without emotion.

"I don't—" Ethan began, but thought against it. At this juncture, explaining that he didn't really have a foot fetish would be pointless.

"I have two conditions," the boy declared. "If you fulfill them, I will consider having this conversation again."

The bunny girl's ears stood tall, indicating she was alert and excited. "Anything! Name the conditions, and I'll make them happen!"

"First, tell me how you magically appeared before me. The room was locked, and so were the windows."

"And the second?"

Ethan licked his lips and pointed at the wagging ball of fluff on Goldie's shapely behind. "Let me touch your tail."


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Capítulo 30: The Wererabbit

Goldie looked like she had seen a ghost. "My… t-tail…?" she stammered. "Why do you want to touch… my tail…?"

Ethan was pleased to see the bunny girl lose her composure. On Earth, he was considered a man of above-average intelligence and very often enjoyed wildlife documentaries. The fact that rabbits were sensitive about their tails was part of his general knowledge.

"I have my reasons," the boy replied with crossed arms. "Consider it the fulfillment of curiosity of a growing man. As a liberal scientist yourself, it shouldn't be a big deal to you. It's just a tail, right?"

Goldie bit down on her lower lip. "Count Cromwell, you are missing education on werepeople. They are half-human beasts. Much like wild animals, werepeople have sensitive areas in their bodies. For my species—the wererabbits, tails are sacrosanct."

"They are mostly sense organs, helping us perceive the environment. Cutting off a wererabbit's tail would paralyze them for weeks until it grows back. We allow only our most trusted to touch them, usually sex partners. I expect you to understand how overboard that request sounds to me."

Ethan rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "I didn't know tails could have so much significance. It's kind of a bummer."

The bunny girl noticed her experimental lamb was losing interest in the conversation. "You can touch my feet if you want," she offered, wiggling her toes. "They are furry, too."

Ethan was tempted to give in. The rabbit paws were too adorable to resist. However, the system challenge was his priority at the time. "No, I want the tail, sorry."

The boy abruptly got up from the patient's bed, dusted his tunic, and proceeded to walk away. "Thanks for taking care of my sister, and for the lectures. I appreciate your efforts. We'll meet some other day if I'm available."

Goldie looked instantly devastated. Her science experiment was running away! Who knew when she'd get such a golden opportunity again? With a surprisingly agile hop, the bunny girl scrambled to the door and blocked his path.

"Alright!" Goldie exclaimed, joining her paws together in prayer. "I'll allow you to touch my tail! Just don't leave, please... We were getting along fine..."

Ethan shrugged and returned to his seat, satisfied with the bluff's success. He had no intention of forgoing the deal since completing the system challenge was integral. However, the boy observed how desperate the Grand Healer was. He feigned walking out, and it paid off handsomely.

Goldie sat beside Ethan and sighed. "I want promises if we go ahead with this, Count Cromwell. I will tell you about my special ability and let you touch my tail. In exchange, you will return to my office sooner than later to talk about the Devil's Curse experiment. If you agree to these conditions, we will proceed."

Ethan nodded. "The conditions are satisfactory. I can come back tomorrow afternoon. You have my word."

The bunny girl offered him a weak smile, torn between glee and anxiety. "Alright, watch me."

Goldie got to her feet and stood before him, doing nothing. "What am I looking for?" Ethan asked. "Is something going to happen? Am I supposed to compliment your body? That would be difficult since much of it is hidden beneath your coat-"

The boy cut himself short when something weird happened. The bunny girl's outline shimmered, and then her figure became translucent. Finally, it was so transparent Ethan could see through her. Within seconds, she completely disappeared!

The boy's jaw dropped and was left hanging. Goldie could be invisible at will? The Cromwell heir flailed his arms around looking for her, but to no avail. She was gone!

"You can come back now," Ethan urged. "I understand your ability."

Moments later, Goldie's body faded into his vision. She had been holding her breath, which she let go with a heave. As soon as her outlines appeared, the bunny girl gasped for air, gulping large volumes desperately.

"So, are wererabbits able to become invisible?" Ethan posed, feeling stupid about the question. But he needed to hear it from her.

"Not all of us have this ability," Goldie replied, finally caught up to her regular breathing. She sat beside him and crossed her legs. "Though research has shown that invisibility is more common among wererabbits than other werepeople."

"I don't understand," the boy asked with a quizzical expression. Did others also have systems that helped them obtain skills? That would be an earth-shattering revelation. How was Ethan special then?

"I was raised in the wild," Goldie replied. "My family had to struggle for food and protect themselves from predators on a daily basis. As a result, I developed my invisibility skill over the years."

"Interesting," Ethan said, relieved that no system was involved. It was like evolution and adaptation on Earth. Species developed special organs, behavioral traits, and physical modifications for survival.

"I can disappear only until I hold my breath, though," the bunny girl added. "Now you know my secret."

"So, how long did you watch me with my sister?" the boy asked anxiously. He was heavy with guilt since he took his time admiring Gwen's sleeping beauty until finally deciding to perv on her feet. To an outsider, it would be a disturbing scene.

The bunny girl giggled lightly. "I can hold my breath for up to ten minutes. So maybe I saw all of it."

Ethan put on a nervous smile. Goldie's revelation explained why the system offered him a challenge even though nobody else was in the room, specifically a bunny. An actual invisible bunny girl was already there, watching him!

The boy tried to change the topic. "Let's move on to my next condition."

Goldie nodded and turned around slowly. Her long white healer coat was partially covering her tail. She lifted it, exposing the ball of fluff.

Ethan observed it in wonder. It was a pinkish-white thing with restricted movement. Unlike normal animal tails that were long, a wererabbit's tail was essentially a giant cotton candy ball. It twitched and wagged up and down.

"Just be gentle," Goldie murmured. "Don't make my tail fall off."

"Do they fall off easily?" the boy asked with furrowed brows.

"Yes, if you are rough with it and pull too hard. In fact, I always need guards when I go out in public. Wererabbit tails sell at high prices in the marketplaces."

"I'll be careful," the boy said, kneeling down closer to Goldie. He began by letting the fur touch his fingertips. It was a slight but exhilarating feeling. How can a human being see something so cute and not grope it immediately?

Ethan grabbed the tail with his right hand and pressed lightly. Goldie let out a sharp gasp, followed by a low whimper. She leaned a bit forward, pushing her hips back to give the boy a better view.

Ethan shifted closer and held the rabbit's tail in both his hands. It was as soft as a pillow and yet warm and alive.

[Challenge completed! Grope the bunny tail]

[Reward: Invisibility pill x2]

[Invisibility pill: Become invisible for three minutes. Not effective on witches with mystic vision. Not effective on warriors with divine vision.]

The Cromwell heir celebrated on the inside. Invisibility would be a great addition to his meager collection. When faced with a formidable opponent, he could flee or attack undetected.

Now that the system challenge was complete, Ethan had no purpose with Goldie's tail. However, he wasn't satisfied yet.

The boy decided to go a step further. He risked lifting the ball of fluff to see its anatomy. The tail grew out of the bunny girl's lower back. A generous hole had been cut into her pants to accommodate it. Ethan pushed it up further, revealing her buttcrack. She wasn't wearing any panties.

"That's enough…" Goldie murmured, trying to pull her tail out of the boy's grasp unsuccessfully. "Don't go too far, Count Cromwell…"

"Wait, I'm not done!" the Cromwell heir replied, watching her fidget and shift uncomfortably. She was letting out weak whimpers that were barely audible. Ethan tried to memorize whatever rare glimpses and sounds he could capture. "Just a few seconds more."

"Please…" The bunny girl begged. She shivered as if having a mild fit. Something odd was happening to her.

Ethan's face was close to the tail, fondling it like a stress ball. Meanwhile, he tried to see through the hole in her pants. If the boy could slip in a finger and touch something, it would be totally worth it. Making the act look innocent and accidental would be easy.

'What do wererabbit genitals look like anyway?' he wondered, as if in a trance.

Squirt! Ethan felt something sprinkle on his face. He let go of the bunny girl, toppled back, and landed on the floor. "What the hell!"

Goldie turned around with a guilty expression. Her cheeks were red in embarrassment. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it!"

"What happened? I feel something on my face!"

The bunny girl knelt down with urgency in her expression. "My tail… It secretes and sprays pheromones when I am deeply aroused. You triggered it by holding on too long. I'm so sorry!"

Ethan wiped his face with a cloth and relaxed. "It's okay. It's just pheromones, right? Nothing toxic, poisonous, or harmful? Then, why are you apologizing so much?"

As soon as the boy reassured himself that he was safe, he started having strange sensations. He realized moments later why the apologies were necessary.

Ethan yelped and grabbed his crotch, which felt like it was suddenly on fire. A surge of madness rose within him, making him grind his teeth. Before him knelt Goldie with a terrified expression.

On the inside, the boy knew he was going to have an erection at any moment. It didn't matter that he had a recent ejaculation while titfucking Hilda. All Ethan wanted to do was to fuck Goldie.

"Please control yourself, Count Cromwell," the bunny girl warned. "My tail pheromones are powerful aphrodisiacs! Don't act on your urges!"

"I don't think I can resist you!" Ethan growled with blood-red eyes and pounced on her.


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