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I almost started drawing Femme Fatale Judy, good thing I didn't since Jungle Bunny sneaked a victory.  Might have to return to this for a short comic at some point.

"Snu-Snu?" by Kulkum

“I’m going to assume that you come here often,” said the fox, trying to keep the nervousness out of his voice as much as possible. He was the predator here, after all. Right?

It was hard to keep that mentality when he, dressed in a tanned gentlemammal’s hunting gear, stood faced with a bunny dressed in… Far less. Scraps of cloth made up a loin cloth and not so modest covering for her breasts, each fastened into place with either scavenged or home-made bits of string.

This showed a good deal of her grey and white body, which was toned to a degree that might have called to him on a primal, sexual level if it had not been for the teeth of various predators that seemed to make up the ‘jewelry’ around her neck and on her hips. There was also the crude, but no doubt deadly dagger that was tucked against her thigh, which made him more than hesitant to test the theory that he would be capable of overpowering her. When all of this was combined with the aggressive, feral stance and sharp lavender eyes that stared out at him from a beautiful but sternly set face? He swallowed hard when he decided that caution was the better point of valor.

“Do you,” he began, only to stop when she stepped easily through the underbrush and vines to move towards him. He rushed to continue as he moved back a few steps, finding his back pinned to a tree“Uh, do you understand me?”

“Rit ulah? Vern innso ulah.”

“And that answers that question,” he muttered to himself, watching the small wild bunny moved closer to him with her nose twitching. It wasn’t the twitch of a bunny that feared what she was facing: it was the twitch of a predator testing the scent of what she had just caught. “I don’t suppose bunnies in this jungle eat meat? Please say no.”

She gave a little snort when she came closer to him, her head moving up and down the length of his body slowly, lingering on the front of his pants for a moment. Or at least, that was what he imagined happened before she raised her eyes to him. She confirmed this idea, which caused an inevitable twinge in his sheath when she pointed at his crotch.

“Ulah cress snu snu.”

“Snu snu?” he asked, tilting his head slightly before his eyes widened as a savage grin crossed her muzzle and she pounced forward, tackling him to the ground.

Panic quickly turned to surprise when she started to tear at his clothes, then to realization when she straddled his hips, then to…

“Ohh. Snu Snu.”