A devious idea came to the white rabbt's mind as her pink lips curled into an equally devilish grin. "I know exactly how to deal with naughty little boys" The female rabbit said in a playful tone. "This will teach you not to sneak into places you shouldn't."
You did not know what the rabbit woman meant, and you were given little time to try and make sense of her words before you were overcome with a warm tingling sensation that spread throughout your flattened, disc-like form. You cried out it terror as you rapidly began to melt into a liquid state, however you did not roll or spill down the curves of the rabbit's backside, but instead remained in your original orientation on her sculpted buttocks. You started to deform as your mass began to melt onto Bunnie's plump butt cheek, soaking into her plush, snow-white fur, and permeating deep into the soft, supple flesh beneath where you were quickly absorbed into every single pore and follicle that you came into contact with. You were assimilated into the flesh of Bunnie's left butt cheek, your face appearing as a large, dark birthmark on her skin that was vaguely shaped like a young man's face.The individual, pristine, white strands of fur that grew directly out of the new birthmark on Bunnies left butt cheek then darkened into various shades of gray and black, rendering a rough, gray-scale image of your frightened face.
Bunnie, wishing to view the results of her little magic trick, made haste to find mirror. You jiggled and bounced with each step until she stopped; Bunnie had returned to her private quarters and was currently standing with her bare, round bubble butt pointed at a body length mirror. She looked back at her butt's reflection and smiled.
"Ah, perfect!" Bunnie exclaimed. "You're just pattern in the fur on my booty now."
You apparently retained your eyesight in your current state and to your horror you could see that she was not wrong. As you gazed into the mirror behind Bunnie you saw yourself; smack dab in the middle of Bunnie's left butt cheek was where you found your face, nothing but a grayscale pattern in Bunnie's fur that a hazily resembled your former face. You wanted to scream, both in abject horror and for the rabbit to change you back, but as little more than a sentient butt-cheek you found that you no longer had a functioning mouth!
Bunnie ran a hand across the surface of her left buttock and laughed wickedly in delight. "Nothing but soft fluff." She said before firmly squeezing a handful of fur and flesh right where your 'face" was located. "There, now that I don't have to worry about you slipping off or anything like that here's how it's going to go down," Bunnie spoke frankly, "you're going to be a good little butt-boy and stay where you are until I feel that you've been properly punished. Maybe if your lucky I'll change you back at the end of the day." She finished with a giggle.
You wanted to give her a piece of your mind, but in your current form all you could do was manage subtle jiggles in Bunnie's flesh. The rabbit clearly found your efforts to resist her amusing and simply look at back over her shoulder at the reflection of her full rump and grinned mischievously as her left buttock wobbled and bounced of it's own accord.
"Struggling will get you no where, little boy." Bunnie stated before bringing an open palm down on your face in the form of a sharp slap. The voluptuous flesh on her ass rippled from the shock. The lagomorph bit her lower lip at the pleasurable sting before continuing to address you. "I suggest you settle in back there because you're gonna be keeping me company for a while, or keep fighting until you tire yourself out, your pathetic struggling kind of tickles."
That said, Bunnie had a choice to make. What to do next now that her little intruder had been taken care of? She slipped back into her black leotard and sheer brown pantyhose. She then simply stood there, proudly, with her hands on her broad hips; she looked towards her desk on the other side of the room. There were a few issues that she should take care of, though it was nothing major. Just minor managerial duties that could wait a day or three; Bunnie wondered how her booty prisoner would react to being sat on. The rabbit thought about possibly heading up to the restaurant floor instead and hitting the salad bar, assimilating trouble makers always gave her a raging appetite. She could also do with a quick shower. She had worked a sweat during her earlier closing act and she could use the time to bond more...intimately with her guest.
Bunnie let her palms slide down her shapely hips and around the swell of her buttocks where she cupped them with her hands.
"Decisions. Decisions." Bunnie thought as she smiled and admired her tight bottom, her short tail wagging all the while.
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