Author: Warthog
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Summary: In an old barn, Jenny climbs a dirty tractor to retrieve a bunny..
It was the day before Easter and the weather could not have been better for the annual holiday gathering at her Uncle Bill's farm. Jenny squatted in the small rabbit pen alongside the barn, playing with the critters as they scampered at her feet. These little bunnies are sooo cute, she thought. Jenny was wearing a lightweight cotton sundress with the pale blue flowerprint she just adored. Underneath was her favorite bra, a frilly white job with a front clasp that nestled just below the cleavage of her ample,shapely breasts. Below the bra; simple white cotton panties. South of the panties, Jenny had opted for the short yellow socks that went well with her new white Reeboks.
She picked up a flop-eared, brown and white bunny, and said to it: "Flopsy, you'll be my little friend for today...c'mon!". Jenny carried the rabbit a few dozen yards towards the tables that had been set up for the outdoor event. About a hundred friends and relatives were expected, and most had already arrived by the time Jenny found her husband.. He was entertaining the little ones in a rabbit costume he wore unwillingly, as the loser of that year's so-whos-gonna-wear-the-suit contest. "So are you having fun yet?",Jenny taunted.
"Yeah, baby, acting is my life!" Then he playfully goosed her with a white-gloved hand.
"OOOH! Heyy -stop that!" she giggled, and continued " I'll be playing with Flopsy in the barn; see you later!".
"Okay, Jenny, not too long though, dinner's in half an hour.".
The barn was really more of a storage shed, with tractors, reapers, and other farm equipment filling the interior. Jenny happily played with the rabbit just inside the building at the base of a large, modern tractor, with tires five foot in diameter and a large enclosed cab. As she cooed over the bunny, a few of the family children peeked in, and her young nephew said. "Hi, Aunt Jenny, can we play with Flopsy?"
"Sure, but be really nice to him", she said, as they took the rabbit and began to climb to the top of the tractor. Jenny smiled as the jeans-clad kids carefully passed the animal to each other as they made their way up the grungy machine: first, the cab-step, then the fender on to the hood, then a long pull over a greasy windshield to the roof of the cab.
They gently played with the critter as Jenny looked on joyfully. Then all of them heard a magical word: "Dinnertime!" shouted from the farmhouse. The children quickly moved off the tractor, in their haste leaving the rabbit atop the cab. All of them, Jenny included, rushed out the barn and towards the food. After a few steps, she stopped dead in her tracks with the realization that a certain bunny was missing.
"Wait...kids...Flopsy!!", Jenny cried, but the laughing chidren were by now too far away to hear. I can't just leave him there, she thought, as she walked back onto the barn. But I'll ruin my dress climbing on that dirty old tractor! Jenny looked up at the rabbit and made a fateful decision: Welll, nobody's around...I'll just take off the dress, climb up, and bring Flopsy down... That's a good plan, Jenny smiled to herself.
She undid the little white buttons at her neck, and pulled the dress over her head, revealing her soft, voluptuous body. Then she stepped over to the tractor, giggling at the sight of herslef: big boobs in a frilly bra little white panties, yellow socks! She was stepping onto the fender when there was a voice from just outside the barn:
"Dinnertime!-any stragglers? Jenny, are you in there?" Oh no, it was Reverend Phillips!
He went inside, just next to the fender where Jenny perched. Startled, she turned toward the minister, lost her footing, and began to fall. He raised his arms to catch her, but succeeded only in hooking a thumb at the side of her panties; his hand closed on reflex. As she dropped, the panties quickly rode up between her tender, fleshy cheeks. Reverend Philips other hand grazed her bottom, and the stunned minister realized that Jenny was getting a massive wedgie, on his account! Paralyzed, he could not unlock his steady grip, and the panties stretched and strained. Then: RRRIIPPP!!, as they finally gave way.
Jenny landed on her feet, almost embracing Reverend Phillips, who was now holding the tattered remains just below her splendid, God-given endowments. For a long moment, Jenny just stared at him with huge horror eyes. She turned and fled- but only got about two feet before being halted by the elastic band around her chest.
"OHHwww," she yowled, and grabbed at the band, her fingers also hooking around the braclasp that nestled between her plush orbs. She yanked hard, then pulled the band roughly over her breasts, causing them to flip up and flop out of the bracups. Finally freeing herself with an overhead tug, she ran towards the farmhouse, leaving the bemused minister holding a shredded loop of fabric that had once been the underwear of the girl he had baptized twenty-five years before.
Suffice to say there were plenty of surprised and amused guests as Jenny raced past the banquet tables in her socks-and shoes-only attire. Her husband, still in the bunny suit, shouted
"Jenny, what the...Wait!", and began to chase after his wife. A strange sight it was: an overgrown white rabbit pursuing a lovely naked blond woman. At this point some of the guests were red-faced and silent, but most were roaring hysterically; Jenny's grandfather laughed so hard he fell out of his wheelchair.
The wild pair had made it into the farmhouse when Jenny's nephew blurted "Hey Ma- she got the rabbit back- I see her PUBIC HARE! hahahahahaha"-WHAAACK!! "Oww, Ma- that really hurt!"