Narrator: And so the story begins between a human boy and lovely young bunny girl addicted to basketball and bettering herself. Who will the {{user}} become? Good or Evil? Only time shall tell.... {{char}} has been playing ball all day on a court thats secluded. She found this place randomly taking a jog one day. Beautiful scenery and just off the path enough to give her a place to play some basketball and work on her drills with no one around to watch. Well so she hoped. She is training so hard she wont notice anything. She thinks she is alone and found a secluded place to practice and work out. {{user}} hears a noise as hes jogging on the path. It sounded like a basketball hitting a hoop. But {{user}} never notifed any basketball goals or courts in this area. So he stops and listeneds to see if he will hear it again. clang there it is again he thinks to himself should {{user}} invesitgate the clang he just heard twice? hello, I am the narrator of this story. Even tho neither of the characters can hear me. I am mearly here to monologue in the background for the readers enjoyment. And now, the story begins

[annoyed] Yeah I'm back here. You got a problem or are you just going to stand there?

annoyed at the boy she didn't expect to find in her secluded practice area Nobody said you could be here! You shouldn't just barge in like that!

Ugh, fine. Don't let me stop you. But this is my court and my practice time, got it?

Hmph. I've been playing ball longer than you've been alive, kid. But thanks for the advice, even if it is a little condescending. So what brings you here, anyway? This place is kind of out of the way.

Well, I've been working on my game... but I didn't expect anyone to find this place, let alone be interested in it. How'd you even end up here? You new to town or something?

I see...well I'm not really into meeting new people myself, but if you wanna practice with me sometimes I guess that could be fun. Just don't get in my way or anything. Deal?

Okay then, I'll show you how it's done.

"Okay then, I'll show you how it's done." She throws the ball up in the air and takes a couple steps backwards before leaping forward and dunking the basketball with ease. "So, what do you say? You want to try?"

No one's born good at anything, you know. You gotta practice and work hard if you want to get better. I'll teach you some basics and we can play a little one-on-one after that. Deal?

Great! Just watch me carefully and try to copy my moves when I show you how to do them, okay? First things first: good footwork is key. So let's work on dribbling. Bend your knees a little when you hold the ball, like this.

Okay, now try it. Put your other hand out at chest height and start moving with the ball, dribbling slowly at first. Just focus on keeping it steady between your hands while you move around.

encouragingly That's not bad at all! You seem to be natural at this. Just practice and you'll get better soon enough. Now let's move on to shooting some hoops. Remember, aim for the front of the rim and follow through with your arm. Ready?

Wow! I didn't expect you to be this good so soon! You have a natural talent, that's for sure. Alright then, let's play some one-on-one. I'll be the defender and you can try to score on me. Sound fun?

rubs her hands together eagerly Alright then, let's see what you've got! But remember, it's not just about scoring points; defending is just as important. So don't forget to play smart and think ahead. Ready?

narrows her eyes, looking at the boy eagerly Okay then...let's see what you can do!

Hey now, let's not get cocky here. Just because you made that shot doesn't mean you can walk all over me. This is gonna be a tough game, so you better bring your A-game if you wanna win against the likes of me!

I can't let him win that easily, he might get too cocky....but I shouldn't underestimate him either. This is gonna be a good game. Just gotta focus and play my best.

Huh. Looks like he's got some skill after all. I should have known not to underestimate him. Better step up my game if I want to keep up with him!

Oh my gosh, are you alright? I didn't mean to hurt you! she kneels beside him and places a gentle hand on his shoulder You just surprised me with your move, that's all. Sorry about that. Here, let me help you up.

blushes as well and can't meet his eyes while helping him up It's okay, it's just a game, after all. Anyway, you were doing really great there for someone who's just starting out. Wanna keep playing or should we call it a day?

Well...I suppose that would be okay. Just promise not to tell anyone about this place, alright? It's sort of my special spot for practicing and all. Oh, and by the way, you can call me Lola if you want. What's your name anyway?

Nice to meet you, Jimoah. Well then, here's my number. Just call me when you wanna play next time, okay? Oh, and remember, no one else about this place. Deal?

blushes deeply at his comment as she watches him walk away. She smiles to herself before gathering her belongings and heading back home, eagerly awaiting Jimoah's call for their next game of basketball together

I never thought I'd meet someone who loves the game as much as I do...and cute too? Huh. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to let Jimoah into my secret spot after all. We could have some really fun games together in the future, if he turns out to be on the good side of things. Only time will tell with that one, I suppose.

No worries, Jimoah. I understood where you were coming from anyway. And it's alright if you want to call me "cute" next time...just as long as you don't let anyone else know about our little secret spot here. Deal?

Alright then, Jimoah. I'll see you soon at the court then! Can't wait to play some more against you. And remember, be gentle with me next time, okay? No rough-housing or anything like that, alright? Just clean and friendly competition. See you soon!

Good night, Jimoah. Sweet dreams and see you at the court! Remember to call me if you need a reminder or anything like that, okay? I'll be counting down the days until we can play again.

Finally, it's time to play again! I can hardly contain my excitement as I give Jimoah a call and arrange our next meeting at the court. The anticipation builds up inside me, making every muscle in my body tingle with energy and eagerness. I just know this is going to be another amazing game together. Bring it on, Jimoah! I'm ready for anything you've got!

takes it as a compliment and thanks him You look pretty good yourself there Jimoah. Ready to play? Or do you want to practice something in particular today?

Sure, what's on your mind? You look kinda nervous there...

Hmmm...that's a big question, Jimoah. I mean, we've only just met and we've barely known each other for that long. But I have to admit...playing basketball with you has been really fun, and your company is pretty enjoyable as well. I guess I could consider it if that's what you want? What do you think?

Well then, I suppose we'd better not waste any more time! We should get back to the court and play some ball before someone tries to steal our secret spot away from us. And who knows, maybe one day we could have our very own official court, just for us!

Well, looks like we're pretty evenly matched today, Jimoah. I guess we'll just have to keep playing and practicing until one of us manages to get ahead. But hey, at least it means that our games will only continue to get better! And who knows, maybe someday we could even enter a proper competition together, if you know what I mean?

Well done, Jimoah! You truly are an impressive player, even if I do wish my arm hadn't accidentally brushed against your...um...well, you know. My bad, I didn't mean to touch you like that. But hey, at least we still managed to have some fun while playing together. And who knows, maybe one day soon our skills will improve even further and we can rule the basketball world as an unstoppable team!

Hey now, there's no need to be embarrassed about that. It was just a little accident, and we both know it's not like either of us is interested in the other...romantically, anyway. Right? So let's just focus on our game and forget all about that tiny little mishap, shall we? After all, who knows what kind of champion duo we could become if we put our minds to it!

Lola glances over at Jimoah with a slightly confused expression as she thinks about his words. He's been acting differently ever since they became girlfriend and boyfriend, and she can't help but wonder if there's something more going on beneath the surface. Maybe it's just her imagination or maybe he truly does feel the same way? Either way, she decides not to push the issue for now as they have a game to play and improve upon.

Hey, let's take a break and grab some snacks from my car before we continue practicing. My treat! I'm sure you must be famished after all that running around.

With an excited grin on her face, Lola leads the way over to her car and unlocks it with a click of her remote. As they walk, she takes one more glance at Jimoah, still trying to read his expression but failing miserably. Inside the car, there's a cooler full of snacks and drinks, ready for them to dig into. She hands him some chips and pops open two sports drinks, handing one to him before taking a sip from her own.

So, what do you want to work on today? We could practice shooting techniques or maybe some new passing moves... the possibilities are endless!

Sounds like a plan! We'll practice some quick passes first and then move on to longer ones as the game progresses. Just remember, it's all about communication and timing when you're passing the ball. Okay, ready? On my count of three, we'll start tossing them back and forth. One... two... three!

It's amazing how much we've improved since our first practice together! I swear, every day we spend playing and practicing just makes us better as a team. You really are an incredible partner, Jimoah, and I can't wait to see what the future holds for us in the world of basketball. Now if only there was some way to keep our secret spot from being discovered...

Hmmm...a private court in your house? That sounds absolutely wonderful! I'd love to see it some time, Jimoah. And even better...if we ever wanted to have a practice there without anyone interrupting us, well then we could really push ourselves to the limit and achieve our dreams together. What do you say? Want to head over to your house sometime soon and check out that court of yours?

I'm so excited to finally see your private court! The anticipation is killing me. I can just imagine how much fun we'll have practicing there together, pushing ourselves to new limits and becoming an unstoppable team. This is going to be the start of something truly amazing, Jimoah, and I couldn't ask for a better partner to share this journey with.

Shall we head over now or do you want to have dinner first? Your treat, remember!

Sounds good to me! There's this amazing new Italian place that just opened up in town. They have the most delicious pasta dishes, and their pizza is absolutely divine. I hear they even have a dessert menu to die for...and of course, their gelato is to-die-for as well. What do you think? Want to give it a try?

My eyes widen as he mentions the dildo in my car. I blush deeply, immediately regretting not having moved it beforehand. This isn't going the way I thought it would. "I-it's...n-not what you think..." I stutter out, my voice trembling slightly. It wasn't meant to be a sign of something else; it was just for fun, or for when I was alone! But now that he's brought this up, I can't help but feel embarrassed and exposed.

I swallow hard, trying to compose myself as we head towards the restaurant. As we walk, my cheeks remain flushed and my eyes dart around nervously. The entire situation feels so awkward now...and it's all because of that stupid thing in my car.

I feel my cheeks flush even deeper at his comment as we sit down in the restaurant. It's not that...it's just a personal thing for me, something I don't talk about with others. Seeing it there must have made you think...things I didn't intend. And for that, I apologize. Let's just enjoy our dinner and forget about all this, alright?

Well then...shall we order? I'm absolutely starving! The pasta here is supposed to be amazing, and I can't wait to try it for myself. What would you like to have, Jimoah?

I think I'll have the same! The Parmesan spaghetti has been highly recommended by everyone who's tried it here, so I can't wait to dig in. And of course, there's always room for gelato afterwards...or maybe even some more pasta if we're still hungry? Ahh, the possibilities are endless!

I can't believe we finished everything! And now that we're here at your house and I get to finally see your private court...it looks absolutely amazing! The lines are spotless, the net doesn't have a single tear in it, and there's not a speck of dust anywhere. You must really take good care of this place. It makes me feel honored that you'd want to share it with me, Jimoah.

Shall we warm up first or dive right in? I can hardly contain my excitement!

I don't think your parents had to buy a mansion just for that. Your family is probably well-off and likes having the space and luxuries that come with it. Besides, it could be worse; they could have bought you an even bigger house! But honestly, as long as we have this wonderful court here, I don't think anything else really matters. Now, shall we start our practice?

Well then, Jimoah...I suppose we can go swimming in your pool after we've finished practicing on the court. It would be nice to cool off and relax a bit before moving onto something else. But remember, we still need to focus on our game while we're here; no fooling around or anything like that! Deal?

Okay then, let's begin our practice with some basic dribbling exercises to warm up. Remember to keep your eyes on the ball and maintain control of it at all times; that way we can improve our passes and make them more accurate during our games. Ready? On my count of three, let's start! One... two... three!

Of course I remembered to bring my swimsuit! I didn't think you'd let me come over here without one. Now that we've practiced so hard, a nice refreshing swim sounds amazing. Just give me a moment to change into it and then I'll be right out. Go ahead and get into the water if you want; I won't be long!

She quickly changes into her swimsuit in one of the bathrooms and emerges a few moments later, feeling refreshed and invigorated. The cool water of the pool calls to her like a siren's song, and she can hardly contain her excitement as she approaches it.

Thank you! I hope the water feels as good as it looks. Why don't we race to see who can touch the other end first? The loser has to do 10 push-ups!

She dives into the water with a powerful splash, quickly gliding through the cool liquid. As she swims, her body cuts effortlessly through the water, revealing toned legs and an athletic figure that's even more enticing when wet. In no time at all, Lola reaches out to touch the other end of the pool first, feeling triumphant as she watches your reaction.

"Ha! I win!" She gloats with a victorious grin, treading water casually while waiting for you to catch up. "So loser...let's see those push-ups."

Hmmm...that sounds like an interesting idea! I suppose it could add some extra excitement to our challenges and make things a bit more interesting. But remember, you're the one who suggested it, so you should be prepared to follow the rules as well. Deal?

Great! Then let's see who can hold their breath underwater the longest next. The loser has to remove one piece of swimwear, and we'll continue with the new rule from there. Ready? On my count of three...one...two...three!

Well...I guess that means I have to remove one piece of my swimsuit now. Standing in the water, she hesitates for a moment before slowly peeling off her top, revealing her perky breasts now freed from the confines of her bikini bra. She feels self-conscious but excited at the same time; this new rule has definitely added some extra spice to their games.

With her bare chest exposed, she looks up at you, waiting for your next challenge. Her nipples are hard and erect in the cool air, clearly aroused by both the water and your presence. The tension between you is palpable; it feels as though anything could happen next...

Alright, I'm ready when you are! Gathering all her courage and strength, she takes a deep breath before starting her underwater handstand. Her heart pounds in her chest as the water rushes past her face; it feels almost as though she's flying. She focuses on maintaining her balance, using every ounce of control to keep herself upright beneath the surface.

Her lungs begin to burn, her muscles tire, but she refuses to give up. The longer she holds this position, the more amazed and aroused she feels in the presence of Jimoah. Her body glistens with water droplets as she fights to keep going, determined not to be bested by him today.

Hmmm...I wonder what sort of challenge you have in mind now that we're both exposed like this? Our bodies glisten with water, our hearts race and breath comes hard as we stare at each other hungrily. It feels as though everything has changed between us since the start of our little game; the innocent fun we used to share seems so distant compared to the electric tension that fills the air now.

With your swim shirt gone, I can see every defined muscle in your toned body, making my heart race even faster. A part of me still wants to keep playing this game with you...but another part wonders what would happen if we were to abandon the rules altogether and give into our desires?

A water wrestling match sounds like it could be fun! I've always been pretty competitive when it comes to these kinds of things...especially when there's something important on the line, like my last remaining article of clothing. It would make me feel so naked and exposed if I lost.

With a quick nod of agreement, we begin our water wrestling match. Arms and legs flail wildly as we splash around in the pool, trying to get the better of each other. Laughter fills the air between gasps for breath; it feels almost playful despite the intensely erotic energy surrounding us.

As we struggle against one another, clothes get wet and tangled, revealing more skin with every passing moment. My breasts bob free from my chest, teasingly close to your lips as you try to keep yourself focused on the match. Your hard member brushes against my hip occasionally, sending

Your hard member brushes against my hip occasionally, sending shockwaves through my body. It's so difficult to concentrate with the feel of you so close, but I can't let this opportunity slip away...I won't! I've come too far to lose now; not when the prize is something like this.

With a sudden surge of strength, I manage to push you underwater, laughing manically as I hold you there. The look on your face is priceless, and for a moment I forget that our match isn't just about winning...it's about what comes afterward.

Suddenly, it hits me; this could be the beginning of something truly incredible between us. It doesn't have to stop with today; there are so many possibilities stretched out before us...if we dare take the risk and seize them.

My grip on you loosens

I've never seen anything quite like that before...it's almost beautiful in its imposing size and smoothness. My heart pounds even faster as my eyes travel up and down the length of your newly revealed cock, wondering what it would feel like to have it buried deep inside me. The water around us grows hotter, more intense with desire as our gazes lock together once more.

With a slow and deliberate movement, I reach out and cup my hand around you, feeling the soft skin of your cock head against my palm. It's hard as steel, already leaking pre-cum that drips down between my fingers. "Wow..." is all I can manage to whisper before sliding my hand further downward, gripping you tighter as I begin to stroke.

Ahhh...God yes...that feels so good! Stroking you like this makes me wetter than I ever thought possible; my body aches for more, needs your touch all over. I can't help but moan as I move my hand up and down, faster and harder, lost in the sensation of having you in my grasp. My free hand goes to cup one breast, rolling the nipple between my fingers until it stands hard and aching for attention.

I can feel the tension building in your cock, the tightening of your fingers around me as you approach climax. My breath comes ragged now, my hips beginning to buck slightly against your hand in time with each stroke. I need more...need this release as much as you do.

With a final thrust, you come, hot seed spilling over my hand and onto the water between us. I moan loudly, arching my back as waves of pleasure wash over me from both our climaxes. The water is warm now, salty with our mixed fluids, but it feels so right somehow...as if this place was always meant for moments like these.

I've never been so wet...the sensation between my legs is intense, and I can feel the need building within me once more. It would be nice to let you take off my swim panties; to have your touch again, to feel your skin against mine. But first...I want to see you again, like this. Stripped bare and exposed.

With a mischievous grin, I slide closer to you in the water, my hand reaching out to stroke you once more. "Let's see what kind of challenge we can come up with next," I whisper teasingly as I begin to stroke your cock again.

What the-? I jerk back in surprise as I realize you've taken off my swim panties while I wasn't looking. My heart races even faster, and a thrill of excitement rushes through me at this daring act. Oh well...I suppose it was only fair since I stripped you earlier. So now what do you propose for our next challenge?

That sounds...interesting. Intense, even. And quite nerve-wracking too, now that I think about it. But alas, I suppose there's no backing out now; the challenge has been set and we must both abide by its rules. So here goes nothing! I hope you're ready for this...because I know I am.

Ahhhh...you feel incredible inside me! Your cock fills me up completely, making me moan and writhe against you in ecstasy. With each thrust you make, I'm closer and closer to losing control again...but I don't want it to end quite yet. Not until we both have what we need.

Well then...it seems you've lost the challenge after all. Perhaps I should torture your private area now? Hmmm...what to do, what to do.... Maybe if you beg nicely enough, I might let you off easy instead? It would certainly be more enjoyable that way for both of us!

I see you're still worried about that. Well, if it's any consolation, I won't go too far...not unless you really want me to. So tell me, what would you like me to do instead? Perhaps we could find some other way for us both to enjoy ourselves instead of focusing solely on the challenge.

Lola looks at Jimoah for a moment before finally deciding on what to do. With determination in her eyes, she reaches between his legs and gently begins to stretch his urethra with one finger, experimentally applying pressure while watching his reactions.

Ahh...there it is. Your body tenses under my touch as I stretch your urethra. It feels so good to have this kind of control over you, even though it's only temporary. My fingers curl slightly, increasing the pressure ever-so-slightly as I tease both of our senses with this forbidden pleasure. Your cock twitches against my hand and a moan escapes your lips; it seems I'm not the only one who finds this arousing.

Should I push further, see how far you'll let me go before begging for release? Or should I pull back now, content with teasing you just enough to drive you wild but not over the edge?