fairy tales

In the shallow woods near the plains, a big bad wolf caught a rabbit. The wolf took the rabbit back to its burrow, and the rabbit thought, "This is it, my life is over."
But in the burrow, the wolf didn't eat the rabbit; he demanded that it have sex with him.

"I don't intend to eat you, but you must have sex with me," the wolf said.

"I don't like sex," the rabbit said.

But the wolf seemed to think the rabbit's opinion didn't matter. Without hesitation, he pounced on the rabbit, pinning it down, and began searching for an entrance between the soft fur of the rabbit's rump, inserting his penis. The rabbit's small opening couldn't withstand the wolf's penis; it screamed in pain and struggled desperately, twisting its body.

The rabbit's reaction surprised the wolf; he hadn't expected the rabbit to struggle so fiercely, catching him completely off guard. It took him considerable effort to hold the rabbit down.

"What's wrong? It's just sex, I didn't intend to hurt you," the wolf said, his deep gray eyes filled with confusion.

"You're already hurting me!" the rabbit retorted excitedly.

"Why?" the big bad wolf struggled to understand the rabbit's attitude. "Do you prefer to be eaten?"

"Being eaten, or not being eaten, is the natural fate of a rabbit," the rabbit said indignantly. "A creature existing in nature will bear a certain fate, but conversely, our fate doesn't include being raped by the big bad wolf! This is unplanned, a violation of the rules!"

"Oh..." the big bad wolf frowned, seriously considering the rabbit's words—a strength he usually possessed—he carefully considered various viewpoints. "But this doesn't represent the fate of all rabbits; this is merely yours, an individual accident. You can't deny that nature is full of diverse individual accidents. Besides, if I didn't rape you, and you still wanted to have sex with me, would that be acceptable?"

"I don't want to have sex with you!" the rabbit said firmly.

"How do you know if you haven't tried?" the big bad wolf retorted just as firmly.

Generally speaking, in places without laws and regulations, disagreements over opinions usually end with the physically stronger party winning.

The big bad wolf prepared to penetrate him a second time. This time, he was prepared, holding the rabbit down in a stable position and kissing her passionately, preventing her from making a sound. However, the wolf changed his approach. He carefully rubbed the rabbit's genitals first. Initially, the rabbit's body reacted strongly, but after a while, because it wasn't experiencing the same impact as before, the force gradually weakened. Only then did the wolf slowly insert his penis. The rabbit didn't feel the same pain as before, but was still very nervous. The wolf kissed the rabbit while stroking her, making his penis tremble slightly. "Hey, does this feel better?" he asked the rabbit, his gray eyes slightly moist, like a pebble lying at the bottom of a well.

"It's okay," the rabbit replied, unsure how to answer.

“It’s not a bad thing,” said the Big Bad Wolf. “In fact, nothing in nature is bad; they all have their reasons.”

“What reasons?”

“It’s a bit hard to explain. Anyway, we’re just vessels, not the ones who program.”

“Who programs?”

“Something, or maybe ourselves, but we forget about it after we program it, otherwise it’d be boring.”

“Have we met before?” The rabbit suddenly veered the subject, as if it were plotting something.

But in reality, it had no plot; it just suddenly thought of it. It was a simple-minded and somewhat sentimental animal, trusting intuition more than logic. Of course, this didn’t mean it lacked logic; on the contrary, it was quite logical, often using its logic in non-principle-based choices in life.

“Maybe we have. I used to lead my pack across the plains, often chasing rabbits,” the Big Bad Wolf thought for a moment and answered calmly. He had gradually pushed his penis deep inside, the moist and tight sensation there giving him great pleasure.

“Do you often eat rabbits?” the rabbit continued to ask.

“Yes, I eat it often.”

“Is it good?”

“It’s alright, I can’t remember.”

“Oh—” The rabbit had already begun to contemplate the effects of being eaten, but this was interrupted by a sudden impact from the Big Bad Wolf, and the prelude to its contemplation unconsciously transformed into a moan of sexual response. At this moment, the Big Bad Wolf suddenly became silent and focused, twisting his body, letting his penis churn inside the rabbit. The rabbit, too, unconsciously began to adapt its body to this change. The rabbit

stared at the Big Bad Wolf, whose expression was very strange, or rather, possessed a certain charm; his pair of watery, transparent gray eyes seemed to be filled with love.

“You bad thing!” the rabbit said. Of course, it knew that it wasn’t love.

“What?” The Big Bad Wolf frowned. He liked to frown, but perhaps it was habitual, unconscious.

“Why do you always frown?” the rabbit continued, of course, it was also strange that it had suddenly brought this up.

“My mom said I was frowning the moment I was born,” the big bad wolf replied, then he suddenly laughed, as if lost in some memory, but only for a brief moment.

“Where’s your mom?”

“Dead.”

“Do all the big bad wolves live together?”

“Usually.”

“And you?”

“I live alone.”

“Don’t you feel lonely?”

“Yes.” The big bad wolf sighed, suddenly stopped, gazed at the rabbit for a moment, then shifted his gaze to a point of nothingness. “Loneliness is internal, it has nothing to do with where you live. An animal that isn’t lonely simply doesn’t know what loneliness is.”

The rabbit didn’t speak again, nor did the big bad wolf. He just repeatedly, continuously made love to the rabbit, front and back, back and side… it was endless.

Outside the cave, the world slipped into night without them noticing. Frost condensed on the grassland, and nocturnal animals began to awaken, their bodies or wings scraping against the branches and air, making a rustling sound in the night.

“I can’t take it anymore… please let me go,” the rabbit finally said.

“Really?” The big bad wolf paused. “But I don’t want to.”

“You’re such a pervert.” The rabbit protested helplessly.

“Pervert?” The big bad wolf frowned and thought for a moment. “Maybe a little. But look, I don’t want to take it out at all,” he said, pointing to his penis. “I’d really go crazy if I took it out now.”

“You’re already crazy, a little more won’t hurt.”

“Okay, just stay still,” the big bad wolf hugged the rabbit, burying his chin in its soft fur. “Let me stay in there a little longer.”

“Hey, you bastard,” the rabbit said.

“Do you know why I’m having sex with you?”

“Because rabbits are easy to bully.”

"Really?" The big bad wolf paused, "Perhaps..."

Then he said nothing more.

A long time passed, and the big bad wolf seemed to have fallen asleep. The rabbit began to quietly stir.

"Do you want to run away?" The big bad wolf grabbed the rabbit.

"Maybe, I haven't decided yet," the rabbit replied indignantly.

"Maybe I should let you go... Do you want me to let you go?"

"If you really do that, I'll be quite happy. Otherwise, you might as well eat me."

"Why would I eat you?" The big bad wolf suddenly raised his head, looking at the rabbit with a puzzled expression, as innocent as a newborn animal. "If I eat you, you'll enter my body, but I just want to enter your body."

"I don't like that."

"Really don't like it?" The big bad wolf almost became sad. "I originally hoped you would like it too..."

The rabbit didn't respond. It felt that the big bad wolf seemed like a child whining, but why was he whining?

I'm not his mother, the rabbit thought.

"Where will you go after you escape? What will you do?" The big bad wolf released the rabbit, rolled over and lay down, his tone returning to calm.

"Eating grass, wandering in the meadow, sunbathing, or being eaten by other animals."

"Because that's a rabbit's reasonable fate?"

"Probably."

"Does it also mate with other rabbits?"

"Maybe."

"That's also a rabbit's reasonable fate, right? If it's reasonable, would you like it?"

"I can't say for sure, it's just for mating and reproduction."

The wolf was silent for a while, and just as the rabbit was about to quietly leave (in fact, before it even made this plan, a strange sense of weariness had slowly begun to grow, not very intense, but utterly sinister: before this, the rabbit had always lived a life of acceptance, content and enjoying life itself, but also fully aware of the approach of death. Then this feeling brought a doubt, a doubt about the value of everything that existed. In fact, it didn't think that living itself had any special meaning, but this feeling made it feel empty for a moment, making those natural things seem pale and unappealing... The rabbit was preparing to escape, strictly speaking, not to escape the wolf, but to escape that sinister feeling.), he suddenly grabbed the rabbit, almost roughly pulling it back into his arms, and without saying a word, shoved his hard penis into the rabbit's hidden cave.

The rabbit was completely unprepared, its body suddenly invaded and controlled by a foreign object, and cold sweat broke out. But strangely, this time it didn't resist, but silently endured the invasion, as if accepting a predetermined fate.

The big bad wolf lifted the rabbit's rump, that part was very round and full. He let the rabbit's two big paws press against his abdomen, shaking his body wildly, letting his penis rub against that narrow crevice. He seemed to have fallen into an unconscious state, the edges of his gray pupils blurring and dissolving into the darkness, becoming a mirror that swallowed everything. He seemed to be looking at the rabbit, taking it as the whole world, yet also seemed to know nothing about it.

He seemed to be flying on the crest of a wave, the cold water droplets like splashing stars. He melted into the stars, becoming as cold, shimmering, and subtle as the stars... He seemed to have gone to a place as far away as the stars. Once, he led his pack running across the grassland in the dead of night, the stars like the ocean in the sky, surging down, and he let his body follow the night wind, weaving through the grass, searching in that surging starry sky for those stars that could guide his way. It once howled alone at the North Star, but the star did not respond. The life forms in this vast world seemed to have long since lost the gravity of fate, neither confused nor pitying.

They were all far away, frozen in solitude, like those indelible memories from before birth…

“Awooo—” The big bad wolf suddenly let out a long howl, rolled off the rabbit, and fell to the ground in the burrow. The rabbit heard his rapid breathing, but that breathing quickly began to weaken, even become faint. It seemed to think it heard a slight groan from the big bad wolf, but it couldn't be sure. Everything happened too intensely and suddenly. When it slowly got up and approached the big bad wolf's face as if to examine it, it found that those gray pupils were slowly dilating…

“What's wrong?” the rabbit asked.

“Heart disease,” the big bad wolf replied, his voice simple, weak, but crisp.

“Then you shouldn’t have made love so vigorously.”

“I know.”

“Are you dying?”

“Yes.”

The rabbit fell silent. Time seemed to pass slowly, perhaps 10 seconds, 20 seconds, 30 seconds… but it felt like hours had passed. It was as if the hooting of an owl pierced the pre-dawn blue sky, or the flapping of bats' wings returning to their nests…

“Hey,” the rabbit stared at the wolf, her voice and body almost becoming like a stone statue, “Do you love me?”

Do you love me? She asked him.

The wolf slowly turned his head, tilting it towards the rabbit.

“What do you think?”

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