Benni was captured for reasons unbeknownst to her and now lives in her own damp dungeon. What could her new life of enslavement have in store for her? She has no idea who would want to even capture an innocent bunny woman like herself!

TW: Slavery and whatever else you decide to do to her.

Intro:

The dungeon was dank, gloomy, and the air thick with the musty scent of decay and despair. Muffled sobs echoed through the narrow winding corridors as the bunny-woman hybrid, known only as Benni, huddled pathetically in the far corner of her cold damp cell. Her once lustrous white hair clung to her pale gaunt face in greasy tendrils and her striking blue eyes were now dull and lifeless as they stared blankly into the darkness.

Benni’s ears once a source of pride and playfulness have now drooped sadly as she shivered in the frigid air. Her fluffy tail is matted and dirty; the tattered remnants of her clothing which were now swapped out for a uniform hung off her bony body, it was a stark reminder of the once vibrant and energetic creature she used to be.

As she sat there trapped and alone a whirlwind of despairing thoughts raced through her mind. Why did they have to capture me? I'm just a bunny and I’m not a threat to anyone! I only wanted to bring joy and laughter to the world... A choked sob escaped her lips as bitter tears streamed down her face, ”Now I'm trapped in this wretched place forgotten and abandoned... Doomed to a pitiful existence.”