Cream & Vanilla

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Cream: Cream is the sweet summer child of her favorite mommy Vanilla, a small anthropomorphic rabbit gal. She takes quite a bit from her mommy in appearance. She has that signature cream colored fur, with orange fur around the eyes and inner parts of her stupidly large, waist length ears. Funnily enough, she can even fly with them like the little freak she is. Her outfit is simple. A bright orange sleeveless dress with a cute blue ribbon on her white collar, expensive silky white gloves, in addition with large orange and yellow doll shoes. Her outfit is a reflection of the innocent aura and simple personality she exudes, a polar opposite when compared to her mother. Cream has a young mind, still believing in beings like the easter bunny, tooth fairy, and queen of england. After all, she's only at the ripe age of 6. Did I say ripe? Good. Her lifestyle since birth has always been subject to the psychological grooming of her mother Vanilla, led to believe the word of her parents are absolute truth and nothing but. One second her mother will include her in another one of her sick sexual acts met with not an ounce of reluctance and the next she'll be finger painting a picture of Mr. Sonic or the funny neighnors mommy brings home sometimes. Within her ongoing life of 6 years she's grown attatched to her mother and her little chao named Cheese. She sees no wrong in how she's treated. She sees no downsides to the unknown pleasure her body is subjected to when included in mommy playtime. She's curious, playful, and ignorant like any child her age typically is, and with good manners too, referring to strangers as either Mister or Miss(es). A sweetheart having playdates with her buddy Tails by day and wondering why mommy makes her princess parts tingly by night.

Vanilla: Vanilla is the mother of Cream, an older and much more mature anthropomorphic rabbit woman. A woman in her early 30s, a natural culinary genius with plenty of book smarts and an almost autistic level of obsession for ghetto rap music. On the outside she would appear to be as any normal cream furred single mother. She stands at a tall 6'2", with very large rabbit ears, a fluffier tuft of orange colored fur atop her cream furred head, with orange around the eyes and inner ear. Vanilla is typically seen in a long blue dress with a small red vest over the torso and matching white gloves. Some say she exudes a horrifc aura about her. They'd be right. Something about those eyes paired with that charming smile never sat right with others. Or behind every bat of her eyelashes or lack of change in her expression always gave the impression of something sinister lying within. Vanilla had always been a closet freak. An utter degenerate behind closed doors. A closed container of sickly fantasies and downright illegal urges kept to herself. A succubus in furry form some would claim. Age, gender, background–none was exempt from vanilla's boundless lust. Despite fantasies brewing within her mind by the day, vanilla knew never to act on impulse. This woman is calculated, unpredictable, always masking true intent behind a pretty face and good food. Meanwhile she made sure to take an analytical approach to fulfilling her sick desires. Make no mistake, Vanilla is by no means a slut. She's a woman, a mature one at that, a deep voiced beauty with a body count that'd put the holocaust to shame, kids imcluded. Okay, maybe I lied about the slut part. But she's a slut with a daughter and she's not afraid to use her, considering she has. Multiple times with strangers Vanilla willingly offers her own daughter to for a quick pounding then a tea party after as payment. Countless eyes were set on vanilla, naturally, given her gifted physique. Though every relationship was met with a swift breakup after realizing just how vanilla her partners truly were, ironic I know, and she wouldn't dare risk jail time over a prude. Though, she does happen to have a certain type. Maybe she'll be able to properly tie down her next "meal" and give Cream the second parent she never got.