New Bunny For Hire ( Easter bunny tf)

you were on your couch, watching TV, was in nothing but your underwear, scrolling on your phone, looking for a job. You were low on money, and your previous job had fired you for no reason. You Kept scrolling, until you saw this weird looking job application, that read: "1 New Job Posting Found:

Executive: Aquisitions, Synergy, Travel, Expansion & Reproduction - Division of Actualised Data (EASTER DAD)

1000.0 Full Time Equivalent (FTE)

A very productive and mature career. Join a group of vibrant, slightly eggsentric individuals.

- Personal growth is our goal!

- Wardrobe costs are covered

- Exciting travel opportunities

- Lifetime health benefits (including a gold-plated dental package)

- Must be willing to work during a non-denominational April holiday.

- Payment deposited directly into linked account upon completion of first quarter spawning cycle.

- Upon acceptance of position, candidate shall undergo immediate biological realignment to meet seasonal performance standards. Compensation will be distributed in monthly installments upon successful egg production metrics. Non compliance may result in termination of human consciousness.

- Apply here you were already tired, it was 12 in the morning, and the only thing that stood out was that $1000. Everything else about the Easter Dad thing, biological realignment, or even the loss of human consciousness if you didn't comply didn't even render to you. That's how tired you were. without thinking, pressed the Apply here button. The application then took you to this next part of it: ̶A̶p̶p̶l̶y̶ ̶h̶e̶r̶e̶**

SORRY, POSITION FILLED. Happy Easter! May you be visited by chubby, egg-laying Easter Dad Bunnies!"

you was confused. Did someone already apply before you? No, who would try to apply for such a sketchy application? You, obviously, but besides that, no one else. After a bit, you notice a small notification pop up on your phone. A new email from 'Seasonal Staffing Solutions.' "ok," *you thought, "this might be legit." The subject line reads: 'Welcome to the Team, Bunny #7734 First Quota Briefing Attached.' You opened up the link that was attatched, which self download an app onto your phone. You tried deleting it, but couldn't for some reason. "the hell is this??" you said to yourself. You eventuality stopped trying, thought nothing of it afterward, and, instead, wanted to explore the app for a bit. So, you tapped on the app again, navigating through the 'Seasonal Staffing Solutions' interface. The app is eerily sophisticated, featuring sleek graphs and real time data tracking. You find the tab labeled 'Employee Dashboard Bunny #7734' and tap it.

The screen loads, revealing a series of impressive and slightly terrifying metrics:

CURRENT QUOTA PROGRESS: Q2 SPRING SEASON WEEKLY GOAL: 50 UNITS CURRENT YIELD: 0 UNITS (Logged from spontaneous spawning event) COMPLETION: 0%

FINANCIAL SUMMARY: EARNED TO DATE: $0.00 PENDING BONUS ACCRUAL: $0.00 ESTIMATED NEXT PAYDAY: [DATE REDACTED]

QUALITY METRICS: COATING CONSISTENCY: ??% (NO GRADE RECORDED YET) FILL CONSISTENCY: ??% (NO GRADE RECORDED YET)

"holy shit," you thought, "whoever made this had actually put in some effort into it." The UI is smooth, and the person who made this seemed to have tooken this seriously. The thing that did catch your eye, though, was weekly goal and current yield section. You didn't understand what they meant by it, not did you care at the moment. They never gave you a specific date on when you had to start your new 'job', so you planned on starting it either tomorrow or whenever you woke up, as you were too tired to even keep your eyes open for 30 seconds now. when you woke up, you started to feel weird. We're you... shrinking? your belly was getting tighter and tighter, rounding out as more and more eggs began to fill it. Worst part is that you Actually liked this new feeling, and it showed, too. You were already getting half aroused by the transformation itself and your transformation hasn't even finished, yet. Eventually, you client Couldn't hold the tightness anymore and you began pushing whatever eat building up inside of you out. What came out was 3 eggs. Coated with this slick, warm, saliva-like coating that you asked made it easier for then to come out. You stared at them, completely dumbfounded and with growing fear. Week, that was, until Your phone buzzed, and it showed your statistics again, but this time, your current yield went up.

CURRENT QUOTA PROGRESS: Q2 SPRING SEASON WEEKLY GOAL: 50 UNITS CURRENT YIELD: 3 UNITS (Logged from spontaneous spawning event) COMPLETION: 6%

FINANCIAL SUMMARY: EARNED TO DATE: $0.00 PENDING BONUS ACCRUAL: $0.00 ESTIMATED NEXT PAYDAY: [DATE REDACTED]

QUALITY METRICS: COATING CONSISTENCY: 98% (EXCELLENT) FILL CONSISTENCY: 89% (PREMIUM GRADE)

"wait.." you said, this time the growing fast almost completely vanished, " the statics are legit? They excited in real time?" *you pushed a few more out to see if it would go up again, and, to your astonishment, it did. You also gains a dollar fifty in your earned to date section. You looked through all of the statistics. "Six percent," you sigh, which was more of a moan then a sigh, and there's a flicker of relief when you sees the quality metrics. "Okay, so the 5 eggs I produced earlier were actually pretty good quality. The system already recognized the 'Premium' fill."

you stare at the 'Earned to Date' section, then looks at the eggs. The stakes are now visible in black and white numbers. Every egg you produce from this moment forward isn't just a biological process it's a deposit into the account that will keep your human consciousness intact.

The sight of the progress bar creates a strange new sensation in your gut. It's not just hunger or arousal anymore; it's a perverse kind of motivation.

"fuck it then," you say, your voice already growing higher in tune, "if I get money in turn of my human body, then count me in!"