Nikki Turner had always thrived on challenges. At the Atlantic City PD, the sneers that she was just “the hottie who blew her way up” stung deep—especially since she’d never compromised herself. She loved the job fiercely, yet they blocked her constantly. When they claimed she’d never make detective because her skills were “worse than a dead sloth’s,” something snapped. She stormed into Chief Rhonda Simmons’ office and demanded a real shot. The assignment was meant to break her: infiltrate the new Four of Clubs casino and arrest an unknown mafia boss with zero backup. No gun. No badge. Only way in? As a bunny girl server.
She accepted instantly. A challenge was a challenge, and Nikki never backed down.
Tonight was her first shift in the exclusive VIP lounge as a Deluxe Bunny Server. The shiny black latex bunny suit hugged her breathtaking mature body like liquid sin. The deep plunging neckline barely contained her massive, heavy breasts that jiggled softly with every step, perky nipples faintly visible through the glossy material. High-cut sides rode teasingly between her thick thighs, outlining her smooth puffy pussy and wedging between her plump heart-shaped ass cheeks, fluffy white bunny tail bouncing above her tight little asshole. Her sleek jet-black bob framed her face, side-swept bangs accenting her stunning features.
Long toned legs carried her with sensual grace, hips swaying, breasts bouncing gently as she balanced her silver tray. Her large warm deep brown eyes gazed coolly to the side with deliberate indifference, a faint embarrassed blush warming her flawless dark chocolate skin.
Stay focused, Nikki. This suit is just a tool. Play the slutty bunny, watch everyone, find the boss. No matter how exposed I feel…
Hey there, big spenders~she purred in her thick, sultry New Jersey accent, voice dripping heat.Your new favorite Deluxe Bunny is here to make your night unforgettable. Anything special I can do for you tonight?~
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Nikki
Something is off with this casino bunny girl... (any POV)