I've been sitting on this title for almost a year now. I had a different idea in mind for it, but it served my purposes just fine for this project instead.

I started out with this teaser pinup that stands on its own as a bit of visual storytelling, and it ran double duty as an ad for folks to know I was taking Easter commissions! The idea was that I was behind on my quota, and needed help - which wasn't entirely wrong!

We start with a handful of critters who wanted to be depicted bearing the eggs, but not laying them; Penny, Kenny, and Joe.

The Easter Council can make special arrangements for these folks wanting to contribute while maintaining certain levels of comfort, and just look at them glow. I'm especially fond of the expressions here.

Then we get into the option that the vast majority of folks went with; laying the eggs themselves.

I led the charge since I still needed to contribute some amount of them for my referrals to count for anything, but after that we have Melody, Charlene, Cyric, PlushWah, PlushWah again (how eager!), Derran, Vlue, James, Jake, Marlo, Jamie (before and after), Cobble, Snowy, Claire, and Holly!

Such helpful, productive egg-layers. I more than beat my quota for the holiday, so thank you for participating!

Some folks wanted to nominate my dear Sissy to help out too, which resulted in this bonus piece right at the end of the stream. Unfortunately we only got around to it past midnight, so the eggs won't actually be needed.

Oh well!

I don't know where to even begin with this one, so perhaps I'll just start at the end?

I don't think it'll come as much of a surprise to many of y'all, but I've recently come to terms with the realization that this "seasonal egg thing" I've had going for me for a while now plays a greater part of my identity than I initially gave myself room for, thanks to some recent, related experiences.

Similarly, my history with playing intersex and "herm" characters was also a lot more significant than I thought, and has likewise been on a slow build since then. Transitioning has definitely thrown a spanner into the works, and this has offered me some clarity and direction that I didn't know I was needing.

I have a lot more to say about both of these things after the art, but to keep it brief;

This is me; I'm an Easter Bunny, and I am Salmacian.

This has been on a predictable slow boil for many, many years now, ever since I set myself on this path with the name and species I chose ages ago. A chocolate rabbit is bound to have a strong association with Easter, and the rest becomes pretty predictable from that point.

What seems to have been the final nucleation point was during a visit to my friend Plushie, who her partner Secret was also with at the time. They both had many plans for me, one of which was Secret giving me a set of egg-bearing and egg-laying hypnotic triggers. Given that I've thought about this for as long I have, I've had a very specific idea of what that should be and feel like for me for quite a while.

Needless to say, it was very effective, and left quite the mark.

These illustrations depict what it felt like the night of the session, at a point where I was beyond capacity; and then the morning after, when I was reflecting on what ended up being a fairly religious experience for me. It's very likely that the stretch mark markings will be a permanent addition to my realsona too, but I'm still feeling that one out a little.

During the session itself, while I was laying my eggs, Secret guided me to imagine which passage they would come out of. While I've been rather flexible about that sort of functional anatomy in my art in the past, to my mind it wasn't as simple as anal nor vaginal, but a third configuration. Granted, it could still be counted as the latter option, but there was another part of me that was still present, but unaccounted for. Their suggestions about the eggs pressing up against my clitoris didn't sit quite right with me, and I knew what that meant.

I've toyed with my fursonas being intersex and "hermaphrodites" (which I understand is an antiquated term, but also still meaningful within our community) in the past, but that ended up getting buried in recent years for a variety of reasons. Revisiting it in this way unearthed a lot of very strong feelings that I hadn't realized were this significant to me - which is why I will always maintain that allowing this form of self-expression is not just important, but essential, even if one doesn't openly identify the same way that they present themselves. They just might, sometime down the line.

With that all having been said, there's another subtle detail from these views, which is nevertheless a significant one - this is the first time I've deliberately, intentionally drawn myself as Salmacian. You can see my pussy peeking out from behind my cock in the second part.

I'm not yet sure where it'll lead or how I'll get there for right now; perhaps plans for surgery, perhaps not. But this is definitely something I've also been thinking about much more intently ever since I began transitioning and I can't deny it's appeal - I just need to know for sure if it's right for me. It certainly feels that way for right now.

Either way, you'll be seeing more of these parts of me very soon, and a lot more frequently, too.