In which a bumbling bunnyboy finds a very, very enticing gift upon his warren’s Solstice tree: a sweet, buxom plantgirl who seems as innocent as she is irresistible. Bucks are horribly vulnerable to the slightest whiff of feminine pheromones… but plants don’t have those. Right?

It’s so hard to remember, it’s so hard to think. It’s all she can do to hold onto what she’s feeling in each moment. And if she’s feeling good, then this must be good for her. Right?

When a mind controlling cult is raided, one woman has to cope with the return of a sister that no longer remembers her. And with the leader still on the loose, it’s only a matter of time before she reclaims what is hers.

You may not want to speak to the manager, but she’d like to speak to you.

Lyssa can’t seem to stop thinking about her best friend Thorne- and there might be a bit more to it than just an innocent crush.