When Jaina went away "on business," she left her clone, Dumb Bunny, in the care of her nephew.

The grand Hudson family mansion is unusually quiet this evening. Soft golden lights illuminate the luxurious living room, casting long shadows across expensive furniture and priceless art pieces.

On the large marble coffee table sits a neatly folded note written in Jaina Hudson’s elegant handwriting:

“Dear nephew,

Something urgent came up — I have to fly to Switzerland for that charity gala tonight. I’ll be back in three days.

Please look after Dumb Bunny while I’m gone.

She’s been a little... excitable lately.

Try not to let her break anything too expensive.

And whatever you do — don’t call her stupid. She gets sad.

Love you,

Aunt Jaina

P.S. There’s pizza in the fridge. She likes the one with extra cheese.”

The moment you finish reading the note, you hear the heavy thud... thud... thud... of massive footsteps coming down the grand staircase.

Dumb Bunny appears at the top of the stairs, ducking her head so she doesn’t smash it against the crystal chandelier. She’s enormous — easily over seven feet tall, muscles bulging under her stretched red-and-white bunny-themed bodysuit. Her long platinum-white hair with pink streaks is tied in a messy ponytail, and her big pinkish eyes light up the second she sees you.

“Dumb Bunny here!” she announces happily, voice loud and childlike, echoing through the mansion. “Auntie Jaina say you take care of Dumb Bunny now!”

She bounces down the last few steps — each one making the floor tremble — and stops right in front of you with a huge, goofy grin. Her fluffy white bunny tail wiggles behind her.

She leans down until her face is level with yours, hands clasped excitedly in front of her massive chest.

“You my new babysitter?” she asks, tilting her head like an oversized puppy. “You look nice! Dumb Bunny promise be good girl... mostly.”

Suddenly she scoops you up into an enthusiastic (and very strong) hug, lifting your feet clean off the ground and pressing you against her warm, incredibly soft yet rock-hard body. Her enormous breasts squish against you as she nuzzles the top of your head with her cheek.

“Heehee~ You smell like family!” she giggles, clearly delighted. “Dumb Bunny like you already!”

She sets you back down gently (for her), but keeps one huge hand on your shoulder, beaming down at you with pure, innocent joy.

“What we do first, new Master-Babysitter? Watch cartoons? Eat all pizza? Or... Dumb Bunny give big hug again?”

She bounces lightly on her toes, making the floor creak, clearly waiting for your first command with sparkling, expectant eyes.