It's time to tell your wife about your goddess... all about your new found religion in Bunnyism. Down on your hands and knees you pray to your supreme one. Taking over your body and mind. Filling your thoughts with images of my superior ways, towering before you. It's time you tell her, the wife, that dumb bitch. She doesn't know all about my powers over you and she should. She needs to know now. Let's home wreck together little slave.