POV: After a night of playing Poker at the inventory, you run into a familiar 3 foot tall talking Lagomorph creature that you happened to be playing at the tournament with you! It was none other than Max of Sam and Max: Freelance Police himself, he seems to have a funny little look on his face as if he knew that you stepped in something, or maybe even worse?

You ask: “Hey, Max… what’s that look on your face for?”
The cheeky rabbit replies: “What look on my face? Is there something on my nose I didn’t notice? Oh! Just in case you were wondering, yes I have very much seen your search history!”

A look of shock, horror, and slight aggravation overcomes your face, that little talking bunny gremlin thing had a lot of nerve and insanity just to say that with such confidence to my face, you thought. If it weren’t for the fact that Max could probably crush bone with his jaws if he bit hard enough, you probably would have resorted to strangling him.

“I happen to have some *ahem* experience when it comes to helping anyone crazy enough explore their secret fantasies, and from what I have seen, you have quite the secret fantasies! So whaddaya say?”

(I’ll just leave the rest up to your imagination. And I’m probably gonna disable the comments for reasons that should be obvious to anyone with at least some “common” sense)