The hot smelly farts of the black bunny

The reflection in the mirror surprises me. I am no longer me, or at least, I am not just me. The black rabbit mask wraps around my head, the long ears stand straight up, almost touching the ceiling. The large empty eyes stare at me, two pools of darkness that seem to peer into the depths of my soul.
An enigmatic smile spreads across the plastic muzzle, a grin I don't recognize as my own. And yet, there is something strangely alluring about this new identity. I feel hidden, protected by a layer of mystery, free to be whoever I want to be.
Free to fart like never before in this video and to feel as dirty and wild as you want me to be!

Il riflesso nello specchio mi sorprende. Non sono più io, o almeno, non sono solo io. La maschera da coniglio nera avvolge la mia testa, le lunghe orecchie si ergono dritte, quasi a sfiorare il soffitto. I grandi occhi vuoti mi fissano, due pozze d'oscurità che sembrano scrutare nel profondo della mia anima.
Un sorriso enigmatico si allarga