To have sex with her

Sophie: "Uh, I'm unsure whether this is like a huge taboo or otherwise completely inappropriate, but would you be interested in... me? Like, could we uh, do stuff together? As... women?"

Bunny laughs heartily.

Bunny: "Don't worry, it's not a taboo or anything. I do have a husband, but he doesn't mind if I have a lady 'friend' or two. Fact is, I think he likes seeing me make out with other women. But the problem is..."

Bunny sensually pushes her hand onto your stomach, fluidly and effortlessly pinning you onto the bench press table. You try to wriggle out, but her arm feels just as indestructible as the pure white material which you lay on. Then, Bunny tears off a chunk of the bench with her other hand and crumbles it to dust in demonstration of her strength.

Bunny: "...You're oh-so-fragile, still. Why, I fear that you'd break into little pieces if I so much as poked you too hard..."

Your heart is racing. Bunny has been a Goddess for thousands of years, while you got your powers today. She's wildly more experienced, both in terms of strength and in lesbian sex. You're molten wax in her hands, in more way than one. She leans in close and whispers in your ear:

Bunny: "But if you worked out real hard, maybe we could test out a few things."

As Bunny flutters her eyelids, your eyes go wide, and your arms outstretch from sheer arousal, lifting the barbell again and again and again. 300 tons, 400, 500, 750, 1 million kilos, all whizz by in seconds, until you reach your limit again. Bunny sure is a talented trainer, you reckon.

Sophie: "Oh, hell fucking yes! I'm getting that bunny bussy this month, mark my words!"

Bunny simply gets back on her feet and strides off elegantly, disappearing into the horizon. You decide that the exponenially increasing weight is too steep of a learning curve, and find something else. On a nearby weight rack you find something useful - a barbell that increases weight so that it's always slightly below your maximum.

Sophie: "Fuck yea! This'll make working out a cinch. Even when I was a mortal, I had damn near god-like stamina. If endurance is the only limiting factor with this, I'll get ripped af in a hot minute. At least on the Divine timescale."

That, of course, is exactly what Bunny was hoping. She knows well that one of the great motivators of physical fitness is to impress potential spouse material. That's precisely how she found her husband. The poor guy has been married to her for years, and still works out tirelessly on a daily basis just for the chance to one day defeat her in arm wrestling.

Bunny figured that Sophie would try to flirt with her. After all, she had plenty of experience meeting with Sophie's alternate timeline selves. This is one of the most common first interactions that she has with her. But for one reason or another, Bunny doesn't have much faith that Sophie is going to catch up to her any time soon.

As she walks, she passes by a hyper!Sophie, who's currently doing reps with centillion ton weights. Nearby is also CatgirlGoddess!Sophie, who works out using Aleph 7921 kilo weights, and moves up an Aleph every day. The gym is regularly visited by thousands of Sophie's alternate universe selves, and none have yet to reach the specifications to be strong enough to have sex with Bunny.

Some have figured it out on their own, and some still keep trying, but Bunny still doesn't feel the need to tell them that she can control her own strength to any degree she wishes - and she could perfectly harmlessly have sex even with a normal mortal, if she felt like it. But stringing people along is what she does best.

ENDING 76 -Chasing Rabbits-