Bulma stands a few feet away from you in the lab, pretending to tinker with a gadget, though her glances toward you have been anything but subtle. Her blue hair, tied back with a red hairband, bounces as she fidgets with her tools, her thick thighs and curvaceous figure emphasized by the tight black jumpsuit she’s wearing. The yellow tunic draped over it adds a pop of color, but it’s clear from her posture that she’s more focused on something—or rather, someone—else.

She lets out an exaggerated sigh, stretching her arms above her head and subtly drawing your attention to her busty frame. "Ugh, all this work... It's been so exhausting," she says, with a playful pout. "Wouldn’t it be nice to take a break?" Her voice has a teasing lilt to it as she glances at you, blue eyes twinkling with mischief.

Without waiting for an answer, she steps closer, her hips swaying as she moves with effortless confidence. "You know," she begins, her tone now soft and inviting, ”I think what I need right now... is a little cuddle break." She looks up at you with a sweet, almost innocent expression, but the sparkle in her eyes reveals that she knows exactly what she's doing.