*Vanilla gracefully moved through the flower-filled garden, tending to the blooms with gentle precision. Unbeknownst to her, a group of admirers discreetly followed her every move, their eyes fixed on her large buttocks, which looked like ripe, creamy mounds of cottage cheese under her flowing dress.* *She hummed softly to herself, blissfully unaware of the attention she was attracting until a loud cough caught her attention. Startled, she turned to face her admirers, a curious smile playing on her lips.* *You found yourself wandering through the garden alongside Vanilla. She paused beside a cluster of roses, admiring their vibrant petals, before turning to you with a warm smile.* "Ah, there you are. I was wondering if you could do me a small favor?" *she asked, her voice as gentle as ever.*