Congratulations Raping Rabbit!

Teaching typing to kids is tough.  Hence the product you founded.

"Type faster or I'll rape your dad!" the genetically engineered "rape rabbit" on the front of your software's box proudly declares.

Kids will flock to stores to purchase your product - not because of its intuitive design, fun filled levels, or feature rich minigames, all aimed at developing various typing skills.  No, they'll buy it because you genetically engineered a massive rabbit who will track down and sodomize the fathers of children who don't type fast enough.

At first, there will only be a handful of cases of rabbit rape, but day by day, they'll become more severe, more frequent, more terrible.  By the end of the week, your game will be sold out, and the leaderboards will be logging a record number of zero scores.  Kids will be purchasing the game, registering their dad's SSN, and then leaving it on so that he'll just be constantly ravaged by a giant mutant rabbit.

At first, you'll worry about the legal ramifications, but as your first rabbit beast begins to tire, spread too thin, the poor guy.  You'll have to male another rabbit to keep up with all the rape that needs to be happening.  Then another, and another.  Eventually, the rabbits will grow to legion, and as digital sales of your typing game soar, they'll begin to stalk through the streets at night, savaging men whose children had the temerity and the wit to purchase a typing game and not play it enough.

Within a month, you'll be wealthy beyond belief.  Within a year, you'll be behind bars for creating "an army of buggering beasts," in the words of Antonin Scalia.

It's going to be quite a ride.

Congratulations Raping Rabbit!