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Sketched this up while in a stupor.
Not sure if im in a bug "rub my belly" kinda mood or a small "bury me in someone's cleavage" kinds mood
Either way
Toga
Either Bun has reached critical mass
or he's waiting for seconds
EITHER WAY I NEED TO STOP OK
Ok at some point he's going to stop eating whatever people put in front of him.
Eventually.
actual proportions would probably be more like this but I'm too lazy to come up with a new outfit right now I'm just venting nostalgia