I was hoping you would draw these two, not so much 'Klown Bitches' as they are 'Kalorie Bitches' now... 'Klown Blimps'? 'Round Bitches'? 'Pound Bitches'? Whatever, ethier way fantastic work!

They're getting a head start on the whole "Going *big* time" thing

Had this been their canon size, I think the lyrics to their song 'Klown Bitch' probably would've been pretty different. Perhaps something like this:

[Intro]
(Ta, ta-da-da, da, ta-da-da, ta-da)

[Verse 1]
Get ready for a wider look
5 course meals from a great cook
My body it's so supple, got a butt that's quite the bubble
Big double belly got ya boy shook (Pants button needs a stitch!)

[Verse 2]
Feed us, we're fatasses
We're not greedy, we're just gluttons
Wanna sell my flabby, squishy body and make it massive
Feelin' peckish on a Saturday night
Money isn’t gonna make us full
buy us food to sate our appetites

[Pre-Chorus]
Giving in to temptation
Even just getting up, it takes patience
Let me be your big piggy, help scratch my dirty itch

[Chorus]
I'm a faaaaat bitch (Hey!)
Fix up my couch, bitch (Hey!)
Shaking the ground, bitch (Hey!)
You hear that sound
Chair is goin’ down
'Cause I'm a round bitch

[Verse 3]
Get ready for a bigger world
Getting hungry, I’m your big girl
Stuff me up from my head to my toes
Lose yourself fondling my meaty folds
Feel me while on top ya doing cowgirl (Too heavy for ya? Why not switch?!)

[Verse 4]
Catch us dine and dashin’
Or get Bee Eats while we stay in
Ate the entire menu, can you handle such a bad check?
Feelin' peckish on a Saturday night
Money isn’t gonna make us full
buy us food to sate our appetites

[Pre-Chorus]
Giving in to temptation
Even just getting up, it takes patience
Let me be your big piggy, help scratch my dirty itch

[Chorus]
I'm a hungry bitch (Hey!)
Fix up my couch, bitch (Hey!)
Shaking the ground, bitch (Hey!)
You hear that sound
Couch is breakin’ down
I'm packin’ pounds, bitch

[Bridge]
It’s a deal breaker if you don’t even know how to bake
Give you a birthday reward if you let me eat all the cake
Inch-by-inch added, our bodies continually jiggle and quake
Max out your food budget, you're paying for a—

[Chorus]
Faaaat bitch (I'm a whale, bitch, stuck in doorways bitch, yeah) (Hey!)
Fix up my couch, bitch (Crushed it with my ass, bitch, my huge butt, bitch) (Hey!)
Shaking the ground, bitch (Thunder claps when I waddle, bitch, immobilize me) (Hey!)
You hear that sound (Uh)
Bed is flattened down (Yeah)
'Cause I'm a landmass, bitch

[Outro]
(Ta-da-da, da, ta-da-da-da) Oh (Yeah)
(Ta, ta-da-da, da, ta-da-da-da) Make me bedbound, bitch
(Ta, ta-da-da, da, ta-da-da-da) Mmm
(Ta, ta-da-da, da, ta-da-da-da) 'Cause I'm a feedee, bitch!

...Okay, maybe they'd have to not just be plus-sized but also into feederism, but hey, one can dream, can't they?