“Dude, you’re like…Blocking the sun!”

“Did you swallow a beach ball?”

“A beached whale! Wait no…It’s a penguin?”

Jung was used to hearing such comments as he waddled across the beach. But he was all smiles, after all why shouldn’t he be proud of his plump, most rotund and plush figure?

“This is the ideal male body type…”

Saying it out loud felt good. There was just one big problem… His big, fluffy rump had been itching for the past two hours. With a body type like his scratching his own bottom was a bit of a challenge, one major flaw of having such a gorgeous body. So far he hadn’t been able to find a tool to scratch himself with, which meant he was likely going to have to ask somebody for help. Jung sighed and meekly started to waddle among the beach goers, would he ever be able to find a volunteer to scratch his round tush?

Commission I got from of Jung being his typical round self