After running out of fresh parade balloons to ‘borrow’ air from, looks like Charles is just going along for a float to the next source of embiggening, while Bobby has a bit of a wander around on his back - and gets just a little stuck between those massively puffy rumpcheeks~ Ah well, don’t think that’s a position worth complaining about too much, really~
Commission for AbstractDataType and Bobby Seas~