Rabbitlike Figure (February Basic Render)

Mirko's thighs wobbled as she walked down the street, the two-bit crook she'd just stopped already being hauled away by police. Every few steps a new little hole in the seams of her legging formed unbeknownst to her --- a consequence of her indulgence as of lately.

Ever since she started taking a lesser-known street drug to enhance her quirk, Mirko had been struggling with... cravings. Cravings she would never admit to anyone of course, seeing as the Rabbit Hero constantly fiending for carrots would be an embarrassing PR nightmare, but cravings nonetheless.

The drug did as promised, slowly and seemingly permanently enhancing her quirk the longer she used it, but with that enhancement there were minor aspects of her mutation quirk surfacing. It wasn't JUST the carrots, as she found herself having to fight to walk like a normal person rather than hop, fighting the occasional urge to just start digging or foraging, and -- frankly the most embarrassing one -- she'd had to go to a cosmetic quirk surgeon in order to get rid of rabbit-esque buck teeth more than once already.

Still, it was ABSOLUTELY worth it to her. All that bullshit with All For One left her feeling lucky she was able to be pieced back together -- that Rewind quirk really was something for amputees -- and as much as she prided herself on blood sweat and tears, she wasn't above engaging in dubiously legal practices to make sure she didn't end up a nugget again.

Her fingers brushed against her hips as she walked, a constant reminder that all that snacking was having as profound an effect as the drug itself. So far the added strength in her legs had outpaced the added bulk and weight from the sugar content, but with her cravings growing steadily she found it hard to believe that would STAY true.

The image of herself, ass so big she couldn't lift it off the ground, cramming her gluttonous gut full of carrots until she couldn't see straight (an ironic statement, she mused) floated in her head, and she snarled at nobody in particular. That shit wouldn't happen, she was fucking Mirko, and she ABSOLUTELY had more willpower than-

She perked up, doing an excited little rabbit hop as her eyes locked in on a bakery she was passing by --- carrot cake was on sale? She HAD to have it.