There are some unexpected perks to being a predator. One of them is the ability to take pretty much anything you see. You like someone's house? Eat them. Now they're you and it's yours. Someone have a fancy car? Gulp 'em down and burp up the keys. They don't need it anymore. When you're a predator, envy can be solved by gluttony!

Clothing's a common object of desire for Vurga. Shopping can be such a drag, too, all those employees going on about how 'perfectly tubby' isn't a measurement and how he shouldn't eat the customers. Then he get upset, eats one of them and everything goes downhill. It's much simpler to just get clothes on the go! Every prey is a model, showing off their ensemble without even knowing it.

This poor fella never had a chance. Vurga's positively undetectable when he wants to sneak up on you. Now he's facing a long eternity in the bunny's gut and his shirt has gone to a better cause. In an odd way, he's luckier than most of Vurga's prey. He'll be remembered for some time, proudly thought of every time Vurga shows off that adorable shirt! ...Until it rips and Vurga has to replace it. Vurga's clothing rarely lasts long. Guess this planet just doesn't know how to make clothing, because it totally fits on him, see?

I have  htfcuddles to thank for this awesome pic.