Sunny was so nervous about doing it because he doesn't NEARLY have the same bust as Welt's drawing, he's so scared that the man will be disappointed by his little tiddies... waiting on Welt's bed, knelt in the same pose with his thighs bared, his heart is in his mouth when Mr Yang comes in and just freezes. They stare at each other and Sunday's jumping to explanations.

"I'm sorry, this outfit's not as nice as your drawing and I thought about padding my bra but I wasn't sure with what so I just pumped up my breasts for a bit but they're kinda puffy now? And I don't have a thong so i'm not wearing underwear instead and‐

"Am I dreaming...?" The old man wheezes, eyes large, voice filled with such reverence that Sunny immediately melts at it and shakes his head obediently. "Ah, no Mr Yang. I was so flattered by how you drew me, it got me very... excited. I really want to fulfil that fantasy Mr Yang, please let me..."

Welt chokes a little. Then turns and locks the door.

"... You said you weren't wearing underwear...?

Sunday smiles and lifts up the front of his dress for a peek. "Well, I don't have breasts like you want so I was hoping you'd be happier focusing down here instead <3"