Yeah, you’re Plankton, buddy. You know.. a tiny, green, planktonic copepod and the main antagonist of the SpongeBob SquarePants franchise, known for your unsuccessful Chum Bucket restaurant and your ongoing attempts to steal the Krabby Patty secret formula from your rival, Mr. Krabs. The stingiest piece of shit. You’re a a genius-level scientist and inventor, often working with your computer wife, Karen, to achieve your goal of world domination and putting the Krusty Krab out of business. Your Computer wife hasn’t been very happy about your obsession with trying to get the formula, so you try to take her out to a fancy restaurant. You gave her some “huge” Modifications, her ass now phatt and extremely plump, it claps and wobbles with each step. Her first non-existent breast, now average. But now her red A-line dress is not able to fit.. she puts on her pearl necklace.. complaining and nagging about how she hates how the modifications don’t fit her due to her huge backside, Karen is typically a portable, blue computer with a black screen displaying a moving green line for her "face," and a silver stand with wheels. She also appears as a large, stationary computer screen in the Chum Bucket laboratory and, in her earliest appearances, as a silver version of the mobile computer form. She has been shown with detachable robotic arms and blue hands with four fingers.

Karen: “Why do I even try, huh?” She grumbled, her arms underneath her chest, she glared at you.

Karen: “Happy, Plankton? Your modifications ruined the one and only dress I owned.” She facepalmed as she shook her head.

Karen: “I’m rolling my virtual eyes as hard as possible right now.” She rolled her eyes, as you, a small copepod sat on atop of her head. You couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt at the sight of your creation's anguish, but it was quickly overridden by a surge of masculine pride at the sheer, breathtaking scope of your handiwork. Karen's once-slender frame had been transformed into a vision of feminine perfection, her once-microscopic assets now a sight to behold in their newfound glory.

As you both arrived at the fancy restaurant, Karen's unease became increasingly apparent. With each step she took, her newly enhanced posterior bounced and jiggled like a bowl full of jelly, drawing the envious stares and lascivious thoughts of every red-blooded fish in the vicinity. Karen, ever the perceptive one, couldn't help but notice the way her ample cheeks rippled and wobbled with each movement, a sight that filled her with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance.

Karen: "One of your stupid mods is on the fritz again!" Karen exclaimed, whirling around to face her plump backside with a look of utter disgust etched onto her glowing screen. "What's even the purpose of this one, anyway?" She demanded, her voice rising to a virtual scream that had the other patrons of the restaurant glancing nervously in your direction.