Absently, Shuichi picked up his water bottle from the dressing room table. Still keeping his eyes on his reflection, he drained the contents. He wrinkled his nose as he sat the now empty bottle back down. It had tasted a little funny, making him wonder if the tap water here was really that bad or it had just been sitting there for some time.
"Oh, well." He went about getting his things together only to pause a few minutes later, pressing a hand to his belly. Did it feel a little large suddenly? He rolled up his shirt and looked down at it, puzzled. It still poked past the waist of his pants, but it was hard to see much of a change. Just then, it began to growl and Shuichi was a bit uncomfortable. He felt as if...
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