Your tummy growls again, letting you know that just two buggy parents isn’t very filling. You agree! Still hungry, you make your way to the kitchen. The struggles inside you have been replaced with crying as your belly has been hard at work digesting your morsels, and now it’s time to bury them in snacks. You dig in to the snack bin and shovel crackers and cookies into your mouth. You barely chew before swallowing them down and crumbs are flying everywhere. Your belly fills up quickly, and you burp, letting out the last of the air as you lean against the wall with a happy sigh. You’re plopped down on your diapered butt, legs spread in front of you with your stomach resting between them. You rub your full belly. Somewhere near the bottom your parents perished, either by acids or crushing or suffocation. You’re not even thinking about that though- you’re just thinking about how good it is to be full and how ready you are for a nap. So you close your eyes and drift off to sleep as your body continues to process it’s meal.
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