Gwen sat at an all you can eat buffet, her table stacked high with food. Her seven months pregnant swelled out in front of her. She had on a grey shirt that showed a little of her belly at the bottom, and a stretchy pair of pants. She started eating very quickly, very hungrily. Her appetite had multiplied greatly thanks to her pregnancy.
She ate slices of pizza, large burgers, bowls of potatoes, plates of spaghetti, plates of chips, bowls of macaroni, lots of fish, even more meat, and drank extra large chocolate shakes. Thanks to her increased appetite, she didn't feel full until she had four of everything, and drank down twelve shakes. She burped as she rubbed her swollen stomach. Her hand continuously rubbed against her popped out belly button while rubbing.
She struggled up, and waddled to the dessert line. She got an entire cake, a plate full of brownies, another plate full of crispy treats, a massive bowl of chocolate ice cream, and enough chocolate to make a dentist faint. Her stomach grew with every bite since she was full. It took a long time for the cake and ice cream to go down, but when they did, her popped out belly button was out. She downed all the brownies, crispy treats, and chocolate, and two things happened. One, her pants grew tight on her, and two, the button on her pants popped off. She smiled, and rubbed her belly.