Gwen's stomach groans in discomfort at the sudden ingestion of such a large food. Gwen leans forward after slamming the fridge door shut, stumbling to the beds in the back, arms over her stomach as she groans as well. "Oooohhhhhh…" Gwen flops onto the bed, stomach in the air, her hands trying to grip it, but the hard fruit inside makes it hard to do so. Her stomach continues trying to digest the whole watermelon, her skin taut, each rumble actually visible as her skin ripples slightly.
Ben makes his way over to her. "Gwen what did... what did you do!?" He asks in surprise at the sight before him, not even sure how to react. "I-I don't know! I just... I just suddenly felt so... so hungry... I don't even know HOW I... I ate a whole watermelon... Oh GOD I ate a whole watermelon!" Gwen suddenly sits up again, wrapping her arms around her angry stomach, discomfort obvious on her face, a couple beads of sweat roll down her face. "Rrrrr… I swear if you had something to do with this, Ben-!" "I didn't do anything!" He yells before she could finish her sentence.
Another angry rumble in Gwen's overstuffed stomach echoes throughout the RV, as Gwen tightly shuts her eyes from how uncomfortable her stomach is. "Oooooggghhhh…"
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