After morning rolled around, Jenny comfortably awoke from her delicious dream. She gave a long squeaky yawn as she stretched her arms up, making her already too small shirt ride up her round tummy some more. She rolled off her bed and got on the floor slowly, slowly waddling her way towards her mirror. Thanks to her still being a bit groggy, she failed to notice that she had grown. Well, outwards, of course. Her big dinner the night before had allowed her already round tummy to grow even rounder, and since she was so young it caused her to get a bit wider as well, her sides starting to show with her protruding paunch. But Jenny didn't notice, she was too busy rubbing her eyes and thinking about what she'd have for breakfast. Food was always on her mind, all day long. She pretty much always thought with her stomach, which was always grumbling and growling, telling her to feed it. And thanks to her love of food, she was always happy to obey its command
Without even brushing her hair, Jenny waddled her way downstairs to the kitchen, where Anne was already awake and making *some* kind of food. She looked down at her daughter and smiled softly at her. "Morning, sweetie!"
"Morning," Jenny mumbled, waddling to the table and climbing onto a chair, rubbing her grumbling tummy, "what's for breakfast?"
"I thought I'd make you some pancakes this morning," her mother replied, bringing over a little stack of pancakes and setting them in front of her daughter. Jenny took a whiff of them; delicious! Perfectly cooked, with lots of syrup and a little block of butter on the top. Jenny didn't hesitate for a second as she dug into the stack with gusto, getting syrup all over the face and pajamas.
Within minutes, she had finished, plate completely empty, since Jenny had greedily licked up any remaining puddles of syrup. She looked over at her mother and grinned innocently.
"Could I have some more, please?"