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Crossing over the road was hard. Walking at all was hard enough. Waddle was more appropriate. That's what she got, she supposed, for not thinking before eating. It was a classic mistake of hers, thinking with her stomach and suffering the consequences. To do it so publicly was rare, but she wasn't too bothered about that. She didn't regret eating him - he'd spilled some sauce on himself at the hog dog stand and it just smelled too good. She didn't regret having such a huge, jostling gut - she loved the way to swung from side to side, sticking out feet in front of her. She slightly regretted how far it was to reach her car, her distended belly straining on her back. Just a few more feet and she'd be back in her car and on her way home, where she could enjoy her full stomach in peace.

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Crossing over the road was hard. Walking at all was hard enough. Waddle was more appropriate. That's what she got, she supposed, for not thinking before eating. It was a classic mistake of hers, thinking with her stomach and suffering the consequences. To do it so publicly was rare, but she wasn't too bothered about that. She didn't regret eating him - he'd spilled some sauce on himself at the hog dog stand and it just smelled too good. She didn't regret having such a huge, jostling gut - she loved the way to swung from side to side, sticking out feet in front of her. She slightly regretted how far it was to reach her car, her distended belly straining on her back. Just a few more feet and she'd be back in her car and on her way home, where she could enjoy her full stomach in peace.