Your greedy step-mom has eaten all of your Halloween candy! I rub my big, full belly (40 weeks pregnant) and talk about how I love how I stuffed myself with every piece, boasting about how I knew I could fit it all in my big belly. I give some belly worship and talk proudly about how fat this candy will make my ass. I am fit to burst and appear a little ill from eating so much, but I did it. You point out one last piece of candy. I can't admit that I won't be able to fit that last piece in my belly so I eat it. Surely one more piece couldn't hurt? I start grabbing at my giant belly talking ...

Your greedy step-mom has eaten all of your Halloween candy! I rub my big, full belly (40 weeks pregnant) and talk about how I love how I stuffed myself with every piece, boasting about how I knew I could fit it all in my big belly. I give some belly worship and talk proudly about how fat this candy will make my ass. I am fit to burst and appear a little ill from eating so much, but I did it. You point out one last piece of candy. I can't admit that I won't be able to fit that last piece in my belly so I eat it. Surely one more piece couldn't hurt? I start grabbing at my giant belly talking about how I am going to POP! I spend the last few minutes clutching and rubbing my big belly talking about how I am going to burst, I am going to explode, my stomach is actually going to pop! The screen goes black and you hear a POP!