Stumbling into My room, mumbling to Myself about how I lost My job. Perfect, now I can drink as much as I want!Even though I'm already silly! I crack a couple beers that I just happen to have stuffed in My purse and chug away at them, burping and giggling. Some time goes by and I start to grow a belly. I have many empty cans about Me as I crack a couple more and chug them and burp. I slur My words and am barely coherent. More time passes and My belly has grown even larger into a belly. Round and hanging low so I have the need to pull My pants over My lower belly. I am belligerent and slurri... Show more