Jason shook his firm but globe-esque gut in disbelief.

"Dude, what the hell?!? How can you not be full???"

His belly merely gurgled insistently in response - frankly, a lot of that general region was making itself known, and there was a heck of a lot more of that general region all of a sudden, the explanation for its greater size lying scattered around the kitchen like a culinary Hiroshima.

Running was out of the question, so Jason managed to half-waddle, half-trot into the bathroom as quickly as he could, meanwhile two foot-long hot dogs made their way down his throat in one or two bites as the abdominal gurgling became a lot more urgent. But even that was forgotten when Jason caught a glance of himself in the bathroom mirror...

"Holy Toledo!"