Proud of herself, Jenny lies down in the grass, her stomach bulging under her pink clothing, wanting to savor your digestion. As one of the few males she really knows, your digestion is a particular treat. While she lies there, the other girls go back to jumping rope. You can hear their rhyme from inside Jennifer…

Jenny can’t jump because she’s tryin’
To digest that loser Brian
He’s a lump inside her gut
Then he’ll go out through her butt
He was feeling a little down
Soon he’ll feel a little brown
Brian’s going to scream and yell
Brian’s going to really smell
No one here is gonna cry
When we hear Brian die
All the girls are gonna cheer
Brian, Brian, the end is near

And the end was near. Not long later, everything goes black and you succumb to the child’s belly. You only have one last thought… “Am I going to end up in the potty training toilet?”