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With sirens blaring and crowds of people crying out for help, the Brotherhood of Mutants had decided to make a ‘statement’ in Central Park… One that involved a great deal of noise and property damage. Avalanche and Blob were busy tearing up the walkways and street lamps while Pyro set trees on fire, laughing it up while they scared off groups of people, who scattered and panicked to get away.

“That’s right homo-inferiors, this park belongs to the mutants.” Declared Mystique with her fist raised high, watching on in cruel mirth at the throngs of panicking people. With the place up in flames and her heavy hitters tearing the famous park to ruins, this would be more than enough publicity for their cause.

“That’s right losers, this is our pad now.” Chuckled Toad on top of a light post, eyeing a fly buzzing around his greasy hair before he snapped at it with his tongue. “How about you run off and… Uhm…”

“Quiet Toad.” Sneered the blue skinned woman, her hands at her hips eyeing the frog man perched over her head. “Why don’t you make yourself useful and scare off a few children… You’re good at that.”

“WE HAVE A BETTER IDEA!” Looking up, the Brotherhood found the shadow of the Blackbird jet hover over them, its canopy doors open where Cyclops jumped off the exposed catwalk and fired at Blob’s stomach with his optic blasts, making it warp and ripple like a Jell-O mold and forcing him to drop the lamp post he uprooted from the sidewalk. “How about you leave the exterior decorating to the professionals.” Landing behind their leader; Storm, Beast, Wolverine and Rogue stood ready to fight.

“ATTACK MY BROTHERHOOD!”

“TAKE’EM DOWN X-MEN!”

Colliding into a full-on brawl the two groups of mutants fought in the center of the park. Storm had conjured a rain storm to put out the fires, making Pyro furious as he aimed his flamethrowers at the floating weather goddess. “Bitch! You put out my fires, you’ll burn for that!” Ororo looked down with a knowing smirk, slowly lowering herself down to the ground where the red clad pyromaniac sneered back at her. A pathetic spurt from his wrist mounted fire nozzles let the man know his fire had gone out in more ways than one. Slowly raising his hands up in surrender, he gave Storm a sheepish smile. “Uhm… Truce?” Smiling back, Ororo’s eyes lit up, just when a bolt of lightning sparked between her outstretched fingers and shot between Pyro’s legs. Making the man dance before passing out, his leg still twitching.

Beast was making short work of Avalanche, even while the ground shook beneath his feet to the point of almost cracking open. A fissure forming between his simian feet and throwing off his balance. “Whoops! Watch your feet Blue, don’t wanna fall in.” Thinking fast, he grabbed a chunk of some nearby debris and hurled it towards the man’s ankles with enough force to knock him off his feet, sending Avalanche spinning and cradling his bruised leg. “Dammit! Why you blue bastard, when I get my hands on…” turning around to get back up, he wasn’t prepared for the right hook that knocked him out cold.

“Hey Hank, got a minute?”

Looking over his shoulder, Beast found Wolverine diving and ducking the attacks from the bloated mutant Blob, who was trying to crush him with the flattened remains of a car like some gigantic fly swatter. “Heh, gonna squish you GOOD.” Getting out of the way in the nick of time, Logan rolled to stand shoulder to shoulder with the blue furred scientist. The pair now staring up at the Blob lifting the car over his head for another strike. “Looks like quiet the pickle my friend, perhaps he needs a fastball special?” Nodding back, Logan curled himself into a ball while Beast easily lifted him up and tossed Wolverine straight at Blob’s face. Looking up at the absurd act, Blob found an angry clawed wolverine heading straight for his face like a cannonball. The impact sending the morbidly obese strong man rolling backwards and falling onto his back with the same weight as a crashing tree. Regaining his bearings, Fred Dukes looked up to where a pair of claws pointed between his eyes. Biting his lip nervously. “Hey bub, wanna bet your eyeballs can’t be pierced?” seeing the razor-sharp points aiming for his peepers, the Blob passed out… Right before passing wind.

Tumbling off the Blob’s fat form and waving his hand in front of his face, Hank was no better, trying desperately to pinch his nose to keep down the stink. “Aww JEEZ… Gonna smell that for days!”

With most of the brotherhood out of the way, Cyclops and Rogue had Mystique detained on the ground, the shapeshifter having no means to struggle against Rogue’s superhuman strength while Cyclops prepped a pair of cuffs to keep her down. “Get off me! This isn’t over.”

“Sure it ain’t sugah.” Smirked the Soutrhern Belle, easily keeping Mystique from overpowering her and escaping. “Say where’s that useless Toad of yours?” Feeling something land on her back, Rogue was unprepared for the pair of hands that clasped around her eyes. “Peeka-boo, I got you!” The instant Toad touched her bare skin, he regretted it. Feeling a wave of dizziness, he fell off her back, nausea overtaking him just when he looked up to see Rogue stand back up to her feet and wince. Bringing her hands to her forehead, Rogue felt Toad’s memories flood into her; knowing instantly what he had been doing the last few days, where he went and what he ate… Especially recently! Turning to look down at the man, she now had a slice, green complexion just like him. Her eyes had become yellow and her lips swollen. “TOAD!!!” Rogue wrung her gloved hands and stared daggers at the shivering man.

“Eep!” Turning, he made a break for it, running and hopping away in the hopes of escaping into the trees. “YA’LL NOT GETTING AWAY FROM ME YOU VARMENT!” Flying off into the air to pursue him, Cyclops tried to call her back but found himself pre-occupied with a now free Mystique taking on the form of a grizzly bear. Stuck between chasing the two down and fighting for his life, Cyclops chose the latter when Mystique charged his way.

*

Jumping from tree branch to tree branch Toad panted, trying to escape the angry southern beauty making a bee-line for him in the air. Even as far as he was already, he couldn’t escape her and found himself grabbed from behind and tackled to the ground. With his arms pinned to the ground, Toad was forced to look up at the angry woman pursing her lips in frustration, her green, glossy complexion showing she had taken on all of his powers… And she HATED every second of it.

“H-hey, no bad feelings right Rogue? That’s a good look for you.”

Sneering with almost blind fury, too angry to think or make a retort and getting madder by the second, Rogue did something that surprised them both. “Uhm… rogue?” Opening her mouth wide, wider than she ever thought possible, she bit down on toad’s head and began to pull him down her throat. Ignoring his struggles and muffled please she gripped his shoulders and gulped him down more and more. The neckline of her costume ripped open, unable to cope with stretching for more room while the tear travelled further down, exposing her slimy green cleavage and upper naval. Her neck bulged larger when his mass slid past her lips, her mouth just stretching wider to accommodate his shoulders and shoving him even deeper down her throat on his way down to her stomach. It all seemed impossible, like a dream. Yet here she was grabbing onto Toad’s flailing legs and forcing the rest of him down. When his feet finally slipped past her lips, she rolled onto her back, rubbing her now exposed distended stomach and groaning from being fuller than she ever had been in her entire life!

“Ribbut…”

*

Slowly opening her eyes and getting up off the grass Rogue shook her head sleepily and looked around. “Mah goodness, how long was I asleep?” Sitting up she felt a weight pulling her down, when she looked down, her eyes shot wide open. Her stomach had become a distended orb that hung from her middle, totally exposed thanks to her costume splitting open and gurgling angrily, trying to digest its contents. Blushing a deep red, Rogue buttoned up her jacket to keep her dignity and cover her exposed breasts and picked herself off the ground, cradling her heavy middle. “What on Earth caused this?” Remembering what seemed like hours ago, she remembered when she chased Toad after she absorbed his powers, and then… Gulp.

“Uh oh… RIBBUT”

Looking around she took to the air and flew back to the group, finding that the X-Men had already gathered up the Brotherhood of Mutants and were in the middle of bringing them on the Black Bird for departure. Spotting the flying woman approach the jet, Cyclops had already settled an unconscious Mystique into her chair when he addressed her.

“It’s about damn time you got back Rogue, did you get Toad or… WHOA! What the hell happened to you?!”

With the rest of the team looking at their friend, Beast and Wolverine nearly dropped an unconscious Avalanche on the deck of the Black Bird. Rogue’s skin had taken a pale green color, slick and glossy it almost made her look deathly sick. Her green and black had ripped open, exposing her front except for the leather jacket she had buttoned up as a top, her gloved hands holding her stomach steady and rubbing sore spots that churned and growled. Looking towards her teammates, Rogue didn’t know what to tell them. What was she going to do? If she told them she ate Toad alive then she’d be cut from the team, heck she might even be kicked out of the Institute! Breathing in deeply she explained herself. “That pond jumper gave me the slip when he… Uhm… Kicked up a flock of pigeons.”

“How did that give you a swollen stomach?!” Wondered Storm, shaking her head at the sight of a potbellied Rogue looking back at her sheepishly. Seeing a lone bird fly by, Rogue eyed the thing out of instinct and shot out her tongue, snatching it up and swallowing it whole. Leaving a few stray feathers to stick out of her mouth.

“Ouch, at least it’ll wear off, right?”

“Ah hope so!” Spitting up a feather, she burped and made her way into the Black Bird. The rest of the team taking their seats and making plans to head back to the mansion. Sitting heavily into her chair, Rogue went to sleep hoping that the short trip would help to digest her meal.

*

The next day…

Looking at herself in her vanity mirror, Rogue took in a deep breath and sighed. The good news? Her stomach finally deflated and no longer bulged out like she had swallowed a bundle of balloons. The bad news? Posing back and forth and getting a better look at herself from the front, sides and behind, she found out where all that mass went off to after she finally went to sleep last night. The terms ‘thunder thighs’ and ‘booty’ came to mind, among others things that best described her new figure. Her hips had grown wider and her thighs had thickened quite a bit. Her once heart shaped rear had become a full apple bottom that stood out from behind her. Looking down at her stomach, it had certainly diminished yet the view was now obscured by her much larger bust, her top now looking like it had grown into the E cup range if not larger. Giving her stomach a rub she groused to find that she lost her abs, now sporting a soft middle. And if that wasn’t enough she was still green and froggy.

“Guess that Toad is here to stay… How ahm I gonna live through this?... RIBBUT.”

Going through her cloths she opted with a pair of daisy dukes without a belt and a button top tied at the front. Normally she would have worn much more but figured that with her new greasy green complexion and her sudden 80-pound gain, the rest of the campus would give her a wide berth. Huffing in annoyance she stepped out into the hallway from her bedroom and made her way to the gym on the main floor, hoping that maybe JUST maybe she could work off her added weight. “Ah wonder if the liftin weights can be set to a few tons?”

Making her way down the arched stairs and stepping past a few gawking students, Rogue huffed in annoyance until she finally made it to the school gym and went straight to the treadmill. Running for hours and ignoring the stares from some of the others who had been there before her arrival, she continued to keep herself pre-occupied with her workout. “Damn Toad, y’all just HAD to give little ol' me your powers, didn’t you? Now I’m not so little anymore…” After a couple hours of heavy running and breaking into a sweat, she moved onto weights and began making her reps. Her increased strength made the act trivial, but she was hoping that if she lifted a couple hundred pounds enough times then maybe she’d burn off her new weight in… Oh… A week? Hopefully?

With half the day already spent, Rogue was both tired and sore. She stopped lifting. Putting the 300-pound bar bell down on the rack, she sat heavily on a nearby stool and leaned forward to rest her arms. Her stomach felt less soft but when she sat back up to stand she frowned when it growled furiously. “Oh, come on! How can ah be hungry?! Ah ate that Toad yesterday and that should have set me for ah month!”

“What did you eat mon cherri?”

Turning, her frown deepened when she caught a smirking Gambit leaning against the doorway of the workout gym, eyeing up her new curves and holding back a chuckle. “Why I do believe you had yourself a terrible day yesterday.”

“Remy not ONE word out ah you, not ONE.” Crossing her arms, she turned her back at the man, pouting angrily at being seen in her state.

“Oh, come now petit, it’s not so bad.” Waved the Cajun card dealer entering the room. “If anything, that shade o green now matches your uniform, no?” Feeling the man lay his gloved hands over her shoulders to calm her down, only made her madder.

Spinning around and grabbing the man by his chin, she glared into his red eyes, fuming. “REMY! What did I just tell you… About…” At that moment, Rogue realized she wasn’t wearing her gloves, but unlike last time and every time before that… Nothing was happening. Bringing her other hand up she began tracing her fingers around his chin and face, the act making her cleavage press up against his chest and give the man something to be distracted with while she felt up his skin. Lightly tugging at his ears, pinch his cheeks and then finally wriggle his nose between her fingers.

“Remy… Ah can TOUCH YOU!”

Looking deeply into his black and red eyes, Rogue’s nostrils flared. A smile nearly cracking her face when a series of ideas came rushing through her mind. Ideas she felt she would never get the chance to do with her powers in the way, but now her powers had changed, and she wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Speaking of mouths, Gambit was more than a little surprised when Rogue leaned forward, grabbing him by the scruff of his coat and pulled him in for a smoldering hot kiss.

A chuckle from some passing students in the hallway made Rogue stop only briefly. Eyeing the gym, she spotted the broom closet and pulled Gambit with her towards the door, shoving the man inside and closing the door behind her. Now she had the privacy to continue.

Caught off guard and shoved against the wall, Remy Le Beau had an amorous Rogue trying desperately to explore the back of his throat with her tongue, her hands reaching everywhere they could touch after pulling up his shirt and trying desperately to undo the fly of his pants. The instant Rogue discovered that she didn’t absorb Gambit’s powers from her touch OR send him into a half hour coma in doing so made her want to throw caution to the wind and take what she wanted after so long, added weight be damned!

“Uhm… Mon Cherri aren’t we moving a bit fast?”

Pulling away for only a second, Rogue stared into his eyes with a hungry look. Never leaving his eyes she swiftly undid the knot holding her shirt together and tossed it behind her, her top landing on the handle of a broom, knocking it over. Her daisy dukes and panties were the next to come off, sliding them down her long legs and kicking them to the side and out of her way. Grabbing Remy’s hands and pressing them against her now larger bare breasts, her stiff nipples nearly pierced his palms. “Why don’t YOU tell me how fast I want it Sugah!” Leaning forward for another kiss, she smiled against his lips when he stopped resisting and began groping her tits. Finally feeling bare hands that weren’t her own feeling up her chest and begin roaming down to squeeze at her ass. Making the woman coo and moan. Once she had gotten Remy’s pants undone, she stopped kissing him with a wink of her eye to pull them straight down and bundle them around his ankles, going down onto her knees. Prying his underwear off and gripping at his growing erection, Rogue practically drooled with lust and kept the man pinned to the wall with just her free hand, while her other hand began to guide his length to her mouth.

“Marie!”

Rogue sucked and slurped around his length, taking him to the hilt and back, enjoying the faces he made when she took him deep. The scent and taste of the man that flirted with her endlessly in the mansion set her into a sexual frenzy and despite the hang ups of Toad’s powers, the one she was benefiting from the most was his powerful tongue. Feeling Remy’s hands grip her hair, she knew she was doing a number on him. The way he throbbed in her mouth and the gasped of air when she licked up his length.

Finally, she was given the freedom to act out her own desires, no longer having to worry about hurting someone simply for leaving her gloves off or not covering every inch of her in cloths just in case she accidently rubbed shoulders with another body. Now she could finally be able to touch people and feel their smooth warm skin against her own, and right now the person in her grasp was VERY warm.

getting close to his climax, Remy was gripping at her scalp and wincing from the intensity of her sucking, it was almost like she was trying to eat him alive. “Rogue…” He gasped through clenched teeth, looking down to see her let go of his erection and hefting her breasts up to wrap around his cock and engulf him in her cleavage, letting her tongue swirl around his tip. Overstimulated and at his peak, the man finally cam hard into the green skinned woman’s mouth, forcing her to swallow his seed down for dear life. Collapsing against the all, Remi panted and gasped when Rogue let go of him. Looking up with blurry eyes he found her licking up what was left of his release.

“More!... I want MORE!”

Wiping her lips clean she pulled Gambit down onto the ground and in one swift motion, spun around and straddled his waist. “Time for the main event Sugah.” Breathing hard with an almost manic smile Rogue gripped his still hard erection and guided it towards her pussy. When she sank down on his erection, her mind exploded. Penetrated deep, she moaned out loud. Her little black toy under her bed NEVER speared this deep into her, nor did it feel this good! Grinding down against him and pressing her hands at his chest to keep herself steady, Rogue lost herself to being so stuffed. From there, her actions became more frantic, bucking and riding over him to reach her own peak when she felt that Gambit might reach his own. Tossing her hair with her hands and lolling her head back and forth, her breasts swung heavily with her pleasured reactions. Seeing the man in her grasp try to hold her steady, she leaned down and smothered him with her breasts, closing her eyes when she felt him lick at her cleavage and nipples. She was so close now and feeling Remy grip at her hips, ass and breasts only brought her closer to orgasm. “Almost… So close, so… “When it hit her, her world turned blank. Moaning out loud she was caught within the crashing waves of mind-blowing pleasure, her eyes rolling back and her strength leaving her when multiple orgasms crashed against her psyche. Overwhelmed she collapsed heavily on top of Gambit, resting her head on his chest and fluttering her eyes from the sensation.

“Damn mon cherri… You needed THAT bad…” Panting and holding the now exhausted woman laying on top of him, Remy noticed Rogue kissing his chest, making her way up his neck to kiss at his chin and face. But for a moment he noticed a strange glassy look in her eyes when she looked at his face, an almost drunken smile on her lips, just when he heard her stomach growl. Caught off guard he didn’t expect her to open her mouth so wide, or to pull his head into her open maw!

*

Opening her eyes and yawning into her hand, Rogue looked around and found herself alone in a dark room. “Wha…? Remy? You here?” Scratching her hair out of her eyes she sat up, stopping when she felt her balance shift. Looking down she gasped, it looked like she had almost doubled in weight! Her thighs were thick and round, tapered by broad hips that seemed wider than her shoulders. Sitting up she could feel the shelf of her now rounder ass meet with the heels of her feet. looking down, her arms now soft and padded, her hands cradled the massive orbs of her breasts, which had now ballooned to full G cup size. Below the slopes of her cleavage her belly bulged out in front of her, heavy and curved it hung low, obscuring her naval and inner thighs.

“What the HELL happened to me?! Where’s Remy?”

Looking around she found his clothes and shoes but not much else, shaking her head in confusion she let out a burp and suddenly she remembered what had happened. She had dragged Gambit into the broom closet with her, seducing him to take her now that she could touch him. For what seemed like an hour they went at it, the first bout of orgasms had sent her to cloud nine, making her light headed and blissful. When she began kissing up his chest and neck she was overcome by the taste of his sweat and skin, and then… Gulp.

“I… I ATE him!” However long she had been asleep, she had nearly digested her former flame and packed on the massive meal as bulk onto her now overweight frame. She had no idea what to do, what could she do? In the last two days, she had swallowed two people whole and she didn’t even mean to do it. Getting up off the floor she gathered up her cloths and frowned to find that she had outgrown them, forced to wear her daisy dukes with the button and fly undone and tying the shirt top to just its barest, revealing her deep cleavage and round belly. When she opened the broom closet door just a creak she found it dark out, the lights were turned off and the gymnasium was empty.

“Thank goodness, everyone’s asleep.” Gathering up Gambit’s casual clothes off the ground she snuck out into the open, quickly trying to return to her room. She could feel her large breasts swing heavily and her wider ass sashay with each step. When she had finally made it to her room, she locked the door behind her and leaned against the door. “Phew… Coast was clear.” Making her way towards her desk and mirror she turned on the light to get a better look at herself. Much to her surprise her sickly green skin had cleared somewhat, but now her face seemed softer, rounder. What really got her attention were her red and black eyes staring back at her. “Great, guess Remy’s here to stay.” She felt ashamed of herself, before she only had to worry about bumping into people to get them hurt. Now she was flat out eating them! “At least he died happy…”

Straightening up, she picked up a pin to do up her hair, only to see the thing glow bright like a tiny flame between her fingers. Blinking at the tiny metal object, she suddenly realized what she had done and ran for the window, tossing the pin out into the air and wince when it exploded like a cherry bomb off in the distance. Surprisingly it didn’t wake up too many students, the odd call for quiet from a few down the hall was the only reaction to the tiny explosion. Frowning she went back to her desk, being extra careful not to set off another explosion with her newfound powers. “What ahm I gonna do? Should I tell the X-Men?” Giving herself a pose to get a better look at herself her frown deepened. “Pff, if ah did that, they’d kick me out for sure, absorbing powers is one thing but ah just ate two people… And look like it too!”

A low growl from her stomach made her glare down at herself. “Oh, fuck off! How can ah be hungry?!” Giving her soft middle a shake with both her hands, Rogue huffed and looked inside her closet for anything that would fit. Thankfully she found a nightgown that fit her snug and something to tie her hair back, but sadly none of her bras fit and her panties clung to her like a skin-tight thong. “I’ll just make myself something small and work my way towards a diet, with some luck the rest of the team will think Remy ran off or something.”

Stepping out of her quarters she made her way down to the kitchen, eyeing the hallways to make sure she was alone. She thought she was Scott free when she turned the corner and found Emma Frost sitting by the kitchen table, nursing a cup of vanilla tea. “Why good evening Anne Marie, did you get woken up by that little boom too?” Pursing her lips into a haughty smirk Emma swirled the small sugar spoon to mix her tea before taking a sip, eyeing up Rogue’s expanded figure. “Or did you have a taste for the roast ham in the refrigerator?”

Frowning back at the platinum blonde woman, Rogue answered. “Hello Emma, just dealing with mah new appetite, damn Toad hasn’t left mah system yet.”

Feigning concern the platinum blonde crossed her legs, leaning forward with that same smirk. “Oh poor dear, did you know female toads can eat their body weight in food? At least you didn’t inherit his warts.” Watching the plump southern belle rummage through the refrigerator Emma continued. “Then again, your powers don’t turn off like some of my more… Gifted students, maybe YOUR powers are mingling with HIS.”

Hearing Rogue bump her head, Emma leaned back and sipped from her tea again, hiding her mirth when Rogue turned around and glared at the chalk white telepath. “Ah don’t need no tea tottin blue blood tellin me ah can’t control mah powers!” Glaring down at the White Queen, Rogue’s anger diminished when Emma took a better look at her.

“Since when did you have red eyes?”

“Huh?”

“You’re eyes Rogue, they’re red.” Giving the plump southern woman a closer look Emma noticed that Rogue’s once green eyes were now black with red dots. Curious she looked inside the woman’s mind with her telepathy, gasping when she looked over the sordid details of what happened in the gymnasium’s broom closet. “Oh… My… Goodness!” Clasping a hand over her silver lips, Emma Frost gasped at first before falling into a chuckle. “You ATE Gambit?! Gaaasp… And Toad as well?” Leaning back into her chair her laughter was uncovered by her hands which returned to her hot tea at the table, taking a sip with her smiling lips. “So, Toad’s powers did a number on you, didn’t they? Personally, I won’t miss the greasy midget, but Gambit? Oh, there will be hot water for that.”

“Emma...”

“Oh, how ARE you going to keep this a secret? Or explain away the extra pounds on your derriere? If I could only be the fly on that wall when Xavier pries the information from that pickle jar you call a skull and walls you up to keep the rest of the staff safe.” Wringing her hands excitedly she tapped her feet in excitement. “I can already hear the discrimination, the jabs and jeers… I guess it’s true, you southerners will eat just about anything!”

“Emma!” Finally catching the White Queen’s attention, Emma Frost looked up with a haughty smile to find Rogue glaring down at her, what broke the smile on Emma’s face was the low growl coming from Rogue’s stomach. “I’m hungry…” Without warning Rogue opened her mouth and shot her tongue out to slap right between the White Queen’s eyes, catching the woman off guard when she was pulled straight into her open mouth. Her cries muffled inside Rogue’s mouth and her struggling arms held tight in Rogue’s strong grip. Opening her mouth wider she pulled Emma deeper down her throat, grabbing her by her shoulders and lifting her up. Gulping her down to her waist she grabbed the kicking woman’s legs and swallowed again, slurping her down to rest heavily in her now bloated stomach. Rogue’s nightgown was already at its limit before she began swallowing Emma whole, the neckline snapping open to expose her cleavage and tear down the middle. Becoming almost skin tight on her expanded figure.

Staggering back to lean against the wall Rogue groaned, pressing her hands against the struggling form of Emma Frost in her stomach before the kicks and punches finally died down. Slumping down to the tiled floor, Rogue moaned at being so full, her night dress now clung to her skin tight and the odd sounds of stitching creak could be heard. She didn’t mean to eat the woman but what choice did she have? If the telepath ran her mouth off she’d be doomed. Still, it also meant that now she had eaten three people and she was big enough as it was.

“Well, guess it’s time to head for bed.” Wincing after picking herself off the ground, Rogue waddled her way towards her room, cradling her full stomach and pausing only when it made loud churning noises. Making her way down the hall, she easily made it to her bedroom and dropped herself heavily onto the bedframe. Turning over onto her side she continued to rub circles around her swollen stomach, sleep finally claiming her when she was too tired to calm her insides.