



That time I stuffed my big, fat gut with six donuts after dinner—my belly was so round and heavy, a perfect, swollen sphere, bulging out in front of me. I could feel my belly feeling extra bouncy with all that food packed inside, pressing out like a huge, bulbous globe that couldn’t be ignored. The weight of it hung over my waistband, packed full and on full display, a glorious sign of indulgence. Every bite made me bigger, my fat belly pushing out, showing off just how much I’d eaten and how well-fed I truly was.