An hour after teaching the preggos about unbirth, you rub your expanded breasts as your belly shrinks, the remains of the heavily pregnant teacher you ate earlier slipping into your colon. You burp a little. "Damn. I forgot how much I liked having a belly." You say to yourself, sighing.
You sit at your secretary's desk and begin to think...
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