I'm lounging in my bed daydreaming, but my belly starts to growl. I guess I'm hungry! My belly lets out another growl and I decide to get something to eat. Heading to the kitchen I find a bowl of cookie dough. Yesss, I planned on baking cookies, but forgot to put them into the oven. I sniff the dough, it smells delicious, my belly growls loudly. Hmmm, I know that raw cookie dough never plays nice with my tummy. I move away determined to find something else, but my belly howls, it really wants the dough. Yeah, it does smell really good. I pull the spoon out, it's covered in a huge glob of dough. Maybe I'll have just a bit... Oh my, that was delicious! My belly starts to growl again... Guess my tummy wants more... I guess a little bit more wouldn't hurt, right? Ooops, I didn't notice how I ate all the dough... Ugh, that's a lot. I can feel my belly swell and bloat as it attempts to digest the gooey mass. Oh I'm going to pay for this in the morning. I can feel the big bubbles of gas building inside me, oh my