Sarge was looking at himself in the mirror. Trying to wrap his hands around his belly, he found it difficult to do so with how large he had gotten. He could see his bellybutton sticking out in the mirror, yet he couldn't actually reach it. With all the bumps he was feeling, he could have sworn something was off about him... but Rus would say otherwise. He always did.

"Me thinks a thing is wrong with me?" Sarge tried to ask, finding it difficult to formulate a proper sentence.

"Why's that?" Rus would ask.

"Me feels squirms and bumps. I's think I haves a par...parp... para-sit?"

"A parasite?" Rus asked, walking over to Sarge and lowering his muzzle so it was resting on Sarge's belly. "You cooould say that... but it's a good parasite... or a good few parasites."

"But Me's been gaining so much weights lately! Is this normals?"

"Yeah, for you it is!" Rus teased, giving Sarge's belly a pat. "Wow, six months of baking has certainly added to the hubby's girth."

"Six... months?" Sarge asked. "Baking? I hasn't bakinged in a while!"

Rus chortled, now gently rubbing Sarge's belly. Sarge felt his tail wag... and then he felt something push out of his stomach and into Rus's hand.

"Well, I think one of your buns just kicked!" Rus said.

"When has I eaten buns?" Sarge felt his brain fog up as he tried to remember eating buns... but was it buns? When did he eat buns? No matter how hard he tried to think, he couldn't figure out what Rus was alluding to. "Is me missing somethings?"

With one last pat of Sarge's belly, Rus giggled. "Don't think too hard, hun - you might strain yourself again."

Sarge scowled, but he knew Rus was right... thinking wasn't his strong point.

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