Happy (early) Thanksgiving! (Patreon)

Your overstuffed housewife pauses, looks at you, and sighs.

"I'm so full... But there's still gravy left."

"I could save it for later. It doesn't make a lot of sense though - you ate everything else." You reply.

You pass her the gravy pot and offer -

"There's just a bit left, you can finish it."

She eyes the gravy like a dog would a slab of meat. You know she won't be able to resist it. She picks up the gravy, and starts slowly glugging it down. Her dress can't take any more, and the action of her tilting backwards causes it to ride up, her swollen belly flopping between her legs.

She looks nine months pregnant... She's not. That's all dinner stuffed in there.