"Ooohhh... I'm so stuffed..." Hikaru groaned, holding his engorged belly. He'd managed an additional six bowls before his stomach just couldn't take any more, and he now concentrated on rubbing his belly, attempting to soothe the uncomfortable tightness he was feeling.
His stomach had bloated to a few inches in front of his body, briefly reminding Hikaru of the cartoons he would sometimes watch. His pants felt uncomfortably tight, even though they were undone. His shirt, unable to fully contain his stuffed belly, had ridden up, exposing his stomach and navel (much to his embarrasment) for the whole world to see. All in all, he was quite a sight to see, shirt up, stomach bloated, and rubbing his stomach, which produced a pleasurable feeling that Hikaru couldn't help but give a sigh of contentment at, even as he groaned in discomfort.
Wincing, Hikaru staggered up out of his chair, and slowly made his way to the door, pushing his way out. Once outside, he tried pulling his shirt down over his belly, but every time he brought it down, it just sprung back up again.
Hikaru groaned in frustration, continuing to rub his belly. Sai materialized behind Hikaru, but seeing that he wasn't exactly in the mood for talking, the ancient Go master simply stared reproachfully at Hikaru's bloated belly.
Ignoring Sai, Hikaru stumbled along the sidewalk, drawing shocked looks from passerby. He didn't pay attention to them. Eventually, he came across a bench. Sighing in relief, he collapsed down onto it, running his hands up and down his stomach and smiling in contentment. Before long, he found his eyelids growing heavy, and he fell asleep- completely forgetting that he was supposed to go home.
What happens next?