Annie woke up with a stretch and a yawn, her straight brown hair coming down to just past her shoulders. She rubbed the sleep out of her brown eyes and threw the covers off of her body. When she became fully awake, she looked down at her body and smiled. Her body was unusual. Her arms and legs were fairly thin as was the rest of her body with one exception, her belly. The mound of fat rested on her thighs, grown throughout her nine years of life to it's current size. If she was older, she would have been mistaken for being pregnant. Almost all of her weight gathered on her belly with very little going anywhere else. Her pajama top strained as it tried to contain her massive orb of a tummy. The fabric between the buttons showed off diamonds of tummy flesh. She gave her tummy a loving pat as it rippled slightly. She didn't know why, but she loved her big belly. Her friends liked it too. They were always fascinated by its size and shape. They were always playing with it when they had the chance. Annie didn't mind, in fact, she liked the attention. She was snapped out of her thoughts by her belly giving a large rumble.
"Oh, you're so demanding" she chided to her tummy as she jumped out of bed with surprising ease for someone of her size.
Her belly seemed to defy gravity as it stuck out from her body like a large ball. She leaned back slightly as she walked over to her dresser, to compensate for her large belly. She looked at herself in the mirror and noticed that her belly looked even bigger than yesterday. She smiled and patted her tummy before changing out of her pajamas. She got dressed in a pair of jean shorts that had no chance of buttoning over her belly, so she buttoned the underneath. She then put on a small tank top that showed off all of her tummy as her belly roared in hunger. This was something she was used to. She was almost always hungry, so her belly growled a lot and loudly too. Her friends would always poke some fun at her tummy when it growled, saying how they thought there was a dinosaur in there.
"I'm going okay" she said with a rub of her tummy.
She heard some commotion coming from the kitchen which sounded like her mother. She hopped she was making breakfast. She ran out of her room and down the stairs as fast as she could to see what was going on.
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