Karen wakes up very dazed and confused, looking around for any hint of what happened. While looking around, she notices two things: one was that James wasn't around to be seen and two, she has a large gut protruding from her mid section. Poking it, it takes a while for Karen to realize her belly is real and wonders how it got so big in the first place. After several gruelling minutes of trying to get up, Karen finally succeeds and feels something moving inside of her belly.
"Where am I?" James asks, panic creeping into Karen.
"St-stay ca-calm, you're, you're inside of, of me," she stutters, fear taking over her.
For a moment, James is silent before he starts thrashing around, Karen almost losing her balance.
"Calm 'urp' down, 'pffftt' James!" Karen shouts down to her stomach, burps and farts exiting her both ends.
Humming an old lulaby she use to sing to her son, Karen's body tenses up as she shuts her eyes and grunts as a massive fart roared from her bottom at the end of the lulaby. Opening her eyes, the pungent smell hits her and she waves it away.
"You alright, sweetie? You're not hurt or anything?" Karen asks, rubbing her belly.
"Ye-yeah, I'm fine, other than being cramped, wet, and hot in here," James replies, calming down as his mother's body soothes him.
"What about you? That fart sounded nasty."
"Just be glad you're in my tummy instead of out here," she answers, Karen sitting on the bed as she waits for the odor to go away.
"So now what?" James asks, as Karen thinks for a bit.
She knows James isn't in any danger, but that situation could change. However, he felt really good in there and for the first time in a long time, James felt concern for Karen. What to do?