You stare at your swollen belly in shock, running your hand over the smooth surface and the small bump of your distended navel. If it wasn't attached to you, you'd swear you were staring down at a pregnant woman about to pop.
A sudden motion in your gut snaps you back to your senses as you begin to feel ill. Your belly visibly jumps in your hands; whatever's inside is getting active! With a wave of pain and nausea, you drop to your knees, clutching your round stomach as an intense pressure builds inside.
You wonder if this is what it feels like to give birth, but you only have enough time to briefly recoil at the thought when the pressure suddenly shoots up your throat. With a lurch, you lean forward over your belly and give a gurgled choke as the latex escapes from your mouth in one connected stream, pooling in front of you. Your lungs clench and scream for air; you wonder if you will pass out before it ends.
But finally, coughing and gagging, you clear the last of the latex from your throat. Panting, you lean down on all fours to catch your breath, but suddenly stop short as you feel your belly touch the cool concrete below you. You sit up with a start and inspect it as it protrudes in front of you. It hasn't changed at all!
Your mind races: Is there still something in there?! What's the purpose of this invader?! You're so caught up pondering these impossible events that you almost don't notice the pool of latex quiver and begin to move once more.