Guilmon is sitting at the edge of his bed, moving his two toes with a soft grin, with one hand on his left thigh, heaving while admiring his big round belly sticking out prominently several inches from his bulky but pear-shaped body.

His stomach gurgles audibly, packed and working hard to digest its last meal, his belly is full of bread, loads of milk and other snacks he fell in love with, he's definitely turned on by the feeling and the heaviness of his gut, wanting to have some fun with his lover or perhaps something else