Max took the throne, his belly fell out onto his lap, and using the end of the chain as a toothpick, he enjoyed the aftertaste of his deathly divine meal. He was waiting for the court to arrive to introduce them to the new Pharaoh, his voracious, manly, self—satisfied belly. He grinned, imagining all the orders he would give them on behalf of his belly—to fill their bellies and saturate his loins. He will feed those who displease him with his belly. And perhaps some of those who please him., He patted himself with satisfaction on the Pharaoh's large bare stomach. His stomach had a lot of needs that needed to be satisfied. After all, he was a God now. And the Gods had many commandments. And he burped and fed his huge man-eating belly sphere with pleasure, the Gods also had a lot of appetites. "Plans have changed..." Said Max.