Banksy walk up to the counter and let my belly hit the counter top with a thud, Banksy feel warm gas rise up into her throat and Banksy smirk rubbing her bulge in her stomach that used to be Banksy spotter. But since he got a little too handsy he's now Banksy meal

Banksy: Hurrroop

Banksy: Mhmmm... sorry... big gal has to eat~