"Hehe, oh, that's just my stomach working on you."
"WHAT?! IRIS, I TRUSTED YOU!!" He screamed, thrashing around as you lied down on your belly, making a glurk sound as you did, shifting around to hit more spots to make it again, your weight pressing on him, forcing him to the side. You pat him in a way that said 'give up, I've already won' "I have to say, thanks for this, I needed it." And eventually fell asleep to the sound of your happy gut.
