As you approach your mother, you catch her devouring one of your brothers. She's just gulping his feet down as you walk inside.
She glances at you and burps. "Good morning son." She says as she licks her lips.
"Ricky volunteered I presume?" You ask.
"No actually. Ricky was a bad boy." She pats her stomach.
"What did he do?" You ask.
She just smiles.
"Peeping again?" You say.
She nods. "So I'm sorry, you'll have to wait your turn."
You shrug. "May I rub your belly?"
Your mother nods and motions you towards her. You approach and place both your hands on her plump tummy. You rub gently and she moans a little.