You stare in awe at the bulge in your grandfather's gut that now holds your sister. He pats it and settles into his chair.
"Oh, that really hit the spot," he says with a satisfied grin. He looks down to you. "Hey sport, do your old gramps a favor and go get Grandma would you?"
Not knowing what else to do, and still in something of a daze from what you've just witnessed, you walk to the study. Your grandmother, herself no small woman due to ample hips, a pronounced bust, and her own rounded belly, is dressed in a worn but clean gown with an apron on. She's dusting shelves and turns to you as you come in.
"What's up dumpling?" she asks.
"I... um... something weird just..." you stammer, trying to find the words.
"Are you alright, pumpkin?" she asks, looking concerned.
"Um, Grandpa wants to see you," you finally say, not knowing how else to explain any of this.
"Well alright then sweetie, lead the way," she says with a warm smile.
You lead her back upstairs, where your grandfather is gently rubbing his swollen gut. He waves at you both as you enter.
"Oh my, what did you do?" your grandmother asks.
"He... ate my sister!" you say, pointing at your grandfather's gut as it bulges and turns with her movement.
"Oh, tell me you didn't!" she says to your grandfather, more scolding than shocked.
"Well, she did offer," says Grandpa with a guilty shrug. He belches again. "Excuse me."
"You let her out, this instant!" your grandmother demands, shaking a finger at him.
"But it feels so good," your grandfather moans. "You should try it, then you'd understand."
Your grandmother looks from the full belly of Grandpa to you and then back. And then...
