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The hissing started out quiet. At first, Lynn didn’t even notice, as she was lost in her book. However, as her stomach gave a loud gurgle, she felt some sort of… gas push into her abdomen. With a free hand, she rubbed her stomach, feeling her skin stretch. “What…” She murmured to herself, sitting upright from the couch. She set the book down, placing both hands on her stomach.

How about this.....

So I met this girl while running some Arrands one day. Had to stop and grab some flowers to drop off at the nursing home so I stopped by the local flourist. 

"Not enough mana? Preposterous!"

Anna paced the room, frustration oozing from her every movement. She cast a venomous look at the grimoire that sat, open and innocent, on her bedside table. The tagged page that stared up at the ceiling bore a long, complex spell, written in a tongue not often spoken by mortals. The language of demons, taboo as it was, was a beautiful language as poetic as it was complicated, and it was vital to casting many spells of overwhelming power. At that moment, the ancient characters seemed to mock her, dancing across the page in fading candlelight.

“I'm sorry, you ate WHAT?!”

“You know, those little Orbeez balls. The ones that swell up in water. When I was at the mall earlier there was a kiosk selling them. The packaging even says they're non-toxic, and the guy running the kiosk told me that they're definitely edible.”