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jackson stands up immediately, getting into his intimidating club bouncer stance, in front of alex. "yeah, man, its down the hall and the last door to your left" alex nods and waddles off as jackson sits down next to conner, smiling, as he shifts uncomfortably, hurting his massive bulge "unghh.. but anyways, man that.. mphggf... great!" jackson says with an uncomfortable smile, placing a hand on his gut. jacksons belly is wide, like a watermelon, but long from his crotch to the bottom of his massive pecs, his shirt is always a bit too small and so it shows a medium sized sliver of skin, that conner couldnt keep his eyes off of. and conner had a sneaking suspicion about that belly...