[allentagerman]

Allen slowly waddled over to the toilet, a little weary about being in there alone, but didn't want to put Verna in an awkward situation. It took him a moment to untie the drawstring on his sweatpants, something that proved to be very difficult with the fact that he wasn't able to see underneath his belly. After lining himself up with the toilet he lowered his pants and underwear to sit. Allen lowered himself slowly using the aid of the countertop next to him for support. Finally getting on the toilet was a huge relief after this whole ordeal. The only problem was, he wasn't going. Allen sat there for a while just to make sure, but there was nothing. He could have sworn he needed to go. He sat for another new minutes before he got up. He only put his underwear back on to avoid having to deal with the drawstring again. Allen looked at himself in the mirror, with his huge belly and intense erection he looked like a Thanksgiving turkey that was was overdone. He walked back out and looked at Verna. "My stomach hurts."