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"Ohhh... i think i *hiccup!* ate too much.... Mr. Stick groaned as he leaned back in the chair. Mr. Stick isn't usually the one to overstuff himself with food, but the food was so good, too good even. He unbuttons the bottom half of his suit, letting the rest of his belly flow on top of his lap. "That's better....*urp!*" Burton giggled a little. "Excuse you." Burton said as Mr. Stick blushed, he had an idea but was a little embarrassed to say it. He wanted belly rubs because his stomach felt so tight after stuffing himself. Why was he acting like this? He's usually a jerk who loves money but something about being around Burton just softens him up, especially in this state. "C-can you r-rub my belly?" Mr. Stick asked shyly. Burton nodded and places his hands on Mr. Stick's overstuffed tummy then moved it in small circles. Mr. Stick blushed hard and covered his face in embarrassment. "Is everything alright, Mr. Stiff?" "Y-yeah. I'm alright...."