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  <title>Comments on 'Bad Girls Really Put Away Their Dinner'</title>
  <subtitle>Emma looked down at her flat abdomen. &amp;quot;But&#8230;why isn't my tummy bulging?&amp;quot;

The Joeldemon snorted. &amp;quot;You're a demon, toots. Bigger on the inside. As big as you wanna be, in fact. You could gulp down all of this party and it wouldn't show one bit.&amp;quot;

A loud giggle emanated from the region of Emma's tummy as Julie tickled Chet. Emma rolled her eyes. &amp;quot;If I _don't_ digest them, am I gonna have to put up with this all the time?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Think about your insides, and you'll work it out.&amp;quot; The demon chuckled. &amp;quot;I can't tell you _everything._&amp;quot;

Emma closed her eyes and concentrated on her tummy. She could actually kind of _see_ Chet and Julie in there, if she thought hard enough. She imagined herself shoving the two of them down into a pocket in the darkness, willing them to go to sleep. 

It seemed to work; they were no longer on her stomach, but she could still feel where they were tucked away. &amp;quot;Wow&#8230;&amp;quot; Emma said. &amp;quot;That was amazing.&amp;quot; She got to her feet. &amp;quot;I think I wanna do it again.&amp;quot;

The demon waved to the door. &amp;quot;Be my guest.&amp;quot;</subtitle>
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