"Oh, brilliant, now he thinks he's pregnant?" Eric mumbled to himself, getting squeezed by Umi's tightening stomach and squeezing. He was about the size of a small football now, and still growing. "Umi, will you cut that out and let me out of here?!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, which would probably be muffled and silenced by Umi's stomach, but at this point, he pretty much had nothing better to do. "Umi!!!!"