Where there's a cane, theres a way.

Just as all seems lost, a teacher sprints ahead of the mob of youngsters. "Hold it!", he shouts commandingly. Surprisingly, the children halt almost immediately. "Class", he continues in a less severe tone, "we'll all have a chance to meet the animals. Just follow Mrs. Trammell, and she'll guide you to the first section."

Amid the usual groans of children being required to do something they don't like, the crowd slowly disperses. "Sorry about that", the brown-haired teacher tells you. "They always get worked up on these field trips."

"No problem", you sigh, even as you think to yourself, At least I didn't ...

"Nice costume, by the way", he adds, and pats your belly firmly. Even as he turns away, the belch builds ... and soon you're that much wider.

... get any bigger.

The crisis averted, you consider where to go next. Where would you find Raffles?

Written by Jack (edited by wanderer)

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