Once upon a time there was a mostly all-bellied pregnant lady.
One day the mostly all-bellied pregnant lady had two babies.
Her belly fat held an emergency meeting.
"Remember what happened last time????" they cried.
"We were nearly all driven to extinction! Well, not this time!!!!"
"The majority of you will remain here and build fortresses and walls and whatever it takes to hold firm (ahem, perhaps firm is the wrong choice of word). And stand your ground!"
"The rest of you.... RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!!!!!"
So they ran. To her butt. And her hips. Some formed crevices in her back and took shelter. Others ran north to her upper arms and her face. Some went to her boobs (but the little A-cups didn't mind that so much).
And they would not surrender.
So the once mostly all-bellied pregnant lady was left wondering what the heck happened, why it looked like someone took a frying pan to her belly and went splat!!! And suddenly it was everywhere.
She was ticked.