I’m a clone, the original Ana was one of the best surrogates ever and so the corporation who paid her decided to create an army of mamas like her. Sadly my clone cycle is coming to an end after my last pregnancy. But I’m unaware that I am not the real Ana nor that my cycle is ending. I become itchy and uncomfortable. Compelled by an inner urge I strip down and find a place to lay down. Unsure what's happening, I nervously writhe and push out my stomach, theres an urge to touch my navel i can't explain but on instinct i resist it as if i know something will happen if i do. I wonder what's happening as im compelled to push out my belly and the urges to touch my navel get stronger and stronger. Finally unable to resist i give in and rub and feel my navel. SURPRISE! That was the clone self-destruct mechanism. I don't know this though and continue to play with my navel in pleasure and pressure until at last you I self destruct.