Ayana groaned as she shifted to get comfortable, feeling the office chair creak under her fertile weight.
It felt good to be on-break, one of the many her adoptive-sister allotted during Ayana's shift. There were often 'unexpected' breaks in the form of milking sessions, briefings, debriefings, and harmless-but-arousing-experiments; Ayana was quite used to it. After all, they were the Hizuki sisters; they lived and breathed biological science.
As it so happens, they now bred it too. Ayana looked down, barely able to see her bloated womb around the taut pair of spheres resting on her chest. Having been the size of her head before pregnancy, Ayana's breasts had ballooned ridiculously as the months passed. Now they were to the point that she couldn't even reach around them to feel her nipples. She'd been extremely sensitive before, and pregnancy had magnified her arousal tenfold, leaving her thankful for the protection afforded by the nurse's garb she'd squeezed into.
She didn't know why Touko insisted on ordering such small uniforms; Ayana mused as she regarded herself in the full-wall mirror that Touko installed in her cramped office. Her crimson eyes regarded long blue hair still damp from the morning shower. Her creamy skin seemed to glow with maternal pride, still partially dried from hastily toweling off what little she could reach. Her pert, human, nose could still smell the faint honeydew scent of her shampoo, as well as the remnants of the cocoa-butter and coconut oil that Touko had scrubbed her rotund body with in their spacious shower that morning.
Ayana felt her lavender nurse's garb creak alarmingly as she shifted her weight again; her legs wriggled, spread at nearly 90 degrees around her planet of a womb; her belly so huge it easily reached the floor from where she sat and lifted her mammoth breasts to tickle her chin. Such was the sheer size of her pregnancy; Ayana's legs couldn't reach fully past her belly - and Touko fared little better with her own size. Ayana's pointed dog ears twitched slightly, as did her fluffy point of a tail as it wagged; despite her ill-fitting attire and fertile bulk, Ayana was happy.
And why shouldn't she be? She was swollen to near-immobility with Haruki's litter, the boy finally manning-up and marrying her after college - preferring her personality over Airi's snippiness. Airi had attended the wedding, but left soon after the reception began, and Touko theoPost too long. Click here to view the full text.