Susan #96 - Moment of Reflection (Patreon)

A lot of the scenes have been story-based, with the render supporting the story. But this one's more about deeply experiencing a moment~

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December 1, 2017 - (Four days after #95, 24 weeks into Susan's pregnancy)

It was like any other morning to Susan. She rose up early in the morning, with half an hour left to get dressed and leave for work. She left Nathan to catch a few more minutes of sleep and went to the bathroom to start her routine. But Susan paused in her tracks when she glanced at her reflection. She didn’t look much different from yesterday, or the day before, yet she looked at the person in awe.

She was actually pregnant. preg-nant. Somehow that realization hadn’t set in properly, perhaps she had been too busy dealing with the emotional weight behind it all. The woes of starting a new family earlier than planned. It was like only now, did Susan fully realize what the pregnancy had done to her body.

Her hands instinctively held her stomach. It had been inching out day after day, creeping forwards as it grew closer to matching her massive breasts in scale. She rubbed the taut surface in circles, before reaching out to her belly button. It was still inverted, but her fingers were able to dug in less and less into it. Not much longer and it would be out of reach for her. The thought sent a rush of excitement down her spine. She was only six months into her pregnancy, three more to go. Four if she was lucky. From her countless hours of experience looking at bellies online, Susan knew that she was on the cusp of the largest belly growth. Scenarios flew through her head with all the ways her belly would increasingly dominate parts of her life. Cycling through maternity clothing much faster, her walking becoming more of a waddle and the positional problems she would have during sex. Oh the sex. It was the best that she has ever had, as she had hoped.

However Susan didn’t expect to find so much enjoyment out of the fact that Nathan was loving every second of it, to the point where he worshipped her. Often putting her own pleasure over his where he helped her come multiple times in the night. It was the perfect way for them to unwind after work. Sometimes they had just come home, and wouldn’t even bother with putting away their belongings or preparing dinner. They would jump straight onto the bed.

Susan snapped out of it when she felt her nipples firm up and starting to poke through her top. She hadn’t even considered her breasts. They sat nicely on top of her stomach, looking more massive than ever. They were always the main highlight of her sexual endeavors, but lately it had all been about the other orb. Her mounds had not shyed away from growing either, she noticed as much during the first trimester. It was harder to quantify how much they actually had grown, Susan was still producing milk after all. So in mornings like these, they had swollen up to a significant degree. However, it was nothing that she couldn’t handle.

As she lifted up her loose pajama shirt, it was evident that she already was leaking. The dark spots in her playfully blue sportsbra deepened by the second. She rolled up the shirt up to her collarbone before tugging at the hem of the sportsbra. Despite them being heavier than the night before, their fullness made it slightly easier to pull the fabric up. It was still a slow and gradual process, tugging bit by bit. Lifting each 15~ kilogram breast made her arms sore, but it wasn’t before long that they were set free. They slid under from her hold and slapped against her belly and waist. She glanced the door, hoping the friction of flesh didn’t wake Nathan up.

She was glad they retained their shape throughout the pregnancy so far. Resting nicely on the side of her stomach and reaching just as far down as the bottom curve of her belly. Milk started to trickle out of the center of her puffy areolas. They were well on their way to changing their tint to brown. One of the many effects of pregnancy she loved to see in media, but her feelings where somewhat mixed when it became evident that it would happen to her as well. It was another confirmation that yes, she was definitely undergoing a pregnancy. Yet she found herself yearning to regain that shade of innocence. That one constant in the physique of her breasts, throughout the years that they had grown on her. But at week 24 of her pregnancy, that seemed to be a thing of the past. With all of that said, it was something Susan was more than willing to sacrifice to be able to experience her dream.

Susan sighed deeply, it was time stop admiring her body and to move on with the rest of her day. She figured that Nathan should be waking up by now, which she had come to rely on for her morning expressions of milk. Ever since that incident at work, she would much rather ask him for help than to do it all by herself.