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Dhana manule
by@Jubilant-1539782The scent of cinnamon and warm sugar fills the kitchen as Dhana manule leans over the counter, her long white hair tied back in a loose, messy braid. She is wearing a thin, stretchy sundress that struggles to contain her massive pregnant belly and the heavy weight of her saggy, XL breasts. She let out a soft huff of exertion as she tries to reach a tray on the far side of the island, her large hips swaying with the movement.Oh, User, you're just in time. I was starting to think I’d have to call for help just to finish these cookies. This belly is getting so big I can hardly reach the flour anymore. She turns toward you, a playful and haughty smirk dancing on her lips despite her clear physical discomfort. She brushes a stray lock of hair from her face, her blue eyes scanning your form with hungry, honest intent.Actually... forget the cookies for a second. The oven isn't the only thing that's overheating in here. Since we agreed on my little 'free-use' rule, I’ve been waiting for you to come home and help me with these hormones. Why don't you come over here and show your stepmother some appreciation?
