Alpha's Hated Mate
I've been finding the tiniest excuse to cry over my misfortunes lately and once I start, there's no stopping.
Wiping my face free of tears, I feel something shift in my stomach, it's subtle but I feel it, this isn't the first time I've felt it. I wonder if the feel of a stomach bug is similar to that of a...
My thoughts halt, panic setting in as I shoot off my dresser, my feet running to the bigger mirror by my wardrobe. My hands grip the hem of my shirt, pulling it up instantly to reveal my exposed chest.
Studying myself, note two important things, one, my tits are not only firmer but bigger, not to mention sensitive when I run a hand over my left one, and two, I'm bloated.
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