Kasey lowered herself awkwardly onto her yoga mat. It was noticeably harder than even a month ago. The mirror stared back at her accusingly as she arranged her self, legs spreading wide. Her breasts felt almost foreign, heavier than she knew what to do with, the nipples so sensitive even the fabric of her top had been too much this morning.
This was not the body of the girl who had attended that party. Her stomach heavy, large, sticking out so far. She looked… looked… ripe. Picking up her phone she adjusted her position a little, flush spreading up her chest over her pale skin. Better give the pervs what they want. Spread wide, like a slut.
The click of the electronic shutter was the only sound as she took the first picture and posted it. Her nipples, rock hard, reacting to the slightest touch, even just the cool air. Her hand slid between her legs, her pussy already wet, embarrassingly so, before she’d even touched herself. Pregnancy had done that, turned the volume up on her already high sex drive. Her fingers caressed her slick pussy lips, dragging a soft moan from her throat. Ding. The first notification sounded. People, strangers maybe, were looking at her already. Ding. Again, she felt each one low and deep. She pressed a finger inside herself and almost forgot to take the picture. Everyone looking at the slut…
