The heft of it lent a short burst of grins across her face. Something about it becoming so familiar and so close to her seemed to always draw a smirk from her now and then. That, and well, she was starting to like how warm it made her feel all the time. Mulling about it would have to wait. She was already starting to feel hungry, and the low growl it tended to make would scare the smaller animals that she took care of.
She positioned her legs and began to move. Learning rather early on that it was better to PULL her rear end towards the cusp of the bed instead of pushing her rather cumbersome girth over the side and trying to catch its weight. A few short breaths racing through her nostils as she tried not to shudder, a warm flutter racing through her skin as her soft sheets dragged against her wide underbelly that was sliding across her mattress. Eventually her hooves clacked against the floor as she stood, slightly free of her weight as she opened her mouth into a yawn. Slowly groaning as she arched her back to give it and her wings a good stretch. Her womb tugging on her senses as she hefted it up slowly. Then gently letting it fall the few inches it hovered in the air back to the bed. The entire frame shuddering as her weight bounced atop the cushion for a moment before it settled. Slowly pressing its weight into the bed as she felt the cushions molding around her womb and cupping it. The padding wrinkled around the impact point while it sunk into her bed.
Cuh-cuh-creeeak
Fluttershy’s second yawn was interrupted as she heard the noise. That was new. At least, the newest thing as it were. It wasn’t a terribly loud or awful sound, but well… were she fat that might be a sign to go on a diet. As it was however, she just gently stroked her womb, and looked toward the bed.
“J-just a few more months…”