Gloria was nearing the end of both of her journeys. Both the road ahead and the time to birth were both rapidly coming to an end. Her guts and bosom spilled out of her clothing , struggling to contain her growing body. Gloria's chest area was feeling very tight and uncomfortable. Her stomach growing huge and round was something she was used to, but her boobs was another story.


Normally she wears something that exposes her biggest asset in both the literal and figurative sense, bare belly rocking the baby bump, not having to worry about covering it up. Even in the wasteland people will give you looks if you decide to bare your mammalian orbs.


She always experienced some sort of growth all around her body, it was inevitable, but this time around was a little extreme. Gloria quickly waddled her way into an abandoned building, looking for a place to rest her feet, and sooth her engorged tits.


She sat heavily on a old bench feeling the large weight of her gravid belly sitting heavily on her lap. Her gut lifted uncomfortably into her chest, leaving less room for her lungs to breath. Having had enough of the tightness in her chest. Gloria decides to removes her garments , if just for a little while.


The old ruined building seemed safe enough, so the old mother began to remove her red leather bralette. After unhooking each hook, she could feel a small sense of relief in her lungs. After the last one was off, she finally felt the sweet sweet release of the tightness around her chest.


Her boobs came spilling out, straight onto the top of her stomach, like water balloons onto a countertop. The sudden release of her assets literally threw her off balance, causing her to stagger forward in surprise.


"Whoa mama." She said to herself.


Looking down at her enlarged body she saw three brown fleshy orbs of meat connected to her torso. The two "smaller" ones did not really fit in her hands. The humongous one underneath jutted out far in front of her, extending far beyond her reach, belly button no where to be seen.


Spotting a relatively intact mirror, Gloria decided to waddle over to get a good look at herself. It had been quite awhile since she had seen her own reflection, mirrors tend to be a rarity in the nuclear post apocalypse.


Her belly was massive, hanging heavily from her midsection and resting atop her child bearing hips. It appeared as of she was carrying a toddler or two inside her womb. It wasn't the biggest she had ever gotten, but it was pretty damn close. She slid her hand from the top of her enlarged guts down to the side, in a soothing rubbing motion, ending it with a nice slap to her side, like hitting a tightened drum.


"This, I'm used to, but these girls?"


Gloria diverted her attention form her baby maker, to her baby feeders. She lifted her breasts off of her stomach and into her arms , giving some much required relief to the top of her womb. Her bountiful boobs felt heavy and full in her arms, the fat wrapping slightly around her hand and arm. They were full of milk and sore from the long road behind her.


"How the hell am I supposed to get anywhere with these huge things? At this rate I'll, end up looking like a brahmin with these udders..."





Finally I posted something. Like always took me forever just because I didn't feel like drawing for like multiple weeks at a time, and then I finally get fed up and just want the drawing out of here. At least it's out now. I just now realized that it's been over a year since I posted anything related to Gloria, and that's a damn shame cause love this OC. It's probably cause I have a bunch of WIP with her, but obviously that doesn't matter if they never get finished and posted. Anyways hope you like the drawing and story.

Enjoy!

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