It was reaching noon.  Prima usually would cleanse her body earlier in the day, but her curretn state leaves her to exert more engerty for simpler tasks.  This did not bother the Mew as she's been used to this state for quite a while now.  Not only referring to how far she is in carrying the life growing inside her, but this is far from the first time she's been pregant even.   Knowing Prima's tendancy for cardinal pleasure, this will certainly not be the last.  She appreciates the relief the water can provide when her roundered abdomen is submerged.  Alias she concludes her time in by the waterfall.  as she rose, She felt a tingle in her swollen breasts.  Even when she isn't pregnant, her mammeries are quite large.  Nevertheless, she felt a surge running to her nipples.  Prima reached for her aching tips, and rubbed her thumbs and index fingers around them.  This sensation gave the gravid Mew a sensational pleasure as she lactated.  The breast milk diluding in the water as it drips over her glowing figure.  It wasn't until she felt a sharp kick from her stomatch that caused her to pause.  She tilted her gaze to her own belly.  "Please my children.  Not so rough."  She took her time exiting the waters, shaking what she could dry.  "I know you're eager to come into this beautiful world, but you must be patient.'  As she dressed herself she would continued.  "And I know your brothers and sisters will be ever so delighted to see you as well.'  Prima, now properlly modest, or as modest as her frame would allow., waddled off back to her settlement.  Cooing to herself.  "The gift of life is what I give to you,and my gift to the world is you.  I hope you and the life you may one day bring will prosper in peace."

My preg fetish was kicking into high gear when drawing this character and writing this.  

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