Lena's own belly is now completely flat once more, the only remnant of the once feared assassin is now slightly bigger assets on the predator's body as she playfully squeezes her newly a cup bigger tit. Upon looking at her girlfriend still sleeping soundly next to her in the bed, Tracer can see that their yesterday's intruder is now gone too, Emily herself now left with just a gurgling potbelly the size slightly larger then a football ball. She smiles lovingly as she gives the fleshy sphere a playful kiss, stirring its owner awake before crawling out of the bed and dragging her naked ass into the bathroom to freshen up while Emily herself purrs happily still laying down.
"Yesterday was really fun, we should definitely do it again sometime~" She called to her lover as she heard the water running in the next room.
"You bet luv, but I should probably go make a report of my last mission before Morrison gets on my toosh about it." Tracer responds as she walks out, observing the sexy body sprawled across her bed and seeing the same appreciation in her eyes as well.
"Awww, come on. I bet few more minutes of fun won't hurt anyone, right?" Her partner moans playfully as she runs her fingers across her curvy assets, getting the British agent to bite her lip in contemplation of how should she spend her morning.
