You stayed seated as you digest the secretary happily. She squirmed as she felt the burn, but she knew it was too late. Soon, you felt your stomach soften, and you sigh in pleasure.

A squirming down below reminds you of a certain nurse. You look down and see that your womb is smaller, too. Seems like the nurse is adapting to her new home.

You stand up as you consider what to do. After all, you have a child to feed now, too.