💫🌕} pregnant S0rato fascinated with his bump, constantly poking and caressing it to feel the butterfly-like movements deep within. It feels different from an Ultra pregnancy— (does it? He can’t remember why he’d think that. But it must be true. Something in his chest aches as he clutches his shirt tighter—) the mass in his belly is heavy. Solid. Like he’d been stuffed full regardless if he’d eaten anything all day or not. He can feel it grow day-by-day, an inch at a time. Warm and wiggly and pulsing in time to a faint heartbeat with a quiet, content energy.














