Send “Blush” for your muse to walk on my muse undressing.
After their most recent adventure, her clothes were soaked in mud. It had been fun at the time but now came the task of getting back to her room and changing. Being four months pregnant with an alien baby, made everything she did slower to her annoyance.
Claire had gotten her dress pulled over head when she turned to look at herself in the mirror. One hand resting on the small bump. she tilted her head when she thought she heard someone whispering and her eyes caught Theta’s in the mirror.
“Do you want to come feel?”