Natasha found one of the few outfits she could wear. Though it was a little flamboyant for her usual taste. It was a fairly shapeless white dress, but when she added the leather corset, it gave her shoulders a little relief.
In fact, as she admired herself in the full length mirror, she couldn't help but enjoy how well she now filled the dress.
Nerves overcame Natasha as she enjoyed her reflection. She was eye-catching and traffic-stopping. Shifting her hips she felt the shift and roll, bounce through her body. A hidden rump also benefiting from the extra mass. But, it was her cleavage that felt alive, still so firm, and gorgeous. She looked at the bottle of water in her hands. Just a little more couldn't do more than help.
One last glance to her mirror-self, she winked and tilted her head backwards. Only lowering her head, as the last of the water trickled from the bottle into her mouth, and from there deep inside her.
As Natasha enjoyed the new view, she knew this was it. As far as she could take things.
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