Forty years. She was now really forty years old. Vanessa Walker could hardly believe it even though she was looking at the calendar with the date shown plain as day. Her disbelief might have something to do with how it looked as if she hadn’t aged a day since her twentieth birthday. She suspected most women went through similar doubt ever since the Day of the Queen as it came to be called. That day fell almost twenty years ago where every man and boy inexplicably became female, and it seemed to also grant incredible longevity to every female. Only a week later came what was now known as the Fest of Fertility where some force made every female of child-bearing age pregnant.
She had changed as well. Turning to the mirror, she looked at herself . She had to back up to take her full size. That was taking some getting used to as well.
She used to be such a little twig, tall for sure, but with very little meat to body. The addition of a pregnancy far above the average for this new world pushed her body to its limits. And then came the hormones and cravings. She ate any free moment she had. Her stomach bulged out far beyond her reach, a free hand resting atop the bloated surface. Fat continued to pile on her body, stretching her skin and putting a strain on her body. Scientific advancements had come that helped with creams, pills, and liquids that allowed her to remain as healthy as she could be, but there were limits to what they could do. Her skin often creaked from the immense strain she was placing on it, and her back ached from carrying the load hanging from her front side.
She wouldn’t have traded any of it away too. She loved what had happened to her body, and that many other women were going through the same if not even more so. She got more than a little wet thinking of how big Anorei Collins aka Lexxxi Luxe had become since those wonderful days years ago.
She shook her head. Now wasn’t the time to be getting all hot and bothered. She had to go to work after all. With a sigh, she waddled through her room, stripping off night clothes that were reaching their limits already. Then she slipped into bathroom to get cleaned up.
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