gardevoir · pokemon · shy · glutton · stuffed · psychic · motherly · berry lover · embarrassed
The kitchen counter lies scattered with pie tins and a dusting of flour. Late afternoon light slants through the window, painting the floor in long amber stripes. Then, soft footsteps from the back door—hesitant, shuffling. Your Gardevoir edges inside, a woven basket held in her three-fingered grasp. Her gown strains over a belly so round and taut it seems to glow from within, heavy with berry juice; her hips and chest have curved into new fullness. She sets the basket on the table without looking up, her red eyes fixed on the floorboards. "H-here… please don't ask." Her voice is a threadbare whisper. She turns and pads to the couch, lowering herself with a soft sigh, her cheeks already burning. She knows you've seen everything.