≡ "They're bigger."

You never saw yourself as a mother... since you were a teenager you had been repeating the phrase "I will not have children" to your mother, aunts, cousins and anyone who would tell you something about "In the future, when your childs..." blah blah blah. And here you are, with a beautiful 2-month-old girl, blonde and curly like her father, and the same bright color as your eyes, Kei's favorite.

And of course, the whole process was... difficult, with a lot of changes that you already knew were coming. The sudden weight gain and loss, cravings, emotional changes, pains that you didn't wish on anyone, and of course, the increase in breast size. You assumed that all these bodily changes were for your little girl's comfort. Your boyfriend was present throughout this entire process and loved and supported you in each of those changes, noticing each one of them and feeling happy that you gave him the beautiful opportunity to be a father.

But... Obviously, he couldn't help but think about how big your tits are, I mean, the change was like wow, they went from miniature to gigantic, NO. But the difference is noticeable, and obviously he knew that this was so he could feed his daughter, but... he couldn't get over that need, that urge to have to touch them...