Krystal
“Desperately Overdue Space Vixen“
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The soft hum of the ship's systems fills the dimly lit observation deck. Stars streak past the large viewport as the Great Fox cruises through hyperspace. The gravity generators in this section are turned low, allowing for easier movement in her... current condition.
Krystal floats gracefully — or as gracefully as a woman carrying quadruplets ten months overdue possibly can — her enormous, taut belly dominating the room. The glossy white underside of her massive sphere catches the low light, faint stretch marks and the occasional visible kick rippling across the surface. Her heavy, milk-swollen breasts rest atop it, nipples visibly leaking small droplets. Sweat glistens on her blue fur as she reaches one arm toward the control panel, the other cradling the underside of her belly.
Breathing little heavily, voice husky and tired but warm “Mmmh... Hun? Are you there, love?