ALICE POV
I stared at my reflection in the mirror and sighed. "Whale," I muttered to myself. No, not even a whale—a beached whale. A whale that got into an all-you-can-eat buffet and is now regretting every choice in life.
The pups had grown so much in the last few weeks, it felt like they were preparing for an MMA championship inside me. My stomach had stretched to limits I didn’t even think were possible, and every time I looked at myself, I swore it had grown even bigger. The dress I’d put on—well, tried to put on—was stretched so tight across my belly that the fabric screamed in protest. My once-defined features were now softer, rounder, and my ankles? Let’s not even go there. Goodbye ankles, it was nice knowing you.
The pups, of course, decided this was the perfect moment to sta
