“There’s a story alright,” the blonde, spiky-haired woman replied and propped the elbow of her fully tattooed arm against the counter to her left, although the effort looked more like it was to hug her breast than to rest her chin in her palm. While her massive bust was mostly protected by a cropped, black shirt tied in the middle, the fully exposed cleavage and the underboobs still made it look like the most naked part of her body, as it was completely clear of ink.<br/><br/>“The bottom line is… it’s just a silly curse,” she added, and winked, “Though I’d much prefer it was ‘happily ever after’.”<br/><br/>There was a joyful smile on the woman’s face, as if she was genuinely delighted to meet the dwarf, but with a more careful observation, it was perhaps a bit<i>too</i>genuine to be merely the delight of meeting someone. The palm of the woman’s right hand slowly brushed the smooth, tattooed skin of the belly from side to front while her eyes fixated on the dwarf’s face.<br/><br/>“You can touch it if you like,” the human said with slightly narrowed eyes and idly circled the belly button with a bent finger, barely touching the skin with its long, wine-red nail. Even to the touch, she showed all signs of pregnancy, although there was no movement inside and the belly did perhaps feel a tiny bit softer than it should.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>