"Hah!" Lyra said, proud of her accomplishment. "There you go, nice and snug!" She sat on her butt and hugged her distended gut lovingly with both of her front hooves. She "Mmmmm"ed at the feeling of the internal belly rub the pegasus inside was giving her. Her stomach made the occasional loud groan in protest of the bulk it was being forced to accept. Lyra released another proud belch.<br/><br/>She turned to Estee, finally able to answer him. "I'd love to, but what do we do about her?" She pats her belly, obviously meaning Morning Dew.