She slept like the moon and stars never moved. The night turned to day again, and the day slowly to the first stars of night before she felt the beginnings of hunger and the need for movement and awareness. During her time asleep, her body had made a rather rounded change. Her belly, once toned and flat, was protruding slightly as if she had inflated a small balloon under her skin. It was stretched tight, aching and even in her sleep, she had rubbed the bump to relieve some of the discomfort.<br/><br/>Black eyes opened to nightfall, and Vivian wasn't that surprised by the bump as most humans would have been. It wasn't odd for their kind to produce egg sacks immediately. The little ones would grow in those sacks until space ran out. Right now the demon spawn would be too tiny, as it wasn't the babies stretching her skin, but the soft folded egg sacks. She rubbed them for a moment, trying to relax the taut skin. There must have been many for her to feel so tight and uncomfortable. Her hips and belly ached worse than a broken bone, or lost tooth.<br/><br/>After muttering to herself about the overcompensation of a certain Dragon for not only knocking her up on go one, but to produce so prolifically in the same go, she moved herself to the restroom and after a quick wash attempted to get dressed. The only problem was that none of her suits would fasten around the bump on her belly. Half her closet was on the floor, and she was sure there was an amused dragon watching from the bed. If the feathers on the back of her neck standing on end were any indication, he was about to do something stupid, or there was hell coming for them in short order.