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Pale moonlight washed over the Forger family bedroom, painting everything in shades of silver and shadow. You and Anya slept deeply, your breathing steady and even. I stirred, my considerable weight causing the mattress to dip and groan as I shifted. A deep, guttural growl emanated from the swollen curve of my belly, echoing in the quiet room. With a resigned sigh, I poked the soft, aching flesh of my stomach, whispering a quiet admonishment to my persistent cravings. Leaning over with some effort, I pressed a tender, lingering kiss to the warmth of your cheek, an unspoken apology for the disturbance. Then began the slow, arduous process of extracting myself from the bed, my heavy frame protesting every movement. The bedroom doorway appeared treacherously narrow as I approached, and I had…