She's blissfully mind-aware

For a moment, Millia wanted to scream as she laid eyes to her expanded belly. It pulsated a light blue. The skin on the upper right part of her tummy portruded upward, as if something from inside kicked.

Right as she was about to shriek in panic, Millia felt a sudden calm wash over her. Like she was being fed her favorite drink. "Huh, wonder why I suddenly felt so stressed," She muttered, "So weird. Well, time to start the day!"

The cowgirl jumped off her bed; her slime-filled stomach jiggled upward unnaturally while her expanded breasts stayed unmoving, like an invisible bra kept them tightly together.

Slipping on her slippers, Millia headed to her dimensional bag, taking out her toothbrush and paste. Then, the cowgirl headed straight to the washroom, where she passed by a slightly drowsy Sheila.

"Wait wa-" Sheila was shocked, and a part of Millia wanted to stay and figure out why, but she felt a powerful urge to continue to the washroom, leaving her surprised teammate in the dust.

When she reached the washroom, Millia uncapped the toothpaste and spread it on her toothbrush. Right before she leaned toward the sink, her stomach started to grumble as something started to poke out of her glowing stomach in all directions. It looked extremely painful but Millia giggled.

It felt like a thousand caterpillars were tickling her inside her stomach. Her free hand caressed her bulging navel, not at all aware of just how strange her situation was.

"We're going to have babies soon," her mouth moved with an alien voice, and for a moment, Millia appears startled, but that same wave of calmness from before stills her and Millia continues to brush her teeth as if nothing happened.

After tending to her morning needs, she headed to the first floor in her casual garb. Every adventurer that passed by her gawked as their eyes widened to the size of saucers. Millia's pregnant-like stomach was on full-display.

"I wonder why everyone's staring at me like that. Do I stink?"

Right as she stood in line in the cafeteria section of the guild, a familiar-looking Arachnia popped right behind her. "How are you feeling, Millia?"

"Oh! Good morning Desiree. I'm feeling just fine, see, I developed even more muscle!" She slapped her balloon tummy, completely convinced she gained some muscle.

"Ah yes," Desiree bobbed her head in thought, "By the way," she placed a hand on Millia's stomach, caressing it, "Lady Ahava wishes to see you in about an hour."

Millia's eyes suddenly become dull and empty. The cowgirl's previous cheerful demeanor completely vanished, and an alien smile crosses her lips, "Mother, huh. I guess I'll have to go see her." A completely different voice from Millia's, not unlike Freya's echoed out of the cowgirl's throat. "Should I take my mate like this to her?"

"I would recommend you think twice before deciding."

"Hmmmmmm."