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As you suspected, after the birth, your hole became loose. The injuries healed, but you had to focus to keep your butthole closed. Your team also has to come up with new uniforms.

“I don’t think a bra will work for me, I’ll just soak through it,” you explain, holding up a new prototype.

“You need to support yourself! You are nearly double our size now! A bra will help keep you from injuring yourself with the weight!” Melody fires back.

“A bikini won’t help all that anymore,” Alice adds, while gesticulating.

“I think jeans and a shirt would be fine,” you counter.

“And our dicks just hang out?” Alice flops her cock on the table. “We are looking for a uniform that will work for everyone,” Alice reminds you.

“What kind of bra, then?” You land your tits on her dick and it pops between them. Milk leaks on her dick and her pre begins getting your cleavage wet. “With how active my mammaries are, I will completely soak through a bra and it will get heavy and slick and fall off.”

“Stretch pants for below, and that’s our uniform,” Melody declares. “Knowing our clients, most shouldn’t take offense.”

“So you are just going to parade me out there, hmm?” You ask. “You know my ass is going to stretch the material transparent.”

“I know. And your bra will get wet and fall off. Certain clients are scheduling extra audits with you. I wonder why?”

You can’t argue that point. Your commission this past week has been the best ever. You shrug.

“They want the next shot at breeding your fat ass, stupid. Ever since you gave birth, there has been no end to the on-premises audit requests. Alice won’t be breeding you this time. One of our lucky clients will!”