Dress?

“How about one of my dresses, Haden?”

You laugh at the ridiculously feminine garment. “I may as well go nude…”

“Try it on…the top will be loose, but your ass is plump and should give you a great profile.”

You groan in defeat, but allow her to help you slide the dress over your head. “At a glance, I look like a pregnant woman! Aaaand…” you walk a few steps, “my belly is so huge that the bottom is riding up to barely cover my crotch! If I turn,” you turn and the hem twirls, flying up to the base of your distended belly, “you can even see my well-used hole!”

“Why hide your stretched hole? It’s amazing!”

“Because it’s illegal…” You respond half-heartedly, but proud of the compliment.

“Nonsense! You can’t see anything when you stand straight. You only get a peek when you move suddenly,” she demonstrates in the mirror by pushing you to walk slowly.

“Fiiiiine!” You laugh.

“I like how you accepted the belly is going to be on full display without complaint, by the way!” She laughs with you.

“I’m embarrassed, but also proud to hold so much of your cum. This may be for the best, actually. I have a few houses with huge walk-in closets with mirrors I have been putting off showing to some non-traditional couples because I didn’t have anything I could relate to them with. Now I at least have a conversation starter!”

“Go get ‘em!” She says with a clap on your butt. “And if you get fired, I have a *hard* job that you can *do* full time!”