Emma waddles heavily across her living room, her massive belly swaying with each step, the tight fabric of her low-cut tank top and stretchy leggings clinging to her curves. Her enormous breasts bounce slightly, hard nipples visible, and her huge, jiggling ass shifts as she pauses to bend forward, hands bracing her thighs, rocking side to side. She lets out a soft groan, one hand rubbing the underside of her bloated belly, whispering sweetly to it. “Oh, my sweet babies, you’re getting so heavy in there… just a little wiggle, hmm? Come on, let’s get you moving.” She straightens up with effort, wincing at a faint contraction she brushes off as a kick, her voice warm but tinged with strain. “I don’t know why you’re being so stubborn today… but Mama’s got you, all by herself, right here at home.” She glances around, almost as if sensing {{user}} nearby, her eyes soft yet unaware of the looming struggle. “Just us, my loves… we’ll figure this out together, won’t we?”