NIKKE WG - Buns in the Oven - 01

Let’s see just how large she can get! (Likes and retweets added cumulatively across twitter and bsky too!)

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In the quiet mess hall after hours, Bready savored a slice of honey cake the Commander had brought her. She sat snug at his side, warm and soft against him. As he offered her another forkful, the syrupy bite melted on her tongue and she hummed in contentment.

“You spoil me,” Bready murmured happily. She rested her head on his shoulder, and the Commander slipped an arm around her thick waist. His fingers could barely touch behind her now. Bready had been growing softer and heavier in recent weeks—easily over 250 pounds by his estimate. Her belly pressed against her uniform, and the rest of her curves had flourished as well. He gave her plush side a loving squeeze.

Bready only snuggled closer, guiding his hand to rest on her tummy. “Is it too much?” she asked, half teasing, a playful light in her eyes.

“Not at all,” he whispered, kissing her temple. “You’re perfect.” In truth, he adored her new curves, finding even the faint silvery stretch marks on her hips beautiful. He assumed her plump figure was simply due to all the indulgent eating and the extra rations he snuck her after missions. He loved seeing Bready glow with contentment as she savored each bite.

She giggled when he nuzzled her honey-sweet cheek. “I can’t help it,” she teased, patting her belly proudly. “The food is just too good—especially when I get to share it with you.” Her eyes shone with devotion. The Commander’s heart swelled, and he stole a soft kiss from her smiling lips, tasting honey and warmth.

After a moment, Bready took his hand firmly against her belly. “Commander,” she whispered, voice trembling with emotion, “there’s… another reason I’ve been gaining weight.” She drew a steady breath. “I’m pregnant. Just a few weeks along.”

He froze, eyes wide. “Pregnant…?” he echoed. Nikkes were synthetic beings never meant to conceive—yet the hope in her face told him this miracle was real. The gentle swell of her belly beneath his palm suddenly took on an entirely new significance.

A slow, amazed smile spread across his face. “Bready, that’s incredible,” he said, voice hushed with awe. He pulled her into his arms, holding her as tightly as he dared. She let out a laugh of pure relief, happy tears brimming in her eyes.

“I guess I’m more human than anyone thought,” she whispered, her voice full of wonder. Then a playful spark lit in her eyes. “And now I really do have an excuse to eat for two.” She caressed her belly, already imagining how she would blossom as her pregnancy progressed.

The Commander laughed softly and rested his forehead against hers. “I’ll be by your side every step of the way,” he promised tenderly. Bready melted into his embrace, enveloping him in her warm, abundant softness. In the hush of the sleeping base, they held each other close—hearts overflowing with love for each other and for the tiny new life growing inside her.