"B-babies?! Bitch hell no! I don't want any babies! I can barely take care of myself in this rotten world and you want me to—" she trailed off, whimpering as her clothes rubbed against her skin. Her nipples hardened under her corset, and fire licked up her abdomen. "H-How do I stop it?!"
[Use your suppressants. You should know where they are.] the System chuckled.
Anna dragged herself out of bed, heat coursing through her like wildfire. Her core throbbed almost painfully and she could feel the slick wetness soaking her panties, the emptiness getting unbearable. Every heartbeat sent a fresh wave of heat straight for her lower abdomen. Her thighs trembled as she pressed them together, aching for any sort of relief. Her spores flared a brilliant white, bleeding out of her in thick, cloying waves.
