Lion Head Mesa 鳥 tori-darake no hara

The days had flown by. She was growing thick at the belly to the point now that, should anyone see her in profile, it would be obvious.
That morning Satsu had woken to her bed being damp and she felt the heat of embarrassment; when she moved to clean herself, expecting some foul smell, she did not know what it was that soaked her. It was something expressed from her belly and it lacked a smell - but this sent her in to a flurry of concern and panic, so she called for @Tavina promptly.
Immediately after that, as she felt exposed suddenly, she carefully positioned herself so that the bedfurs were collected around her middle as if to shelter the secret of her changing figure, despite knowing that the servant was one of the trusted few who already knew.