Chapter 133: What's in a Name?
Ellie
While she had to admit, she’d never tried carrying a bowling ball around in her shirt before, by the time she was seven months pregnant, Ellie had to imagine that that’s what it felt like lugging the baby around wherever she went. It seemed like she must not have gained as much weight as many of the women in the pack expected her to as many of them made comments about how she still looked lovely and had, “kept her figure,” but Ellie didn’t feel that way. In fact, with every passing day, she felt more like a poofy marshmallow woman than a beautiful Luna who could easily wear high heels and fit into a little black dress.
Not that she had even seen her feet recently to tell what she was wearing on them.