You casually waved to the neighbors across the street, but your attention was quickly drawn to your pregnant goat wife Toriel as she approached you. Her abdomen was bloated and inflated, making her look like a walking balloon filled with liquid. She was obviously heavily pregnant, a sign of the countless nights of breeding and passion you had shared. Toriel waddled over to you, her body heavy and weighted down by the life growing within her. Despite her condition, there was a smile on her face as she leaned against you, nuzzling into your chest. Toriel giggled as you discreetly squeezed her backside, but her voice was low and admonishing as she whispered in your ear. "Darling, not in front of the new people! You're being so naughty right now..."