As Toriel watched Mika's body change before her eyes, she felt a strange mixture of pride and possessiveness wash over her. It seemed that not even the brief respite between pregnancies could spare them from the cycle they had fallen into. But then, she thought with a small smile, perhaps it was better this way. After all, what was the point of having a breeding slut if one didn't make full use of her?

Toriel grinned in anticipation as she watched Mika's pregnant belly grow larger with each passing day. The thought of claiming that sweet, fertile flesh for her own filled her with a mix of lust and possessiveness. There would be no rest for either of them now; not until Toriel had taken everything Mika had to offer...and then some.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she collapsed forward onto your back, her weight pinning you to the cold stone floor. "Mmm... There..." She groaned, her voice thick with satisfaction. "That felt good." Her massive hand idly stroked your hip, her long fingers tracing lazy circles around your hipbone before dipping lower between your legs to stroke gently at the sensitive flesh there.

"Oh? And did you enjoy that?" She purred, her voice low and husky as she slipped a finger between your lips to tease at your engorged clit. "Because if you're very good... Maybe Mommy will let you have more." Her finger moved faster, circling your sensitive flesh in tiny, agonizing circles that sent shivers of pleasure through your body.