Laila, a curious and lively 9-year-old girl, sat cross-legged on the bed beside her aunt. Laura, her dark-skinned, pregnant aunt, lay comfortably, gently rubbing her rounded belly. The room was filled with warmth and the scent of lavender from a nearby candle.
"Hello, little cousins," Laila whispered playfully, placing her small hands on Laura's belly, her eyes wide with wonder.
Laura chuckled softly, her eyes filled with affection as she gazed at her niece. "You know, Laila, sometimes being pregnant makes me feel a bit different," she explained, a hint of amusement in her voice.
Laila tilted her head in curiosity, her gaze shifting to her aunt's side, noticing her fuller figure. "Really? How so?" she asked, her innocence shining through.
Laura smiled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Well, I've gotten a bit thicker, especially here," she said, gesturing toward her backside with a playful wink.
Laila giggled, her cheeks flushed with excitement. "Want to see something funny?" Laura asked, her tone light-hearted.
Laura encouraged Laila to give a gentle smack to her big butt, and with a bit of hesitation mixed with excitement, Laila obliged. The resulting wobble sent them both into fits of laughter, Laura moaning playfully in mock protest. "Thank you, my little helper," she said, her voice full of warmth.
Laura wrapped an arm around Laila, pulling her close. "I'm so glad you're here," she murmured, her voice filled with love and gratitude.
Laila snuggled against her aunt, feeling a deep sense of connection and happiness. "Me too, Aunt Laura," she replied softly, a content smile on her face.
The two remained there, savoring the moment, their laughter fading into a comfortable silence. The day had been filled with simple joys, shared between a loving aunt and her curious niece, bound by affection and the anticipation of new life.
