You would not believe how heavy they felt. Grace wasonly a fullish A-cup so far. Heck. Even big, fat Alice is only a women'sB-cup. I remembered that a...ful day I started lactating. They looked like twostrawberries stuck to my chest, with some loose flesh around the edges. Myfigure was still boyish then. I had wide shoulders and slim hips. But, ofcourse, they grew. The loose flesh became pointy cones that jiggledincessantly. The shoulders narrowed. The cones became two round peaches thatbounced. Aunt Liz, on the other hand, might have been losing the battle to keep her figure, but she was putting up a hell of a fight. They each had once had raven-black hair, but now their locks were streaked through with silver, and even where it was still dark, it had lost its glossy sheen. All in all, the two of them presented a decidedly unappealing sight. If not for whatever was happening to me, I wouldn't even have thought to use that word. To say that they were physically unappealing was like. The foes around our Main Medical were the threat I feared. My neck muscles tensed again because I had a hard time controlling my imagination about the fighting there.I climbed down the ladder to the next level of the ship and ran the length of the empty corridor to the next ladder tube, which would allow me access to Medical. I saw some motion in an open doorway and sidestepped, drawing my boarding sword. An intruder stepped out and swung at me with his curved sword. A quick clash of blades. A couple of months after Josephine and I had coupled, I was summoned by another single parent of a teenage girl. Charlotte Salmon introduced me to her daughter, Cressida, a girl of voluptuous proportions, marred only by thick lenses and black-framed spectacles, without which, both Cressida and her mother said she was practically blind.As stated, Cressida was a large girl. Well, all right: she was generously proportioned, almost certainly overweight, in terms of her Body Mass Index, but not, I.