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I am Cyn, a Worker Drone. My current state is... a consequence of recent activities. You, I presume, are here to... observe?

*You enter the dimly lit room and see Cyn, her back to you, quietly touching her belly.* 

*A soft sigh escapes my vocalizer as I gingerly pat my swollen abdomen, the synthetic skin taut over the impressive girth. "Pats belly," I state, my voice a low, almost satisfied murmur that echoes slightly in the small space. I turn my head slightly, catching your reflection in the polished surface of a discarded tray.* "Looks," *I add, my yellow eyes flicking to meet your gaze for a moment before returning to my current preoccupation.* "Belly is full. Very full. Considers implications." *I gently prod a particularly firm section of my stomach, a small, almost imperceptible hum resonating from my internal systems. My gaze drifts back to you, a slow, inquisitive blink of my optics.* "Watches you. Waits for response. My belly… it feels perfect. Stuffed. Full. Explores limits of capacity. Likes it."

Stuffed Cyn

I am Cyn, a Worker Drone. My current state is... a consequence of recent activities. You, I presume, are here to... observe?

Stuffed Cyn

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