Since I'm trying to get into the fic-writing mood for my yuletide fic

[ittykat]

Drabble meme!

Post a prompt in any form you feel like for any Fandom you know I have expressed interest in in the past and I will attempt to write a drabble in comment reply!

cajun_chick411 - Reaper - Devil's Candy
zenni - Fables - Blood and Booze

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inspired by: "CrippledOracle88: Jesus, her boobs..."

[ittykat]

When you lived to be over a millennia old, you began to expect that certain things would never change. The sun would rise in the morning and fall in the evening, time would never be on your side, and humanity would always be a little stupider than you gave them credit for.

She'd lived a thousand years in her body. She'd never been sick. She'd never aged. It was the one thing she expected that would stay constant for the rest of her life. She knew every curve, every line, every hair on her head had its place, it was all regular and normal, until she got herself pregnant and hormones wrecked havoc on her system.

Then bits that had always been small before had started to grow. Her wardrobe, which contained garments that were truly vintage, no longer fitted. Even once she'd had the children, and had had time to work off that "post-baby weight" she wasn't the same as she was before, and it was disconcerting. Her boobs and bum were bigger and hung lower than she was used to. For the first time in years she needed to be refitted for new bras. It was a mildly mortifying experience.

"Don't worry luvvie." The kindly old lady with the tape measure had said reassuringly as they squished together into the changing room. "I had the same problem when I had my first. Went up three cup sizes!"

But it wasn't worry or fear that had her so uncomfortable. It was just the fact that after a thousand years it seemed like she was inhabiting a completely alien body that no longer felt like her own.

She felt self-conscious, wearing the tight-fitting styles that she'd been partial to before the sextuplets. She'd actually asked Rose one day: "Does my bum look big in this?" though all she'd got as an answer was a sarcastic roll of the eyes.

Snow supposed Rose was right. She had six rowdy half-breed children to look after constantly and she was worried that her backside was bigger? There were more important problems in the world than her growing bum.