Mila automatically reached for the bottle of pinkish light and started to rub down her bloated body. First the sweaty part where her belly rested on her thighs as moisturizer. Then she started to rub her dissented belly, suddenly she started to feel a rush of hormones or love for her baby. Her pregnancy went from that of a calculating woman to something she wanted all along.
She started to rub her belly slowly feeling the weight of her nearly born baby inside of her. As the baby rolled lazily inside her she felt a great sense of love and that she could lose this second child. Now in a trance she sprayed more of the salve into her hand and rubbed it onto her belly. Her black hair fell in front of her glasses and she had to tuck her hair behind her ears.
Feeling horny her nipples were the hardest they had been for years, with a slight trickle of milk. With both hands she started to rub salve in as she felt her belly starting to burn. A trickle of milk rolled onto her belly and then dropped onto the carpet, where it started to smoke like battery acid. Hypnotized she didn't care. Mila was covering every single inch of her belly with this new cream.
Soon she started emptying the rest of the bottle onto her breasts, her milk and the salve smoked like fire and ice but her skin felt perfectly safe, whatever was burning the carpet and now bed didn't affect her. Her pregnant body now glistened in something that was neither oil nor grease but was a kind of cream.
She felt ready for something, she just didn't know what.