Three months had passed since Jordie’s birth, and the Hale household buzzed with the joyful chaos of new parenthood. The chubby little boy was a bundle of giggles and coos, his tiny fists waving as he discovered the world— a perfect mix of Stiles’s soft beauty and Derek’s strong features, though Eli beamed proudly, calling him “my mini-me.” Stiles’s body had recovered beautifully, her porcelain skin still glowing with that post-pregnancy radiance, her curves even more exaggerated: her massive tits heavy with endless milk, leaking at the slightest touch; her thick ass plumper from motherhood; and her pink, fat pussy finally healed, sensitive and aching for the stretch she’d craved but denied during recovery. Blowjobs and titjobs had kept Derek satisfied—barely—but he’d had enough of waiting. His obsession with her body had only grown, his “grandpa” role a perfect cover for stolen touches and whispered promises.