Summary:

Harris put the finishing touches on Ilya's new 'pregnancy bod' tugging at the clear wrap to ensure that it was snug enough and that it wouldn't budge whenever Ilya moved. He then grabbed the digital scale from the bathroom to make Ilya stand on. "Alrightie, step up here and we'll see what your final weight is and if it matches Shane's current weight." "Oh we don't want to even get into that— let's just say I weigh a lot more than I did." Shane begrudgingly admitted, shifting around on the couch when his pup gave him a kick to the bladder reminding him that he needed to pee. Or Ilya wears a watermelon for a day to see how Shane survives everyday life, chaos ensues.