A cutie pic of one of Dana's co-workers Aura from the delightful  Kero who has a patreon and opens for commissions generally weekly :3

Original Link: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/36774223/

I realize at this point I have been expanding on the characters Dana has interacted with more than Dana. I really need to get her whole story worked out (and I'm waiting for a particularly large pic for her story to continue proper, too, which might be part of the issue <.< ). Either way, Aura was such a cutie in the elevator pic, I decided that she needed some more art, too.

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Aura waddled steadily into her living room, her body having moved slower the last few days. It was no surprise as to why, judging by the sizable belly jutting out from her body. Her pregnancy had moved ever closer to its due date while pushing her belly ever further out. She always cherished watching the children grow up within her, knowing full well their time to see the world was almost near. And yet she also knew that along with their arrival, they would also depart.

Sometimes being a mother-to-be all the time is not so easy. That can be particularly true if you happen to be a surrogate. Carrying a child - or many children, as it may be here - is a feeling Aura cherished. But she also knew that there were others who could not share her feelings. It was one reason why she joined Much Love Corporation, after all: to help families in need grow up happy. After having a few children with her husband, the two decided to go one step further. Although she would opt for more children some time later, bringing more Pandas and other species to the world for other families would be a noble act. It was also a slightly selfish act, really. She loved the feeling of impending motherhood just a touch more than she wanted to admit, but she considered it an added bonus to her current arrangement.

Alone in the living room, Aura lightly patted her exposed, white-furred tummy, and it responded with a jostling from the cub nearby. Aura's cheeks flushed with delight, and she lightly rubbed back to the active child within her. Over the last few months, she had become used to their presence, their unique curiosities and affection. This little guy was a troublemaker at night, but he was such a sweetheart when acknowledged during the day. Perhaps she was already spoiling the babies, but she could only think for them so much. Their parents would need to keep an eye on them!

She did not mind letting her belly out on display the more as she grew, though at work she preferred the larger dresses to keep herself professional. At home she liked to wear her favorite tops, even if they stopped mid-belly. Her hot pink top made her chest pop visually, and it matched well with her purple undergarments. Her husband always liked how confident she was with her bra choice, even before her chest size blew up after a few kids. Her torn up jeans were also a highlight of her home outfit, but those she wore back in the day were substantially too small now. She still had a pair or two somewhere, just in case one of her daughters started getting into the music scene.

Aura grabbed a pair of headphones from the coffee table and sat down on her wide customized couch. Indeed, the music scene was where she reveled in her teen years. Ever since her friend Harah brought her to a small concert back in Freshman year, she could not stop herself from going to gigs and dancing with the best (and worst) of them. Her siblings were masters of organizing alibis and rearranging pillows to look like her, and so her weekends (and some school nights) were filled with music. Parents were none the wiser, or at least Aura assumed they were. Her father probably did not mind, but her mother certainly would. Why would Aura go out to concerts with sweaty, adulterated bands and punks when she could stay home, study the cello and find a doctor to marry? Unlike her mother, however, Aura was going to be supportive about the scene and give her children the tips and tricks of the trade.

And the ripped jeans, if they wanted something retro.

"Let's see here..." the mother pulled out her phone and flipped through the Music app. "Time for some entertainment, little ones."

Aura scrolled down to "Baby Playlist 3," and once she had her headphones placed against her cub-heavy middle, she pressed play. She could feel the softest of vibrations from the deep tones of the first song's vocals, and her middle wobbled as cubs began to hear the music in full. A few adjustments to volume finalized her preparations, and the motherly panda sat back to watch and feel her babies react with affection. She always liked the first few tunes she chose for the playlist, but she liked to jazz things up for the little ones, too. A Baby Playlist 4 might be in the works, but the way her body felt the last couple days, she wondered whether it would be ready before the cubs were.

Sure, once the children were going to be born, they were going to their surrogate families, but beforehand, she wanted to give them some audible treats to take with them in their happy lives. Maybe one of them would feel a curious nostalgia for Aura's poppy tunes later in life, or perhaps her occasional trips to orchestral music would help them concentrate better in class. Whatever the case may be, Aura enjoyed entertaining them as much as they entertained her, at least when she was not trying to sleep.

She could feel a few of them wriggle and kick harder within her, and Aura only smiled wider. It seems DJ Aura was a hit today, and hopefully it would be enough of a distraction before her husband and the kids came back with lunch. She always liked a good meal after a fun concert.