Happy New Year 2026 - 02

Pouring champagne from the floor was impossible, so Felicia climbed onto the table.
And Eleanor realized, this situation wasn’t sustainable.

Their curves had grown again — not dramatically, but enough to make everything a little more complicated.Eleanor’s were clearly the biggest now, which was becoming a logistical problem all by itself.
Standing on the floor, pouring champagne was simply no longer an option. After one failed attempt and a near disaster with the bottles, Felicia solved it her own way — she climbed up onto the coffee table.
From there, she finally had the height advantage.Her curves hovered safely above the others, giving her just enough room to tilt the bottles and pour without bumping into anyone. It wasn’t elegant, but it worked.
Eleanor got her glass first.As Felicia leaned over to fill Cathy’s, Eleanor glanced down at her own chest, then at the table, then at the doorway behind them.
She sighed, half amused, half resigned.Yeah… this setup definitely wasn’t going to work for much longer.