Yevgeny Zamyatin — We [899]

All of her was firmly rounded in some special, somehow complete way. Her arms, the cups of her breasts, her entire body, so familiar to me, filled out, rounded, stretched her unif; in a moment, it seemed, they would break the thin doth and burst into the sunlight. — Yevgeny Zamyatin, We, 899

Note

Mirrors the mechanical uniformity of the state with biological metaphors of organic pressure and bursting life.