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🕑 Added 2020-11-30 16:36:39 +0000 UTCNote: This is a story-prompt for Alex.
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Male pregnancy was extremely rare. Rich liked to flaunt his condition. People stared at him, but he loved the attention. He loved everything about being pregnant.
“Drew, tell me you didn’t go home with that guy with the glasses,” said Rich as he sipped his shake. The small group of friends was seated together at their favorite café.
“What was wrong with his glasses?” Drew protested.
“Serial killer,” Tina coughed.
“The nerd-goggles,” said Rich. “Who goes shopping for glasses and chooses those?”
“You’re just angry cuz he chose me,” Drew countered, causing the others to giggle.
“Hey, hey,” said Rich, smiling good-naturedly. “I have all the little men I need in my life right here.” He patted the huge belly perched in his lap. “And one little lady—‘course I didn’t forget about you, dear.”
Tina rolled her eyes. “I see you’ve still got those fat-shakes.”
“They’re nutritional,” said Rich, taking a long sip from the straw jutting out of his massive thermos. He drank the shakes constantly to ensure that his babies grew big and stretched him huge.
“Yeah, yeah. But have you heard about that new brand? It’s European. I hear it works wonders for people trying to put on weight.”
Rich raised his eyebrows. “Write down the name of it, will you?” He passed Tina a napkin. “Excuse moi. Gotta take a leak.” He struggled to his feet.
“Don’t you always,” Tony countered, to more laughter.
The other patrons seemed to be watching Rich’s every move. He was surprisingly mobile, with only a slight waddle. He supposed he was doing so well because he had always been fit and athletic.
When he got to the bathroom, he stood in the mirror, rubbing his hands over his enormous belly. He was positively huge. The biggest he had ever seen, personally. When he’d done his last measurement, his baby-packed womb had measured larger than three feet in width!
As Rich was leaving the bathroom, he was surprised when one of the servers touched his arm to get his attention.
“Er, excuse me,” said the young man, blushing profusely. “Can I…possibly get your autograph?” He handed over his clipboard with the store copy of the receipt for the cakes Rich had purchased earlier.
Rich smirked. He scribbled down his autograph and added his number. Though it wasn’t too common, he was used to bumping into the occasional fan.
Rich swung by his table just to say goodbye. It also gave him the opportunity to really show off the tight semi-transparent shirt he was wearing. It displayed his small perky tits and the huge expanse of his belly. Rich loved to wear outrageous and expensive clothing. His baby-bump needed all the attention it could get.
“Gotta get back to work,” he told his friends. Tina and Sam got up to kiss his cheeks. The others just waved, lazy asses that they were.
“Be good,” Drew called.
Rich rolled his eyes.
On his way back to his apartment, Rich grabbed a huge meal of burgers and fries from his favorite fast food joint. He also stopped by the local drug store, and was able to pick up the shake powder Tina had referred to him earlier.
When Rich got back to his apartment, he was already halfway through his massive meal, and still stuffing french-fries into his mouth as he went about, putting things away. He went into his fridge and pulled out a pitcher of melted chocolate ice cream, which he used as a base as he made a fresh weight gain supplement shake. The recommended dose of the new powder was one scoop but Rich added three. He liked to go hard after all.
Rich gulped it down rapidly, grimacing through a little indigestion. He was running short on time and didn’t want to be late for work.
Once finished, Rich got to his small, well-lit office, turned on his computer, and sat on the bed there, propping himself up on the pile of pillows. Rich’s income came from livestreaming. He did it nightly. The online perves just loved seeing every stage of his massive pregnancy, and Rich made sure not to disappoint.
He did a slow strip show till he was down to his briefs, narrating, but really just talking mindlessly. He rubbed oils into his belly, groaning with every touch. “So tight,” he assured his viewers. The text comments trailed slowly down his computer screen, the font size big enough for him to see. “God, I wish you guys could be here to feel them moving in there. Wish you could oil me up. There’s just so much of me these days,” he groaned.
Rich loved being pregnant. He loved streaming. His life was perfect, and he didn’t want his pregnancy to ever end. His belly was huge, so tight and inflated, practically bursting. “God, I’m so full, s-so—” Rich broke off, reddening slightly. “Ohhh…” he breathed.
The questions started up immediately.
R you going into labor?
Is it time?
Rich fervidly shook his head. “Don’t even joke. I’m not due for another—nrrgghh…” His belly whined, and he rubbed it more diligently. He fucking hoped he wasn’t going into labor. “J-just a second.”
No, someone protested.
Don’t turn off the stream, another said.
Pls stay on, one viewer pleaded.
Rich was panting and flushed, the heat only building. His belly was oddly tight. He continued to clasp it with his hands. “Th-think I need to call s…mmmmghhhh…” The tightness spiked. “Fuhhh…” He fidgeted. Arched.
His belly was heaving forcefully, the pressure only increasing. Rich was pouring sweat as he watched the mound inch forward. “I t-think my babies…” he grunted and shifted again, skin prickling. “They’re growing.”
Comments
Brimmingbelly04
I forgot about this one! Hope it gets a continuation.
Kompera
Thank you :)
Alex
<3 I love it! Really great work! Glad i up-graded for this. :3
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