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KittenXy wrote:

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ALMOST EVERYTHING
By Destiny

Kelly awoke early one morning as the weak sunlight began to creep through the window of her bedroom. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around the room. Dust swirled in the rays of light leaking through the barely open curtains. Kelly smiled as she looked at the other occupant of the bed. Brittany, her alter ego’s lover, lay curled in the sheets, her long black hair splayed all around her. Kelly slid slowly and silently from the bed and walked to the bathroom just down the hall. She walked toward the shower, stopping in front of the giant full length mirror. She slid her nightgown off her slender form and kicked it aside. Admiring her body for only a few seconds, she closed her eyes and waited for the familiar sensation as she focused her thoughts. When she opened her eyes, she found not her own reflection still standing before the mirror, but a tall man with dark hair and a muscular build. Alan walked away from the mirror, stepped into the shower, and vanished in a shroud of thick steam.
Brittany was awakened a few minutes later to the mind-numbing sound of her alarm clock. She moaned and groaned for a few moments, stretching as pulled the sheets of herself with her feet, and finally got out of bed. She walked down the hallway toward the bathroom and smiled at the toweled form that stepped out of the door.
“ Good morning beautiful,” Alan said as he approached, water still dripping from his dark hair, and pulled her close.
“ Morning soggy,” she replied as she leaned against him, and kissed him hard. She gave him a wink as she pulled away, slid around him, and walked into the bathroom. Alan walked back to their room and found some clothes to wear for the day. He decided on black cargo pants, and a long-sleeved black shirt, pulled the sleeves up to his elbows, and made his way to the kitchen downstairs.
Alan sat at the counter eating a bowel of cereal when Brittany walked in wearing her usual formal attire. She grabbed one of her granola bars out of one the cabinets near the refrigerator, threw it into her purse, grabbed her waiting cup of coffee, and hurried up to Alan.
“ Have a great day at work dear,” he said as he turned on his stool and kissed his wife.
“ Oh, I’m sure I will,” she answered sarcastically. Alan knew well that Brittany wasn’t that fond of her work as a major executive at one of the largest computer retailers in the area, but it paid very well. She smiled as she walked out of the kitchen. Moments later he heard the front door open, then close, and turning around he watched her small black car pull away from the house and down the long drive.
Only moments later another woman walked into the kitchen. This woman despite looking much younger than Brittany was actually nearly one hundred times as old.
“ Morning Ania, “ Alan said cheerfully as she walked by.
“ Morning,” the young genie replied with a smile as she sat beside him. Alan finished his cereal and made his way to the living room where he sat down on the soft sofa and turned on the television. He flipped through the channels as Ania sat beside him, looking bored as she always did, never terribly amused by the day to day of typical humans. Alan stopped his rapid channel flipping on something that nearly made his jaw drop. It was a movie about a woman who had recently given birth to sextuplets. It was showing something of a slideshow of her pregnancy, from early on to the day she went in to deliver the babies. He watched as the woman’s belly grew from a slight bulge in her middle to a massive globe of flesh attached to her body.
Alan stared wide-eyed at the television as he pressed the button the remote that allowed him to rewind live TV. He watched again and again as the woman grew from a barely noticeable belly to one that was a big as the rest of her and looked as if it had been stretched to the bursting point. He couldn’t tear himself away from the screen, he seemed mesmerized by the woman’s expanding stomach. He was torn from his trance when Ania spoke up, “ Alan? You ok?”
“ Huh? Yeah I’m good,” he said dreamily, never taking his eyes off the screen. He slowly stood up, still watching the woman’s stomach grow, shrink, and grow again. He walked over to the desk where his wife often worked late into the night, opened the center drawer, pulled a small silver key from the back of the drawer, leaned down, slid the key into the old lock on the bottom left drawer, turned it, opened the drawer, and pulled out a large black photo album. He walked back over to the sofa and took his seat next to Ania again.
Alan flipped open the album and smiled at the pictures inside. The first picture showed Alan and Brittany sitting together in the hot tub behind the house. They were both smiling and laughing, typical enough, the unusual part of the photo was that both Alan and Brittany had a massive globe of flesh floating in the boiling water before them. They were both pregnant in the photo, and massively so. The picture was over twenty-five years old. Each of them, thanks to Ania’s magic had been pregnant with triplet girls, who were now in their late twenties. Perhaps the strangest thing of all, once again thanks to Ania, was that he and Brittany hadn’t aged much in those years. They each looked every bit as young as they did in the photo, and more importantly, they still felt every bit as young. Alan looked through the album for nearly an hour. He stopped every few minutes to admire a photo of himself or his wife, hugely swollen with their babies, looking as if about to pop. He finally reached the end of the album. His mind was made up.
“ Ania, I need you to do something for me,” he said with a strange certainty in his voice.
“ Of course Alan. What wish may I grant for you?”
“ I wish I was pregnant again.” Ania was shocked.
“ But what about Brittany? Shouldn’t you consult her first?”
“ She won’t mind. Besides, I need this.” He sounded so sure of his decision. It was hard for her to argue with him.
“ What about the daughters you already have? They have no idea they were carried and birthed by their father, don’t you think they might notice if their father is pregnant?”
“ They’ll never know. Please Ania.” She knew his mind was made up. There was nothing she could do to convince him otherwise.
“ Very well then. How many children do you want to have this time?” He thought for a few minutes. How many children should he have? He wanted to be huge, even bigger than before, but he’d been over a year pregnant before, and that had been miserable. Plus, he didn’t want to have to wait months to grow that big. Then it hit him. He knew a fun and interesting way to decide how many children to have.
“ Hang on a sec,” he said as he got up again. He opened the door of the storage closet near the kitchen door and poked around for a few minutes. When he sat back down beside Ania he held something in his right hand.
“ We’ll use this,” he said with a mischievous smile. He threw from his hand, a small white die onto the coffee table and watched as it rolled and spun for a few seconds. It landed on six.
“ Ok then,” Ania said as she reached out with her finger, lightly pressing it to his stomach. Alan felt that strange warm sensation that let him know that his wish had been granted.
“Thank you Ania,” he said as he placed a hand flatly against his stomach and smiled. “ This time though, I want to get big fast. Can I have some way to control how fast or slowly I grow?” She thought for a few moments then pointed the same finger at his left wrist. A black digital watch appeared there.
“ A watch?” he asked, looking perplexed.
“ This is no ordinary watch,” she began to explain. “ This watch does not display time. Not in the usual sense at least. It displays months, weeks, and days, namely how far along your pregnancy is in those measurements. You can use the buttons to jump forward in your pregnancy, pause your growth for a time, and even rewind your growth. But beware, you can only pause your progress for a limited amount of time. This period will depend on how far along you are. The further along you are, the more power the watch requires keep you at that stage, and thus the less time you will be able to spend like that. OH!” Ania said as she started to turn away. “ Perhaps most important of all; this watch is magically bound to you. Be very careful not to let anyone else use it, for even if it is miles away from you any change made on it will immediately effect you. Also, there is no way to tell how much strain you body could take, so be careful with how much you try to accelerate your growth. Chances are your stomach will not hold six four year old so do be careful. You won’t be able to enjoy the experience if you burst yourself open. She managed half a smile at the end of her explanation.
“ How far to jump?” Alan asked himself thoughtfully. The digital display on the watch read 00:00:00. Alan pondered the series of zeroes for a moment before he decided.
“ Six months should be good, for now anyway.” He pushed the top-right dial of the watch so that it now read, 06:00:00. He moaned aloud as the sensation in his stomach grew stronger. He was growing. Fast. He grabbed the bottom of his shirt to pull it up, and was surprised to find that his expanding belly had already stretched it tight. He quickly pulled up the black shirt and slipped it off. Now the problem was his pants and more urgently his belt. He grabbed his belt as the mound continued to grow, slipped it off, and tried to undo his pants before his stomach tore them apart. He managed to get his pants off in time, but his boxers weren’t so lucky. The thin material tried to halt his expanding middle, but to no avail, he yelped in pain as his shorts tried desperately to hold back the bulge, but the growing bulge caused the material to tear and fall off their owner, leaving him naked, panting, and monstrously pregnant. His belly was already massive, looking like an overblown basketball. He rubbed the sides of the expanding mass as it continued to grow. Bigger and bigger he grew, blowing up like a balloon. He could already feel the babies growing inside him. They thrashed around inside his magically made womb, increasing his discomfort as he continued to expand. He leaned back as far as possible on the sofa as he grew more, his huge belly now so large that his back arched and ached. Finally, after several minutes the sensation seemed to vanish, and his belly stopped growing. He tried to stand, nearly falling over due to the massive globe of flesh now attached to his front. He simply stood for a few minutes, massaging his gravid womb, until he remembered that he was naked, and that Ania was only feet away.
“ Sorry,” he said embarrassedly. He closed his eyes and concentrated for a few minutes. Opening her eyes Kelly saw her own, rather smaller, though every bit as pregnant body where Alan’s had just been. Her already large breasts had expanded with the rest of her body. Her stomach completely blocked her view of the lower half of her body, and worse, where Alan’s build was strong enough to more easily hold up such a massive amount of weight, Kelly wasn’t as strong and could hardly stand with her new weight. She fell back on to the sofa, the new addition to great for her. She sat and rubbed the huge mound on her front for a few minutes. She had forgotten what a glorious sensation it was, to be so full of life and be able to feel the babies moving within her bloated womb. It was ecstasy. After several moments of pleasure she remembered that she was naked, very much so. Kelly struggled to her feet and began the laborious waddle up the stairs to her room.
The normally short trip up the stairs took her nearly half an hour, as she had to stop halfway up the stairs and at her bedroom door to catch her breath. Her massive belly had already created an unpleasant ache in her back, just from that short bit of exercise. She sat on the edge of her bed for a few moments to catch her breath, then she got up and walked to her closet. The walk in closet was an odd combination of men’s and women’s clothes, both hers and Alan’s. She searched through some of her old maternity clothes and found a tight blue t-shirt she thought should fit and pair of maternity jeans, now the problem was underwear. She hadn’t been female for long in her last pregnancy, so she wasn’t sure if any of her underwear would fit her massive form. Kelly searched her underwear and even Brittany’s but to no avail. Finally, she settled on one of Brittany’s maternity bikini’s. It was black, very tight, and shiny, but it managed to cover the expanse of her breasts, and her rather larger hips.
Suddenly another thought occurred to her as she waddled down to the living room. She was already this huge and at only six months along. How huge would she be when she reached full term? She could barely move as it was.
“Ania!” she yelled to the empty house.
“ Yes?” the beautiful genie asked, appearing in front of the very pregnant woman.
“ I need your help,” she said as she placed her hands on the sides of the massive globe of flesh and looked exasperated. “ I can barely walk as it is, and I plan on going much longer. That means I’ll get much bigger, but I Still wanna be able to get around. Can you help me?” Ania looked at her for a few moments, thinking, then she pointed her finger at Kelly.
“ There.”
“ What happened?”
“ Lift your shirt,” Ania said. Kelly did so and found that the bikini she was wearing seemed to be glowing just a little.
“ What…?” Kelly began, but Ania interrupted.
“ As long as you wear this enchanted garment, you will be able to grow as much as you want but feel no heavier than you do now, but be careful. I enchanted you bikini with only this particular bit of magic. The cloth is no stronger than it would normally be. Should you grow too much too quickly the cloth will tear and you will be left immobile, and likely naked.” She smirked as she finished her explanation and turned to leave.
“ Ania wait!” Kelly shouted at her back.
“ Yes?”
“ Alan,” Kelly began, “ he’ll need some way to hide his pregnancy, like before.”
“ Hmmm,” Ania said airily as she thought, “ the limitations of my magic prevent me from reproducing the ring I made him before, but I may know something.” She waved her hand at Kelly, who gasped as her shirt changed before her eyes.
“Now,” Ania said as Kelly pulled at the skintight, black, spandex like material now covering her enormous middle. “ This undershirt will only work for Alan, obviously, when you transform back into him, as long as he wears this shirt he will appear as normal as anyone else. As I’m sure you can tell it conforms perfectly to your skin, that way either of you can wear it under your clothes without looking strange.”
“Thank you,” Kelly said sincerely.
“Again my dear, be warned, this is ordinary fabric, and it will easily tear if overstretched. Be careful not to set your watch too high.
Kelly walked downstairs, disappointed that her shirt just barely covered the bulge of her belly, half of the globe of white flesh hung out for all the world to see, not to mention that the shirt showed an almost indecent amount of cleavage. She sat on the sofa to watch television, but quickly became bored with the talk shows and soap operas that populate daytime television. Then as she flipped through the hundreds of channels, like a slippery fish, an idea hit her. She sat up, sort of, as a commercial for a local bikini contest caught her eye. It was in a town about an hour or so away, on the beach, and was a swimsuit contest for pregnant women.
“ No, I can’t do that,” she said to herself. But, then she thought, “ Why not? I’m a pregnant woman, let’s do it!” She hopped, or rather, flopped up from the couch and waddled to the garage. She got in her car, after pushing the seat back all the way. Her stomach still pressed against the steering wheel just slightly. She out in her favorite cd and pulled out of the driveway smiling, she was going to win that $10,000 prize. The drive down to the beachside city from their mountain area home was a long, boring one, but Kelly was excited to enter the contest. She ‘d been to the city several times before so she easily found the place where the contest was being held. She parked her car in the parking lot, and clumsily got out. She looked around for a few minutes before finding what she was looking for, an dressing tent, this beach was know for having these old fashion articles.
“ Yes!” Kelly said cheerfully, as she giggled and walked to the tent. Once inside she pulled of her shirt, slipped her pants off her slender legs, and put them in a bag she’d brought with her. She took a deep breath as she looked down at the watch on her arm.
“ Here goes,” she said slightly unsure. She pushed the top-right dial again, this time until the digits read, 09:00:00. Then, she gasped loudly as the pressure in her womb began to build. She gripped the poles holding the tent up as the sensation grew more and more. Her stomach began to expand once more, bigger and bigger, and that wasn’t all. Her breasts were expanding as well, stretching the shiny fabric of her bikini top. She was expanding like a beach ball on steroids. She tried to silence the moan that came out of her as he belly grew larger still. After nearly ten minutes she seemed to be done, her bikini top stretched to its breaking point and the bottom no longer visible under her massive womb.
“ Woah, maybe I shouldn’t have turned it that far,” she said as she let go of the poles and nearly fell forward. She moved around a bit, trying to get her balance so she could leave the tent. She almost fell several times on her way to the registration desk. Even without the extra weight she still had to deal with a stomach as big as the rest of her. It making walking, or even waddling gracefully, nigh impossible. People everywhere stared at her. None of them had ever seen a woman that looked as if she were incubating a grown man.
Kelly waited patiently backstage for her number to be called. She couldn’t help but take her eyes off the other contestants. Some of them looked as if about to burst. Others looked as if they were only s few months along, but none of them came anywhere close to being as big as she was. She waited and waited as all the women before her had their numbers called and they walked onto the stage. They pranced out onto the platform, waddled around showing off their huge bellies, and lined up beside one another. Finally she heard the man with the microphone say, “ Number 29!” Kelly looked down at the large two and nine painted on her gravid stomach. “ I guess that’s me,” she whispered to herself. She took a deep breath and walked out onto the stage. Hundreds of beachgoers cheered as her bloated womb preceded her out. Smiling broadly, happier than she had been in a while, and waved at the audience. She walked out to the end of the small runway that had been set up, stopped, placed her palms flat into the small of her back, and pushed her belly forward. The crowd roared as she let air re-enter her lungs, turned around, and joined the line of very pregnant women on the stage. Another dozen or so woman followed Kelly, none of them anywhere close to as big as she was. Finally, it was time to announce the winner and Kelly could not have been more excited. The announcer stepped to the front of the stage, in front of the marvelous display of pregnancy, and said in a loud, ringing voice, “ Our winner is…Number 29!”
Several hours later, Kelly stood in front of her mirror, awed by her massive form. She hadn’t come anywhere close to this size the last time she was pregnant. Her magical bikini made it so that she could actually stand up, let alone walk, and it was stretched to its limits. Her melon sized breasts were barely contained by the shiny fabric. She was pulled from her stupor when she heard a car door slam outside. Brittany was home and she had some explaining to do. She closed her eyes, concentrated, and felt the strange sensation overtake her. When she opened her eyes, it was the dark-eyed, short haired, Alan that looked back.
“ Darn it!” he said in frustration. He’d left his magic shirt, that would hide his pregnancy, in his room. He tried to start walking, the bikini’s magic evidently only aided Kelly’s sufferings. He leaned heavily on the wall with one arm, the other gripping the underside of his belly, trying desperately to support the babies in his womb. He was gasping for breath, his legs weak, and only a foot or so from his bedroom door when the worst sound possible reached him.
“Alan?” He turned around sheepishly, Brittany’s mouth fell open as her eyes fell on his bloated womb.
“ Hi sweetheart. How was your day?”
It took Alan only a few minutes to regale Brittany with the tale of how he’d had managed to become monstrously pregnant in the course of one day. Far from the anger or rage he had expected to be her reaction, she was elated when he finished telling his story.
“ Alan this is great!” she exclaimed excitedly. “ I’ve been wanting to talk to you about this for a long time.”
“About me being pregnant with six babies so fast?” She giggled as she knelt down in front of his giant naked stomach and placed her ear against it.
“No silly. I’ve been wanting to have more kids, but with work the way it is I can’t just get pregnant, and I didn’t want to have to quit my job. Now you’ve solved both problems.” She smiled broadly as she felt the babies kicking inside his womb.
“Yeah, go me…” he said half-heartedly as he placed his hands on the sides of his gargantuan belly.
That night Alan lay naked in bed rubbing his huge belly as Brittany got ready for bed in the bathroom. He had just settled into an almost comfortable position when he noticed someone appear in the door.
“ Wow…” was all he could say as he looked his lover up and down. She was wearing, barely, a sexy black bra and thong, both hardly visible in their incredible small scale.
“Well, well,” she started as she walked toward him, her hips swaying and breasts bouncing. Alan smiled as she climbed on the bed beside him and kissed his cheek. He turned his head slightly and kissed her passionately on the lips. She sat back on her knees and leaned down to kiss the peak of his swollen belly. Her lips were only an inch or so from the taught flesh, his belly wiggling slightly from the movement within, when once more the worst possible sound broke the moment. The phone rang.
“Of course,” Alan said exasperated as Brittany rolled off him and grabbed the phone off the bedside table.
“Hang on a sec Hunk,” she said wryly as she pushed the button to answer. “Hello? Oh hi dear! How are you? Oh really? Yes, of course that’s fine. No we’d love to have you here. Tomorrow afternoon is wonderful. Ok. Yes I’ll tell him. Alright, goodnight dear. Goodbye.”
“Who was it?” Alan asked, annoyed at whoever had interrupted them.
“It was Raven dear. Darien is out of town so she’s going to come stay with us for a couple weeks. You’re going to meet her at the airport tomorrow and bring her here. She said she had a big surprise for us.”
“ What? You want me to pick her up? Looking like this!” Alan exclaimed, gesturing to his mammoth mound.
“You’ve already solved that dear, remember? Ania’s magic shirt?” she said condescendingly as she eyed him mischievously.
“That reminds me. I had an idea.” She reached down and grabbed his wrist that had the magical watch on it. “ So you say all I have to do is push these buttons here on the side to increase how far along you are my fertile friend.” Alan shifted uncomfortably hoping she wasn’t thinking what he was sure she was. “Yes dear, that’s right, but please…” He stopped as a familiar sensation spread over his already huge belly. “Oops. Sorry,” Brittany said sarcastically as she showed him the watch. Where Kelly had turned the watch all the way to full term to win the bikini contest, it now read a mind bending 12:00:00. “Brittany…why did….you…oooooohhh!” Alan couldn’t finish, his moans filled the room as his stomach grew quickly larger. He placed his hands on the sides of the expanding sphere and rubbed it furiously. “OH! Unnn! Uhhh!” Alan continued to moan as his womb ballooned unnaturally. He grew from looking like he’d eaten a larger than normal beach ball to looking as if Brittany could fit in his stomach, and he continued to grow. Sweat now covered his body as his skin stretched to its breaking point to contain his growing young, who were now well overdue. Moaning from pain and even more; ecstasy, nearly an hour later, Alan’s belly stopped growing. He looked miserable. Even though he was rather bigger than Brittany, she couldn’t help but think he looked small beneath his enormous belly. He’d been large before near the end of his first pregnancy, but it was nothing compared to now. He looked as if he was incubating a wrecking ball, and Brittany guessed that he felt like it too as he lay before her rubbing his taught flesh and moaning from the recent expansion. Alan finally seemed to regain his composure and looked at his lover. Brittany looked at him longingly, hungrily, even lustfully, it scared him slightly.
“Why did you do that love?” he asked as he tried to see more of her over his monstrous belly.
“This is why,” she whispered sensually. She wriggled over to him and smiled.
Brittany leaned back again, this time her lips made full contact with the peak of his swollen middle, the ensuing sensation made him tingle all over. She grabbed a bottle of oil out of her table, that she had used to prevent stretch marks during her pregnancy and squirted a bit of the oil into her hands. She reached around his stomach and began to spread the oil on the huge globe of flesh with both hands. Alan could hardly take it. He was painfully aroused, not just by her barely existent underwear, but now she was caressing his massive belly. Within moments his taught stomach shone in the poorly lit room, waxed to perfection by his lover. He now lay spread eagle on the bed, at the full mercy of the woman before him. Brittany slowly leaned back, sitting on her legs again, pulled off her tiny bra, and threw it to him. Alan felt himself tighten as her gorgeous breasts bounced free of their bindings.
“ Like what ya see?” she whispered sensually. All he could do was nod vigorously. “Well then you’ll love this.” She stood up on the bed, turned her back to him, bent down, looked at her lover from between her legs, smiled at him, winked, and in a fluid motion slid off her thong, kicking it into the floor.
“Well, well Mr. Man,” she said as she leaned back down, placing a hand on either side of his huge belly. She began to gently rock the mound from side to side, Alan trying desperately not to moan with pleasure. “Let’s see how this works,” she slid both hands very slowly down the sides of his womb, to its base near his privates. She could feel both the babies moving inside and their father writhing with pleasure as her soft hands approached their destination. She pushed upward very gently on his belly so that she could see her goal. “Ah, their we go.” Brittany, with one finger, gently stroked his hardened manhood, Alan actually moaning now. She then sat down on his legs, spreading her own beside his huge belly. She slid forward until his belly basically laid against her own much flatter one. She positioned herself atop him, loving the feel of him inside her. The weight of his belly resting against her was incredible. She was amazed his body could grow to this point, as he could easily carry himself inside his womb at this point. Gently stroking a slender finger atop his expanded belly she said in barely a whisper, “Come on daddy. Show me what ya got.” Ania was startled from her reading only moments later by the piercing cry of, “ OH DADDY!”
The next morning Brittany entered the kitchen, where Ania was watching the morning news, a report about the winner of a recent bikini contest. She had a huge smile on her face as Ania smirked at her.
“Sleep well?” Ania asked as Brittany made herself a cup of coffee
“Mmm, very well,” she replied softly as she sat beside the genie at the counter. They sat in silence for only few seconds before they both hear the sound of Alan descending the steps. He came into view looking very different from how Brittany had seen him the night before. Firstly, his enormous belly was gone, hidden from view by Ania’s enchantments. He had also combed his hair, shaved, and dressed up to retrieve his daughter later that afternoon. Finally, after watching the morning news for a few more minutes Brittany got up, grabbed her cup of coffee, kissed Alan as she left, and said, “ See you girls later!” Alan rolled his eyes as he heard her laughing in the driveway.
“What are your plans today Alan?” Ania asked as he finished his cereal.
“Don’t know yet,” Alan replied as he thought about the hours ahead of him. He placed his breakfast dishes in the dishwasher and walked into the living room. He walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa, turned the television on, and started flipping through the channels. After about an hour of this Alan thought for sure his brain had gotten bored and decided to leave.
“ Wow I’m bored,” he whispered to himself. He still had almost six hours before he had to be at the airport to pick up Raven. Wondering what this big surprise of hers was, he rolled off the sofa, got to his feet, and went upstairs to his room.
Alan lay on his bed for almost half an hour, trying desperately to think of some way to amuse himself, but at a total loss as to how to do it. Hoping it might inspire him somehow, he rolled to the edge of the huge bed, sat up, and rolled up the tight undershirt that magically hid his monstrous middle. He sucked in breath as his stomach instantly began to expand. Quickly pressing into the waist of his pajama pants, Alan pulled hopped up and pulled them off as fast as possible. Now naked, he fell back onto the bed as his belly continued to inflate. He leaned back on his hands as his stomach reached beach ball size.
“WOAH!” was all he could say as it continued its rapid growth. He watched as the wall of his room vanished from his sight as the globe of flesh got bigger, now looking like he’d swallowed a weather balloon. Still he grew, he had to pull himself back onto the bed to avoid falling forward from the insane weight. Finally, nearly ten minutes later it was done. Alan lay on his bed panting, both from exhaustion and the erotic feel of himself growing so quickly. His belly looked and felt as if he carried a lead wrecking ball inside of him. He tried to stand, but had to grab the pole of the canopy bed to avoid falling onto the massive sphere, brought down by its mammoth weight. He stumbled over to the wall and leaning heavily upon it made his way into the bathroom. It took a further ten minutes to make the six foot trip but finally he leaned against the black tile wall of the bathroom, gaping at his reflection in the massive wall mirror.
“ Well this looks absurd,” he said as he examined his image His enormous womb had stretched his skin so tight that it shone under the bright light above him, as if made of glass. Unable to stand upright from the weight, Alan had to push himself up using the sink to even know his manhood was still there.
“Let’s see how you look then,” he said to himself and closed his eyes. The reflection in the mirror changed to that of a young girl, smaller than Alan, but by no means less pregnant. Nude, Kelly looked herself over. Her breasts were gigantic, each larger than the biggest cantaloupe she’d ever seen, almost watermelon sized. Her belly was a whole other issue altogether. She’d been huge at the bikini contest yesterday, but now she was three months further along and far larger.
“ At least I have this,” she said as she grabbed the shiny bikini that hung on the shower door.
A few minutes later, a very thin, manly Alan waved goodbye to Ania as he got into his car in the driveway, started it, and pulled down the lengthy stretch of pavement. He had decided to go into town and kill time until his daughter called to let him know that she had arrived. He drove to the large mall in the city, the largest in the state actually. Alan always enjoyed coming here. The mall had over one hundred stores so he always found something worth seeing. Today he walked into the mall and was instantly hit with the smell of pretzels baking at a nearby store. Overcome by the pungent aroma, and vastly hungrier than he would normally have been, he approached the young woman at the counter and ordered six salted pretzels. He paid for his snack and set off into the massive domed building. Not fifteen minutes later he had finished his pretzels and was feeling very thirsty, credit of the pound or so of salt he’d just ingested. Looking around he found a sign pointing to the food court. He ordered only a large water, but this proved far too little to quench his secretly pregnant thirst. He refilled the cardboard cup and drained it again, still thirsty, he repeated the process, then again, and again, and again, until finally the drink dispenser wouldn’t grant him anymore water. It was empty. Silently cursing the machine, he threw his cup into a nearby can and began to walk away. Then it hit him. Even hidden below Ania’s enchanted shirt, his unborn offspring were rolling and playing inside their father’s bloated womb, and his bladder was their favorite toy. Frantically, looking around he saw the symbol for the men’s restroom on a sign several hundred feet away. Whispering to his young to stop, and hoping he could go the distance he hurried toward the small featureless man on the sign. He dodged past a woman going the opposite direction as he rushed to the restroom. Once inside his stomach lurched as he saw that every stall and urinal was full. Dancing in place he pressed a hand to his liquid filled middle as it groaned with the effort of not emptying itself. The soft bulge only pushed back in protest as his hand pushed against it.
“ Come on!” he whispered to himself as seconds seem to last forever. He felt like he was going to explode if he didn’t do this soon. Finally an elderly man stepped away from the urinal nearest the stalls and the toilet flushed itself. He smiled at the old man as he hurried past him, the liquid inside him reaching the bursting point. Fumbling frantically for a few seconds he managed to undo his pants and experience the immense relief. He let out a sigh of relief and almost laughed as the last man left the now empty room. He finished his business and washed his hands. Standing before the large mirrors, Alan could see a small bulge in his stomach beneath his shirt. He knew the small mound could not be from his pregnancy, his magic shirt hid all trace of his unnatural womb. Almost thoughtlessly he pressed a finger to the bulge and realized the it was the remains of his “snack”.
“ Dang,” he said to himself. He hadn’t realized he had eaten that much. Alan’s expression of curiosity and shock changed to a comical smirk as his stomach growled in hunger. His babies obviously weren’t satisfied with the puny meal.
“ All right then,” he said as he pushed the door open with his foot and left the room. He made his way back to the food court, and after a few moments decided to satiate his hunger with a couple large sandwiches, a personal pizza, and a bowl of ice cream, all washed down with a super-sized soda. The other mall patrons stared as he took a seat at a table under a small tree carrying his massive tray of food, but he was oblivious to their eyes. He was focused only on his meal. It took him only half an hour to consume his food, and empty the two liter cup four times, and it showed. As he walked down an aisle of the massive mall he noticed that the even larger bulge now obstructed his feet as he walked. He could feel the sloshing of the gallons of liquid inside him as he strolled, becoming more and more uncomfortable with each stride.
He went into a couple stores, finding nothing of any note, but enjoying the relaxed atmosphere anyway. He had just left a large electronics store that took a wing of the building to itself, when he saw something that inspired him. It was one of those booths that took a sequence of pictures while someone sat inside. Alan had an idea, it would be fun and interesting to boot. He squeezed his bloated self into the booth and let it begin, the first picture snapped, and then he did it. He closed his eyes and concentrated hard. He opened his eyes just as the third picture snapped. Then did it again, opening them in time for the fifth picture. Before getting out, Kelly closed her eyes, concentrating on the tall, dark-haired man. Alan stepped through the thin curtain and grabbed the strip that printed from the slot on the booth. It was bizarre. The first picture was him, looking just as he did now, though awkwardly sitting on his knees on the bench in the booth. The second looked freakish, Alan with longer hair, massive breasts, a huge belly, and rather larger butt. The third was Kelly, hugely pregnant and smiling cheerfully. The fourth was Kelly again, mostly. It showed Kelly with much shorter hair, no breasts, a slimmer bum, and a deflating belly. The last picture showed only Alan again, just as the first. Laughing, he slid the picture into his pocket and walked off again.
Alan next walked into an office supply store. He had no intent to purchase anything, but liked to look around. He smiled at the teenage girl who greeted him as he entered. He moved from aisle to aisle surveying the amazingly overpriced products until at the end of one shelf something caught his eye. It was a computer program about pregnancy. Smirking as he bent down, his new bulge making it awkward, he picked up the box and read the flap on the front of it. The program had everything, you could create a pregnancy calendar, that would estimate your due date, enter appointments, create slideshows with pictures, create a scrapbook, and even make a baby book. However, what caught Alan’s eye the most was that you could create a virtual model of yourself that would grow along with you and show how big you might be at this stage of pregnancy, and such. Standing clumsily, Alan turned and gasped, he had turned around and ran right into a desk display. The corner of the wooden desk pressed into his stomach hard. He could feel as the hard corner pressed into his soft bulge. Ania’s enchantment protected the babies from harm but that didn’t stop the blow from setting his bladder into another uproar. He could feel as the point poked into the squishy mound. The soda he’d gulped earlier had been hit and the urge to go hit him even harder than before. Rubbing his belly tenderly for a second, Alan rushed to the cashiers counter and hastily paid for the item, muttering something to the smirking girl about, “For my sister…” He hurried from the store and looked around for another restroom.
“ Damn,” he said audibly, drawing glances from those nearby. The only restroom within conceivable distance was a women’s bathroom at least a hundred yards away. It would have to do, he wasn’t sure he could make it that far, after all. Feeling as though he might lose his fight with every step, trying desperately not to look too ridiculous, Alan made his way toward the blue sign hanging on the wall. Gripping his bag like a vice he slipped into the hallway where the bathroom was. Frantically searching the small corridor, he slid behind a potted plant, set there for the privacy of patrons, he prayed that no one was looking as he quickly closed his eyes again and felt the unusual sensation flow over him. Taking little notice of the feather-light sphere attached to her front, Kelly rushed into the bathroom. Pregnant against, she felt like she was about to spill a small lake as she bustled past a startled pair of teenagers and threw herself into the first open stall at the far end of the room.
“ Ooooh, yes,” she panted in relief as, in one fluid motion, she undid Alan’s belt, threw down the tight pants, and fell onto the toilet.
Kelly finished after several minutes and stood up. As she did so, she noticed something, her belly looked smaller. She figured it was because she had just dropped a few gallons of liquid, or because she was wearing Alan’s tight undershirt, or possibly because somehow the dampening effects of Ania’s magic hadn’t yet realized she was Alan due to the haste of the transformation. Curious though she couldn’t resist the urge to pull the tight black shirt up and see, and what better place to do it than in a bathroom stall where nobody could possibly see her. Her curiosity won out in the end and she pulled up the tight black fabric and the shirt over it to reveal her enormous belly. She was quickly proven right as, free of its constraints, the massive pale sphere began to expand. Kelly watched as he belly lurched forward toward the stall door, but her amused expression, changed when she felt something poke her left side. It was the toilet paper dispenser. Her already massive middle had grown enough that the metal was now being pressed into the growing globe.
“OW! WAIT! NO!” Kelly exclaimed as her belly continued to grow. She could now feel the stall door just brushing against the peak of her midsection. Just as she could feel the door handle touching the underside of the huge protrusion it stopped.
“Great,” she said irritated. She tried to move, knowing it was futile, but the metal toilet paper holder was pressed very had into her side. She had to move, not only was this painful, but excruciatingly embarrassing. She was stuck in a bathroom stall, not just pregnant, but impossibly so, at least half-naked, and had to be somewhere soon. There was only one hope. She closed her eyes, concentrating, and as soon as she felt herself change, a slightly greater weight between her legs, she pulled the black shirt down with all her might, hoping to cover his stomach and get out of this. She opened her eyes anxiously. It had worked. Alan pushed open the door, immensely grateful for the empty bathroom and walked to the door. He closed his eyes concentrating momentarily, left as a huge Kelly, bumped into a young woman with large breasts as she left, uttered an embarrassed apology as the girl spilled water onto her softball sized endowments, and hurried behind the plant again, to change once more.
Alan was ready to get out of this ridiculous mall. He headed for the door he’d come in at. He was only a few stores form the door when the worst sound in the world reached his ears. His stomach was growling again.
“Oh come on!” he said irritated to his unborn babies. “Back to the food court then I guess,” he said only half annoyed as he set off. He rounded the corner toward the wing of the mall where the food court was and stopped as a massive poster nearly hit him in the face.
“What the…?” he began irate as he looked at the large flamboyant poster.
WONDER WEINER HOT DOG EATING CONTEST!
Eat the most dogs and win $1000
“Well,” Alan said rubbing his protruding bulge, “ I am hungry.” He found the people gathering for the contest only a few feet away and managed to sign up just before they started. He was seated at a long table with about a dozen other people, many of whom looked like they needed to steer clear of hot dogs forever.
“Alright folks, let’s do this!” said a man in an orange hat with a megaphone.
“ On the count of three start eating. One…two…three…GO!” They did. Alan tore into the plate of hotdogs sitting beside him. Each one felt like a little bit of ecstasy as it fell into his hungry stomach. He was barely chewing, almost swallowing them whole. He finished the first plate of hotdogs when most of the other competitors were only halfway through, that was a dozen hot dogs, now he had a dozen more. He could feel his stomach beginning to expand ever so slightly more as he continued to plow through the competition. Another plat finished and he was already well into his third. His hunger was insatiable. The third plate disappeared as quickly as the first two, as did the fourth, and fifth. The sixth plate had barely touched the table when he began grabbing three wieners at once and downing them. This was his method for the seventh and eighth plates as well. Finally, halfway through his ninth plate, somewhere around one hundred hot dogs, the buzzer went off, ending the contest. The other competitors only gaped at Alan. The best of them had only gotten to a third plate, and only managed to eat a few dogs on it.
“Um…ok,” sputtered the announcer as her approached. “Our undisputed winner!” he said into his megaphone as Alan stood up, his swollen gut brushing the table hard as he did. Alan was given his prize money, along with a few hundred shocked stares both at him and the squishy mass now protruding from his front.
Alan made to leave the mal again, this time determined that nothing would keep him back. The only problem was that it was impossible to eat what he had just eaten and not be rather thirsty., but he didn’t think he could walk back through the mall and have everyone staring at him anymore.
“I’ll just get a soda on the way out,” he whispered to himself, his throat very dry. He found the doors where ha had come into the mall a few hours before and walked through the sliding glass. Then a familiar sound found him.
“COME ON FOLKS!” Alan looked a few yards away to find the same man with a megaphone standing amidst a crowd of people on the sidewalk. Curious, Alan walked over to the growing mass.
“ Here’s the deal folks. Anyone who can drink this five gallon jug of water will win $500. Easy enough right?” The man said as he gestured to the huge water bottle sitting beside him. “Come on now. Any takers?” Alan thought for a moment as he looked a the jug. He was thirsty, but was he that thirsty?
“ I will!” Alan shouted as he pushed his way through the crowd.
“Well, well, it’s our hotdog destroyer. Come on up!” the man shouted. Alan took his place beside the man, the bottle between them, and waited while he addressed the crowd.
“Now if Alan here can down this whole five gallon bottle of water, he will win these five one hundred dollar bills,” the man explained as he flashed the money in front of the crowd. “Well Alan, whenever your ready.” Alan knelt down and picked up the jug. He nodded to the man with the megaphone, then placed the top of the bottle in his mouth and let the cool water spill into his throat. It felt great. Alan relaxed and stopped drinking so quickly. He let the water just spill from his mouth straight through to his stomach, which swelled like a balloon. Within ten minutes the jug was empty, and Alan felt content. He looked like he was about to burst if someone poked the trembling bulge on his front, but he felt great.
“WOW!” the announcer said as he handed Alan his money. “ You took that like it was nothing Alan, so how about we step it up a notch.” Another man wheeled up a jug twice the size of the one Alan had just emptied and set it before him. “If you can drink this ten gallon bottle, how does five thousand dollars sound?”
“ No problem,” Alan said confidently, as he knelt down, his swollen belly squishing between his legs uncomfortably. He picked up the much heavier bottle, put it in his mouth, and let even more water spill into his gut. This time it took nearly twenty minutes, but he did it. Looking more water than man, Alan set the empty jug down and belched loudly.
“Astounding!” the announcer shouted to the crowd as he handed Alan a much larger bunch of bills. “ Now Alan, you’ve somehow easily taken the first two parts of our challenge, but what about the third?”
“Third?” Alan asked eyeing him suspiciously.
“ Yes the third and last part of our little game. Alan would you like to double your winnings?”
“Sure.”
“Well then,” he said as the other man wheeled out another ten gallon bottle of some dark liquid. “ It’s time for the double or nothing challenge. You can walk away with your current winnings, or if you can drink this ten gallons of soda, you will double your money!”
“Bring it!” Alan shouted, swaying slightly as his belly shook. He lifted the huge bottle to his mouth and let the fizzy liquid spill into his stomach. Fifteen minutes later he belched very loudly as he set the bottle. A few people gasped as he raised back up. His stomach looked stretched to its absolute limits. He was massively swollen, the soda expanding him much more than the water.
“Well Alan, here you go!” the announcer said as he handed him his money.
“Thanks,” Alan said as he walked past the stunned crowd and into the parking lot.
Within minutes Alan found his car. It took sometime, however, for him to squeeze his water balloon belly behind the steering wheel, even with the seat pushed all the way back. He was very uncomfortable as he pulled out onto the main highway. Suddenly his cell phone started beeping furiously, grabbing it up, he saw that it was Raven.
“ Oh no,” he said aloud, “ I can’t let her see me like this. She’ll freak out.” He answered the phone.
“ Hello?”
“ Hey daddy!” she chirped into her phone.
“ Hi sweetheart. How are you? Has your flight landed already?”
“ I’m great dad, and yeah I’m here, but something’s come up. My friend Rachel was on the same flight as me and she wants to hang out and catch up for a while. She said she’d be more than happy to take me home later though. Is that ok?” Alan was very relieved. Fate was on his side this time.
“ That’s fine sweetheart, your mother won’t be home from work for a few hours anyway. I’ll see you later then,” he said trying not to sound as excited as he was.
“Thanks daddy. I’ll see you soon. Bye.” Alan laughed in relief as he turned his ca r around and head for home.
He parked his car in the driveway in front of the house and forced his swollen middle out. He waddled upstairs to his room, the liquids inside him causing him to sway dangerously as he ascended the stairs. He walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the huge mirror examining his bloated belly.
“ This is insane. If I’m this huge now, how will I look…” he pulled off his pants, then his shirt, and finally, very nervously he pulled off the shiny black undershirt that held back his womb. He grabbed desperately at the towel rod on the wall to stop himself falling, but it was no good, the weight was too much. He lay on the floor, looking like he’d eaten a small moon. The pale fleshy sphere towered over him, shaking slightly. He poked the side of the mass and found that the babies seemed ok.
“ DAMN!” he shouted as he tried to get up. It was impossible. “ANIA HELP!” he yelled to the empty house.
“Yes?” the beautiful genie said in her misty voice.
“ Can you help me please?” Ania nodded and pointed a finger at Alan. Suddenly he felt weightless, as if the monstrous globe that protruded from his middle weighed nothing.
“What did you do?” he asked Ania, as he waddled around a bit, testing his body.
“I gave you that,” she said pointing to his neck. Alan looked down to see a small necklace there, with a smiley face pendant on it. “ As long as you wear that, you will feel like your weigh your normal, non-pregnant weight.”
“Wow,” Alan said as his walked around, unhindered by his giant womb, or recent gluttony. “Thanks.”
For the next hour Alan simply tottered about the house, completely naked, relishing the sight of his gigantic belly before him, and not feeling the crushing weight he knew it possessed. He was sitting on the sofa watching television, when suddenly he heard a car door close outside. Startled, and fearing that Raven’s friend had just dropped her off, he fell from the sofa and stumbled toward the stairs. He was halfway up the staircase when he heard the door close behind him. Trying to make it the rest of the way before whoever had just enter saw him, he hurried forward, but fell forward.
“Alan?” he heard a familiar voice behind him. He rolled over to see his wife gaping at his vastly larger, nude form. “ What happened to you?” she asked sounding very concerned and amused at the same time.
“ I had a very busy day,” he said as she walked up to him, smirking at her as she sat on the step beside him.
“ Where’s Raven?” she asked, looking around, apparently expecting to see her daughter nearby.
“ She met an old friend on the plane ride back and wanted to hang out and catch up for a while. She said she’d have her friend drop her by here later.”
“Oh,” Brittany began, as she took off her coat, “ so, she won’t be here for a few hours at least?” she asked in a very odd tone.
“ Nope,” Alan said simply, “ couple hours or so at least I would guess.” He moved uncomfortably, still sitting awkwardly on a step that was far too small for him at normal size, much less swollen like a hot air balloon. Brittany got and moved a couple steps below him and stepped in front of him, looking him straight in the eyes.
“ Well then,” she said in barely more than a whisper, “ let’s see,” she leaned down toward him, “ what we,” she knelt down in front of his legs, “ can do,” she placed her hands on each side of the bottom of his swollen belly protruding into the air, “ to entertain,” she slid her hands down toward his exposed privates, “ourselves,” she slid her hands to their final destination.
They stumbled to the bedroom, where Brittany pushed Alan onto the bed. Standing before her gravid lover she unbuttoned her white shirt, her white bra exposed. Then she pulled off her shoes, her socks, and she unbuttoned her pants. She laughed as her lover moaned his approval. Off went her pants and shirt. She stood at the end of the bed, in only her bra and thong, perfect in every way.
“ Stand up,” she said simply.
“ What?” he said, certain there was no hope of him having adequate circulation at this point to get up.
“ Stand up, preggy.” She helped him get to his feet in front of her, his massive belly pressed between them. She stood with her hands on the sides of the taught orb. Slowly, she drew large circles on his belly with the tips of her fingers, the sensation tickling him and making him squirm. Then, she began to rock his belly back and forth, making his entire body sway with the motion as his weight shifted from side to side.
“ Now,” She said as she stopped and he regained his balance. “ Dance for me.”
“What?” he said as she sat down on the end of the bed. She smiled as she got back to her feet and stood before him.
“Dance for me,” she said wryly as she lightly smacked the slightly flabby expanse of his exposed belly. Alan thought for a moment, then walked away. When he returned he was dressed once more in the outfit he had worn to town earlier.
“All right lover,” he said as he swaggered up to her. First he pulled his shirt off, then dancing around goofily, he undid his belt, slipped it through his belt loops and threw it to the floor with his shirt. Now, he slid off his pants and threw them to Brittany, who giggled her enjoyment. He now wore only his boxers and the magical undershirt Ania had given him. He very slowly slid off his black boxers, as Brittany watched eagerly. He pulled them off in a final flair and threw them behind him.
“Now for the good stuff,” he said seductively as he stood before her. Alan grabbed the bottom of the tight fabric and began to pull it up. Slowly, very slowly, he pulled it over his abs, then his chest. He could already feel his stomach ready to burst forth. As he threw the shirt down with his other clothes his middle was already beach ball sized. He moved very close to Brittany as his stomach ballooned out. She pressed her hands against the sides of it as he moaned both from her touch and the rapid expansion. She smiled as he gently pushed her onto her back and his belly loomed above her, still growing. She almost couldn’t contain her excitement as his belly grew larger and rounder, blowing up like a weather balloon. Alan began to sway from side-to-side slightly, undulating his body to get her going even more. Next, he started rubbing the sides of the enormous growing mound, arousing both himself and his lover. He then leaned against he foot of the bed, his monstrously swollen womb practically laying in her lap.
“ Oooh daddy,” she said sensuously as she placed her hands on the sides of the gravid orb. She laid back and pulled her pregnant husband with her, and he came very willingly. As she lay on her back as he settled himself atop her, she could just barely see his black hair above his taught stomach. She slid a soft, slender hand under the fecund mound, down toward her own legs. He moaned lightly as her hands brushed against his womb, making its occupants dance and frolic. It was her turn to moan though, as seconds later, he slid himself into her. She wrapped her strong legs around him, pulling his belly against her. She rolled sideways flipping Alan onto his back with herself sitting atop him. She leaned down and kissed him passionately and was sitting up, when oddly, he frowned.
“What’s wrong love?” she asked crossing her arms on the peak of his huge belly and laying her tilted head on them staring at him curiously.
“ It’s nothing,” he said. Suddenly a loud growl issued from the great sphere under and she smirked, then broke into a loud giggle. She smiled at her husband.
“I’m hungry again,” he said sheepishly.
“ I’m on it,” she said with a wry grin as she slid off the end of the bed and walked toward the door still naked. Alan couldn’t help but take note of her perfect breasts bouncing as she walked.
“ Be right back…” she said teasingly wagging a finger at him. Moments later Alan heard her moving about in the kitchen downstairs. Less than ten minutes later he heard her footsteps approaching the bedroom door.
“ Close your eyes Alan. It’s a surprise.” Brittany said in a commanding yet seductive tone as she stood just outside the door. He laughed for a moment at his wife then closed his eyes.
“OK!” he said loudly. He heard her open the door and walk in.
“ Ok open your eyes.” Alan opened his eyes and his jaw dropped. She had carried in a huge tray covered in various foods and set on the end of the bed. Their was a huge bowl of chocolate pudding, a foot long sandwich, a liter bottle of water, a glass of milk, and lastly a massive bunch of grapes. “Dig in!” she said cheerfully.
It took Alan only twenty minutes to devour the sandwich, down the water and milk, and he had just finished the grapes when Brittany picked up the pudding bowl. Alan looked at her strangely as she pulled the spoon out of the bowl and licked a small dollop of it seductively. He smiled at her as she moved toward him thinking he was going to get a taste next, but what she did surprised him. Alan shivered from the cold and the pleasure as Brittany dropped the spoonful of pudding on the peak of his engorged stomach.
“ Woah,” he said as the cold food created goosebumps on the massive mound.
“ Yummy,” Brittany said as she once more leaned down on his stomach spread the pudding out a bit with her finger. Then, sending Alan into a fit of aroused squirms, she licked a streak through the pudding right over his bellybutton. “Ummm,” Brittany said ash licked her lips, “ me likey.” She proceed to use the entire bowl of pudding to coat his entire pregnant belly, and then began licking it off him. Finally, when he was only covered in streaks of chocolate and saliva, she let him lick a bit off her finger.
“ Darn,” he said feigning sorrow, “ I really wanted some of that.” They both laughed as she found a spot she’d missed on the underside of his gravid womb.
Ania was shaken from her nap on the sofa by two sounds at once; the yells of pleasure coming down the stairs and the blare of the doorbell only feet away.
“Dang!” Brittany said disappointedly as Alan frowned at her, the loud ring having destroyed their moment together.
“ It’s probably Raven sweetheart, go down an let her in and I’ll get changed.” Alan told her as he rolled off her.
“ In more ways than one,” Brittany said with a wry grin, as she simultaneously lightly slapped the massive globe of flesh beside her, and grabbed something just lower that made Alan yelp. She got up, pulled on a shirt and pair of jeans from a nearby chair and left the room with a wink at her very pregnant lover. Alan rolled from the bed and had just pulled on the shiny black undershirt when he heard from downstairs, “ Oh my Raven!”
“Hi mom!” His wife’s squeal of surprise caused him to finish dressing very quickly and rush down the stairs to see his daughter. He had just reached the bottom of the stairs when he saw his wife sitting on the sofa in the living room. He could just see the back of his daughter’s head in the chair across from her. He walked quickly to toward the two women.
“ Raven sweetheart. Welcome home,” he said cheerfully as he walked into the room. She stood up and his jaw dropped.
“ Hi daddy!” she said excitedly, moving to hug him. Alan could only stare at the woman before him, his daughter, and her huge pregnant belly.

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Goobers
by VI

During my navigators training they warned me about Goobers. But I
was a cocky young man. I wouldn't listen. As far as I was concerned, they
should look out for me. I was more concerned about making money, than
avoiding alien life forms. In my first few years as a transport navigator my
ambition knew no bounds. I was making deals with anyone I could, and
making a very large profit for myself. Eventually I had enough credits to quit
my job at the company and get finance on my own deep space transport. This
was the life for me, trading between different planets across the whole
universe, and keeping any of the profit for myself. Of course it wasn't easy,
but I wouldn't take 'no' for an answer. Sure, it was a little lonely spending
weeks at a time travelling between star systems with no communications, so I
occasionally picked up attractive hitch hikers to help me pass the time. Suur
was one of these.

I was at Tragado space port refuelling my ship for a long run,
carrying medical equipment across to the frontier, when this tall blonde walks
over and introduces herself. She was a real sight, long blonde hair, large
breasts, legs that went all the way up to a real peachy ass. All wrapped up in
a shiny black cat suit that didn't leave too much for you to imagine. I guessed
her to be about 5' 11" and in her mid twenties.

"Hi handsome. Where you heading?" she said in a strange accent I'd
never heard before.

When I told her the frontier, probably a six month voyage, she got
quite excited, and almost pleaded with me to go. I played it cool. She told me
that she'd do anything for a ride to the frontier. Anything? That sounded
good. How could I refuse? I ordered in extra supplies for the journey and
told her to meet me here in three hours with everything she was taking with
her, providing she could fit it into one case (the less they brought to wear, the
better). She thanked me and went to get ready.

"Wait, what's your name?" I called to her as she turned away.

"Suur." She replied.

Three hours later and we were on our way towards the frontier. To
my delight Suur hadn't even managed to pack a whole case with her
belongings. All she had was two other cat suits and a collection of toiletries.
As we left the gravitational pull of the planet I began entering the calculations
to get us to the frontier. To get us there fast I steered us though 3
constellations, using their gravaties to push us on faster. It's a tricky thing to
do so I had to concentrate. But Suur had other ideas. She sat next to me in the
control room and at first kept quiet, but the further we got away from the
planet the more distracting she became. As first she acted as if she was
getting too hot. But the more she did it the more I could see that Suur was
actually getting horny. Her sighs became moans, which became louder and
louder. She stood up and carefully peeled off her spandex suit, revealing her
fantastic tits. She ran her fingers though her long hair and bent down, her lips
at my ear.

"Wow. I'm so hot. Where's the shower?" she whispered.

I could stand no more and surged to my feet. I grabbed her arm, lead
her to my double bunk and threw her onto it. She lay on her back writhing
and moaning as I hurriedly pulled off my overalls. Before I was even
finished she was up and sucking on my erect manhood. I couldn't help
thinking how lucky I was at finding a piece of ass this willing to keep me
happy. Next thing I knew she'd pulled me down on top of her and was
wrapping her long silky legs around my back.

I've never had sex like it. For once I didn't have to imagine that I was
fucking another woman. This was the girl I'd always fantasised about. And
was she hot! Her cunt was tight and she moaned and wailed like a banshee. I
was in heaven. And then I came. As I started to ejaculate her belly rumbled,
and then it was as if a hand had grabbed my dick. She arched her back and
started screaming at the top of her voice. I flailed on top of her as she
thrashed about like a bucking bronco. Frantically I tried to push myself off of
her, but I was stuck fast. Suddenly I felt a pain in my cock, like I had been
stung. I passed out.


I awoke a couple of hours later to find Suur rubbing a soothing lotion
onto my sore penis.

"What got into you?," she said with one raised eyebrow "I've never
had it that good before. Looks like you strained your love muscle. I'm just
making sure that it's ready to perform again soon."

My mind raced. Was it me that had caused her to thrash about like
that? I decided to play along. If she thought I was that good then she would
be wanting more. A lot more. I told her that I'd never had any complaints
before about my performance, but right now all I wanted was a good nights
sleep. Suur kissed me tenderly on the forehead and I drifted off to sleep.

My dick felt sore for the next few days so I decided to stay in bed.
Suur made me meals and gave me massages. I also told her how to carry out
course evaluations for the ship, to check that there were no system errors.
This meant that I could laze around all day leaving her to do all of the chores,
which Suur didn't mind one bit. As this was my ship I had made sure that the
living quarters were nothing but the best. Every luxury was catered for
including an automatic chef, although Suur refused to use it. She prepared
our meals by hand, which, thanks to some special sauces she'd brought
along, all tasted great. Yes, I was a lucky man to find such a willing and
subservient passenger as Suur. I couldn't believe how much I was attracted
to her. It was quite strange. There was something about her that appealed to
me, but I didn't know what. When I was finally up and about my normally
overactive libido seemed almost non-existent. Suur was the kind of girl most
guys would kill for, but I didn't (or couldn't) get aroused over her. Sure, I
was concerned, but I figured that it was like Suur said, some kind of strained
muscle. Not that she seemed to mind about my lack of sex drive. Her interest
was in how the ship worked. I would spend hours going through how the
navicom worked as she listened intently, learning how to use it with
supprising speed. It helped to keep my mind off my injury.

As our journey towards the frontier continued I slowly became more
and more worried about my health. During the last two weeks my libido had
still not returned, which was starting to worry me, and I seemed physically
drained. Any strenuous exercise exhausted me quickly. Also, to make matters
worse, the ships computer began malfunctioning. It failed to recognise my
voice several times and also my palm print. This could have caused serious
problems if the computer refused to accept my commands. As a precaution I
had the computer recognise Suur as another user in case it locked me out
again. I decided to stop off at a space port in one of the systems we would
pass through, to give both the ship and myself a check-up. The nearest one
would be near enough in five weeks. Suur told me not to worry about
anything and to get plenty of rest. Reluctantly I did. Normally I liked to
workout when onboard ship, keep myself in good shape, so I didn't like all
of this lying around. I felt as though I could feel all of my muscles wasting
away. It was a few days later that I got my first big shock.

My mind had obviously been on other things for the past few weeks
so I hadn't noticed that my overalls didn't fit me as well as they used to.
What really woke me up was when I realised that Suur was now the same
height as me. I was getting smaller! I used to be over 6 foot, now I was
5'11" At first I was shocked. How could I be shrinking? Then my mind
switched to the first nights sex with Suur, and the terrifying climax I had
experienced. I yelled at her to tell me what she had done to me.

"Calm down. You're getting paranoid." She said in a knowing way.
"Look, I don't know what's happening here. But in a months time we'll pull
into port and get a doctor to check you over. Getting worked up won't do
you any good."

I had to agree with her, getting angry was counter productive. But
there was something in the way that she said it that I didn't like. Maybe I was
just being paranoid.

As the days went by I continued to shrink. Suur measured me
regularly and found I was loosing about half an inch in height each day. Also
my hands and feet were getting smaller. Suur was very supportive during all
this, but being with her just made me feel worse. She seemed so unfazed
about this and I felt so small and weak around her. The fact that the computer
refused to accept my ID didn't help. Luckily Suur could pilot the ship
competently without me. But that just made me feel even more helpless. With
nothing to do, the days passed so slowly as we approached the Arcus star
system. I was going out of my mind with worry when an idea hit me. We
were carrying medical equipment, so maybe I could use some to diagnose my
condition! I hurried into the ships hold and located a crate filled with medical
scanners. I quickly got one out and, after briefly reading the instructions,
attached the probes to my arm and began the diagnosis. The device whirred
and bleeped for a couple of minutes before producing a report. It was a lot of
medical jargon but it said something about 'Goober infection'. Goober? I
couldn't remember what that was. I detached the probe and quickly made my
way to the control room. The computers there had a huge database of
information, maybe they could tell me. When I reached the control room I
was breathing hard. I achieved guest access onto the computer and did a
search for Goober. The computer produced this:



Goober: Alien Race.

Home world: Sigma 7.

This race of beings are considered a threat to the Planetary
Commonwealth. Their ability to assume the forms of other races coupled
with their fastidious need to reproduce make them a dangerous, although not
aggressive life form. The strangest aspect of the Goobers are that their
offspring...


"So you finally figured out what's happening to you." I turned to see
Suur standing behind me.

"Well I suppose that you would eventually guess what was going
on." She continued, stroking her chin.

"I don't understand." I said meekly.

"Then I'll explain. You see, I'm a Goober."

I was stunned. Suur? A Goober?

"I assumed this form so that I could mate. I'd spent several weeks at
Tragado waiting for a suitable partner to fit the bill. When I saw that you
were heading out to the frontier I chose you. My home world is three light-
years from your destination so we can redirect the ship as we get nearer. It's
better that way because my species has never mated with a human being
before, so we need to be on my home world should the pregnancy or birth
run into any complications."

"Yes. Fine. But what's happening to me?" I demanded.

"Well," she said very matter of factly, "my seed is altering your body
for the birth of our child."

"I... I'm sorry?"

"You are slowly being feminized. My sperm has made you pregnant."

I was pregnant! Being feminized! I glanced at my hands. No wonder
I was shrinking!

"Why did you think that the computer could not recognise your voice?
It's getting higher. And that sharp pain you felt in your penis during our sex
was me inseminating you. By the time we reach my home world you will
have become a heavily pregnant Goober."

My mind was racing. What could I do? I didn't want this!

"I... is there a cure?" I stammered.

"A cure?" Suur seemed shocked "You're not ill. You're pregnant.
Why would you want a cure?"

"I don't like what's happening to me!" I shouted. "I want it to stop!"

"It's too late for that now. The transformation is not reversible."

Suddenly my fear disappeared, replaced by anger. Without warning I
darted across the control room and grabbed for the weapons locker. Suur
made no effort to stop me as I fumbled at the lock. The door swung open and
my heart sank. It was empty.

"I took the precaution of jettisoning any weapons into space a few
hours ago. Pregnant Goobers can be rather irrational at times."

That was it. I began to cry. Suur tried to put her arm around me and
comfort me. At first I pushed her away. But then I sank into her arms and
continued sobbing. Tired and exhausted I drifted off to sleep.

When I awoke the next morning I found Suur at my side with a
breakfast tray. As I ate she began to explain, for my own benefit, what would
be happening to me. I managed not to start crying this time, although what
she told me made me want to throw up.

Apparently once impregnated, the host body would gradually become
a female Goober. In my case I would go through two stages of
transformation. Firstly my body would adjust itself for bearing children, (i.e.
become a human female) and then as the pregnancy continued, I would
gradually become a Goober for the birth. This whole process would take a
little over eight months, and I was already nearly five weeks into my
pregnancy. At least the whole transformation would be painless. She also
pointed out that she'd tried to mate with a human female, but they were less
willing. I, however was an easy lay. I sat there in shock for several hours
after Suur had gone to monitor the ships progress. I couldn't just let this
happen. Could I? Suur must have been lying about the transformation not
being reversible. I got up and started putting on one of the now baggy
overalls. I examined my naked upper torso in the mirror. My muscle
definition had gone and my face seemed different. Rounder, even. I shivered
and went to check on our co-ordinates.

Within a very short space of time Suur had become a talented astro-
navigator. I mentally kicked myself for showing her how to run the ship by
herself. My strange mutation had meant that I was no longer recognised by
the ships computer, which also meant I couldn't adjust the ships course back
to Tragado to get medical help. Just by looking at the view screens as I
entered the control room I could see that our course had been changed. We
were now heading towards a nearer system.

"Where are we going now?" I yelped.

"We need new supplies. When you loaded supplies you had not
reckoned on an unexpected and rapid pregnancy. You now have different
dietary requirements, to ensure a strong and healthy child." Suur replied.

I began protesting, demanding that I see a doctor about my condition.
But Suur explained that I would bear her child for the full term and that the
matter was not for discussion. In two weeks time we would dock and get
supplies and equipment only. End of story.

To my disgust my transformation continued for the next two weeks. I
stopped shrinking, but only when I reached 5' 2". I no longer needed to
shave, and most of my body hair fell out, leaving my now soft, smooth skin
exposed. My manhood retracted into my groin making my voice higher, and
my face had become less angular. I would grimace each morning as I checked
in the mirror to see my once proud member slowly turning into a vagina.
Soon I looked like a skinny, pre-puberty schoolgirl. The only clothes that I
could find to wear were old T shirts that hung off me like tents. Suur
observed all of this with an approving eye. She comforted me everyday,
telling me how pretty I was becoming, particularly as my hair was growing
longer. They were kind words, but she gave me an unsettling look as she told
me. I felt so vulnerable.

Suur must have realised that I would try to escape at the spaceport, so
she locked me in the ships hold before we reached the planet. I tried to resist
but my muscles were so puny, Suur easily overpowered me. I was carried
thrashing and screaming like a toddler into the hold. I sat there sobbing, alone
in the dark. As Suur had now completely locked me out of the ships
computer functions there was nothing I could do. Within a few hours she had
returned to the ship and we continued our journey to Sigma 7. Suur had used
most of my spare credits to purchase a substantial amount of food, supplies
and clothing. I looked through the bags of clothing in dismay. They were all
very effeminate and clingy. Suur had jettisoned most of my old clothes before
landing, so I didn't have much choice but to wear them. Suur told me to
embrace my new femininity and dress like a woman. But I couldn't. Not yet.

A month later and I had no choice. My girlish figure began to bloom.
It was quite unsettling as my body became rounder and more shapely. All I
could do was watch helplessly. My hips and ass widened, giving welcome
shape to my thin frame, and filling out the slip dresses that I had taken to
wearing. I developed a gentle swell to my belly, but that was nothing
compared to my chest. Each day my nipples seemed to move further away
from me as mounds of flesh began to grow where I once had firm pecs. At
first they were okay, but soon they needed support. Luckily Suur had
purchased several "One size fits all" maternity bras for me. The special
spandex garments were a godsend as my breasts grew steadily to a B cup.
Even my face had succumbed. My lips were getting fuller and my cheeks
were soft and round. In three months my hair had grown about seven inches
and all I could do with it was put it into bunches. When I looked in the mirror
I could see no resemblance to my former appearance, apart from my blue
eyes. The former ships captain had become a pretty little lady. I supposed that
if I had a sister, then this is what she would have looked like.


Suur had also purchased a number of video and multimedia disks
regarding human pregnancy and birth for me to watch. Most of them made
me feel sick about the inevitable conclusion to my pregnancy, but I found a
few of them quite useful, particularly some of the workout videos. I didn't
like my new body, but I was darned if I'd let it turn into a mass of blubber.
During her shopping trip, Suur had purchased a few 'maternitards' (lycra,
one-piece exercise garments for pregnant women) in a variety of colours. I
got the impression that she liked to see me wearing them as she often sat and
watched as I went through my workout routine. Another item that she had
purchased in great quantities were big pots of 'mother-to-be cream'. I was
told to apply it liberally every morning and afternoon.

"You're growing at over twice the rate of a normal pregnant human."
She explained. "This will help stop your skin from being damaged. I
recommend that you rub it onto your whole torso."

I did as I was told. It's not like I had a choice.

I must have been getting used to my predicament as my continued
development seemed not to concern me as much as it once did. Suur was
pleased with how smoothly my transition was going and even started joining
in some of the breathing exercises I was doing. She continued to be
supportive, saying how wonderful it would be when our child was born. I
played along, but I had an ace up my sleeve. She was very careful not to let
me have any unauthorised access to the ships computer. I presume that this
was to stop me calling for help or steering us towards a friendly system. But
I was fortunate enough to find one console logged into a database, whilst
Suur was preparing our meals one evening. The directory that I was in would
not let me effect any ship functions, but it did let me check up more on
Goobers and their breeding habits. It referred to pregnancy by Goober as
infection, explaining that the strange species only bred with other alien races
in order to propagate. I quickly scanned the information, not really taking any
of it in, until I found a section maked 'Cure'. My heart leapt. Apparently the
condition could be reversed, if somewhat slowly, by taking a drug called
'demoxhadrin 3'. Yet again I thanked myself for deciding to haul medical
supplies on this journey. After the meal I snuck down to the ships hold and
searched through the cargo manifesto. I did have a large supply of
demoxhadrin 3, although I didn't remember loading it on board. However,
I'd become a little absent minded of late anyway. The drug was in tablet form
and the containers read that I could take four per day. I quickly gulped one
down and took a handful up to my cabin for later.

My hormones began playing up as I moved into my fourth month of
pregnancy. I started feeling really horny and couldn't stop fondling myself
during quiet moments. Suur had begun sleeping in a spare bunk, leaving me
alone at night, which made me worse. My tits continued to grow and my ass
got bigger and rounder which bothered me, until I saw the way that Suur was
looking at then. It was the same look she had given me weeks back, but it
had bothered me then. Now I felt... flattered. During my workouts I would
make sure that she got a good show of my new assets. I could have been a
cute centrefold, apart from my belly. My waistline was expanding at a rate of
knots. I was probably the equivalent size of a normally pregnant woman into
her third trimester. The roundness suited me. Suur began measuring my
growth. I felt quite proud to learn that I was bigger than most Goobers at this
stage. Luckily, my maternity clothing took it all in its stride. I loved the
freedom a dress gave me (especially as Suur had forgotten to get me any
panties or the like), allowing me to show off my sexy legs. Suur showed me
how to apply makeup and gave me hers as she no longer wore any. I was so
happy.

I continued to take the demoxhadrin tablets, but there was no sign of
them working yet. I was taking six a day, although sometimes I took seven
or even eight. I liked the taste.

More and more I would find myself busying around the ship,
humming happily as I tided up after Suur. I even started preparing our meals,
just to make myself useful. Suur would give me little pots of her special
sauce to use on the meal. There was always more of the sauce in my food
than hers, I made sure of that. I guess that I should have cut back on it as I
was starting to really balloon, but I reminded myself that I was eating for two
now. Besides with each inch wider I got, the more natural my body seemed.
I still did my workouts, but tired really easily. Normally I just laid on my
back doing yoga. That's when Suur would come and measure my expanding
belly. When my belly button had popped out she couldn't keep her hands off
of me. That's what lead to our first evening of passion.

I was getting ready for bed and had just began rubbing cream onto my
taught skin when Suur appeared in the doorway with that look in her eyes.

"You've missed a bit. " she said, stepping forward and picking up a
pot of cream.

I stood there naked as she began rubbing cream onto my rounded
belly, trembling slightly with anticipation. I could feel the circular motion of
her hand as it slowly moved down under my bump, and into my muff. I
gasped quietly as her strong hand began massaging my clit.

"S... s... stop." I moaned.

Suur merely smiled and began slowly pushing me back towards the
bed, her warm hand still rubbing me.

"I, ooh, don't want this." I whispered, not giving any resistance.

I was carefully lowered back onto the bed.

"Spread your legs wide." Suur commanded softly.

As I did what I was told she tutted and took hold of my ankles
spreading me wider. Suur lowered her head behind my towering belly and
something warm entered my vagina. Her tongue writhed around inside me
for what seemed like forever filling me with all kinds of new sensations. I
moaned, gently rubbing my nipples as Suur licked on. Any attempt to get up
lead to her gently, but firmly, pushing me down again. I was at her mercy,
but liked it that way. She left me laying there humming to myself in wonder,
as she went off to bed.

I got even hornier as the weeks went on. Suur licked me out on a
daily basis, which only made me worse. More and more I wanted to unzip
the overalls she had started to wear and get a taste of her vagina. But
whenever I tried to I was gently pushed away. I would try to take my mind
off my sexual craving by doing all sorts of trivial things, watching soaps on
the trideo, having long baths, cleaning, cooking, painting my nails, etc. I
tried helping Suur with the navigation co-ordinates but they seemed so
complicated. She told me not to concern myself with such things. During
this time my already voluptuous figure became even fuller. My breasts were
up to a 44DD and my butt looked like someone had inflated my cheeks with
gas! My childbearing hips had steadily widened making me a voluptuous
pear. It was a shame that Suur hadn't purchased any pantyhose, because my
shapely legs had become much fleshier and would look so sexy in them. This
coupled with my plump lips, made me look more like a woman from the
1950's than the 22nd century. My favourite part, however, was my
enormous belly. It was so hard moving around, but I didn't care. I loved
laying in the bath, pouring warm water over my massive bump, or even just
running my dainty fingers around my distant belly button. The idea of being a
mother in 3 months time always made me a little tearful. I felt concerned that
I'd never felt the baby kick, but Suur assured me that it was a good sign.
Baby Goobers gestated in a balloon like sack called a 'life bubble', keeping
the baby safe and making its mother HUGE. My waistline was in the high
sixties at 5 months. I didn't think I could get any bigger than this. I was
wrong.

A few days later I learned that we would be docking at a trading
station within a week to pick up new supplies. We could sell off most of the
medical supplies we had been carrying, which would more than pay for
anything we needed. I was so excited. Most of my clothing was starting to
become tight. Even my expanding maternity bras were having trouble,
although I doubted that the designers had anticipated a woman going from an
A cup to an E during her pregnancy! I immediately started downloading
catalogues of clothing, and planning what I would buy. I needed to check
everything with Suur though, to make sure that she approved of what I
would buy. I would excitedly hurry to see her in the control room and show
her what I wanted to buy. Normally she would umm and aaah about the
clothes being too conservative, until I caught her masturbating. She had her
overalls unzipped at the crotch and a small pot in her right hand. At first I
giggled and coquettishly asked if I could help. Then I saw that in her left
hand she held her penis. It was small about 4" but looked very functional.
The pot she was holding was the one that she gave me with the 'sauce' in for
the meals. I felt sick, then angry, then upset. I started crying and headed for
the door as quickly as I could. Amazingly I reached the bathroom before Suur
could catch me and locked the door. I lowered myself to the floor and began
to blubber.

"Please don't be upset." Said Suur through the door.

"I don't understand what's going on!" I bawled.

"It's all part of the change. I'm returning to my normal shape. One of
the first things that comes back are my sexual organs. My transformation is
much quicker than yours. I'll be back to normal in a couple of months."

That just made me feel worse. I had become accustomed to the idea
that I was a submissive lesbian, but being fucked by my male partner was
another matter.

"Deep down you want it this way. A few weeks and you'll be happy
again."

"But why have you been feeding me your... your...."

"Seed? Well, female Goobers are dependent upon their partners for
everything. Including nourishment. The hardest part of the females
transformation is getting them to accept their partners seed. I've been giving it
to you in your meals ever since I impregnated you. It helps to speed up the
transformation. Demoxhadrin 3 is a synthetic version of our semen. I wanted
you nice and ripe, so I tricked you into taking it with that phoney document
you found on 'the cure' for Goober infection. My seed is VERY nourishing.
That's why you're getting so big. But that's good. It means your healthy."

"You tricked me! I hate you!" I squealed.

"But you're also dependent on me. See how long you can last without
any."


I stayed locked in the bathroom for a few hours, before the first pangs
of hunger hit me. Soon I could think of nothing else and snuck down to the
hold to get some demoxhadrin. I yelped in horror. The cases were locked!
Suur had put a timer on them. I couldn't get any for the next four hours. I
waddled up to the control room and pleaded with her to open the cases. But
she said she couldn't. For the next four hours she was the only source for my
cravings. I stormed off, but my body was screaming for nourishment. I tried
eating other food from the supplies, but I still felt hungry. Finally I collected
a pot from the galley and gave it to her.

"Not anymore honey. From now on, we do this the traditional way."

I looked at her blankly, then my mouth opened wide as I realised
what she meant.

"That's it. You get the idea." She said taking a firm grip on my neck
and shoulder. Slowly and firmly she pulled me down towards her crotch.
Suur was so strong that I could do nothing to stop the inevitable. I sank
down to my knees and watched in disgust as Suur unzipped her overalls. Her
small penis was revealed. I felt my heart beating faster as two strong hands
took hold of my head and pulled me forwards. I shut my eyes tightly, but my
need for semen was stronger than my own will. I opened my mouth and took
her in. Parts of my mind were screaming! "What are you doing?! You're no
homo! Stop!" Then my taste buds exploded into life. Mmmmmmm. This was
good. At first Suur gently moved my head back and forth along her length,
letting my full lips do the work. Soon though, I was doing all of the work
myself.

"Good girl." Moaned Suur.

I used every trick I knew to make her cum, and was rewarded with a
squirt of her sperm down my throat. I swallowed it all down and pulled my
head away gasping. I was ashamed at what I had just done. Although the fact
that I had made Suur happy made me feel sort of proud. She helped me to my
feet and I waddled off to prepare the meal in a confused trance.


My appetite continued to grow. As did Suurs cock. For the next few
days I hated myself for what I was doing. Swallowing semen like a cheap
whore. I had to remind myself that I had no choice. I was up to nine
demoxhadrin 3 tablets per day, plus my feeding sessions with Suur. Sucking
her off made me feel so hot, but Suur refused to lick me anymore. Apparently
males didn't do that sort of thing. Eventually we reached the trading station,
and not a moment too soon. My new diet had widened my hips and ass quite
considerably, leaving me with only the stretchy maternitards to wear. I
needed some new clothes urgently. However, I was not the only one who
needed a new wardrobe. Suur had begun to get back a few more of her
normal attributes. She was taller now, about 6' 2", with broader shoulders
and increased muscle definition. It also looked as if she was getting a slight
tan. Suur looked like the stereotypical super heroine from a comic book.
Apart, of course, from the obvious bulge.


The aspect of buying some new outfits took my mind of my feeding
habits. I asked Suur for some credits to do my shopping, but she refused,
saying that a trading station was no place for someone in my condition. I was
so upset. Suur was right though. I found moving around the ship hard
enough let alone waddling around a big station by myself. She told me to go
and get her meal ready for when she returned. I did as she asked.

About an hour later Suur returned to the ship. After we had both been
fed, Suur took me by the arm and lead me out of the ship. I asked where we
were going and she responded by telling me to hush. The sight of my rotund
figure in a shiny maternitard turned a lot of heads as we made our way
through the trading station. It made me feel very uneasy. Luckily I had Suur
there to protect me. We reached the mall section of the station and headed for
the floor marked 'ladies apparel'. Eventually we stopped outside a large store
called 'Madam Pings Beauty Salon'.

"Here you are baby. I'm gonna leave you in here in the capable hands
of Madam Ping for a few hours. I've told them how I want you to look and
they will sort it all out." She said.

I giggled with glee and pecked her on the cheek. How thoughtful of
her. I didn't even need to worry my silly little head about what to buy.
Excitedly I waddled inside.

The next few hours were enjoyable, if a little embarrassing. Suur had
paid for the super deluxe treatment which meant I got the works. The
beauticians chatted with me about my pregnancy as they slowly transformed
my somewhat drab appearance. They were very polite about my size,
although I could tell that they were amazed at how very big I was.
Particularly as my whole body was firm and toned. I would like to have taken
credit for that, but that's part of being a Goober. They styled my hair into a
bouncy bob and died it purple, as was the fashion. I was given a complete
manicure and had a full body wash in rejuvenation oils which made my skin
look and feel even healthier. The best part though, was went I was taken to
the changing rooms and helped into the various outfits Suur had chosen for
me.

She certainly wanted me to look feminine. All of the outfits let me
show off my curvy figure, particularly my legs, and were in bright colours to
match my hair. They also fitted me for a variety of lingerie, most of which
had support for my sore back. I couldn't believe how different I looked now
that I had been made over. I really looked like a lady. But it wasn't cheap.
The service at Madam Ping's was fantastic, but extremely expensive. Suur
had really spent a lot of credits on this. I wondered how I could make it up to
her. Then an idea came to me. I asked for some of the assistants to put
together a new outfit for me and put it on the bill. Suur would like this.

When Suur arrived I greeted her wearing a clingy orange dress with a
hole cut in the midriff to show off my belly. She asked me to give her a little
spin, which I obliged, before she stepped forward and kissed me, gently
rubbing my exposed navel.

"Hey junior." She said to the bump. "If only you could see how
beautiful your mommy looks."

I giggled and sheepishly said that I felt hungry. We quickly headed
back to the ship.

As usual I would be fed after Suur had eaten. This suited me fine.
Whilst her dinner was cooking I went to my room and unpacked the supprise
that I had prepared. I stripped off and began to put on my supprise outfit.
First were the black pantyhose. It was a real struggle and I had to lie on the
bed to get them on, with the waistline over my bump. Next came the black
leotard which came complete with white cuffs at the wrists and a white cotton
ball that sat perfectly on my protruding ass. Then came the bow tie and then
the cute bunny ears, which I clipped into my hair. Finally I put on the tiny,
black open toed slippers with a three inch heal. I checked myself
appreciatively in the mirror. When I was a man I really had a thing for bunny
girls, and I bet that Suur would also. I heard the cooker bleep as it finished
and quickly headed up to the galley. Suur was in the control room when I
entered with her tray of food. She was complaining to one of the traffic
controllers about our launch window, but stopped when she saw me. I
carried her meal on a tray, making tiny steps towards her because of the
heels. My womanly thighs rubbed together, making a shnict, shnict noise
with the nylons. I acted as if nothing was different and obediently knelt
beside her, offering the tray. She took the food and ate in silence. I could feel
her eyes roving all over my body as I waited, head bowed, for her to finish. I
heard her put down the empty plate.

"Well now. What are you supposed to be?" Enquired Suur.

"I'm your bunny girl." I said looking up seductively.

"Oh. I see. And what do bunny girls do?"

"Anything you want them to."

She smiled broadly.

"Now your getting the idea. I told you that you would be happier if
you just did what your emotions told you. Your brain doesn't work the same
way it did 5 months ago. Besides, I bet you've forgotten most of the things
you used to know. You just need to learn how to keep me happy and I'll
make sure you're well fed."

Suur was right. I had to stop trying to think like a man. In the back of
my mind I already knew this, that's why I had brought the bunny girl outfit,
to make my partner happy. My new role in life was becoming clear. I was a
breeder, dependent on her partner (owner?). I would do as I was told and
have Suurs children. It was so simple.

"I'm still hungry." I said, licking my full lips.

Suur got out her now large member and I took it in both hands, gently
kissing it. She moaned with approval and I started to lick it like a popsicle. I
was going to keep Suur VERY happy. I could remember what I liked girls
doing to my penis and tried hard to copy them. I alternated between kissing,
sucking and licking. I was enjoying this. I started moaning with pleasure
myself, much to Suurs approval.

"Looks like you've developed a real taste for cock." She moaned in
her deep voice.

"Umh-hmgn." I replied with a full mouth.

"That's good, because I'm not busy for the rest of the afternoon. And
you could do with putting on a little more weight."

I began sucking harder.

I spent most of the next few days sucking Suurs proud member. I
was becoming a real hose beast. Between sessions, I learned that our launch
window was not for another eight days. This angered Suur enormously as it
was sure to disrupt her schedule. Luckily she had me to keep her mind on
other things. I, however, found it hard to concentrate on anything else. This
seemed so... right. I wondered why I'd spent most of my time as a man
looking for money and power, when all I really needed was someone to look
after me. Suur decided that she'd like to go out and mix with other aliens on
the station, before it became too obvious that we were both Goobers. Over
the past couple of days Suur had continued to revert back to her normal
shape. Her hairline had started to recede from the temples, her face had
become more angular and her complexion darker. She booked a table at one
of the classy restaurants on the station for the following night. I was excited
about going out for an evening. I immediately went through my wardrobe
looking for something 'special' to wear. I chose a low cut, purple dress, with
matching pantyhose and slippers. The outfit really showed off my assets
well, just as Suur wanted. She wore a smart blue suit, that looked like a mans
style, and swept her hair back into a tight ponytail. Suur fed me before we
left and put a bottle of demoxhadrin 3 tablets in my purse. Although she
would take nourishment from the meal, my digestive system only recognised
her seed. So I could eat at the restaurant, but wouldn't benefit from it.

Luckily for me we didn't have to travel far from the ship for the
evening. Walking was becoming increasingly hard. I had to lean back quite
far to balance as I waddled along, stopping every 100 yards or so to rest.
Suur was very patient with me. Soon we arrived at the restaurant and were
shown to our seats. Suur had chosen a very nice place to visit. It was fairly
small, but pleasantly decorated, with low key lighting. I thought it was very
romantic. The waiter pulled out my chair for me as I went to sit. It confused
me at first, I was still getting used to how women are treated, but then I
thanked him and sat. Suur was offered no help. Soon our food arrived and
we began eating. I remembered to take small mouth fulls as ladies do, but
found the food very bland. I took a few demoxhadrin tablets as I ate, just to
add some flavour. At first, I thought that this had given me indigestion. I felt
uncomfortable, a bit gassy. The sensation got worse as the meal progressed.
The pain was around my bottom ribs. Suur noticed my discomfort and asked
what was wrong. As I explained, her expression became that of concern. She
told me to follow her into the toilets.

We went into one of the cubicles and I hitched up my dress so that
she could get a closer look. Her strong hands carefully probed my sides until
I yelped.

"Hmmm. You feel uncomfortable because junior needs more space to
grow. He's dissolving more of your ribcage so that his life bubble can
expand. Your progressing at a much faster rate than I had first thought. I
didn't think that humans would be THIS fertile."

"You don't say." I said with a smile, pushing out my stomach to
emphasise my shape.

Suur smiled back and slowly spun me around so that my back was to
her.

"Oh honey. Junior and I are gonna make you much bigger. That
sensation you feel is a signal to the father that the life bubble needs more
nutrients." Suur carefully tipped me forwards until I rested my hands on the
back of the toilet.

"So I've gotta make sure that I keep both of you well fed." I felt my
pantyhose being gently slid down to expose my pussy. I began to tremble.

"Don't worry. I'll give you yours in a minute." And with, that Suur
entered me. I gasped as her member slid deeper and deeper into me. At first it
hurt and I yelped and moaned as Suur began to rhythmically pump in and
out. Her dick felt huge inside me. I arched my back and tried to pull away,
but Suur held me fast, her strong hands on my wide hips. My cries became
louder and louder until Suur put one of her large fingers in my mouth.

"I can't have you making too much noise. Suck on this until I've
finished with you." Grunted Suur. I obeyed willingly. Soon my pussy
stopped hurting. In fact it was starting to feel good. I was being fucked, and
was enjoying it! Everything was falling into place now. This was how
Goobers lived. My big butt writhed left to right as Suur fucked me even
harder and deeper. My whole body shook with each powerful thrust until
Suur exploded within me. I waited until she'd finished cuming and then
instinctively got down onto my hands and knees making sure to keep my ass
pointing skyward.

"That's it. Good girl. Make sure junior gets it all. Soon you'll
develop a nice valve there, and you won't have to do that anymore." Said
Suur doing up her zipper. I sighed as she stroked my ass. I could get used to
this.

Suur insisted that we leave the restaurant and get back to the ship.
Like all female Goobers my cheeks had flushed from my thorough pumping
and we didn't want to draw attention to ourselves. We were both relieved
when we blasted off from the station and continued on the last part of the
journey towards Sigma 7. Though time was against us now. We wanted to
be on the home planet for the birth of our child which I would be pushing out
in a little over 2 months. I wanted to know what I should be practising for the
birth. But Suur said that I didn't need to worry about that. My main concern
was keeping her happy. I could do that very well. It was hard to think of
anything else. But that's what us female Goobers are like. We're really ditzy.

As the weeks went by I could see new Goober attributes appearing on
me. My eyes seemed wider and brighter and were changing colour. My nose
became smaller, and I had even started to develop a slight overbite. This last
one was my body adjusting itself to accept my partners member orally. I no
longer needed to chew, just suck. Suur really liked my new features, telling
me that I was going to be a pretty Goober. She on the other hand was
becoming a very handsome. Her height had finally reached 6' 11", and like
me she became wider, although in a different way. Her arms and legs
thickened with tough, hard muscle, whilst her shoulders became much
broader. Suurs once soft skin became tough, almost leathery, and darkened
to looked more like granite or slate. The last of her female characteristics also
began to disappear as her whole body became more angular. I liked the way
she looked. I liked the way it made me feel small and delicate when I was
near her. When she fucked me, she began quietly snarling and growling like
an animal. That made me really hot. And also well fed. The last few weeks
had added many more inches to my body. Junior was really getting big now.
My huge, round belly began pushing out at the sides and further up my chest
as the life bubble expanded. In fact, I looked as if I was slowly swelling with
hot air! All of my curves were bigger and rounder, much to the delight of
Suur. She had even starting referring to my feeding sessions as pumping,
which always made me giggle. But all my extra nourishment meant that I
could no longer waddle around the ship without Suurs help. In fact there was
very little I could do without my partners assistance. The hardest thing was
getting dressed. Not only was it the fact that the clothes I loved to wear so
much began to get tight, but also Suurs sexual urges would get the better of
her as she helped me dress. Several times I would find myself spending the
whole morning being fucked. And I wasn't about to complain. Besides, my
throat felt sore when I spoke.

With Sigma 7 only days away Suur decided to really feed me up.
Apparently the size of a male Goobers partner is a status symbol on the
planet, and as Suur had already said, my development had been far more
rapid than expected. I was a very BIG status symbol. That made me feel
really proud of my new round shape. I was now a true Goober. I had
forsaken the human clothes for Goober birthing gowns as my body was
certainly no longer that of a earth woman. My face was round, with a tiny
button nose and big purple eyes. I had big rosy cheeks and my plump lips
now formed a dainty 'O', ideal for sucking Suurs large dick. My hair had
turned a pinky white and felt like strands of silk, which covered my little
pixie ears. The rest of my body seemed to be on a different scale entirely.
From the neck downwards my once slim frame had ballooned into a ripe
Goober-to-be. My whole body had finally become what it was designed for,
to bear my owners children. It was as if my torso had almost expanded into
an egg shape, with my fleshy arms and legs sticking out. As well as the
widening of my hips, my crotch seemed to have pushed downwards between
my generous thighs, giving Junior even more space to grow. But there were
more changes not visible to the eye. I could no longer speak, only being able
to make noises of pleasure or discomfort. And Suur informed me that my
nipple less, basket ball sized tits were now used by my body to store food, a
bit like a camels hump. I could only nod my head in acknowledgement.
Finally, like all heavily pregnant Goobers, I craved semen. All I could think
about was getting my fill. Everything else seemed so... unimportant. I would
often daydream about there being 2 Suurs who were pumping me, one from
each end, my ultimate fantasy.

Before I knew it we had landed on Sigma 7. I was to preoccupied to
notice. Suur helped me dress in my presentation gown so that she (he) could
show me off to his people. We were greeted by members of his tribe at the
bottom of the boarding ramp. The males were almost identical to Suur, being
almost seven feet tall and built like Titans. The females were very similar to
me, but seemed to have a few of there original species traits. I recognised a
couple who used to be ventrans, white a bluish shade to their skins and a
Rellan who now just had a couple of cute little horns on her head. The others
I couldn't recognise. As Suur greeted the men, the women surrounded me
and carefully began to examine my body. Their tiny hands roamed all over
me until they seemed satisfied and stepped away. I noticed that most of them
were also pregnant. The men had a quick look at me, congratulating Suur on
what a good job he'd done. That made me really proud. Just then another
team of females arrived wearing shiny white body suits. Although they were
clearly Goobers, they seemed different, slimmer than the rest of us. (I later
learned that males can inseminate hosts in two different ways; One turns you
into a baby making machine, like me. The other into a nurturing female who
would raise the children and look after the breeders.) Suur informed them that
I was overdue and that he would like me to be induced. They then helped me
to the breeding pens and into my own stall. I can vaguely remember the place
being full of heavily pregnant Goobers, in various states of labour. My team
of helpers removed my gown, and carefully coated my body in a warm gel,
before lowering me onto a strange type of low slung hammock. This was all
done silently. I waited anxiously as my legs were pulled wide appart and my
ankles strapped up to secure them that way. My mind was a confusion of
hunger and excitement as I was prepped for delivery. Finally, my vision
obscured by my massive tits, I felt a sharp pain in my vagina, followed by a
warm sensation spreading upwards through my stomach. Then my belly
quivered like jello and I let out a little grunt as I felt Junior move. This was it!
This was what I had been waiting 8 months for! I could feel my baby
writhing around inside me, so I tried to push it out, but couldn't. The
movement inside me hurt, although not anyway near as much as I'd
expected. I don't know how long I was in labour for until Junior pushed his
way out into the world. Goober babies practically deliver themselves meaning
that their mothers just have to lay back and endure it until child forces itself
out. Junior looked like his father except that he was obviously smaller and
slightly pudgier. I held him briefly before he was taken away to be cared for
by a suitable female. The helpers cleaned me up and dressed me in suitable
attire to await collection by my owner. My mind began to clear as I waited for
Suur. Gone was my hunger and excitement about being a mother only to be
replaced by... fear! I looked about me at the birthing pens and then at my
bloated body. As if for the first time I realised what I had become, and
wanted to cry out. I wanted to be changed back to the man I was eight
months ago, before I had been slowly transformed into a plump alien female,
solely for the purposes of having Suurs babies. But, of course, I couldn't. I
was this way to stay. Then the feeling turned to anger. I wanted revenge on
the beast who had done this to me. But as my thoughts turned to Suur I
began to feel happy again. How could I hate someone who had given my life
such new meaning? Then I felt someone squeeze my ass. I looked up to see
Suurs handsome face.

"You've done well." He smiled "Junior is a healthy boy. I made a
good choice to pick a human, you really are fertile."

I just looked up, lidding my eyes demurely at my master. I felt so
happy, relieved at being told that I had performed well. The hunger returned,
as did the urge, no... need to be pregnant again. Suur merely smiled
triumphantly at the look in my eyes.

It's now nearly 3 months since the birth of Suurs child, Gorm. Suur
has just returned from another trip to the human populated part of the
universe with a Nursing female to look after Gorm and myself. I don't think
that she has been fully transformed into a Goober yet, but her new tits are
nice and big, so Junior won't go hungry. I can tell that she's still confused by
what has happened to her. I remember when I felt the same way. Soon
though she'll forget about being human and become an obedient female, like
me. Even now I'm taking Suur his evening meal, dressed as his little bunny
girl. The outfit is looser than it used to be, since all I've had to eat recently are
demoxhadrin tablets. Suur will soon fatten me up though, and I'll balloon up
into a pregnant female again. The way I should be. The way I feel happiest.

(fin)

This Goobers story style in writing reminds me of Belly577 "Powerman" comic and slightly of "Seti the first delivery" story. Especially the reference to the spacestation clothing shop and salon 'Madam Pings Beauty Salon', so "Powerman". Is there more reference as to the author of the story?

Sick twisted puppy wrote:

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Hey! I am glad you posted this story, It is nice to read 'Almost Everything' again.  But can you also post the previous story of how Kelly found the genie Ania.  Became Kelly/Alan, uberpregnant and parents of 6 with Brittany?  Nice precusor for this story.

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 It's already up. It's here.

Also, we have a seperate thread for story requests. Please do it there.

-- Edited by theKicking on Friday 30th of December 2011 03:51:57 PM

To Sock twisted puppy:

I don't know much about the author, sorry that I cant be helpful with your question.
I love the story SETI too, hope it'll get finished by someone....I thought one of the writer already the member here, looking forward to it.

Te Everyone:
Now I'm reviewing my save room, I'll keep this page updated as long as there's some goodies there, and I'll read the requests from "looking for stories" and try to help out as much as possible.

Hope U all enjoy reading.....Also minded on the links that I'm connecting, something that wasn't able to post here, I'll try to share a link.

and the stories that I'm going to upload was a random selections, I may not know where I saved it from.

OK, enjoy...the next one coming

Reversal of Misfortune
By Weirdoid


"You'll never become a man again!" the old witch sneered, "pregnancy makes a 
change irreversible". Jack shuddered in fear, then remember what he heard before 
'Magic can make anything possible'. He smiled and rushed forward shoving the 
witch back and jerking the amulet from her hand. 

He held the amulet over his head and focused on being a man again. He felt his 
hair shorten, his muscles well, his breasts get smaller, and his waist get 
narrower. He felt his face get manly again and his crotch grow back to male. He 
looked at his reflection in stagnant water of her cauldron and saw he was male 
again. 

His attention was broken as he heard the old witch cackle. "FOOL!", she sneered, 
"You may have reversed the change but you are still pregnant. Now you are only 
going to be suffering force for trespassing upon the covens sacred grounds." 

Jack turned to run, but only reached the edge of the woods before getting tired 
and panting. He turned to look back and was relieved the witch was not pursuing 
him. He panted to catch his breath, it was odd he got so winded so quickly, it 
must be all this extra weight. 

He put a hand on his stomach and slowly started working his way to civilization, 
he was surprised he could feel a kick. As he worked his way back one thought 
kept bothering him. How would he give birth. 

He walked awkwardly with all of this added weight, more of a pregnant waddle. 
'At least I am lucky", he thought, 'the witches pregnancy spell didn't lock me 
in a female form'. As he went along though he started to wonder more and more 
what his wife would think. 

When he finally reached his house jack waddled to the living room and collapsed 
on the couch. All that moving with the added weight made his legs hurt and his 
backache. As he sat there his wife came into the room. When she saw him her jaw 
dropped in surprise. "oh my god, honey. What happened to you?" she said sounding 
very very concerned. 

"You're never going to believe this", jack said, "but, well, when me and my 
buddies went fishing at our secret little fishing hole, an old trout stream in 
the woods, I got lost. We were heading home because it was getting late and I 
got separated from the rest of them. I knew the general direction home however. 
I saw a clearing in the evening light and decided to camp out there. It looks 
like someone camped there often, their was a spot for a fire, and a big metal 
pot. And an old tree I could easily tear a few dead branches off of for 
firewood. However I did not know it was the meeting place for a coven of 
witches, and that the old gnarled tree was somehow sacred to them. When I tried 
to get firewood from it I sort of was seen as defiling it. A witch made me into 
a pregnant woman, but I got my manhood back. But I am still pregnant. After that 
I tried to hurry home before dark. That was why I was back so late." 
His wife stared in disbelief, then looked down at his belly an cautiously 
reached a hand down to it. She pulled her hand back surprised when she felt the 
kick. "y.. you, you are pregnant!" she said. "Is their anything I can get you to 
make things easier." 

"an abortion maybe" Jack said with a laugh, but stopped laughing when his wife 
gave him an angry look. He knew she was against them. "Well, ok. This may sound 
odd but I am having the strangest craving for some ice cream, and pickles. " 

His wife brought the food in to her and he ate it then fell asleep on the couch. 

The next morning he woke up to an awful pain, like a muscle spasm in his lower 
stomach. He let out an agonized groan and his wife came running in. "are you 
ok?" she said sounding worried. "yeah", he said, "just a muscle spasm." He 
groaned again as another spasm hit him. "you're not going into labor she said?" 
"I doubt it", he replied "I just got pregnant". "yeah, but you look nine months 
along now" she replied. "it's probably just false labor" he said. 

He struggled to get up from the seat and he could not, she pulled him up to his 
feet and he hugged her. He went to head to the bathroom to shower when on the 
way he felt more pain, and very very wet down below. 'I didn't have to go to the 
bathroom for that' he thought, then it dawned on him... his water broke. 

"honey, get the car around" he said, "I am in labor". 

He got into the passenger's side and she rushed him to the hospital. She could 
hear his agonized groans as she argued with the doctors trying to convince them 
a man was actually pregnant. The arguing was wasting precious time, but one got 
convince when he touched Jacks stomach and felt the kicks. More time was wasted 
as they did an ultrasound to confirm it wasn't a hoax. By then the contractions 
were mere minutes apart. 

He lay on the hospital bed, legs spread, feeling very embarrassed as doctors 
gathered around him. He was as much a curiosity to them as a patient. By now the 
contractions were agonizing. His wife stayed wisely out of reach so he wouldn't 
break her hand from squeezing it. He heard the damage pregnant women do to their 
boyfriends at this time, for men it must be worse. 

The doctors seemed busy to argue whether to use a C-section or not, when one of 
them looked down at his crotch in a look of surprise. "you won't believe this 
but his male parts are, uhm... dilating". 

"push, push!" his wife coached him. "YOU PUSH!" he shouted back in pain, but he 
did try to do the breathing and push as well he could. "Can't I have pain 
medicine here!" he shouted. His wife gave him an angry look and said "Not on 
your life." She was a big fan of natural birth, even if this birth was more 
supernatural due to the magic involved. 

he pushed again, and again, feeling the agony of a baby passing through a part 
made only to pass fluid. At least the magic seemed to be able to keep him from 
suffering serious harm by making the birth possible. Finally a doctor shouted "I 
see the head!" soon after he had his final contraction and the baby was born. He 
held his new kid while his wife hugged him. 

"Pretty special huh", she said,"the first man to give birth." 

"yeah", he said, "but how will I feed it?" 

"easy", she said as she squeezed his little male nipples and saw milk drip out 
down his flat male chest." 

As for the baby, it had the doctors puzzled too. Mainly due to the simple 
question of whether it was a boy or a girl. It seemed sex change magic during 
pregnancy did have an affect on it as it kept changing gender. 'What an 
interesting life it's have when it grows up" jack thought as he sat their happy 
to have a complete family for once. 

THE END 

-- Edited by 55885 on Friday 30th of December 2011 08:09:10 PM

Chapter Two

Later I awoke to the doctor checking my bandages. The wound had healed and my stomach was flat again. "Good mourning" I raised and sat up. "Do you feel up to a walk?"

"Very. Can I see my ship?"

"Of course, would you like some clothes?"

"Uhh.. yes, I guess."

What a odd question. He handed me a a jacket and some pants. Dressed we walked down some dark corridors. The adjacent rooms I saw more tall slim men in lab coats, all gorgeous youthful looking and staring at me.

"Thank you for healing me doctor...?"

"Noll, Chip Noll. No problem." He said as we walked outside to a transport vehicle looking machine. It had no wheels so I guessed they had hover abilities. We climbed in and were off into the crystal blue air over the skyscrapers of steel surrounded by lush greens.

"You have presented many questions. The District has asked to speak with you. They are curious of your origins."

"Oh, I, well..."

"Your ship for example, what type of shuttle is it and such."

I was at a loss to how I was to explain my mission and if I should explain.
The District was made of the oldest of the planet, all youthful in appearance, they had the responsibility of being the wisest of their world.

They asked about all my origins. I explained my mission and how far I have come. They murmured for a while then asked Dr. Noll if I received a Dijuno.

He answered yes, they were most concerned and turned to me. They explained that this world was called Khazad-Dum
"On this Earth how does your species propagate?" They asked.
"Well, we have them through cloning or with a female."

"A female?!" The all said most shocked. "We haven't had a female in centuries."

"Then..."

"You see," Noll said to aside, "we propagate through male/male consumption. Our semen creates a child in a male by a male. Along with various other features."

"So if you put that in me..."

"Well, you will have a child in about a month."

My face went white.

-- Edited by 55885 on Friday 30th of December 2011 08:21:51 PM