First actual story here. Contains F/mpreg, t/g, and graphic language so far.
Fred woke with a start. His dream had been so real, so vivid, yet he could barely remember any of it. The first thing he noticed was that everything hurt. His joints ached, his head was pounding, and his back felt like it was being peirced by fiery hot needles. He couldn't remember how he had gotten to bed the previous night. He remembered leaving the party...driving very slowly because he was certain he was drunk, but no one could take him home...and then, he remembered waking up in bed. This was like no hangover Fred had ever experienced. Fred pushed himself up on his elbows and struggled to sit up. "Damn it" He said. "Why am I so sore?" He threw the covers aside to get up and get ready for his shift in a few hours, but was startled to find a slight beer belly hiding underneath the covers.
"What the hell?" He placed one hand on his protruding middle, while running the other through his medium length brown hair. "No way you get a 'beer belly' after a single night of heavy drinking..." He ran his hand around on his belly, kneading it in spots. This wasn't like fat...it was firm. It gave a bit, but he could feel something hard just beneath his skin. Like he had stuffed a ball inside his belly. Fred headed into his bathroom to use the mirror. He was hoping that maybe if he stood up, his slight belly might "suck in" by itself. It didn't. It was just as noticeable as when he had been in bed. Fred shrugged his shoulders, deciding he'd hit the gym more often and lay off the booze for awhile. He hit the internet for a bit while eating his breakfast, a bit larger than usual as for some reason he was STARVING, and continued about his morning. Around noon, he stepped into the shower, washing off the filth and sweat of himself and the other party goers.
He ran his hands along his body, using his Axe Body detailer to lather up. He rubbed his belly sliding easily across it's soap covered surface. Had it grown larger since he had gotten up? He wasn't sure if he was imagining things or not, but his belly certainly felt a bit larger. "Maybe because I haven't really rubbed it before now," he thought to himself. Fred bent down to lather his legs and noticed that it had become rather difficult to bend at the waist. He felt his solid stomach stay in place instead of folding neatly as it had done before. Fred ended up bending awkwardly at the knees and slightly at his waist to wash his legs. As he moved up his body to his genital region, he found himself getting a bit aroused at the warm sensation of the water mixed with his scrubbing. His skin seemed extra sensitive there today. As he lathered around his penis and testes, he felt a patch of smoothish skin that he was certain hadn't been down there when he had showered yesterday. It was just behind his scrotom, and it had a slit running vertically through it.
Fred slipped a finger inside the slit and nearly fell down from the shock of pleasure he received from it. Deciding it would be better to figure out what the hell was going on with his genitals when he didn't have the risk of slipping and breaking his kneck, he moved his detailer up to his chest. As he lathered his chest, he thought his nipples seemed a litte larger and darker. "Great, I have weird shit going on up here too?" He played with his pecks for a minute, feeling them in his hands. They felt less firm than a few days ago. Bouncy even. "Dammit..." Fred grumbled. "I wake up with a hard beer belly, there's some crazy slit behind my balls, and I'm starting to get bitch tits. How else could this day get worse?"
Fred regretted the words as soon as he had spoken them, for at that very instant, something happened. Something inside his stomach rolled.
Great setup, short and to the point. One little detail I would change is the Axe product placement. Unless they're paying you there's no need to mention brand names in your writing, and this applies to just about any subject.
Fred stood there motionless, water from the shower head pelting his chest, his hands glued to his belly. "What the hell was that?" He pondered aloud. He moved his hands all over his swollen middle, poking and prodding, trying to decide if he had imagined something inside him moving. Then it happened again. He felt something brush against his hand, and actually saw his belly slowly change shape. It protruded out a bit further in front of him than it had before, pulsed for a moment, and then settled back to its previous shape, although a bit bigger than it had been before the commotion.
"Holyshitholyshitholyshitholyshit!" Fred stumbled out of his shower, nearly taking a dive to the floor. "What the hell is happening to my body?" He shouted to no one. He stood in front of his mirror, and used his hand to wipe the condensation from the glass. The reflection that greeted was his, but only if he had stopped working out for a few months. His pecks had zero definition. They were starting to look like man boobs for real now. "Are you kidding me? They were not this big a minute ago!" As he looked closer, he decided they were just regular boobs, not man boobs. They were smallish, but they reminded him more of an ex's A-cup chest than they did of "Mr. Wears a T-Shirt in the pool's" chest. His nipples had become even darker, the same color as red velvet cake. And his belly....that was what really surprised him. It was now obvious, even with him staring at it straight on. He turned to the side, to get a profile view of himself. Even more noticeable now.
His stomach looked tight, like it was under pressure. There was no gradual sloping from his ribs to his belly, there was a flat area beneath his ribs, which seemed like it was losing ground to his invading mound, rising without warning from the plain of his midsection. He ran his hand down his taught swollen stomach, all the way to it's base, just beneath his hip line. Something told him this definitely wasn't a "beer" belly. In fact...he didn't like what it reminded him of. He remembered back to when his coworker Vikki had announced that she was pregnant. He had always thought she was very attractive, and he had suspected her news before she shared it. But when she had, she'd cradled her belly with her hands...her fledgling belly that had just been a small bulge at the time. He cradled his belly the same way...the resemblance was unmistakable. Was he...pregnant?
Shaking his head as if to clear these odd thoughts, Fred realized the shower was still on. He reached back in to the shower to turn it off, then began drying himself off. "I can't be pregnant" he said aloud, as though trying to reassure himself. "That's ridiculous. Doesn't happen. Men don't have babies." He started rubbing his swollen belly with the towel. "I can't believe I thought that." He bent to dry his legs and feet, finding it even more difficult this time than the last. "Someone probably put something weird in one of the foods at the party. Allergic reaction. That's what this is." He rubbed his belly, looking down at it. "And if you aren't gone in a few days, we've got an appointment for some serious crunches." Then he felt movement again. Beneath his skin.
"Gaaah! What the hell!? Stop doing that stomach!" Fred hoped his neighbors couldn't hear him. He poked his belly in the spot where he had felt the movement. Nothing happened. He poked again. This time, something from inside his bellypoked back. "Whelp, I'm calling out of work tonight." Fred grabbed his phone and dialed his job. He cradled the phone in his neck as he sat at his desk wearing nothing but his towel. He contemplated what excuse he was going to give his boss for his call out as he brought up a Google page. "Hey Tony, it's Fred. I'm not going to be able to make it in tonight..." He tried to keep his keyboard quiet as he typed'What does a baby kicking feel like' and pressed 'Enter'.
Fred had finished his call to his manager and was browsing his search results for 'What does a baby kicking feel like'. The first link was to WebMD, the second for Yahoo! Answers. He read through both pages in their entirety, absent-mindedly rubbing his smallish belly (but still definitely a belly) as he read. He read through one Yahoo! user's entry "You might feel like butterflies at first, then maybe a little trembling, and sometimes it does feel like gas. Later on, when the baby is bigger, you will feel the kicking. You will feel sudden thumps, you might even see your baby's limbs pressing against you, and you will see a big bump."
"I don't know about butterflies" Fred thought, "But a thump and big bump has definitely happened." He thought back to that extremely odd pulsing earlier, where his belly had seemingly gotten larger, settled back down, and then swelled again and stopped, almost as if someone was blowing up a balloon. None of his search results described anything quite like that. He looked down at his belly, protruding just a bit from his middle, definitely swollen and rounded, but not really too large. "What is causing this?" Fred said aloud as he gave his tummy a pat. It felt pretty hard again. He grabbed his whole stomach with one hand, his palm covering his belly and gave it a shake, wondering if it would slosh, or bounce, or perhaps just stay put. He did not however, expect it to start buzzing. He was alarmed at that response, but as the weirdness of his swelling middle was wearing off, he wasn't really frighetened. If his stomach suddenly did something normal, he might really be surprised.
Fred decided the buzzing would have been similar if he had swallowed his cell phone while it was set to vibrate and someone had called him. It wasn't unpleasant really, just very, very odd. Fred read a few more entries describing the feeling of having a baby growing and moving inside you, and decided that there was definitely something growing in his stomach, he was not sure what it was. Only that it was alive and growing quickly. He closed his browser window and got up to grab a snack. A gnawing hunger he had been ignoring since his shower had suddenly taken a turn for ravenous and could be ignored no longer. He threw on some lounging clothes, then headed to the kitchen and began gathering up some supplie. As long as he had the day off, he figured he could get in some gaming at his PC, as his stomach didn't seem to really be an issue, and he didn't really fancy seeing a doctor about it. He figured that course of action would get him a nice new straight jacket.
He grabbed a glass, a gallon jug of sweet tea, some trail mix, cookies, cheese, and some crackers. He was almost to his desk with his booty when he started to feel his stomach tighten. He plopped everything down, and sat back in his chair, pulling up his shirt so he could get a good view of what his stomach was up to. He pressed his hand against it, experiencing the odd sensation of feeling something rather hard beneath his skin. Then he felt movement again. Something pressed against his hand, hard. More like a jab then a press really. Then, his whole belly shape distorted again, becoming more oblong than round and spherical. Then his belly pulsed getting bigger, and contracting, but not quite to the size it was before. Then it pulsed again. Then again. It finally stopped, a good deal larger and rounder than before.
Fred's mouth was agape. He had thought before that maybe he was pregnant. He knew that was a silly idea. But now, he really looked pregnant. A beer belly this size would never be so perfectly round. He thought of Vikki again, when her belly had gotten this big, she was 5½, maybe 6 months pregnant. He rubbed the much larger expanse of his seemingly fertile mound. Then he felt another jab. "Shit" Fred said to himself and his belly. "Could I really be....pregnant? And...with what?"
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Fred was having a rough time disguising himself. After his second "growth spurt" as he had come to think of it, he decided that something was definitely very, very odd. He felt like he was pregnant with something. He had no idea what. He had examined the slit behind his scrotum again, and had concluded it was extremely vagina-like. He could only assume that meant there was something womb-like attached to it, and something fetus-like growing in there. Besides, he definitely looked pregnant now. His chest had continued expanding, he figured he now had large B or possibly C-cup breasts jutting obscenely from his once toned manly chest. And he had an incredibly round belly protruding from his middle. It wasn't huge...not yet anyway. Fred figured at the rate things seemed to be moving, he would be much larger soon. He had no time to waste. He was going to go get a pregnancy test...that would hopefully answer his question, with minimal questions from anyone else.
Fred didn't particularly relish the idea of going out in his present state, especially in the area around his apartment, for fear of being recognized. If he had the luxury of not carrying a figurative time bomb around in his belly, he would go several miles out of town to buy his certainty. But that wasn't really an option. It was now just after 4PM, and he had barely even noticed his growth four hours ago. Now no one could miss it. He had some gauze wrap left over from a nasty wound he had suffered last year, and did his best to wrap it around his chest, squeezing his breasts as flat as they would go. It was not comfortable at all, but it was better than someone seeing him sporting cleavage while he was out. He still had the problem of his belly though. He pulled on a pair of jeans and found it quite difficult to get them past his rump. It seemed his hips had flared a bit while his belly was growing, giving him a wider stance to carry his added weight. His new larger hips had bestowed a larger booty upon him as well. In fact, his rear was now rather feminine and curvy, and he was barely able to pull his pants up over it.
He was also facing the issue of his manhood being crammed into the front of his much tighter than usual pants, while also being unable to pull up his waistband as high as usual due to his unexpected burden. He was able to scrunch the waistband down, under his belly, and finally fasten the button. Lastly, he threw on a very large hoodie he felt lucky to own. It pretty much obscured his entire shape. Suited up and ready to go, he added sunglasses and a cap just to add further obscurity to his appearance. He checked to make sure the coast was clear outside his apartment before heading to the stairs as fast as he could. Fred found it surprisingly difficult to move quickly while stuffed into his pants with a belly as firm as his. He actually felt his body trying to waddle. He resisted it the best he could. When he finally got down the 4 flights of stairs from his apartment, he was huffing and puffing. It had felt like the longest stair journey of his life. Fred found his car and got in, pushing his seat back a bit to keep his belly from brushing the steering wheel. He pulled on his seat belt unable to reach the latch at first because of the extra material taken up by his swollen stomach. "Dammit, this is frustrating..." he grumbled. He was finally situated and headed off to his least favorite pharmacy, on the other side of town.
The extra girth Fred was wielding behind the steering wheel made driving an interesting experience. His belly, and his scrunched up jeans were making it hard to move his legs around, and he nearly rear ended someone because he couldn't hit the brake fast enough. When he finally go to the pharmacy, which actually didn't take very long at all, he jumped out of his car, as well as someone in his condition could, and attempted to run, but mostly just waddled quickly into the store. He found the pregnancy tests and grabbed five different brands. He got to the counter, where a young teenage guy, maybe 16 was drumming on the register counter. "Dude! Somebody's been busy, eh?" He said to Fred, motioning at the slew of pregnancy tests and winking slyly. "Condoms are on the same aisle though, and their cheaper." As Fred opened his mouth to reply, the thing in his belly did a few barrel rolls. It didn't actually hurt, just felt very awkward and caught him off guard. Fred instinctively placed his right hand on the top slope of his belly, while he used his left hand to rub the front of it. Fred's hoodie was a good concealer, but not while Fred's hands accentuated the shape of it's secret.
The cashier lost his shit. "Dude!!? What the hell!? Are these, are these for you! Are you fucking pregnant dude!?" Fred thought about denying everything and storming out of the store. Maybe even writing a scathing review of the place at Yelp.com. But he really wanted to use the tests. Instead, he leaned in really close to the cashier and said in a barely audible voice, "Hey, dipshit, do you think I'd be buying these if I knew I was pregnant?" The cashier made a pathetic sort of whimpering sound before ringing up Fred's purchase in stunned, paled, silence. He handed Fred his bag without making eye contact and on his way out, Fred heard the poor damaged kid sob before shouting "Get up here Sarah! I need a fucking break!"
Fred's ride home was uneventful, he was actually getting used driving with a swollen middle by the time he got back to his apartment complex. Fred noticed his stomach was staring to graze the steering wheel as he removed his seat belt. "I guess it keeps getting bigger without 'growth spurts' helping" he thought. "Great." he said aloud. He chanced taking the elevator back up to his floor, and just barely missed a collision with Mrs. Lidden on his way out, but otherwise his outside adventure had been mostly uneventful. He removed his hoodie, and could see the reason his breasts had been slowly growing more and more sore was because they were still slowly swelling as well. The gauze was severely warped across the front of his chest. He winced as he removed it, and let his heavy tits burst free of their cotton prison. He also had a hell of a time removing his jeans. When he was finally rid of his disguise, he ripped open all the pregnancy tests and headed to the bathroom. He knew how they worked, and pulled his member out so he could pee. It was then he had the epiphany that a pregnancy test had definitely been developed by a man. Men can aim.
He did his business, sticking the tip of one test into the stream, then moving on to the next. When he was finally done with all of them he headed to his bedroom to find some clothes to wear. He threw on a pair of sweat pants and a tight-ish T-shirt. He was somewhat surprised with himself, but he wanted to see just how big he was getting. He figured if he had to go through this incredibly odd and unnerving experience, and since there wasn't anything he could do to stop whatever was happening inside him, he might as well try to enjoy some part of it. He headed back to the bathroom to see the results of his tests. They were all positive. Every single one. Fred was stunned. He had still thought that there might be another way to explain what was happening to him besides a spontaneous male pregnancy, and sure, pregnancy tests gave false positives sometimes, but not five of them at the same time. It seemed this was the only way to explain the changes in his body. His sudden outwardly female reproductive organ, the rapid growth in his belly, and he supposed his breasts must have been swelling with milk...he placed his hands on his pregnant middle, rubbing it softly. "So I am pregnant." He said to it. "But what are you? And how the hell did you get inside me?" His belly buzzed for a moment before it's occupant began to twist around and contort, changing the round shape of Fred's belly once again.
"Shit, another 'growth spurt'?! How big am I gonna get?!"
Longest chapter yet! Anybody jealous of Fred yet? I am...And again, feedback appreciated! See how fast I added a chapter this time? lol
Oh my god!!! I didnt know there was people like me out there! Your story is like exactly what I dream! I don't feel alone! Keep writing please! I CANT WAIT to read more!!!
Sorry for the long wait on an update guys. Between school, work, and some stuff in my personal life, I haven't been able to update as often as I'd like too. Also Skyrim. I should be able to get another chapter up this weekend. Get excited... ;)