The Star-Man's Womb

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"Yeah, I like that one too." Trian pulled out the dress in question and placed it on the bed. "Help me get out of these clothes."

[Eskal]

Jeremy smiled and helped Trian out of his clothes.

[FweepFwopFwoop]

Trian pulled some pantyhose on, rolling it up over his belly. Then he pulled on the dress. "Can you get the zipper? And the ribbon?"

[Eskal]

"Sure thing." Jeremy zipped up the back of the dress and tied the ribbon.

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"Thanks." Trian smoothed the fabric over his belly and looked at himself in the mirror. "My older sister, Ilida, she's a big name in the fashion world. Like, a BIG name. Now that she's got two pregnant brothers, I wonder if she'll make a maternity line."

[Eskal]

"If that's the case, you should be one of the models."

[FweepFwopFwoop]

Trian laughed. "Yeah right. I don't have what it takes for that."

[Eskal]

"You should, you're the hottest alien I've ever met."

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"I'm also the ONLY alien you've ever met."

[Eskal]

"I stand by my statement."

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"Pffft," Trian playfully pushed Jeremy back onto the bed. "You're crazy."

[Eskal]

"Crazy for you," Jeremy chuckled.

[FweepFwopFwoop]

Trian gagged. "Gross. Did George Lucas write for you?"

[Eskal]

"I'm a person, Trian, not some movie character."

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"That was still pretty lame, though."

[Eskal]

Jeremy got back up and kissed Trian.

[FweepFwopFwoop]

"So, let's see what clothes you have."

[Eskal]

"Alright." Jeremy rummaged through his closet and pulled a few outfits.

[FweepFwopFwoop]

Trian sat onto the bed. "Your turn to model for me!"

[Eskal]

"Alright. Alright." Jeremy put on a nice pair of jeans and a white button-up shirt.