10-03-2015, 10:00 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-06-2015, 03:15 AM by KrocodileKrew.)
"No kidding," Cal grumbled. At that moment, a flurry of flutters erupted inside him. Moaning with discomfort, the expectant young man lay back on his bed, pulling his shirt up to gaze upon his bump. His hands rested on the sides of it and was suddenly seized by wonder and pleasure, his distress forgotten as he tried to mother his restless progeny. "Calm down, little baby," he pleaded, stroking his sensitive tummy with both hands. "Please... Mummy needs to adjust... oof!" His voice cracked. "Please, you're hurting Mummy!"
Suddenly, the punching and kicking died down, and Cal cooed as he petted and caressed the swell. "Yes, little one... calm..." he sighed.
Suddenly, the punching and kicking died down, and Cal cooed as he petted and caressed the swell. "Yes, little one... calm..." he sighed.