12-20-2015, 09:10 PM
Color and motion seem to fuse, becoming one and the same. Tobias looked around and saw a peaceful meadow, with flowers newly bloomed, bees collecting nectar peaceably, and even weeds finding a place to thrive. A balance of nature reigned here, and he sat with a ponderous belly as he observed it all.
He couldn't move his hands, but the weight and scope of his front told the story well enough. He was enormously pregnant. His crotch felt heavier as well, and he guessed that his even his fatherly organs flourished in the nurturing and crisp mountain air. His chest felt soft and pliable, reminding him of Ridell's radiant glow as she nursed their sons. And he felt wider, like his rear end and hips were making room for the clutch and litter growing inside him. What a mystical place, caring for his body so delicately just by being there! The stars and the sun seemed to stretch over an obsidian sky, and the ground had a glow that let him see into the infinite distance...he swore he could see stars that had never been seen before!
Tender and warm hands stroked his stomach. His King? Yes...Darius was here, keeping him company. His fine and fat erection was lodged inside him, and it seemed to gently vibrate. What a loving mate, how did he get so lucky to find a King so devoted to his pleasure? Tobias decided to return the favor more directly, once he could. He wanted to fill his mouth and throat...But the hill of flesh that seemed intent to pin him down reminded him of the joy of basking in his blessings. It could wait. He wanted to smell the grass and admire the trees...one of them looked like the one he tried to fell, but it was perfectly fine. Not even a scratch. Of course, any tree in this place would be healed very simply.
His head swam as he turned it slightly, like he was drunk. A spiritual inebriation, urging him to not have even a single worry. For whatever reason, he felt it came from within...not the magic of the meadow, but his own heart seemed to be more slowly and steadily. 'Be at peace.' And he was, as he looked to the stars and melted into his lover's touch...
He couldn't move his hands, but the weight and scope of his front told the story well enough. He was enormously pregnant. His crotch felt heavier as well, and he guessed that his even his fatherly organs flourished in the nurturing and crisp mountain air. His chest felt soft and pliable, reminding him of Ridell's radiant glow as she nursed their sons. And he felt wider, like his rear end and hips were making room for the clutch and litter growing inside him. What a mystical place, caring for his body so delicately just by being there! The stars and the sun seemed to stretch over an obsidian sky, and the ground had a glow that let him see into the infinite distance...he swore he could see stars that had never been seen before!
Tender and warm hands stroked his stomach. His King? Yes...Darius was here, keeping him company. His fine and fat erection was lodged inside him, and it seemed to gently vibrate. What a loving mate, how did he get so lucky to find a King so devoted to his pleasure? Tobias decided to return the favor more directly, once he could. He wanted to fill his mouth and throat...But the hill of flesh that seemed intent to pin him down reminded him of the joy of basking in his blessings. It could wait. He wanted to smell the grass and admire the trees...one of them looked like the one he tried to fell, but it was perfectly fine. Not even a scratch. Of course, any tree in this place would be healed very simply.
His head swam as he turned it slightly, like he was drunk. A spiritual inebriation, urging him to not have even a single worry. For whatever reason, he felt it came from within...not the magic of the meadow, but his own heart seemed to be more slowly and steadily. 'Be at peace.' And he was, as he looked to the stars and melted into his lover's touch...