[AMalePregnancyWorld]

Steve's head was still spinning and aching; one moment leaving the ball field, the next, some weird palace in the middle of nowhere. "Um, uh, yeah. A beer would be good, thanks." Unbeknownst to him that this would be one of his last tastes of alcohol for a long while.  The prince walked over to the bar and grabbed a bottle and handed it to his guest of honor who quickly opened it and took a swig of the cool beverage. "I'm Steve Smith, regular old Steve Smith. Nice to, uh, meet you Prince", he smiled weakly, "Quite a place you got here, very impressive". Steve looked around the room, at the fancy accents of gold and red that were placed on the walls and different paintings that looked quite expensive that dotted the large and expansive room. After nearly chugging half the bottle of his beer, he sighed, "So, let's cut to the chase, can we? Why the hell did you pass me out and drag me into the middle of goddamn no where?" Steve asked, the alcohol in his blood helping him build his courage and suppressing the ache in his head.