[AMalePregnancyWorld]

         Steven's head began to cloud as he listened to the prince. He had to admit, what Emory was saying was pretty true, if there was ever to be a pregnant man, he was a good a candidate as anyone else. "Well, you're right.." He trailed as he though of all the past women he had been with in college and all the women that he caught the eye of, and no really had that "wife material" as he often put it to his friends. "...None of those women really were set out to be a good wife for me.  Plus, I mean, no one else could carry better then me. And it's only for nine months, that's not to terrible." He sighed as he sat on the edge of the bed, deep in thought. What he was about to say was going to change his life forever and he swallowed hard before beginning. "Well Emory, if I can call you by your first name, you do bring up a fine argument. I think...I think..." He paused, even with the medication pulsing through him it was hard to say, "I think I'll help you out."