02-04-2017, 03:22 PM
As he slept and even as he laid awake in the mattress his stomach grew, not as large as it was the last time this happened and not as...misshapen. This time he filled out everywhere, his belly grew round and full like he was a woman half way through her pregnancy. He reminded himself of the day he left his wife to go on this godforsaken Mars exploration, she was this pregnant with their child when he said goodbye. It felt like a curse when he thought about it, he brought this upon himself for being how he was, selfish and egotistical. Being here had changed him, and he wasn't sure if it was for the greater good or the lesser, the aliens must have been on a misson to punish him. They must've.
Despite what Chris told him, it still terrified him to think of what might be inside of him, what sentinent being could be festering... He knew that the other man was already attached to it and that made a sick feeling bubble up in his chest like some bad dessert. His hands rested on his perfectly round belly and he looked down at it as he sat up beside Chris in bed, it had been two nights since their conversation. He wasn't sure what he would do, the last time this happened it hasn't taken so long, only maybe a full day and some odd hours. Never almost three, his nails dug into the soft flesh of his broad paunch and he grit his teeth, he didn't feel anything so far. The astronaut was almost glad, maybe whatever is was inside of him was dead, his shoulders relaxed slightly at that thought.
Despite what Chris told him, it still terrified him to think of what might be inside of him, what sentinent being could be festering... He knew that the other man was already attached to it and that made a sick feeling bubble up in his chest like some bad dessert. His hands rested on his perfectly round belly and he looked down at it as he sat up beside Chris in bed, it had been two nights since their conversation. He wasn't sure what he would do, the last time this happened it hasn't taken so long, only maybe a full day and some odd hours. Never almost three, his nails dug into the soft flesh of his broad paunch and he grit his teeth, he didn't feel anything so far. The astronaut was almost glad, maybe whatever is was inside of him was dead, his shoulders relaxed slightly at that thought.
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