04-15-2017, 07:16 PM
Mitsuo's surpirsed gasp and hold on his belly just prompted Gil to mimick his motion, afraid that it could be something wrong with Mitsuo. The small ripple of movement transferred to his palm was mindblowing. No matter what serum they used, this would still be impossible to create. Gil could feel blood drained from his face as the impossible crossed his mind. He was so shcoked he even stepped back a bit. Through gritted teeth, he asked. "T-that's.... Mitsuo, a-are you p-preg .. ." He couldbt even utter that word. With a now fuller view of Mitsuo's body, the belly was quite prominent. It couldnt be less than 3 months, but not as large as 6, so that could only mean....
Gil felt horrible. His lover cheating on him would be a total joke before this. But now, it seemed like the only joke was him. He turned around, his steps unsteady as he escaped from Mitsuo.
Gil felt horrible. His lover cheating on him would be a total joke before this. But now, it seemed like the only joke was him. He turned around, his steps unsteady as he escaped from Mitsuo.