Running out of time (mpreg, alien birth, medical)

[pregnancywanted]

"We're losing him doctor!" the nurse yelled as the operating ward filled with a cacophony of warning beepers and buzzers. Almost elbow deep in the womb of his patient, Dr. Alex Johnson worked furiously to free the alien fetus from his patient's womb before it was too late. Other nurses and staff gathered around the patient trying to revive him so that Alex could finish the c section.

The one long tone from the ekg let occupants of the room know that it was too late, making it the 22 patient Dr. Johnson had worked on that had died during delivery of their alien fetus. So far, since the infection began, not a single pregnant man had survived birth. And not a single fetus had survived the ordeal either.

But this failure in the operating room carried more significance than just another loss of a patient during delivery. Visible through the bloodstained front of his scrubs and operating gown was the unmistakable bulge of a pregnant belly, the gravid arc punctuated by the point where Alex's belly button was poking against the teal fabric. Dr. Johnson was almost 8 months pregnant with a fetus of his own. And he was running out of time.


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Anyone is welcome to join as either medical staff, friends of Alex, or other patients. Just introduce yourself before posting. A little about Dr. Johnson:
height: 6'5"
hair color: red
skin: fair
eye color: blue
weight before conception: 195
current weight: 246
sexual preference: straight, but the hormones are definitely starting to make Alex more willing to experiment.

[pregnancywanted]

Alex looked and Jocelyn and Gabrielle still trying to come to terms with what had just unfolded. "We were close that time. I was nearly able to fully open the uterus and begin separating the two umbilical cords" Alex explained, making mention to how the alien fetus had two umbilical cords, one to supply the fetus with blood and another to supply the fetus directly with digested food from its father. "The uterine wall was so tough I could barely cut it" Alex said, placing one hand over his belly as he felt the fetus inside of him kick lightly.

[shotgunsaint]

Name: Deacon Byer (surgical technician intern)
Height: 5'7"
Skin: Cream
Hair: Black
Eye colour: Grey
Sexual preference: Homosexual

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Deacon leaned against the wall, sitting on a bench as they discussed the operation. He was exhausted, the procedure having taken nearly three hours; even more discouraging since it seemed to be entirely for naught. In addition, Deacon himself had tested positive for the virus just a few days ago.

He raised his head, sighing. "I heard a clinic in Philadelphia had some luck with a new experimental surgical laser in cutting the uterine tissue. They lost the patient, but they were able to keep the fetus alive for almost an hour."

[pregnancywanted]

"It's worth a shot. We should definitely look at paying them a visit to see their procedure" Alex said, pulling off his surgical apron. "Do we have any other patient due to deliver in the next few days? We can't leave if anyone here is due to be induced soon."

(anyone want more details on the fetus and the nature of the pregnancy?)

[shotgunsaint]

Deacon sighed as he stood. "I'd have to check with reception, but I think the soonest any of out patients are due is two months. Shouldn't take any chances, though."

(I wouldn't mind more details)

[pregnancywanted]

Deacon checked with the receptionist, and discovering that no new patients were due for nearly six weeks got in contact with the Philadelphia clinic to pay them a visit. Soon the five of them, Deacon, Gabrielle, Jocelyn, Alex, and a technician who carried the newly-dead fetus in the patient's uterus in a cooler for the physicians in Philadelphia to see, found themselves in a van driving the five hours to Philadelphia. Deacon drove while Alex rode shotgun, holding his ball belly that rested between his legs on his seat. In the back the technician spoke up, a young woman new to the clinic with almost no knowledge of the infection or how the pregnancies worked, to ask Alex what was going on.

"Well" Alex said, "the infection began almost a year ago. Men seemingly chosen at random became infected with a virus unlike any mankind has seen before. These men initially experienced flu like symptoms which then transitioned to nausea, bloating, and cramping. The virus combines its DNA with the DNA of its host to create a viable embryo which implants itself against the wall of its host's large intestine. But unlike other male pregnancies, this embryo forms its own uterus, complete with a dual placenta which supplies the growing fetus with both blood to and from its hosts in one umbilical cord and partially digested food and waste from the fetus in another. Because the fetus is being supplied with both blood and food from its host, it grows much more rapidly than typical human fetuses." Alex paused to look down at his own belly. "Even though I'm only eight months pregnant, this fetus already weights 16 to 17 pounds. The problem with the deliver is that the uterus has no birth canal. It's entirely enclosed around the fetus. So the first patients who tried to deliver naturally found themselves literally trying to push out their entire insides along with the fetus, still in its uterus. Even worse, the uterus is incredibly tough and covered in vascularization, so c sections are extremely difficult and almost always fatal to the patient and fetus. Even the most potent abortion drugs seem to have no effect on the fetus, forcing the infected me to carry each fetus to term." As Alex spoke, he shifted his weight in his seat and pressed his thighs together, as if uncomfortable. "Deacon, you really gotta pull this van over, I've got to pee like a racehorse" Alex said, the effects of the fetus' weight over his pelvis clearly taking their toll.

[shotgunsaint]

Deacon nodded as he took the next off ramp, both glad to have a break in the explanation and understanding Alex's need completely; though only two weeks pregnant, he himself was feeling the symptoms at full force. As he parked the car at a rest stop, he wondered how Alex could remain so objective about his condition. With his due date a little over a month away and little chance for his survival, Alex should rightly be anxious beyond belief -- which he no doubt was on the inside. A natural leader, keeping his composure under immense stress.

[pregnancywanted]

Waddling out of the men's restroom feeling immensely relieved, Alex stopped at the convenience mart of the rest stop to buy six honey buns, a block a cheese, and half a gallon of chocolate milk. Eating for two, Deacon could clearly see Alex had succumbed to the cravings associated with being pregnant as he waddled back to the van, holding his bag of food in one hand and the front of the belly in the other.

[shotgunsaint]

Deacon smirked knowingly as Alex got back in the car with the bag of food.
"Gee, think you got enough food, Alex?" he asked sarcastically. It was a completely groundless tease of course; with the cravings Deacon had been experiencing lately, it would only make sense that one much further along in their pregnancy would have the same cravings tenfold.
They were soon back on the highway, Deacon's mouth watering as his sensitive nose picked up the scent of Alex's snacks

[pregnancywanted]

"You'll understand in a few months" Alex said to Deacon as he powered through his honey buns, cheese, and half gallon of milk before burping and then rubbing his belly contentedly. "That should hold me for an hour or so" Alex said with a laugh.

[shotgunsaint]

"Think you might be able to push it to two?" he asked, "Because that's about how much longer it's gonna take to get to the clinic."
He knew they were all cramped and weary from the trip, and he was starting to experience his own hunger pangs.

[pregnancywanted]

"I'll sure try" Alex said as he watched the countryside fly past. "I say once we get to Philadelphia we eat and then get right down to business with." Alex said, determined.

[shotgunsaint]

"Sounds like a plan." The rest of the trip went smoothly, with only a few more rest stops needed. Soon they were within the city limits, searching for a restaurant near the hospital or the hotel they would be staying at.

[pregnancywanted]

The crew stopped at a diner for a hearty (read: fatty) dinner and then made their way to the clinic in Philadelphia. Once there, they introduced themselves to the surgeons who had developed the plan on how to perform c sections on the alien fetuses. The doctors explained how a laser was used to open the uterus, cauterizing the uterine walls as the cut was made, but the c sections had yet to be successful. It seemed like the host's body just could not handle the stresses of such a violent c section procedure with such an incredibly large fetus. Discouraged but not defeated, the crew and the doctors from Philadelphia set to work trying to devise a technique that would work.

[Tiberias]

Name: Jack
Height: 5'11
Age: 20
Status: Pregnant Patient, 8½ months
Eyes: Green
Hair: Brown
Skin: Tan


The patient only know as Jack waits in the office of Dr. Alex for his ultrasound. He mysteriously appeared at the hospital afew weeks ago and not much is known about him or how get became infected.

[shotgunsaint]

Deacon had very little to add to the discussion; his job was to run the instruments, not find new ways to use them. Hormone and steroid treatments were also being discussed, the possibility existing in gene therapy to gradually thin the uterine wall to reduce trauma from cutting it. Altogether it was over the technician's head, so nearly at dawn he broke away from the group's all-night meeting to take a nap.