Mpreg Central

Chris holds onto Peter's hand as the human pushes to try and force the large egg from his body. When the newest pain passed the human was left panting heavily as he tried to regain his breath.

Peter pressed his face into the other male's flat middle as he gripped his shirt tightly with a groan, his sphincter clinched and unclinched around the girth of the egg. His head rolled back as he faded for a moment, then came back, curling forwards on his lap and sobbing as he pushed again.

Chris could do nothing but continue to watch and try to comfort him as best he could. This egg seemed bigger than the last and with Peter now curled up against him Chris could get a few glances or so at it as it peeked from Peter's opening.

Peter felt the egg wobble inside of his rectum, groaning and shuddering as he pushed a few short times more with a soft sob,"What was it...? What was the...message?"He asked beneath his breath, turning his head up to look at Chris quietly, his fingers kept his fingers curled into the other's clothing, his head tilting back again,"Mnngh-"He huffed and panted, toes curling as well as he suffered.

"It was nothing, just a bunch of jibberish and static." He continues to run his hand along Peter's back and through his hair as the man continues to try and birth the large egg. Though the longer they laid there, the more the eggs began to back up, they were ready to be birthed but the larger one was blocking the path.

Peter looked disheartened at what Chris said and he pouted some,"No one here to-hn...rescue us?"He shuddered again when his stomach contracted and grit his teeth as he turned more onto his side. His legs spread more and he groaned softly, his back arching as he pushed again with the contraction. His head tilted back into the others lap and he panted, his nails digging into the other man's shirt and flesh as he gripped onto him. It wasn't soon, but finally the human spat out the large egg finally from his anus and moaned as a trail of smaller grey eggs followed behind.

When the flood of eggs finally ends Chris only watches as Peter practically curls up as much as he can in his lap, still holding onto him.

He had laid two black eggs, they differed in size but they were obviously the same type of thing the baby was, he felt the egg wobbling even after it had came out of him. It was hot and almost steaming between his legs in the small cluster of grey eggs that wiggled as well. He slipped away into unconsciousness for a few moments with his fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt and his mouth hung open. As the human snored lightly, his belly wasn't as large as before though it was obvious there were still things inside.

Chris moves Peter back to the bed, laying him down to rest. He didn't bother with the eggs, simply leaving them where they laid. As Peter slumbered Chris found himself drifting in and out of consiousness as he attempted to rest as well.

The human trembled and shivered in his sleep, his stomach was around the size it was when Chris had first found him in the cockpit alone and bloody. He didn't feel safe, though he did feel comforted at least when he was against the other man's chest. Peter tossed and turned in his fitful sleep, grunting and groaning lightly as his stomach contracted and he pushed lightly with each small twinge. A few more grey eggs were laid beneath him into the pile he had before he fell off of the bed and soon one last great black one as poking from him.

The very tip of the egg could be seen as it peeked through Peter's opening. The human continued to give a few meager pushes, the egg having his insides all pushed aside as it had traveled down the birth canal. There was a large pressure in his hips, one he hoped would just go away if he ignored it.

Peter turned onto his knees as he pushed his face into Chris's chest, his arms wrapped around him and his belly laid in the others lap. He groaned long into the others shirt and spread his legs more as he struggled to keep pushing in his half sleep with the girthy egg stretching him slowly.

Chris runs his hands along Peter's back for a minute or two before letting his hand travel lower to run over the slick surface of the egg as it pokes from Peter's ass.

Peter shuddered, tensing for a moment as he felt the other man's hand cupping the heavy egg that wiggled with slight movements from inside. He parted his eyes some, his pupils were blown wide and he looked to cross into a state of pleaaure as Chris's finhers ran along the edge of his anus. His stomach lurched and he groaned into the other's pants leg as he whimpered again, arching his back with a quiet moan as he begab pushing once more.

Chris continues this for a few minutes as the egg continues to wiggle. It seemed to be lodged in Peter's ass for the moment, the widest point lodged in Peter's pelvis.

Pushing did nothing, but it felt unequally good, his eyes rolled back and he moaned short and blissfully as he repeatedly pushed his anus against the others fingers. Losing himself to the mixture of intensities, with the continuous pushing and moaning and squirming, the egg just seemed to lodge inside of him more and more. Until he was sobbing from pleasure, just wanting it to end, his prostrate squished to a point of no return and tears streaming from his shut eyes.

Chris continues his actions, having nothing else to do. He eventually moved his hands to run along Peter's back.

Peter dry heaved as his body was overwhelmed with intensities he couldn't explain, some unnatural feelings that coursed through his veins leading him to cry out in blissful agony. Before sobbing brokenly, collapsing into the other man's lap in a incoherent fit of raspy mumbles as the recently laid egg steams between his legs. The largest he's had and the darkest black either of them has ever seen, the astronaut had passed out in the others grasp barely a moment after.

Chris stares at the egg though runs his hand along Peter's back as he dozed, if you could call it that.

The rest of the eggs, small grey and translucent had come out of him easily, they trailed into a wide pile between his legs. As he slept against Chris, his eyes were shut in a grimace as he laid against the other man, being in his arms made his levels of comfort increase, even with the aching of his widened hips and torn anus. The young astronaut woke up hours later, empty finally as he burrowed into the other's chest and stomach, he grunted lightly and soon enough the pouch came out. Or what looked like the overly stretched thing the offsprings were put into by the alien mother, it looked more like a placenta than anything. It made it obvious that he hasn't been given something temporary, he had been given a womb,"Chris..."He murmured in his half sleep, turning his head to the left then to the right as he buried his hands into the man's shirt.