Mpreg Central

I looked at your back, seeing my cum trickling down the inside of your thigh was so arousing I am almost regretting my decision. I went forward to run my hand against your round butt and said, trying not to sound too seducing. "Perhaps we needed another shower.... both of us. We are sticky and sweaty and. . You know, in neeed of another round of cleaning."

"You read my mind" I said, stopping to enjoy you feel me up. "We have such fond memories of showers" I back up to feel your cock press against my butt cheeks. "i'm sure we can help each other get clean, but I thought you said you had early shift tomorrow?" I turn round and pull you in closer. "You sure this isn't going to turn into round 3?"

"You have been quite a mind changer.... My self-control is far worse than I thought." As i said I captured your lips again with mine and began our stumbling way to the bathroom. we lathered each other up but in the end i am not sure if i am washing you or seducing you. It was soon that my cock slipped into you again. I chuckled. "You don't really seem to have enough of my cock... and after 2 rounds you seem to be still taking it well."

I grunt and moan as I take your cock for a third time. "There's no way i'm not going to accept this beast"
I say bucking my hips onto your huge cock again and again. I work it until it erupts in me. The super warmth created by your cum triggers my own to start firing from my dick. I stumble off it to clean myself up. "where do you keep it all?" I say lovingly stroking your balls. "how do you make so much?" I rub the end of your still hard member against the swollen belly you gave me. I finish cleaning myself up and hop out of the shower. My stomach hand gone down quite a bit but wasn't what it was at the start of the day.

"You are the reason why they are working in overdrive. I hadnt really come that much for years, not since my teenage days." I am surprised myself by how abundant my seeds were. Getting cleaned earlier than you, I am sitting on the adjoining bedroom waiting for you. I pulled you forward and kissed you, my hand caressing your belly. "That cum belly is so delicious. Say, if we make love as much as we do today, will you be sporting a .big one later?" I asked playfully enjoying your proximity.

(Hmm some time skip? LOL)

"Well there is only one way to find out" I say kissing your chest and working my way down to your cock. I hadn't felt this horny for a long time and needed more. I worked your member with my mouth and both hands, getting you back to your 10 inch majesty. I quickly working until your hard enough then I spin round and slide myself down you again, thrusting deep, urging you to cum in me once more. This happens another two times that night. "so much for your early shift"

(time skip) One month later
I'd moved every thing I needed in to your place. I truly felt at home. The days flew by in a blur of sex and love. You'd go to work and I'd stay at home making sure everything was okay and cleaning where needed. I picked up the occasional shift life guarding but had reduced that amount that I normally did to spend more time with you. One morning I started to feel pretty nauseous. It was the sickest id ever felt and sprinted out of bed and emptied my stomach.

I had a late night shift the previous night so I had only been in bed for 3 hours. I opened my eyes trying to figure out where I am, but soon the retching.sound took away the last of thr sleep. I got up and chased after you. I bend down and frowned hard sesing you throw up into the toilet bowl, rubbing.on your back trying to relief your discomfort. "Djd you eat something weong? Last night? Any other discomfort?"

"I don't know" I say in between bouts of vomiting. "I must have, I don't usually get ill" I say thinking nothing of it. I wash my face and embrace you. "Sorry I woke you up, let's go back to bed" I lead you by the hand back to bed and we get in. I move in closer to you and pull your arms round me. I always enjoyed being the little spoon.
A couple of hours later I'm up again vomiting. I try not to wake you as I sprint for the bathroom. "Must've been something I ate" I say sat on the bathroom floor.

(Sorry have been a busy weekend!)

With my little spoon gone I only mumbled and slightly turned in my sleep, but soon the retching sound reached my ears and i frowned. For a moment i thought i had been dreaming, repeatedly dreaming of you throwing up but soon i found it to be real as I couldn't see you around. I had had enough sleep and went to the bathroom. I frowned with how pale and sick you looked. Giving you a cup of water, I sat down beside you to hold you from behind while you rinsed your mouth. "What is it htat you have eaten? I have never see you this upset.."

"I don't know, I just feel sick" I said taking a large drink of water. I turn round too you making sure you were still holding me and hold you back. "Think i'm just going to go back to bed and sleep this off" I hold your hand and lean you back to bed. I resume my place as the little spoon.

I held you tight in my sleep hoping that you would get better as you said, patting on your muscular back. The situation, however, did not alleviate. If anything it just worsened. You couldn't hold anything down for a few days now, not until quite late at night and you would manage so toast, which made you look weak and exhausted, losing considerable weight already. I brought back some soup back from my shift, hoping that today would be a better day for you. We would be going to my hospital for a throoguh checkup if your symptoms went on any longer.

I woke up and felt alright. Better then I had for a few days. I leave the bedroom planting a kiss on your forehead as I leave and go to get a shower. I come back after the shower still feeling okay. Man, was I hungry. I went down starts and opened the fridge to see what was inside. It was then that a smell hit me and turned my stomach. I run up the stairs to the bathroom and vomited. I returned back to our room. "I think I need that check up doctor"

I frowned hard and took you in my arms. "Is there any other symptoms aside from the vomitting? What usually triggers it?" I asked as I put my coat back on and took the keys, ready to leave at once. You have me quite worried over your condition and I want to find out the reason. "Anything feeling out of place?" I continued to beat around the bushes. These would be standard questions but I want to see if i can reach any preliminary diagnosis first.

"I'm not sure, It's different things that seem to set me off" I say dejectedly. "I guess i'm more tired then usual, but i think that goes hand in hand with the vomiting." I lift up my shirt and begin to rub my belly, it was slightly bigger then normal. "I also feel bloated, a bit like after having you cock fill me up" I move my hands up from my belly to my pecks which were also slightly swollen. "And these" I say pointing at my huge nipples "These are super sensitive, like more so then usual" I pull my shirt back down, as the fabric rubs against my nipplies my face changes to a mix of pleasure and discomfort.
I follow you out holding you close ready to find out what was wrong.

Your symptoms are so distinctive a possibility popped up, but I am not sure if that's the case. Afterall, this was a recently discovered phenomenon affecting about 0.1% of the male population. As I guide the way to the car, I also cup your belly to feel it. It did feel full, filled somehow. I decided to further my examination with you when we arrive. On our way, I couldn't resist the urge and asked. "Cole... actually. hmm. have you thought of kids?"

"What do you mean?" I seam puzzled by the topic of conversation. "You mean in general? Yeah, the're pretty cool I guess" I move closer to you as you cup my belly. "Oh, you thinking of adopting? Making us like a proper family?" I smile and rub your arm. I felt all warm that you were planning our lives together. I couldn't imagine my life with out you. We got in to your car and drove off to the hospital.

"Hmmm perhaps. Not really adoption. Anyway, you are fine with kids right? Like... even a.. baby?" I asked, already planning on the procedures to be done and if it's necessary to conceal it. You could be attracting unnecessary attention, being the first case in the area, if my suspicion was confirmed. I looked at the area of your chest and quickly made some cross-reference with the documentation i had read.

"Yeah, babies are cute, there just like kids only smaller." I say with my own brand of simple logic. "I suppose if we do adopt I would have to be mommy, I'd stay in looking after our kid while you went to work, Daddy." I put emphasis on the word daddy making it sound seedier that it aught to be. 30 minutes later we arrive at your hospital. A state of the art private healthcare facilitate. As I get out of the car I readjust my top and bite my lip as it rubs against my super sensitive nipples. "Can we also get something to calm these down?" I say pointing at them.

"i.... it will depend on your... condition." I said, not wanting to share with you my suspicion when nothing was confirmed yet. I led the way to my own room, nodding to the front desk and the staff passing by, holding your hand tight. A lot of them gave us a knowing smile. Many of my colleauges had commented i looked positively thriving, quite obviously madly in love so they knew who you are immediately. My room was locked, to which i opened with my fingerprint. "Do sit down on the bed. I... want to do this myself, if you don't mind?" I said, changing into my gown and i am all professional now facing you.

"I wouldn't want it any other way Doctor" I say holding both your hands. "Now what do you want me to do? Do you want me to get undress?" I saw how serious you had become and try my hardest not to make sound anything like a chat up line from a bad porno. "just tell me what I need to do."