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Dull and Uninspired...

Have you ever just looked at your current works in progress, go "God I hate all of these" and have zero motivation in completing them? Cause I do.

So unfortunately it is looking like I will not be working on anything new for the rest of this year.

I will try and repost to share stories I have already posted, while I consider what stories are left in my backlogs.

Do enjoy your holdiays!

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Like This

Just a little fluff piece I wrote to get it out of the way. Just a preggy boy who wants to be cuddled.

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Bryce was nestled comfortably in Trevor's lap. There was a sense of contentment radiating through him. Trevor's hands gently caressed Bryce's swollen belly. Feeling the life growing inside of Bryce. Their room was filled with a soothing melody of the rain tapping against the window.

It had been a long journey to reach this point. Bryce and Trevor had never dreamed of starting a family. Yet here they were. Bryce found himself pregnant. Much to the surprise of both of them. They Both knew they were men. Yet someone they never realized that Bryce was the kind who could get pregnant. The weeks turned into months, and Bryce's belly rounded out, getting bigger and heavier as their little boy grew inside of Bryce. Now at thirty-nine and a half weeks, he was easily measuring forty-two weeks. Their boy liked sleeping on Bryce's hip.

Bryce looked up at Trevor, his towering boyfriend was watching the TV. Trevor's hands fixated on feeling Bryce's pregnant belly. Lots of emotions came across Bryce's face. Trevor didn't say a word yet being in this position Bryce felt the love and comfort from his loving partner. Bryce nuzzled his face against Trevor's chest. Trevor smiled. 

Looking down at Bryce, what he saw was Bryce's boyish twink frame blown out with his big pregnant belly. "I love seeing you like this," Trevor whispered softly.

Trevor's voice felt wonderful. His hands continued to rub circles over Bryce's belly. Their baby boy reacted, feeling him rustle around inside of Bryce. The two smiled. "I think he likes it too," Trevor said cheerfully.

"Well, he better not get too comfy in there. Eviction day is coming." Bryce raised his voice at the end making Trevor laugh. 

At this later stage of Bryce's pregnancy, this was a ritual. Their baby would move around, Trevor would comment and Bryce would respond with a form of objection. Trevor would laugh. Trevor held Bryce close as if to give him a nice tight hug. Bryce's heart fluttered, overwhelmed with emotions. 

"Love you," Trevor said sweetly

"I love you too," Bryce responded

"I really do love seeing you like this," Trevor said sweetly

"Like what all big and fat," Bryce said quickly

"Carrying my kid," Trevor's tone shifted to a more sentimental tone, "I never expected us to,"

"It was a surprise," Bryce said with surprise in his voice

"It really was." Trevor let out a light giggle

Bryce put his hands on Trevor's. Together their hands glided over Bryce's pregnant belly. 

"I could have never known this was possible for us. We never talked about kids."

"Until one started growing in me," Bryce said looking down at his belly.

"Yeah," Trevor said most sweetly, "but it fits you so well."

"You calling me girly?" Bryce said playfully

"Oh yeah, you have the greatest feminine ASSets," 

Bryce giggled. "So, umm."

"Another?" Trevor said sweetly

"Oh God not right now," Bryce responded quickly

With a little laughter, Trevor responded "I know not right now. Maybe a year. Or two. You know not to have the little guy be lonely."

Bryce recalled how they Both grew up as only children. Trevor had always wanted a brother when he was little. Bryce gripped Trevor's hands tightly. "We'll, maybe," Bryce said

Trevor looked down at him. Bryce responded tenderly, 'After all as you keep telling me. You love seeing me like this,"

Trevor smiled. "I really do,"

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October Writing Drought

For the entire month of October, I have been in a kind of drought when it comes to starting new stories. I have tried on several occasions and have not been able to start anything new. I have a several ideas for stories but for the life of me have not been able to start or sit down and work on them.

I spent a few days thinking about why it is that I am having such a hard time and it dawned on me that this time last year I had worked on my Maternoween Series - so I wasn't really working on anything new as I was posting them. So maybe my mind is just like "Okay October is break time!" Haha

But I have been trying to share more stories in my backlog for you guys to enjoy!

As I wait for the inspiration and drive to work on a NEW story utilizing on of the ideas that I have.

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Been in king of a dry spell lately. It has been nearly a month since I have actually worked on anything new. I just cannot get anything started and it sucks. I am trying my best to clear my head and get myself in the right headspace so that I can get more stories out for your enjoyment.

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Spring Time Cloud Gazing

A fun little story of two pregnant friends having a little pic-nic and cloud gazing. Thought that was a cute idea. Enjoy

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The sun soared high, its light casting a warmth over the sprawling meadow in the heard of spring. The perfect kind of day for a picnic. Something the best friends Claire and Sasha took full advantage of. A few blankets spread out, a basket of snacks, and some pillows to brace themselves - these two very pregnant friends enjoyed the time out in the spring sun.

Claire had long black hair trailing past her shoulders. She was eight months along and her baby belly was riding nice and high. Sasha had short blonde hair cut close to his head. He was eight months and three weeks pregnant with his bump slowly starting to descend. When the two of them discovered they were pregnant they had agreed that they wouldn’t know the gender of their babies. Just as they became lifelong friends at a very young age they hoped that their children could do the same. 

Claire reclined further against a pillow putting a hand gently on her swollen belly. She felt her baby's gentle movements. Sasha was already lying back beside her, head tilted to the sky. He pointed “Claire,” he said softly “Look at that one,” 

Sasha was pointing to a particularly fluffy cloud. A plump shape and a distinct head. With long, floppy ears stretching backward. What appeared to be a soft outline resembling those cute little bouncy furballs. “That one up there, it looks like a rabbit.”

Claire followed his finger pointing to the sky, seeing the cloud he had mentioned. She let out a cute little laugh “I see it.” 

She looked away, seeing another formation, in the shape of a familiar pond floating bird. “I see a duck. Right over there.”

Sasha looked over. A giggle as he found it. Claire sat up, wanting a snack. Sasha did the same. Fishing out some grapes for Claire and sugar cookies and raisins for Sasha. The two talked about a couple of the strange cravings that they had been having during the week. Finishing off his little stash of Raisin sugar cookies Sasha turned to face Claire, his expression shifting from that jovial playfulness to a more concerned and thoughtful one. “Hey, Claire. There’s something I need to tell you.”

“Hmm?” Claire looked at him with a mouth full of grapes.

Sasha hesitated. “Remember, how we agreed we wouldn’t find out our baby's genders?”

Confused, her eyes shifted back and forth. “Yeah, why?”

“Well…” Sasha took in a deep breath “I broke it,” His voice radiated his melancholy

With a gasp, Claire covered her mouth. “You caved? You found out?”

“Not intentionally,” Sasha began to say, “My usual ultrasound technician was out sick. And when I asked to reschedule the attending nurse was insistent that they could do it. And well. She blurted out the gender in the middle of our exam.” his voice started to break up “I was so upset.”

Claire reached her hand over grabbing onto Sasha’s. The two friends looked at each other. She could see Sasha’s tears welling up.

“Hey, it’s okay,” she said, going in for a hug with Sasha “It’s not your fault.”

“It just sucks,” Sasha said into her shoulder.

Calming down Sasha wiped away what tears were left. Claire smiled at him, “So what did she say? Boy or Girl?”

Claire saw just how happy Sasha was. He truly lit up with joy. “A girl!” he said cradling his baby bump in his arms.

“A Girl!” That’s wonderful!” Claire’s voice extended the warmth in her heart “Congratulations,” she said back to him

“Thank you,” Sasha said, tears of joy starting to pool at the corner of his eyes. “I was so worried you’d be upset with me.”

Claire looked down at his bump. “I feel a little guilty now,”

“What? Why?” Sasha asked

“Cause you found out accidentally. I… Well, I asked to know mine,”

Sasha had a look of surprise on his face. His mouth was agape. “You asked?! You mean you knew!” his voice radiated in frustration

“Yeah-” Claire said, scrunching up half of her face. She figured he might be mad at her for this. “I couldn’t help it. I was curious, and you know how I wanted the nursery painted and I didn’t like the gender-neutral yellow so.”

“So you asked?” Sasha retorted back quickly

Claire nodded.

“Well now I don’t feel as guilty, but you should feel hella guilty,” Sasha told Claire.

“I know. I feel bad,” Claire said

Pouting Sasha asked “Boy?”

“Yup,” She replied

Sasha let out a little chuckle, “Great so we swapped,”

“It does look like that,” Claire replied with a laugh

The two had a good laugh about it. The two leaned against their pillows again. Enjoying some more snacks as they chatted about potential play dates, baby names, and what they should have the kids call each other. Claire did not like Aunt or Auntie as it sounded ‘old’ to her. To which Sasha joking replied “They can call me Auntie Sasha if they like,”

Getting a good laugh from Claire. Once they finished their little snacks Shasha was rubbing his baby bump leaning back and looking to the sky again. Watching the shifting clouds form various pictures. Claire patted her pregnant belly in between the up and down motions as she rubbed her bump. Looking right up to the sky along with Sasha. 

“I still can’t decide on a name though,” Claire replied

“Jamie and I picked a name.”

“Oh?” Claire asked cautiously

“Lilian. We’ll call her Lily,” Sasha said happily feeling his little girl fluttering beneath his palm.

“Aww. That’s cute,” Claire said “I wish I could find one I could make a cute nickname to,” she said with a slight pout.

“You haven’t narrowed down any?” Sasha asked

“No, my dad said I’d know what to name him once I actually see them. I’m worried I’ll choke and my baby will be stuck with a name like. Dennis or Willard.”

Sasha burst into laughter.

“Oh yeah so funny,” Claire retorted back to him

“I think you’d pick a cute name,” Sasha admitted

“I hope so,”

Sasha looked over and reached his arm over to her, grabbing her hand. It was now his turn to comfort her. Sasha’s voice was soft, assuring her not to worry about it. She was already “a gender-revealing cheat,”

Claire laughed, “I wanted a cute color for the nursery. Sue me,”

“I just might. Yes, your honor, she broke a BFF promise to not have our babies' genders revealed to us so we could be surprised when they arrived.” Sasha said in a mocking way

The two got a good laugh over it. The two friends continued with the playful banter, eating their little pic-nic snacks and watching clouds change their shapes. Pointing out animals, structures, and that one cloud that suspiciously looked like a tiny penis that made them laugh uncontrollably. It was getting late, they had already eaten through all of their little pic-nic snacks. Their boyfriends and baby daddies had come looking for them. The two friends left, revealing that they were just down the street from their homes. Separated only by a few houses.

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Ethan's First Fuck

This one was kind of a back-to-form for the horny writings at least. Lord only knows what I was thinking when I was writing it. Probably something naughty no doubt (๑*ᗜ*)

Well, enjoy everyone.

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 It was September ninth, a Saturday, today was Ethan’s eighteenth birthday.  He was a particularly normal young man, not too muscular or too spindly. Ethan was about average in height, weight, and body type, but had a wonderful and caring charm. 

The party consisted of a few friends and family friends, including his mom's old school friend Carol. Since her divorce, she has been living with Ethan and his mom. She stayed in our downstairs guest room since it had a private bathroom and enough space for the little one on the way. Carol had gotten pregnant a few months before the divorce was finalized. It wasn’t her ex-husband’s baby, but the result of a one-night stand from a biker she ran into at the bar. Carol wasn’t upset, she had always wanted a baby.

By the time Ethan turned eighteen she was over forty-two weeks pregnant. She was three weeks overdue. Carol was constantly leaking milk, and her hormones were in such a tumultuous state. At the end of the party after helping his mom clean up Carol was sitting on the couch. His mother decided to head to bed. Kissing him and wishing him a wonderful “Happy Birthday”

“Thanks, Mom,” Ethan said

He went over to Carol. She was sitting there with her hands on her massive baby bump. Carol had always looked a little plumper than Ethan’s mom. However all thanks to this pregnancy well into her forties she had gained quite a considerable amount of weight thanks to the pregnancy. She was a tad bottom-heavy. Her hips appeared wider but as her third trimester progressed her chest had already gone up several cup sizes from her respectable thirty-six C to a considerable thirty-eight Double D. He couldn’t help but think of how she was looking like a real MILF. 

“Hey there birthday boy,” she said

“Hey Carol,” Ethan replied sheepishly

He had always had a little bit of a crush on her. He thought she was always pretty and he was very enamored by her rather gravid state. He sat there next to her. The two were engaging in simple small talk. Carol asked him how it felt to be an adult, and if he was planning on getting a fake ID. Shocked hearing this Carol told him, “Don’t you worry! I’ll buy you beer for a few years so you won't need one,” 

A little nervous laugh. “I don’t think I'm much of a drinker,”

“Well once you're out of high school, and go off to college that could change,”

Nervously he sat there rubbing the back of his neck with one hand. Unsure of how to respond. His mind was blank and all he could do was stare at Carol’s pregnant body. How tight her blouse was, how much her bust had grown, how her hips and ass became a little fuller. His gaze was broken as he saw Carol scooted to the edge of the couch grunting from the weight of her baby bump. He thought maybe she was going to leave him. He was beating himself up for staring at her so flippantly.

Carol was breathing heavily, “Boy I hope this kid comes out soon,”

“Oh, um. I heard sex can induce labor.” Ethan told Carol without thinking

She looked at Ethan and replied, "Are you offering?"

Ethan didn’t think about his response only blustering out “Oh, I’d gladly do it…”  he realized what he said, “I mean I ugh,”

Carol placed her hand on his thigh. His cock twitched in excitement in his pants. His face was bright red. “You know,” her voice was soft and sultry “my pregnancy has boosted my sex drive,”

Ethan felt his cock flare up. He was pitching a tent. “Maybe the birthday boy would like to do this Mommy?”

Ethan didn’t even say a word. He couldn’t help but nod vigorously. The two left the couch Carol leading him down to her room. After closing the door, Carol started to undress. Ethan frantically threw off his shirt. He was fidgeting with his belt. His eyes were mesmerized by Carol’s body. Her big round belly was covered in stretch marks. Those swollen milk-filled tits spilled out of her tight maternity bra. She slid off her panties and left them on the floor. With a finger she gestured for him to come closer, planting herself at the edge of her bed. 

Ethan stepped closer, Carol’s hands pulled open his belt and undid the button to let his pants fall to his ankles. His cock dripping a steady stream of pre-cum. Pulling his underwear down the elastic tugging on Ethan’s throbbing cock. It scratched until finally, his cock flung out his raging manhood free. Carol traced her hand along the narrow shaft. Seeing Ethan was quite long, she could Easily clasp the tips of her thumb and index finger around his shaft. Carol looked him in the eye, “you have such a nice cock,” she said to Ethan softly as she twirled her tongue around her lips

“Ah, thanks. Your…. you're so hot,” Ethan stammered 

Carol let out a cute little chuckle “You like the pregnant girls?” 

“No, I mean. we'll… uh” Ethan was stammering 

“It's okay, I won't tell,” Carol said lowering g her head closer to the tip of his cock

Ethan was shy to admit it but he had always found pregnant women erotic. Observing the character of Phoebe Buffay when she was a surrogate for triplets on the show Friends. Watching that growing up awakened something in him. He wanted to burst just being this close to her and her baby bump.

Carol wrapped her lips around his head, swirling her tongue around the tip of his head. Ethan whimpered, his hips and legs shaking already. Her lips were soft. The warmth of her mouth was enticing. She bodded her head up and down a few times on his shaft before pulling away. Her thread of saliva fell off the tip of his cock. Ethan’s heart was pounding.

“Come here Ethan,”

He came in closer to her lining his mouth with hers. She led him in a passionate kiss. He tenderly placed his hand on her bra. He could feel the weight in her bust. A gentle squeeze no softer than a slight grasp, she winced and broke their kiss. Ethan felt a wetness seep through the thin maternity bra.

“Careful birthday boy. They’re real tender, making too much milk,”

Ethan “I'm sorry, I,”

Carol placed her hand on his forearm. “Don't worry about that,” she said her legs spread showing off her thick bush “I know something that'll feel even better,” 

“I… I've never…” Ethan was panting excitedly as he got in close

“Shh,” Carol said softly “I'll teach you,”

Carol wrapped her legs around him. His cock scraped against Carol's wet opening. Sliding up and brushing against her. She moaned softly. Ethan listened to her instructions. “Guide your fingers down,”

He found the entrance with ease. Guiding the tip of his cock in. The heat wrapped around his cock as he pushed deeper into her. So warm. So wet. Carol flung her head back in ecstasy. “Go slow,” she said faintly to Ethan

He pulled back his hips and then dug his cock back in. Carol moaned. The sensations, the warmth. He was overexcited. His cock flared up, he was ready to burst. Each thrust let out a creaking from the wooden bedframe. Carol urged him not to hold back. He went a little harder. The creaking, though faint, became more and more plentiful as he thrust in fast. Trying to drive his cock deeper, trying to thrust faster. Carol moaned in delight, her arms dragging him in close to him. “Do it!: she urged him “Cum in me!”

“I.. I’m…” Ethan grunted

His muscles tightened. His body stiffened as his body prepared to fire off his load. He dug his cock in as deep as he could his balls slapping against her taint. He could feel it shooting up his shaft firing off a thick slurry into Carol’s pregnant pussy. Carol moaned in delight, impressed by the volume he released into her. Ethan fired off another big spurt of cum, feeling some of his cum seeping out of Carol and trail down his balls. A third spurt of cum made Ethan shiver, groaning at the feeling of release.

Carol was breathing heavily in his ear. “God,”

Carol brought him in for a passionate kiss, her tongue invading his mouth. The two entangled in a dance of passion. Breaking their kiss Ethan’s cock twitched a little, its firmness didn’t subside. Carol let out a sweet little giggle, “should be careful, could get a poor girl pregnant with that much,”

“I want to,” Ethan panted at her

Carol closed her legs keeping his cock nice and deep in her. “Is that what you wished for?”

A birthday tradition, make a wish and blow out the candles. Something inside him did place a wish this year. Though physically only going through the actions, part of him put a wish out there in the universe. A girlfriend of his own, a girlfriend who wanted to be pregnant. Someone who he could impregnate. Ethan could only mutter back, “Maybe,”

Carol smiled.

Ethan bucked his hips again. Though tender he was still hard. Ethan started slow. Carol moaned softly as he started up again. She had him stop, she got onto her side. One leg lifted the other on the bed. She wanted him to continue. He dove right back in. The new angle was thrilling for the two. He could feel the weight of the baby tightening her pussy. He thrusted into a nice groove, going nice and deep. Carol wanted him to keep going: harder, not faster. He thrust his hips, feeling the fat in her thighs ripped with each thrust. The power sent a ripple of pleasure through her. The creaking became louder, with each powerful thrust he dug into her pussy. She could feel his still heavy balls slapping against her. Groaning, she wanted more.

Carol could feel the pleasure building up for her. Her body tightened and tensed up feeling each of Ethan’s forceful thrusts. She felt his hand rub against her belly quickly with a good thrust to follow. He wanted to dig his cock in nice and deep grinding his hips against hers. In the heat of the moment, she felt a flurry of movement from her baby. The baby moved, kicking and squirming inside of her. Carol whined, this was killing the mood. Ethan was enamored by it. 

“Sorry,” she let out forcefully

“It’s moving,” Ethan said feeling her baby bump.

Her pussy was tightening around him. He pulled out his cock flaring up. This was like something out of a fantasy he read on a message board. Ethan placed his weak hand on her bump, feeling the baby move beneath her skin. His strong hand wrapped around his cock, pumping it quickly. Beneath his weak hand, Ethan felt a kick push against his palm. Ethan couldn’t help it. He had pumped up his shaft. The engorged tip of his cock was sensitive to the feeling, it set him over the edge. Quickly firing off thick strands of cum all over her thigh and lower baby bump. 

Carol felt his hot seed splattering against her. She sighed in relief, the baby was starting to settle down. Ethan felt the shivers race through him as he tried to get the last of his seed out of his shaft. 

Ethan fell over to the side allowing Carol to close her legs. She lay there a moment. The bed creaked, Ethan had gotten up and went over to the bathroom and grabbed a washcloth. Running a little warm water on it he went over to clean his cum off of her.

“Thank you,” She said softly

“Thank you,” Ethan said

“Well you were only trying to help,” She said sweetly “Labor hasn’t started but, it was fun.”

“Yeah, I. I can’t thank you enough.” Ethan said.

She was still leaking cum from her pussy. Carol sat back up. Planting a sweet little kiss against his cheek. “You were wonderful, just what I needed,” she said softly to him

Ethan was delighted by her sweet words. Carol had urged him to get to bed. Mentioning he had a full day of adulting to do. Ethan could barely sleep the rest of the night. It was sudden and felt like a dream. Closing his eyes he could see Carol there, naked, pregnant, wanting him again.

In the morning, he was passing through about to leave the house. He saw Carol standing near the coffee pot a look of discomfort on her face. While Ethan was out and about, he got a call from his mom. Carol had gone into labor. Late into the evening while he was lying up in bed, images of pregnant porn stars littered his phone screen. A single text. “He’s here”

Carol had given birth to a baby boy. He visited the hospital in the late afternoon. Ethan was happy Carol was doing okay. Softly she told him, “All thanks to you,”

Ethan was practically blushing. “I can’t believe it actually worked,” he thought to himself

Eight months later, at a little summer get-together, Carol introduced her niece, Janet,  to Ethan. She was a timid young girl, a few months younger than Ethan. “Didn’t I tell you Janet, isn’t he so handsome,”

Janet blushed, unable to look at him and respond.

Ethan was nervous. Carol’s eyes shifted looking around quickly. Whispering to Ethan “She’ wants a baby. If you play your cards right maybe you’ll get another preggo to play with,”

Ethan blushed. From the outside, it looked like love at first sight. A friend of the family acting as a matchmaker. The two young adults sitting alone together. Ethan probed. “Um. So. Do you help your aunt with the baby when she’s around?”

Janet was nodding with a soft “Yeah.”

Janet couldn’t look at him. “He’s cute, I hope to be like that someday,”

“Someday soon?” Ethan asked his voice betraying his obvious nervous inquiry

“Maybe.” Janet was looking at the ground. Her face was a bright crimson-red

Nervously Ethan just let it out much like he did that night. “Do you want one?”

Janet looked up at him, her bright red face gave the impression she was intent on turning him down. “Would you really?!”

“Yes,” Ethan said quickly without hesitation

Again from the outside, it looked like young love getting to know each other. But as Carol cradled her fussy little boy in her arms bouncing him softly. She could see from their obvious happy tone echoing to her was a good sign. Ethan’s mom seeing this, said to her best friend. “Thank goodness you found someone who seems genuinely interested in him. I was worried I’d have to kill you if you fucked my son again,”

“It was his birthday. It’s not like he was drunk. He offered, and I said yes. And besides nothing would have come from it, just good old fun. Labor-inducing fun, but fun nonetheless.”

“This is your revenge for riding Jay when I was pregnant wasn’t it?” Ethan’s mom said

“Eh, maybe. A woman has to have her secrets,” Carol said

The two broke out into laughter. Ethan’s mom remarking she’s not patient enough to do the same to Carol. Ethan and Janet looked over at the laughing moms. “Do you maybe wanna get out of here?” Ethan asked

“And make a baby?” Janet shot out suddenly

Her bright red face and nervous shaking as she looked Ethan in the face.

“Yes,” Ethan said

The two left looking for a quiet spot to have good old-fashioned baby-making sex.

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Growing Together

With how cute the concept is I'm surprised it's taken me this long to write sympathy weight gain into a story. Hope you all enjoy this cute little story!

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Garrett and Russell were the quintessential high school sweetheart couple next door. They were married a year out of high school. Russell worked hard while Garrett was going to school. Over the four years of their marriage, they lived in a cozy little house on Maple Street. They were a wonderfully happy couple who acclimated wonderfully to the quiet suburban life.

Garrett had a bright smile and a bubbly personality. He easily made friends with a few of the housewives in his neighborhood. Russell, with his gruff, gentle giant demeanor and hardy personality was making friends with the husbands. They were like any other couple in their neighborhood. One evening, in late December. The couple lay in bed winding down for the night Garrett probed the question, “What do you want for Christmas?”

“I don't need anything. I already got you,” Russell said in his deep voice

“Are you sure?” Garrett asked

“Yes, Why are you asking hun?”

Garrett had a big toothy smile from ear to ear. “Well, I found out something today! Something exciting!”

“Oh, you're gonna make me guess huh?” Russell let out

Garrett just smiled. It was a little infectious. Russell attempted to name what it might be. The first thing he came to was about Garrett's schooling, that he had gotten some kind of honors. Garrett shook his head. He probed about someone in the neighborhood. Maybe it was that someone got something and he wanted it, or he had heard some rumor about someone. Again Garrett shook his head.

Sitting up a little annoyed, “Okay, I give up. What is it?” Russell asked

“I'm pregnant,” Garrett's voice resonated softly. The overwhelming happiness could be heard in his voice.

Russell's eyes widened and the annoyance left his expression. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Garrett's smile didn't leave his face. Russell dove right in throwing his arms around Garrett. The couple erupted in happiness. Neither one planned nor intended to be parents. But it took, and Garrett was already ten weeks pregnant with their first baby.

The joyous surprise consumed the couple. Naturally, Russell and Garrett couldn't help but share the news. They were going to have a baby. Their neighbors were shocked and excited! Their families couldn't believe the news. The next few months were filled with overwhelming excitement. Doctors visits, reading parenting books, decorating the nursery, and buying tiny clothes. And of course, recording Garrett's ever-changing body as their baby grew inside of him.

Garrett's belly grew bigger every day. Their baby had a good growth spurt during the second trimester. Where his stomach began to round out in his lower region and push out more and more Garrett took photos every day to see how his baby bump grew over his pregnancy. Russell, the ever-supportive husband, did his best to attend every prenatal appointment. When Russel came home from work, he’d help with the housework and cooking, putting Garrett and their baby's needs first.

One spring evening, while Garrett was in bed he watched Russell getting ready for bed. Looking at his husband, Garrett noticed something peculiar. While Russell brushed his teeth, Garrett had noticed folds of fat popping over the waistband of Russell’s boxers. His arms were getting pudgy noticing how they jiggled as Russell went through the motions. And once he was done, seeing Russell turn around

Garrett saw his once fuzzy chunky belly was rounding out and pushing out. Bigger than a potbelly and even rounder. A little smirk came on Garrett's face, with Russell none the wiser. “Babe, when did you get this?” he teased, patting Russell's protruding belly.

“Huh?” Russell responded quickly looking down. “Oh,” he chuckled, “I guess I put on some weight. It's all that good nutritious food for you and baby,”

Garrett laughed, “You're overeating to get that Dad bod early?” he said playfully

“Why? You like it?” Russell said

“Yes! Now I really can call you Bear!” Garrett said with a sweet playful tone

Russell didn't object. But Russell’s belly continued to grow while Garrett's pregnancy continued. He wasn't eating more potions than Garrett. And He wasn't sneaking in anything in between meals. Russell was just putting on weight. It wasn't long until his belly looked almost identical to Garrett's pregnant belly.  Even despite Russell adding a little workout routine to his day-to-day. Garrett of course joked about it, calling themselves the ‘pregnant cute couple.’

But Russell, of course, wasn't pregnant at all.

One day, during a routine prenatal check-up in his third trimester, Garrett brought up Russell’s growing belly with their doctor, Dr. Harper. Dr. Harper, an older kind, and experienced obstetrician, listened to Garrett talk about how Russell was putting on weight too. “Are we sure he's not pregnant too?”

“Well, it’s not uncommon for the spouse to gain a bit of weight during pregnancy,” she explained. 

“Really but what could cause that?” Garrett asked

“Well, any number of things. The changes in lifestyle, stress.”

“I'm right here,” Russell remarked

Once they finished with Garrett's check-up, there were no issues and their baby boy was nice and healthy and packing on the pounds too already over three pounds and five ounces, according to Dr. Harper's estimations. Now with the two men standing side by side their bellies right next to each other. Dr. Harper finally understood Garrett's earlier remark. “I can definitely see you've packed on the pounds.”

“Gee, thanks Doc,” Russell replied sarcastically

A quick look over him, Dr. Harper had a hunch it was Couvade Syndrome, otherwise known as Sympathetic pregnancy. She continued explaining details of the phenomenon: which is where the expectant father begins to exhibit some of the same symptoms as their pregnant spouse. This includes nausea, labor pains, and of course weight gain.

Russell was relieved but also amazed. “So, it’s like I’m basically pregnant too?” he asked jokingly.

“Somewhat, yes,” Dr. Harper laughed a little. “It shows how deep an emotional connection you too have. It’s nothing to worry about and should go away after the baby is born.”

Garrett had a giddy smile on his face. Happily playfully calling Russell his mama bear.

The last few months went by. Garrett and Russell's bellies had grown bigger. Their matching bellies made for cute photos that Garrett adored. The day finally came. Garrett had gone into labor. Russell was right there with him. Russell held Garrett's hand reminding him of his needed breathing regimen, much to Garrett's annoyance. Hours passed until finally, they were in the delivery room. Garrett pushed and pushed. Garrett fought through the pain, struggling, and wanting his baby to be born. 

The delivery felt like it lasted an eternity. But eventually, the room was filled with the cries of their newborn. Their baby boy, who Garrett named Noah, had finally arrived. The couple were overwhelmed with joy and love seeing their precious little Noah.

In the days that followed, Garrett's pregnant belly had noticeably shrunk. His figure slimmed down. With newfound confidence, Garrett proclaimed that he had already lost twelve pounds mere months after delivery. But for Russell, his belly had yet to go down. 

Garrett was rocking  Noah to sleep one evening. After two hours of fussing, he was finally asleep. His cute brown bear-printed onesie made Garrett think about Noah being his little cub. Garrett turned to look at Russell. It had been a month already and his round belly had yet to start shrinking as the doctor had said. Russell felt the eyes watching him. Garrett turned to see Garrett, sitting across from him watching TV calmly seeing him sit there with his big round pot-like belly resting on his hips while he sat there. Garrett had a sly half-smirk on his face.

“What?” Russell asked

“Nothing Daddy Bear,” Garrett replied

Russell looked right down at his round belly. “I know, I know. I'm working to shrink it down.” 

Garrett shook his head. “No. I like it,”

“Oh yeah,” Russell remarked. 

Russell had a prideful stride as he came over to Garrett. The two shared a sweet kiss.

“Yes!” Garrett's voice was bright and joyful

“You gonna start calling me Daddy too?” Russell said playfully

Garrett started to get up to place Noah in his crib. Exaggerating shaking his hips. “Maybe, if you can still claim me like you used to.” Garrett's voice had a hint of seduction to it

Russell growled, “Fucking tease,”

Garrett remarked as he headed down the hall, “I have to be, How else might Noah get a little brother,” He paused “or Sister?”

Russell of course had been thinking of the same thing. He turned off their TV and headed down to the baby's room. Russell was whistling the tune to Teddy Bear Picnic as he approached Garrett.

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Margo sat on the couch TV playing in the background. The volume was set rather low but not silent. Her eyes were heavy, it was late. She was already in her nightgown ready to go to bed. The twins inside her womb kept her weighed down. She was too weak to move. She sat there almost uncomfortably, constantly moving and adjusting her position and weight.

Margo was a big girl. Her rather plump shape was that of a slightly bottom-heavy hourglass. That was not to say that her bust was small, her pair of double D’s were already swollen with milk and spilling her nighty, which was supposed to be two sizes up from her last measurement of thirty-eight double D’s. She was considerably plump well before Chris put their twins inside her. Her pregnancy only seemed to augment this image of her.

Chris would often compliment her large girthy hips and waist hidden between a little big of a backfold. It was something she often looked forward to. He knew her so well. How to talk to her, how to treat her. The once confident and self-reliant Margo would turn into a cinnamon roll at Chris’s slightest touch.

The constant of her personality was her bratty stubbornness. Which was well and truly on display tonight. She was exhausted yet she refused to go to bed just yet

She didn't want to sleep without Chris. She only liked falling asleep next to his naked body being his little spoon. His left arm under her neck, his right arm patting her huge ass, their bodies pressed against each other. Feeling his cock squished against her ass cheeks. She felt like it wasn't truly a good night's sleep unless she was in that exact position down to the letter. Like she had many times before she stayed up. Forcing herself away and waiting for him.

It was getting late. The eleven o'clock news came on. She was usually asleep by this point. She looked at her phone for what felt like the thousandth time. She knew Her husband, Chris, was working late. All Margo wanted was for him to be home.

In a text from earlier that day, Chris told her he'd be home late, closer to midnight. Margo huffed, setting her phone down again. Chris had been gone all day and she craved his touch. She wanted to feel his presence next to her.

The twins were calm. She hadn't felt them playing in hours. She liked to imagine they were dreaming right now. She stared down at her pregnant belly. She had grown so much in the last few months. The stretch Chriss were obvious as they booked through the slit down the front of her nighty. She carefully put her hand on her bump. Feeling the warmth under her palm.

She closed her eyes for just a moment. Yet that moment felt like hours. She felt relief from her heavy eyelids. A gentle sigh, a deep breath in. She pictured Chris coming through the door. Margo imagined she'd shoot right up and rush over to him, groping him gently as he came through the door. She pictured Chris being happy to see her and they'd go to bed where he'd hold her closely. Keeping her pinned as his little little spoon. She'd have a big smile from ear to ear. This was what she wanted, and didn't wanna sleep without him or that wonderful feeling.

She opened her eyes. It had barely been a minute, the news was still talking about the same news story. The minutes continued to tick by.

Again Margo picked up her phone. No new messages, or notifications. She flipped through some of the photos in her camera roll. There were new photos and old pics before her pregnancy when she first started dating Chris. And some as recent as yesterday, she and Chris posing in front of her vanity mirror giving each other a sweet peck each.

It was coming, reaching eleven thirty. A light in the front window. She heard a car pull up. She perked up scooting to the edge of the couch. The lights went out and a door slammed shut. Margo got to her feet and slowly crept to the door. Familiar rustling of the front door knob, as it was flung open. Chris walked in, a tired expression on his face, his eyes lighting up when he saw her sitting there. He was remarkably thin, giving quite the contrast to Margo’s rather plump physique.

"Missy?" Chris said softly

"Welcome home sweetie She said with a drowsy slur

"What are you doing up? You should be asleep," Chris replied throwing the door shut behind him

"I couldn't," Margo said sweetly gently rubbing her eyes

"What, why not?" Chris asked

"I didn’t want to. Not without you," Margo replied

"What, no.” Chris was frustrated and between his exhaustion, his patience was rather thin “You're pregnant, the twins could be here any day. You need to get your rest."

Margo started to act bratty, "But I didn't wanna. I only want to go to sleep with you. That’s how I like it. And I’m pregnant shouldn’t I get what I want" She said to him giving her biggest puppy dog eyes.

Chris let out a frustrated sigh. Chris spun Margo around and started to nudge her in the direction of their room "Alright, come on we're going to bed,"

"Really?" She asked turning to him slightly

"Bed. Now." Chris said

But Margo saw it, his eyes said it all. She felt like he was upset with her. Chris was turning off everything, the TV, the lights, as he walked behind her towards the bedroom. She pouted as they got to the bedroom. Margo climbed in and got under the blankets. She watched as Chris stripped down. Shuffling over to his side naked. She didn’t say a word as he got right under the blanket. Chris scooted right next to her pushing his left arm under her pillow right where her neck rested.

Margo scooted back feeling his bare skin pressed against her. She could feel his flaccid dick pressing against the crack of her ass cheeks as she nuzzled against the pillow as she grabbed his hand under her pillow.

"I missed you," she murmured

Chris let out a sigh "I missed you too, sweetheart," pressing a kiss to the back of her head. "Now it's time to sleep,"

"But don't you?" Margo started

"No," Chris said with his right hand as he started to pat her ass.

He kept a steady rhythm; each pat was like a little hypnotic ticking. This was her favorite position. Being his little spoon, laying with his left arm underneath her, patting her ass, his cock between her cheeks. It is partly what led to her pregnancy in the first place.

Chris was very intimate with her likes, needs, and the shape of her body. He felt a few new stretch marks around Margo's ass. Feeling each supple ridge up and against him.

"I love you," she said with a melancholy drowsiness

"I love you too babe," he said sweetly as he kissed the back of her head again.

Margo closed her eyes and cooed sweetly as she nuzzled against her pillow. She felt relief on her eyelids again. She didn’t have to strain herself to force her eyes to stay open. Being in her favorite position, next to Chris - now she could go to sleep. Being like this, with the gentle rhythm Chris patted her plump ass acting like a metronome. Lulling her to sleep.

After just a few minutes of patting on her ass, Chris would hear Margo let out her gentle snore. She was out cold finally. Chris moved his hand up to her baby bump. The tips of his fingers rested against one of the deep grooves of her stretch Chriss. He closed his eyes, "you two better not be this picky when you get here. I don't have enough limbs for three needy babies."

Chris closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep himself.

In the morning Chris was up before Margo. He had managed to get his phone and was scrolling through it. She could feel his morning wood pressing against her cheeks. Margo arched her back against his hard cock. Chris threw down his phone. Lifted his left arm putting Margo into a little choke hold. His right hand went right to her hip, pulling her into his hip with a long rough grind. Sliding his cock up the length of her crack. Margo let out a cute little moan of want and pleasure. She liked to think that he didn’t know, But Chris knew this was why it was her favorite position. Because it could often lead right into some early morning fucking.

Chris relinquished his hold. Margo cooed again, happily remarking to him, “Morning!”

“Morning babe,” Chris planted a kiss on the side of her forehead.

Today was their day. Margo had everything she wanted right there in their bed.

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A Boy and His Toy by ryu~kotoshi

Cy, a brown bat, receives a gift from his friend Slint. Though this present has a little bonus with it.. . . ~ ~ ~ ~ . . I do apologize ...

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Big Toy for Ivy's Big Boy

Beau met Ivy as a freshman in college. It was a slow fall but the two fell hard for one another. Over the next five years, they were a sweet loving couple. Learning each other's faults, accentuating where they shine. Ivy was the first to say it to him, she was the first to say how much she loved him. They were an adventurous couple with their hobbies, her standing at one hundred and forty-nine centimeters compared to Beau’s one hundred and fifty-five centimeters. Their eventual wedding came as no surprise to anyone. A winter wedding, a honeymoon to the mountains, their love a shining beacon for the approaching spring.

Naturally, the happy couple began to talk about the prospect of kids. As a cruel twist of fate, their doctor revealed due to complications Ivy was unable to conceive or carry a child. It nearly tore her to pieces. Beau wouldn’t let her give up hope. In this day and age, there were alternatives. Their doctor talked it over with them thoroughly, “your husband can be the one to carry your baby,” their doctor told them

Ivy didn’t know what to say. Beau didn’t hesitate. “I’d do it. I’d do it in a heartbeat if it means you get to be a mom,”

Ivy started to tear up. It would take time, and he would need a year of specialized treatments for his body to be able to accommodate his new womb for their baby to grow in. Assuming of course that his body didn’t reject the treatment. Four months in, his body was fully accepting of the treatment. His womb was forming perfectly according to the doctor's projections. Throughout his treatments, Ivy began to daydream about their baby. Wondering how Beau would look with a pregnant belly. One thing Ivy hinted at was how they were going to do it. This led them of course to experimenting.

A little spanking with a riding crop, a little rope bondage, and toys eventually lead Ivy to one thing. Ivy and Beau gave pegging a try. It started with just a simple curiosity, one loud violent spray of cum as she scraped against his prostate and sealed it - they were going to be doing this more often. It wasn’t like he had ever played with his hole before, but once he got over the initial penetration he was sold on it.

The year of treatment came and his womb, now fully developed, Beau was inseminated with an egg they generated from Ivy and his sperm. The doctor was optimistic but assured that it doesn’t always take on the first try. True to her word they went on to schedule them for two more visits. Baby finally took after the second.

Ivy was overly excited as Beau started showing symptoms. She loved her husband dearly and it wasn’t anything he couldn’t get used to or force himself to ignore. Well except for the sudden vomiting to certain foods. Not like anyone could get used to that. 

The first trimester was a nice little cakewalk for Beau. The baby was growing nicely and appeared healthy from the ultrasounds. Reaching the stable second trimester allowed them to explore themselves sexually. Their passions ignited with the boost of his pregnancy hormones. Beau felt like a teenager again, suddenly having a throbbing erection without warning. Between fucking his wife, and her pegging him he got off rather frequently. Ivy loved feeling him inside her but loved seeing how he’d moan as she’d fuck his ass.

Beau’s baby bump was getting bigger by the day, stretch marks became visible under his body hair. Ivy tried to offer ointments and lotions to help clear them up. But Beau proudly accepted these marks on his body. A memento of him carrying their baby. When they found out Beau was carrying a little boy, Ivy was overjoyed. Their first child wasn’t even here yet but Ivy was already asking if their little boy should have a sibling. “Can we wait till he’s here first?” Beau asked her nervously

He was getting into the third trimester and the wilder activities were getting hard to do easily. He needed to be comfortable and change positions often from something as simple as sitting. But they made due. Ivy planned out baby showers, and maternity photo shoots, and decorated the nursery. She got to do everything she wanted as a mother to prepare for the baby. Beau slowed down at work, resigning himself to desk work during his later pregnancy.

Their due date was coming up, but their baby seemed to think differently. There wasn’t even the slightest hint of labor. “That’s fairly normal. Your baby is healthy. There’s no need to force them out. Let them cook a little longer.” their doctor told them

Three weeks later and still no baby. Even as Beau’s birthday came there was still no hint of their baby boy coming. Ivy had one present she was hoping to give him. Beau had a hint of it. Beau had been working on finishing their sling, he took his time over the last few weeks making sure it was sturdy for the two of them to use. This was his gift for both of them. Ivy had a special one for him, a kiss on the cheek she headed to the bathroom to get ready.

Beau was finishing up. Now done with the tools he stripped down confident that it would hold. And the couch cushions he placed under it would make sure it was safe. Beau felt a little hand push against his skin. Beau gently pressed down on the spot where he felt the baby. He felt it again. A cute little smile when he heard her call out.

"Okay birthday boy," Ivy said with a warm touch of seduction "Are you ready for your present?"

Beau stood in front of the new sling bolted firmly to the frame. He was looking at the bathroom door. Ivy turned into the doorway, her supple perky breasts bouncing as she took her stance. The new shiny leather strapon attached at her hips a new deep purple ribbed dildo set in place. It was easily the biggest dildo she pulled out, most of their anal toys were rather skinny, but they were comfortable for him. But looking at that ribbed purple dildo sent a shiver down his spine. Beau was a little excited seeing her with it on. It had to be just a little fatter than his cock. Ivy smirked at Beau, seeing his face turn red and his cock twitching to attention. 

Ivy got a good view of her naked husband standing next to the sling. She got to see the tufts of hair he had on his chest and stomach. The dark body hair was unable to hide his very prominent stretch marks. Ivy licked her lips and bit her bottom lip, her lustful gaze fixed on Beau. "Wowie!" Beau couldn't help but let out

"Hehe," Ivy let out striding to him, "Does this Daddy like?"

Beau got in close, his lips hovering just above Ivy's. She could feel the heat radiating from him. With a staggered sigh, Beau responded sensually "Very hot,"

Ivy felt shivers roll down her spine. Beau didn't waste time, carefully climbing into the sling. Once into position pinned down under the weight of his baby bump Beau got his legs placed up and his ass now presenting to Ivy. Beau made sure it was low enough for Ivy to reach him, she stood in place the tip of the dildo almost perfectly lined up with Beau's winking hole.

Ivy coated the dildo in a touch of lube, a soft wet sound as she stroked up the shaft of it. She lined up pressing the tip against his hole. Beau let out a nice deep "Mmm"

Grabbing onto Beau's hip with one hand she guided the dildo into her lover. This was nothing new for Beau, his ass was hungry for the sensation. Ivy barely pushed it in yet it seemed like his ass was swallowing the purple ribbed dildo whole. Feeling her hips push against his showed how deep he could take it. 

Ivy groaned at Beau "God, I love you." 

Beau's soul fluttered with warmth. He wiggled his ass, signaling Ivy to begin thrusting. She responded by easing into it. Ivy started making slow easy strokes building in a rhythm. Beau's heavy breathing matched each thrust. Ivy went in deep, and that sent the most delicious sensation running down his spine like he was having a whole new experience.

Encouraged by his moans, Ivy got more aggressive. With a slight yank on his hips, she pumped harder. Her thrusts became desperate, matching the wet slaps of her pelvis against his ass. Ivy could see the sweat permeating from Beau's body as his face contorted from ecstasy.

"You can go harder," Beau moaned out. 

Ivy did just that. Lust surged through her veins as she gripped his hips firmly. Slamming her strapon into him, she could hear his deep moans of pleasure.

Beau's cock was fully erect, throbbing, and pulsing as it slapped against the underside of his pregnant belly. He closed his eyes, letting himself get lost in the sensations that Ivy was giving him. He could feel the baby shifting positions, and though uncomfortable he endured thinking only of the pleasure his wife was giving to him. Ivy was grunting and moaning, her panting breaths mixed with the slapping sounds of the dildo entering and exiting Beau's ass. 

Ivy lost herself hearing the hypnotic symphony of his moans, exciting her further and heightening her aggressive thrusts. Ivy felt so wet, she could feel pussy drooling down her inner thigh as she pounded away at her husband's ass.

Beau screamed suddenly. His cock helplessly leaked pre cum all over his pregnant belly.

"I... I'm..." Beau let out

"Don't hold back, cum for me!" Ivy said in an aggressive tone as she thrust with fervent frenzy

Beau's moans turned to whimpering as the pleasure swept over him like a tsunami. His cock flared up, his eyes started to roll to the back of his head, and his body tensed up one final scream was all Beau could let out as he finally burst. Threads of cum shot out of his cock with violent vigor flying up into the air. His ropes of cum landed on his pregnant belly and a little on Ivy. Beau's manly moans became more girlish as he helplessly begged her to stop. During his orgasm, Ivy kept up her frenzied thrusting. 

Finally listening to his pleads Ivy stopped. Beau was panting heavily as Ivy tried to catch her breath. Beau was still coming down from his intense orgasm. Beau groaned, feeling the baby kicking violently against the tightening of his body. Beau whimpered softly, still coming down from that orgasmic high. 

"Did it work?" she asked him breathy

Shaking his head gently Beau managed to reply "No,"

Ivy groaned in frustration. Poking gently at his pregnant belly. "This is supposed to be an eviction! You hear me?!" She shouted at Beau's pregnant belly

Beau let out a little giggle. His baby bump jiggled slightly. "He's stubborn.?"

"But he was supposed to be here three weeks ago." Ivy groaned at him

Beau placed his hand on his bump. Tracing over the stretchmarks and cum rubbing it in like lotion. "He'll come out soon enough,"

"Maybe we should use a bigger dildo," Ivy said pulling out of Beau

Quickly Beau retorted "No! We're not doing bigger. You're just trying to induce labor not crush the poor boy,"

Ivy put on her puppy dog eyes. "But I wanna see him,"

Beau asked her warmly to help him out of the sling. Ivy assisted her overdue husband to his feet. Beau spoke to her sweetly, "It's fine baby. We'll try again, I mean how hard is it to induce labor," He said rather amusingly

Ivy thought back on the previous attempts: three nights of extra spicy curry, two relaxing spa sessions, four hikes, and now eight rounds of aggressive sex. Ivy began to think their baby boy wasn't going to arrive anytime soon. 

Ivy helped Beau clean the lube and cum out of him. She wanted to climb into bed with him. She cozied up into him. She still liked being his little spoon. It wasn't long before Ivy was out cold. Beau however lay there, he could feel their little boy was resting lower than he had been days earlier. The baby was practically sitting on Beau's hip bone. 

Beau barely slept at all, the discomfort of their son on his hips, the constant feeling of needing to pee, and the onset of Braxton Hicks' cramps. In the early hours of the morning just as the sun was starting to creak through their window, Beau was waddling out of the bathroom once again. He felt like he needed to pee again. But like most of the night, nothing came. He was in a feverish sweat, his body exhausted struggling to waddle back over to the bed. Ivy rolled over arm reaching out trying to feel for Beau. 

Ivy patted around at his usual spot, shooting right up once she realized he wasn't there "Beau?" she called out quickly looking around their room half asleep.

Beau called out to her, struggling to hide his discomfort, "I'm right here,"

Ivy looked at him quickly, "Are you okay?" she asked him

"Yeah just needed the bathroom is all," Beau said

"Is he punching your bladder again?" Ivy asked him curiously as she moved to the edge of their bed.

Beau stepped forward again before he could answer. He felt something, something leaking practically gushing out of him. He looked down, Ivy looked at his feet. She could see a wetness pooled around his feet in the carpet flooring. It took them both a moment to realize what was happening. Their blank stares turn to sudden excitement. Beau cracked a smile "Guess he's finally ready,"

Ivy shot out of bed bolting around the room tossing around clothes and pulling their pre-made hospital bag ready to rush him to the hospital. Beau kept up his breathing, he knew he still had some time to go. Shuffling out of the house in a crudely fitting shirt and sweatpants. One neighbor waved at them excitedly shouting over "Is it time?" she shouted at Beau

"Yeah," Beau said waving back at her

She excitedly responded to him though Beau was trying to deal with Ivy's excitement. She got him in the car and took off. Beau said she didn't need to speed. Sitting in the back seat tracing his hands over his baby bump. The contractions had started up. He groaned in discomfort, he couldn't time out the time between contractions. 

Once at the hospital, Beau continued to struggle with his contractions for another six hours before he delivered their healthy baby boy. Nine pounds, fifteen ounces. Ivy took to motherhood instantly, she held their son close to her in a tender loving embrace. Beau loved seeing her so happy, crying tears of joy as she held their baby in her arms that first time. Finally, Beau was able to rest, he thought to himself, "Hopefully she gives me a good amount of time before she asks for another."

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Another fluff piece of mine. This one was pretty cute, I like referencing the pregnancy waddle throughout my stories it was nice to have it rather prominent throughout in this story.

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The mall was buzzing with the weekend crowds: families, teens, and people passing through were all congregating there. Weaving through the sea of stores and jungle that was the crowded food court. The bright lights were reflecting off the polished floors and white walls. The air was polluted with various aromas, the smell of warm food, sugary sweets, and perfumes - made for a melody of activity as you walked through the mall. 

Jason and Bret stood out as an island of calm and joy. Bret was heavily pregnant with twins, walking practically waddling along, slowly savoring each lick of his ice cream cone. As he walked Bret had one hand resting protectively on his round belly, and a serene smile played on his lips. Bret’s outfit was a nice solid black shirt that didn’t quite cover all of his pregnant belly. Part of it poked out from underneath the fabric. Jason walked beside Bret, a tender expression softening his features, seeing his pregnant lover happily enjoying his frozen treat.

Bret got a little ahead of Jason. Hanging back Jason couldn’t help but think how adorable Bret looked as he waddled along. Each step he took had a kind of maternal sway, reminding Jason of a penguin. The thought made him chuckle softly to himself. 

Bret was just continuing to eat his ice cream. Now and again tugging down on his shirt as it slowly moved up. Bret was almost childlike walking around with his ice cream like that.  Bret kept turning slightly to see if Jason was behind him. A cute little smile as he took another lick turning back around. Bret had a wonderfully radiate glow, a bright aura of happiness. 

They were walking along and came by a toy store. Bret paused; peering through the window at the colorful displays. Jason came up behind him. He didn’t say a word to Bret. Seizing the moment Jason leaned in and whispered in Bret’s ear “See anything you like in there?” he asked, his voice warm and affectionate.

Bret’s voice was cheerful “Everything looks so cute in there,” he said to Jason.

“I think these toys are gonna be too big for newborns,” Jason said, reaching Bret’s baby bump from behind.

A soft little moan came out of Bret. “Not for long, Besides they always have baby toys somewhere in there.”

Jason chuckled in Bret’s ear.

Bret took another lick from his ice cream “Gosh I gotta start decorating the nursery before they get here.”

Jason smiled, “We can go in if you want. Maybe pick out a few things for the twins.”

Bret’s eyes lit up. A cute excited squeal as he started to waddle over to the doorway. “Yes, let’s do that!” Bret was waddling with such enthusiasm 

Jason got a little laugh at Bret, his partner’s excitement was very infectious.

Once inside the toy store, they wandered through aisles filled with toys for much older children. Like Bret had said they did have baby toys off in a lone aisle along the wall. It was lined with stuffed animals, colorful mobiles, and soft, pastel-colored toys. Bret moved slowly, his fingers brushing over the toys as he continued to eat his ice cream. Pointing out just about everything he could see, “It's all just so cute,” Bret exclaimed

Jason found himself more entranced by his than anything else in the store. Bret’s eyes sparkled when he picked up a pair of plush teddy bears, he held them close thinking of how adorable these would look in the cribs or on the dresser. Jason notices a little sticker on the teddy bear's foot. Jason squeezed it and a little melody started playing a music box lullaby. It surprised Bret his excited squeal sealed the deal they were going to bed these bears. 

Moving on to another store, this one a clothing store. Bret was already eating his ice cream cone as the couple walked in. The couple was happily greeted by one of the shop attendants. Bret excitedly waved back. Jason walked behind Bret as they came over to a small maternity section. Everything was too flowery for Bret’s liking. 

“I thought you like flowers?” Jason probed curiously

“Not on my clothes,” Bret replied after swallowing the last of his ice cream.

Waddling away Bret caught a few eyes on him. No doubt it was his bump being more and more revealed. Catching himself in one of the mirrors at the end of the stands, Bret pulled down his shirt. As he left and came over to the kid's section, Bret stopped in front of several racks of baby clothes. Jason pulled out a tiny onesie. It looked like one of those tuxedo print tee shirts. Jason smiled as he got Bret’s attention.

“Hey babe,” Jason said, holding the little tuxedo print onesie. 

“Do you think that’s a little tacky?” Bret asked

“Nah,” Jason replied, “I think it works. They can be like little penguins.”

“Aww that’s cute,” Bret said 

Bret waddled over, took the onesie, and placed it on his pregnant belly. Bret was looking down at his bump and the onesie. “Our little penguins,” that’s a cute nickname. Don’t you think?” Bret asked

“Of course, just like you,” Jason said playfully

“Aww, a new cute nickname? I love it!” Bret said with a big bright smile.

Jason planted a tender kiss on the top of Bret’s head. 

“You’re so sweet,” Bret murmured to Jason

As cute as it sounded. Bret wanted to surprise Jason, so he never revealed the twin's genders to him. But it was Jason who assured him it’d be fine. He’d buy them matching shirts and they could have it be their first family photo. Bret couldn’t resist how cute that sounded. And so Jason bought two of the tuxedo print onesies. 

Continuing depth through the mall, Jason kept a close eye on Bret. Bet often was reckless and over-exerted himself. Being pregnant didn’t change any of that. Seeing an open seat, Jason urged Bret to have a seat. “I’m fine, let’s keep going,”

“You sure I can’t interest you in another snack?”

On hearing the word snack, Bret could smell the alluring aroma of the nearby pretzel stand. “Ooh, that smells good!” Bret excitedly waddled over and sat down. “Okay, go. Go. We want pretzels. And extra cheese. ”

Jason returned a few minutes later with two pretzels and an extra cheese dip for his hungry preggo. Bret let out a little sigh, “I told you I needed to get off my feet. My feet are killing me,”

“Yeah, good thing you did,” Jason said back, with a smile.

They sat there and enjoyed their pretzels. Their shopping bags were resting on the table. As soon as he was ready, he groaned, getting out of his seat. Jason was still seated, it was easy enough for him to get back on his feet. “Whoa, what are you doing?” Jason said to Bret

Bret was reaching over. He was ready to carry the bags. “I’m just taking the bags.”

“No, you’re not,” Jason said pulling them away

“Oh come on. They’re not that heavy. I can handle that.” Bret assured Jason

Jason didn’t allow it despite Bret’s protests. Sliding his hand up Bret’s baby bump under his shirt. Bret let out a little whimper feeling Jason’s burly hands glide against his pregnant belly  “You’ve got enough to carry,” Jason said to Bret, “I got it,”

Annoyed but finding the gesture sweet, Bret had to tug down on his shirt again after Jason pushed it up. “Alright, alright,” he replied

Bret quickly swooped up Jason’s free hand making his partner walk with his hand in hand. Jason had no objection. Together they strolled through the mall, stopping occasionally to look through other store windows and the occasional browsing. A restroom break left Jason standing alone waiting for Bret. He spotted a lone-standing vendor with some unique figures of blown glass. He went over spotting something sweet. 

Jason was walking away with a box he placed in with the onesies as Bret came out of the restroom.

“Wanna keep going?” Jason asked

Bret thought about it a little. Shaking his head, “I think I’m good,”

“Alright,” Jason replied “Then let’s get you guys home,”

Slowly the couple retraced their path as they left and got to the car. Bret was breathing heavily, his waddle had a more prominent sway. Jason kept close, loving what he was seeing. Arriving at the car, Jason helped Bret climb in. Jason set everything in the backseat. Jason pulled out the little little box from the onesie bag. 

Climbing into the driver's seat, Jason handed Bret the box. 

“Oh,” Bret sounded surprised, “what’s this?”

“Something I thought you might like,” Jason replied, starting the car. 

Bret opens the box. He pulled out something in bubble wrap, and unraveling it he saw a blown glass figure, a family of four penguins, all huddled together. Bret could feel the tears welling up. “babe,” Bret groaned out sweetly

“What? Don’t you like it?” Jason asked

“I love it,” he wrapped it back up and put it in the box. 

Bret held onto Jason's right arm as they drove away. 

“It’s wonderful Daddy Penguin,” Bret said to him

“Glad you like it my penguin,”

“Am I the cutest penguin?”  Bret brought up curiously

“You're the cutest penguin.” Jason said “For now,”

“For now!” Bret groaned in a brattish annoyance

“Yeah. Don’t you know, the babies are always cuter,” Jason replied with a little chuckle. 

“Then I’ll hold them in so I can stay the cutest,” Bret declared 

Jason was surprised. “Oh really now?” 

“Yes,” Bret replied. Pouting Bret poked at his baby belly. “You hear that, you two.” 

Jason had a good laugh. Playfully Jason said to Bret, “Okay, I guess they’re just gonna keep growing and growing in that belly of yours.”

Bret sat silently for a moment, “on second thought. You two better come out cute,”

Jason erupted in laughter. “You are the cutest penguin.”

Bret blushed. “ of course I am,”

“You’re my penguin,” Jason said squeezing Bret’s hand tightly

Bret had a smile on his face. Like he was talking to his baby bump, “You like that? My little penguins?”

Bret looked back up. His gaze focused forward as they continued to drive down the road. Bret let out a surprised gasp, startling Jason. The twins were moving. “ guess they decided it was playtime,” Bret replied

Jason shook his head, his focus road ahead. Jason had precious cargo with him. The cutest punch of penguins that needed to get home.

[cts-ryu-writing-desk]

Family Movie Time

Here is a little fluff piece I had worked on. This seemed to be really cute and I am happy with how it turned out. I hope this is a nice little break from my usually smutty writings.

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It was a regular Saturday afternoon for the expecting couple. As they sat in their cozy living room. It was dimly lit with rays of sunlight breaking through the opening in their curtains. Shadows danced on the walls as the flickering light from the TV cast its warm glow against them. Mia was entering the seventh month of her pregnancy. She sat shoulder to shoulder with her husband John. Who sat there with one arm thrown over her shoulder.

The soft hum of the air conditioner provided a soothing backdrop to the high-octane action of the movie playing on the screen. It was a movie John was interested in. And she wanting to be a loving wife, agreed to watch it with him. 

Mia’s hands rested gently on her rounded belly. Watching the fight scene begin to unfold she moved her hands down as if to protectively cradle her baby belly. John, ever attentive, glanced at her from time to time, he pulled her in nice and close, planting kisses on the side of her forehead. Amidst the sound of fists colliding with faces. Mia was filled with a swell of emotions. Her vision became blurred as her eyes started to water. Without warning, Mia started to sniffle, before suddenly breaking out into a full-blown cry. 

John turned to face her. Grabbing her shoulders. “What’s wrong babe?”

Mia just continued to cry.

“Mia! What's wrong?!” he asked

Mia threw herself in his arms. John held her tight. Still unsure what was happening, he just let her cry it out. The movie still going on out of view. John was focused on Mia. Mia continued to cry for several minutes. Finally calming down just enough John asked again, “What’s wrong babe?” 

Tears still streaming down her face Mia answered “Oh no,” she managed to say through her sniffling “Those punches must have hurt so much!”

John puts his arm around her, gently rubbing her shoulder. “Hey, hey, it's okay.” he assured her “It's just a movie, remember? They're not really getting hurt.”

Mia sniffles in his chest. “But it looks so real. And what if they really did get hurt during filming?”

John smiled softly. Rubbing his hands against her shoulders as he held her tight letting her cry it out. “They have professionals making sure everyone is safe. It’s kinda people's job. Plus, the actors get training with the stunt coordinator. Who has all the stunts planned out well before they ever shoot it.” John said back to her

“Really?” She said her bottom lip quivering

“Yes, Babe. They're tougher than they look.” John said back to Mia

Mia was still rather emotional. “I know, but” she sniffled “it looks so real.” 

“Movie magic,” John replied

Getting out of John’s hold Mia wiped away her tears apologizing sweetly to John. John assured her everything was alright. In Mia’s frustration, she let out a sudden angry groan “It’s these fucking hormones! It’s like a goddamn roller coaster!” 

John chuckled slightly in a nervous fashion. He leaned in and planted a kiss on her cheek. “I know, sweetheart,” he said

“It just sucks,” Mia said now pouting

“I get it, baby. But hey,” he said planting a hand on her pregnant belly, “You won't be like this for long.” 

He got a little chuckle out of Mia. “Maybe I like being like this, it keeps you on your toes,” She said poking his nose with her finger.

“You planning baby number two already?” John said getting his face nice and close.

Amidst the sounds of their movie. The two were face-to-face with each other. Their foreheads and the tips of their noses pressed against one another. Mia bit her bottom lip, letting it seem like she was thinking about it. “You’d like that wouldn’t you?” she kissed his lips gently

“I just like having you,” he responded, giving a kiss back on her lips.

Mia pushed in close. Getting John in a tender kiss. Mia smiled hearing it. Cuddling up next to him she saw the movie playing again. “I have no idea what’s going on,”

“Yeah I have no idea what’s happening either,” John replied to her, he thought about it for a moment. “Do you want to watch something else?”

“But, but, you wanted to watch this,” Mia replied to him

“John moved her hair away from her face with a finger. “Doesn’t matter we can watch something else.”

“Are you sure?” Mia asked him

“Of course doesn’t bother me,” he assured her reaching over to grab the remote. “What do you wanna watch?”

Mia looked at him, “Maybe something a little less... punchy?”

John nodded his head in understanding. “Less punchy. Got it.”

John clocked out of the movie. Going over to the search bar he started to go over a list of genres she might be interested in. She wasn’t big on Sci-Fi or horror, those were off the table. He wondered if maybe she would like to watch a rom-com or something she’s already familiar with. 

“Oh, can we watch The Carebears movie?” She asked John

“Carebears?” he asked softly

Searching the streaming platforms database he found it. After confirming with her what she wanted to watch. She excitedly told him yes. 

“Alright. Anything for you two,” he said warmly as he put a hand on her pregnant belly again

John got himself up off the couch. Mia suddenly felt sad, “Wait where are you going?” her voice was melancholy

“I think you two could go for a snack right now, wouldn’t you agree?” He asked her as he headed to the kitchen

She didn’t shout anything back to him. A snack did sound good. Her bottom lip started to quiver a little. Her eyes watering. She thought to herself how this was the sweetest thing he had done for her. She held the pillow close to her, planting her face in it so he didn’t see her crying. She stayed like this for several minutes. Through the pillow fabric, she started to smell something warm wafting through. It smelled good. Something buttery, and delicious. Looking up she saw John come over with a bowl of hot butter popcorn made for them in one hand, and Chocolate ice cream with strawberry and chocolate syrup on top in the other hand. 

Mia didn’t intend for it to come out. But she let out an excited quick. 

Handing her the bowl of ice cream. “I figured you might like this,” he said to her happily sitting down next to her

“This is perfect,” She said starting to get emotional again

“Anything for you hun,” He said giving her a sweet kiss once more.

As she started to eat her ice cream before it melted. John hit play and their movie started up. It was a childish movie. But Mia watched it just as bight-eyed as any other. Her ice cream finished she laid her head on his shoulder. He adjusted his position to let him lay on her chest while he was slouched further back against the couch. She listened to his heart as the Carebears went on their movie. 

About halfway through the movie, Mia had fallen asleep against John. John had passed out too, his hand holding the top of her pregnant belly. The only one away in that living room was the baby. John’s hand moved slightly as the baby moved and kicked against the top of Mia’s stomach.