Aiden, Pt. 1
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October 4
“Let me help you,” Tom said, and put an arm around Aiden’s waist as the two of them walked down the stairs slowly.
“Thank you,” said Aiden. He leaned gratefully into Tom’s strong body. His lower abdomen hurt and was extra stiff and sore in the morning. His nipples felt extra sensitive too, but that didn’t make him require help down the stairs.
“Of course,” Tom said.
Carol said good morning from the bottom of the stairs and gave Aiden and Tom a smile before going into the kitchen. Aiden could smell eggs and toast.
These two had taken Aiden in when he had started university in this town last year. They had never had children of their own, so when they met Aiden at a church function and learned he was looking for a place, they offered him a room at an insanely good rate. The three of them turned out to get along just fine. Aiden felt almost like a son to them. They took him to church, then to lunch, and then they all watched a movie every Sunday. Tom helped him with his math classes, which Aiden struggled with. Even though Aiden paid for his own food, Carol insisted on cooking.
Tom kept his arm around him until they reached the kitchen table. Carol served up the food and poured juice from a glass pitcher into everyone’s cups. Aiden missed coffee, but Carol had been trying to wean him off the stuff. She even paid the difference in what he could afford for food by buying all organic meat and produce, and wouldn’t allow things like chips or store-bought bread in the house at all.
“I’m sorry you’re still so sore, Aiden,” Carol said, her blue eyes round with concern.
“It’s okay. It’s worse in the morning, but it gets better.”
Last month, Aiden hadn’t been feeling well. He had had to go to Dr. Calderi’s office once a week where he received a scary big injection in his buttcheek every time he went in. He wasn’t sure what the side effects were supposed to be, but they had made him incredibly horny. He had tried to hide his increased sex drive from Carol and Tom as best he could, but they had walked in on him a few times. Eventually, Dr. Calderi said Aiden needed a quick, out-patient surgery, right before university classes had started up again, and ever since then, Aiden had been very sore and tired. So tired. And still waking up with some impressive morning wood every day. It hurt his stomach when he masturbated, but his cock was so hard it ached and there was no way he could deny the urgings of his body.
“I don’t know if I like the thought of you on the bus this morning,” Carol said. “I’ll take you to school myself.”
“You don’t have to do that,” Aiden protested, but neither Carol nor Tom would hear it. Tom had to go to work, but Carol only worked three days a week at a dentist’s office, and it was Friday, one of her days off. So they chatted and laughed on the way to campus and Aiden was able to forget some of the stiff soreness in his belly.
Walking to class was difficult. Especially to his math class, which was all the way on the opposite end of campus from the class preceding it. He always arrived a little sweaty and swore he would pay more attention to the campus map when he signed up for classes again after winter break.
During some free time before his last class of the day, Aiden fell asleep in the library studying. A light hand shook him awake. He opened his eyes to see Madison hanging over him, her red hair in a straight line over one shoulder, her large breasts right in his face. She smiled at him.
“Think you should go home?”
“I have one more class. Maybe I’ll get a latte so I can make it,” he said, and smiled.
She grinned back. “You need to get some rest so you can take me out to the movies this weekend.”
His smile got bigger. “Really?”
She nodded.
“Okay.”
They found each other on Instagram so he could message her (and look at her pictures later). He said goodbye and went to a nearby coffee stand before his last class of the day. He felt a little guilty, but what Carol didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.
Thankfully, he had thrown his empty coffee cup in the classroom trashcan before leaving the building. Carol and Tom were waiting for him.
“Thought we’d give you a lift,” said Tom. Carol looked nervous about something, and talked a lot more than usual. She kept pointing at things around campus and asking him questions, but didn’t seem to really know what either of them were saying. She repeated herself and asked him the same things a few times.
Instead of going home, they took the road that would take them out of town. This road either took them to the big new sports complex or the hospital.
“What’s going on?” Aiden asked.
Carol turned around in her seat. “We were worried about your sore stomach. We thought we’d take you in, get this looked at before the weekend is over. No time like the present!”
Tom stared at the road. He gripped the wheel a little harder than necessary. Aiden stayed quiet in the backseat and watched the trees and occasional house roll by. There was a weird energy in the car.
Inside the doctor’s office, Aiden had to sign yet another huge stack of paperwork. Just like before his surgery, he got bored halfway through and stopped even skimming the contents. It looked like whatever was wrong with him had required experimental drugs. Maybe that was why Tom and Carol were so nervous. They were very supportive of whatever Dr. Calderi prescribed, even when it was clear Aiden didn’t understand his own treatment plan. But Tom and Carol had been so nice to him, he didn’t want to ruin it.
A nurse called him back. He waved to Tom and Carol and left them in the waiting room. The nurse took him to an exam room he had never seen before, then took his vitals and asked him a few questions about the soreness in his stomach. She left him alone to wait for the doctor.
Aiden looked around. The exam room was more pleasant than any other he had seen. The walls were paneled wood and the floor was a clean green linoleum. The lights were dimmed, not the usual harsh fluorescents. There was a long mirror along one wall.
Dr. Calderi entered the exam room five minutes later. She was in her mid-thirties, and very pretty. She wore red-framed glasses and a lot of tight sweaters. She never really looked at him though, which he found oddly disturbing.
She looked at his chart, scrolling through screens on her laptop, lips pursed. She gave him a quick look but avoided making eye contact, simply scanning her eyes up and down his body.
“I’m going to give you an exam today. Go ahead and remove your pants and underwear.”
Aiden kicked off his shoes and then removed his pants and underwear.
“I’m going to have to do an internal examination. I’ll need you to put your feet in these.”
“Internal?” Aiden stared at the stirrups Dr. Calderi had pulled out of the exam table.
“Yes. Put your feet in the stirrups.”
He frowned and put his socked feet on the cold metal stirrups.
“Good.” She seemed to be checking that his feet were placed correctly and then came around to the top of the table. “Arms up.”
Aiden stretched his arms up to the top of the exam table. It wasn’t comfortable. He felt utterly exposed. When he felt leather straps cinch around his wrists, he jumped.
“What are you doing?”
“Relax, please. I told you, this will be an internal examination. We often subdue patients who aren’t used to the procedure.”
Aiden took a deep breath. He wondered what exactly was wrong with him. His shirt had ridden up a little so his entire belly all the way down to his ankles were exposed to the cold air of the exam room. He stared at the ceiling. Most exam rooms had dirty tiled ceilings with weird brown stains. This one was painted a soft white and was somehow calming, like maybe he could disappear into it and forget that his cock and asshole were basically on display. His arms being tied to the top of the exam table pulled on his sore abdominal muscles, but not necessarily in a bad way.
The doctor sat on a stool and scooted between his upraised legs. Aiden tried to pull his legs back and realized his feet were strapped to the stirrups just like his wrists were strapped to the table.
“Please stop moving.”
Aiden didn’t want to turn to the mirror to see himself, so he stared some more at the ceiling.
The doctor put a gloved finger against his anus and began to probe.
“What are you checking for?” he asked.
“We need to make sure the implant is where it should be.”
“Implant?”
Dr. Calderi sighed and pushed the lubed tip of her first finger into his asshole. “Didn’t you read any of the paperwork you signed?”
He bit his cheek and tried to remember reading anything about an implant. All he could really think about was her finger scraping past the tight ring of his anus up to the third knuckle. Tied down like this, it brought to mind other images, things he didn’t really want to think about in this exam room.
He answered her question. “I guess I didn’t read it closely enough. What implant?”
Dr. Calderi inserted another finger, stretching his hole around two of her fingers now, the slow slide and the movement of her fingers in his asshole combined into a feeling he really didn’t want to have right now.
“We implanted an experimental uterus just past your anus.”
“A what?” he shouted.
“Please,” she snapped as his hole clamped down around her fingers reflexively. “Try to relax.” She inserted a third finger and his cock started to feel warm. “Good, I can feel it. It’s just where it should be.” She slowly withdrew her fingers and Aiden relaxed – somewhat.
“I don’t want a uterus,” he said.
“Then you should have read the paperwork.”
Something else pushed against his asshole. Something much bigger than her fingers. Its broad gelled head felt at least two inches wide. Aiden shivered.
“Well, take it out,” he said, afraid she was going to do the exact opposite with whatever device she was lining up with his entrance.
“I can’t do that now. Your parents have always wanted more children. You wouldn’t want to disappoint them, would you?”
Wild escape plans started to form in his head. He wondered if he could bribe her to let him run. He couldn’t go back to Carol and Tom’s. He started remembering Tom telling him not to worry about the paperwork, that hospitals always wanted someone’s body weight in forms filled out before they’d deign to treat anybody. He remembered Carol promising to make copies and explain anything he didn’t understand to him later. They knew. They were going to use him as a surrogate, they had let this woman put an experimental uterus inside of him, and they knew the whole time why he had been so sore.
“What were the shots for?” he asked, the last word a whine as whatever she was holding pushed into him. The work she had done with her fingers had only been just enough to prepare him and the stretch was brutally good. He had had things up his ass before, but never this huge.
“Fertility shots. We needed the uterus to get thick so it could hold on to the eggs I will implant.”
“Wait. Wait a minute.” He sounded breathless and no wonder. The device was about ten inches long. He felt it stop at the entrance to his new womb. “You can’t impregnate me against my will!” he shouted.
“Tell your parents that.”
“They’re not my parents! And I will! Bring them in here!” He lifted his head off the table while he shouted and looked the doctor in the eye, feeling weak and shivery with how good the device felt. He could see it was connected to a long tube attached to what looked like a short silvery oxygen tank.
“Unnecessary. They’re right there.” Dr. Calderi pressed a button on her computer and the mirror turned into a window. Carol and Tom were on the other side watching. It must have been a one-way mirror, because it didn’t look like they had missed anything.
Carol’s eyes were wet and red with unshed tears. Tom had his arm around her shoulders and looked grim.
“Now, Aiden,” he looked at her, terrified, naked with nowhere to go, some giant thing up his ass about to make him pregnant even though he had never even imagined it before. “Carol and Tom paid a lot of money for this. This is only the third uterus of its kind we’ve ever used. We’re all going to take excellent care of you. But you need to understand that this is happening. You agreed. I can show you the forms, but you signed off on this as a consenting adult. First, we’ll insert 5 mL of sperm.”
She had distracted him just long enough to push another button on her laptop. The device started thrusting violently, drawing out almost to the edge of his asshole and then filling him up and pummeling his cervix.
“Fuck,” he whispered. His cock, already warm and half hard from the insertion of the device, filled with heat until it was completely hard and leaking against his belly. His belly that now had a uterus. But he couldn’t even think of that now. All he could think about was the pumping of the device inside of him, how it pushed against his prostate each time it thrust inside until he saw stars behind his eyes. He didn’t want Carol and Tom to watch this, was terrified he would come and terrified that he wouldn’t.
Suddenly the device stopped and he couldn’t help a groan at the interruption. He could feel the uterus now. It was warm, and it felt full. He lifted his head again, but he couldn’t see anything from the outside except the mess his hard cock was making against his abs. He let his head thump back to the table. He refused to look at Tom and Carol, refused to acknowledge the deep red stain he could feel on his cheeks and neck.
“Now I’m going to insert the eggs.”
“What?”
“The eggs. Each egg requires a liter of solution to keep it viable. You’re in for a long ride. Carol had a twenty eggs frozen a few years ago.”
The device started again. It scraped and pulled inside of him, hitting a spot so deep inside he didn’t know if he would ever recover. He couldn’t help the sounds spilling from his mouth, hated being watched, and knew he would come. The pressure built steadily along the base of his spine, deep in his abdomen, his already full uterus taking even more, getting warmer, getting fuller.
Finally, he released, untouched, his cock pulsed three times and warm cum spattered his shirt and landed on the exam table beside him.
“This will take a while,” he heard Dr. Calderi say. “I have other patients to see. I’ll be back soon.”
He felt his belly begin to stretch. It felt impossibly good. Even his soft cock started to feel warm again as blood rushed south. The device didn’t care that he was overstimulated and tired and kept pounding insistently inside of him, drawing back and thrusting inside over and over and over. He felt sweat in his armpits and on his temples. He gritted his teeth and chanced a glance at the window.
Carol’s eyes were round and soft, her mouth open and her lips cherry red. Aiden could see a huge bulge in Tom’s jeans. He had a hand pressed just to the side of it, as though he didn’t quite dare touch it. Aiden looked back at the ceiling again as he felt his reluctant member fill with blood again, slowly rising.
He closed his eyes and simply let himself feel his uterus getting filled with hot warm liquid, the solution that made Carol’s eggs viable in a different body. He felt stuffed full, like after a big dinner, but so much better. The device pushed against his prostate each time it entered him, bruised his cervix in a painfully satisfying way until he felt almost sick with it. His hard red cock strained upwards against his belly again, but it felt different now. He lifted his head and looked again and gulped at what he saw.
His belly had distended to the size of a bowling ball. He watched in horror as it swelled until it was bigger than a basketball. His hips bucked and he felt precum dribble out of his cock again, smearing his rounded belly. How many eggs were being implanted? He should have asked. He should have read the paperwork.
He managed to orgasm two more times, the device giving him no mercy. He had tears in his eyes after the second time and his abused hole was getting sore. His cock was flaccid, as exhausted as he was, but his belly continued to swell. The weight pressed down on him and that felt good too, but he was completely overstimulated and ready for it to end. Finally, when his belly looked like he had shoved a five gallon bucket under his skin, the device stopped.
The exam door opened and Dr. Calderi entered. “Perfect.”
“Please. Take it out.”
Her gloved hand caressed his swollen, sensitive stomach and he jerked away from her touch. Pinned to the table and beneath his own weight, he didn’t move far. His overfilled stomach quivered like jello.
“One moment more, please, Aiden.” She sat on her stool again. He couldn’t see her over his belly. He felt one hand on his thigh and the device being pulled out of him. But just like that, something else was being shoved in his hole. It was narrow at the top and then flared, and felt totally immovable once it was inside. A butt plug. “You’ll keep this in for the next twelve hours and then you’re free to remove it. In order to simulate sex as much as possible, this plug will force you to bring yourself to orgasm every hour on the hour.”
He tried not to cry. He looked at the window again. Carol and Tom were gone.
“I can’t go out there looking like this,” he whined.
“Of course you can. We’re all very proud of you.” He felt her release his feet from the stirrup straps and then she stood up and walked to the head of the exam table to release his wrists as well. “Your parents brought you some sweats and a new shirt. They thought you would be more comfortable.”
Aiden waited until she was gone and then pushed his hands against the table to sit up. His belly hung heavy against his thighs. Checking that he was unwatched, he put a hand on his belly. It would fill with Tom and Carol’s children. He felt a wave of excitement shiver up his spine and dismissed it. He couldn’t believe what they had done to him.
