Your boytoy, Jake, is completely oblivious to the radical transformation his body is going through. You slipped some crushed-up hormone pills into his muesli a couple of months ago. He noticed he felt ravenously horny, which you were more than happy to satiate, of course.
A couple of months later, he developed morning sickness, which he passed off as a stomach bug. He was a bit annoyed that his abs were disappearing, but you gave him more than enough compliments for him to feel comfortable in his changing body. You kept a notepad of the changes so that you could go back to the lab and report these updates to your colleagues in the Fertiligro development team.
At the start of the second trimester, you had arranged to go on a party cruise with some of your colleagues to celebrate the success of the Fertiligro experiment, and to give your colleagues a chance to see Jake up close. They couldn't believe their eyes when they saw Jake walk out on the deck, wearing tight yellow speedos, showing off his small but noticeably pregnant belly. They looked at you as you smirked at Jake, thinking of all the ways you were going to play with him later that night.
