Is mpreg a requestanble…? *stares at Eurylochus*
That’s…certainly a question.
(funny thing is, with the perinor case- it was never intended to be serious mpreg. I’m still not sure if it’s going to be, because I usually try to follow some path of logic for my storylines. So a request for this, outright….hmm…)
“How did this happen, ‘Mene…?”
Ctimene smirked. She lay before him on the bed, apparently ravishing the sight of him- shirtless, and patting the small growth of his stomach. “I don’t know what you’re talking about…”
“You know what I’m talking about. It was supposed to be you!” Eurylochus groaned.
“Well, it’s you. Congrats. Maybe one of the gods got drunk and got confused.”
Eurylochus tried not to imagine it. “…never mind. What are we going to tell everyone else? Our parents? Your brother?”
“Oh, it’s fine,” Ctimene smirked. “I’m fairly certain this is how Telemachus came, too.”
“What?!”