CHAPTER 6

Soon, they were on a wooden walkway leading from the low block building to a number of wooden structures. Lush tropical foliage surrounded them, with tall palm trees, green grass, orchids, and other plants Jimmy had never seen. The temperature was in the high eighties, with a soft breeze. He looked around himself in wonder. Lupe smiled, "Yes, always remember you are in the Mexico. I think you will enjoy your stay here with us. We will do everything we can to make you very happy. "

"As you can see, we have spared no expense." They followed the walkway to the next building, which appeared to be very large. As they approached, Jimmy saw it was actually several buildings linked together by a huge common room, which was open to the outside on two sides. This common room had a circular peaked roof that was probably thirty feet tall in the center, and had to be sixty or seventy feet in diameter. They walked up the two shallow steps into the room and Jimmy looked around. It was decorated something like a tropical hotel lobby. Several groupings of richly upholstered couches and chairs, mostly framed in bamboo, were scattered around, and the floor was highly polished hardwood, with plush Turkish area rugs. Looking straight through the room, Jimmy could see a shaded deck with tables and chairs, and beyond that a gorgeous crescent-shaped beach lined with Royal palms. To their right was a counter similar to a hotel front-desk, and wide hallways angled off right and left, forming a shallow "U" following the beach.

The hallways appeared to also be open- air, with a roof that was suspended several feet above the tops of the walls. To their left, in a darkened corner, was a large screen television. "Almost no one is here right at the moment," Lupe said, "because one of the girls spotted a huge manta ray jumping out of the water this morning, and they all went out to see if they could see it again. Yes, there are boats at your disposal here, both sail and power. You can also snorkel the reef if you like. Carefully, of course in your condition. Come. Let me introduce you to Julio." He led them over to the "front-desk", where a round pleasant-looking man with dark curly hair and a mustache was working on some paperwork.

He stood up and smiled as they approached. Jimmy noticed he was wearing some sort of white sheer cassock and nothing else. He was about five-foot ten, and maybe 260, with a football-player's build. His caftan or cassock or whatever it was very sheer, clearly showing his large nipples, hairy gut, and short, thick cock. He was wearing leather sandals.

"Hello!" he said, extending his hand. Jimmy was taken aback by his unabashed warmth, and took his hand and smiled a greeting despite himself. Lupe introduced Julio as the general manager of the complex.

"Whatever you need," she said, "you can get from Julio. We have an enormous budget, so all the usual luxuries, and many of the exotic ones are available through him."

Julio looked at Jimmy intently. "Hey, being yanked out of your normal life to some faraway place is generally no fun. Well, despite your experience so far, I think you will find we aim to please. By the way Lupe, the Doctor is gone."

And to Jimmy, "We hired help aren't allowed to touch the patients, except for hugs and such when wanted. So while you're here, if you need anything or want anything or have any problems, let me know. Dial zero from any phone at any time and you will either reach me or Ernesto, and if you reach Ernesto, he can always put you through to me. Always. I never leave the complex, and I always have a portable phone with me." "Come on, I'll show you around. Thanks, Lupe." Lupe said good bye and headed back to the low enclosed building. They watched her go. "She's brilliant too, ya know, and not a bad egg. Why she set up his shop in that building of all places is beyond me. Anyway, come on." They went down the hallway to the right. There were only two doors, one in the middle on the beach side, and one at the very end. They went to the end, and Julio opened the door for them.

Jimmy entered into another round lounge-like room, again open to a secluded section of beach. To the right, against a wall was a kitchen and eating area. The wall was open at one point, apparently out to a covered deck with hammocks that looked out on the lush foliage. A door straight ahead was open, leading to a large bedroom with its own beach view. He assumed the other door behind them to the left was another bedroom. Julio led him to the straight- ahead bedroom. "This is your room. The closet and bureau are pretty well stocked with clothes for you. We don't wear much down here, and if you've a mind, nudity is always acceptable. The other room is Lawrencio's . He keeps pretty irregular hours, so he might be napping right now. But he was looking forward to your arrival. The kitchen over here - is needless to say very well stocked, and I will get in whatever you like to eat and drink. Just let me know. You each have your own bathroom, and the maid service will come in at whatever time you want. Let me know. There is a TV and VCR in the cabinet across from the bed, and another one here in the living room. Again, let me know what you like in tapes and I'll get them. You might want to take a gander at the tapes that are here - we have had a few patients who have recorded their stays here, and you might find them pretty hot."

"I'll be back at the front desk. You might want to shower or swim - oh yes, the water is always around eight-four degrees, and there is a shark barrier, so you can swim any time of the day or night. If you get lonely and no one comes back from their little trip and Lawrencio doesn't appear, come on out and chat with me. I don't have all that much to do either. OK, I'm off." And with that he was, closing the "living room" door behind him.

Jimmy went into his bedroom and closed the door. He stood behind the glass and looked out onto the beautiful water. "Shit," he said to himself, "What a fucking mess." He went back to the living room and found Pepsi in the refrigerator. Back in his bedroom he drank half the soda. Then he noticed a large array of light switches next to the head of the bed. He played with the: Various lighting combinations were possible, along with control of the curtains. He closed the room up completely, preferring to be closed off from everything for a while. Finishing the soda, he started on the second, and opened the closet door to see what was there. Half the closet was filled with slacks with sewn-in elastic panels, stretch-knit sport-shirts, loose tunics and shelves of spandex biking shorts, T-shirts, bikini briefs, socks, sneakers, dress shoes, and sandals. Everything in large, loose sizes to fit his growing belly, he noticed.

The other half opened to reveal a mini-refrigerator under a counter, a sink, and overhead a microwave and cupboards well- stocked with cookies, chips, and various snack food. The refrigerator had more soda, a quart of milk, a bowl of whipped cream which he tasted (real!) and a whole baking pan of what looked like home-made brownies, which were also tasted, and were also real. There was a separate mini-freezer under the counter, with ice, frozen pizzas and bagels.

The inside of the closet door was covered with a large mirror that had an adjustable bracket at the bottom to angle the mirror up. Jimmy sat on the bed and looked at himself in the mirror for a few minutes. He still couldn't get used to his appearance. It still disgusted him but made him hot at the same time. " Later tonight I'll drop all this pregnancy crap and get back in shape." He pulled out the brownies, poured all the whipped cream over them, and stuffed his mouth with all it could hold. God they were good!

He went over to the TV and turned it on. There was a tape in the player, so he set it for playback. It was a porno tape showing two hard, lean guys force-feeding a old but very pregnant woman, probably at least 45, and fucking her silly. The woman was matronly, about 5'5, very pale, and had very jiggly-soft breasts. She had a giant protruding belly and a big soft blubbery ass. Whenever her mouth was empty, she demanded more food, even while she was being fucked. The guy not fucking her was feeding her, either his cock or big sloppy handfuls of cake. Jimmy pulled off his terry shorts and got in bed.


Despite himself he started playing with his new pregnant body, and pretty soon was reveling in the feelings of that incredible bulge growing under his hard muscles. He laid back against the pillows, flexed his stomach muscles, placed both palms on his belly, and touched the mound. He had never felt anything like it! He pressed firmly and prodded around it . Even better! Then he touched his belly with just one hand very lightly, and probed it while flexing his muscles. He could feel the pregnant reverberations across his stomach, and could even "feel" the baby growing inside.


His cock was dripping pre-cum now. He looked up at the TV and saw a pregnant local girl in her native costume getting fucked standing up. The girl was moaning, "Me want baby! Me want BEEEG baby!" Jimmy didn't dare even touch his cock by this time, as he was on the edge of cuming. He finished the third Pepsi and jumped up for another, noting the feeling of his pregnant body as he moved.

Back in the bed, he watched as the tape until it faded to black. He felt stuffed and happy. Standing up in front of the mirror, with the ceiling lights illuminating his soft form, complete with belly bulging out a little. Looking at his reflection, it seemed he bloated instantly, actually starting to look round. He pulled at his small pregnant belly, kneaded, and slapped himself hard, harder, until he started to glow pink. Took deep breath, pushing his belly out as he inhaled. He pushed it out as far as it would go. Then a little farther, pushed it out until it hurt, and held it in place. With his belly distended, and his skin stretched tight across it, he pulled at the skin, stretching it to make it loose - and -

He had to jerk off now! With one touch he came explosively, splattering the mirror with jet after jet of semen. His cock must have pulsed ten, fifteen, twenty times, each time sending a physical rush through his balls and up his back. With each pulse he grunted involuntarily, with the grunts becoming moans as the waves pleasure washed through his body. With the last of the prolonged orgasm, he collapsed back on the bed and fell asleep instantly.



CHAPTER 7

Jimmy awoke feeling depressed. And slightly nauseated. And pregnant. He looked around and saw the Pepsi bottles scattered around, and his cum-splatters on the mirror. He got up and went into the bathroom to shower, thinking that would clear his head. In the shower, his mind went back to the intensity of that orgasm. He had never experienced anything like it. Thinking of this as he soaped himself off, his cock started to rise as he became aware of how round his newly pregnant belly felt. Turning the water off, he lathered up and jerked off again, enjoying the feeling of his bulge. He then finished up the shower, toweled off and put on a pair of shorts he found in the closet. Back to the bedroom, he cleaned up the bed as best he could, and wiped the mirror off.


"The head needs a little clearing," he thought to himself as he opened a fresh juice drink. "Now to meet the roomie." He opened the curtains and saw nothing but darkness outside. He had no idea of the time whatsoever. Opening the door to the common room, he was surprised how luxurious it looked at night. He saw the TV on in the corner and a blond head sitting on a couch watching it, facing away from him. "Hello," he called to the head. The head turned and Jimmy was astonished to find himself looking at a boy that could not have been more than nineteen. Good features, light tan, sparkling blue eyes, and it gave the appearance of being just slightly soft, or rounded, as boys often do just as they enter adulthood.

"Hi," he called back, smiling, "I was wondering when we'd see you." He jumped up from the couch and came over, extending his hand. "I'm Lawrencio." They shook hands. Lawrencio was wearing a very sheer pair of while silk shorts like his own, which showed an exceptionally thick 8- or 9-inch dick. He was about 5'7, very light complected all over, and completely hairless. But it was his tits that caught Jimmy's eyes. They were huge. Just like a woman's tits. Complete with large pink nipples. "Yes, they're mine," Lawrencio said, laughing, "but you can have them any time you want." Jimmy blushed and stammered something intelligible. "Hey, don't sweat it," Lawrencio told him, "I know, they ARE big. But all natural! No additives: just little help from the good Doctor, that's all!" he laughed. His tits jiggled seductively. "Come on, lets sit down."


Jimmy sat on the couch as Lawrencio helped himself to a tall glass of buttermilk and a box of cookies from the kitchenette. Jimmy couldn't take his eyes off him. He had never seen any guy with tits like that! Despite himself, he wanted to touch - Lawrencio plopped down on the couch and opened the box of cookies, placing it between them. "Just so you know, we guys can have big tits. You mostly see it when they get old. The male hormones ebb and they develop those saggy bazooms that hang down. Well, they really always have the potential, only most people don't utilize it much. Doctor made mine fully functional: I can give milk like a cow. Usually takes years for guys like me to develop fully."

"Unless," he took a cookie into his mouth and washed it down with the buttermilk, "they get pregnant, like you." He glanced at Jimmy's belly. "So, when did you get first find out?"


"Today... uh, Shit! I don't even know what day it is! This is all too strange. How did they get you?" A look of momentary surprise passed Lawrencio's face. "Oh, I forgot. Of course. We're a little different. You see, I volunteered for this-" He stoked his bosom sensuously.

"You what?!" Jimmy almost choked on his drink. "Yeah. You see, an uncle of mine and a few of his friends helped set this thing up. Well, I used to trick with Uncle Jack and I found out about the Doctor. Last year I started working here. So I work here about a year and I get to do some of the books. Well, I'm working here, getting paid about ten dollars an hour, but I can't touch the patients. And I'm doing the books and I see money they pay out to people willing to undergo for "experimental treatments". Up to now, they've all been women of course.

But you see, there is a small group of young Arabs, mostly in their twenties and early thirties, who are gay, and hang out together, and they're all REALLY turned on by the idea of good-looking pregnant American guys... especially with big tits. They're all the sons of Sheiks, so they each have several mountains of money. Lots of fucking and drinking and partying and drugs and eating and having a good time. That's all these Sheik-lettes do."

"So I find out that just about every woman placed from here is happy - shit, you would be too if all you had to do was party with a hot young billionaire, be fucked, bear his kids, and get paid for it. Shit. Everyone loves it. So I went to good old Uncle and said, 'sign me up'. He wouldn't do it right away, but I sent my picture to one of the gay Sheiklettes through one of my friends, and that did it. I'm in. And hey, I always wanted big tits anyway."

Lawrencio's hair was long, hanging down just below his shoulders, and a very light natural-looking blonde. "Hey Lawrencio," Jimmy called over, "just how big do you want to get?" Lawrencio returned with drinks. "Oh, I figure about 44DD when I'm fully pregnant. I'm 38C now, I'll probably fill a D cup just by milking them soon, and I just want to see these jugs get bigger and bigger and bigger. Man, I want to be out to here..." He held his arms out in a big embrace in front of himself, "... and I want all that extra stuff to be nothing but tits and baby.

'Cause you know, and I can tell you know," he pointed with his Pepsi bottle to Jimmy's growing hard-on under his shorts, "what it feels like and how hot it is to see yourself change." "And I'll tell you something else you probably don't know. It gets hotter. It never stops getting hotter. Every day your a little bigger than the day before. Every day you've got a little more baby than you did the day before. I've watched the women the Doctor has around here. Lots of them. It's fantastic!!! It keeps getting more and more intense. As long as you're growing it never stops. And you're just starting out. Think about it. Man, I can't wait to get knocked up!"


"And don't worry about these," he indicated his own and Jimmy's hard cocks, "we'll take care of them shortly. Here's to our bellies being full. Real full."

He toasted Jimmy with his drink, then moved closer. He remained standing over Jimmy with his big tits hanging almost in Jimmy's face. Jimmy's shorts were already marked with a couple of drops of pre-cum. Jimmy felt like he was in a dream. He had that hyper-nervous- detached feeling of the first time he went to bed with a man. It was almost as though he was watching the scene of him and Lawrencio from the vantage-point of a third person.

He wanted this busty man-boy who seemed so into this bizarre existence. But he also wanted to eat. He thought back and realized he couldn't remember when he had eaten to the point of being really stuffed, at least not that afternoon! The bowl Lawrencio had put in the microwave looked big. He hoped it was filled. The timer rang. Lawrencio pulled out the big bowl and set it on a small glass-topped table in the far corner of the room. Then he went to a closet and got out two towels, spreading them on the upholstered chairs. "OK, Jimmy... let's eat."

As Jimmy approached, Lawrencio removed his shorts and sat down. His big, thick cock was standing straight out. Jimmy followed suit, feeling a little strange to be sitting down to dinner naked and with a hard-on. The bowl was full. At least enough for two people. Lawrencio loaded up both plates and the two started eating.

Lawrencio kept up a running commentary that kept both their cocks hard. "That's it. One for you, one for the baby. Every mouthful counts. Every mouthful grows him a little bigger, pushes that belly of yours out a little further. That's it, relax. Let's feed that little darling. Yeah... that's it. Let's see you put that food away. That's the ticket... yeah... you want it... yeah... be greedy... that's it... faster... work yourself into a fucking frenzy for this food you don't need but want because it'll make your baby bigger."

The last was spoken with a full mouth, Lawrencio rose out of his chair and stood behind Jimmy's. He pulled Jimmy's head back by his hair against the back of the chair. "Oh yeah, you want it bad," he said, as he reached with the other hand and grabbed spoon full of the rich, creamy noodles. "Open that mouth. Oh yeah. We're gonna fatten your baby up." He let the food flow down into Jimmy's mouth. Spoonful after spoonful. It just kept coming. Lawrencio kept up the commentary. "That's it. Feel that weight settling on the baby in your belly. That baby that's gonna push that belly out. That's right... you with all those muscles... we're gonna turn those muscles into baby fat..." More and more of the rich creamy noodles. Finally Jimmy was having trouble swallowing any more. Lawrencio abruptly turned Jimmy's chair away from the table, straddled it facing Jimmy, and pulled Jimmy's head deep into his soft pillowy breasts.

Jimmy was swimming in new sensations. He felt absolutely stuffed. His face was pressed into this dark, warm, smoothness. Incredibly soft... he licked and gently nibbled on Lawrencio's tits - so soft and smooth - and pressed his face deeper into the softness, feeling it cover the sides of his face. It was almost as though he lost consciousness... he was now just a mass of overwhelming sensations. Lawrencio pushed his face away and looked down at him. "Now you see," he said, "a little of what it's all about. And you want it bad, don't you?" Jimmy returned his gaze, looking up over Lawrencio's big, round tits. "Oh yeah, I want it. But I want you." But Lawrencio pulled away.

"Take a breather and cool down. We're gonna make this last, and I'm not nearly full yet. "Lawrencio cupped his bosom in his hands. "I'm gonna show you something." He went to the kitchenette and brought back a piece of cake and a half-gallon of milk. He cut the piece in quarters and separated them. Then he cut one of the quarters in half. "OK. Eat one of the small pieces." Jimmy looked at him with an expression that said he was full. "No, you can do it. Just pick up one of those small pieces and shove it down your mouth. Come on."

He did as he was told. It was hard taking the first swallow, but Jimmy found it went down easier once he got going. Lawrencio watched him. "That's it, Jimmy. Oh yeah... eat 'cause you want to be pregnant. Swallow that down.... feed that baby" Jimmy finished, feeling stuffed to the point of being uncomfortable. Lawrencio continued, "Yeah, now you're full. That's what it takes. You're gonna learn to love that feeling, 'cause that's the way the Doctor wants you to eat.






"JIMMY'S PREGNANT!" 3/6


Now I'm gonna show you what you will be able to do in a couple of months."

Lawrencio opened his shirt, exposing his plump bosom. He closed his eyes and began to stroke it with both hands, moaning softly. As he massaged them, his breasts began to swell and the nipples reddened. Drops of white fluid began to appear. Jimmy was amazed. And hot. It was an incredible turn-on to him watching this guy standing in front of him building up milk in his tits.

Lawrencio's boobs were now distended noticeable farther than before, and Jimmy reached out to them The flesh felt firm, as the skin stretched tight. He stood up so they were standing belly-to-belly. Jimmy was surprised how big his own stuffed belly seemed to be. He pressed against Lawrencio, and the feeling of the pressing against each other was incredible.

Jimmy reached up with both hands to Lawrencio's large soft tits. He wasn't prepared for their softness, their weight, how full they felt when he squeezed them. Lawrencio had started working his hands over Jimmy's belly. Gently at first, and then firmer and firmer. Jimmy could feel his own skin stretching, loosening up. It felt incredible. Jimmy was almost ready to cum, and Lawrencio sensed it. He backed away, and taking Jimmy by the hand led him into his bedroom. It was similar to Jimmy's, except that the wall over the head of the bed was mirrored. Lawrencio led Jimmy to the floor in the space between the bed and the mirrored closet door. They sat, facing each other on the floor, Lawrencio with his back against the bed and Jimmy with his back against the closet.

"OK," Lawrencio said, "now we're gonna spend the next hour working each other over." He put a pillow behind Jimmy to bring them closer, and the two men started playing with each other. Tits, sides, and bellies all were massaged, stretched, and slapped. Jimmy found it hypnotic. Both cocks were rock-hard, and dripping, but they left them alone. Lawrencio's swollen pink tits were in constant motion. But Jimmy's own feelings were even more powerful than what he was seeing. He could feel a huge belly sticking out, way out in front of him. He could feel the weight of the baby as it moved in response to Lawrencio's rough massage. It felt incredibly sensitive, while at the same time almost
devoid of feeling. Lawrencio could slap Jimmy's gut hard and it just felt good, yet he was also aware of the internal feelings the moving baby generated. All he knew was he wanted more, he wanted that baby to be larger, fatter and heavier. He imagined what it would feel like when it was nine months a long... his senses were reeling.


Lawrencio was a hot as Jimmy now. "OK, Jimmy, I'm gonna fuck you." He got up and opened a drawer in the night stand to retrieve a condom and lube, then picked up a large candle from the coffee table across the room. He lit the candle, placed it on the floor next to them, then turned out the lights. "Stand up, pregnant boy, and put your hands on that wall," he said, indicating the mirrored wall. Jimmy looked at his reflection in the candlelight as he bent slightly and put his hands on the mirrored wall. He felt Lawrencio's fingers at his asshole, going around and around, and finally one finger in. Jimmy almost came at that moment. His reflection kept distracting him: that belly in constant motion, that thickening at the waist. "Ohhh," he moaned, as he felt two fingers, then three. He wanted that big hard cock. Then he felt the head against him, and it felt huge! He stiffened in anticipation of the big cock, but at that moment one of Lawrencio's hands came around his waist. He was completely overcome by the feeling and sight of his pregnant body jumping around wildly and at that moment Lawrencio's big cock plunged deeply into his ass. Now both hands worked his belly, holding on to it as Lawrencio started rhythmically pumping in and out of Jimmy.

With each cycle, Jimmy relished the feeling and sound of Lawrencio's balls slapping against his cheeks. Lawrencio straightened up to fuck him harder, and Jimmy could see his enormous tits swaying wildly. The fucking seemed to go on for an hour. Lawrencio's arms came around his chest, holding the two of them tightly together. Jimmy melted into a sea of softness. All he could feel was warm pregnant fullness, and the hard cock still pumping away inside him. It was too much - Lawrencio straightened up and pumped furiously and they both came, almost together, in a collective orgasm that was totally overwhelming. They collapsed on the bed.

CHAPTER 8

Sunlight streamed into the room. Jimmy opened his eyes. Lawrencio was standing at the foot of the bed, toweling off, apparently just out of the shower. "Hi there," he said, smiling, "how do you feel?" Jimmy couldn't take his eyes off him. Lawrencio looked noticeably bustier than the day before. Jimmy was instantly aroused, seeing this lusty display of breast flesh. "Fine, I guess," he replied, as he sat up. "Hmmm..." he looked down at his own belly, which for the first time in his life he felt as he sat up. He felt it because it now rested slightly on his thighs. He could feel the weight of his pregnant belly as he sat up. "Look at that," he said, as he fondled his new tummy. He stood up, his cock semi-hard from these new feelings. He new today would be a continuation of what had happened yesterday.

"Come on, pregnant-boy," Lawrencio said, stepping into a pair of those sheer shorts, "get your shower, grab some sunglasses from the closet, and come on out to the beach. Breakfast is served there today in your honor. You'll get to meet a couple of the other patients." Jimmy showered and shaved. In the shower he couldn't resist jerking himself off as he explored his expanding gut. He took a long shower after cuming, and thought about what he wanted to do. He decided to go along with the program, so to speak, but on his terms. He wanted to keep his muscle-tone and strength up, and wondered if he could do that and get real big with a baby.

He figured that he might have to come up with some new exercises for his stomach muscles, so they could adapt to being "way out there", stretched over a growing fetus. By the end of the shower he was more than ready to eat. He found a pair of shorts, the glasses, and headed out the sliding-glass door. Having been inside for over 24 hours, he was stunned by the beauty around him. The water was intensely turquoise, the foliage lush green, and the sand blinding white. The temperature was a balmy 85 or so, with a light breeze. He looked up and down the beach, and saw the table. It was actually a wooden deck set up under a grouping of palm trees, complete with side-board and two tables.

One table was empty, and Lawrencio and two women were at the other. They were enormous. And, he noted as he approached, gorgeous. They both had very long hair, almost to their waist. One had blue-black hair, and a complexion that was the variation on olive that only comes from the South Pacific. She was in her twenties, about five-foot seven, and had to be at least eight months along. The other had chestnut-colored hair, and looked to be about eighteen or so. She was about an inch taller, and had the biggest belly Jimmy had ever seen. It was so big it was the first thing he noticed about her. It was as though her torso was a perfectly round, deeply tanned balloon. Jimmy figured she had to be close to giving birth. The three were talking and laughing, as no fewer than five uniformed waiters served them.

As Jimmy approached, Lawrencio stood up to introduce him. "Ladies," he began with a broad smile, "this is the man who kept me so delightfully occupied for the last day and a half or so. Jimmy, meet Francine, our Hawaiian leather mistress, and Shawna, who is attached to that, um, overwhelming and impressive belly." Jimmy sat down and was immediately served a sweet papaya concoction. The other two were very personable and the conversation was lively and interesting. Then the food started to arrive, and the conversation slowed a bit.

Both women ate like horses. Despite the slowed conversation, Jimmy learned that Shawna and Francine were both going to the same place, to a skinny young straight Kuwaiti who liked long hair on his women, and who got his kicks seeing just how pregnant each one could get. Shawna was now gaining almost a pound a day with this pregnancy, and said she didn't think she could last the full two years. "But," she said, "as every pound feels better than the one before, and as I've kept my muscles in good shape, I should be able to deliver with no problems."

They expected to leave a few weeks after delivering or so, and none of them knew of any other new "recruits" that were scheduled to arrive. Evidently, new people were brought in only when there was a specific request for a particular type. Then the Doctor, or whoever was doing that now would go find someone to match the type, and bring him to the compound as they did with Jimmy.

Jimmy eventually worked his way through his breakfast, but then refused the sliced fruit desert that was served to everyone. Lawrencio looked at him and sighed. "I don't know what we're gonna do with you if you won't make the effort. Here. Relax. This will get your appetite back." He moved behind Jimmy and slowly massaged his belly.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, Jimmy started nibbling at the rich dessert, and after a few more, it was gone. He was, again, uncomfortably full. Just before they all finished, Lawrencio asked Francine, "Do you think we could introduce our new friend to some of your games?" Francine smiled and said, "Sure, don't see why not. Let's let this settle for a couple of hours. I'll set up the table out here." Jimmy wanted to know what the games were, but he didn't think he would get an answer now - the others were enjoying their secret. After they finally were done eating breakfast, they went for a dunk in the crystal-clear turquoise waters, then split up to read, or sun, or whatever. Jimmy laid out in the sunshine, enjoying the feeling of the sun on his growing body. After an hour or so, he retired to his room.

CHAPTER 9

Jimmy woke up in bed with a faint layer of perspiration on his pregnant body. Even though it was October, it was still warm. He only had one sheet covering him, and it was pulled up just to his love handles. He looked down at himself and grinned. He was over-eating on purpose, gorging himself for weeks now. He had been intentionally trying to make himself fat for the baby's sake, and it was just beginning to show on him.

He was completely nude, and his bulging belly was outlined clearly under the thin fabric. The rock hard abs he'd sported only a few months ago were almost completely gone now. Reaching a hand down under the sheet, he fondled his plump belly as he recalled the events of the previous evening. He still couldn't believe what had happened between him and his new friend, Laurencio. Poke me in the gut! he thought. To think that all this time Laurencio had been just as interested in his undeniably bulging middle as he was in Laurencio's cock and boobs.

Well, as soon as he got back, they'd be making up for some lost time. And then there was Francine and her roommate, Shawna. Shit, they were a couple of delicious little preggers. Fuck, little was hardly the word for them! Francine's stomach was huge compared to his own, and he still couldn't get over the impressive spread of mouth-watering baby flesh that Shawna was sporting. They'd both been packing away pasta and other fattening foods for weeks now, and the results were really starting to show up at their babies and on their breasts.

They were sexy, bulky babes and between his thoughts of them and his thoughts of Laurencio, Jimmy found himself stroking a major hard-on. He pulled the sheet away, exposing his own inspirational belly as he pulled himself up against the bed's backboard. Spreading his knees apart, he lavished full attention to his once flat gut. He stroked it languidly as he thought of what he and Laurencio would do when Laurencio got back. He closed his ravenous eyes and imagined Laurencio's sumptuous tits with beads of sweat clinging to his tanned skin. The two of them would be just standing there, face to face, totally naked, staring into each other's ravenous eyes.

Laurencio had the sexiest eyes Jimmy could imagine, with masculine eyebrows and delicate, long, almost feminine, eyelashes. His bloated breasts would be filled full with milk, nipples poking through his sexy cut-off football jerseys. Jimmy held the image in his head as his hand slid up and down the length of his own gut. God, he loved jacking off to this! Even with Laurencio, Shawna and Francine to fool around with now, he couldn't even imagine not sneaking upstairs to be by himself occasionally, to play with his middle until he shot a load.

Every muscle in his body began to tighten and he involuntarily found his pregnant torso rising off the bed as he neared his climax. He moaned as he felt the sperm churning in his balls, as he continued to rub and pat his belly. And then, with one final deep, throaty grunt, the release came as load after milky load shot onto the tight plumpness of his chest and belly. As the last faint bursts dribbled from the flared head of his cock, Jimmy reached for the towel beside his bed and used it to wipe the sticky mixture from his sumptuous abdomen. When he was done, he jumped out of bed, wrapped the soiled towel around his love handles and headed for the shower.

When he made it to the bathroom safely, he pulled it up and tossed it down the laundry chute. It never dawned on him that the staff knew exactly what was going on every time they pulled one of those sticky towels out of the hamper in the basement. Between him and his new found friend , they'd seen plenty of them. After a quick shower, Jimmy went back to his room and pulled on a fresh jock-strap, running shorts and a T-shirt. Over that, he pulled on a pair of red sweats, and he finished up his day's wardrobe with sweat socks and running shoes.

"So I'm gettin' more and more pregnant, huh?" he murmured to himself in his mirror, as he pulled his ribbed tee tight around his sumptuous torso and gave his belly a few probing jabs. Only a bit of chubbiness was noticeable through the fabric when he stood up tall and really sucked it in. His appraising eyes caught the swell of baby fat under his chin, and he could pinch those off-season love handles that had snuck around his sides. It was noticeable enough for Shawna and Francine to tease him, but he had a ways to go.

"Well, we'll see about that!" Finally, he went downstairs and into the kitchen, where his caretakers were waiting. Julio and Ernesto were sitting at the table reading the newspaper, Julio sipping coffee and silently nursing a hangover.

"Hi all. Has Francine gotten back yet?"

"No," said Ernesto, "She called and said she was going to spend the day over at Shawna's."

Jimmy laughed to himself as he thought about what those two horny preggers would be up to all day. After downing a quick glass of whole milk, he headed for the door.

"I'm going out to run. I'll be back in a couple of hours."

"That's good, Jeemie," the staffers said without looking up as he slipped out the door. Jimmy made his way to the beach. Of course, that's what Jimmy loved about this stretch of sand. As he ran, he felt like he was the only person in the world. This beach was all his and he could do whatever he wanted here. His Saturday morning runs were special, and almost nothing could keep him from them. It was his chance to really cut loose; to feel the potential of his slightly pregnant body as the sand pounded beneath his feet. It all felt so physical, so powerful, so mad-on wonderful.

As he neared cove, Jimmy was suddenly jolted back into reality and came to a complete stop. Sitting at the end of his beach was a parked van. Its back doors were open and someone was sitting there watching him as he closed in on the finishing line. At first, Jimmy was furious. Who would have the nerve to invade his running track? Soon enough, though, he caught his breath and calmed down a little. This was private property. Besides, there was something awfully familiar about that van, and even more awfully cute about its owner.

The Doctor got up to give Jimmy a lonely ovation for crossing the invisible finish line. What would the golden rich older dude be doing out here on a Saturday morning?

"Hey Jimmy, how's it going?" the Doctor called to Jimmy as he made his final approach.

"I'm doing fine, man. What are you doing out here?"

"I just came out to think. I do that once in a while, you know-think?" he grinned.

"But you gotta hot in this sun." It suddenly dawned on Jimmy that he was pretty warm. "Climb in and I'll shut the doors." Jimmy did so, and the Doctor locked in the air conditioned cold after them. Typical of the Doctor's wealthy status, this clinic van also was luxuriously furnished with plush carpeting, big comfortable pillows and a refrigerator. Jimmy leaned back against a stack of cushions and scanned his surroundings.

The Doctor sat down opposite him, reached into the refrigerator and pulled out two cans of soda. He opened one of the sodas and handed it to Jimmy. "Thanks. Nice custom job."

"You think so? As good as the one in the States?" The Doctor said.

"Yeah," Jimmy took another sip. "I'm just trying to imagine all the wild things you could do down here with a set of wheels like this."

"You name 'em, young man, and I've probably done them."

"Really?" said Jimmy, grinning, his still-thumping heart racing. The wild stuff the Doctor was referring to couldn't possibly come close to what he was thinking.

"Yes, young man: I mean really kinky stuff!"

Within a few short moments, Jimmy realized he was getting really loosened up, and now he was sitting there, in just his T-shirt and shorts, across from the best looking doctor he had ever met, a world famous fertility expert as he talked about sex. He immediately started to get a hard-on.

"What kind of kinky stuff, man?" Jimmy said half-suspiciously so as to not sound too eager. The Doctor looked squarely into Jimmy's sexy blue ravenous eyes and slowly licked his lips.

"Puttin' on a little more spread there?" he ran a pair of fingers seductively around his patient's waist and smiled at its fullness. "Getting a real belly, aren't you, Jimmy? Listen ... have you ever just wanted to take some sexy young faggot ... and impregnate him with your huge cock, just pump him so full of babies that he blew up to the point where he couldn't move?"

Jimmy went totally hard. "N-no man," he stammered. "Have you?"

"Yeah, a few times," the Doctor said, hungrily noticing the jock puppy boy could hardly squeeze into his shorts any more, with a mischievous look in his ravenous eyes and a shit-eating grin on his face. "Judging from the hard-on in your shorts, I'd say you're sure thinking about it now!"

Jimmy looked down at how obviously his belly was bulging over his shorts, and the hard-on below it, and then looked back up at the Doctor. By this point, he'd determined that the Doctor had a pretty serious plan in mind. He could see the huge, plump, piece of cock meat snaking down the leg of the Doctor's sweatpants, and it looked exquisite! Without another word, the Doctor leaned over to the van's mini-refrigerator and opened it. He removed a package of food.

After opening it, but just before feeding it to him, the Doctor leaned in to deliver a soft passionate kiss to Jimmy's full lips. Woozy with desire, Jimmy felt his T-shirt being pulled out of his shorts and pushed up to his pecs. The Doctor was rubbing the bare skin of his bulging abs while they kissed. "You know what, Jimmy?" The Doctor's eye were shining, and he kept rubbing Jimmy's torso. A gleaming strand of saliva still connected their lips.

"I think you're still too skinny. In my expert medical opinion, you should get fatter, for the baby's sake. You need to stop being selfish and really start eating for two. What do you think?"

"I don't know, dude," whispered Jimmy. "I think about it a lot. But I'm kinda nervous about it in real life."

"Well then, I think you need a little push. You've got some catching up to do," the Doctor stuffed a gooey snack cake into Jimmy's mouth. "I want you to eat it, Jimmy. It's not gonna hurt you."

Jimmy swallowed it in a daze. The Doctor fed him more. "Good. That's good, Jimmy," said The Doctor, rubbing his fingertips around the ridge of Jimmy's exposed navel. "I want you to eat. Eat everything in this little fridge. Will you do that for me, Jimmy?"

"Umf-hmph," said Jimmy.

"Do you know what'll happen to you when you do that, Jimmy?" the Doctor's fingers slipped over to Jimmy's side, just over the waistband of his shorts, where a perfectly rounding bulge of flesh swelled over the tightening elastic. When the Doctor touched that flesh, Jimmy jumped a little, but kept eating. "If you eat everything I'm going to feed you, this is going to grow on you. It's gonna get big, maybe even a little bit flabby. Baby flab." The Doctor pinched the flesh, and then jammed another pie into Jimmy's mouth.

"C'mon, Jimmy. No hesitating now, young man! And don't worry about the mess. I think you look very sexy with all that cream and chocolate and apple pie goo on your face."

"Nogghmmmpph!" protested Jimmy.

"Shhhh," smiled the Doctor. "Just eat. You're almost done. My, you're turnin' into a real pig! What's Lupe gonna say when she sees you on Monday? Here...let me pull those shorts down under that big belly your getting. Give you a little more breathing room." This went on for another half hour, the Doctor opening the crackling wrappers, Jimmy just gasping for breath and eating what ever was jammed into his mouth.

All the while, the Doctor whispered to him, encouraging him to close his eyes, chew less, take bigger bites... Suddenly, Jimmy felt something hard, like plastic, pushed into his mouth, forced between his teeth.

"Hold still, Jimmy. I've got something special for you!" Jimmy's eyes popped open and he was shocked to see that the Doctor had put a large funnel into his mouth! Even now, the Doctor was making for the mouth of the funnel with a large jug of some chocolatey looking liquid. "It's my own brew, Jimmy! I took the best ingredients from all the finest things in the world go into this drink. Now I want you to take it all. Swallow it. Let's see what it does to you!"

"Yipe!" Jimmy gasped.

"Spit that tube out and I'll throw you outta my resort, pregnant boy! I'm warning you! Now drink!" Jimmy let the cool, smooth creaminess flow down his throat. It didn't taste bad! So rich...for a few minutes, the only sounds in the van were the glugging of the jug, and Jimmy's beer-chug trained swallows.

"This stuff is pure calories, and pure nourishment, Jimmy," grinned the Doctor. He smacked Jimmy's bloating gut lightly as he continued to pour, marveling at how it started to bulge. "We all need nourishment, young man, but do you know what happens when your body gets too nourished? Over-nourished? Super-nourished?" the Doctor was almost trembling with excitement.

"The baby starts to grow in your belly. He fattens. He grows larger faster. Too much nourishment and the baby- -and you - get very big, Jimmy. And that's what's happening to you right now! There's nothing I like better than a big, fat pregnant young man like you." the Doctor tossed the empty jug across the van, and Jimmy gasped and let out a huge, endless burp. Moaning, he slid his hands up either side of his gorged belly.

"Oh man, Doc!" he groaned. "What did you do to me?"

The Doctor moved his hand down to Jimmy's throbbing dick and squeezed it once. It shot a huge load of cum, forcing Jimmy into the greatest heights of ecstasy he'd experienced yet.

"What did I do to you?" he sloshed Jimmy's belly as if it were an overfilled water balloon. "Well, I just force fed you into your first pair of maternity jeans, kiddo!"

The Doctor held up a stylish pair of men's pants with a panel of elastic skillfully integrated into its front. He grinned as he stretched the fabric: "There's plenty of room to grow in here. Why don't you try them on... after I fuck you"

The Doctor proceeded to fuck Jimmy while steadily stroking his engorged belly. It was wonderful. Afterwards and with some difficulty, Jimmy eased his distended form into the jeans. As he zipped them up, the elastic expanded to accommodate his recently augmented bulge nicely. The Doctor patted him and smiled: "Perfect!"

As they stopped and picked up Jimmy's new maternity wardrobe on the drive into town, all Jimmy could think to himself was that Doctor Carmichael had thought enough to kiss him when they were done.

CHAPTER 10

Later that day, Jimmy and Lawrencio were stretched out on two chaise lounges when the others approached. "It's time for lunch," Jimmy heard Francine say, and as he looked up she started: Francine was dressed in a wide leather harness. It had two wide straps going over his shoulders close to the neck that met in front with a horizontal strap. This held her big pregnant tits up and out, and Jimmy saw the tits were connected by a chain and tit-rings. Below this strap were criss-cross straps over her huge belly that met at another horizontal strap at her waist, which was in turn connected to a vertical strap ending in a large cock-ring on her enormous, thumb sized clit.

"All right!" Lawrencio jumped up immediately, his huge tits swaying wildly. Jimmy got up, a little unsure of what was to come. Shawna waddled from the building in nothing but a smile, and the foursome headed down the beach to where they had eaten this morning. The table was changed. Jimmy saw that it was actually a concrete table that had been covered with a tablecloth and mat. Now, the chairs were gone, and the table was covered with a gym-type mat.

The sideboard, still with its linen covering, was still there, and was decked with food. Additionally, there were coolers in the sand. "Up you go," Francine instructed, "on your back." Jimmy didn't think to question what was happening. He got up on the table. Francine took one hand and shackled it to something on the table. Then the other hand. Jimmy's cock was sticking straight up through his shorts. Francine brought a glass with a straw and put the straw in Jimmy's mouth. "Finish it," she instructed. It tasted like Hawaiian punch, but a little bitter. Shawna took Jimmy's shorts and pulled them down and off. Then he shackled Jimmy's ankles to the table.

Jimmy had never felt so excited, and a little afraid, in his life as he did then on that table on the beach: naked, pregnant and shackled to a concrete slab. He looked up at the three sets of bulging tits hanging over him and his cock started to ooze pre-cum. Francine bent over, her face almost nose-to-nose with Jimmy. "You just drank a very mild hypnoactive herb. It will only last about three hours. Depending on how you react to it, I may or may not give you another when this wears off."

"You are in my complete control. You will communicate only with me. The others here will do as I say and will not respond to you directly. This session will last twenty-four hours. During this session we will prepare your body for your new life. You will be able to grow your belly like a woman, at least ten times what you are capable of now. We will stretch you from inside and out, and will stuff you as you have never been stuffed before."

"In so doing I will also take you to sexual places you have not yet imagined. When we are done you will be one of us. You will be a life-long pregnant-pig, a brood sow dedicated only to sex and pregnancy. You will be completely addicted to your own baby, and addicted to having more of them." "You have a few minutes before we must start. Do you have any questions?" Jimmy was now frightened, although his hard-on was if anything harder.

"Are you going to hurt me?" he asked.

"A good question. You and I," Francine looked deeply into Jimmy's eyes, "will explore and expand your limits together. You will tolerate what I give you, and after stretching a limit, you will ask for more. Now relax. Just look at Shawna's belly and concentrate on it." Shawna had approached the table from the other side, and stuck her immense stomach out over Jimmy's face. He watched the big round orb approach. It seemed to take forever to get close to him, but it also seemed to be getting bigger, bigger, bigger, until all Jimmy could see was an "outie" belly-button the size of a silver dollar in the middle of that enormous, "horizon-to-horizon" pregnant belly. As he watched the huge balloon quivering over him, Jimmy felt hands on his own soft stomach.

Many hands, all pulling and stretching him in all directions. They worked over his belly, his sides, his tits and his thighs. Pulling, harder and harder, Jimmy felt slight twinges of pain that sent a rush of warmth up his back. Someone was moaning... was it him? The belly disappeared into blackness. A blind was over his eyes he realized. Cotton stuffed in his ears. A hand at his mouth... he opened and something soft and creamy stuffed into it, more and more, more than he could hold... he heard Francine's voice dimly telling him to eat it, to eat every morsel, hurry up, eat all of it, there's a truckload of it yet to come... the hands still worked him over and he felt his body expand in response to them. More sweet creamy cake-like food. It kept coming... he could hardly take a breath... the hands... Then the visions started. He imagined he saw himself with the hands pulling at his belly, but wherever a hand stretched his body it stayed stretched.

The visions matched his feelings, that he was getting tremendously bigger. He felt he had to eat to fill up all that new space inside him, and he gulped down the food greedily as fast as it came. He could feel the rich food becoming his baby instantly - could feel his baby growing, could feel his own "body" becoming smaller and smaller in relation to the growing pregnant belly. Still the hands and still the food. He was blowing up, and his body felt like it was huge. Something was happening. He was on his side, feeling his big gut resting on the mat in front of him. Still the hands pulled and slapped him, each one registering the warm tingle of pain.

Something inserted in his ass. Francine's voice dimly, "Hold onto that." He clamped his cheeks together. Warmth and pressure followed... an enema. The warm liquid continued to come, more and more. Jimmy felt his gut being pushed out more and more from the food and the enema liquid, as the hands continued to pull it out from the outside. How big was it getting? He couldn't move his hands to feel. It seemed like it stuck out at least three feet in front of him on the table. And the weight of it! Jimmy had never felt such a weight in his life.

Heavy, heavy, heavy... a mass growing inside him adding ponderous weight. The warm liquid continued to come... he couldn't hold any more... Francine's voice in the distance, "Let it all go now." He evacuates the liquid, feeling wonderful. A towel wipes his ass. Something new entering him. Cool, hard, round, big. Entering him, it keeps coming. Still keeps coming. Ahh... it presses against his prostate and pauses... then continues! Jimmy feels this thing work its way deeply into his bowels. Still keeps coming, more and more... he feels it fill his intestine.

Pressure! More and more. Gas? No, the thing inside him is getting bigger. All over, bigger and bigger. He cramps with gas pain, and hears Francine say, "breathe deeply and rapidly." He starts panting, and the gas pain lessens. Still, the pressure increases, and Jimmy pushes his belly out to the point of pain to accommodate it. He feels enormous. Visions of him as a balloon, a human inflated balloon completely and totally pregnant. The hands are now working on his tits. Milking them, pulling them, each pull sending a slight wash of pain through him. Now more food! He is in extreme discomfort but finds he wants to be pregnant more than ever before. He hears himself moan for more. His belly is painfully distended, his tits giving him painful messages as they are stretched, and he writhes until a wave of nausea sweeps over him.

The pressure in his bowels suddenly disappears. The thing inside him has deflated to its original size. He can feel it being pulled out. His gut relaxes. A warm nipple at his mouth. He sucks it on it, wanting to fill up that space in his gut. More and more milk. He never imagined a human being could produce such a quantity. He hears himself moan in frustration because he cannot get enough in when his gut was so heavily distended from what was inside him.

He is on his back. He feels his belly sticking out, up, sticking up higher than the rest of him. He tries to push it out farther, but it is out as far as it can go. The milk has stopped. The hands are working on his thighs now. Deep-massaging his thigh muscles, and pulling, stretching and kneading the pregnant flesh above them. He is feeling his belly loosen up dramatically, and every hand movement sends ripples up through his gut and sides. He feels like a beached, sensuous whale. He doesn't know how long it continues. More hands join in, working his torso all over in deep- muscle massage. The feeling of these hands working his pregnant body is exhilarating.

He hears Francine's faint voice, "Jimmy. This is Francine. I'm going to unplug your ears." The sound of the water and the hands working over him rushes in. "Now I'm going to remove your eye-cover." The blind is lifted and he opens his eyes carefully to find... Evening! He looks around and sees Francine and Lawrencio standing over him, Lawrencio still massaging. Francine looks at him intently. "How are you?" she asks quietly. Lawrencio stops and stands back. "Whew. All right," he replies. "That was wild." "No. It was not. All we did was prepare your body a little for what is to come later on. I'll show you." She lifted Jimmy's head with her hand and said, "Look."

Jimmy was stunned. He looked down over his torso and didn't recognize himself. He saw two small pink tits and a large belly sticking up. His skin was warm and pink all over, and hairless! Francine rubbed his pregnant belly with one hand and Jimmy was amazed to see and feel his new, enlarged self. It was actually frightening. He never imagined that this dramatic a change in his body could happen. He looked, and felt bloated and obese. Jimmy felt like leaving NOW. This was too much. He started to panic.

"Listen to me." It was Francine. "You only think you want to leave. Watch. She took Jimmy's belly pregnant in both hands and started to massage it, as Lawrencio took his cock in his mouth. Jimmy came instantly and explosively. They kept it up. He came again, a full orgasm that had him writhing on the table and screaming out. They kept it up. He came a third time, this one very prolonged, with wave after wave of pleasure coursing throughout his pregnant body. They stopped. Jimmy was exhausted, and lay there panting.

Francine addressed him, "You can keep that up you know. You're at five months now. You are so turned-on by what we have done to you over the past weeks that you can cum fifteen, twenty times without a break. And you will tonight. You will cum more times than you can keep track of. By tomorrow morning you will be a pregnant sex machine. You are going to become huge. With every pound, every inch you will be more turned-on, and with every pound you will desire the next pound even more. Tonight you will experience why you want it."

"Now I am going to let you up. Lawrencio will take you to the bathroom, and you will come back here and nap. When you have rested a half hour, we will begin. You seemed to do well during your treatments. Did you have any problems?" Lawrencio shook his head, eyeing her now tremendously distended belly. She had grown in the intervening time too: her bulge now fought against the harness.

"Good. I didn't think so. Tonight I will continue. OK, Lawrencio." With that he disappeared. Jimmy felt Lawrencio un-do his ankles and wrists, and he sat up. God! He looked down as he felt his belly resting on his thighs. He was huge! He felt his big pregnant bulge with both hands, and almost came again - it felt so warm and smooth and firm. In fact, it protruded to the point where it touched his still-hard cock. He slipped off the table, and standing up was aware of the feeling of his belly sticking out in front of him.

Lawrencio was watching him and smiling. "Now that it's real how do you like it?" he asked. "Well, it's something." Jimmy felt giddy and nervous and very excited as they started walking toward the deck. With every step Jimmy felt his belly swinging from side to side and his tits jiggling. He put a little bounce in his step and reveled in the feeling of the pregnant bulge riding up and down, up and down. Up on the deck Jimmy went to the bathroom accessible from the outside while Lawrencio waited for him. Even sitting on the john he couldn't keep from playing with his swollen expanded gut.

Back outside, it just about dark. Lawrencio approached him, "OK, you need a nap, because we're all gonna be up all night. You'll like it - we all gonna get into each other tonight, but especially you. So, go to your room, close it up and close the door. Sleep. Once you lay down you will find you are very tired. We're gonna get ready for you - it'll probably take about an hour and a half. Then Francine will come get you. Don't say anything when she wakes you - just do as she says. OK, go. I'll see you later." Lawrencio smiled and watched Jimmy head off to his room.

In his own room Jimmy looked at himself in the full-length mirror, and still couldn't believe how he looked. This was no longer the same person he was a couple of months ago. Standing there in the mirror was a pregnant man, soft all over, with belly and tits sticking out, a growing baby steadily pushing out his waistline. He couldn't resist, but jerked himself off again while looking at himself. He pounded his cock hard, and came almost immediately. "Jesus," he thought, "this is incredible." He lay down on his side on the bed, and stayed hard and excited by the sight and feeling of his belly sticking 'way out there on the bed. He masturbated again while gripping his belly hard with one hand, and came again with a prolonged agony/ecstasy sort of orgasm that left him completely spent. He fell asleep immediately.

CHAPTER 16

At 42 weeks, Jimmy's outrageously distended belly stuck out well over half way to his knees as he sat pool-side in a lounge chair gasping for air. He fanned himself furiously, trying to dissipate some of the heat that had built up inside his vast bulk. Tiny rivers of sweat ran down the sides of his enormous tanned abdomen.

"Is that a beach ball in your lap or are you just carrying my baby?" quipped the Doctor as he entered. Jimmy shot him a look.

"I want my operation - I want to have this baby NOW, DAMMIT!" he demanded as the Doctor approached.

"No wonder you're upset: you're hot. Why don't we get into the pool and cool off?" said the Doctor soothingly.

The Doctor's massive organ was starting to swell underneath his shorts. Jimmy could see its glistening head poking out the bottom of the leg as the Doctor leaned nearer. The thought of it invading his stuffed insides yet again repulsed him.

"NO! I don't want to!" he shouted.

"Well, if you're being coy now, why don't you go put on some clothes?

"Because nothing fits anymore! Not T-shirts, not beachcombers, not anything!" Jimmy protested, "I'm too huge."

"Now that's not true, Jimmy: I saw you wearing that big tent of a shirt I brought you from Mazatlan on Thursday."

"That was last week: this is now! I get bigger every day: I was popping buttons off it by the weekend."

"Really?"

"Sure, thanks to all the food that Mexican witch of yours is stuffing into me! I feel like a fattened pig!"

"I've got news for you: You look like one too, kiddo," the Doctor retorted with a smile, "By the way, Lupe's from Guatemala and for your information, she's a trained obstetrical nurse."

"This baby's been mature for weeks now, dammit! It'll be ready for preschool by the time YOU get around to operating. And I'll be a-a-a brontosaurus!!" Jimmy pouted.

"All in good time, Jimmy. Meanwhile, I've got something that'll lift your spirits," the Doctor said as he sat down near Jimmy and pulled down his shorts, exposing his tremendous member. He began stroking it while massaging his heavy balls.

"I've done some more work on it. It's even thicker now - in all the right places."

Even in his present condition, Jimmy couldn't help but perk up at the sight of such a beautiful creation. His excitement was quickly tempered by a kick inside his gigantic belly though.

"Stand up," the Doctor ordered brusquely.

"Not now," Jimmy protested, "I just got comfortable"

"Do as I say!" the Doctor snapped.

Awkwardly, Jimmy maneuvered his incredible belly upright, then struggled to lift it to a standing position. Trying to get up with all that baby inside him, he looked like a fat bug stuck on its back. The Doctor relished the sight silently.

Jimmy finally got vertical, bracing his arms on his hips as the ponderous weight of his gargantuan stomach pulled his back into an arch.

"Good! Now bend over!" the Doctor smiled, pumping his stiffening member with both hands.

"I caaaan't" Jimmy wailed, scratching his now drum-tight belly skin.

The Doctor surveyed Jimmy's severely distorted form, watching ripples of baby movement spread through the huge protruding abdomen and concluded that he wasn't entirely faking: "O.K. Lean over then," he said. "Spread your legs. You can brace yourself on the edge of the table there."

"But you already did me this morning!!!" Jimmy countered, gasping and wincing as the baby's wriggling bumped and squeezed his crowded, overworked organs. "The baby still hasn't settled down yet."

"That was just a superficial pleasure fuck. I'm going to give you a real internal exam now: that means I'm going in deep. Stop making such a fuss!", the Doctor explained as he eased Jimmy's hands onto the table. He steadied Jimmy until his weighty abdomen settled into its new position, hanging like an giant, over-ripe fruit from the rest of his body.

The Doctor slapped Jimmy's pump ass, enjoying the jiggle. "Make room, young man, I'm coming in," he said as began to feed his now fully erect cock into Jimmy's puckered ass. Jimmy grunted as the Doctor slowly worked his bloated tuber in deeper and deeper, overcoming the increasing resistance.

"Breath, Jimmy. Breath!! Like I showed you!" the Doctor admonished as he began pumping.

"My my, you're getting tight in here, young man," said the Doctor between thrusts as Jimmy puffed and hissed. "Maybe you ARE getting close to full."

Jimmy groaned and clutched the edge of the examination table as the Doctor's huge cock slithered ever deeper into him. His own cock stood rigidly upright, rubbing against the bottom of his pendulous baby belly.

"OK, now take a deep breath," the Doctor counseled, "I'm going to give you the last few inches."

Jimmy took as deep a breath as his crowded insides would allow and held it until he finally felt the Doctor's meaty balls slap against him. As soon as he was in all the way, the Doctor began massaging those bloated nuts. Jimmy could feel his hands at work on them as he pumped but thought nothing of it.

After what seemed like an eternity of rhythmic thrusting, the Doctor collapsed onto Jimmy's glistening back with a gasp of ecstasy. Jimmy could feel the Doctor emptying his bulging augmented nuts into his bowels, the huge load gushing in deep like a tidal wave. The Doctor's hand reached around to hug Jimmy's huge, firm, hanging gut as he pumped spurt after spurt of potent fluid into his ass.

"Oh God, that was good." the Doctor grinned after a time, "I think we should get you pregnant like this more often, Jimmy."

Jimmy was still catching his breath as the Doctor's softening cock slithered out of him. After struggling back upright and re-establishing his balance, he boldly laid down an ultimatum:

"I'm not having any more sex with you til I have this baby, you sonofabitch!" he scowled.

"Quite right!" the Doctor retorted smugly, still relishing the afterglow. "What's fair is fair."

"And don't think you can cajole me into it!!!" Jimmy added resolutely as the movements inside him increased.

"Certainly!" the Doctor added, "Wouldn't think of it."

Jimmy winced as cramps radiated through his belly. He noticed the Doctor watching him with satisfaction. A little too much satisfaction. Jimmy turned and began waddling beck toward his lounge chair. As he did, he farted: once, then several times repeatedly.

"That damn Mexican - eh, Guatemalan witch," Jimmy thought, "having her gassy food inflating my intestines isn't helping when there's so little room left inside there."

No sooner had he finished the thought when a fresh wave of cramps and farts hit, rippling his flabby ass. "Of course, "Jimmy added to himself, "The Doctor pumping me up all the time doesn't help either."

The next set of cramps were more powerful and followed by a large gush of warm fluid. Jimmy, craned his neck futilely trying to see past his tremendous belly to the source. It felt smooth and sticky as it splashed down his thighs

"Ow!! What have you done to me, you bastard!?!?" Jimmy demanded. The Doctor only smiled serenely.

Jimmy clutched his belly as another wave of cramps hit. He could feel his muscles tightening. "OOOOOhhhhh" he moaned, looking at the Doctor.

He smiled again. "I'd say you're ready, young man. Your labor's starting!"

"Hurry, let's get going: this hurts!" Jimmy added quickly.

CHAPTER 17

Soon they were in the Doctor's van. Jimmy was securely strapped into a captain's chair in back, his belly filling it from arm to arm. Between twinges, he looked outside and noticed that they were driving away from town.

"Hey," he yelled to the Doctor, "This isn't the way to the hospital!"

"We're not going to the hospital, Jimmy: we're going to my clinic," the Doctor stated flatly.

"I didn't know you had an operating room at the clinic," Jimmy said naively.

"I don't," the Doctor replied, "But we aren't going to need one."

"Why not?" Jimmy wondered aloud, still clueless.

"Because you're going to give birth naturally, Jimmy, " the Doctor said matter of factly as he drove, "An operation in the hospital would bring down a storm of publicity that we certainly don't want. Do we, Jimmy?"

With that sentence, Jimmy's entire reasoning for the last half year was completely derailed. He looked dumbly at his huge abdomen bulging to the brim with baby and stammered, "Bbbbbut how will the baby get - "

"The same way it went in, Jimmy. Through your ass," the Doctor replied, "I've done years of study on the concept of anal birth which have convinced me that it can and will work. Earlier, I gave you my two ball load full of hormones necessary to induce the rhythmic, peristaltic contractions necessary to move a baby down out of your rectal fold pseudo uterus, into your rectum itself and then out through your anus."

"It's not important that you understand the exact medical and anatomical terms, Jimmy. I just want you to think of it as pooping out a baby." the Doctor added, leaving a stunned Jimmy to wonder what that was going to be like and how much his poor ass would have to stretch to allow the now plump, healthy, and LARGE full-term baby to pass through it!

As soon as they arrived, Jimmy was hustled in the back door of the clinic and hooked up to a fetal monitor. The receiving nurse was totally awestruck by the size of his huge pregnant man-belly. She became so hot and bothered by this strange sight that she had difficulty keeping her eyes and hands off it long enough to do her other duties. Finally she and the Doctor left, no doubt headed straight for the linen closet. After a time, Lupe came in and told Jimmy it would be awhile because they had other women in labor, and men were considered low priority when they were busy! Jimmy nibbled on some eggs and fruit, but wasn't really hungry. He remember the Doctor saying it was O.K. to eat light bites of food when in early labor.

During this whole time, Jimmy was able to go to the bathroom by wheeling the fetal monitor cart beside him. Jimmy couldn't walk around freely, though, because of the monitor itself. If Jimmy wanted to, he could stand by the bed or go sit in a rocking chair that was in the room, but he didn't really want to.

Soon, the pace of his labor picked up and his cries summoned Lupe, who called the Doctor. Most of his labor pains were in his upper thighs. Lupe stood on one side and the Doctor was on the other. Each contraction was about 3 min apart: Lupe had to rub his thighs really hard. Jimmy was doing pretty well by this point, but he did ask them how much longer the pain would last. Then Jimmy got up to go to the bathroom and the mother of all contractions hit him. He screamed for his pain killers *NOW* and there seemed no talking him out of it.

Lupe couldn't help but be excited by the sight of this hugely pregnant gringo lying on the table like a beached whale, moaning and carrying on like a bitch. She left and came back saying that she had to get his IV ready and 2 bags of fluid into him, before anything could be given. Lupe decided to check him right before she started the IV. She checked and held up 7 fingers for the Doctor to see: She didn't want to scare Jimmy with the numbers quite yet.

Sensing something was going on, Jimmy pushed them for the answer and was happy when he heard the news that he was opening up inside. At the Doctor's insistence, he decided to take the contraction one at a time, not getting the pain killers. Jimmy had a hard time with the leg/lower belly contractions. Lupe had a difficult time getting the baby's head past the tight inner sphincter Jimmy had. They tried to turn him to the side when the urge to push hit. Jimmy was really having a time blowing through the contractions. They decided that letting him push might help the sphincter slide back behind the head. Jimmy did a few good pushes but that didn't seem to help.

Lupe suggested that they put him on hands and knees to take the head's pressure off the sphincter and see if that helped. It was a few minutes before they had full dilation and Jimmy was able to really start pushing (he did a few pushes on hands and knees but only at the top of his contractions). Lupe raised the stirrups to help Jimmy brace against to push and so his legs weren't up in the air. Lupe and Doctor kept at the leg pressure and were helping him curl up to push.

Lupe started out by saying things like "Aiiieee! That's the way, Jeeemie. Stretch that white ass!!!" and "Sheeet that baby out, hoannie!!!" when his pushes were good. Jimmy liked pushing to that, but he wouldn't keep at it. Lupe and the Doctor counted at him in stereo and screamed to breathe when he got purple. Amid all the straining, it was very emotional for Jimmy to see the spot of head growing larger in the observation mirror with each push. The baby's heart rate fell with each push, this had Lupe worried enough to consider oxygen. Due to the position they decided to wait and help him push better.

Once Jimmy got to the crowning stage with the top of the baby's head clearly visible inside his steadily dilating ass hole, they washed him down and draped the heck out of him (one on his belly, a cut out one over the delivery site to conceal his rigid cock, and two full leg drapes). The Doctor gave him some instructions in a rude tone and gave him a numbing shot in his ass hole, just in case. Lupe thought for sure the Doctor was going to cut him: The entire anal area was stretched tight and shiny over the baby's head like a turtle neck sweater being forced over a beach ball. Jimmy's screams became frequent and more high-pitched as his anus strained and expanded.

As the actual delivery grew near, the Doctor got the video camera out and filmed the last 5-10 minutes for the adoptive parents, carefully choosing angles which concealed the fact that it was an anal birth. He also left the sound off so that Jimmy's masculine grunts and groans wouldn't spoil the illusion (Lupe re-recorded them later, her own birth experience still fresh in her memory). Soon, the head popped out of Jimmy's tremendously distended ass and the body followed a short while later. The 9 lbs 0.5 oz, 23 1/2 inch long baby was a little floppy and had to be rubbed a bit to hear him cry.

CHAPTER 18

"Thank GOD that's over" said Jimmy weakly as the placenta slipped from his strained hole into Lupe's waiting hands. "Oh hoannie, you cum beeg!" Lupe exclaimed as she pulled off the drapes: the ones near his cock were sticky with cum. Jimmy had blown a huge load just as the baby was born.

The Doctor patted Jimmy's still plump and protruding abdomen knowingly and added: "Well, close anyway: it's not QUITE over yet, young man"

"What do you mean?!?" cried Jimmy mournfully.

"I mean you're having twins, kiddo," the Doctor added with a grin, "Didn't see the need to tell you earlier, but that's why you were such a hippo by the end! You didn't seriously think that a single baby could give you that endless waistline, did you?"

Jimmy trembled and gasped for breath as a gush of fluid drained anew from his ravaged ass. The Doctor winked at Lupe. " Call me when he's close," he said flatly and left. The early contractions were so light, Jimmy hardly felt a thing. Even his later contractions were still very manageable: Jimmy was watching TV and talking through them all.

Lupe did an internal exam. Soon, things really picked up: Then on, Jimmy started to withdraw into himself to deal with the increasingly strong contractions. Jimmy quickly went into hard labor. At that point, he really started to hurt BAD and could no longer just "relax" his way through the contractions. He also had a touch of back labor, and had a rolled up towel propped up against his lower back. Jimmy asked Lupe to make the bed into a chair. She raised the back and removed the lower mattress part so his feet could dangle (Jimmy didn't want his knees up high). Jimmy was in agony during contractions---Lupe got a cool washcloth and held it against his forehead.

Jimmy then felt like he had to push, and Lupe checked him (again, AGONY during a contraction---Jimmy just wanted to die) and said he was almost there, and she called the Doctor, who had been relaxing on the patio. He was there in a flash, examined Jimmy and told him how he wanted to get ready to start pushing. He didn't want Jimmy sitting up so high, but to be semi-lying on his back. Jimmy asked why, shouldn't they work with gravity, and he said it would be better for the second baby. He got the "birth cart" ready in case of trouble, and Jimmy couldn't believe he was actually going to give birth again so soon!

He was scared: he didn't know why, but he'd never felt that way before: this time, the sensation was more intense. Jimmy was feeling frightened of the overwhelming power of the contractions and that he wouldn't be able to handle it.

Jimmy started to get very short of breath and felt himself getting faint, and Lupe got out the oxygen mask. Lupe held it over his face (Jimmy didn't want the rubber band thing around his head) and still pressed the cold washcloth on his forehead with each contraction. The Doctor told his to bear down, put his chin on his chest, hold his knees apart and PUSH. What did he do? Jimmy arched his back, pulled on his knees and pushed. "No, no, Jimmy! Hold your knees apart to help open up your ass, put your chin on your chest!"

Jimmy just couldn't do it. He felt as if his ass was being stretched around a beer keg. He had no give left. Each contraction took away all his remaining strength. Jimmy pushed the best he knew how, but their instructions all fell apart--Jimmy tried to pull his knees back, but his body wouldn't cooperate---he felt so weak. After four pushes like this, Jimmy desperately told the Doctor he really needed some help. During the last push, the Doctor said, Jimmy almost had the baby's head out-- maybe he could hold the baby's head from slipping back after each contraction, IF Jimmy could get it out farther. He stressed he would NOT pull the baby out, Jimmy still had to push, but he would keep the head from slipping back up (as it does) between contractions. Desperate for relief, Jimmy said he'd give it a try.

The next contraction, Jimmy pushed like he thought the veins were going to explode in his head and the baby's head came poking out of his ass. Now that the sterile drapes had been removed, Lupe had a clear view of an amazing sight: a red-faced, straining white boy gasping for breath with the head of an wide-eyed infant protruding from his wildly stretched asshole and his swollen cock standing rigidly at attention just above it! What a treat! It was times like this that she wouldn't have traded her job with the Doctor for all the money in the world. Lupe later remarked that the baby was looking around like "What's the fuss about, folks?" She didn't cry, she just looked around the room!

The next push, out she came: 9 lbs, 13 oz., apgars of 8 and 9. Once again, Jimmy came in buckets just as the she was born, spurting hot cum as high as his swollen tits. She was put immediately on his deflated stomach, and Jimmy had the shakes so bad he thought she'd slip off! Lupe cut the cord and set her free. Jimmy wanted to try to nurse her, but still felt a little too wobbly, weak and shaky, so he asked Lupe if he'd like to hold her.

The Doctor gently massaged his belly to help the second placenta out, and it came out with the next contraction: painful, but certainly nothing compared to giving birth to the baby. Jimmy asked Lupe to show it to him, and she did. Lupe also measured the baby's head: it was 14 1/2 " in circumference, which explains why he had such pain. She had a huge head, and he had tight anal tissue that just couldn't stretch quickly anymore.

His bladder was nearly bursting, and Lupe helped Jimmy to the bathroom. Jimmy sat on the toilet for what seemed like hours before he could pee. Jimmy felt like he was going to flood the toilet---he overfilled the little basin put there to measure how much he voided. Jimmy peed and peed for what seemed like minutes. Jimmy washed his hands, was helped back to bed (he still had the shakes--they wheeled Jimmy back to bed in a wheelchair) and then he asked to again to nurse the baby.

The Doctor explained that his tits were really too small to be functional, in keeping his male pregnancy and since the kids were going to be adopted: "But since you're so eager, I'll set you up with a nice rack of udders next time!" the Doctor quipped.

EPILOGUE

As per prior arrangement, the Doctor sent the babies to an infertile couple, naturally without revealing the unusual nature of their gestation and birth. Being young, supple and resilient, Jimmy recovered from the physical and emotional strains of birth very quickly, though it did take a while to shake the feeling that someone had run a freight train through his ass. The pregnancy had left its mark on him, though: his formerly tight swimmer's physique had loosened up into various droops and jiggles. Fortunately for Jimmy, though the experience had shrunk his balls somewhat, the hormonal surges had had quite the opposite effect on his cock which now hung like a fat sausage inside his baggy clothes. Jimmy also now sported a classic "mamma's ass" which jiggled seductively when swung his flabby child-bearing hips as he walked.

Naturally, there was a period of adjustment where Jimmy complained bitterly about his new body, particularly about his stretched out stomach.

"Those two kids ruined my abs! I feel like a deflated balloon!" Jimmy wailed repeatedly, "Why don't you do something!?!"

First, the Doctor explained that a combination of diet and exercise would be best to restore muscle tone. But Jimmy was far too busy lounging around on the beach drinking beer to pursue this.

"There are medical procedures," he retorted brusquely when the Doctor pointed this out, "You're the doctor: If you want my stomach to be rippling again, go to it. I'm not holding you back"

At that moment the Doctor, ever sensitive to the needs and wants of his patients decided he would use his medical knowledge to firm up Jimmy's sagging belly - with more babies.

Same here man! I love this story it's the best :)

bigbellyboy wrote:

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This was the story that got me into mpreg. Thanks for reposting it

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nice story xxx