Posted with permission from the original author; Closetmpregfan
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I watch him from above as he views my body. I have to laugh as he cries over the useless form I had borrowed in order to get close enough to manipulate his body and mind. That gorgeous tan and six pack abs will never be the same once I’m through with him. Oh. Now he’s blubbering. I laugh harder. He doesn’t realize that while he is mourning my new body grows within him. Maybe tonight I should visit him in his dreams and let him know….Nah. I think I will have my fun until I am bound inside him. What better way to establish the communication we seemed to have lacked while I wait for my body to become livable than to haunt him? It will be so easy to establish a link to his mind and his body while I’m incorporeal. Now he is moving away from the ornate casket and the corpse in the silk sheets. He was the only one to pay respects at my wake. Of course I expected nothing less of my vita tribuo. After all he traded his mortality for my gift to him. Now he will respect my final wishes. I will make sure he doesn’t lay with another man for five weeks. Can’t afford some inferior genetics interfere with my superior ones now can I. By then I should have a body suitable for me. Now he’s in the car and driving back to the city. Back to our apartment. Time for me to forget this little journal for a while so I might begin the haunt. I shall inform you of my mischief afterwards for all you demons who wish to enter the human plane.
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That fool. He’s tried suicide twice this last night. Both times he claimed he could not live without me. It would have been funny if my new body wasn’t on the line. I have succeeded in preventing both tragedies by possessing his body but at a price. It seems my new body grows rapidly when I am inside his skin. Something for me to remember when I merge with myself. Now I have little more than a week of freedom. Not to worry though. Humans are so easy to manipulate. Especially in their times of grief. I have gained access to his memories thanks to the possessions. I play them often as I lay beside him on the bed. I play the good and the bad. I love watching him squirm as he remembers our nights of passion and the last night we had. I also play with his mind on the physical realm. I have hidden his keys and remote. I’ve cut the power at inopportune times and even interrupted his telephone calls. Do not get me wrong, my fellows. There is more to this than fun and torture. I have had to reassert my claim on him more than once and remind him who he belongs to. He has thought of other men and that he would be able to move on. His mother is encouraging this thought process as is his sister, ex, and his surfing friends. I’ll have to take care of the meddlers tomorrow. Let him wallow in his sorrow a while longer. I have checked the progress of my body. If I am right I shall have to use more magic to fix their deformities in a few days. I prefer my hooves and tails rather than those ridiculous flippers they walk on. He has just thrown the unplugged landline phone I’ve used to call him out the window, the ringing getting to him at last. Now I must move to that infernal device he is always typing on. I know just the thing to tell him. Just a few minutes and my message is sent. Now I wait. He’s getting up now. Maybe I’ll give him a hint and open the fridge. He has to eat sometime and I do not feel like possessing him for something as lowly as that. He’s stopped. Ah. He’s received my message and his face, oh his face. It is so beautiful when he is angry. I see him responding. I smile as the cell phone he could not bring himself to throw away vibrates on the table. See him pale. Watch him shake. I laugh. A wave of my hand and the lights flicker and go out as the fridge opens on its own. The only light is from there and he scurries like the insect he is toward it, fearing the darkness. Now for my fun to really begin. This is the last hurrah. Let us see how he reacts to me. Until next time.
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He is still shaken by my sudden appearence as I truely am. Though it could still be the shock that he was carrying our "son." So many questions. It all boiled down to me saying that I wasn't human. It wasn't a child created from the two of us. It was all me. Me and me alone that now grew behind his abs. He seemed relieved though. His emotions. I do not understand them. He confuses me. Azural shall get a kick out of this one. Using a particularly nasty trick I have managed to put his sister in the psych ward. She is now one with the abyss. Enjoy your new meal, my friend. His mother is harder. She has blessed objects everywhere. She better watch what she eats though. I hear that shell fish is a very tasty dish. Too bad her body doesn't agree. She won't be calling him any time soon. That ex of his....I've had to enlist the help of four others with the promise to allow them passage through him when I am done. Like he has a choice. A ravine, slick conditions, a child suddenly appearing in front of his car. Let's see how he enjoys prison. I'm sure he'll find someone to "love" in there. Hahahaaha.
Well. Here I am. Stuck inside this warm dark environment. It reminds me of the little lavacave except there are noises that can't be mimicked. Though I wouldn't mind trying. Betcha wondering what I did to join with my body. Well this close to my body being habitable, I was losing my intangibility. I waited for him to get ready for bed. He's been rubbing his abs for a while. I still don't understand. I was hoping for dispair at the loss of his toned abs, his family, and friends. He has been absorbed with his now flabby abs as he runs his hands over it again. He could feel the movements of the body or so he claims. He likes to talk aloud now. He makes me laugh thinking I was completely inside him. I digress. He was in the shower, his body relaxing in the hot water. He was still touching his stomach when I came behind him. He was too tight for what I needed to do. I filed through his mind finding the memory I needed. Soon he was moaning in pleasure and pain. I swirled around him nothing more than smoke. I laughed as he looked at me. He muttered my name before I forced my form into him. I went slow forcing as much as I could into him at once. He tears ever so slightly before my magic makes him more elastic and heals him. I sat there for a good five minutes all of me inside him before I pressed on. He was doubled over by this time, pain over-riding his pleasure until I hit his prostate. I think he fully understood who he was carrying as I forced myself further into him. He was crying and screaming my name. Excellent. I saw what my magic had created. The plug still in place at the base of the cervix. I had to push through it without disturbing it and losing precious safety. This is the tricky part my brothers. This is where all the reserves you gathered from his pain and suffering comes in handy. Using what tangibility I was still able to do I slid through. I almost got through it without moving it. Almost. I found the body looking more very developed. It still had a bit to do. My tails weren't as long nor all visible. My hooves were looking more pliable than solid. The mouth opened and I fell in. Now I'm waiting patiently. My first hypothesis was correct. My body would grow faster now that I was closer. He's thrilled and talks to himself even more murmuring lullabies to me. He is so stupid. He's even tried asking me if I really was who I claimed to be. Would I lie? I'm hungry now. Let's see if I can get a decent meal down here. I feel like dog and canary. Until next time.
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What is he doing now? Here I was all ready for some sleep and he's smacking my walls. I kick him hard. I hear his gasp of pain as my hoof makes contact against the top wall. That will teach him to wake me.
Nicodemus? I groan and roll over. That hurt. The next one will be to your lungs. Stop smacking me. Sorry.
Great now he's going to cry. So much for sleep. I shift using my arms and my fourth tail to push off the bottom enough to shift into a better position. There's his hand again. Always covering every movement I make or trying to encourage movement. Since he woke me up he has to suffer my rules now.
On your knees. What? On your knees. Why?
He cusses as I kick his rib and he tries to get me out from under the cage. I shift lower in his body as he sits up. Good. My fifth tail is closer to the cervix. I wait until he stops moving before I start. My thickest tail slowly circles around the plug head I forced further into him when I entered. He shivers.
Nicodemus... Hush. Don't... Carl. You know you want it. I can see your muscles react. Would you prefer my other spell as well? Nngh.
I hear no more complaints. Only the muffled moans of pleasure as my tail circles his cervix. I add gentle pressure against it as my other tails begin their massage around the confined space. They seek his second pleasure spot which has moved further from my fist as I've grown. His body is tensing and I stop everything. I don't move except for when his breath and intestines make me. He's shifting to his hands giving me more room to move.
Nico? Why'd you stop? .... Nico? Ah-ah-ahhhh
I start again just as his muscles start to relax. I continue this game for nearly an hour bringing him close to his release only to pull away or stop all movement. His release comes but not at my choosing. My walls have pressed against me forcing my head against the plug. I hear his pleasure as his muscles tense slowly loosen. My walls have yet to resume their roomier shape. His pleasurable moan turns to one of pain. After 245 heartbeats they return to their normal shape. Interesting. I must look into this phenomenon.
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Nico?
I groan and turn over. I haven't slept much. That strange tighting has been happening every time I try. I kick him and hear the satisfying gasp as I hit his rib. I feel him pushing against the membrane that separates us as he tries to move me away from it. It works for now but I have no more room. My tails are pressed to the back of the uterus. I can feel his intestines. My head is resting against the cervix and bladder as my legs nearly curl closer to me. I'm not done yet. Not by a long shot.
Nico? Let me go to a doctor. Please.
Oh yeah. Now I remember why I'm up.
No. But I feel like a blimp. I look like one. There's his shadows of his hands. I wish I never established that telepathic link with him. Let this be a lesson to you, my bretheren. Never establish a link with a mortal. It's bad enough they try to force you to move to entertain themselves. All he ever does not is complain.
Why not? You're a guy.
Now he's crying again. Great. I kick gently trying to reassure him.
You're ashamed of me. I'm a freak. A freak.
Oh joy. I push my arms on either side of his uterus walls. I channel energy through it making it more elastic. I pushed making more room with my tails. Soon he was moaning in pain. Good. Pain and sorrow. Two good things for a quick magic replenish. I start to grow again. There's his hands. His body tries to reject me but it soon gives way and becomes looser as I surpass the human toddler growth. His pain. So much pain. I'm now the size of a prepubescent child.
N-Nicodemus...stop. I..I'm sorry. I-I won't go to a doctor. J-Just stop. I can't. Not yet. Just relax. But it...it...
Finally he's out. Good for him bad for me. I'm only the size of a teen now. And I'm running out of room. Remember your aceleration spells. You will need it and the de-aging spell. It will make it easier on your Vitra Tribuo. Oh. And make sure he is on a bed or chair before using the first one. Now I'm tired. My joints hurt from all the growth. He's going to be hungry when he wakes up...Now I wish I remember that weight spell. Anyone care to remind me? Anyone?
Oh joy. He's awake again. He's trying to shift as my head is still pressing against his bladder. I'm stuck at the age of 15 and I'm tired. I need food but he can't move without fear of tearing this little room. I don't want him dead. He needs to live to bring forth several of my brothers and afterward my own children.
Ni-Nico?
There's his hands again. They can't even reach low enough to cup my head anymore. I shift slightly, my fourth tail has been pressing against the plug for a while and I can't get away from it. It's so cramped. He taps his hand against one of my knees and I move it. I hear his sharp intake of breath. Everymovement brings him pain now but he worries if I stop moving for too long.
Carl. I'm hungry. S-so am ay-arugh. I have to move. My joints hurt staying like this and my one tail is asleep. Nico...do...do you...do you love me?
I stop my shifting, my head now on one of his hips as my fifth tail freezes in midmotion. What a question but I can feel his fear. His anticipation. Then that emotion. I do not understand that emotion. It confuses me. It's warm. Almost sufficatingly warm.
Of course.
He sighs but moans in pain as my magic restarts. His body is protesting again. He is on his side as his hands hold onto that useless membrane. Nearly done then I can revert. He is crying as my hooves graze along his ribs. My tails are pushing against him trying to stretch for more room I didn't have. His hand rubs against them as I turn, trying to bend my body to make it less painful for him. My head is still down but me legs are stretched back with my hooves close to my head. My stomach, hips, and chest are pressed against the outer wall. It doesn't help that the sound of his moans arouse me and his hand is right over my hardening appendage. Finally. I can now revert. My choice age achieved I must now use the de-aging spell so I can be born without causing him more pain. I begin the slow process. His whimpers of pain are like a soothing lullabye. His hand is still on my arousal. I open my mouth and try groan in pleasure as his hand begins to rub against it making it harder. My hips start to thrust forward against the membrane. He's trying to move me away but it's only making me hornier. I know what I will do once I get out of here. As soon as my afterbirth is out we are going to fuck. He owes me that much after what I put up with in here. My release joins the rest of the fluids in this cell making it cloudy and white. It tastes salty and bitter against my tongue as I inhale it. I think it added too much pressure. I can't feel the plug against my tail. I think it's gone which means I have to be careful now with my movements. This membrain is the only thing keeping me in now.
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I awoke to him moving around, my head and tails lower in him than before as gravity tried to adjust me for the final day. I haven't moved much during the whole de-ageing process and he has been worried. Constantly I've been pushed against and prodded. He's lucky that last time didn't make the membrane rupture and bring my immenent rebirth closer. I'm now nearing the goal age. I'm the size of a toddler.
Nicodemus?
I frown slightly as his hand moves to rub a spot slightly away from my head.
What? Are you all right? Of course, Carl. Why wouldn't I be? Have you been trying to poison yourself again? I told you it wouldn't work. No. Of course not. You've been quiet lately. I'm just a little worried.
I brush my one tail against his hand.
Better? Now hurry up and eat. I'm hungry.
I swear I will never do this again with a human. If he isn't bitching and moaning about his weight and how much of a freak of nature he is, he's constantly "worrying" or trying to get me to move. It's as if I'm his only source of entertainment. Shit.
Thank you again Kicking. You saved me from a major panic. :D --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I watch in horror as precious fluids begin to leave the membrane. I'm no where near the size safe enough to pass through him safely. I hear him gasp in shock.
Nico? Don't panic. Just stay put.
I'm trying to move away from the opening, using my tails now that the boyant fluid is gone. I make a slight progress as I wrack my mind for a way for me speed the de-aging process. Oh crap. My tails give under the pressure the walls are putting on me. I hear Carl groan. His heartbeat speeds above me and I cannot count on that for accuracy. But the contraction brings me power. His pained moans are easier to hear. I try again. Progress. I'm nearly 9 months now and deaging rapidly. Only my hooves remain full grown. I feel him stand as soon as the contraction lifts from him.
Nico. What's going on? Piece it together you, worthless ass. What happens in at the end of a normal pregnancy?
I think he understands since he shut up. If not too bad. Seems his body decided for us when I would come whether we were ready or not. _____-------______-------______----____
Just had lightning strike my front yard. I'm getting off anything electrical. I'll finish later if this computer doesn't fry.
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Is it wrong that you are carrying a new life instead of me?
I feel him pacing now each contraction pushing my closer to that widening gap of the membrane. He stops every now and again and I feel him lean forward as he tries to help me lower into his hips. It seems I miscalculated something and I can't put my finger on it. I am now an adequate size for him to pass with my magics but for some reason the progress is slow. I don't know how long it this is taking but from the sounds of the moans outside he is in extreme pain. Excellent. I will be at full power before I am even born.
Nico? You said this would be quick.
I roll my eyes as the elastic cervix stretches again and his muscles work to expel me from his body. I'm at a bad angle though and my one tail is caught around the cord. My body is able to relax a bit as the muscles cease their relentless attack.
Nico? Carl focus on your breathing. It hurts. It really hurts. Do you think it's a picnic for me in here? Have you been timing your contractions? No.
I again roll my eyes as another contraction tries to shove me through the hole. I can see Carl's hand gripping the bottom of his stomach near my head. I hear him moan again as new muscles begin to work. My head gets partially through the cervix and enters the canal before it is stopped by something hard and bony. Of course. Now I remember. I spread my hands and hear him moan as I kick against the contraction. With a few simple words his pelvis cracks and widens. He will make a great portal now that he has the hips to do it. And oh is he going to do it. I can hear him panting as the contraction ebbs.
Nicodemus...I can't- Yes you can. Here let me help you. No you don't understa-aaaaAAAAAAhhhh!
My power rolls through him and his contractions increase. Am in the long stretch. This is it. Soon my bretheren we will be in this plane and ruling it as we see fit. He's still standing. I know because he isn't pushing or contracting yet I am moving. He's trying to speak to me but I do not care nor reply. I stop, my ear is against his prostate as the last of my tails finally comes through, still wrapped in the cord. I can hear him moan in pleasure and pain as he contracts again. I can feel his muscles working and soon cool air is hitting my head. I start and kick in surprise causing another moan. A warm hand covers the top of my head momentarily just brushing the notches where my horns will grow. The contraction ends and I am pulled back in.
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Is it wrong that you are carrying a new life instead of me?
I wait for the next contraction patiently, my tails moving along his prostate. I hear his moan of pleasure and I can hear him murmuring.
"Mmmm. This is so wrong....mmmmm.....so very wrong."
I feel his body preparing to orgasm as my tails tease him again and again. He orgasms and my head is out. The first thing I see are his two little friends just coming to settle back after releasing their salty juices. I can see the floor and he is squatting against a wall. How nice. He set up little towels and blankets to cushion my fall. I see his hand coming long before I feel it trying to help me clear my nostrils. I am already trying to cough the liquid out of my mouth. I hear him gasp as my coughing jerks my body, pushing against his oh so sensitive prostate. My shoulders start to turn as another contraction grips him. One shoulder is partially out. Then the next. I can hear him howl in agony as pain over-rides his pleasure. Soon both of my shoulders are free. I slide out of him with ease. I am soon on the floor gasping for breath and waiting for him to severe me from the only link to him. I watch him collapse to the floor panting. His tan is long gone as are his abs. He is sweaty and shaking. I watch him pick me up and can feel that emotion again. I don't understand it. What is that emotion? I see him take the scissors after tying a knot and cut my tail and me free. He guides me to his swollen bosom where I take my first real drink. I need it all in order to regrow. I suckle until it is dry.
As I suckled I grew. Now I move to the next. A ten year old with a five tails and the start of horns. I feed on the next. Soon my hooves don't feel heavy. I gaze at him, his tired eyes starring into mine. I smile revealing the pointed teeth and kiss him on his supple lips. I pull back when I hear him moan in pleasure.
"You are mine, now and forever. Your body. Your soul. All are mine to use as I see fit."
I press on his stomach as he rests his head on my chest, clearly exhausted. As soon as the placenta is out I work my magic. He is now charged on an energy he shouldn't have. I keep my promises my bretheren. Let me deflower him once more and open the portal within. Then, Azural, your people may enter him one at a time. After all. He is my Vita Tribuo. For eternity. Mustn't break him too soon.
To be continued....?
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is all I have so far. I'm wiling to write more if people think more is needed. Otherwise I'm going to focuse on my other stories. Thanks to those who supported this quick little story.
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Is it wrong that you are carrying a new life instead of me?
I would really love to see more of this. It was an interesting angle for the figure within to be fully aware of everything that happens. The growing out of a normal size was cool too. I can't wait to see how he interacts with Carl as they create more bodies for his brethren.
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I am the Dragon, and you call me insane. You are privy to a great becoming, but you recognize nothing. You are an ant in the afterbirth. It is your nature to do one thing correctly, to rightly tremble. But fear is not what you owe me. You owe me awe.