He Could Only Smirk When He Saw The Look Of Shock On His Mate's Face, Gasping At The Massive Belly He

He could only smirk when he saw the look of shock on his mate's face, gasping at the massive belly he now had.

"Look, it's only for a couple more weeks, then I'll be back to my regular bro self. I'm just helping a friend out... just hoping I don't end up with a big ass like some other guys get after giving birth."

The mate fainted.

Kevin loved flaunting his pregnancy body whenever he went to the gym, even when it was clear he was not going to actually do any exercise while there. If anything, he might just find a bicycle and absent-mindedly cycle for 15 minutes and call it a day.

It didn’t even register for Pietro that he was standing in front of the fridge until he saw himself grabbing a banana to dip into a tub of peanut butter. The cravings were starting to creep into his sleep, which made him more concerned about how hard it was going to be to get back to his model body after giving birth.

"Ooft, I think the kids are thanking me for the ice cream and Cheetos, but they're kicking up a storm and that's flaring up my heartburn... can't wait to get them out of me."

Eric didn't think much of the drinks he had with that girl at the club that fateful night. All he remembers is getting into the taxi with her to bring her back to his place, then nothing.

A couple of months later, he had this overwhelming urge for sweet things, which was completely against everything he stood for as a physique model. However, the late night urges resulted in plenty of trips to the 24-hour Walmart nearby for large bags of MnMs and Twinkies. Only hours later, he would be throwing it all back up, and the cycle would start again. Eventually the sickness stopped, but the cravings continued.

As the weeks went by, the ripped abs he worked years to get slowly receded and gave way to what looked at first like a turtle shell out front, before further expanding to just a massive and tight belly. He tried as hard as he could to keep his regiment up at the gym, but eventually resorted to keeping his arms, legs and chest routines in check. These abs were disappearing fast, for some reason...

That was until he felt something inside him. He was standing in line at Walmart for the fourth time in a week when he felt something flutter inside his belly. It was a shock, and tried to ignore it. The flutters slowly became more frequent, and then into shifts and backflips across the belly. He had no idea what was going on, but decided it was time to go see a doctor about it.

The doctor had one look at his belly after lifting the shirt up and immediately requested an ultrasound machine. The doctor gasped and asked a nurse to come in. The nurse gasped too. All they could say was "We think you're pregnant with twins?"

Eric fainted on the bench.

He found it unbelievable. How the hell could a guy end up pregnant? What was he meant to do? Where do the babies come out? He didn't have a lot of time to answer these questions, as his main priority was working out what to do over the next couple of weeks and months. His pecs were slowly bloating, his belly continued expanding to ridiculous sizes, and his clothes were struggling to fit aside from some stretchy gym wear and old loose jeans he got as a joke to his mates saying he was going to be the "biggest freak out there".

Well, he's going to become a big freak, but not for the reasons he thought...

He wanted to be as big as the guys in the picture of his gym wall, but didn't think that bulking intensely was the way to go. However, this 'friend' of his in the gym offered a shortcut, but required nine months of dedication. At this point, he was willing to do anything, including injecting a white serum up his ass, and taking a small pink pill every day for three months. Eight months later, it's started to click that he might've gotten involved in a scam, and the consequence involves being a father to a mystery child.