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Tarzan: The G-String Beneath The Loincloth.

Heath had been monitoring his belly every day for months. Now, as he moved towards the end of his 2nd trimester he watched his belly raise and his ass begin to plump up. That frat party with the tequila shots and coke was wild, when he woke up his ass hole was numb and his lean jock body was lying in a pile of sweat as he came to.

First it was the vomiting and he ignored it, second were the mood swings and he ignored it, now his belly was growing and he had to face facts. He was carrying a baby boy from one of his frat brothers.

"Dude it's spring break in 3 months, I can't be pregnant."

"It was gonna happen at some point Heath, did you think you could walk around the house with a ghetto booty like that and not get knocked up?" Said his friend Troy.

Heath just rubbed his belly, he was used to having a furry 6 pack and attracting guys with his auburn hair and green eyes.

"But Troy, I'm only 19."

"It's gonna be fine man, you got knocked up by one of the hottest guys and wealthiest at that."

Heath's eyes just widened as he realized his friend knew all along.

"What the fuck man. How come you didn't say anything?"

"You were too busy being in denial, but hey Alston Winthrop is one hell of a catch. I hear his had wants him to start a family young, you're carrying his heir. I'd say it's gonna be a big one, that guy is a beast at 6'5 and a skilled linebacker.

Heath gulped, he was 5'10. How on earth would he squeeze out such big baby from his tight pink hole.

Demon And Drones.

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