Panicked yet Aroused

back on my bullshit again

my idea bank has been empty lately

The growth was out of hand, Adam had to admit. Sweat rolled off his forehead and down his neck as his belly tumbled and the pressure grew. His pants dug into his hips, which were widening. His walk through the forest became a heavy waddle as he quickly progressed past the point of an overdue pregnancy.

He panted as his vest squeezed hard and his breath caught. Something lining his massive swell was rubbing his shirt and causing him a great deal of sexual frustration. “What…” He muttered, before gasping at the first kicks of his pups. Judging by the multiple lumps that danced over the surface, he would tell the litter was massive. He could almost feel every individual life. He grunted at another round of kicks, tripping on a root and falling onto his belly.

He gasped and cursed, rolling so that his back was to the tree, gripping his ballooning pregnancy. With resounding “pop”s, buttons launched off, releasing the taut mass that was his stomach. He whined, noticing the rising and falling of pup kicks. But there were bumps that didn’t go down. With a grunt, he lifted his shirt and saw teats lining his shining skin. He stared for a long moment, his hand brushing the delicate nipple of one and causing him to arch as a bolt of sexual pleasure coursed through him.

“What have I gotten into…” He asked himself, his head rolling back as he started to leak thick milk in preparation for his coming birth.