more bugpreg mark but bigger. there thats my second request
That is indeed the second request of @plutocratics, following that earlier OC focused story. And this is indeed more bugpreg Mark but he is bigger following this first part. Amber and Eve are here too because of course.
This story contains male pregnancy and light weight gain allusions.
So to speak, Mark was not one overly worried with appearing particularly masculine. It's not like he went out of his way to maintain an identity or something—aside from the secret one, of course—but he never really thought of his gender expression beyond just being a 'guy' before. One would think getting pregnant by an alien bug would cause some kind of shake up, but Mark still more or less saw himself the same way.
No, the thing that started changing things in Mark's head was putting on a long maternity dress.
Mark's look of interest only lasted for a moment though, quickly being replaced by a furrowed brow as he caught Eve snickering behind him. "What?" He asked, placing his hands on his lips. "Do I look funny?"
"No, no!" Eve waved off, still chuckling. "You look...good! Really good! Nice, even."
"Very maternal," Amber added with a laugh of her own.
"Yeah, I bet," he huffed, turning his attention to the mirror again. It was a light blue dress, the very same shade that his Invincible costume was. It had a high collar and relatively long sleeves, and without any notable frills it looked less like a dress and more like an extended shirt. Mark ran his hands down his bump, which was now much larger; he looked about eight months along, though considering what he carried, who knows how much longer he would have. "It's honestly not that bad..."
"I tried picking something that wasn't too loud," Amber explained, coming up to Mark's side. "I assumed your polos would be giving out about now, at the size you are."
"They were starting to get a bit small," he admitted, somewhat sheepishly. "Thanks for doing all this, for me."
"Oh, this was just a little bonus," she clarified with a raised finger. "I was out already picking up jeans in the next size up. Those semi-bi-weekly Burger Mart outings have done a bit of a number on me."
"That makes three of us," Eve added, glancing down at her own widened figure. "I've heard of sympathy weight being a thing and all, but experiencing it first hand..."
The trio now stood in front of the mirror together, all of them notably bigger in different ways from when they first found out Mark was expecting. Mark himself was of course very pregnant now, whilst Eve had gained a bit of a pear shaped build, and Amber having bulked up considerably for a more apple shaped build. Each seemed to grimace at first, before taking on a more accepting look at their new shapes.
"I could always go to Burger Mart myself," Mark pointed out with a chuckle.
"With how busy we both are, it's basically our only time we get to go out on a date," Eve noted. "Unless you start craving something else."
"Not that I mind being treated to lunch so often," Amber spoke up, "but maybe try craving something a bit more high class every once in a while? Least some place with smoothies."
Mark smirked. "Now that you mention it...how about now?" He offered. "Get to try this new get up out on the streets."
"Wait—you wanna wear that out?" Amber asked, a little surprised. "I got that more for around the house stuff."
"What, worried I look better than you two?" He teased, striking a small pose and winking at them.
Amber blinked, a small blush coming over her as she glanced at Eve, a similar expression on her face. "...nah, you look fine in your own way," she noted, walking up to put herself around his one arm.
"Very, very pretty, I'd say, too," Eve nodded, going to Mark's other arm. "So...shall we?"
Mark glanced between the two of them, before smiling and headed off with the two girls.
