Mpreg Micro-fiction by Peter Schutes

[Badunkbadonk]

In the process of putting together 500 tweets for Peter's social jukebox, I inadvertently wrote a ton of micro-fiction. I will share it here. These are from a series of seven books called "Appalachian Bred" - they're part bara, part mpreg, and 100% steamy. Not all of these are posted yet on Twitter, but the posts have gifs to go with them there.

From Appalachian Bred 1: 'Declin and Harley' (aka 'Daddy's Boy Is All Knocked Up'):

“The head's the hardest part, Harley．You want it slow, or all at once?” “Whatever makes you happy, Daddy.” Dad pushed, and popped ㏌side me．I was ㏌ so much pa㏌, I passed out. When I woke up, Dad had me on my back, saw㏌g back and forth, digg㏌g deeper ㏌to my hole. Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

The pain in my bottom was gone. Daddy pounded into me, pushing against some part of me that made my dick dribble sticky stuff. The harder he pushed himself inside me, the more sticky stuff came out. "Daddy, it feels so good!" "That makes two of us, son." Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

I was sick and in pain from the contractions. The baby was moving through me, kicking the whole way down. My nipples squirted milk halfway across the room when the baby's head reached my prostate. Daddy held me, worried to death he would lose two sons at once. Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

 

[Badunkbadonk]

From 'Appalachian Bred 2: Dick Goes to College' (AKA 'Daddy's Boy Has a Bun In the Oven')

I was hired to dance at parties. The rich kids stared at my cock with mouths agape. I could dance, and I could suck myself off. Soon boys and girls alike were stuffing dollars in my socks. I’d treated my oversized cock as a burden. Why not use it as a cash cow? Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

My nickname changed to “Big Dick” in senior year. As I grew bigger, the boys who gave me their asses dwindled, until by senior spring, I had just one boy who could take me: my tormentor, Bryce Heller. Bryce was so small down there, he was practically a girl. Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

Bryce was both an asshole and an insatiable bottom. We spent a lot of time “studying” in Bryce’s garage or out in the woods. He knew how to twist his body just right so I slipped all the way in. Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

“No, Dick, keep fucking me. I want your baby juice.” My cum wasn’t for making babies. No woman would let me inside her; I was a man’s man. Still, the thought of Bryce pregnant was hot. I fucked him in long strokes. “Fuck! Oh god! You’re so fucking huge!" Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

In three quick thrusts, I put myself over the edge. “I’m coming.” Bryce smiled. “Put it in me. Fill me up” “Oh fuck! Yeah! Unnnnh!” My sperm flooded his ass. It was stuffed full of my way too thick cock, so the cum, having nowhere to go, spurted out the hole. Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

“Daddy, you’re gonna hurt me. I know I said I’d do anything. I’m sorry.” “Son, I been taking your Grandpa’s dick up my ass for years. I know right where it hurts and where it feels better than anything on Earth. I’m gonna take you on a trip to paradise.” Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

Grandpa’s cock ballooned before it flooded my colon. He collapsed on my back, sighing with satisfaction. I clamped my mouth over Daddy’s cock hole and he filled me up with more sperm. I swallowed like it was biscuits and gravy. Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

Grandpa, Daddy and I took turns all summer fucking one another. In late August, we all three got sick at the same time. Grandpa shrugged. “Shit, it’s gonna be triplets.” Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

 

[Badunkbadonk]

From 'Appalachian Bred 3: Dick and Archie' (AKA 'Daddy's Boy Is In a Family Way')

At the party, behind the locked door, Archie lay him on his back, and held his legs. Dick didn’t struggle. The booze released a sex-starved demon. He needed Archie to fuck him. Dick was tired of being the huge man on campus. He wanted someone else to be the man. Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

Archie hit the back of Dick’s throat with easily four inches to go. Archie didn’t wait for Dick to get comfortable. He forced his way past the tonsils. Dick gagged and spit up, spraying goopy saliva everywhere. “You like it when I choke you?” Dick nodded. Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

Archie held Dick’s head as he pushed past Dick’s airway, forcing his way down the foodhole. Dick didn’t gag this time. He just relaxed and let Archie hold him down. Dick turned red. Archie let go. Dick came up for a much-needed gasp of air through his nostrils. Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

Dick didn’t gag this time. He just relaxed and let Archie push deeper down his throat. Archie controlled Dick’s access to oxygen. He filled his throat until he reached the brink of climax. He backed off and pulled out, letting his long wiener slap his thigh. Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

In October, Dick’s nipples leaked milk anytime Archie McVay came near him. He had to wear two t-shirts and a jersey. Archie had no clue he was going to be a dad, but he deserved to know. How do you break that kind of news to your best friend? Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

Dick leaned forward and brought Archie's lips to his nipple. Archie was astonished when milk filled his mouth. He gobbled it greedily, like an infant who missed a feeding. Dick feeding Archie milk made him feel more connected to the man who put the baby in him. Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

The Bunch men welcomed Archie to the family. Harley said, “If you’re going to do Grandpa, it’s best if I go first. I’m the smallest of us three.” Archie said, “Let’s do this. I'll take Harley first, then Big Dick, and we top it off with Grandpa Declin’s beast.” Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

Archie’s cock stiffened. He rubbed it absently, staring at Declin’s jeans as the monster came to life. Archie tried to stay focused on his baby, but the giant dick in the room had him very distracted. Archie watched Declin’s cock grow impossibly large. Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

Archie sat on Grandpa Declin’s immense pole. He was so loose now, it slid right in. Soon he was in his lap, facing him eye to eye. Archie felt Declin’s cock swelling inside him. The sensations with a cock so thick and so deep were overwhelming. The room spun. Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

Grandpa Declin hadn’t been with an outsider before. Knowing he would never get Archie pregnant was a huge turn on, too. It was just sexy to fuck without fear. He could have gone all night, but he knew he had to surrender the boy to his grandson soon. Illustrated version can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

 

[Badunkbadonk]

Shall I continue? I have 4 more sets from this series, and a total of 500 micro-stories. If you like this stuff, please encourage me to continue.

 

[JSon101]

Shall I continue? I have 4 more sets from this series, and a total of 500 micro-stories. If you like this stuff, please encourage me to continue.

yes please.

 

[BEERCANDADDY]

I love your work. Please don't stop.

 

[Badunkbadonk]

From Appalachian Bred 4: Triplet Troubles (AKA Daddy's Boy's Got Triplet Troubles)

By mid-February, Dick could no longer hide his huge, pregnant belly. Students gasped when they saw him. It was winter, but Dick was always hot and sweaty. He stripped naked to cool off in his room. His belly covered his colossal cock. The baby kicked hard.

After that night, the sex was constant. Archie’s hole stretched until it looked like a vagina. Dick discovered that his tongue could restore the loose muscles. After he ate Archie’s ass, it returned to the tight pink pucker. It was the least he could do.

Illustrated versions can be found on Twitter @PeterSchutes

 

[Badunkbadonk]

From Appalachian Bred 5: Spring Break (AKA Daddy's Boy Went Wild on Spring Break):

Chuck was a straight, well-built gymnast with a big ass and tiny cock. He silently stole glances at Zeke’s monster. He must have been ashamed how badly he wanted to see it. One day he said, “Zeke, that’s the biggest fuckin’ dick I ever seen. May I play with it?”

“You would never be able to take me, Chuck. I only ever found one guy who could. And no women.” Chuck nodded. "You think it sucks, but if I had your banana dong I would stay home and jack off all day long." "It's a lot of work." "Nice work, if you can get it."

Party guests cast sidelong glances at Zeke． "Have you ever seen anyth㏌g that big?" "How does he use it?" "Would it even fit anywhere?" Jason whisked Zeke to a room where leather hammocks held cock-hungry men． "These bѹs take all comers. Go for it."

Since the bottom men showed no face, Zeke had to simply pick an ass to fuck. He found a guy with chunky thighs, a fat butt, and a little dick. Zeke, being so huge, didn't care about dick size. He just wanted to feel his dick sliding in another man’s gut.

Zeke had a couple of months before March rolled around. He knew he couldn't fit his cock into a swimsuit, but he would look odd in a pair of jeans on the beach. And if he wanted to swim? The warm Florida water sounded good in darkest January.

Zeke was tired of being huge. "I can sew you a male bikini made from a stretchy fabric called Spandex. How does that sound?" "It sounds like my goods will be on full display." "That's the idea, really. You have to accept the magnificent gift nature gave you."

Come with me." He hung up a closed sign and shut the curtains. He knelt before Zeke and marveled at the challenge before him. He weighed it with his hands. Zeke noticed the well-hung tailor was aroused. The more he measured, the harder Zeke got.

Zeke stood on the beach in Fort Lauderdale. His custom-made swimsuit, bulging at the seams, drew stares from the curious. He wished his cock was normal, but he had the Monachee genes. They were first in line when God was handing out dicks.

Zeke knew a willing bottom when he saw one. He fucked without mercy, banging over and over against the rear wall of Bob's rectum. The pressure from Zeke’s thick meat pressed Bob's bladder repeatedly, until the poor guy pissed himself. Bob was too high to care.

The leather man turned his attention to Zeke’s butt. He kneeled, spread the cheeks, and put a tongue into the puckered hole. Zeke knew nerves were there, but never realized they were wired for pleasure. "You're pretty tight, son. You done this before?"

One after another, every top cruising the patio dumped their load into Zeke’s mouth or his ass. He was a flesh vessel, filling with their cum. As men crowded around, he grabbed their cocks to warm them up. He never knew a body could feel so good.

After planting his seed deep inside Zeke, the Monachee walked away. His cock was the biggest yet - bigger than Big Dick's. Zeke's insides quivered. Feeling the fertile sperm in his gut, he got so turned on that he oozed cum out of his towering cock without so much as touching it.

Chuck shot his load from the sheer excitement of reproduction between men. He couldn’t carry to term, but it was the idea, along with Zeke’s gargantuan cock, that sent shivers along his colon and curled his toes. He could feel the miracle of life beginning in his butt.

Find illustrated versions of these micro-stories on Twitter @PeterSchutes

 

[Badunkbadonk]

From Appalachian Bred 6: Appalachian Punk (AKA Daddy's Boy Is Heavy With Child)

In a conservative prep school, being different was hard. At Studio 54, it was celebrated. Rumors spread about Vardy's legendary meat. Vardy got off on people's reactions to his size. He spent hours teasing men in the urinals. He loved to be worshipped like a god.

The man stared while Vardy soaped up. “Holy shit! A fuckin’ horse!” Vardy rolled his eyes. “I’m not a horse." “Is your Dad this big?” He nodded. “Yeah, I guess. Maybe a little smaller” “And his Dad?” “Yeah, Grandpa’s got a fatter hog than me, and it goes past his knee.”

Vardy left the door to his room open, and laid on his back, his huge cock towering skyward. A handsome guy, barely 5 feet tall, entered. He stood on tiptoe, his butt in line with the softball-sized cockhead. Vardy gasped when the little man sat down hard.

Vardy couldn’t believe he had waited so long to get fucked. His cock throbbed and oozed precum. It stood straight up, towering over both of them. “Dude, you are never gonna fuck me with that thing.” “It’s cool. I think I like it better when you fuck me.”

Greg gasped at the outline of Harley’s cock protruding above the belly button. Greg rubbed the huge cock inside his tummy and came everywhere, which made Harley come too. With nowhere to go, Harley's jism shot out of Greg like water from a pinched garden hose.

Are you enjoying the subject matter? There are novels from which these are culled. Follow the linktr.ee below. Some are free on Smashwords.

 

[Badunkbadonk]

From 'Appalachian Bred 7: An Appalachian in Bangkok' (AKA 'Daddy's Boy Is Birthin' a Baby')

By senior year, Dick Junior had only reached six inches soft, and it was very thin. He heard his brothers gripe about being teased over their gargantuan cocks, but Little Dick had no sympathy. He was obsessed with becoming more like his other family members.

Junior's brothers avoided the locker room with its taunting and horse whinnies. They dreaded anyone seeing them naked. If he had even half what they did, he would march through the locker room, letting his cock swing, smacking the shocked jocks in the face.

Dick Junior couldn’t understand why his relatively big cock was so much smaller than his brothers’ monstrous appendages. His was nothing to sneeze at, a good six inches soft, but it was tiny compared to his two brothers. He longed to have a big, swinging dong.

In Thailand, white people stand out. That's how Junior spotted Frank McClure at the Night Market. Frank was a big, muscular Australian with a firm ass and a colossal piece of meat between his legs. They both were in Bangkok for one reason: to get high.

Frank stripped in front of Junior, revealing a swinging uncut cock of Monachee proportions. Bulging muscles, furry nipples, and eight soft inches of fat meat from Down Under. Frank liked how Junior stared at him; he decided they would fuck soon.

Junior begged Frank to let him fuck his muscular ass. He made frequent trips southward during a blow job and used his tongue on Frank’s ass. The big Aussie was willing to let the pleasure travel southward, but he drew the line on ass fucking.

High on heroin, with dimpled buttocks, rock hard abs, and a cock that wouldn't quit, Frank was grateful to scam a rich kid with a habit as big as his own. The blow job was just the icing on the cake.

Despite Junior’s protest, Frank pushed inward to the halfway point, just as he’d done with the ladyboys. Junior’s cries became moans. “Oh shit! Fuck! Right there! Yes! Keep it there!” Frank knew he could go all the way. Was Junior ready? He decided he was.

Gravity and peristalsis finished the job. The baby was crowning at Dick Junior’s rectum. He was in agony. The baby’s head pushed through Junior’s tight hole but quickly disappeared back inside him. Suddenly, the baby popped out and flew into Frank’s arms.

This is from the final novel in the Appalachian Bred series (AKA Daddy's Boy). There is a dystopian novel, The Orchardman, that also takes place in the Monachee Universe. Currently, it is only available on Kindle Vella. Excerpts and micro-stories appear below:

 

[Badunkbadonk]

From The Orchardman (on Kindle Vella) - A dystopian Monachee tale

“Fuck me, Daniel. Make me pregnant!” This horse-hung Daddy was going to put a baby in me. “Oh fuck! Shepard! Fuck!” I felt the hot, fertile spray deep in my ass. Daniel pulled out, still spurting, soaking his chest and my back. My hand grazed my cock. I came hard. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

I hit the showers, Tyler was there. He came close to me and playfully slapped my cock near my knee. “How hard is it to carry that th㏌g around? Does it hurt your back?” I slapped back. “I know yours is only half the size, Tyler, but it’s still useful.” @PeterSchutes on Twitter

Clyde shoved his fat cock into my ass. He was way thicker than my Pa. I’d never been stretched so wide, not even while giving birth. When Clyde pulled back too far, his cock slipped out of me. I could feel a cold draft in my open gaping hole. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

I could feel Clyde’s massive meat, the size and shaped of tinned ham, stretching my ass until the edges looked like pussy lips. When he pulled out, my anus no longer puckered. It just hung in a wrinkled pout, like a vagina. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

Orchardmen were the only Monachee men permitted to masturbate. The showers doubled as a circle jerk. As the soap suds soaked the root of my cock and washed over my balls, I stroked my pole until they invited me into the circle. Soon a white rain fell all around us. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

Outtake Including the two from my Daddy before the plague, I had given birth to a half dozen babies; I knew what to expect. I was showing far too early. At month six, my furry belly had swollen to nine month's size. The stethoscope revealed I was carrying twins. I hoped my belly could handle the stretch. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

When I got to my eighth month, moving around became a challenge. The twins in my belly were throwing me off. I'd slipped, but never fell. In the swimming pool, gravity didn’t matter. I was an okay swimmer, but during that last trimester I became a champ. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

On a hot, rainy day, I felt the stirrings of labor. Clyde was so excited to be a father, he got distracted looking for my hospital overnight bag. My belly was so big, I couldn't see my dick. “Clyde, get your ass in here!” I needed help getting dressed. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

 

[Badunkbadonk]

Rounding out Peter's Vintage Male Pregnancy catalogue is this comedic pseudo-scientific MPREG novel 'The Butt Baby'. It is based on a real phenomenon - ectopic pregnancy. The rest of the science is pure malarkey.

From 'The Butt Baby':

In high school, Nick had a growth spurt that caused his penis to double in size and width. He was bigger than most seniors. In the gym showers, he earned the nickname Nick the Dick. That’s why he insists on being called Nikolas. He’s embarrassed by his size. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

Nick’s cock was still wet from his wife’s pussy when he pressed it against my sphincter. “Nick the Dick and Chuck the Fuck buddy. Ready, amigo?” I nodded. He pressed hard until my tight asshole relaxed. He pushed and I gave a little. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

Nikolas pressed hard until my uptight asshole relaxed and let him in. He shoved inch after inch of his slippery dick into me. The pain was almost unendurable, but I knew just how to bend and turn to let that monstrous cock go balls deep. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

Onlookers were curious about my bottomless asshole. “Oh shit dude, this is it.” “Do it, Nick, shoot it.” I held him close. He plunged his entire cock into me. “Oh shit!! Oh Chuck you’re so fuckin’ awesome, oh, oh!” I felt a ton of sperm flood my rectum and colon. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

I had painful gas and bloating. My colon felt like it was going to explode. I was convinced Nikolas gave me VD. My doctor took an Xray. A lump the size of a grapefruit was in my sigmoid colon. "Cancer," I thought. But when the doctor told me it was a baby, I fainted. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

I was angry. “I lost everything because of your big dick and a zygote. Now you want take my baby from me?” He said, "Chuck, I don’t want my child living in poverty or shame. Let us have the baby after it’s born.” “The ‘it’ you are referring to is a boy, and he's mine. Your wife has no claim on him.” @PeterSchutes on Twitter

A muscleman with a painfully fat choad was giving my sphincter a real stretch. When he pulled out or fell out accidentally, I felt the hotel air-conditioning in my hole. After he left, I could still feel a breeze in my ass. I must have looked like a glazed old-fashioned donut. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

I was an expectant father, living with the man I loved since high school. Even though Nikolas always left me sore, the constant sex was brilliant. It had the unintended effect of kick-starting lactation. With each thrust of Nik’s huge cock, my nipples sprayed milk. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

They sewed me back up after Nikolas's colossal cock tore through the hermetic stitches, endangering our baby. The doctor said I had to lie flat on my back and stay very still. And no more sex. My belly was swollen with a child who kicked mercilessly. I needed sex. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

When I regained consciousness, I felt for the familiar lump on my belly. It was still there. Thank goodness my son - our son was still there. I warmed my hands against my furry tummy, thinking about how close we had come to losing him. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

Dr．Prizziti spoke．“Chuck, you may lose your child. Only his amniotic sac keeps him protected from your sigmoiditis.” I held back tears. “Can you do a Caesarian?” “Too risky.” “For me or for the baby?” “Both.” I sobbed aloud. “I don’t care about me. Will our baby lⅳe?” @PeterSchutes on Twitter

Nikolas shook his head. “Dude, I feel like a bonehead. I hurt you, I hurt the baby, and I may have destroyed a scientific discovery that could change life forever.” I didn’t have the energy to comfort Nikolas properly. I did my best. “It takes two to do it in the butt.” @PeterSchutes on Twitter

“What’s that?” Nick asked, pointing to my chest. My bare chest was soaked. My nipples expressed a warm liquid, puddling in my belly button. It was milk. Doctors pushed Nikolas aside to capture and test the milk. Was man-milk even fit for human consumption? @PeterSchutes on Twitter

I screamed a few times while our boy moved out of my sigmoid colon. In my rectum, peristalsis pushed him to my anal ring. The baby's head crowned. I bore down to force him further along. My sphincter flew open, and the baby popped out like a salmon on a fishing boat. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

Seven months ago, my high school fuck buddy Nick the Dick accidentally stuffed his wife’s fertilized egg in my ass when he fucked me at their orgy. Our baby is premature, but he’s going to survive. Nick left his wife to start our new family. @PeterSchutes on Twitter

There is one MPREG story (found only on Vella) that involves a male-identified hermaphrodite who has a baby. I put it at the end because it isn't strictly m/m. It's m/fm, I guess. I'll post that one shortly.

I will also start a few other types of gay erotic micro-fiction threads. "Big-bigger" sex, "Big-tiny" sex, and a duology set in and around the Big Hole River, Montana. These threads will be a festival of Big Dick Appreciation, but also Small Penis Appreciation. Sometimes, being of extreme size, whether Brobdingnagian or Lilliputian, is a burden far heavier than most can imagine.

 

[Badunkbadonk]

Here are some excerpts from the Hermaphrodite MPREG Vella story "The Longshoremen".

Alec took a long drag. He liked freaky sex. “Ralph, unless you got two dicks and a pussy, I got no problem.” Ralph gasped. “Well, I got one dick, a lot smaller than yours.” “I don’t doubt it.” Alec’s cocksure response was irritating and exciting.

Ralph felt his way down one leg of Alec’s jeans. Just before the knee, he found the tip of the massive cock. He struggled to free it from the burly dockworker’s pants. Alec said, “You like that, don’t you?” Ralph stroked the enormous cock, mesmerized. He nodded.

Alec lowered his dungarees, revealing the outline of a monster in his underwear. He smiled with that special confidence a well-endowed man exudes when he finds someone who appreciates his size. “You like that, don’t you, Ralph”?

Alec slid his gargantuan cock into Ralph’s vagina as far as it could go, which was little more than halfway. Ralph expected pain, but only felt pleasure. His tiny cock couldn’t make semen, but it sometimes dribbled a clear liquid when he got aroused.

Alec thrust in and out, gently at first. Soon, he was fucking vigorously with drunken abandon. Alec played with Ralph’s tiny breasts. His huge cock pounded Ralph’s vagina too hard and too deep. Ralph cried out in pain. “Owww!” “Too much, pussy boy”?

Alec put Ralph on the sofa and held one leg aloft. This allowed him to fuck ferociously from the side. Ralph had never seen such a big dick, and now it was thrusting harder and harder in his ass. The pain subsided. Alec was an expert fucker.

Alec was already deeper than he’d ever been with anyone; Ralph wanted more. The brute parted Ralph’s meaty ass cheeks, revealing the stretched pink hole. With force, Alec shot forward two more inches. The head pounded that spot where anal orgasm is inevitable.

Griffin poked and prodded until he slid alongside Jay in Ralph’s already overstuffed ass. Ralph cried out; the pain quickly dissolved into pleasure. Ralph fingered his sore vagina; his clit-like penis shot a load of thick white cum on Jay’s fat cock.

Alec pulled his big cock out of Ralph’s ass and stuffed it in his vagina. Ralph felt relieved his ass was free from the monstrosity. His lady parts tingled. The two sensations spread to his penis. For the first time in his life, Ralph ejaculated.

The Sheriff laughed. “You’re not in any trouble. I like dick almost as much as I like pussy. And I hear you got both.” Word really did get around. Ralph was frightened, but the mature lawman said, “I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to.”

The Sheriff fucked Ralph’s throat in long strokes. As the cock slipped down the esophagus, it touched nerves that Ralph had only ever felt when swallowing pills. The sheriff's pace was just right. Ralph was orgasming in his throat. The sheriff came in big spurts.

Elan grinned. “It’s big, isn’t it?” Ralph nodded. He didn’t want to say he’d seen bigger. He pulled down his pants, revealing the confusing set of genitals between his legs. Elan’s soft cock swelled and stood up, throbbing. “Damn, I want to fuck you.”

It wasn’t an easy birth. Not even a colossus like Alec Shore could have prepared Ralph for the pain of childbirth. His birth canal was fully formed, but probably smaller than that of a woman who doesn’t have to share space with male reproductive organs. Add to that a baby sired by a huge longshoreman, and Ralph was in dire pain.

I'm also halfway through a novel about a man who gets pregnant in his cock and it swells to a ridiculous size. I'm almost done with the first draft, but it will need some rounds of edits. I'll add excerpts to this thread in a few days. In the meanwhile, look for some more threads like this in the near future - on the topics I mentioned:
1. The Big and the Small
2. Big and Bigger
3. Big Hole River Valley, Montana

 

[Badunkbadonk]

Here are some true examples of mpreg micro-fiction, not lifted from any novel. These steamy stories stand on their own tiny legs. The theme is of course male pregnancy in keeping with this thread's tableau.

As much as I hated Daniel, I had to accept that he was carrying my child and I was carrying his. He was an unwelcome member of my family, but a member nonetheless. Maybe it’s some hormonal thing, but knowing someone has your baby softens you.

My breasts swelled up like those of a girl in early puberty. I held my belly and felt the baby kick in my digestive tract. Greg was such an asshole. The minute he found out I was knocked up, he skipped town. No man should have to give birth alone.

Shawn stood shirtless in the yard, amazed by the new life growing in his belly. He didn't know who or how, but one of the dozens of men he had fucked at that party six months ago left a baby behind. He was starting to show. The baby kicked.

“I got you what?” Cooper blushed. “Pregnant.” Jack said, “Why sit around in your boxers? Shouldn’t you get rid of it?” Cooper was hurt. “Your son is growing inside my dick. Look how big he’s gotten.” Cooper hauled out the heavy monster. Jack’s jaw hit the floor.

“What’s the problem?” Milo unzipped to show the doctor. “Holy Christ! Nurse! Bring the Ultrasound.” As he ran the cold metal over Milo’s swollen member, it moved as though an alien were inside. The doctor dropped the ultrasonic wand. “You’ve got a baby in there."

Brad rubbed his bulging belly, pregnancy hormones raging. He was horny and had the room to himself. With one hand on his belly and the other down his shorts, he fantasized about all the huge cocks he could take after he gave birth. Three months seemed too long to wait.

Cooper could barely walk. His cock was huge and misshapen because of the baby. The baby kicked; Cooper leaked milk. The second kick came moments later. It hurt so bad, he had to hold his cock in his hands rock the embryo to sleep. He wasn’t ready to be a father.

Doug felt sick. "Dad, my belly hurts!" Bill shouldn't have fucked his son. Now Doug was about to learn how men were born in the Hodges family. Bill watched, helpless, as his son went from chubby to fully pregnant in seconds. Buttons popped and flew. Doug cried in pain.

How to Prepare for Anal Birth: 1. Stretch daily with massive anal sex 2. Get a colostomy as early as possible 3. Avoid fiber 4. Douche regularly in the rectum only 5. Use government-issue steel billiards to permanently widen the rectum

Milo held the Polaroid, doing his best to smile in the mirror. He wanted to sell these Polaroids for a lot of money. There’s creeps out there who would pay a fortune to see his massive pregnant dick. Milo was broke; he had to think of the baby’s future.

My belly's so big, I can't get dressed. I'm naked, barefoot and pregnant. Tyler left his demon seed in my ass nine months ago and vanished on the wind. My baby will only ever know one of his fathers - me. I would go to a hospital but they'll only lock me away.

Now that I was in my third trimester, my body began to protest. My pecs were sore, swollen with milk. My nipples hurt. My belly was stretched too tight. I craved junk food, but felt nauseous if I ate it. Still, I wouldn’t trade fatherhood and childbirth for anything.

Once the technology was there, science pushed it farther. It wasn't enough that men could give birth; the overlords needed more subjects in less time. The gestation period went from nine months to less than a week. Soon, men were churning out babies in record time.

Sam practiced holding in his belly to hide the baby growing inside. If the guys on his team knew what he and his Daddy had done, they would run him out of town. It was no use. Holding in his belly only showed the outline of his baby brother-son growing inside him.

Seth: Our baby’s kicking! Don’t you want to feel it? Zack: Nah. It’s all good. Seth: You don’t love me. Zack: You’re all hormonal ever since you got pregnant. Quit worrying, I love you. Seth: Then why don’t you want to feel our baby kick? Zack: I’m still adjusting. Give me time.

Sitting upright, I couldn’t see my cock because my swollen belly was in the way. The cock felt shorter - probably the fat pad on my pubic bone was to blame. Pregnancy weight gain is no joke. I shot cum between my ankles on the floor.

The bodybuilder grimaced, forcing the billiard balls out of his muscle butt one at a time. The doctor tugged at Paul’s sleeve. “You see that? Anal birth is going to feel so much worse.” Paul’s mouth went dry. The baby kicked. What had he gotten himself into?

Waves of peristalsis pushed the baby to my anal canal. My wife squeezed my hand. I crowned. It wasn’t easy, but it was going to happen. I bore down to force the baby further along. My sphincter flew open, and the baby popped out like a salmon on a fishing boat.

Kimo was unprepared for the baby's arrival. He had no money, no boyfriend, and he hadn't had sex for weeks, so his hole was tight. If he was going to survive childbirth, he needed to practice. He started with regular anal beads, then graduated to king-sized.