A Belly Full of Trouble

A request involving straight Mpreg. Hope you enjoy readers!

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Matilda entered the apartment, the keys jangling in the lock as she fought to open the door with one hand, cradling a bag of groceries in the other. The fruit, vegetables and other items in the paper bag were a little off balance and she nearly dropped all the contents all over the floor as the door finally opened.

"I hate this door! I can't wait to move out of here!" She held the door open with her foot while she hauled herself and her groceries inside. Letting her foot go, the door swung shut quickly behind her, locking with a loud clack! Her blonde bangs fell across her face, hiding her vision as she tried to blow them out of the way, but they just swung back in front of her eyes every time. She'd been meaning to get a haircut but life had been crazily out of control lately for the last few weeks and she just hadn't found the time.

She was only 22, majoring in accounting at college while she worked part time at the local cinema to pay the bills. She was athletic, trim, mainly from good genes than any exercise regime. She was often complemented on her homely good looks and attracted the attention of a few male suitors every now and then. But her heart belonged to Simon.

She'd met Simon two years ago while at a mutual friend's party. He was finishing up his doctor's degree at the time, she only just starting her studies. She'd first seen him trying to do a keg stand, failing miserably and ending up sprawled all over the garden covered in beer. He'd barely even started before he was coughing and blubbering everywhere, tumbling all over and making a mockery of himself. His friends had chided and made fun of him, while Simon had just laughed it off, proclaiming it was his first time attempting one. That was when he had seen a young Matilda standing there, laughing and smiling at him.

They'd hit it off straight away, almost inseparable from day one. They'd fallen deeply and madly in love. They knew they were meant for each other. Matilda and Simon had begun to plan their lives out from the very beginning. While Simon finished university and moved into his residency, Matilda continued to study. They planned their wedding, their house, even their children: a lot children was the answer to that question. They moved into their first apartment in the meantime within the first year of dating, where they still currently lived.

It was small, just outside Matilda's college, but it was cheap. It had everything they needed and nothing more. The plan was to save as much money as possible so that when Matilda graduated, they could afford the wedding they always wanted. So, they scrimped and got by. The heating was lousy in winter, it was too hot in summer, the neighbors were always loud, but it was home. Matilda walked into the small kitchenette, placing the groceries on the counter. She heard the TV on, coming from their small living room. Simon must be in there. Kicking off her heels, her feet cramping a little, she headed in to Simon.

She smiled as she saw him. He was currently asleep on the couch, lying down on his back, while the TV was on at a low volume. He was snoring just a little, one hand fallen off the couch and resting on the floor as he dreamed peacefully. He was a thin guy as well, just a little taller than Matilda at five foot ten, with brown short hair and dark eyes. He was the guy of her dreams, even if to some other people he may have seemed a bit unremarkable. But he made up for it with his humor, love, enthusiasm... and perhaps in the downstairs department.

Still, as Matilda stood there in the doorway, leaning against it, watching him quietly, she was still amazed at what he now looked like today. He wore only a loose-fitting shirt and a pair of boxers, regular around the home attire since he was here all the time now. As was every man these days until D-Day. Or Mpreg day they were now calling it on the news. After all, the entire world's population of men aged between 18 and 45 were pregnant.

As Simon lay on the couch, his enormous belly lay exposed, the shirt unable to contain his gravid size. He, like every other man, was nearing the end of their third trimester and would soon be giving birth to their young. As if on cue the baby in Simon's belly rotated inside his womb, giving him a little kick from the inside. This didn't even disturb Simon, who carried on snoring.

Matilda could still remember the day this all started. They'd awoken after a night of partying, heads sore from a party the night before. Sirens could be heard on the street, the sounds of low flying jets. The internet was down when they checked their phones. Shouts and screams could be heard coming from the hall and on the street. Realizing something was wrong, they had turned on the TV...

It was one of the local newscasters, a woman in her later thirties who Matilda felt had been reading the news since the station started, she was so synonymous with the network. She looked harried, tired, but professional, her hair tied back in a bun but a few wisps of brunette locks falling across her forehead. She seemed anxious while trying to convey calm and it wasn't working.

"... this is gripping the nation. Other countries around the world are also reporting the incident. It has not been cited whether this is affecting all nations across the globe, though early indicators suggest this is the case. I repeat: at nearly an hour ago this morning it seems multiple objects appeared in low orbit above the planet's surface. The president has declared martial law in the United States until the situation is resolved, however mass panic and fear has resulted in-

Simon and Matilda sat there dumbstruck: Aliens!?

"It seems that NASA is reporting several objects having entered Earth orbit and holding position. What this means-"

The TV cut off leaving a black screen.

Matilda trembled in Simon's grasp "Did... did she say NASA... and objects entering space..."

Suddenly the TV came back on, but instead of black screen it was bright blue screen.

"People of Earth." The voice shot out TV, echoing and booming throughout the apartment. It spooked Simon so much he dropped his mug he had been drinking from. The voice was metallic, like a robot, completely inhuman. "We mean you no harm. We have arrived at your planet as guests and thank you for your hospitality. Though we have only just arrived our time here is short. In nine months we shall depart this planet after we have refueled and refilled our supplies. We will leave no untoward impact on your society. We are peaceful travelers."

"However, you may have noticed changes in your male biology. Rest assured these are not permanent. We have need for replenishing our stock, and this includes our own species. Human DNA is compatible with our own, but only male. As such your race will provide excellent incubators for out next generation."

Simon was incredulous. "Is this for fucking real!?"

The voice continued. "In practical terms all men are now carrying our young. In nine months you shall birth our young and we will leave your planet. Guarantees have been made for men to be able to achieve this feat. Thank you for helping our people. In return, we promise a gift upon our departure. Please also be aware that we value our young and if anything happens to them during incubation this will displease us."

The voice stopped. Matilda and Simon sat there, dumbstruck. The TV came back to the newscaster.

"Well," said Matilda. "This is going to be a fun couple of months."

And so for the next nine months the world now had to deal with a very pregnant male situation.

The alien species gave no other form of communication. Their spaceships stayed in orbit, unmoving, unflinching, as they watched the planet below. The nine months slowly ticked by.

Scientists across the world did everything they could to determine what was happening but it all fell short. All scans could provide was that an artificial womb seemed to have been implanted in every male in their lower abdomen, how nobody knew, and they were all now carrying a human shaped baby within. Bloods and cultures were done. Alien DNA was present but nothing seemed to be affecting the men untowardly. If anything, all the men appeared healthier. Pregnancy was given them a healthy glow.

Men across the planet were suddenly experiencing everything their female counterparts went through during their pregnancies. Morning sickness, bloating, gas, the need to pee every five minutes. As the months went on a lot were also beginning to experience the swelling of their breasts and in some cases lactation.

Men were relieved from all areas of dangerous duty, which left many critical services understaffed. Women were now picking up the slack across the globe as all men put their feet up and rested, growing the alien/human young within them.

For Matilda and Simon they seemed to handle their new situation well. Though Matilda had never considered for a moment that she wasn't going to be the one to first get pregnant between them, or that Simon himself would ever be pregnant, Simon and Matilda had considered it something similar to a trial run. And so as Simon's stomach grew, they applied everything they could learn and understand over the following months. Matilda became a doting partner to Simon. And she had to admit, she enjoyed watching him get bigger. He was the perfect father: he ate healthy, exercised, he even talked to the child inside him. He and Matilda even attended Lamaze classes. Doctors had discovered a chute and opening had formed between the womb and all men's anuses. It looked like they were all going to give birth the hard way.

Right now though, Matilda couldn't even imagine Simon being any sexier. His breasts had started to swell slightly as well and they guessed soon he would start expelling milk. Matilda licked her lips at the thought. As he lay there, still out of it on the couch, Matilda snuck quietly over until she was next to him, and dropped down to her knees. She watched his belly, bigger than a basketball, as it rose and fell slightly with every breath. There seemed to be just the occasional movement from inside as the baby rested in it's home.

Matilda reached up and pressed her hand against the taut skin of his stomach. She loved to feel his belly, it's size and weight and firmness and just enjoyed the relaxation sensation of feeling the life growing inside him. Simon also loved when she doted on his belly. He was always happy to let her stroke and caress his bump, watching her as she did. Matilda moved her hand up and on top of his belly, making sure not to wake Simon, as she cuddled him. There was a light covering of fuzz across his belly, which had been there before his pregnancy, but his treasure trail had definitely gotten thicker. Matilda thought it somehow made him look even manlier.

As her hand rested on the side of his pregnant belly, she felt the slight movement of the baby inside him. The baby seemed to know whenever her hand pressed up against it and always responded with a little kick. Matilda pressed against the other side of his stomach now and sure enough there was another little kick from inside Simon's womb. Life was growing inside him, quite energetically as well. Matilda had caught Simon many times standing there, unaware he was being watched, holding his belly and running his hands across it. He whispered sweet nothing's to the child, loving it, soothing it.

All the men seemed to be handling their pregnancies well across the globe. Maybe it was something to do with however the alien race had knocked them all up. All seemed content, happy, joyful as they grew their young. Everywhere Matilda went there were the pregnant men, rubbing their bellies, talking about their pregnancies, showing off their bumps. For Matilda it was almost too much: all these pregnant men had awakened a fetish inside her she didn't know she had. Luckily, she had a pregnant man at home. She was often having to keep herself together every time she went out these days. There were man bellies everywhere.

As her hand roamed over the top of his dome, she brushed over his belly button. It had popped out some time ago and was now just a little pink nub on top of his belly. Matilda bit her lip as her hand passed it, looking over to Simon. He seemed to mutter something but went on sleeping. His belly button had gotten extra sensitive since his pregnancy, to the point that once Matilda had nearly been able to make him cum just by sucking and licking on it alone.

Satisfied that he was still asleep, Matilda let her tongue run over his belly. She began on the side, giving small kisses to the taut skin on his bulk. Simon continued to mutter in his sleep, happy and content, as Matilda continued. All across his belly she showered him in love, wet lips caressing him and the child inside. She worked her way up, never letting her lips stray too far from his bump, as she began to reach the top of his dome. She nuzzled his hair, breathing in his musk, as his huge belly rising and falling with his every breath. He smelled manly, sweet and musky, and oh so fertile.

Still sitting on the ground next to the couch, she leant over now as her face hovered over his belly button. Keeping an eye on Simon, she let her tongue dart out and give the little nub a lick. No response. She did it again, this time her tongue going slower, covering his popped-out button in her saliva. Now there was a little groan from him, a slight whimper. Matilda was confident now, happy to continue kissing the belly of her pregnant boyfriend, as she took the belly button into her mouth. She suckled upon it almost like a nipple, her tongue tracing around it, as she closed her eyes.

She could feel her own heart beating, her own body starting to sweat a little. The telltale signs of heat radiating from between her legs, the almost constant moisture down there from being turned on by so many pregnant men seeming to increase it's dampness. She was lucky she had such an understanding boyfriend, who himself was almost ravenous in the bedroom despite his current physical condition. It was due to the hormones in his body, racing around his blood and through his cock. All men were currently on an increased level of sexual need, more so than usual, and Simon was no exception. Matilda was having to take care of him a few times a day at least. She was more than happy to oblige.

She continued to suck on his belly button, her mouth now drawing it further in. Her tongue continued to trace around the base of it, changing it up every few minutes to run it right over the tip of it. Matilda could feel his breath increasing now, his heartbeat starting to increase as his moans got a little louder. He would be waking up soon to find his girlfriend kissing his pregnant belly. Matilda, curious, looked down to his boxer shorts. Sure enough, there was the tell-tale sign of an erection starting to poke up and out of the material.

Matilda had an idea. The perfect way for her pregnant man to awaken. She let his belly button plop out of her mouth, sticky and wet from her saliva. She stood up now, quickly and eagerly throwing off her own shirt and pants. Unclasping her bra, she let her pert breasts fall out, fat and full and topped with pink little nipples. These will be great for milking, she thought to herself as she fondled them, giving them a nice squeeze. When Simon and her have their own kids, she'd be the one getting fat and pregnant and full of milk. Though if she had her say, she wouldn't mind taking it in turns with Simon. She was going to miss that pregnant body.

She kicked off her panties, revealing a nice trimmed bush which lead down to her moist slit. Her clit was engorged and throbbing and there was a snail trail of her own cum starting to run down her inner left thigh. The room smelled of her sex already. In Simon's current condition, it wouldn't take long for him to awaken to the smell of her pussy. She had to move quick. Getting on the couch, Matilda moved her naked body in between Simon's legs on all fours. Parting his thighs slightly, she had her head right above his pants. Exactly where she wanted to be.

On the front of Simon's boxers was a simply button fly, keeping his now erect manhood hidden behind that simple fabric. Matilda popped open his button and reached inside. It wasn't hard to find what she was looking for and she took a firm hold of it. She grasped his cock and pulled it free of his boxers, exposing it to the room. He was a decent size, good enough for any woman, but he was definitely thick. In fact Matilda reckoned he'd actually gotten thicker since his pregnancy, perhaps a side effect of the whole couple of months. She knew for a fact his balls had gotten bigger: his loads were nearly twice as much as before. His sack was almost straining these days to keep all of his seed within it.

As thick as his manhood was, it was currently in the shadow of that large, pregnant belly. Simon hadn't seen his cock in a few months now, hidden underneath his abdomen. Matilda couldn't even see his face from where she was, both their heads blocked behind his tummy. For right now though, that was part of the fun. Grasping the root of his cock firmly in her hand, Matilda kept it pointed straight upright as she breathed it in. A small dribble of cum was oozing out of his cock slit, his libido in full over drive even while asleep. She smelled his pregnant sex, her own pussy quivering as she took it all in. As that little drop of pre cum ran down his cock head, she caught it with her tongue. Salty but also sweet, she moaned to herself at the taste of it.

That was enough for her. She had to have him now. With the cock in her grip, she leant forward and took his shaft down her mouth. Her lips ran over his cock head, past the engorged deep red head that was leaking it's glorious fluid, and down his thick veiny shaft. She groaned as she tasted him, her taste buds in overdrive, as his cock slipped all the way inside her. She went all the way down, all the way down to her hand in one go, waiting there for a moment. Her tongue wrapped around his shaft, caressing it, while the base of her tongue pressed on his cock head and coated it in her own juices.

Simon was stirring now, his belly wobbling as he appeared to be waking up. Matilda rose back up, her mouth rising all the way up his shaft until just his head was in her mouth. With a few licks across the top she heard a loud moan come from Simon. She took all of the cock out of her mouth now, escaping with a plop, as she smiled.

She went back down, her lips covering the turgid cock head, until just below it. She began to suck, her lips coming up and down, as she ravished the tip of his cock. She began to stroke him with her hand, pumping it up and down slowly but with a solid grip, as she worked the entire length. Pre cum was dribbling faster now and she was swallowing all of it, her throat taking all of his entrée straight down. She could feel his manhood began to thicken again, straining, as he became even more aroused. Not to bothered about awakening him anymore, with her free hand she reached back into his boxers and took a firm hold of his ball sack.

His balls were so large now they didn't even fit comfortably in her one hand. They were so tight, straining for release that this was a level beyond blue balls. She could almost feel the liquid inside them sloshing around for release as she fondled his sack, eager to swallow all of the contents any minute.

She felt Simon now move, elbows propping him up as he tried to sit up. Her mouth never left his cock, continuing to suck up on it, as the top of his head and his eyes now looked over his pregnant belly. He was still half asleep but with the face of someone who was clearly in ecstasy as well.