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Miracle Drug Week 38
🕑 Added 2023-02-06 17:36:42 +0000 UTCMiracle Drug
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Brimmingbelly04
(Inspired by Overdue
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SoOverdue of MpregCentral)
Week 38
Another morning pregnant. Another morning bigger, heavier and larger. Another morning when Justin woke and the first thing he saw was his globular belly laying now rather ominously far out in front of him.
He reached behind him as he yawned, expecting to find Betsy there, but she wasn't. Bathroom, he figured. That was going to be his first stop once he got up but first, while he had the room to himself, he had some other business to take care of…
With a grunt, he slowly sat up, letting his belly settle somewhat painfully between his hips, spreading them wide as he leaned over it to grab his laptop off the nightstand. After settling back against the headboard, Justin used took advantage of the space the top of his belly offered and set his computer down on it so he could send an email to Trent.
Hey there,
Hope the press tour's going well. I caught you on TV a couple times. You look good. I miss you. Or I guess I should say, "we" miss you…
Anyway, I know you're busy, so just keeping you updated. Somehow, I'm STILL cooking these not so little ones! Have an appointment with Morrow today where he promised we'd talk about inducing if I was still pregnant, which yes, I am! I'm crossing all my fingers and toes and asked the babies to as well.
Per usual, I've attached some recent pics. As you can see, I'm as big as a house and ready to be D-O-N-E! I've only ever seen one other person as pregnant with twins as me (I'll tell you more about that when I FINALLY see you in person) but you know how much I love being the odd one out…
Hopefully, sometime in the next day or so, the next pictures I send will be of me holding the babies in my arms rather than my massive belly! Let me know when you get this and gimme a call sometime, will you?! Sheesh!
Justin
He hit send and heard the "whoosh," letting him know the message had gone out. Aside from having been mailed his latest dose of the drug, the small brown box it came in also containing a short handwritten note from Trent, he hadn't heard much from the other man since he'd left for the conference and subsequent press tour. Justin still made sure to keep up his end of the bargain, checking in via email whenever he could. Previously, Trent usually replied almost immediately, sometimes asking rather specific questions but now, Justin received an automated out of office message, promising the CEO would get back to him when he could. Trent was a busy man, doing important things though, so Justin understood.
"What happened to being on leave, mister?" Betsy asked from the door of the bathroom, causing Justin to jump ever so slightly before quickly shutting his laptop and setting it back on the nightstand. He closed it so quickly that he didn't see that instead of an out of office message, he'd gotten a bounce back saying his email was "undeliverable."
He smiled as he turned to look at Betsy. She had her right hand on her hip as she leaned against the doorframe, her left hand resting atop her thirty-eight weeks and two days, big with a capital "B," belly. The still incredibly spherical mass protruded out from under her sleeping shirt, one of his old tees he hadn't been able to wear in more the two months. The hem didn't come close to reaching Betsy's belly button, which had not only popped some weeks back, but was now flattening out it was so strained.
Also strained were the pair of flannel boxers also belonging to Justin she had on. They didn't go as far down her thighs as they did his as Betsy's were slightly thicker and her ass rounder and fuller, though her hips remained surprisingly slender, looking less curvaceous than they once had thanks to all her other now plentiful curves.
Up top, Justin's shot was loose enough that it didn't cling to Betsy's engorged breasts the way it did her belly, but it still showed them off quite nicely, and he was able to clearly see her pert nipples poking at the fabric from across the room. After taking in all of her many big and undeniably luscious curves for several seconds, Justin belatedly noticed that in the had resting on her belly, Betsy was holding her portable speaker.
"Oh, no…" he groaned as he let his head fall back against the headboard. "I thought you were kidding?!"
"No, I was not," she replied with a smirk, and also a firm shake of her head. "Paige emailed and asked me to send the team a fun update, so…"
"So you should!" Justin nodded. "I'd be more than happy to film it for you!" He offered with more nods.
"Oh, I'm sure you would!" She chuckled. "But you already promised me you'd be in it with me," she reminded as she waddled closer.
"Yeah, 'cause I didn't think you were serious!" He huffed as he lowered his head back to normal position and worked his legs back off the side of the bed. "The girls don't wanna see me, they wanna see you! I don't want them seeing me either, for what it's worth!"
"Well then you shouldn't have made me a promise," Betsy said as she looked at his belly beyond hers. Only wearing boxers, which it covered, Justin appeared naked as his bare belly burst off and out from his otherwise still surprisingly slender and toned body, shiny and drum tight with some new, unavoidable stretch marks starting to form around his big walnut of a navel.
"But…"
"No buts," she shook her head as she got close enough to give his belly a rub, the side of hers pressing against it as she did. "I wanna show the girls my big, sexy babies' daddy!" She teased.
"Technically, I'm not your babies' daddy," Justin felt compelled to point out seeing as he and Betsy hadn't quite discussed what they were or what they were going to do once all four babies finally arrived.
"You know what I mean…"
"Ugh…" he groaned again, but not about that. "You're right about one thing… I am… big!" He grunted as he stood. "But sexy belongs all to you," he winked as he leaned in and gave Betsy a light, closed mouth kiss since he'd yet to brush his teeth.
"Thank you."
"You're welllllcome…" he yawned again, big and loud. "Can I at least go and make some coffee first?" He requested. "I need to wake up."
"Filming our little video will wake you up."
"There's not gonna be anything little about our video, and I'll think I'm having a nightmare while we're filming it!" He rolled his eyes before hopefully offering, "What if I make you something to eat while the coffee brews? What would you…"
"Good try!" Betsy laughed as she took a few careful steps back. "But this is the first thing on this morning's agenda. The sooner you accept that and we do it, the sooner we can do everything else you want to."
Justin wasn't ready to concede just yet. "I have another idea… One that's even better than food!" He wagged his brows. "How 'bout I do you first?"
"That is a good idea!" Betsy agreed with another laugh. "One I'll keep in mind for later, but just 'cause we're sharing a bed now doesn't mean we can have sex all the time!"
"Doesn't it though?" The doubly pregnant man countered with another wag of his brows.
Ever since Betsy had temporarily moved in, they'd been having a lot of sex. No matter the kind, doing so had required a lot of often awkward maneuvering, not to mention some new and unusual positions, but it was all worth it. So worth it, which is why Justin had been sure Betsy would want to do it again instead of filming the silly (not little) video he'd promised her he would, but no dice.
"I said I'll keep your suggestion in mind for after, you horn dog!"
"Not my fault," Justin shook his head. "Blame all the hormones, but even with both of ours raging, we'll probably be too tired after!" He pointed out with a frown.
"Is it even possible to be too tired for sex?" Betsy questioned, raising her brows.
"Something tells me we'll find out soon enough…" he groaned as he looked down at himself. Not that he was surprised, but all he saw was belly. "Guess I need to put on some pants, huh?" He asked, sounding less than enthused. "And please tell me a shirt too?!"
"The wardrobe's been all figured out," Betsy replied with a big grin.
"Wardrobe..?" He warily repeated. "As in costume?"
"Eh, sort of…" she giggled as she waddled towards the closet. "Come on!" She waved behind her for him to follow. "You'll see!"
"We better not be too tired for sex after this…" Justin grumbled as ever the obedient… boyfriend(?), he did as instructed, already knowing whatever he was about to be shown and whatever he'd have to do in it was going to be super embarrassing…
***
Betsy's belly hung in front of her phone's camera, lots of bulging, tight skin filling the screen as she made a few final adjustments to the height of the tripod.
"Alright, here we go…" she said as she shuffled backwards till she was entirely visible standing in the middle of Justin's living room.
"Hey, girls!" She smiled and waved at her phone, her breasts bouncing in her white cut off top that had "Baby Mama" written across them in big pink letters. "Paige wrote and asked me to check in and give a quick update, so here I am! A little bigger than when you last saw me, huh?!" She laughed as she rubbed her bare belly, turning to look off camera, giving a short nod, confirming that 'yes, this is happening.' "Obviously, I'm still pregnant. Thirty-eight weeks and two days to be precise, but…" she paused. "The really exciting news is that my boyfriend is too!" Betsy announced simultaneously to her team and Justin. "Everyone, meet Justin and his twins!" She grinned as she waved him over, bouncing excitedly up and down in her matching pink shorts, her boobs really going to town as she did since she wasn't wearing a bra.
Very begrudgingly, Justin waddled into the shot. He was also wearing a white cut off, which also exposed his entire pregnancy, his with emblazoned with "Baby Daddy" in big blue letters across his chest. Down below, he had on an embarrassingly short pair of matching blue shorts, which he thought bordered on being inappropriate, but Betsy had insisted looked great. Once he was close enough, she took his belly in both hands and gently turned it and the rest of him so he was facing her phone before turning and doing the same.
"Say hi to the girls, babe!" She nodded encouragingly as she gave the camera another wave.
"H-hi, girls…" Justin stuttered out with a small wave, forcing himself to smile as he gave it.
"Just looking at us, I'm sure you can understand that Daddy and Mama are understandably antsy to meet their babies, all four of whom seem to be just a little stubborn!" Betsy chuckled and rolled her eyes. "So when Paige reached out, I figured we could kill two birds with one stone and not only do something fun and silly for you, but potentially productive for us in helping them out, literally!" She smiled before "hurriedly" waddling over to the nearby end table and pressing the play button on her speaker.
The song "Baby Mama" by Starrkeisha began playing right on cue as she got back in position next to her even more pregnant boyfriend. Betsy began moving to the beat, swaying her hips some before she started strutting/waddling around, to and fro in front of the camera. Justin remained stationary, hands on his back, thrusting his bare belly further out in front of him. As the song reached the first chorus and she really started to move (to the best of her bloated and beleaguered ability,) Betsy noticed Justin was just standing there which needless to say, just wasn't going to cut it.
With a disapproving shake of her head and wag of her finger, she waddled over to him, already just managing to stay on beat. She thrust her hands out in demand of his, which he gave, along with a groan and a roll of his eyes since apparently, his embarrassment had only just begun…
Being a professional coach, Betsy was good at, well, coaching… After turning the both of them so they were profile in front of her phone, she took her hands from Justin's and placed them on his belly, gently forcing him to sway it and his hips like she was doing. By the second chorus, Justin finally loosened up some, but was still thoroughly embarrassed to be doing what he was doing, wearing what he was. With her hands still helping move his massive middle, Betsy dipped down low, the look of surprise at how hard it was to do, causing the pregnant man to laugh and her in return. Smartly, Justin decided not to mimic the obviously difficult to perform move.
The (apparent) couple danced playfully through the rest of the song, performing awkward but slightly more reasonable moves than either of them dropping it low again. Still, they didn't have to do much to "impress" or look silly in their almost identical conditions… They laughed, smiled and sweat, their faces having transitioned from their normal complexions to pink and then bright red by the end, at which point they were almost entirely out of breath. Justin doubled over his belly as the song ended, panting heavily as he braced himself on his knees as the equally breathless Betsy swayed over to her phone on tired, aching and shaking legs.
"Hope you girls… enjoyed that and didn't… laugh too hard!" She panted out as she leaned forward and offered a tired, sweaty smile into her phone. "And hopefully, that'll have helped! Wish us… luck!" She requested as she gave the camera a wave and a thumbs up before she stopped recording and leaned further forward, bracing herself on her knees as well.
"That as…" Justin panted. "A lot! A whole lot!"
"Yeah, it… was!" Betsy had to admit. "It was… exhausting!"
"I told you!"
"Well I have an excuse! I danced… way more than… you did!"
"As you… should've! It was your video!" Justin countered. He would've laughed, but he didn't have the breath to.
"Sill…" Betsy replied, still trying to catch hers. "Thanks for… for doing that. I appreciate it and I know… the girls are gonna… love it."
"You're welcome. But how much… did you appreciate it?" Her still panting boyfriend asked as he took his left hand from his knee and quickly wiped his brow with the back of it before returning it for the much needed support.
"Enough to say I… think you earned yourself a… quick blowjob."
"Yesss!!!" Justin grinned.
"Just a quick one!" Betsy stressed. "Remember, we need to be at… Dr. Morrow's in…"
"Like an hour," he finished for her. "I know. All I need is five minutes, if that!"
"Make it… three, and you've got yourself a… deal," she groaned as pushing hard on her knees, she slowly straightened back up.
"Deal!" Justin readily agreed after doing the same.
As he made a wide beeline for the couch, he suddenly felt slightly more energetic. The offer of a blowjob, even if it was a quick one, always got him motivated, no matter the case. Justin made a big, slow half turn in front of the couch, then pulled his tight, ridiculously short shorts off and let them drop around his swollen ankles before carefully stepping out of them. Even more slowly, he lowered his bare butt onto the cushion behind and beneath it, releasing a groan as he did, followed by a big sigh of relief when his rump made contact and he was off his feet.
"That's not… gonna work," a still slightly out of breath Betsy shook her head as she lumbered towards him.
"Whaddaya mean?" Justin frowned, both because he didn't understand what the issue was and because his now raging erection was poking up uncomfortably into the heavy, nearly unyielding underside of his belly.
"I can't get to Little Justin!" His literally twin-filled girlfriend replied. "Who actually isn't that little, but…"
"Oh! Right, um…"
"You're gonna have to lean back, preggo!" Betsy laughed as she shook her head.
"With pleasure!" Justin replied with another sigh as he eased himself back against the couch.
"Hurry up! Time's ticking…"
"Hurry up?!" He teasingly huffed back. "I'd like to see you try! In my book, time doesn't start till you do," he said as he draped his arms over the back of the couch, quite eager for what was to come.
"You know you're lucky I considered your… lackluster performance worthy of this, right?" Betsy rolled her eyes as she leaned forward with a groan and reached out to brace herself on Justin's spread knees before slowly easing herself down onto her own.
He chuckled. "If the performance you're about to give is anywhere close to as amazing as your dance was, I'll be happy to give you a special performance of my own when we get back from our appointment," he promised.
"If we don't get, oooh…" Betsy groaned as her knees took her full weight. "Induced today, I'll definitely take you up on that."
As much as he was looking forward to meeting he and Betsy's babies, not to mention both of them no longer being pregnant, somehow, Justin hadn't considered the fact they might get induced today till just now. "Do you think he would?" He asked, frowning again. "I thought he'd schedule it?"
"He might?" Betsy shrugged.
Justin didn't see her do so as all he could see beyond his belly was Betsy's sweaty but still pretty face, and only from her cute nose up. Right before they too disappeared from view, he noticed a faint glimmer in Betsy's eyes as they honed in on his throbbing erection she'd taken hold of with her left hand, pulling it down and away from his enormous bump and aiming it directly at her…
Warm, wet and wonderfully welcoming mouth. He let out a big, contented sigh as Betsy gave a garbled but undeniably appreciative moan as she took him into her mouth till she was forced to stop when her forehead bumped against his belly. Having had encounters with both men and women, Justin typically found that men gave better head as they knew firsthand what felt best. That being said (though it also could've had something to do with his crazy hormones,) each and every blowjob Betsy had given him had yet to disappoint and this one was already off to another great start.
Down on the floor, despite how much her knees already ached being her bloated body's main points of support, Betsy still gave her latest blowjob her usual all. She really liked giving head, especially when the guy had a dick like Justin's… It was literally pretty, just the right length and girth, slightly veiny, straight as an arrow, and its pretty pink crown was shaped like a big and powerful torpedo, hence her being so willing to offer her fecund boyfriend a special, oral reward, despite his dancing having been half-assed at best.
All that being said, she would've preferred Justin to have been freshly showered versus sweaty and still smelling (and tasting) of their time together the night before… Betsy also would've preferred had she been able to take his whole member down her throat the way she had back right before they'd gotten pregnant, but the six inches she still could was certainly nothing to scoff at.
'Boyfriend…' she thought as she bobbed her neck forward and back, applying just the right amount of moist pressure to what she could of Justin's engorged shaft and bulbous crown, with her throat, lips and tongue. 'Guess it's official now that I told the girls… We probably should've talked about it before I did, but oh well… Wonder what Trent's gonna think about this..? Also, I wonder when he's coming back and why I haven't heard from him in…"
Before Betsy got the chance to finish her thought, she got another big, warm mouth full of cum. As she instinctively began swallowing it, she moaned, both impressed and surprised by the volume of the pregnant man's seed, though the latter, not so much… Ever since having "moved in" together, she and Justin had been going at it like rabbits, having one form of sex or another every day, oftentimes, more than once. Every time Justin came, be it between her legs, down her throat, or simply onto the underside of his heaving belly, like his womb, his balls proved capable of bloating up quite substantially and producing impressive loads.
"OooooOooooh!!!" He exhaled and shuddered as Betsy finished him off with two kisses: one on his now super sensitive crown, the second on his also sensitive underbelly, after making sure she'd sucked down all he had to offer. "That was…"
"Good enough for you to return the favor later?" Betsy asked with a giggle as she leaned back on her heels and wiped her mouth.
"Oh, most definitely!" Justin nodded in agreement as he brought his hands to the bulging sides of his biggest swell, gently pressing and rubbing here and there as the twins squirmed, riled up from the dancing and all the other excitement that had followed. "So long as we… don't end up… getting induced. Both, or one of us..?"
"Only one way to, oooh!" Betsy groaned as she pushed herself up, deeply arching her back and really thrusting her belly out in front of her, making it appear just as big as Justin's (which it nearly was) as it hovered over and in front of it till she got her swollen footing. "Find out. So you ready?"
"Do we have to go?" Justin whined.
"Ohmygod! Are you serious?!" She scoffed.
"Sort of..?" He replied with a chuckle and a shrug. "It's not that I want or need to be pregnant any longer, but all I wanna do right now is take a nap!"
"Same," Betsy grunted in agreement. "But tired as I am, I'm even more tired of being pregnant! I'm ready for these boys to come o-u-t!" She spelled for emphasis as she palmed the sides of her pregnancy before grabbing it and giving it a light shake she immediately regretted. "So let's go!"
"If I go, will you promise me another blowjob?" Justin teased as he struggled off the couch, big belly leading the way as his back arched even deeper than Betsy's had as he super slowly stood.
"You owe me one!" His just about equally pregnant girlfriend scoffed again as she stepped back to give him room. "You need to pay off your debt first!"
"Fair, oooh…" Justin groaned as he stumbled, almost landing on his ass again but thankfully, managing to stay upright. "Enough. Can we at least take a shower together though?" He requested with a smirk. "It'll save time and water!" He pointed out, making Betsy laugh.
"The only water I'm thinking about at the moment is ours!" She said as she bumped the front of her belly into his, causing both of them to grunt. "But yes, we can take a shower together," she agreed as she slowly turned herself around.
"Yes!!!" Justin grinned.
"So long as we both actually fit in the shower now, and you understand it only leads to us getting clean, not dirty again!" She said as she waddled towards the stairs. "Got it?"
"Yes, ma'am," he agreed with a sigh, feeling himself start to harden again as he thought about his sexy, pregnant girlfriend all naked and wet.
***
"Good golly, Miss Molly! Look at that belly!" Morrow teased as Betsy pulled her shirt up under her breasts and revealed it to him.
"Trust me, my back and ankles know all about it!" She laughed then shivered as he applied the still cold gel to the already shiny mound.
An arm's length away, Justin's ultrasound was already underway, being performed by a nurse. Per usual, he stared intently at the monitor but this time, he eagerly broke his gaze. Just long enough to turn and grab Betsy's closet hand, give it a squeeze and her a smile. Now that they were at Morrow's, they'd both forgotten how tired they were but not how tired of being pregnant they were. Both were happy their end of their journey to parenthood was in sight.
"As expected, the boys are still nice and healthy," Dr. Morrow said as he looked around inside Betsy's accommodating womb. "Big too, but we already knew that, huh?" He chuckled. "I estimate them to be just over 7 lbs each now."
"Woof!" Betsy exclaimed, puffing out her cheeks. She knew she and the boys were big but to hear she was carrying around close to 15 lbs of baby was still rather surprising.
"Good job, Mama!" Justin congratulated with a whistle.
"We're coming it at over 8 lbs a piece over here," his nurse said as having completed the ultrasound, she began wiping Justin's belly free of all the gel she'd had to coat it with.
"Ha ha!" Betsy laughed as she raised her hands in triump, happy but not at all surprised to hear Justin and his twins were bigger than her.
After wiping Betsy down, Dr. Morrow took a seat on his stool and slid between the gravid couple as Justin's nurse and another got their legs into the stirrups. "Everyone's still doing great, Mom and Dad and all four babies. As soon as the ladies get you set, I'll take a look and see what's going on downstairs. Sound good?"
"I wouldn't say good," Justin groaned. "But do what you have to do."
He and Betsy continued to hold hands as for the next several minutes, Morrow examined them internally, starting with her. No one in the room said anything as they all anxiously awaited his findings.
"Hmm…" he finally said as he stood and went over to his iPad and started taking notes after finishing up with Justin.
"So… How'd everything look downstairs?" Betsy asked, eager to know.
"Fine…" the doctor replied slowly as he typed. "Not as much action as I'd hoped though… You're both still at zero percent, zero centimeters, and still carrying high as ever."
"Seriously?!" Justin frowned, leaning forward over it as much as his belly allowed, which wasn't much at all. "Still nothing?"
"Still nothing," Morrow shook his head.
"So what does that mean?" Betsy asked, now frowning as well. She was happy to hear everyone remained healthy but not that no progress had been made.
"Nothing bad," the OB-GYN quickly assured. "Just that we have two stubborn sets of twins on our hands."
"On, but not in," Justin said. "Which is where Bets and I would like them to be, rather than still in our bellies!"
"I understand."
"Do you though?" Betsy couldn't help but question. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to be rude, it's just that we're obviously, really pregnant and…"
"Increasingly uncomfortable and anxious," Justin jumped in. "Not that any of us could possibly forget, but the goal for both of us is to naturally deliver and I for one am starting to worry that if the babies get any bigger, we might not be able to?" He frowned a little harder.
"No need to worry about that," Morrow shook his head. "Big bellies aside, you're both incredibly fit and therefore quite capable of natural deliveries, even if the babies grow a little more before then."
"And when is then?" Betsy pressed. "Today?"
"No, not today," the doctor chuckled. "How about Friday?"
"Both of us?" Justin and Betsy asked at the same time.
"Well, I only have one set of hands, but I suppose I could ask another doctor to come assist if that's…"
"Yes!" The couple replied in unison after giving each other a quick look and a firm nod.
"OK," Morrow nodded back. "Friday it is. That'll put both of you at…"
"Thirty-nine weeks."
"Did you guys practice this?!" He laughed.
"No."
"Then I'm extra impressed!" He smiled. "Now I need to start making calls to get a team together. The ladies will help you up and out," he nodded at the nurses. "See you two, or should I say six, on Friday, if not before!" He quickly finished before suddenly rushing out.
Neither Betsy or Justin noticed his sudden hurry. They both just smiled at each other as the nurses took their legs from the stirrups, happy to know when the babies would finally be arriving if one or both of them didn't pop sooner.
"Just a few more days," Justin said as he squeezed her hand.
"Just a few more days," Betsy smiled and nodded. "We can do it."
"Yes, we can," he agreed.
