As Dave waddled around with the belly protruding in front of him, almost taking up a new zip code, Dave realized how hard it was to walk.
Damn this thing is huge. Take it off.
I can't. It's magic and wont come off for another month. You have at least that much more time to feel as if you are pregnant before it does it's work.
PREGNANT? I'M NOT PREGNANT.
Oh silly it's magic. Magic isn't real, it's illusion. But some illusions take time.
I can't walk around like this for a month, can't you do something?
Well I can try. Here lay down again.
Pete worked down on Dave's abdomen for almost an hour when he said there done.
DONE? IT'S THREE TIMES AS BIG AS BEFORE.
Try five times as big. And those knockers would make a stripper jealous.
Dave tried to sit up but couldn't. I'm pinned down.
Well you said you couldn't walk around for a month like that so you don't have to walk for that month. You my dear are on bed rest.
Dave felt something kick in his stomach.
What the hell was that.
I would say that's one of your dozen or so babies.
Babies. I am a guy I can't be pregnant.
I told you it was magic. You are filled to the brim with babies.
You said a dozen or so babies. How can there be a dozen or so babies in there.
Well they are still quite small. Sorry to say it is going to be more than a month of gestation before you give birth and those knockers are going to be huge by the time they start coming out.
Coming out. I don't have a vagina.
No you don't be your ass will take that beating. You will probably have to wear diapers after that.
I thought you said it was illusion.
Yea I did say that didn't I. Well the illusion in this case is that you have a choice.
You are going to be my baby machine.
Dave passed out.
Wakey Wakey little mother.
Dave woke to see...