It was an hour later, after the meeting. Jeff laid in his bed, cradling his overly active belly. He felt dejected - it wasn't him who got his grandparent's house. It belonged to his sister now.
First he made himself a freak, now he didn't even get what he dreamed of for so long. On the bright side at least his sister would not be around for long any more, since she's moving out soon.
The meeting was rather bad too. He couldn't even count how many times he needed to go to the bathroom. The baby constantly pressed on his bladder, he couldn't even get a full sip before needing to go again and again.
Eating was also problematic. He felt bloated and full even though he ate almost nothing.
Although his penis was barely there any more, being the size of a pencil ereaser, his prostate was still the same size. Combine that with an overly active fetus and it leads to him cumming his boxers not once, but twice and in the middle of the dinner.
Even now he felt on the edge of another orgasm as the baby wiggled around inside, pressing him in places that should not be pressed.
He sighed, trying to calm down. His hand gently caressed his stomach as it moved and bulged underneath. He checked the computer twice already but no new updates were queued for the Chronivac software.
Jeff was afraid to even opening the cursed app. It already cause him so much grief and he didn't want to make something even worse to himself.