It felt like he suddely got yanked out of his room as the world became black... at least until he opened his eyes.
He woke up in the hospital but felt the same weight on his belly as before. It took him a while to realize he wasn't pregnant any more, instead two newborns, one normal sized, one which looked a little too old were latched to his breasts, sleeping peacefully but still sucking on his nipples.
"You're finally awake" he heard suddenly. A doctor walked in through the door when he wasn't looking. "Don't worry, the babies are healthy, although we will need to monitor you closely" he started, while looking through a some documents he had in his hand. "After all it's not often we get to help with a hermaphrodite birth, especially ... wow one year overdue? That's probably incorrect."
Jeff didn't even know what to say. He decided to just pretend to be completely engaged in feeding his babies. Thankfully the doctor seemed busy enough to leave immediately.
As soon as the doctor left he felt content enough to detach his two newborns, stand up and walk to the bathroom. Something felt off under the hospital gown but he couldn't tell exactly what it was until he looked at himself in the mirror.
He wasn't pregnant any more, but the pregnancy took its toll on his body. He still looked extremely feminine and in addition to that fat, breasts hanging off of him like two empty, veiny sacks, but the worst part was his belly. It was covered in red marks and so stretched it overhang half way to his knees.
He needed to get out and reach the Chronivac in his home.