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Written by Joe Saunders.

Couvade Part 4

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Round at Gary and Diane's similar preparations were being made to go to the clinic. However, there was not quite as much affirmation going on.

"Look at you" whined Diane "Five months pregnant and you can still wear the trousers you were wearing at the start. Are you having our baby or is it just a lie you are living? I've never seen a person looking less pregnant. You need to eat like a man. Look at Josh, hardly pregnant and look-ing like he's going to give birth any moment. And you can tell he is proud to be up the duff, though I can't think why. He is ruining what was a stunning figure."

"Is this all the thanks I get for having the children you should be carrying? Have you any idea how embarrassing it is to me to be in this condition. I am only doing it because I want children so badly. I hope it is several months before I have to admit that I am pregnant. Have you any idea what it is like for a man to be in this state?"

"You're the one who wanted to do it. You found out about it all and suggested it. Don't you say it is all my fault now. If you are pregnant, enjoy it, like Josh does. It's outrageous for a man to be pregnant. Be outrageous, and for goodness sake eat better so that our child has a chance of being a decent size at birth."

"You just want me to be fat to humiliate me. The thought of a hugely pregnant husband excites you doesn't it? You want me to be huge from some feminist thing that means women get their own back on men. Hopefully, I will never get very big to give you that satisfaction."

"I haven't got time for all this; I have a job to go to. I hope the clinic will be able to see that you pro-duce a decent baby at the end of all this." Diane stormed out of the house.

* * * * *

Josh was already in the clinic waiting room with Steve sat next to him, when Gary walked in. He noticed how Josh had his right hand protectively on the bulge which Gary noticed was quite promi-nent. Maybe, he thought, it is because Josh is sitting down. As he grew closer, he saw the Preg-nant and Proud logo 5 on his polo shirt and how well Josh's pregnancy filled it. It confirmed for Gary that Josh was getting big as by his reckoning, he was only four months along. Gary had to admit that this very evidently pregnant man was quite cute, especially the way he was sat there sub-consciously protecting his babies. He could see why Diane wanted him to be more obviously preg-nant, but he was glad he didn't show like Josh did. Though he reflected that it might make Diane a little more happy if he did.

He wandered over to where Josh and Steve were sitting suddenly aware that the waist of his pants was getting tight these days, even tighter than before he was pregnant. His gradual increase in weight over the last few years had led to thinking about going a size up , but he got pregnant just at the stage he was going for new pants and then lost all the weight. He asked Josh and Steve if they minded if he joined them, and they agreed.

Gary undid the top button of his pants as he sat down as he knew they would feel even tighter in that position. This action was noted by both Josh and Steve. Steve was amazed that Gary was still in his pre-pregnancy clothes still, with his experience of Josh blossoming hugely. He was glad Gary was someone else's partner.

"You need to pay Josh a visit at work, Mate" Steve advised Gary. "You're obviously growing a bit now."

"Yeah, you're not wrong there. There seems to be a bit of expansion going on," Gary replied patting his belly. He noted as he did, how it felt more rounded than when it was the same distance around but just fat. "Mind you, it is not as flourishing as some," he said looking at the small mound resting in Josh's lap. Immediately he had said it, he wished he hadn't as he saw Josh flinch and try and reposition himself so that his pregnancy was not quite so obvious. He may as well have saved his energy because it was a complete waste of time.

Gary tried to get round what he had said by saying how cute Josh's belly was, but the more he tried the bigger the hole he dug for himself. The day was saved, or at least they were able to move on, by a very pregnant Adam waddling across the waiting room calling Gary for his examination.

After they had gone, Josh said to Steve, "I am huge, aren't I? Look at Gary - five months pregnant and his pants are tight. I'm four months and can barely squeeze into this five months shirt. People think I am fat, don't they?"

Steve tried to assure him, "People don't think you are fat, but they can see that you are pregnant. Those are two very different things. And you are not very pregnant. Did you see Adam just now? There was one hot looking bloke that has a very sexy belly. Did you see how he had split the sides of his uniform to make room for his gut?"

"But he is 8 months - I'm only four"

"And you are nowhere near the size that he is. What is more, Gary's pregnancy is very unattractive. There's nothing to look at, whereas you are so beautiful with the twins growing inside you."

When Steve put it like that, Josh knew he was right. Gary just looked like a non-pregnant bloke whereas he at least had something to show for being up the duff.

"And what is more," continued Steve, "it could well be that Gary is jealous of your pregnant belly, and is embarrassed by his lack of anything to show his condition."

"I don't think so; you can see by the way he looks at me that he is relieved that he hasn't got a gut like mine."

"I'm not so sure, but either way he was very embarrassed by what he said and it is up to you Josh to make him feel comfortable. After all, you love your pregnancy and the way you look, so it would be the gracious thing to do."

As Josh was agreeing with Steve and assuring him he would sort it out, Adam came waddling across the room again to take them to their clinic. As Josh rose to follow, Adam's eye fell on the polo shirt.

"It's good to see you wearing our clothing when you work for a company that produces much better stuff" Adam observed.

"I thought I'd show a bit of loyalty, after all I've got to get some wear out of them," replied Josh.

"You're not going to get much more wear out of that one in this pregnancy" Adam countered. He looked again at the logo. "It is your four month check up you are here for?" Josh nodded. "You are getting to be such a big boy so quickly," said Adam in an admiring voice.

Josh had to agree with him and felt a stirring in his loins as he did so. Why was getting a gut so hot? He realised he was so pleased not to be like Gary. This was one cool experience and he couldn't wait to be bigger. Adam looked really great the size he was and would look even better bigger. He wandered how long it would be before he started waddling like Adam was as they fol-lowed him into another examination room.

The examination didn't take long. The doctor was obviously pleased with Josh's progress and con-gratulated Steve on feeding him all the right things and enough of them.

"Usually, at this stage," the doctor told them, "the client gets very thin because they don't start eating more when the quicker growth in the second trimester kicks in, but you are looking just fine. Keep up the good work. It means that the babies are a healthy size too, which is always something we have to look out for in twins as they tend to be smaller. You have done well, as they are both a good average size for single babies - even perhaps slightly bigger than Adam's child was at this stage. Now this may be normal in a man, we don't know as you are the first male to carry twins. But in a woman they are generally a bit smaller."

Adam realised that his argument for giving birth to twins would be easier as they were smaller, was rapidly evaporating. "How big is an average sized baby at birth?" he asked.

"In a woman, it would be 7-9lb, but men carry bigger babies and are on average 10-12lb. That's the kind of weight Adam's will be, we think." Adam smiled and rubbed a hand over his well rounded belly.

Just thinking about this made Josh's eyes water. The doctor noticed and assured Josh that his body would make changes to accommodate the birth. "You will see changes in Adam the next time you come - his hips will have broadened considerably. That's of course if he is not giving birth then as I think you are due round about then aren't you?" he said turning to Adam.

Adam nodded, "And I think the changes you mention are beginning to happen."

"What are they?" Asked Josh quickly, eager to discover what was going to happen to him.

"Well for a start, these pants are getting damn tight around my butt. Developing child bearing hips is all very well, but I'll need some new pants soon."

"Just go and see Darren in admin.", said the doctor. "Don't be surprised that your hips are develop-ing. I've noticed that men with narrow hips begin the development about five weeks before the birth. Bigger men can start at less than two weeks."

Josh and Steve thought they had noticed that Adam's butt looked bigger, but put it down to the fact that as his belly filled his tunic it was pulling it hard against his butt and it only looked bigger. They now knew this was not the case.

"Are there any other changes in your body" Josh's voice sounded slightly anxious now.

"No, not really, but in the next week or so, I expect my pecs will get bigger as my body starts produc-ing milk. But as long as I don't feed the baby, nothing much will come of that."

Josh's eyes were wide open. "You will be able to produce milk?"

"Oh yes," replied Adam. "In fact you don't have to be pregnant to do that. Any man can do it with the right hormones. It is quite common here for the member of the partnership not carrying the child to breast feed it. That as two advantages; it helps with the bonding and helps the other partner feel involved."

Both Steve and Josh made a mental note of that.

* * * * *

Gary was walking rather dejectedly across the clinic car park. He was acutely aware that nearly all of the other clients of the clinic had their partners with them for their check up, yet Diane didn't seem to be interested. He was beginning to think that her enthusiasm at the beginning was just because she wanted him to get big with a pregnancy. Now that didn't seem to be a possibility, she was defi-nitely much more cold about it. To add to his woes, the doctor told him in the examination that his baby was 'small but viable'. What did that really mean? Was there some extra risk for the baby? The doctor had assured him it was fine, but that phrase left him with huge doubts in his mind.

While he was pondering all this he heard shouting from behind him. He turned round to see Josh waving his arms high to attract his attention and running across the car park.

"I shall have to stop doing that" said Josh rather breathlessly "it's getting to be hard work running these days".

Gary smiled rather wanly and his eye fell on Josh's pregnancy which was now partially exposed as his polo shirt had ridden up with the arm waving and was too tight on his gut to fall back of its own accord. Josh felt his eyes go there, and quickly adjusted the shirt.

"I think I've grown out of this shirt, but I don't mind. I actually quite enjoy being big, and want you to be assured that I took no offence about my flourishing. It just caught me by surprise that's all. In fact I take it as a compliment," said Josh as he made his belly protrude even further and rested both hands on top of it.

Gary looked relieved and thanked Josh for saying so, and somehow found himself sharing with Josh all his worries. Josh quickly realised this man needed to talk and invited him to join them for coffee in the clinic café. Josh winked as he added the caveat "providing you don't mind being seen with a flourishing pregnant man!"

Gary relaxed for the first time in ages and really enjoyed the time he spent with Josh and Steve. They all said they should get together more often.

It didn't take long for Gary to descend into the dumps again, and so he gave Adam a ring to see if they could meet up after work. The longer he could stay away from Diane the better. She wouldn't want know what happened at the clinic anyway. His mood wasn't helped by Adam telling him that he got really tired these days after a days work, and could they leave it until after he had given birth. While Gary was sympathetic - after all he would need this kind of sympathy towards the end of his pregnancy perhaps, if he got big - he was also very disappointed. But he knew that there were of-ten disappointments in life.

* * * * *
While all this was going on David and Karen were also in the clinic. Karen was enjoying herself watching David get pregnant. Although David had a hard on (which he found very embarrassing - but the doctor had explained was perfectly normal) and the procedure was not unpleasant, David found it humiliating. Having been given a thorough enema, he now wondered what he looked like on all fours on the low impregnation table. He had had a frame fitted over arse and when it had all been adjusted to fit him a stainless steel tube (which felt very wide) was fed up his back passage. After it had seemed to travel up there miles he felt it lock into the frame with a 'clunk'. It was this procedure that made him hard.

He seemed to stay like that for ages, unable to move because of the frame, while they got the em-bryo into the syringe thing. He felt it travel up the tube already in his arse and further and he felt it come to rest at what he assumed was the top of his bowel. He felt a slight stinging sensation as the instrument attached it to the lining of his bowel and the syringe being withdrawn. The doctor ex-plained that he would have to stay as he was for about thirty minutes, just to may sure the embryo implanted properly.

Karen was very supportive throughout the whole procedure and very affirming of David. She said he didn't look nearly as silly as he felt - though she found it incredibly sexy to see her finely honed body of a husband naked on all fours with a hard dick with a tube stuck up his arse. After what seemed like an eternity for David and a time that was not nearly long enough for Karen, the Doctor withdrew the implantation tube and the frame. He stood up and got dressed and imagined his pants felt tight already, though he knew that couldn't be the case. The doctor told them to come back at the end of the afternoon for a pregnancy test. They did that and it was positive.

As Karen and David left the clinic at the end of the day, both found it hard to believe that he was pregnant. Karen knew how important David's job was to him so her next task was to talk round the management of their gym that a pregnant male trainer was a good thing and a marketing opportu-nity. She knew she had a few months before he began to show, but the sooner she started at this ploy, the better.
* * * * *

The following Friday, Gary was in a meeting with Marcel Dupont, reviewing the sales of the paternity wear. Both were agreed it was way beyond their expectations, even considering there would be an initial rush and then tail off.

"There must be more of these preggos around than I thought" ventured Marcel. "At the moment our suppliers can't keep up with the demand for these clothes. It is imperative, in the early stages of this project that we keep the supplies going."

Gary thought to himself, there are more of us around than you think, though you needn't know about me yet.

"I can't imagine why any real man would want to get pregnant. Look at Josh Taylor. I saw him a day or two back. His youthful, athletic figure has completely disappeared and he looks as if he has a small beach ball stuffed down his shirt. He's looking well advanced in his pregnancy now and I thought he wasn't due for some months."

"He's not sir," replied Gary "but he is expecting twins and so he is getting bigger more quickly than most."

"So when are these twins due?"

"Around about the middle of September, I think. He's four months gone"

"Wow, we are going to have some pregnant member of staff on our hands soon - will he get too big to work?"

"Hard to say, and I know he wants to continue working. He loves it on the shop floor and relishes the condition he is in."

"That's good, and if he gets too big to be useful or becomes unattractive there is always that clause in his contract and we can get rid of him."

They went on to discuss to discuss suppliers and stock levels and after a further fifteen minutes Mar-cel dismissed Gary. As Gary, who was in his shirt sleeves, was leaving, Marcel said to him:

"If I were you, I'd pop down to menswear and get yourself some bigger pants or go on a diet. Those look rather too tight round the waist. Middle age spread has started on you."

Gary nodded and left quickly. As the door closed behind him, Marcel shook his head. Why would anyone let their pants get that tight and let themselves get out of shape? Then a thought crossed his mind - perhaps Gary was gaining weight in sympathy with Josh's pregnancy. He had read that kind of thing went on with partners and Gary did seem to have become quite involved in all of this.

* * * * *

Gary walked back down the corridor with mixed emotions. At last someone had noticed he was get-ting bigger, but it was the wrong person. It should have been Diane. He didn't want his boss to no-tice these things as he should have declared his pregnancy some time ago. The longer he left it, the more deceitful he would appear when he did admit to it. It was becoming clear to Gary that he wasn't going to be able to hide this slowly but surely growing gut for much longer. The big question was, whether to admit to it and visit Josh's department for some suitable clothing, or to try and hide it as much as possible and call it a beer belly.

On the surface it would appear best to admit to it, but it had gone on for over five months now, though he realised he could say that he was less pregnant than that and then say that he had a premature baby. With the expected weight at birth that would all fit. However, Gary knew that Mar-cel despised pregnant men, so that might be difficult. On the other hand, if he grew a 'beer belly' it would suddenly disappear in four months time, and maybe reappear if he had more children.

Gary decided that the immediate course of action would be to see what his estimate size would be at full term. So far in his second trimester his waist had grown at 1.5 inches a month, so it would be another six inches bigger than he was now. His own way of thinking that a 37" to 43" increase wouldn't look too big especially as he kept to baggy normal clothes.

When he got home that night he padded himself up with a 43" gut and was surprised how pregnant he looked with it. The beer belly option looked less attractive, but the thought of telling Marcel that he was pregnant didn't fill him with joy either. Nor was he thrilled at the prospect of his colleagues knowing he was a knocked up accountant. With that, he heard Diane's key in the latch so quickly had to unpad himself. He didn't want her seeing him like this.

"Hello darling" called a cheery voice down the hall, "where are you?"

Gary couldn't believe his ears; this was not the Diane he had known over the past few months. What had happened? "I'm just changing - I've not long been home myself."

"OK, I'll get the dinner on." This was certainly a new Diane and in an instant he decided that tonight was the night he had to persuade her that his pregnancy though not up to Josh's standard, was a good thing. He found a tight tee shirt from when he was slim, which he hadn't dared wear since he got flabby. It was a bit faded, but the effect was just what he wanted as he pulled it down over his now firm pecs and small rounding belly. Great, he thought. Then he found some shorts from the days when he had a 32" waist and pulled them on. They were a bit tight around the butt but the elastic waist band sat nicely beneath his pregnancy. The important thing was that this outfit made him look pregnant. He just hoped nobody called. He looked at himself in the mirror so that he could see the right position to hold his gut - enough to make it look bigger, but not so much he was obviously sticking it out.

Diane heard him coming down stairs. "Guess what," she started, "I've, been…….. oh wow. Look at that cute little belly on you. You really do look pregnant at last." They came close and she rubbed her hand over his expanding girth. "I'm really pleased about our baby, and I am really proud of you going through this. I just want to show this incredible thing to the whole world, and up till now there has not been much to show."

Her hand was still on the top of his belly. He put his hand on top of hers: "The doctor said that I won't get big with this pregnancy. The baby is very small for a male pregnancy. He estimates it will be half the weight of an average male birth baby."

"Never mind. Perhaps next time you can have twins like Josh. The important thing for now is that we celebrate this small bulge and what it means. Let's show it to all our friends. We could invite them to a baby shower for you."

"That would be a nice idea." Gary cringed inside. He wasn't at all ready to 'celebrate the bulge' but he knew he had to do it, to keep Diane on board with this thing. He told himself that he mustn't loose sight about what was really behind all this - the fact that they really wanted a family and he would go through anything to ensure they had one. Two things were clear though. He would have to pay a visit to the paternity wear department, and he would have to tell Marcel that he was preg-nant. "But tell me what you were going to tell me before you got all excited about my fat belly."

"That is not a fat belly. It's a very sexy pregnant one. But what I was going to tell you is that I have got promoted into a job I have wanted for a long time. And it is a lot more money too. So I will be able to keep us both while you look after the children."

So that was why she was so happy. Diane would now be on substantially more than Gary and she wouldn't have to look after the children. 'Children?' thought Gary, 'more than one?' Not that he minded the thought of being a house-husband, or even a pregnant house-husband, providing she wasn't thinking in terms of more than one more child. It would have been good to discuss it be-tween them first but did it really matter if she was happy with a family and his pregnancy.

Diane had now gone into planning mode. "We'll leave the baby shower for a couple months until you are a little bigger, but we could start to let some people know tomorrow with that Tee shirt and maybe something else from your old wardrobe. I thought I'd never see the day when I was thankful you never throw out old clothes! We'll sort something out after dinner."

Gary knew it had to be this way, but he rather wished it didn't. He didn't want to spend the whole of Saturday in tight jeans showing off his belly. But things could have been a lot worse and he had to admit that he did feel a lot better about everything, and as he came to the dinner table he realised he felt hungry for the first time in months.

End of Part 4

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