"Babysitter" Wanted Pt. 3

Here you go, complete with a picture of Caleb at "newly" pregnant (posted separately)

“Babysitter” Wanted

By

Brimmingbelly04

Part Three

A moment later, the door opened and in walked a very attractive man.

Not only was he incredibly handsome, he was very tall and muscular, and immediately reminded Caleb of someone he (barely) knew… Dr. Williams, he presumed, looked a lot like Daniel Reed. So much so, they could be brothers.

As he watched the hunky doctor close the door to the exam room behind him, Caleb suddenly remembered he hadn't messaged Tommy about the appointment. As soon as he did, he felt bad, but there was nothing he could do about it now… With all the appointments he was sure to have over the course of the next nine months, his thankfully, supportive boyfriend, would have plenty of other opportunities to prove himself just that.

“It's good to meet you, Caleb,” the doctor said as he offered his right hand. “I'm Evan Williams.”

“Likewise,” the twenty-one year old smiled as he completed the handshake. As he did so, he cringed internally.

Why? Because he felt himself blushing.

What the heck?

Yes, Dr. Williams was incredibly attractive, but so was his boyfriend, Tommy, and Daniel Reed, neither of whom had made him blush, at least not the day prior… Caleb may've ended up blushing a little when Tommy first saw him, but from nerves, not from whatever the hell THIS was! To his boyfriend's credit, Tommy had made him blush, many, many times, for reasons the twenty-one year old more clearly understood (and appreciated) but this was different…

And yet at the very same time, it was familiar. Familiar because the last time Caleb had blushed while meeting someone for the first time, it'd been with Tommy. “Sparks, the likes of which he was feeling again, had flown during their first encounter for reasons that'd become more and more obvious the longer they'd been together, all of which made Caleb wonder (and worry) why they were flying again now?

Again, he knew very little about pregnancy, but he did know that it resulted in one's body being flooded with hormones. The twenty-one year old also knew that still being relatively young (aka, very young, in a lot of people's books,) he was still producing a plethora of “normal” hormones as well, making things all the more complicated, but therefore, maybe explaining his unexpected reaction…

“So..?” Dr. Williams asked expectantly, raising his thick, perfectly manicured brows.

“So what?” Caleb asked back with an anxious chuckle.

“How'd the transfer go? Was it better than your previous ones?”

 “Oh!” He chuckled again. “It, uh… It went,” he nodded. “It was definitely… different than anything I'd ever experienced before.”

“Better..?”

 “Different,” he repeated.

“Do you prefer it over the usual method?” Williams asked.

Was now the time to come clean? Caleb really, really wanted it to be, but no, something told him it wasn't… If and when he did, first, not only did he need to get over his sudden “crush” on Dr. Williams, he needed to gauge the studly older man's demeanor and any “expectations” he might have for his good friends’ babysitter.

“I think I'd have to experience it again before making a decision,” the totally inexperienced babysitter replied, hoping he sounded reasonable.

Apparently, he did.

“Fair enough,” Williams nodded. “New technology always takes some getting used to. The good news is, you'll get to experience it again when we transfer the babies back to Melanie.”

“Is the transfer back any different?” Caleb asked.

The hunky as he was handsome doctor, shook his head. “It's just about the same, from what I've heard.”

“Good to know.”

 “Wanna hop up on the bed for me?” Williams requested with a smile.

“Hop!” Caleb repeated with a laugh. “Good one, doc!”

 Dr. Williams looked at the bed he was leaning against and laughed back. “Sorry…” he apologized. “It is a little high, isn't it?” He said as he walked around to the other side. “My last patient was a tiny little thing,” he explained. “Heightwise, anyway…” he chuckled again as he placed his left pointer finger on the button he needed to press to lower the bed to a more accommodating height. “Hop off for a second?”

“There you go with those hopping requests, again…” Caleb laughed and shook his head as he pushed himself up and off the side of the bed.

Was it just him, or did he sound flirtatious? He fucking hoped not, because he certainly didn't mean to be, but…

“Sorry” the doctor apologized again. “But you should be fairly used to maneuvering around at this size, no?”

Caleb felt himself flushing again as he shook his head. “Not sure I'll ever get used to it.”

“I suppose you're still fairly new to your career… Melanie told me you're only twenty-one?”

“That's right,” he confirmed.

“How many times have you carried?” Williams asked as the bed stopped moving.

“Still not enough to hop, especially not on the first day!” Caleb chuckled, hoping his answer would suffice, which fortunately, it did.

“Ever carry for a full nine months?” Williams’ asked.

“This'll be the first time,” the brand new babysitter honestly replied.

“Ever carry two separate pregnancies at the same time?”

Caleb shook his head.

“Interesting…” Dr. Williams mused. “Well, I know Daniel and Mel were really eager to get to Nepal, so…”

“So, um…” Caleb cut in. “Since I've never… sat under these circumstances before, I do have some questions,” he nodded as now fully sat on the side of the bed.

“Sure,” Williams nodded. “Let's get the exam started first, then ask away. Need a hand getting all the way on?”

“Yes, please,” the twenty-one year old nodded and smiled back.

The hunky doctor helped him the rest of the way up and then back against the inclined bed. As soon as he got Caleb in position, he opened his gown and stared at his belly.

“Wow…” Williams chuckled as he shook his head.

“It's huge, I know…” Caleb groaned and rolled his eyes.

“It is a big pregnancy,” the doctor rather needlessly confirmed. “But actually, it looks smaller than it did when Mel was carrying it. Makes sense though,” he nodded. “You're a good deal bigger than her.”

“Speaking of bigger…” Caleb said as Williams started gently touching his round mass here and there. “How much bigger can I expect to get?”

“Carrying sextuplets for a full nine months?”

He nodded.

“What's the longest time you spent babysitting before this?” Williams asked.

“A weekend,” Caleb quickly and honestly replied, once again referencing “traditional” babysitting.

“I see…” the doctor said, sounding somewhat surprised. “So you didn't experience much growth?”

Caleb shook his head.

“Well you're definitely going to this time!” Dr. Williams smirked.

“How much bigger can I expect to get?”

“Your body’s going to change a lot,” he nodded.

“Like, a lot, a lot?” Caleb frowned.

Williams nodded again. “Obviously, your belly will do the most growing and changing, but other parts will too.”

“Such as..?” The twenty-one year old truly hated to ask, but needed to know.

“Well, it's quite possible since this is a long-term carrying, that you might experience breast growth, and…”

“I'm gonna get tits?!” Caleb balked as Williams continued to press here and there.

“It's possible,” the doctor confirmed. “Not guaranteed, like the mass you're sure to add to your lower half…”

“What does that mean?!” Caleb groaned.

“It means that since this is going to be your first time babysitting for such an extended period of time, your body will be forced to adapt… You'll naturally add more muscle mass to your legs as you carry for an extended period of time, which will make things easier for you.”

Finally, a plus.

“You can expect your belly to more gradually grow over the next six months, thanks to the boys now being in stasis,” Williams continued.

Another plus, which was a relief, but not much of one…

“OK, but how much bigger will I be at the end?” Caleb asked.

“I anticipate your belly more than doubling in size.”

More than doubling?! That was even worse than Miguel had predicted! Fuck…

Incredibly, Caleb remained silent. To be fair, he was too stunned to speak. Dr. Williams continued.

“In order for that to happen, you're going to need to start eating a lot more. Do you keep track of your caloric intake?”

“I mean I watch what I eat, but not exactly.”

“Well I need you to start. I think 4000 calories a day should be good for now.”

4000 calories a day was twice the recommended amount for most people! And it was only a good place to start for now? Shit.

“Have you experienced any morning sickness yet?”

“Yes…” Caleb groaned and rolled his eyes.

“You have a lot of hormones running through you right now. Once your body adjusts, the morning sickness should pass and it should be smooth sailing till you reach the third trimester.”

“What happens then?” Caleb asked.

“At that point, the boys will come out of stasis and all the babies will start to grow at the same rate, which…” Williams trailed off for a second. “Are you aware babies do their most growing during the third and final trimester?” He asked.

“I am now…” the new babysitter groaned.

“Don't worry, you have plenty of time to prepare,” the handsome doctor smiled and nodded.

Despite the fact he had the next six months to mentally and physically prepare, Caleb was worried. He looked down at his bare belly, which he already considered massive, and suddenly realized it was less than half as big as it was going to end up… God, he was going to get HUGE!

*****

The only good thing about his first prenatal exam was that it hadn't been as invasive as Caleb worried it was going to be. The rest of it, including learning that his belly was going to more than double in size, and he might end up developing breasts, was needless to say, less than ideal.

Following the appointment, the twenty-one year old “hopped” back into the Range Rover and headed for his bank to deposit the check Melanie had given him. Caleb went through the drive-thru so he wouldn't have to get out, but was told due to the amount of the check, he needed to come inside and deposit it in-person.

In front of the bank, Caleb found a spot reserved for “Expectant Mothers.” He wasn't a mother, but he sure as shit was expecting, so he took it. Premium parking wasn't something he'd been expecting, but was appreciated, and certainly would be even more as his pregnancy progressed.

Inside, Caleb got in line and waited. As he did, he looked at his phone, searching for nearby paternity wear stores. He thought he remembered seeing one in the mall, but wanted to double check it was still open since so much in the mall had shut down recently. The paternity store was still in business so that would be his next stop following the bank.

“Caleb?”

Upon hearing his name, Caleb looked up.

Ugh, seriously?! He groaned internally when he saw who it was.

It was Eric, a guy from school. Eric wasn't a friend, but they'd had several classes together and worked on a few group projects, so they were fairly well acquainted.

“Hey, Eric,” Caleb said as he forced himself to smile. “How's it…”

“God, look at you, dude!” Eric said as he stood and peered over the counter. “Woof!”

“Yeah…” Caleb chuckled then grunted as the front of his belly collided with the counter.

“Careful… Don't wanna pop yourself!” Eric laughed as he sat back down. “Then again, maybe you do?” He laughed some more. “Man, Tommy got you good!”

“Actually…” Caleb started then paused.

Should he come clean? Fuck it, he decided. Why not? He figured it would be easiest if he just told (most) people (mostly) the truth.

“Woof!” Eric huffed again as he shook his head. “Six babies? You're gonna be a damn minivan, dude!”

“Yeah…”

“And Tommy's cool with it?”

Caleb nodded. “He's cool with it.”

“Wow…” Eric shook his head some more. “Can't say I'd be if my girlfriend decided to make her living blowing up carrying babies for strangers!”

“Babysitting definitely isn't for everyone,” Caleb conceded. “But the pay is good.”

“I'll give you at,” Eric nodded as he eyed the check he was holding. “But is it worth it?”

“Ask me in nine months,” the babysitter rolled his eyes. “Anyway, when can I expect the check to hit my account?”

Finally, Eric got down to business. “$1,000 will hit immediately, the rest will be deposited in one to two business days. Does that work for you?”

“Do I have a choice?”

“Not really,” he chuckled. “If you’re looking for faster access going forward, you need to have the money directly deposited.”

“I’ll do that.”

A few seconds later, Eric handed Caleb a receipt for his deposit. As he did, he stood and looked over the counter again at his “friend’s” belly.

“Woof!” He huffed yet again. “Good luck, dude…” he half-heartedly offered with several more shakes of his head.

“Thanks…” Caleb replied less than enthusiastically as he stuffed the receipt into pocket then turned and tried his best not to waddle out of the bank and back to the Range Rover.

*****

Caleb was young enough that he hadn't “grown up” frequenting the mall, like people used to. To him, and most people his age, going to the mall wasn't “fun,” it was a “necessity…” They didn't go to hang out or socialize, they went because they needed an immediate retail high or fix, the latter of which was presently the case for Caleb.

Though he didn't frequent it, whenever he'd gone to the mall in the past, he never thought or worried about where he parked, but this time, he did… He used his phone to pull up the mall's accordingly lackluster website and selected its even more lackluster directory to see where he needed to park in order to be as close as possible to the paternity store, which was accurately but accordingly named, “The Daddy-To-Be Barn.”

Officially, Caleb was not a “daddy-to-be,” but unofficially, he now was, thanks to not only his first “real” job, but more so because of his now extremely awkward body shape and weight (and bulk) distribution. Having no choice but to shop at a place that referenced a “barn” in its name, at least until he became more familiar with paternity-wear sizes, the twenty-one year old waddled into the mall without high hopes of what he was going to be able to find that now “fit” him…

Back out in the parking lot, he'd broken his new rule of being mindful of where he parked. Why? Because he didn’t need to be. Caleb had his free choice of spots in the wide open lot, but just to be safe, he parked in the middle of two spots so he'd be sure to have plenty of room to get back into the Range should some idiot/asshole elect to park to its left.

Inside the mall was just as empty as its parking lot. Music from the year Caleb had been born, played obnoxiously loudly through its hidden overhead speakers as he waddled deeper in, now not the least bit worried about the lowest quarter of his pregnancy being out in the open.

Despite having yet to see a single other person, Caleb smelled something… Said something being the classic, recognize it anywhere, aroma of Auntie Anne, and her famous, buttery pretzels.

Dr. Williams did tell me I need to start eating a lot more, he reasoned as he followed his nose.

Two pretzels and a large lemonade later, Caleb waddled into The Daddy-To-Be Barn. He was immediately greeted by a guy who was probably a couple years older than he was, who had a belly that was bigger than his.

“Welcome!” He greeted. “I'd ask what brings you in, but the answer's pretty obvious!” He chuckled as he eyed the exposed portion of Caleb's belly.

“Yeah…” Caleb chuckled. “I could use some help. I have no idea what size I am now,” he shook his head.

“Say no more. What're you looking for today?”

“Definitely shirts. Maybe some other stuff too. Pretty soon, I'm gonna need everything bigger,” he rolled his eyes.

The clerk raised his brows. “You're not due soon?”

Caleb shook his head then proceeded to explain his situation. He concluded with, “So you're probably gonna be seeing me in here a lot,” and another roll of his eyes.

The clerk chuckled. “I won't see you for a couple months after today. My paternity leave starts Monday.”

“Twins?” Caleb guessed as he sized his belly up again.

“Yep!” He smiled as he gave his large, taut pregnancy two solid pats. “Due next Wednesday.”

“Is this your first pregnancy?”

The clerk nodded. “First and hopefully, only. We were only planning on having two kids, we just happened to get ‘em in one go!”

“Are you nervous?”

“A little,” he nodded. “But more excited,” he continued to smile. “Two at once is gonna be a lot, but it'll be fun.”

“Could you imagine having six at once?” Caleb asked as he looked down at himself.

“No!” The clerk balked.

“The lady I'm babysitting for said she thinks it's gonna be fun having them all the same age!” The twenty-one year old rolled his eyes again.

“Well if they can afford to pay you to babysit a full nine months, I'm sure they can afford to hire some help taking care of all of them.”

“Oh, they most definitely can!” Caleb confirmed.

“I'm Andy, by the way,” the other preggo offered his hand.

“Hey, Andy. Caleb,” he said as they shook.

“Good to meet you, Caleb,” Andy smiled. “Can I ask you something?” He said as he took his hand back.

“Sure.”

“If it's too personal, you don't have to answer… But you're not gonna give birth to the babies, are you?”

“Oh God, no!” Caleb scoffed as he vehemently shook his head. “They're goin’ back to their mommy, and then she can have all that fun!”

“Good call!” Andy laughed as he nodded just as vehemently as Caleb had last shaken his head. “I don't like thinking about it, but I'm sure giving birth twice is gonna be hard enough!” He shuddered slightly, causing his tits to jiggle. “Six times would be…”

“Impossible?”

“If not at least extremely, extremely difficult!” He nodded some more before suddenly clapping his hands. “Anyway, let's get to shopping. We can keep talking while we do. Sound good?”

“Good enough,” Caleb nodded back.

*****

Forty-five minutes and $325 later, Caleb waddled out of The Daddy-To-Be Barn (DTBB, as Andy called it) with two loaded bags in each hand, containing clothes that would actually fit and fully cover him, as well as with a new friend.

In the time they spent together, he and Andy had really hit it off. As it turned out, Andy wasn't just any DTBB employee, he was the manager, so he was super familiar with its inventory and helped Caleb find some stuff he actually liked that was big (aka, huge) enough to (hopefully) get him through the next couple months while he remained (relatively) the same (unfortunate) size.

As he helped Caleb piece together his new wardrobe, Andy shared more about himself. He and his husband, Randall, had both recently turned twenty-five and had been married for just over a year. Randall had a full-time job in IT but was an aspiring heavyweight bodybuilder on the side, which helped explain the size of Andy's belly because aside from it (and his breasts,) he wasn't too big a guy himself.

As he checked Caleb out, Andy gave him his employee discount, which took a very nice and very much appreciated, 30% off everything, even the clearance items they'd selected. Just before the new babysitter headed out with his new wardrobe, Andy gave him his number so they could keep in contact and he could (maybe) answer any pregnancy-related questions Caleb might have. He also gave his new, younger friend and his mentioned boyfriend, Tommy, an invite to he and Randall's home for dinner the following evening, which Caleb happily accepted, almost as happily as he had Andy's discount…

Caleb couldn't help but smile as he waddled out of the store and back into the still deserted mall. He hadn't genuinely done so since before becoming a babysitter (only the day before,) so it felt good.

He'd just made a new friend, spent a lot on new clothes, yes, but gotten a lot as well, had a really nice car to drive now, and thanks to good ol’ Auntie Anne, his stomach was full for the time being. Or was it..?

No, apparently, it was not. Once again, Auntie Anne and her delicious pretzels proved to be all too tempting… Caleb purchased two more, intending to eat one when he got home and give the other to Tommy, but before he even realized it, his was already gone and he was working on his boyfriend's. Oops…

Not that he even did, but Caleb refused to let himself even think about feeling bad. Tommy would've happily eaten the salty, buttery pretzel, but then he just as soon would've griped about having done so, since he wasn't a minivan. As such, in the long run, Caleb had done him a favor… That, and as he'd told Dr. Williams, he usually watched what he ate, so it was nice knowing he didn't have to at the moment, let alone for the foreseeable future.

All in all, for the first time since unintentionally becoming a babysitter of the lesser known kind, Caleb was feeling relatively good again as he drove home. That promptly changed when his phone rang through Daniel's Range Rover's speakers, and its central screen showed he was getting a call from his mom.

Given all that'd happened over the last twenty-four hours, Caleb hadn't had the time or energy to even think about talking to his parents yet. They were most definitely on his list but fairly well down it, at least until he figured out how and what he was going to tell them about his new job?

Caleb and his parents weren't close, at least not physically. They still lived in Texas, where he'd grown up, and were busy raising his two younger siblings, his almost seventeen year old sister, Kayla, and his thirteen year old brother, Kevin.

While she still had her hands full, Caleb's mom made it a point to talk to him as often as she could, whether it be via text or on the phone. She and his dad also made it a point to come out and see their oldest child as often as they could, the last time being Caleb's graduation, almost six months ago.

All of a sudden, as he debated whether or not to answer the call, it hit Caleb that someone was due to make a visit soon, be it himself and Tommy back to Dallas, or his mom, dad, brother and sister to Northern Virginia… Regardless of who went where, their visits were always nice, or had been, but now..?

“Hey, Mom,” he answered, using the button on the Range’s thick, leather-wrapped wheel before he could stop himself.

“I almost thought you weren't going to pick up!”

“I almost didn't!” Caleb chuckled.

“What's new, stranger? How's the job search going?”

“It, uh…” he hesitated. “It went.”

“You found something?!” His mother excitedly asked.

“I did…” he slowly confirmed.

“Well tell me all about it!” She just as excitedly requested.

“There's not much to tell yet…”

“Oh, come on!” She scoffed. “I'm sure there is!”

“Mom…” Caleb groaned. “I'm still trying to figure out if it's… If it's a good fit for me, OK?” He said as he looked down at his belly.

“Nothing wrong with that. You know, I once thought that I…”

“You once thought you were going to be a teacher, but then you changed your mind and decided to become a therapist, I know,” he interrupted.

“When did you start?”

“Yesterday…” he sighed.

“Just give it some time,” his mom encouraged. “You'll figure it out. You always do…”

“Usually…” Caleb sighed again. “I'm not too sure about this time though.”

“It's only been a day. What is the job, anyway?” His mom asked, causing him to understandably hesitate.

“It's, um… It's… childcare related.”

“Oh! Well that's…”

“I know it's not related to my degree, which is only one of the reasons I'm not sure I wanna…”

“You have to give it a chance, Caleb! Working with children isn't easy, especially if you've never done so before… I…”

“I don't have a choice but to give it a chance… I signed a contract.”

“You got hired as a teacher?” His mom questioned, obviously surprised. “With your liberal arts degree?”

Caleb fought the urge to groan, but wasn’t able to stop from rolling his eyes. His liberal arts degree was the reason he'd yet to be able to find a “real” job… His parents and Tommy, had all suggested he get a degree that might be a little “more useful,” but he'd stuck to his guns and now, here he was…

“What grade?” His mom asked.

“What grade..?” He repeated as he tried to come up with an answer. “Preschool,” he answered before she could repeat herself.

“Early childcare is very important. You're playing a big part in their growth and development.”

“That's for sure!”

“Well I was calling to talk about coming out for a visit.”

“I'm not sure now’s the best time, Mom. This new job… It's… I really need to focus on it for now.”

“You don't work on the weekends, do you?”

“Actually, I…”

“I'm sure you can squeeze some time in between working on your preschool lesson plans to see your family!”

“Mom, I…”

“We'll be there in two weeks.”

“What?!” Caleb balked. “Mom, I…”

“Kayla wants to check out George Washington so we booked a tour,” his mom continued. “Don't worry… We'll be staying in the city. You and Tommy can just come in and meet us for dinner on Saturday night, how does that sound?”

Under other, more normal circumstances, that would've sounded great, but not under the present ones. Caleb looked down at his belly again and sighed. He knew he had to tell his mom (who'd tell his dad, sister and brother,) before he saw them, but now wasn't the time.

“Sounds good, Mom. I gotta go.”

“Give my love to Tommy. Tell him we're excited to see him too.”

“I will,” Caleb promised before ending the call.

Now, he and Tommy had two dinners on their calendar. His family's visit didn't have anything to do with it, but Caleb hadn’t expected babysitting to be such a social affair.

At least he had two weeks to figure out how and when to best break the news. God, what were his parents going to think?! He probably (definitely) should've considered that before as there was nothing he could do about it now (other than worry.)

*****

Tommy was a little miffed Caleb hadn't asked him to go to the exam with him, but he quickly got over it as his boyfriend put on a fashion show for him. Caleb still didn’t like the way he moved, but couldn't deny he felt a lot better having shirts that fit, not that they made him look any smaller…

“I stupidly didn't take into account having to eventually get a whole new wardrobe, but at least I met Andy and at least the Reeds are paying me well enough to cover everything,” he shrugged as he came and sat down on the couch next to Tommy after showing off his last new shirt.

“Caleb, there seems to be a few things you didn't take into account before taking the job,” Tommy couldn't help but point out. “When are you gonna tell your parents?” He asked. “You really need to before they…”

“I know, I do!” Caleb groaned. “I just don't know how?!”

“Easy. Just tell them the truth.”

“It's not that easy!” He groaned again. “They're gonna think I'm an idiot!”

“Or, maybe they'll think what you're doing is admirable?” Tommy countered. “You are helping the Reeds out…”

“Yeah, so they can have a damn brood and go climb Mt. Everest in the process!” Caleb scoffed.

“Regardless, you need to tell your parents before they get here. Telling them won't necessarily be fun or easy,” Tommy shook his head. “But it's still definitely better than the alternative!”

“Yeah, I know…” Caleb sighed.

“Overall though, it doesn’t sound like your first full day of babysitting went too bad?”

“I mean, I guess it wasn't that bad,” the twenty-one year old shrugged. “I just can't believe I'm gonna more than double in size?!” He groaned as he looked down and out at his already formidable belly.

“Well it does make sense…”

“You sound like Miguel,” he rolled his eyes. “God, I hope I don't end up getting tits!”

“Why?” Tommy suddenly frowned.

Immediately, so did Caleb. “Why? Because then I'd have fucking tits, Tommy!” He huffed.

“Well you've already got a big, pregnant belly…”

“Which is only gonna get bigger and bigger!” He groaned.

“Which means a pair of tits would fit right in. They'd help take some of the attention off this!” Tommy teased as he reached out and poked Caleb just to the right of his now, already strained and bulging belly button.

“Don't do that!” Caleb scolded as he swatted his hand. “You're gonna get the, uggggh…” he trailed off in a groan as the babies he'd yet to reference came to life. “Now you did it!” He huffed.

“What does it feel like?” Tommy asked, eyes locking in on Caleb's mound as it gently listed and lulled from side to side.

“Weird, Tommy! Really fucking weird! I hope I eventually get used to it!”

“You will. In the meantime, it looks cool.”

“Stop staring at it!”

“Kinda hard not to now, babe…” Tommy teased.

“And it's only gonna get harder!” Caleb shook his head and rolled his eyes.

“Speaking of hard, what's this?” Tommy asked as he reached down between his boyfriend's spread legs and tapped his erection.

“My dick!”

“It's hard…”

“No, it's not!”

“Yes, babe, it is!” Tommy laughed.

“It's all the weight and pressure on my prostate, OK?!” Caleb groaned. “Andy told me it might happen and said if it does, it's totally normal. I just…” he trailed off as he shook his head. “I didn't think it would happen so soon!”

“You're three times as pregnant as Andy, babe! Well in terms of babies, anyway. So yeah, of course it's gonna happen!” Tommy nodded. “Talk about weight and pressure!” He laughed.

“Andy said there's underwear that helps control things. Doesn't sound comfortable but I'm already finding out that not much about babysitting is, so maybe I should get a couple pairs,” Caleb frowned.

“You probably should for when you're out and about.”

“Can I just spend the next nine months at home?”

“No, Caleb,” Tommy chuckled and rolled his eyes. “You need to go out and live your life.”

“See how good you'd feel about having to go out and try to live your life when you look like me!” The new babysitter huffed. “All huge and pregnant, with a raging erection!”

“I'll know how it feels,” Tommy nodded.

“Something you need to tell me?”

“I'm not gonna go and start babysitting too!” He laughed. “But when we're out in public together, people are gonna think I did this to you!” He pointed at his boyfriend's bulging belly again.

“You sure you wanna stick around?” Caleb huffed.

“Yes, I'm sure,” Tommy confirmed with a smirk. “You've got nothing to worry about, including about being hard right now.”

“What do you mean?” His boyfriend asked, still frowning.

“I mean when you're at home and it's just the two of us, you're good.”

“Tommy…” Caleb groaned. “I'm not good, I'm a mess!”

“No you're not, babe. You're just… still adjusting. So am I to be fair,” Tommy nodded. “But know what else I am?”

“What's that?”

“Hard too.”

The last thing on Caleb’s mind at the moment was his boyfriend's dick. As such, his eyes widened in surprise as they moved down to Tommy’s crotch, which was much easier to see than his own, without a giant belly hovering over it.

Tommy wasn't just hard, he was fully erect, his thick, eight inch member pushing out against the confines of his khakis.

“Why the hell are you hard?” Caleb questioned. “You don't have three, big babies pressing against your prostate!”

“No, thankfully, I do not,” Tommy smirked. “But like you, I'm twenty-one, which means I still sometimes get hard when the wind changes direction!” He laughed. “But that's not why I'm hard right now,” he shook his head.

“Well then why?”

Tommy shrugged his broad shoulders. “Because I'm sitting next to you and you're looking all ripe and fertile, and, well…” he trailed off.

“And, well, what?” Caleb quickly pressed, raising his thick brows.

“I can't say I don't like it,” his boyfriend shrugged again, leaving him almost speechless.

“S-seriously?!” He stammered.

“Seriously,” Tommy nodded. “It's definitely a change. A big and growing one, but I can get used to it.”

“And like it?” Caleb doubtfully asked, brows going higher still.

“And like it.”

“Well at least that makes one of us!” He shook his head and rolled his eyes.

Tommy laughed. “I know you're only inadvertently hard, but whaddaya say to using that to our advantage?”

“You wanna have sex?”

He nodded again.

“With me? Looking like this? Right now?” Caleb rapid-fire questioned.

Tommy nodded yet again.

“But I…”

“Babe…” he cut in. “I hate to beat a dead horse, I really do, but you're not gonna get any smaller, anytime soon,” he switched to shaking his head. “I'm sure it's easier said than done, but you need to…”

“If you're about to say I need to get over it, I…”

“What? Did you think we'd just all of a sudden stop having sex for the next nine months?” Tommy cut him off. “Or did you not think about THAT either?” He raised his brows this time.

“I didn't,” Caleb quietly and sheepishly admitted, suddenly feeling worse than ever about not having fully taken his boyfriend into account, including how accommodating and accepting he'd end up being.

“Well we are still going to be having sex,” Tommy said as he suddenly stood, his erection leading the way. “Hopefully, as much as we'd been having it.”

“We have sex just about every day, Tommy,” Caleb said as he looked up at him.

“Yeah, I know!” His boyfriend smirked down at him.

He broke eye contact and looked down and out at his new self again as he slowly shook his head. “I'm already huge! How are we…”

“We might have to get a little creative,” Tommy cut in with a wag of his brows. “But I'm sure we'll eventually figure it out and have fun in the process,” he winked. “So..?”

“So what?” Caleb asked as he looked up at him again.

As he did, his stomach chose that moment to let out a loud grumble, despite all the pretzels he'd loaded it with.

“Dr. Williams said I need to start eating more, stat,” he explained as he fidgeted with his shirt, even though it was still covering all of him.

“Can you wait a little longer?” Tommy asked hopefully as he held out his hands.

Caleb didn't realize he was still hard till he felt his dick throb against the underside of his big, babies-filled belly. He was in fact definitely hungry again (which he found slightly disturbing,) but yes, dinner could wait.

“Bedroom?” He said as he took Tommy's hands.

“Bedroom,” his boyfriend grinned and nodded. “Now!”

“Yes, sir!” Caleb giggled. “But I wanna take a shower before we, you know…”

“Fine, but make it quick, OK?”

“I'll be as quick as I can,” he promised as he steeled his grip. “Ready..?”

“Ready!” Thomas nodded. “On the count of three… One, two…”