Prompto had been here for a little bit already, only a month or so, and when he arrived, they immediately brought him in to be pregnant with something. Said it was good for him, someone of his kind. Trying not to think closely of those implications, he simply nodded and agreed. Hey, whatever worked. He signed up for it. He thinks.
Now he's about halfway through the pregnancy. And he's struggling slightly. It's a strange lifestyle. People treat him with respect, with kindness, and he certainly gets more than enough things for himself these days. A hand rubbing the side of his stomach, he groans slowly.
Today, he's walking along the shops, trying to find something to eat. Tilting his head back and forth and rubbing the back of his neck. "Man... I'm starving..." He's being a bit picky today, and thinking out loud.
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The closer to the end of the pregnancy, the hornier he got. Originally he could just get away with jerking himself off and groaning, but these days? Nah. He needed full on sex. Not just any sex, he really wanted something inside of him. Groaning as he tried to get mobile again from where he was sitting. He knew of a place that was a potential to get laid, but he certainly wasn't sure.
So, The Pink Box. He entered and started to look around a bit, feeling nervous. What was he even doing here? He was so out of place. His libido, however, wasn't going to let him get out without getting something. So he walked to one of the men wandering the store and took a deep breath.
"Hey... uh... listen, I don't normally ask for this, but I need some help."
With his too-tight shirt and jeans that barely fit anymore, he was a mess.
Prompto Argentum | Final Fantasy XV
Prompto had been here for a little bit already, only a month or so, and when he arrived, they immediately brought him in to be pregnant with something. Said it was good for him, someone of his kind. Trying not to think closely of those implications, he simply nodded and agreed. Hey, whatever worked. He signed up for it. He thinks.
Now he's about halfway through the pregnancy. And he's struggling slightly. It's a strange lifestyle. People treat him with respect, with kindness, and he certainly gets more than enough things for himself these days. A hand rubbing the side of his stomach, he groans slowly.
Today, he's walking along the shops, trying to find something to eat. Tilting his head back and forth and rubbing the back of his neck. "Man... I'm starving..." He's being a bit picky today, and thinking out loud.
D
The closer to the end of the pregnancy, the hornier he got. Originally he could just get away with jerking himself off and groaning, but these days? Nah. He needed full on sex. Not just any sex, he really wanted something inside of him. Groaning as he tried to get mobile again from where he was sitting. He knew of a place that was a potential to get laid, but he certainly wasn't sure.
So, The Pink Box. He entered and started to look around a bit, feeling nervous. What was he even doing here? He was so out of place. His libido, however, wasn't going to let him get out without getting something. So he walked to one of the men wandering the store and took a deep breath.
"Hey... uh... listen, I don't normally ask for this, but I need some help."
With his too-tight shirt and jeans that barely fit anymore, he was a mess.