The weeks passed by quickly and though the days seemed all too slow for Randall, his belly only got bigger.
The coaches here tried to prepare him the best they could for the birth that was coming soon, with the breathing and emotional support. The other pregnant females gave him friends to hang with. Randall was still watching himself to make sure he or them didn't go beyond friends.
As a prisoner, Randall was not allowed to touch the females other than like shaking hands or high three's. Hugs were done privately, but he didn't want to get in trouble for that.
His sister came by every two weeks to see him and she asked if he felt anything, if he might feel pain or anything.
"No. I think I feel them shuffle inside me when I shift my weight like getting into bed at times, but I don't feel movements or the contractions."
"Just take it easy now that you are further along. The last thing you want is one of them to rupture." Amanda said.
"I know. Serious surgery then. But then, I'm still scared about giving birth to them."
"The pain is worth it. But then, there's the incubation. Always worrying if the eggs are kept the right temperature."
Randall knew she was right. He also knew she was excited about getting them. Then he had to say it.
"Amanda, I know you want my children, but please, don't stop visiting me."
"Of course I won't, little brother. I see that the experience you went through opened your eyes again. I'll be happy to come back and visit as long as I need to. Rex sure does want to see you again, but this just isn't a place for him to see you."
"I know. Do you have any recent pictures of him?"
"Sure. I'll bring it by next time."
And the next time that she did visit, as promised, Amanda did bring a photo of her son. She let Randall keep it.
As he would look at the picture, he couldn't help but wonder if his twins would look like little lizards, though he would be sure they would either be purple like him, maybe pink like his sister, or brownish like Stanton. It would be hard to tell until they hatched.
................As the time was drawing nearer all the time for the laying, Randall couldn't help but start to feel more for the children that he carried inside him. He did begin to try to think of names. And then, because they were going to be laid in cold weather, could he keep them with him until they hatched? It seemed to him it was still part of his pregnancy.
At his old job, Amanda kept on telling Sullivan how Randall was doing.
"Despite the pregnancy being awkward for him because he's a male, I think it has been doing him some good. The experience of the rape was traumatizing, but the pregnancy has softened him down quite a lot, Sulley." Amanda said.
"But when are you getting the kids?" Sulley asked.
"I think after he lays them. But I wonder if it will be better to wait until hatching because of the cold weather."
Because of what Amanda had said, Sulley couldn't help but be curious about Randall's situation.
One weekend, he had Mike drive him to the resort to see how he was doing. Mike resented this very much, but Sulley needed to see the lizard for himself.
The two males walked into the lobby together, but Mike would only stay in the lobby.
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YOU ARE READING
The Trouble Within
FantasyRandall is in jail after getting back from the human world, and there's trouble stirring inside the prison. But will he ever get out of the mess that this other person/monster creates for him?