I scanned the bar, looking for the alien that I wanted to find and earn bounty on. I was a 6'2 male, with a very skinny frame. I walked up to the bar," Some coke and rum please." I keep scanning the bar. I take a sip of my drink, my vision suddenly goes blurry. I wake up my head was pounding. I go to place my hand on head. My hands where stuck: I opened my eyes. I was chained to a bed. It was a white room with really bright lights. Suddenly I hear a noise, a door is opened and not 1, but 3 aliens come in. They're these big, fat creatures covered in scales. And they each had a horn, or several horns. In this case, the hugest has one, the middle has two, and the smallest has 3. They started speaking, I couldn't understand them. I gave a confused stare. Suddenly one horn walks over and I notice he has a translator in his hand. I would've fought him, but I wanted to hear. "You've finally woken," he says. I don't respond just give a death stare. "I thought about doing my little experiment while you were unconscious but thought I would like to see how you react conscious." I still didn't respond. If I said something stupid I could stay in these handcuffs and I hated restraint. "I intend to inseminate you. You killed my wife, and she was with child. I think you owe me this much." My breathing started getting heavier. He suddenly pulled out a big needle. "Where are you gonna put that?" I stammered. "Up your rectum. Suddenly I found myself being flipped on my stomach by the bed. I squirmed a little. He pulled down my underwear, which was the only thing I had been wearing. "You better hold still or you're going to be in a world of pain." "Can you let me move so I can brace myself at least. He sighed. I was suddenly moved and my hands where holding the head board and my butt was high up in the air. "Hold still," he commanded. I gripped the bed. I screamed in agony as I felt the needle enter me, he just continued. I couldn't even tell when he had took the needle out. The pain in my asshole and my stomach started to get worse. I'm moved again by the bed, and I'm laying on my back with my feet propped high up and spread apart. Apparently he had ripped my underwear off in the procedure and my penis was now left cold and exposed to everyone. "If you continue to behave, and my embryo attaches, i will think about removing the cuffs. Him and his brothers then walked out and I was left to myself. I had apparently fallen asleep. I wake up and my hands and feet are able to move. I go to move myself off the bed when I feel the urge to vomit. I ran to the corner where the bathroom was, and vomited for what felt like hours. I collapsed in the floor shivering in a little ball. I had fallen alseep again. I wake up in the bed again. This time when I wake up though I'm wearing a hoodie and some sweatpants. I go to stand up. The nausea didn't hit me again. Suddenly a little robot came bustling to life. "I'm your personal healthcare assistant. I will be helping you with all your needs for the remainder of this pregnancy. Any questions?" I wiped my face," How far along am I?" "3 days. You were alseep for quite some time. This pregnancy should last around 2-3 weeks. Currently your symptoms should be, random bouts of nausea, bloating, cold chills, hunger, and fatigue." I didn't know about bloating but all the other symptoms seemed accurate. I walked to the bathroom where I assumed there was a full body mirror and pulled up my shirt. My six pack was completely gone, and had been replaced with a slight bulge. "How large am I going to get?" I asked the robot. It really just depends on the frame. With your smaller frame probably bigger than the size of a big watermelon." I sighed. "I'm starving, is it almost meal time?" I asked. The robot didn't reply, but suddenly there was a noise at the door and a little slot in the door appeared with a lunch tray. I walked over and grabbed the tray. There was an assortment of pills, a big cup of milk, yogurt, some broccoli, and salmon." I ate it. I had access to hundreds of books and television shows/ movies. I got fed when I was hungry, fell asleep when I was tired. After about a week my skin got horribly itchy and I already looked about 9 months pregnant. I always felt like I had to pee, I was starved all the time, and I kept horrible indigestion. One horn hadn't showed up in my room since the initial shot in my ass thing. I was laying under my blanket watching some random movie when I heard the door open. In case just 1 horn. He walked over placing the translator on my head. "Time for an ultrasound," he said. I moved slowly, the weight on my insides affecting my movement. I pulled off the hoodie. It was beginning to become to tight. My stomach had several stretch marks and a line in the middle that ran through my belly button. He pulled out an advanced looking ultrasound machine. He put the cold gel on, I instantly started shivering. He rubbed it around with the little probe. I screen showed up with amazing quality. You could see everything. "It's a boy," he said smiling. "Someone to take on my legacy. I should probably be more sad you killed my wife, but I hated her. I wanted the baby though. She wasn't to far along but she's a failure so it probably would've been a girl. A girl can't do what I need to do, I needed a boy." He kept rambling on I ignored him. I was attached to the thing sure, but I definitely was not emotionally attached to it. He moved the probe toward the bottom left of my stomach. "He's already growing his horns," he said pointing at the screen. I gulped, horns, that had to be painful. "I only see two currently, but things can change." "I won't survive the pregnancy if this thing has horns!" I told him. "Of course you will, that is what medication is for. Also I will be adding another supplement twice a day that should give you a gender swap. You should be able to give a natural birth, and your ass won't be affected by it to much." I gulped harder. He gave me a towel to wipe the gel off, then he left. I took all my supplements, then I layed in bed. I started screaming in agony, my downstairs hurt. I screamed, withered, moaned, and did everything one does when in pain. Then it stopped.
2.5 weeks pregnant: I'd became immobile by the exact day of week two. Pressure and weight made it impossible to move. My stomach had dropped. When I layed on my side part of my stomach didn't get support from my bed. My stomach was a rubberish stubstance, getting stretched to its final string. For days the thing was putting pressure on my pelvic bone, a horn on each side. I'd been having what I believe was contractions for hours, when suddenly I heard sizzling. I forced myself off the bed to find a burned hole was now in the mattress. I was then hit with a contraction that caused me to double over in pain. The robot came over and practically threw me on the bed. Suddenly there where chains around my wrist, and my ankles, which where spred apart and up in the air. I hadn't seen my feet in weeks, and they looked disgusting they where swollen and purple. Suddenly one horn came in. I whimpered at another contraction, pressure was building up and a sign of relief didn't seem to be happening. He then shoved his hand up me. You're fully dilated, you need to push. "I don't have the urge to," I stammered attempting to twist and turn in the chains. "Oh yeah, sorry about the chains but I've treated you a little to well during this pregnancy and we're doing this were I get a grand view. The next few hours I screamed and cursed and pushed and nothing happened. One horn cursed in his language. He left and came back with these giant tongs. I started screaming, I knew where these where gonna go. Then I started crying," Please no, I can't just cut me open already." I cried hysterically. "I have no choice. Brace yourself." Suddenly I was screaming in agony as he put them in and started widening them. I was stretched farther than I could handle. "You need to push now!" He screamed at me. I complied and felt it move just a little bit. Head scraping against my pelvic cradle. I screamed and cursed at every push at the monster made its ever slow descent out of me. "One more push and the head it out." I screamed, it echoed through the room. I don't remember the rest, I started blacking out due to pain and bleeding. I do remember being released from the shackles and falling onto the bed in a blob unable to move myself. I wake up and I locked in a tube. I'm naked and two lines are attached to my nipples. One horn never released, and to this day I breed for him but I believe is an army, alongside many other poor men.
