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Ok guys please don't judge this before you try it, I know that the topic of this story is going to be one of those controversial ones. I would first like to say that just because this story deals with male pregnancy does not mean it's possible for a man to get pregnant. My personal opinion is that with the amount of science we have today it could be possible. With lots of scientific intervention and invitro fertilization I believe that one day science could bring a baby to full term using a man's body. But because I said this please do not run to the next person you see and say that this girl on fan fic thinks guys can get pregnant. I'm just saying that in time I could see this as a possibility, but not soon. Now this is way off from what I usually write but I lost a bet and had to either write a mpreg story or on one shot where everyone dies. I don't like horrible endings so I chose mpreg. I'm sorry if my choice offends you, your beliefs or religion. I welcome flames but if you want to flame please have a good reason. 'it sucks' or 'it's a stupid idea' does not count as a reason. I like to know what my writers think of my writing so please review. I hope you can look past the more narrow minded views of today's society and enjoy this story for what it is, a story of unconditional love and friendship. As always please read and review. Thanks for giving this a try. –Sam
********************Alice pov
I ran my fingers through my spiky black hair, before drumming them on the dash board, and then back up to my hair again. If Jasper did not hurry up we were going to be late for school. To most of the students in forks being late was no big deal. The lady who ran the front desk, and therefore handed out the late passes, was a total push over.
'Poor Mrs. Cope,' I thought to myself with a laugh. The lady believed any story the kids threw at her. From having a flat tire to forgetting to wear matching sox; she believed it all. Even though I knew we could get a pass without a problem, I still wanted to be on time.
I hated it when people were late, and because of that, I tried to be on time for everyone else. I checked the clock on the dash board once more before jumping out of the car and hurrying to Jasper's front door. Jasper's mom died years ago, and his dad would be at work, so I grabbed the spare key from behind the flower pot and let myself in.
I pushed the door open to find the living room full of men, maybe 12 or 13, at the least. As I entered, Jasper's dad got up from his place on the couch and staggered drunkenly over to me.
"Alice dear," he slurred, reeking of alcohol and urine. "Did I leave the door unlocked?" I nodded, thankful I had dropped the key beck into the pot outside. He sighed running his fingers through his hair. "Well I guess you're here to wake my fat excuse for a son up. Ever since that party you took him to a few weeks ago, all he's been doing is laying in bed upstairs and getting fat."
I rolled my eyes before lifting them up,
"Mr. Whitlock Jasper isn't fat; in fact he's one of the skinniest people I know."
Mr. Whitlock shrugged and grabbed a beer from the end table.
"Well you haven't seen him since that party; I have to deal with him every fucking day. I think I know if my son is fat or not." He shrugged again and wandered back to his friends, muttering about how if he didn't know better and something about pregnancy. Whatever that was supposed to mean.
"Hey girl!" One of the men called to me "You going to school?" I nodded and he burst out laughing. "Don't you know it's Saturday?" I shook my head, my cheeks burning with embarrassment at my mistake.
I turned my back on the men, hurried up the stairs, and into Jasper's room. I pushed the door open and noticed immediately that Jasper was not in his room. The fan was going in his bathroom though, and the door stood mostly open, so I walked over and peered inside.
Jasper was standing clad in only his boxers with his forehead pressed against the mirror. His eyes were closed but there were tears streaming down his face. Other then the scars that covered his arms, chest, and back, I did not notice anything unusual.
Not at first, but when I looked closely, I could see a slight bulge forming between his hips. Mr. Whitlock's words rang in my ears again, 'ever since that party you took him to, he's been lying in bed and getting fat.' By no means was Jasper fat; he worked out every day. The few times I had seen him without a shirt on his abs were always chiseled and perfect. 'If I didn't know better, pregnant, if I didn't know better.' Shit! He was right; Mr. Whitlock was right. In all honesty I had to give him credit: for a drunk he was amazingly perceptive. But it could not be, I looked again at the bulge, there was just no way, but there was no other explanation. I gasped quietly, not quietly enough however. Jasper spun to face me, he grabbed a towel from the floor and held it in front of himself, blocking my view of his stomach.
"Jazz," I whispered taking a small step towards him. He shook his head back and forth taking a few steps back.
"Get out Alice!" He snapped "Just fuckin' leave!" His southern accent came out thicker, and combined with his sobs, it was hard to understand.
"Jasper please."
"No Alice stop!" He almost yelled. "I could hear my father talking to you about how fat I am. I know it's true, so don't try to tell me any different!" Wait, he had not pieced this together yet? He honestly thought he was fat? How could he not see?
"Jasper you're not."
"Get out Alice!" He yelled loud enough for everyone in the house to hear. He had never yelled at me before. I felt the tears that had formed in my eyes spill over and run down my cheeks. I fled his room and the house, not stopping until I parked my car in the garage of my house.
He looked pregnant, but how the hell could that happen? Could it even happen? I hurried upstairs and logged onto my laptop. I typed male pregnancies into the search engine and hit enter.
****************Jasper pov
Okay, so maybe I had been a little harsh on Alice. It was now Sunday night and I had not heard from her. After she had run out of my room, I sat on the floor and cried until I was too tired to sit up anymore, and had fallen asleep. I had not woken up until a few hours ago; two whole days gone. I could not believe I had slept that long. What disgusted me even more, was that I had slept that long and was still so tired that I could hardly keep my eyes open.
I needed to apologize to Alice as soon as I saw her tomorrow. Scratch that: I could just text her. I pulled my phone out and tapped her a quick message.
a-
Sorry I flipped u the other day. I didn't mean it. Really I'm sorry.-j
It only took her a few seconds to answer.
j-
It's fine. I totally understand everybody has those days, it's real late. I'll see you in the gym tomorrow morning for the Christmas pageant?-a
I confirmed that I would be there and turned my phone off; just that short conversation had taken a lot out of me. I felt kind of nauseous: I fell asleep praying that I did not get that stomach bug that was going around.
Pulling myself out of bed the next morning was torture. My dad was awake and sober enough that I asked him to give me a ride to school.
Mike Newton was standing by the door to the school and I hoped that he would wait to tease me about being gay until after my father left. The last thing I needed was for him to find out. I managed to avoid Mike's torment and grabbed a seat in the auditorium, saving one for Alice. Since I was late, I figured that it was better if I just skipped homeroom, and waited for everyone to show up here.
I must have dosed off, because the next thing I knew, Alice was sitting next to me and there was music coming from somewhere in the room.
"Morning sleepy head!" Alice teased when I looked over at her. I rolled my eyes and sat up quickly, only to wish I had not. A wave of nausea washed over me and I dropped my head to my knees. Maybe with my head down the feeling would go away.
"You ok?" Alice whispered to me.
I shook my head.
"I feel sick." I muttered, closing my eyes and fisting my hands in my hair. After a few minutes the feeling subsided, I dropped my hands to my lap, and then turned to glance over at her. She smiled and placed her small hand over my larger ones.
"Better?" She asked. I nodded a moment too soon. The feeling came back full force along with the familiar churn of my stomach. I jumped to my feet and pushed past her. I Ignored the teachers, who were angrily whispering, asking me where I was going, as I threw my hand over my mouth and ran out of the gym.
I made it to the bathroom just in time to throw my breakfast up into the toilet. By the third round my knees gave out and I collapsed onto the dirty bathroom floor. Just my luck, I heard the bathroom door open and footsteps entering the bathroom. Whoever it was locked the door behind them and hurried down the row of stalls until they came to the one I was in.
"Jasper!" Alice breathed in relief. She waited until I looked up at her to continue speaking.
***************Alice pov
I crouched down in front of him and ran my fingers gently through his hair.
"Jasper are you ok?" I asked, he nodded weakly and managed to pull a small smile.
"Yeah I just have that bug that's going around. I felt sick last night too." I sighed and shook my head.
"Jasper I don't think that's it. I was talking to my dad last night, I left names out of course, but I was talking to him about some research I had done on the internet. It was about pregnancies." He rolled his eyes and let his head fall back against the wall.
"What does that have to do with me?"
"I think you're pregnant." I stated. In hindsight it sounded way too blunt but I had no other, better, way of putting it. Jasper stared at me for a few seconds before his hands went to his stomach.
"Are you serious?" he asked, his voice sounding deadly calm. I nodded and scooted closer to him.
"Before you ask, it is possible. My dad told me about it. When a blastocyst is forming, it is possible for other cells, non-embryonic cells to fuse with, and be incorporated by it. These cells then become part of the developing fetus. If the cells were pre-cancerous ovarian stem cells that had broken off from one of the mother's ovaries, then they could happen to form a mass in the duodenum."
"Cancerous? I have cancer?" Jasper interrupted.
"No, Pre-cancerous. Pre-cancerous cells are not cancerous, but have sustained a somatic mutation resulting in abnormal gene expression levels. Once the person reaches puberty, the pre-cancerous cells produce abnormal hormone levels, triggering oocyte release. If spermatozoa are present in the intestine, due to anal sex, then fertilization can occur. The zygote then implants in the small intestine, resulting in an abdominal ectopic pregnancy. It is rare, and there is a risk of hemorrhage, but a full-term pregnancy is possible."
"Jazz do you remember anything that happened during that party a few months ago?"
Jasper glanced over at me, the fear showing in his eyes.
"No I only remember waking up naked in a bed, nothing else."
"Was it your first time?" I asked. His cheeks burned with embarrassment, but he nodded. I sighed, and got to my feet, offering Jasper my hand.
"Come on, we need to talk to my dad." He nodded again and stood up. tears streamed down his face in rivers, he just looked so scared and vulnerable. It broke my heart. I wrapped my arms around his waist and he pressed his face into my hair. This was going to be a long day.
Ok guys how did you like it? Please review because I'd really like to know what you think. As always -Sam