Wrestling the Changes - Part 4 (Patreon)

The morning after his one-on-one practice with Tyler, Hayden woke up feeling exhausted. His body ached from head to toe; the physical exertion was taking its toll on his body, which was already under immense strain from the pregnancy. Despite his fatigue, he knew he had to attend a scheduled check-up with his doctor. He dragged himself out of bed, glancing at his reflection in the mirror while he thought about the fantastic sex with Tyler.

At sixteen weeks pregnant, Hayden’s naked body looked evidently pregnant, even though everybody thought he was only getting fat. His belly had grown considerably, a firm, round bump that stretched his skin taut and protruded about 6 inches from its former flatness. The weight gain was most noticeable around his midsection and ass, giving his frame a fuller, more pronounced look. His pecs also looked fuller and softer, adding to the overall bulk. He rubbed his belly as he thought about Tyler, Marcus, and James.

“I guess being pregnant has its benefits when guys like thicker shapes,” he said, smiling as he realized that he could still have fun in his condition. He carefully caressed his pregnant belly before heading to the bathroom to shower.

His usual clothes no longer fit comfortably, so he opted for a loose, oversized hoodie and a pair of sweatpants. The fabric of the sweatpants clung to his thicker thighs and hips, the hoodie providing some concealment for his burgeoning belly, stretching the fabric taut over his abdomen. He wondered for a few seconds if he should’ve informed James about the appointment but decided it was better not to take James to the clinic yet. He didn’t feel ready for that.

Arriving at the doctor’s office, Hayden checked in and sat in the waiting room, his mind racing with thoughts and memories. He couldn’t help but smile as he remembered Tyler’s touch and the way his dick felt so good. Hayden ran his hand over his belly, feeling its firmness and realizing that Tyler’s cum was still inside him. He grinned as he thought about his time with Marcus when not even a single drop of cum escaped his body after the fucking. The same had happened with James when Hayden’s body turned all the cum into six babies, not wasting a single drop.

Hayden followed a nurse into the examination room when his name was called a few minutes later. The doctor was already there waiting for him, warmly greeting Hayden with a smile. “Good morning, Hayden. How are you feeling today?”

“Pretty tired, to be honest,” Hayden replied, settling onto the examination table. “But I’ll survive.”

The doctor nodded, making notes in Hayden’s chart. “That’s understandable, considering you’re carrying sextuplets, and fatigue is one of the most common symptoms during this stage. I see you’ve gained 38 pounds so far, which is healthy, I guess,” the doctor smiled at Hayden, visibly excited but concerned. “How have you been managing your activities? Are you still active in the wrestling team?”

Hayden sighed. “I am, and it’s been tough. I don’t want to fall behind. Wrestling is important for me, and I don’t want to let my team down,” Hayden said, looking sad as he caressed his belly. “But I’m telling the couch in a few days. I don’t want to hurt the babies.”

“I understand. You must be careful. Carrying multiple fetuses puts extra strain on your body, and you need to prioritize your health and the babies’ well-being,” the doctor said, his tone gentle but firm. “Any symptoms or changes that you’d like to talk about? Remember, we’re both learning here because your pregnancy is literally one of a kind.”

“Well, my belly is really noticeable, and my legs and butt have gotten bigger. I can barely fit into my clothes, and I’m not even halfway through the pregnancy,” Hayden said, looking down at his round abdomen.

The doctor nodded, chuckling. “That’s normal for a multiple pregnancy. Your body is storing extra fat to support the babies’ growth. You’re carrying six babies, and you’re a large man; I can tell they will be big,” he said, offering Hayden a kind smile. “But how about a sonogram to check on the babies’ progress?”

Hayden nodded and lay back on the examination table, lifting his hoodie to expose his belly. The doctor applied the gel and began the sonogram, moving the transducer across Hayden’s lower abdomen.

“Everything looks good,” the doctor said, smiling. “The babies are growing well, and their heartbeats are strong. Perfect for 16 weeks pregnant.”

Hayden took a deep breath, smiling. “That’s great to hear.”

The doctor continued moving the transducer, carefully checking on each of the sextuplets, but his expression suddenly changed. “But, wait a moment, there’s something odd.”

Hayden’s heart skipped a beat. “What is it? Are the babies okay?”

The doctor adjusted the screen, zooming in on a small area. “The sextuplets are fine. However, it appears two additional fetuses are developing here. They are much smaller, and considering their size, I’d say they seem to be around eight weeks along, which is significantly behind the others.”

“WHAT? Two more babies? Smaller? Wha–What are you talking about?” Hayden asked.

“It’s a rare phenomenon called superfetation,” the doctor explained. “It’s when a second, separate pregnancy occurs after an initial one. It’s extremely uncommon, but it can happen. This means you had sexual intercourse with your partner 8 weeks ago, and another egg or eggs were fertilized.”

Hayden’s breath caught in his throat. The realization hit him like a tsunami. The additional fetuses must have been conceived after his practice with Marcus in early December. Now he was pregnant with James’ sextuplets and with Marcus’ twins. He immediately thought about his recent fuck with Tyler, and he felt his breathing shortening as the world spin around him. The news was overwhelming. Six babies was a lot, and now he had two more babies on the way.

The doctor gave Hayden some instructions on how to manage his pregnancy moving forward, including more frequent check-ups and a stricter rest regimen, assuring him that everything would be okay. Hayden could barely register the doctor’s words as he placed a hand on his belly and thought about the eight babies growing inside him. Eight. The number felt surreal, but he couldn’t help but feel somewhat excited about also having Marcus’ babies.

Hayden left the office overwhelmed by emotions, carefully placing a hand on his belly, feeling the firm swell beneath his fingers, realizing it was time to tell the truth to the coach, so he went straight to his office. Hayden approached the coach’s office door a while later, pausing to take a deep breath, his hand subconsciously resting on his rounded belly. He had to tell Coach Smith about the pregnancy. The thought made his stomach churn—a mix of nerves and the physical toll of his condition. He knocked softly, closing his eyes to gather the courage to enter.

“Come in.” Coach Smith’s gruff voice called from inside.

Hayden pushed the door open and stepped inside. “Hey, Coach. Do you have some time?” He sat down in the chair opposite the coach, his hands trembling slightly. “I need to talk to you about something important.”

Coach Smith was seated behind his desk, going through some paperwork. He looked up, his expression slightly softening when he saw Hayden. “Klein, sure. What can I do for you?” Coach Smith leaned back in his chair, curiosity piqued.

Hayden took another deep breath, trying to steady himself. “This will sound crazy, and please don’t tell anyone, but I need you to listen. I’m... I’m pregnant.”

There was complete silence for a moment. Then Coach Smith burst into laughter, shaking his head. “Come on, Klein. Men don’t get pregnant. Listen, I know I’ve been pointing at your weight gain too much, but you don’t have to come up with a crazy story to justify that you might be having too many desserts.”

Hayden’s heart sank, but he took a deep breath and continued. “I’m not making this up. I’ve been seeing a doctor, and he confirmed it. Back in December, I discovered I was pregnant with sextuplets. The doctor ran an ultrasound on me, and, well, I really don’t know how to explain it, but I’m pregnant.”

The laughter died down as Coach Smith saw the serious look on Hayden’s face. His amusement turned to confusion, then to anger. “Are you telling me you’re actually pregnant? Knocked up? Having babies? Six of them?”

Hayden nodded, his voice barely above a whisper. “Yes, sir.”

Coach Smith’s face turned red with anger, though he kept his tone polite. “Klein, I made an exception to allow you onto this team. Now you’re telling me you can’t wrestle because you’re pregnant?”

“I know, Coach,” Hayden said, his voice breaking. “I’m sorry. I didn’t plan for this to happen, but I can’t hide it anymore.”

Coach Smith took a deep breath, trying to control his temper. “This is ridiculous. I can’t have a pregnant wrestler on the team. You understand I have no other option than to remove you from the team, right?”

Hayden felt tears sting his eyes, but he nodded. “I understand, Coach.”

Coach Smith sighed heavily, rubbing his temples. “I’m sorry, Hayden. But there’s nothing else I can do. You need to take care of yourself and those… babies.”

Hayden stood up, his heart heavy with shame and disappointment. “Thank you, Coach. I’m sorry for everything.”

As he left the office, Hayden felt a profound sense of loss. Wrestling had been his passion, his life, and now it was slipping away.

He started hiding from his teammates, not answering their calls or texts. He couldn’t face them, not with the secret he was carrying and the shame of being kicked off the team. He couldn’t even face James, who frequently texted him, called him, and knocked at his door. He knew he needed to tell Marcus about the babies they had created but he couldn’t. He didn’t know what to do.

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There was a knock on Hayden’s dorm room door a week after discovering the two additional babies. He ignored it at first, but the persistent knocking wouldn’t stop. Finally, he got up, shirtless, clutching a bag of cheeseburgers and tenderly cradling his growing belly. He opened the door to find James standing there, concern etched on his face.

“Where have you been?” James said softly, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. “I’ve been calling you, texting you, and coming here every half an hour.”

Hayden sighed, dropping back onto his bed and taking a bite of a cheeseburger, his other hand resting on his abdomen. “Sorry, I needed some time.”

James sat down next to him, reaching for the round belly to lovingly caress it. “I heard the coach removed you from the team. I guess you told him about our babies.”

“I did. But didn’t mention you were involved in this,” Hayde said, chewing slowly. “I understand why he had to remove me. I couldn’t risk the babies anymore.”

James smiled and leaned forward to kiss Hayden’s belly while lovingly caressing his thighs. “Well, I should’ve been there. I’m the father of these babies. Half of this is my fault, so you didn’t have to go there alone,” he said, turning more passionate with each kiss.

“James, James, stop. Don’t…” Hayden said, feeling a lump in his throat, tears threatening to spill. “Listen. There’s something else I need to tell you, and I don’t know how you will react.”

“What is it?” James asked, looking at Hayden with concern.

“I had an appointment with the doctor a week ago, and he found something,” Hayden said, not knowing how to tell James about Marcus’ baby. “He found two additional babies. They’re smaller than the others, about eight weeks along last week. That means they were conceived later, after the first six.”

James’ eyes widened in shock, also raising an eyebrow. “What? Is that even possible? But you and I…? That’s nine weeks ago.”

“It’s rare, but it can happen,” Hayden said, his voice trembling. “But I know what you’re thinking. Nine weeks ago we didn’t have sex, James. These two babies, I think they’re Marcus’. It happened one night when we practiced together in early December. I didn’t know I was pregnant with your babies yet, and since we’re not... boyfriends… I…”

“You let Marcus fuck you,” James said, processing the information. His expression shifted from shock to sad acceptance. “This is a lot to take. Does Marcus know?”

“No. I don’t know how to tell him,” Hayden said, looking worried. “I’m scared of his reaction.”

“I think you should tell him. I can tell it’s good to know when you’re going to have children,” James said, softly smiling at Hayden and leaning to kiss his belly again. “I gotta go. I… I’ll see you around? Take care, okay?” James was evidently hurt, but deep inside him, he knew he had no rights over Hayden.

Hayden nodded as he saw James leaving, aware their not-exclusive relationship was probably over. He sighed, his hand resting on his belly. Hayden had to focus on school and his health, even while feeling lost and overwhelmed. Over the next week, he struggled to get back on his feet. The weight of being removed from the wrestling team pressed heavily on his mind, making it difficult for him to focus on anything else. He continued avoiding his other teammates, not answering calls or texts, and spent most of his time alone.

His mind often wandered during class, not paying attention to lectures or assignments. His thoughts were constantly elsewhere, primarily revolving around his situation and the growing life inside him. His appetite increased significantly, and he often ate more than usual. However, despite his sadness and anxiety, he couldn’t help but smile when he rubbed his firm belly. He would sit for hours, gently caressing the roundness. The touch of his hands on his taut skin provided a comfort he couldn’t describe.

Then, on the day he reached 18 weeks pregnant, Hayden was in class staring out the window. The lecture was a blur, his mind too preoccupied to grasp any of the material being taught. His hand rested on his swollen belly, gently rubbing it. At 251 pounds, his belly had grown larger and rounder over the weeks, straining the fabric of his clothes. He wore an oversized hoodie and sweatpants again, the only comfortable clothing he had left. His belly was growing so much that sitting in his chair was also a challenge; he had to lean slightly to accommodate the bulk of his abdomen, which was pressed against the desk in front of him.

As he rubbed his belly, Hayden felt a sudden, fluttering sensation inside him. He gasped softly, his hand instinctively pressing against the spot. It was a kick—the first kick. His heart beat faster as he felt another kick, followed by more. His belly seemed to come alive, a sensation like a rollercoaster inside him as the babies moved and kicked. He couldn’t contain his excitement, and tears welled up in his eyes. The feeling was strange, cute, and overwhelming all at once. The movements grew stronger, and Hayden could barely focus on anything else.

“Mr. Klein, is everything alright?” The professor asked, looking puzzled at Hayden’s actions.

“Uh, yes, sorry,” Hayden mumbled. “Actually, may I go to the bathroom?” he asked, his voice shaky.

The teacher nodded, and Hayde quickly gathered his bag and hurried out of the classroom, feeling the curious eyes of his classmates on him. They all thought he was fat, and Hayden preferred them to keep it that way. Hayden walked to the bathroom, moving one of his hands to his lower back to support the weight of his belly. His mind raced with thoughts, but he couldn’t stop smiling and looking down at his belly while the babies continued moving.

Once he reached the bathroom, Hayden quickly pulled up his hoodie, revealing his swollen belly. His skin stretched taut over the firm, rounded shape, and small bumps formed where the babies were kicking and rolling. He gently moved his hands to his belly, feeling the movements more clearly. Tears of joy streamed down his face, overwhelmed by the joy of impending parenthood.

Then, the bathroom door opened, and Connor walked in, stopping dead in his tracks when he saw Hayden. “Whoa,” he said, his eyes wide with surprise. “You look... thick. Where have you been?”

Hayden quickly pulled the hoodie down, trying to hide his belly. “Uh, hey, Connor. I’ve been in class. And this is nothing, really. I had some serious gas issues, but I’m fine.”

Connor raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying the explanation but deciding not to press the issue. “Alright, if you say so. It’s nice to see you. We’ve been worried.”

“Oh, I’m fine. No reason to worry about me,” Hayden said, grabbing his bag and heading for the door, feeling Connor’s curious gaze following him. As he passed by, he noticed Connor’s dick stirring in his pants, making him gasp.

As Hayden lay in his bed that evening, his hands gently resting on his belly, he couldn’t stop thinking about Connor’s dick hardening in his pants. The kicks had slowed down, only an occasional flutter, but something else was rising deep inside him. He remembered Connor’s imposing presence in the bathroom and how he looked in the singlet during practices. He couldn’t help but sneak his hands inside his underwear to stroke his dick and rub his balls, getting aroused by his memories of Connor’s body.

This became a recurrent thought as the days passed, helping Hayden feel better about his situation. His spirits began to lift. He found solace in focusing on himself and the life growing within him. The constant kicking and movement of the babies brought immense joy.

Hayden’s belly continued growing as February progressed, reaching 262 pounds by the end of the month. His belly looked huge on him already. The rest of his body thickened as well—his pecs grew fuller, his arms and legs gained more mass, and his ass expanded, giving him a solid, maternal appearance. Hayden sighed whenever he looked at his reflection, still surprised by the changes. He struggled to find ways to adapt his daily routine to accommodate his growing body, but he managed.

He had to upgrade the size of his clothes and pay more attention to how he moved because his belly was always on his way. His new size made everyday activities more challenging, but Hayden took it all in stride. Simple tasks like getting out of bed or tying his shoes required extra effort, but he found ways to manage. He often took breaks to rest, lying on his bed and caressing his belly, feeling the kicks and movements of his babies.

Despite his happiness, Hayden couldn’t help but think about Connor, Tyler, Marcus, James, and even Jake. He hadn’t heard from James in a few weeks, and Connor’s unexpected presence in the bathroom had left a lasting impression on him. Hayden was somewhat confused even though he felt better. However, a new symptom related to the pregnancy was raising constant arousal.

On the day Hayden reached 20 weeks pregnant, he was naked in his dorm room, lying on his bed, caressing his belly with one hand while the other slowly stroked his dick. The room was dimly lit, creating a cozy, intimate atmosphere. He could feel the babies moving inside, their kicks and rolls making his belly ripple and bulge, but his mind was busy thinking about Connor. He smiled, feeling his arousal rise as he remembered Connor’s strong body in the red shiny singlet. Hayden’s breathing was unsteady, and his mind was getting lost in pleasure.

He moved his hand to his chest, feeling the gentle rise and fall of his breathing. His pecs were fuller, and his nipples were tender, his own touch making him shiver. He moved his other hand below to caress his big balls, which also felt fuller due to the hormones. Hayden felt incredible, even though he would’ve preferred if James, Marcus, Tyler, or Connor, or Jake touched him like that. However, before he could reach climax, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

Hayden sighed, reluctantly sitting. Standing up, he quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his middle to cover his belly and lower body. Hayden walked to the door, his belly leading the way. He opened the door cautiously, marveling at Connor’s handsome face staring back at him.

The scene was almost surreal. Hayden’s belly was a large, round dome that protruded significantly in front of him. The towel was wrapped tightly around his middle, but it couldn’t hide the full extent of his pregnancy. His pecs were fuller, his arms and legs had thickened, and it was evident his lower body had grown the most. Also, Hayden’s massive dick was clearly pushing against the towel. Connor seemed taken aback at the sight before him.

“Uh, hey, Hayden,” Connor said, his voice soft and hesitant. “I hope I’m not bothering you.”

Hayden managed a smile, his hand instinctively moving to rest on his belly, accidentally dropping the towel to the ground and making Connor’s jaw drop. “Come in, come in, crap!” He said as he pulled Connor inside and struggled to bend forward to pick up the towel, something almost impossible to quickly achieve with his big belly on the way.

Connor froze for a few seconds while Hayden struggled to reach the towel to cover his body again, putting on a show that made Connor’s dick get hard. He approached Hayden and quickly picked up the towel. As they looked into each other’s eyes, Connor slowly moved his hands to caress Hayden’s belly, lovingly rubbing it. Hayden shivered as Connor got closer, pushing his chiseled abdomen against Hayden’s big belly while the babies continued kicking. Connor immediately figured out what was happening, but instead of freaking out, he kissed Hayden’s lips. Hayden embraced the kiss and wrapped his arms around Connor’s strong neck, pulling him to the bed while the big man removed his clothes.

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