Supernatural: Sam's Mpreg Story ~ Chapter TenWith a sigh Sam pulled his shirt up, over his head and tossed it on the bed behind him. He then moved his hand over his stomach, ‘You’re making this quite difficult you know.’ And gently rubbed it.Supernatural: Sam's Mpreg Story ~ Chapter Ten by eihpos-s
There was a pile of at least seven shirts on the bed. He couldn’t find a single one that fit him properly anymore.
‘It’s only going to get more difficult as time goes on.’ Dean pointed out.
Sam jumped. He hadn’t heard his brother coming.
‘Shit. Sorry.’ Dean apologized, he hadn’t meant to scare him. ‘You were taking so long, I just wanted to make sure you were alright.’
Sam let out a calming breath. ‘I think I need to go shopping.’ He concluded.
‘Well then let’s go.’
Deciding not to bother with a shirt - for obvious reasons - Sam quickly grabbed his hoodie and followed Dean out to the car.
‘I saw a mall not too far from here.’ Dean told him as Sam finished pulling the jumper
Supernatural: Sam's Mpreg Story ~ Chapter NineThe room spun. Sam planted his hands firmly down on the table in an attempt to keep his balance but he wasn’t strong enough to support his own weight. All of a sudden he felt so weak, so wobbly. His heart had begun to race and his skin had turned clammy and cold within an instant. He collapsed to his knees – his hands still gripping the tabletop – and fought back the urge to throw up. His knuckles turned white as he desperately clung on. His whole world was spinning, he needed to feel grounded to at least something. He tried to cry out but no sound would come. He tried again and suddenly his mouth filled with bile. Managing to swallow it down he let his arms drop. It burned his throat which made his voice croaky and hoarse when he finally managed to yell out, ‘Dean!’Supernatural: Sam's Mpreg Story ~ Chapter Nine by eihpos-s
He tried to put a hand to his head - it was still spinning and was pounding now - but he was so dizzy he missed. As everything spun around him at a nauseating rate it all grew blurry. He was i
Supernatural: Sam's Mpreg Story ~ Chapter EightSam had been eager to get to bed after the events of the day. In fact, he’d curled up in a blanket cocoon and forced himself to sleep before it had even gone dinner time.Supernatural: Sam's Mpreg Story ~ Chapter Eight by eihpos-s
He was mortified.
He and Dean had been working on one of their latest requests, pursuing a lead by going undercover as a couple of federal agents speaking at a high school. They were to give an “educational speech” in hopes of detecting any odd behaviour amongst the youth.
Their client had suspicions that not all was at it seemed there.
Dean had gone in first to get the ball rolling and Sam had watched from the doorway as he effortlessly charmed all the girls and warmed the crowd up for him.
He’d been slightly nervous about standing up in front of them all, being the center of attention. Now that his stomach was beginning to press against the fabric of most of his clothes Sam was constantly feeling people’s eyes on his abdomen, it was as if they all knew.
Dean insisted he was just being p
Supernatural: Sam's Mpreg Story ~ Chapter SevenIn just a short amount of time their site had received dozens of hits. In fact, Dean had already had to go through and try to prioritize all their requests; twice!Supernatural: Sam's Mpreg Story ~ Chapter Seven by eihpos-s
Hunters were taking great advantage of the Winchesters being out of action.
Dean had been out today actually working one of these jobs.
Sam had chosen to stay behind, mainly because he hadn’t wanted to get out of bed.
When Dean returned Sam was sitting on the floor with a cup of tea, scrolling through what he assumed to be more requests or perhaps some research for one they’d already received.
The way he was sitting caused the shirt he was wearing to be quite taut, drawing attention to his ever growing belly.
Dean wandered over and lowered himself down on the floor beside him.
‘We received a couple of thank you messages while you were out.’ Sam told him. ‘They said they’d wired through the money to the account you set up.’
‘Great. We can start putting that money towards baby st
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