Title: Shy Boy (1/1) R POTC mpreg
Author/Email: sandyg writearts2@e...
Pairing: POTC Jack/Will (like duh)
Rating: R mpreg
Summary: Will 1st person POV.
Feedback: It's fluff. If you like it great.
Disclaimer: All words and deeds are fiction from my little old mind. All nudge-nudge, wink-wink. Disney, don't sue me. I have no money.

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Mmm, just a few more delicious bites and...

"Oh Willlll! Where are ye, lad?"

Ahhh. Damn. Blast. My volatile Jack was going to pitch a fit when he saw what I had done again! Trying to rise too quickly I rammed my huge round belly against the table ledge. Oww, oww, oww. Ouch. Gasping in pain I sank back down, my long fingers rubbing at my swollen belly. Well, you moron, that was a smart move! Oh I hated being so amazingly big.

No you didn't. You loved being a pregnant male. You aspired to be round and huge. Admit it. That's why you ate so much. Being fat pleased you.

"Willlll! Are you hiding from me again? Or... oh no, are you in the kitchen again?" The rolling familiar footsteps aimed right for the snug lower kitchen.

Sighing I winced in sad anticipation. Yes, my Jack, I was in the kitchen again.

Jack entered the kitchen, he shaking his wild tangled hair in dismay. "Will, Will, Will. Ah, how much did you eat this time? Ahhh, let's see here; judging from the wax coating you finished off my favorite imported gouda, and that's...hmm, ten tins of sardines, which means if I want a snack there's none left for me. And oh, well that's nice, you ate all the imported black olives? Tell me, how many loaves of bread lost their lives this time?"

Squirming in embarrassment I held up my fingers.

Jack pursed his full lips before grinning at me. "Three loaves. Most impressive, my fine fat Will. Please, if you keep eating so much your baby's going to want to escape from you because he or she is tired of being crowded by your fat food swollen belly!"

Frowning I shook my thick hair. Now that wasn't fair. "So I'm sorry, master pirate, I'm not like you! My baby makes more demands on me than yours. I am a little more gentile."

Still grinning Jack perched on the table, his strong hands patting his neat round belly. "No, sweet Will, your growling belly makes demands on you all the time. I mean we're both eight months along and you're twice as big as me!"

Wincing again I rested back in my chair, my eyes staring down at the big belly in question. All right, yes, I had grown a tremendously fat belly. So what, I was pregnant! Running my hands over the flesh pushing mightily against my soft linen shirt I shrugged. "Oh my, does the mighty Captain Jack not think that his little blacksmith is still sexy?"

Barking out merry laughter Jack leaned forward, his tanned hand massaging my huge belly. "You are the sexiest piece of boy flesh ever to walk the planet. Yes, I look at you and think yes, what a happy fool I am for daring that unique curse. Who ever thought the curse would have such interesting consequences?"

Smiling I covered Jack's rough tanned hand with my own work-rough hand. "Imagine making a pirate and a blacksmith into glorious mommies."

"Along with anyone else involved in the mayhem. There's more than one British solider looking grandly pregnant. These days uniforms are hilariously roomy." Jack rolled his wide brown eyes heavenward. "Err, Elizabeth is also looking quite lush. Luckily I turned away before she saw me at the daily market. She looks almost as big as you."

A strange anxiety filled me. "Elizabeth. How odd, here I once dreamed that she would carry my children. Instead she's bearing some handsome pirate's child while I am... ha, also bearing a handsome pirate's child."

Jack smirked at me. God, he looked so sinfully divine. "Handsome? So the noble pirate hater Will Turner finds scruffy Jack Sparrow handsome?"

Shaking back my wavy hair I arched my brow. I pushed my lips into a coy pout. "Well, perhaps handsome is too generous a word."

Looking smug Jack whipped out his short dagger, he elaborately cleaning his ragged nails. "Too generous? Hmm, my plump lad, you grow cocky."

Laughing in delight I poked Jack's taut round belly. "No, this is when I grew cocky. Ha, Jack, you never dreamed that letting me play captain would make you have a round baby belly. All those nights with me as the captive and then we turned the tables. How amusing."

Looking content Jack patted his own baby-heavy belly. "True, but this is yet another amazing chapter in my adventurous life. Yes, my Will, after I have your child I think I want to keep you round and plump with children. You look so sweet grown round and full with my baby. Look at your pretty face; am I seeing a double chin and round rosy cheeks?"

Please stop teasing me! It was all true. I sported round ripe apple pink cheeks and yes, my sharp chin wasn't firm. And something else had... no. I had trouble accepting that strange magic.

My clever Jack kept staring at me, his long finger stroking across my huge belly. "Will? Cat got your tongue?"

I shook my head, crossing my slender arms atop of my heavy belly.

Leaning close Jack licked my nose. "Cone on, laddie, you have been acting oddly to me. Matter of fact when's the last time I saw you naked?"

Stiffening I glared into Jack's rich dark eyes. "That's... erm, private."

Releasing merry laughter Jack brandished his dagger at me. "Private, eh? Will, my sweet lad, I know you are a sensitive soul so I have been patient with you. But this hiding under a long cotton nightshirt act is boring. What, I can't see your lush sweet belly?" Jack's short sharp dagger slowly cut at my shirt.

"No!" Gasping in alarm I clutched my hands to my chest.

"Will, stop acting coy." Jack's seductive eyes grew round in understanding. "Ah now, something else is happening, eh?" His dagger slit a large hole in my shirt.

Damn! All right, yes. Jack teased the dagger back and forth, he grinning in wicked delight. "Oh, look at those pretty boy breasts. How sweet." His dagger point gently touched my huge plum nipple. Oh, oh please. I squirmed in my seat. "Is this what has kept you coyly covered up?"

Frowning in embarrassment I nodded.

Releasing a merry laugh Jack dropped his dagger, he swiftly undoing his ragged tan shirt. My dark eyes widened in stunned amazement. Smirking in delight Jack tickled his own dark brown nipples, they sitting atop his pert new breasts. "Not only big bellies but sweet breasts to boot. This bizarre curse has many different facets. Laddie, I think my wonderful nipples are larger than yours."

Licking my lips I lunged forward, I eagerly running my tongue around Jack's right nipple. Mmmm, salty, sweet and sexy. Oh how intoxicating. I wanted to taste him forever.

Jack's strong fingers ran through my hair. His rough voice whispered to me. "My laddie, want to hide in our bedroom and see whose nipples taste sweeter?"

Did I need to answer? My eager mouth was too occupied with sucking sweet boy flesh. Mmmm, my baby would definitely enjoy this unique sensation. Hell, I enjoyed it now.

Curse? Bah humbug. I hoped I could be cursed for all time.