Title: The Halloween Costume (PG, Fantasy, series)
Continues from Class
prior Andy & Simon drabbles
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100



There were lots of complements on Newt’s Halloween costume. Exclamations on how cute he was and how inventive his parents were to dress him as a worm poking his head from an apple. Of course the apple was actually a small pumpkin but Newt had grown and an apple wasn’t big enough anymore.

“I cuuuuuute,” Newt cooed wiggling in his bath water.

“Yes you were and are,” Andy agreed, “very cute.”

“Cute enough to nibble on,” Simon smiled though he was contemplating nibbling on a different fruit, more of a sensitive plum shaped fruit. Newt should fall asleep early tonight.

Continues with The Toy

Title: Class
Continues from Daycare & Where's Newt?
prior Andy & Simon drabbles
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 525

The voice could have come from anyone in the milling students,“Hey! What do you call a blond witch in an institution of higher learning?”

“Don’t. Don’t give it credence.” Andy had his hand latched tightly onto Simon’s forearm.

“You aren’t a witch and you are,if not smarter than that idiot.”

“Idiot call Daddy bad person?” Newt had raised his small head above the edge of his pouch carrier stretching up to see around.

“No, that is not what the person said,” Andy answered. “He’s just behaving badly.”

“Oh... ‘K”

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Continues with Growling and Hissing

After consideration and discussion about diapering and if Newt has been in his human form yet (he hasn’t), it was decided that so far Newt’s diaper was more like a bandage wrapped around his serpentine body. From all that arose this.



Title: Bath Time
Continues from Hungy
prior Andy & Simon drabbles
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 701


“Alright, Newt my little eel stop wriggling like an … eel.” Andy sometimes thought about taping Newt to the changing pad just so it would be easier to swap out his bandage of a diaper.

“Eeeeeeeeel. I eeeeeeeeeel.” Newt writhed around trying to escape.

“No, you’re not,” Andy sang.” You’re my skink of a son Newt. Who I love very, very, very much but if you don’t hold still ……”

“Skiiink. I skiiiink.”

Andy sighed. “Newt please hold still. If you were house trained like your Father, you could run around without your diaper but you aren’t.”

“I am not house trained,” was said firmly.

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“Newt. Andy and Simon’s son”

Title: The After Birth (PG, Fantasy, mpreg)
Continues from , I’m fine, I’m just fine. Part 3
prior Andy & Simon drabbles
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100


“Well everything seems to have come out alright, Andy.” Jennifer smiled, “Even if you had to do it all yourself without a doctor present.”

Simon sighed in relief as the onus shifted away from his being Parentis in absentia during the birth, too soon. “There is the matter of how the labor went though. I’ve never witnessed a familiar-snake birth, perhaps Simon could help.”

“I... wasn’t there.”

“Weren’t you?” Jennifer’s brows raised. “I thought you were concerned about the safety of Andy and your child.”

“He’s apologized and I can tell you,” Andy offered. “I was right there after all.”

Continues with Hungy.

http://www.boygirlbirthsupport.com/classes.html

Title: I’m fine, I’m just fine. Part 2
Continues from , Part 8- I’m Fine. I’m just Fine.
prior Andy & Simon drabbles
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 827

“See, I told you I was just constipated.”

All that Simon responded with was, “Huh.”

“You were all keyed up for being a Daddy tonight, weren’t you?”

Simon just threw a glance over at Andy and kept walking, walking fast enough that it was difficult for Andy to keep up until he ended up out of breath and bent over with his hands on his knees.

There was a nice large rock just off to the side that looked inviting, just until he caught his breath and the cramping on his right side became more manageable, Andy told himself. Except it didn’t, not exactly.
There was a faint blip in his abdomen as if gas had shifted and relief was in sight.

“Oh, finally. Maybe the gas will push you out and Simon will love me again.”

Pressure built, in that way that flatulence does as it tries to escape. This felt like there was something there pressing to get out. Andy tightened down. In the snit that Simon was in, he wouldn’t put it past Simon to make him walk home rather than take home in the car a former lover who’d fouled his pants.

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Continues with Part 3

Left, a common garter snake and right, a rough-skinned newt. (Photos, from left: Sharon Day/shutterstock.com; Yuval Helfman/shutterstock.com)

Title: Expecting Part 7 – Arrival?
Continues from Picnicking Part 6
prior Andy & Simon drabbles
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 548

This is what Andy was reading
“Simon, are there any newts around here?” Andy looked over at his husband and answered himself, “Don’t know, love. Why don’t you look it up yourself.” “Okay I’ll do that,” and he pulled up another window on his laptop.

“What?” Simon blinked. “What did you say?”

Andy’s “Nothing Simon. Go back to doing whatever,” was interrupted by arms sneaking around him and a snuffling behind his ear.

“Sorry love. Was reading about baby care. Little guy might turn to human right away or stay snake or with a combination of both parents features. Think of it a little snake with tiny little arms on him.”

Simon had a bemused smile on his face. Quite adorkable in Andy’s opinion.

“I was asking you and am now looking up newts that might be in this area.”

“Newts,” Simon’s mouth took on a grimace. “Nasty tasting things. Still edible though.”

“SIMON! They’re poisonous. What if the baby gets ahold of one?”

“Probably get a tummy ache and won’t do that again.”

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Title: Picnicking (PG, Fantasy, mpreg) Part 6
Continues from Part 5 - Panicking
prior Andy & Simon drabbles
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 100


“I can’t make it that far right now,” Simon looked down at his belly.

An irritated scowl formed on Andy’s face, “you’re not the one eating for two…” and hit Simon when he put on an innocent expression.

“Nope, I’m not but you aren’t either. I’d say only one and a twelfth right now. Come on, the walk to yon concealing copse will settle our meal and maybe my dulcetly spoken words twill stir a renewing appetite.”

“I’m pregnant, Simon.”

“Doctor said playing ‘hide the snake’ isn’t forbidden.”

“After which I’d have to carry back a limp snake.”

“See. Romantic.”

Arrival? Part 7

Title: Prior Planning: Expecting - part 4
Continues from Part 3
prior Andy & Simon drabbles
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 350

“Simon, am I oviparous, ovoviviparous or viviparous as far as giving birth?”

“I wish you’d asked Jennifer, your OBGYN, that.”

“Well?”

Sighing,“the last one, same as humans, Andy, or I think so.” Shaking his head, “I didn’t think I’d have to explain sex until our child was older.”

“I AM NOT a CHILD and no I don’t need the sex education lecture. I just want to know if I’m going to be passing eggs, or egg shells pieces afterwards or if our child is going to come oozing out in a burst of fluid.”

Simon paled, “he’ll come out without a shell. You have to understand, I was very young at the time and don’t remember much other than being squeezed out into the world rather suddenly and missing my parent’s warmth around me. It was traumatic.”

Arms surrounded Simon. “I love you Simon.” On a mischievous note, “want to be enclosed by me to show how much? Just a part of you, you understand, a certain snaky part of you.”

“Scales, I thought you’d never ask,” Simon smiled and then sobered as if the smile hadn’t been truth, “I love you too.”

“You’re an idiot, you know that don’t you? Do you remember that video I caught you watching?”

“Um, I can explain…”

“No need love. I’ve been doing some researching too, how else did you think I knew about the various ways snakes can be born? I was thinking, when I’m closer to giving birth maybe you could partially shift and use one of your hemipenes instead?”

“We are following Jennifer’s advice,” Simon said firmly. “We are not risking you or our child. I can put you before any of my baser needs.”

“Baser needs? You’ve been reading those historical romances again.” Andy kissed the corner of Simon’s jaw smiling, “you romantic snake you.”

“Hush. I’m a big bad snake familiar and don’t you forget it,” was spoiled by Simon’s leaning more into Andy’s embrace.

“MY big bad snake familiar, who happens to like watching snake porn and reading romances, and that’s just between you and me, love.”

( Hidden photo of snake fetus )

Part 5 - Panicking

Title: Expecting? Part 2
Expecting? Part 1
Andy & Simon drabbles
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 411



“There’s only one?” Simon sounded almost disappointed.

“Simon, you’re being an ass,” Jennifer scolded as if Andy wasn’t lying on the examining table, with only a sheet strategically placed, with ice cold gel spread over his belly and a bit lower. The ultrasound wand pressing into him wasn’t too uncomfortable if you didn’t mind someone testing to see if you were done yet and forgetting that they’d left the probe stuck in place even if it didn’t break skin.

“Simon,” Andy tried reasonably and quite frankly, though seeing a small curled up shape in the television monitor was interesting if surreal, he wanted back into this conversation. He coughed. “Let’s try one for now and see how it goes on and we can always try for another later. It’s not as if we’ve got a choice in the matter. The little guy is there all alone and seems healthy. He is healthy, isn’t he?!”

“Perfectly,” Jennifer answered still staring menacingly at Simon.

“I don’t want anything to happen to Andy. It’s not like males are meant to get pregnant.”

“That is not what you were telling me when we did the pregnancy test thingy, Simon. And yes, I know I’m not a sea horse but Jennifer says everything is good.”

Jennifer turned and thankfully to Andy’s mind removed the wand, wiping off the gel with a tissue. “First time fathers can be asses. Don’t pay him any mind. One is just right, the spell worked just fine, and you seem to be handling the pregnancy wonderfully. There is no reason to fear. Still, you’re human. So we’ll monitor you closely. Appointments every couple weeks, with blood tests. Nothing stressful unless you’re afraid of needles but then you’ve a snake familiar for a mate so I imagine that you’re used to ‘unnatural ‘ things being inserted quite often.” She was smirking as she said that last bit and Andy felt his lips drawing up into a smile that displayed teeth. Oh for sharp pointy fangs. It appeared that doctors, even female ones could be obnoxious asses too.

With a grin Jennifer patted his tummy, “There really isn’t any danger to you or the sprog, not even if the two of you want to continue with that,” she coughed, “insertion business. The little guy is well protected. He’s got a shell which he’ll slough out of before birthing. That’ll make things much easier for the both of you ... and maybe even Simon.”

Part 3 - Prior Planning