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The Secret Behind Munkustrap's Curious Condition (Part 1/3)

WARNING: This short story contains MPreg, Mild Language, and Suggestive Themes. If you do not like any of these things, then do not read this. If you choose to read this and decide to leave negative comments about Mpreg, Sex, etc. just remember that you have been warned.

Also, my writing may not be the greatest, because I am a little rusty, but I hope it entertains and is enjoyable.

Also, a small note, when I have a row of hyphens, that means I am switching the Point of View to a different character.

THANKS FOR READING!

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It was, once again, time for the annual Jellicle Ball and spirits were high as finishing touches were being made to decorations for the festivities. All the Jellicles that inhabited the Junkyard were working feverishly to see to it that this was the best Ball they would ever have. None of them were working as hard as Munkustrap, the Jellicle Protector, was. His main goal was to make sure that this year's re-enactment of the Pekes and the Pollicles was flawless this year, in comparison to last year's that is. But, while he was working, he couldn't keep certain thoughts from out of his mind. He was worried he wouldn't be able to perform his part in the re-enactment to the best of his ability, because he wasn't quite the physically fit cat that he was the prior year.

Since the last Jellicle ball, he had gained quite a substantial amount of weight that seemed to all be going to his stomach, stretching the skin that was hidden beneath his grey and black fur, and this had been making it difficult for him to walk upright, especially recently. His reasoning behind it was the fact that he had changed his eat habits lately, succumbing to cravings of any, common garbage he could find lying around.
But, when he consulted Jenny to see if there was any reason that he was getting so over-weight, she told him that he was displaying common symptoms of pregnancy. She reassured, him however that it was physically impossible for him to conceive a litter of kittens and that he had nothing to worry about, just to watch what he ate.

All his worries about his current condition as well as the stress from preparations was making Munkustrap feel mentally and physically drained. He just wished that the day could be over and he could return to his den and just snuggle with his mate, Mistoffolees. He let his thoughts of longing escape his mind and returned to his work on adding the final touches to the masks, for the pollicle costumes.

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Mistoffolees was alone in a back alley, away from the eyes of the rest of the Jellicles.
He was preparing his magic act for the ball that night, and was loving to get a chance to practice his magic without curious glances from the rest of the Jellicles. The younger tom was doing whatever he possibly could to keep his mind off of Munkustrap, his mate, his very stressed out mate, because Mistoffolees found that whenever Munkustrap was worried, he was worried. And, today was no different. He couldn't help but feel like something was wrong, and that he should go check on Munkustrap. He pondered the thought as he now just stood there in the alley.

"A quick visit wouldn't hurt anything." He said to himself aloud, a smile appearing across his face.

"And perhaps maybe we could have a quick..." He cut off his sentence, unable to stop himself any more. Maybe seeing much and possibly going back to there den, maybe he wouldn't be as nervous about his magic show that evening. He turned in the direction of the re-enactment rehearsals and practically ran through the alley, to see Munkustrap, passing by Demeter, Jemima,and Skimbleshanks, who all gave him a friendly nod as he passed by. Mistoffolees could only think of the excitement he was feeling at this moment to see Munkustrap, he could already feel his length hardening in anticipation.

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Munkustrap was helping Rumpleteezer with her mask when he felt himself being pulled away by a gentle paw. He didn't say a word until him and the unknown cat reached an alley. Of course he knew it was Mistoffolees, and as soon as he turned around to see the young tom's face, he practically attacked him, pressing his lips against Mistofolees' in a passionate kiss. Mistoffolees had to admit that he was thrown off by Munkustrap's eagerness to see him, but he didn't argue. Both tom's gave into pleasure and desire, and before either of them knew it, Munkustrap was on all fours, legs spread open, offering Mistoffolees to go inside of him.

Mistoffolees didn't hesitate, feeling that his mate's length was already throbbing and he was about to reach orgasm. Mistoffolees, first, massaged Munkustrap's opening so that it wouldn't hurt him when he did insert his own length. Munkustrap responded with a low purr that made Mistoffolees tremble. He couldn't hold back any longer, he took his erect length and gently slid it into Munkustrap's opening. Munkustrap let out an exaggerated moan and ejaculated on the floor below him. Mistoffolees was shocked that he had reached orgasm ejaculated so quickly, but he still wasn't done. The young tom began rocking his hips, slowly at first, but getting faster and rougher as he continued. He grunted rhythmically with his thrusts, feeling his length throbbing, pre-cum oozing out and into Munkustrap. He moaned and got even more quick with his thrusting and yelled out in ecstasy as he ejaculated into Munkustrap.

Munkustrap allowed Mistoffolees to remove his length from his, now tired, body before he got into a sitting position. Mistoffolees helped his mate to his feet, both toms grunting from the struggle, because Munkustrap was so heavy, and not as graceful as he used to be.

"All right, I have to get back to work." Munkustrap whispered, running a paw through Mistoffolees' fur. He didn't want to go back to working on the re-enactment, he would much rather be back in his den with Mistoffolees, but he knew he had made a commitment.

"Ok. I'll see you tonight." Mistoffolees reassured his mate with a gentle lick on the face before he left to go back to the alley where he had been practicing his magic earlier.

Munkustrap watched Mistoffolees, longing in his eyes, as the young tom ran in the opposite direction. He let his mind re-cooperate before he turned and walked back towards the re-enactment rehearsals. He had to stop short though, to catch his breath, his paws clutching his protruding gut as he felt a strong, cramping pain that started from his stomach, and made it's way to his back and hips. He moaned out softly as he breathed shallowly from the pain.

"Oh, Everlasting Cat... Please don't give me any troubles today..." He mumbled allowed, referring to the stomach pain he felt now. Once the pain finally subsided, he returned to the rehearsal area.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Description
The Secret Behind Munkustrap's Curious Condition (Part 1/3)

WARNING: This short story contains MPreg, Mild Language, and Suggestive Themes. If you do not like any of these things, then do not read this. If you choose to read this and decide to leave negative comments about Mpreg, Sex, etc. just remember that you have been warned.

Also, my writing may not be the greatest, because I am a little rusty, but I hope it entertains and is enjoyable.

Also, a small note, when I have a row of hyphens, that means I am switching the Point of View to a different character.

THANKS FOR READING!

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It was, once again, time for the annual Jellicle Ball and spirits were high as finishing touches were being made to decorations for the festivities. All the Jellicles that inhabited the Junkyard were working feverishly to see to it that this was the best Ball they would ever have. None of them were working as hard as Munkustrap, the Jellicle Protector, was. His main goal was to make sure that this year's re-enactment of the Pekes and the Pollicles was flawless this year, in comparison to last year's that is. But, while he was working, he couldn't keep certain thoughts from out of his mind. He was worried he wouldn't be able to perform his part in the re-enactment to the best of his ability, because he wasn't quite the physically fit cat that he was the prior year.

Since the last Jellicle ball, he had gained quite a substantial amount of weight that seemed to all be going to his stomach, stretching the skin that was hidden beneath his grey and black fur, and this had been making it difficult for him to walk upright, especially recently. His reasoning behind it was the fact that he had changed his eat habits lately, succumbing to cravings of any, common garbage he could find lying around.
But, when he consulted Jenny to see if there was any reason that he was getting so over-weight, she told him that he was displaying common symptoms of pregnancy. She reassured, him however that it was physically impossible for him to conceive a litter of kittens and that he had nothing to worry about, just to watch what he ate.

All his worries about his current condition as well as the stress from preparations was making Munkustrap feel mentally and physically drained. He just wished that the day could be over and he could return to his den and just snuggle with his mate, Mistoffolees. He let his thoughts of longing escape his mind and returned to his work on adding the final touches to the masks, for the pollicle costumes.

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Mistoffolees was alone in a back alley, away from the eyes of the rest of the Jellicles.
He was preparing his magic act for the ball that night, and was loving to get a chance to practice his magic without curious glances from the rest of the Jellicles. The younger tom was doing whatever he possibly could to keep his mind off of Munkustrap, his mate, his very stressed out mate, because Mistoffolees found that whenever Munkustrap was worried, he was worried. And, today was no different. He couldn't help but feel like something was wrong, and that he should go check on Munkustrap. He pondered the thought as he now just stood there in the alley.

"A quick visit wouldn't hurt anything." He said to himself aloud, a smile appearing across his face.

"And perhaps maybe we could have a quick..." He cut off his sentence, unable to stop himself any more. Maybe seeing much and possibly going back to there den, maybe he wouldn't be as nervous about his magic show that evening. He turned in the direction of the re-enactment rehearsals and practically ran through the alley, to see Munkustrap, passing by Demeter, Jemima,and Skimbleshanks, who all gave him a friendly nod as he passed by. Mistoffolees could only think of the excitement he was feeling at this moment to see Munkustrap, he could already feel his length hardening in anticipation.

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Munkustrap was helping Rumpleteezer with her mask when he felt himself being pulled away by a gentle paw. He didn't say a word until him and the unknown cat reached an alley. Of course he knew it was Mistoffolees, and as soon as he turned around to see the young tom's face, he practically attacked him, pressing his lips against Mistofolees' in a passionate kiss. Mistoffolees had to admit that he was thrown off by Munkustrap's eagerness to see him, but he didn't argue. Both tom's gave into pleasure and desire, and before either of them knew it, Munkustrap was on all fours, legs spread open, offering Mistoffolees to go inside of him.

Mistoffolees didn't hesitate, feeling that his mate's length was already throbbing and he was about to reach orgasm. Mistoffolees, first, massaged Munkustrap's opening so that it wouldn't hurt him when he did insert his own length. Munkustrap responded with a low purr that made Mistoffolees tremble. He couldn't hold back any longer, he took his erect length and gently slid it into Munkustrap's opening. Munkustrap let out an exaggerated moan and ejaculated on the floor below him. Mistoffolees was shocked that he had reached orgasm ejaculated so quickly, but he still wasn't done. The young tom began rocking his hips, slowly at first, but getting faster and rougher as he continued. He grunted rhythmically with his thrusts, feeling his length throbbing, pre-cum oozing out and into Munkustrap. He moaned and got even more quick with his thrusting and yelled out in ecstasy as he ejaculated into Munkustrap.

Munkustrap allowed Mistoffolees to remove his length from his, now tired, body before he got into a sitting position. Mistoffolees helped his mate to his feet, both toms grunting from the struggle, because Munkustrap was so heavy, and not as graceful as he used to be.

"All right, I have to get back to work." Munkustrap whispered, running a paw through Mistoffolees' fur. He didn't want to go back to working on the re-enactment, he would much rather be back in his den with Mistoffolees, but he knew he had made a commitment.

"Ok. I'll see you tonight." Mistoffolees reassured his mate with a gentle lick on the face before he left to go back to the alley where he had been practicing his magic earlier.

Munkustrap watched Mistoffolees, longing in his eyes, as the young tom ran in the opposite direction. He let his mind re-cooperate before he turned and walked back towards the re-enactment rehearsals. He had to stop short though, to catch his breath, his paws clutching his protruding gut as he felt a strong, cramping pain that started from his stomach, and made it's way to his back and hips. He moaned out softly as he breathed shallowly from the pain.

"Oh, Everlasting Cat... Please don't give me any troubles today..." He mumbled allowed, referring to the stomach pain he felt now. Once the pain finally subsided, he returned to the rehearsal area.

TO BE CONTINUED...