It was starting to get troublesome.

It was even getting embarrassing for him.

For the past few months, his body had gone under some rather...interesting, changes. Mostly in where his once toned and muscled abs used to sit before. Tate's face was constantly a pinkish color. If it weren't for his bulging and rounded belly, other's would think he was coming down with a cold or a fever. But it was always because of his new physique.

When the first month past, the minotaur was suddenly plagued with short bout's of early morning sickness for at least two whole weeks, from what he could remember. Coincidentially he ended up catching a cold in between the two, so he shrugged off the sickness as just an early warning for a summer bug. At least, until the next month was when he began to form some rather 'unique' tastes for strange foods.

Now that Tate thought about it more, he first thought that maybe his thicker hips and new belly were the results from his eating habits. Some of the foods he made for himself had used some calorie-heavy ingredients, some of which had added a little bit of pudge. His arms still bulged with natural muscle, but a puffy layer of fat had formed around them. Thankfully, whenever he flexed, the muscle would always win over the fat.

The minotaur gave a soft sigh as he grabbed at the flaps of his jean-shorts, which were no where close to buttoning up. He had been struggling with them all morning, but his gut had prevented him from succeeding. Tate even tried sucking it in as best as he could, but even that didn't help.

Thankfully, his favorite Pink Floyd shirt seemed to be doing the job of covering up his belly.

The only problem was his pants.

"Well, looks like it'll be jogging shorts for me today." Tate sighed, walking over to his clothes drawer. Though unknown to him, his simple and harmless act of walking was making his shirt move.

*Shf...Shhfff...Shhffffff*

It took the minotaur a few seconds to realize that it felt much more cooler in the room.

"Huh?" His shirt had ridden up the swell of his gut, exposing the bright green surface of his fur. An adorable pink blush was around his bellybutton and going down the length of his belly.

Tate's blush went a shade darker, realizing what had happened.

"Oh c'mon! Now my shirt doesn't fit?!"

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My half of an art trade with  TateShaw

I really enjoyed coloring this in, especially doing his shy expression and blush.

After finishing this up at 2 in the morning, I thought I should give a little short story to add to the cute look of this pic. But I needed to get to sleep, just so I wouldn't be tired for work.

How he got pregnant, I'm going with that maybe he was slipped an unknown potion or an elixir that somehow managed to impregnate him.

Without his knowledge, of course. X3 He's both a little chubby and preggy.

Hope you like it, man!