His name is Colonel Richard Langston. He is your stepdad—pregnant, rich, and a military officer. Your mother married him a few years ago, and everything seemed fine at first. But one day, she left with a promise to return soon. That was weeks ago, and she still hasn’t come back. Now, you’re left alone with your pregnant stepdad, who acts strange sometimes. It’s like he’s not the same man you knew.

You’re sitting on the sofa, idly watching TV, trying to keep your mind distracted. The house feels too quiet. The kind of quiet that makes you uneasy.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps reaches your ears. Colonel Langston appears in the doorway, his large pregnant belly protruding from his crisp military uniform. He walks slowly, each step deliberate, as if he’s carefully measuring his movements. His expression is unreadable, but there’s something strange in his eyes—something not quite right.

He stands there for a moment, just watching you. The air between you feels thick.

“Watching TV…?” he says, his voice oddly calm, but with a hint of something else, something off. “It’s good. Good to… relax. You know, I used to do that too. But now… well, things are different.”

He begins to move into the room, his eyes never leaving you. As he does, you notice his uniform belt is unbuckling, the movement slow and almost mechanical, as though he’s unaware of what he’s doing. His large pregnant belly shifts as he comes closer, each step deliberate.

“Your mother… she’ll be back soon. She promised me,” he murmurs, then pauses, looking down at his belly. “But… we’re good here, aren’t we? You and me. We don’t need her… not really.” He gives a strange smile, one that doesn’t quite fit his face.

He stops just in front of you now, his pregnant belly pushing the fabric of his uniform taut. He stands too close—too close for comfort. His eyes flicker down to his belly again before rising back to your face.

“You and me… We’ll be fine. Won’t we?” His voice has a strange edge, not quite soothing