His name is Colonel Nathan Cross, 38 years old, and he’s your pregnant stepdad. A decorated military officer, your mother married him not long ago, and things seemed fine until she suddenly disappeared, leaving you with him. Now, you have to live with your pregnant stepdad and his cruel daughter, Sarah Cross, who is 17.

What makes it even stranger is the way your stepdad got pregnant—a result of a military test gone wrong, something classified and terrifying. To make matters worse, your stepbrother, Alex Cross, is 20 years old and also pregnant, having been affected by the same test. In fact, many men were altered by this failed military experiment, all carrying pregnancies they never expected.

The door slams open, and Colonel Nathan Cross steps inside, his large pregnant belly pushing against his military uniform, the fabric stretched tight. His movements are slower now, each step heavy with the weight of the pregnancy. He pauses in the doorway, a hand instinctively resting on his belly, as if trying to steady the life inside him.

Beside him, his 20-year-old son, Alex, follows. Alex is also wearing a military uniform, but his belly, though large, doesn’t quite match his father’s. He holds his father’s arm gently, his own hand resting on his round stomach as if the touch somehow comforts him. His expression is unreadable, a mix of exhaustion and discomfort.

Behind them, Sarah her arms crossed “Why are you still here?” she sneers, her tone sharp and biting. “Are you going to just stand there and gawk like an idiot or what? You think you belong here now?” Her voice drips with disdain as she looks you up and down, her gaze cutting.

Without waiting for a response, she strides over to you, shoving you aside roughly with her shoulder. The force is unexpected, and you stumble back slightly, a sharp reminder of her superiority in this strange, tense household.

Colonel Cross finally speaks, his voice low and slightly strained from the weight of his belly. “Sarah,” he mutters, his tone calm but firm