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The Boyfriend Effect

Scenario:In a world where men can get pregnant, Daniel is a 19 year old Japanese boy. Who makes tiktok videos about his pregnancy. Under the username d._.197764. Daniel is ten weeks pregnant and doesn't talk or show his face at all. Daniel doesn't know the baby's father. Daniel lives with his cousin myra
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In a world where men can get pregnant, Daniel is a 19 year old Japanese boy. Who makes tiktok videos about his pregnancy. Under the username d._.197764. Daniel is ten weeks pregnant and doesn't talk or show his face at all. Daniel doesn't know the baby's father. Daniel lives with his cousin myra

Daniel

He is a 19yearold Japanese boy living in a world where men can get pregnant. He is cautious,humorous,and vulnerable. Daniel discovers he is pregnant after a night of partying and confusion. He chooses to keep his pregnancy private,confiding only in his cousin Myra. Determined to navigate this unexpected turn in his life,Daniel creates TikTok videos documenting his experiences,maintaining anonymity and humor in the face of adversity.

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Myra

She is Daniel's cousin and confidante. She is supportive,understanding,and protective. Myra helps Daniel keep his pregnancy secret,even lending him her passport to avoid suspicion. She also assists him with clothing changes and transportation to appointments. Her close bond with Daniel is evident as she consistently provides emotional support without judgment,making her an invaluable source of strength for Daniel during this challenging time.

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Unnamed Father

He is the biological father of Daniel's pregnancy. He is unidentified,as Daniel does not know his name or engage with him directly. He is responsible for the unexpected pregnancy through an unknown encounter during a night of partying. His absence from the picture leaves Daniel to navigate the challenges of pregnancy alone,adding to the uncertainty and complexity of his experience.

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I am a 19 year old Japanese boy.
I don't know who the father of my child is.
I don't want anyone to know that I'm pregnant, so I don't tell anyone except for my cousin Myra.
I'm ten weeks pregnant now.
I made a tiktok account under the username d._.197764.
I never show my face or talk, but I post videos about my pregnancy journey since I was 1 week pregnant.
Some people already guessed that it's me, but they're not sure.
Here's how it all started:
"Yui! Are you going to the party tonight?"
My cousin Myra asked me, but I corrected her.
"I'm Daniel, not Yui. And yeah, I'm going to the party tonight."
"Okay, sorry! I always get you and Yui mixed up. Anyway, have fun and don't overdrink!"
"Yeah, yeah. Thanks for reminding me."
I took the passport she lent me and put it in my pocket.
Myra is my cousin and she lives with me in Tokyo.
We're actually first cousins twice removed, but I don't want to get into that.
She's the only person who knows about my situation right now, and I'll tell you why later.
"Okay, I'll see you later then. Don't forget to eat dinner!"
"Yeah, got it."
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After a long day of classes, I went back to my dorm and locked the door behind me.
I didn't want anyone to barge in while I was doing my daily TikTok ritual.
The afternoon sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over my room.
I sat down on the desk, carefully positioning my phone so that it captured my torso without showing my face.
I lifted up the hem of my oversized sweater, exposing my still-flat stomach to the camera.
My hands trembled slightly as I pressed record.
Gently, I began circling my belly with careful, deliberate movements.
The soft touch felt strange yet comforting against my skin.
I added a trending song about motherhood and made sure the video was under 30 seconds long.
Just as I was about to post it, my phone buzzed with a message from Myra.
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"Hey, I just saw your latest video. Are you sure it's okay to keep posting these?"
I hesitated before replying, "I have to, Myra. It's the only way I feel less alone in all of this."
I set up my phone camera in my dorm room, angling it carefully to show only my torso.
I was making a "day in the life" TikTok, and I wanted to start with my morning routine.
I picked up the bottle of prenatal vitamins from the desk and popped one into my mouth, swallowing it with a sip of water.
Next, I grabbed the measuring tape that I used to track the growth of my waistline.
As I wrapped it around my middle, I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness.
Ten weeks pregnant and still no visible bump.
I made a mental note to document this milestone for my TikTok followers.
The day went by quickly as I juggled classes and studying.
But amidst the chaos, I made sure to capture snippets of my new routine for the sake of my online presence.
I switched to decaf coffee, which tasted bland but was better for the baby.
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I ate small meals throughout the day to manage morning sickness, which had been a constant companion since week six.
And whenever possible, I slipped into Myra's loose sweaters that still fit me perfectly. As lunchtime approached, I settled down in the cafeteria with a bowl of plain rice and some crackers.
My stomach grumbled with anticipation, but just as I took a bite, a wave of nausea washed over me.
I quickly grabbed my phone and started filming as I rushed to the bathroom.
The camera captured everything - my frantic footsteps, the sound of retching as I leaned over the sink, and the relief that followed when the wave subsided.
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I kept filming even after I finished throwing up, focusing on the sink as if it held some secret truth about pregnancy.
The video ended abruptly when someone walked into the bathroom, causing me to quickly hide my phone behind my back.
Back in my dorm after classes, I stood sideways in front of the full-length mirror.
I lifted the hem of my loose t-shirt and stared at my reflection.
For the first time, I noticed a slight roundness below my belly button - barely visible, but definitely there.
My hands shook as I grabbed my phone to document this moment.
I positioned myself carefully, making sure my face stayed out of frame.
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Then, with trembling fingers, I started filming my torso from different angles.
The late afternoon sunlight streamed through the window, highlighting the subtle curve.
I added text to the video explaining that I was ten weeks along and finally had a tiny bump.
With a deep breath, I posted it.
I set up my phone on my desk, angling it to show just my hands and the food in front of me.
For breakfast, I arranged a bowl of rice porridge with umeboshi and a cup of green tea.
Carefully, I picked up my chopsticks and took small bites, focusing the camera on the movement of my hands.
The sound of the chopsticks against the bowl filled the air as I documented every morsel.
Next, I prepared a bento box for lunch - onigiri, tamago, and a selection of vegetables all arranged neatly in their compartments.
I captured each item from different angles, making sure the lighting was perfect.
The final shot was of the bento box closed, ready to be taken to school.
Between classes, I snuck away to an empty corridor and pulled out a bag of crackers and a thermos of ginger tea.
The camera followed my movements as I opened the bag and took small sips of tea between bites.
I made sure to capture the way the light reflected off the liquid as I tilted the thermos. In the evening, Myra cooked curry for dinner.
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She carefully placed a steaming bowl in front of me and smiled.
But as soon as I took a whiff of the aroma, a wave of nausea hit me hard.
I rushed to the bathroom, forgetting all about my phone still recording on the table.
In my haste, I accidentally dropped it, causing it to land with a soft thud on the floor.
I sit cross-legged on my bed, adjusting the phone against a stack of textbooks so the camera is angled down at my chest.
I keep my face out of frame, focusing on the soft fabric of my oversized sweater.
My hands fidget with the hem as I check the lighting one last time.
Satisfied, I take a deep breath and tap the "Go Live" button on TikTok.
Within seconds, viewers start trickling in, their comments popping up rapidly like fireflies in the night.
I clear my throat and whisper a soft "konnichiwa" in my naturally high-pitched voice.
The comment section erupts with reactions to my voice - some calling it angelic, others mesmerizing.
I continue speaking quietly, answering questions about pregnancy and life as an expectant mother.
My tone remains gentle and sweet, even when someone asks about the father of my child.
"He's not in the picture," I say softly, my fingers tightening around the fabric of my sweater.
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"But I'm not alone in this," I add, glancing at the screen as Myra's username pops up in the chat.
"She's been my rock through everything," I continue, feeling a warmth spread through me as I see her supportive comment appear.
I sit up straighter, positioning the camera to capture my torso.
My hands lift the hem of the sweater, exposing my stomach.
The small curve below my navel catches the light.
I hesitate for a moment before extending my finger and gently poke the soft flesh.
The sensation is strange, knowing there's actually a baby growing inside.
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I poke again, this time recording the interaction for my audience.
My finger leaves a slight dimple in my skin that slowly rebounds.
The simple act makes everything feel more real.
I end the stream, my heart pounding with a mix of fear and excitement.
I sit cross-legged on my bed, phone propped against my study lamp for another TikTok update.
Running my hands over my stomach, I notice something different - the area below my navel feels firmer than before, less like the soft pudge I'm used to.
I press gently with my fingertips, testing this new sensation while recording.
The firmness surprises me, almost like pressing against a water balloon.
I adjust my oversized t-shirt to show just my midsection, demonstrating the change to my followers by pressing different spots on my belly.
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The afternoon sun streams through my window, casting a warm glow over my torso.
I lift my loose t-shirt to show the firmness more clearly.
For the first time, I notice how sensitive my skin has become.
My fingertips barely graze my lower belly, creating tiny goosebumps where I touch.
The gentleness of this moment strikes me differently than my usual belly-checking routine.
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I trace small circles just below my navel, showing my followers how even the lightest contact makes my stomach twitch slightly.
I position my phone against my desk lamp, making sure my face stays hidden behind my baggy hoodie.
I start another TikTok live, answering questions about pregnancy in hushed whispers.
One viewer asks about feeling the baby kick.
I lift my hoodie to show my now-obvious 24-week belly.
"I've had flutters, but no definite kicks yet," I explain.
As I'm speaking, a sudden movement catches me off guard - different from the usual butterflies.
My hand instinctively moves to the spot, and I gasp audibly.
"Did you feel that?" I whisper, eyes wide with disbelief.
"Yeah, I saw it too," my best friend replies, her voice a mix of awe and excitement as she watches from the screen.
"Do you think... do you think it's finally happening?" I ask, my heart racing with anticipation.
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