-Engie goes to his farm and comes back a few days later pregnant. Nobody knows how the hell that happened, Engie is mighty confused too. Everyone is horrified by the ultrasound and its nonhuman results.

-Ludwig and Fritz have been rubbing their uterus implantation experiments in each other's faces... until they both get knocked up. They ask one another who it was, one lying that it was his own semen that he fertilized it with. The other wished he thought of that lie and just gets defensive and dismissive before walking away. The truth is they've been letting the opposite team guard dogs breed them.

-Engie or Spy falls pregnant, the other of them is excited. Becomes one helluva way to find out your partner's been having an affair with the guard dog.

Oooh sounds fun! Well let's see...

-Ludwig and Fritz, not knowing they've both done the uterus implantation surgery on themselves, accidentally get each other pregnant

-Mama n vati roleplay between Ludwig and Fritz gets a bit too realistic when Ludwig gets knocked up. With twins.

-Scout getting salty about Spy giving the new baby he's had more attention than he's ever given Scout

-Engie goes to his farm and comes back a few days later pregnant. Nobody knows how the hell that happened, Engie is mighty confused too. Everyone is horrified by the ultrasound and its nonhuman results.

-Fritz prays to God that he becomes a father, implying he wants s/o to be pregnant. God works in mysterious ways and makes Fritz pregnant instead.

-Spy finds out the hard way about the uterus implantation when he ends up pregnant, suddenly he's very reluctant on finding out who the father is. It's Scout.

-Fritz feeling incredibly guilty that he's sinning due to his fantasies of getting knocked up, thinking he's twisting the Lord's vision by wishing to take on a role different from the one expected of him. Still jerks off to the thought of being barefoot in the kitchen pregnant though.

-Ludwig's pregnancy isn't even the most concerning thing about his entire situation - it's the cravings. And I'm not talking about stuff like pickles or anchovy pizza or anything like that, oh no...