Joel smirked and caught the egg covered in sticky fluid, cleaned it, and placed it beside the man on the bed. He saw that it was very small, possibly the smallest size of eggs the man was going to have. He saw the man groaning as he felt more eggs go down his birth canal and he rubbed his sweaty stomach, giving it a kiss and feeling it tighten up.
With his tail pumping behind himself, Ferris swam onward, just trying to ease the aches of being so heavily pregnant. When will it end? I can’t swim as fast this big, and my tail is always sore from moving so much weight… He groaned inwardly and placed both his hands over his largely swollen belly.
Damn if that glare coming from Castiel couldn’t smite Dean at the moment. Dean gritted his teeth and said nothing. Maybe while Castiel was preoccupied with Sam and the little bastard Dean could escape and be long gone.
“ Both wet to the bone, exhausted, and one unconscious, Kedean thought, all in all, they were faring rather well for two unarmed men who’d only just an hour ago escaped a fleet of fairy pirates into frigid water in unknown territory. ”
Sam and Dean go grocery shopping with their kids in tow, they think it’ll be a quick trip. Easier said than done, especially when one’s a baby and the other’s a toddler hopped up on sugar. The boys will have their hands full. Wincest, Post-Mpreg.
Dylan spread my naked legs to see if he could see the baby. I wasn’t that worried since I knew Dylan’s mom was a doctor who delivered babies. I remembered how he told me that he had to learn about delivering babies because of his mom.
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A nice read for fans of omegaverse stories with a some focus on the relationship and setting along with the mating heat (although knotting was only briefly mentioned and the mpreg was slipped past into the epilogue).
“Very well, Sir. Mr. Loki seems to suffer severe hemorraging, some of his organs are on the verge of shutting down. He has 3 fractured ribs, one collapsed lung, his left shoulder is dislocated and has multiple fractures along the arm. His rectum is severely wounded, some of the muscles are ripped and bleeding. He has also suffered a concussion that has him on the verge of unconsciousness.” Said J.
It is just so much easier to mock something than to really engage in it. Like, how easy to point out the mpreg trope and be like, “Look at this crazy thing these crazy people are doing.” But mpreg is a really poignant commentary on how the fact that women carry children influences every aspect of female life in society. Tweak it so that men can get pregnant, too, and watch how things change: watch how the men are the ones now struggling with the questions that society so seldom demands of them. It breaks my heart, what so many mpreg fics reveal about how girls feel about their place in society. I mean, in Omegaverse, frequently the pregnancy-bearing gender is literally a prisoner of its reproductive function, lamenting the inability to ever lead a life with full freedom of choice, and, in fact, tasked with limiting exposure to the impregnating gender because, hey, they are not to blame if they’re tempted by the irresistible invitation of a baby-depository in their vicinity. 
And while magpieinthemorning (female, bi, 30-40, Germany) dislikes “romanticizing and normalizing the existing gender oppression in our society” when it comes to A/B/O, she adds: “Disclaimer: it’s possible that the couple of omegaverse fics I read were extreme and not representative of the genre. However, they were widely recommended by members of the fandom (that’s how I found them).”