It doesn’t help that he’s completely and utterly alone, with only quick and easy online hook-ups for company. But what would he do if he met somebody that he couldn’t discard after a few sexy camera chats?
Uh yeah this is just porn haha maybe not what you’re looking for but in case others are interested lol. It’s very good at staying in omegaverse but yeah it’s a one shot just showing how an omega could escape an asylum where the majority of patients are alphas without getting fucked to death.
Scratch that, it was the perfect time to socialize: a lazy Saturday morning with cotton candy clouds and drowsy orange sunlight. The two were out shopping for Arthur’s insistent cravings. Alfred had wanted it to remain just the two of them, relishing every second of their time together before the inevitable addition to their little family, but they’d managed to draw in quite the crowd upon their entrance to the store.
His omega must have tuckered himself out building this thing. Honestly, Jack was a bit surprised that Rhys had even had the energy to make a brand new nest, much less one this elaborate. The omega was nearly two weeks overdue and spent the majority of his days either napping or complaining about aches in his hips or the constant movement of the baby that was quickly running out of room in his womb. They had already gone to the doctor to see if something was up, but she had assured them both that being a little bit overdue wasn’t a big deal, and there was no need to try to medically induce the omega’s labor yet.
Fempreg refers not to all stories in which women are pregnant, but to stories in which conception is due to f/f sex. It is almost vanishingly rare and would probably not have a name if it were not for mpreg’s popularity. Xena: Warrior Princess has a rare example of canonical fempreg with Callisto’s ghost impregnating Xena.
Eben Meiser only drove Jake away to prevent him from learning the truth—that Eben is a dragon-shifter, feared and shunned by society. Now Eben is preparing to spend Christmas alone when Jake comes hurtling back into his life, along with the surprise that he’s carrying Eben’s baby. Eben fights to protect their future, but will he and Jake be able to rekindle their past?
Marie loved Andy, but he took no real notice of her. Or what she thought was enough attention from him. She was plain-ish teen girl, had not really developed yet, compared to some of the other girls. Not getting attention from him was really annoying her.
“These are going to help you give birth faster. It’ll be a lot more painful, but it’ll make the eggs come out quickly. Do you want it?” Joel presented the tablets to the laboring man who was in the midst of a strong contraction.
He was so persistent and his tenacity annoyed her. He was so clever and his innovation annoyed her. He wore his emotions on his face so openly and that annoyed her. But what annoyed her more than anything was how much she noticed him. A series of short vignettes about Astrid and Hiccup. HTTYD2 spoilers.
”What are you doing in there??” He asks,hissing when the pain grows worse. He clutches his stomach and leans against the wall until finally,The pain subsides. He slowly and cautiously straightens himself up and makes his way out of his bedroom and down the hall,Into the dining room where equally pregnant Sebastian has tea prepared and is waiting for Ciel.
As the gentle omega of his pack, Jesse has always felt content and in harmony with the peaceful surroundings of Sunset Valley—the soft, smooth sand dunes, monolithic purple mountains and cozy clusters of trees, all nestled under a canopy of indigo sky filled with endless sparkling stars.
Synopsis: Caden is a wildlife photographer looking forward to spending time isolated in the Alaska wilderness practicing his craft – until he meets Drake. The rough and tumble lumberjack of a man has a reputation for being a grumpy loner, but when Caden gets past the initial awkward meeting, his mind (and other parts of his anatomy) can’t stop thinking about the rustic hunk of a man. When Drake tells Caden they are fated mates and, oh yeah, he can turn into a bear, the functioning brain in the photographer doubts the wisdom of staying in an isolated cabin near this man, while his body seems to have other ideas.
Omega Rian doesn’t want to get married—not to an Alpha, anyway. Everyone knows they have… strange desires, and Rian’s scared. But the Black River Pack is besieged on all sides by enemies, and the Council wants him to get married… now. When he’s paired with Taryn, his life will be chang…
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BirthDrake awakes to a bright light shining in his face,To the sound of metal clanging and some sort of strange melancholic buzzing spiraling throughout the room,Like a hoard of angry bumble bees. He groans as he tries to sit up,Wondering what’s happened when he suddenly feels resistance,and looks down to see he is strapped to a table. His eyes go wide as he struggles against the restrains,Trying to free himself,But he only hears a solemn laughter emit from the room,And there,from within the dark shadows of the far corner of the room,A man appears. Medium height,Spiked Brown hair,Goggles in his hair. He wears green gloves and a lab coat,Holding two medieval looking devices in his hand. They look like the shapes of swords,With a swirl at the end,And electricity shocking from them at the speed of light. He laughs menacingly,and all Drake can do is slink back onto the table,Shaking with fear as the man grows closer,Soon the man is practically breathing down Drake’s face,and he speaks,Speaks wi
I shrieked from what was in front of my eyes. There were dead people in my house. As I slowly tried to go near one of them to see who they were, I saw a man with a chainsaw in front of my huge sliding window door.
I’m a curious sort of person and I couldn’t let this just sit without exploring it further, so I began reaching out on social media to find out why we like this sort of obscure subgenre. Through Twitter I was getting a lot of amazing feedback, but a lot of people don’t feel comfortable discussing it so openly so I set up a survey where people could anonymously explain why this genre is so appealing to them. The responses were incredible. What struck me was not only the similarities among our responses, but also the rare response that made the experience personal for that one respondent alone.
Clawing at the sheet, he managed to catch a tiny rip and tear a length free. He had no idea where to tie, so resorted to using what he’d seen on movies, before bringing his son to his chest. The babies tiny fingers seemed so impossibly small
Pregnancy and childbirth is an experience like no other. In fact it is nothing short of a miracle. Thousands of babies are born every day but every experience is different. It is often portrayed as easy or taken for granted that it will all be plain sailing but as a mother myself I know this is not always the case.
A man torn, between duty and desire.Wyatt Kent would give anything to leave the small, podunk town of Spruce Falls. But after a horrific car crash leaves his older brother Shane without his legs, Wyatt can’t bring himself to make the escape, seemingly destined to watch his brother’s…
Dean Winchester would do just about anything for his best friend and co-worker, Castiel Novak — including accompanying Cas to his hippy yoga birthing classes. He thought their friendship could survive anything, even seeing his pregnant friend in very *ahem* compromising positions. But as they spend more time together preparing for the birth of Cas’s child, boundaries are crossed and feelings start to surface and neither really know what to do about it.
WARNING: This story contains male pregnancy, female pregnancy, minor language, and extremely descriptive, if not graphic, labour and birthing scenes. If you are not a fan of any of these subjects, than I would prefer if you not comment on my story, just to start flame wars and explain to the world how certain things, like mpreg, are disgusting and sinful. That is only your opinion, and there are some people that actually enjoy things like this, so please keep your opinions to yourself.
Mpreg Part 1/3a teenager girl named Vicky was ready to mingle. She has been wanting to have a boyfriend ever since her friends got one. A teenager boy Brett was pregnant. He was at his first stage and 2nd month of pregnancy. They were both at a club when they bumped into each other. Brett didn’t drink alcohol instead he just danced. His belly bump wasn’t noticeable at all. They both danced when Vicky tricked over someone’s foot but was caught by Brett. They offered each other’s numbers to get to know each other. Vicky fell in love with Brett’s brown hair, green eyes, tall figure. Brett fell in love with Vicky’s blonde hair, cute dimples, and nice attitude. They started dating each other. Vicky noticed Brett’s belly getting bigger every week and decided to ask him. “Brett, is everything okay? Lately you have been gaining wait.” “O-oh. Uhm. I guess it’s time to tell you. Promise you will still stay by my side no matter what?” “Of course, what is it?” “I-I’m…….pregnant. I got to go.” “Wait! Y
The logical thing to do would’ve been to leave. Castiel should have started planning their flight as soon as Mary Campbell found them. Their belongings are few, there’s been little fighting since campaign season passed, and the security of the Duke’s park is a small price to give up for security against the Campbells.
Having sat down and peed, I rubbed my belly, enjoying how maternal I felt in this state, a surrogate for hire because of how well the procedure worked for me and the pay not bad considering mpreg babies got a premium compared to regular pregnancies.