“Mpreg Platypus Knotting Fanfics And Stories”

Myoregon wrote: “All the MPREGs that I’ve read have the book ending with the couple having the baby. Would love to read more books where they have the baby in the middle of the book and we can experience the coupl…”

Groaning loud, Ferris panted after the contraction and slowly lay his baby down on a patch of smooth rocks, before he hefted himself to his hands and knees. His stomach was still heavily swollen despite having just birthed a full term baby. He reached behind himself, and pushed a finger inside to feel if he was really having a baby anally.

By now most of you know I published an Mpreg book, My Omega’s Baby in June and then the second book, Rockstar Baby in the series in August. I was terrified to write these stories at first because I was afraid my usual readers wouldn’t like them. I myself was a little freaked out when I first heard about Mpreg. But as I read the stories, it became clear they were very much the same sort of thing I already write with MM Romance, only even more emotional.

Summary: When Yuuri calls Viktor to the ice rink, Viktor assumed it was for more training, but in fact Yuuri has something important to tell his idol and lover. Yuuri didn’t know what to expect when he confessed, but he didn’t expect what he did get.

She nodded in understanding, slowly pulling away as he regained his footing.  Her hands slid beneath his shirt, palming the sweaty flesh beneath.  When she settled her hand against a hard bump at the base of his belly, they both let out a soft gasp of surprise.  The baby had definitely gotten into position!

Setting : A man who had got stranded in the desert came across a bush with tons of tiny berries. Eating as many as he could, he found they had been poisoned. Thinking he was going to die alone, a man came across him taking him to his hut stating he had a way to cure him however it was going to be hard. Not wanting to die, the man agreed to anything as he was made to drink this liquid.

Having the same strength as his brother Matthew had no problem in opening the locked door. He knelt down until he was level with Alfred’s lower half. “Don’t tense up. I need to check if the baby is close to coming or not. Ok?”

Karter Jenks is a first-year constable who’s still trying to prove himself to his superiors, so he isn’t looking for a mate right now. Soon, sure, but he also knows he has work to do to change his alphahole tendencies around omega rights. The Kell Iverson trial opened his eyes to how cruelly some omegas are treated, and Karter doesn’t want to follow in his authoritarian father’s footsteps when he finds his mate. And he absolutely does not expect a homeless omega vagrant and burglary suspect to be his bondmate.

Six months after the incidents following the Sokovian Accords and what the press has taken to call the ‘Civil War’, the Avengers are scattered and nursing their broken trust, but the planet needs them once more. What better to bring the team together again than huge-ass aliens? Heavily inspired by the movie “Arrival”. Omegaverse; A/B/O dynamics.

This list was last updated on 2014/07/04 — newly added fic are marked, predictably enough, by a  New after the title. I’ve chosen to mark works in progress (WIPs) that haven’t been updated for more than a year as ‘Abandoned?’, and you won’t find any WIPs listed on here that aren’t at least 30,000 words in length.

Regardless of whether you enjoy or hate the smutty particularities, Omegaverse “can be heavily kinkshamed,” Kady (genderqueer, androsexual, 25-30, USA) explains. “And given the gender issues that I’ve realized why I relate to it more easily, I feel a lot more personally attacked by the kinkshaming.”

          Galadra panted as another contraction seized her swollen belly. Pushing accomplished nothing, no matter how hard the tip of her massive egg ground against her cervix. She had been in labor for 5 hours, the last two of those were spent straining and pushing in vain. The witch had induced a quick labor given that after only 3 hours Gala was fully dilated. The healers and midwives did everything in their power to help the princess lay the egg. From squatting to kneeling to a bath of warm water, no position budged the egg from it’s resting place. Their magic was powerless as well. No amount of spells or chants reduced the egg