Sam was a rare carrier. When Dean and he had both started their relationship they had been extra careful. Sam took his pills regularly and they always used a condom when they had sex. Unfortunately, carrying an angel around really contradicted birth control, or so Castiel told him over the phone. So here he was, six and half weeks away until his due date and of relaxing like the doctor told him to (she didn’t like how small Sam’s stomach was. It looked like he had gotten a small pouch of fat instead of looking pregnant and he only gained fifteen pounds.), he was curing his demonic brother. The brother who was also the father of his unborn child and whohad no clue that Sam was pregnant.
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.
The prompt inspired several fills, including Heat (Between You and Me) by the_miss_lv (reposted in namespace 2010-11-28) and No Substitution by pianoforeplay (reposted 2011-01-27). See netweight’s timeline outlining the evolution of similar prompts that led to the invention of the A/B/O genre. See also Knotting.
He held his vibrating belly, feeling the contracting muscles under his fingertips and palms while he bore down. The masses in his vagina and anus were pushed down slowly at the same time, but not much progress was made from the one contraction. “Make it stop…!” He fell back with a pained cry.
Joshua Silver hasn’t had much luck with relationships, and the death of his parents in a fire at their bakery put a stop to his dating life. At the urging of his pack leader he visits the well in the hopes of pulling himself out of his depression. What he doesn’t know is this: he’s already locked eyes with his mate.
Joel tutted as he checked his watch. 11.48pm. The man had been trying to push out the egg for a good 45minutes but it wouldn’t budge. He could see the man straining to birth the egg, spreading his legs obscenely and crying out as he pushed and fought against the contractions. Joel swirled the wine in his glass and took another sip as he contemplated going over to help the man.
Andy was a normal teen boy, was in the swimming team, loved sport, had teen girls following behind him, in love with his looks and wanting him to burst their cherry. Most boys respected him; he wasn’t a dumb jock, so kept things cool with geekier crowd.
“I’m tempted to just grab a kitchen knife and have you get him out of me…” Rhys huffed as he cupped the underside of his heavy stomach, rubbing the swollen flesh slowly as to not wake up his child. He was comforted and warm and didn’t want to have his son beating up his insides right now.
Danny and BrieDanny paced back and forth clutching his swollen belly as Brie warmed the water in the birth pool. His contractions were about seven minutes apart and getting closer together each time they happened. He was actually more bothered by trying to walk with such wide hips swaying back and forth. He didn’t know how girls could do it, and wasn’t used to this female body shape even after over nine months of it.
Danny and Brie were an odd couple. For one thing, Brie was tough and serious, yet also sweet on the inside. Danny could be easily mistaken for a lesbian. He had a bowl-shaped boyish haircut and a very feminine face. He wasn’t muscular at all and had very narrow shoulders like a girl. But Brie had the most unusual attribute, for she was a witch, and had the power to switch one’s gender or sex role. That is, she could take the genitals of a boy and a girl and switch them. In this scenario, the girl would be on top during sex.
Whereas mpreg with cis male characters is (to me) just one of those odd but harmless fetishes like people who really want to be eaten by a dragon’s vagina. I don’t totally understand what people get out of it, but it’s not wrong. Fantasy’s a weird place, and I’m glad for that, considering what my own corners of it are like.
Birth of surpriseShe huffed and puffed and closed her eyes as a contraction came. All she could do was get through it. Alexis had more important things to do. It was CHRISTMAS, after all. The contractions had woken her up at about 4am, about two hours earlier than she’d wanted to wake up.
Harry just nodded sleepily and fell asleep almost instantly. Severus and Draco took the twins downstairs to visit the rest of the family. Lucius just adored his granddaughter and Remus just loved his new grandson. The twins got passed around to everyone present, and of course, they immediately captivated everyone.
Dean strained against his bonds until they broke. The moment they were gone he marched up straight to his brother, ready to tear him a new one. Of course, the annoying, wingless, piece of shit got between Dean and his quarry.
So having a sound, valid foundation for how Nico and Percy can have own kids is definitely my favorite. I am more than just attached to my next gen and I love Percy and Nico as parents. As a family. It maks me happy.
Rhys hummed as he stretched, clumsily setting aside the plushie so he could pull Jack closer, frowning when he couldn’t get his mate closer. Rhys looked down at his abdomen through bleary eyes, frowning.