WARNING: This short story contains Minor Language, Mpreg, and Descriptive Labour and Birth Scenes. If you do not prefer any of these, than this is not the story for you, and I would recommend that you not read it. Especially if all you wish to do is comment on how much you think Mpreg is disgusting and wrong. If you have anything against this story, you can note me. I would prefer not to have comments that do nothing but start flame wars.
Talon Valdez knew when he transformed into an enhanced human, his life and his dreams were finished. Reviled, mistrusted, and often locked away, the enhanced were viewed as monsters, despised by the public, and never trusted to serve in the military or any law enforcement agency. Years later he gets a chance to set up a task force of enhanced to serve in the FBI, but with one proviso: each enhanced must partner with a regular human.
Now let me see if I can properly do this book justice. Starting it I thought best case scenario I would enjoy it enough, and worse case I would have to find something else to review. But neither of those happened, because I not only enjoyed it, I flippin LOVED it. The world building this author created hooked me from the first page. It was so intriguing that I finished it in one sitting, yes me who wasn’t quite sure I would like mpreg book, read it in one day. And it’s not exactly a short book.
Sam gasped when Gabriel appeared in the room and grabbed his shoulder before he could even speak. A moment later, they were in Bobby’s study where the elder hunter was talking on the phone with Garth. Bobby’s eyes widened, “Gotta’ go,” he said and hung up the phone before Garth could say another word.
Castiel held his hands in place for a moment, not even caring that Gabriel was holding Dean’s hand or that Michael was letting him drink his grace. Castiel had to focus on the child. He took a deep breath when he felt something move into his hands. He knew at once that it was the child.
It all depends on the setting of the story and how cruel or nice the Alpha could be. The Omega may build a nest in a closet or small room to mate there. They may even mate in public places or in a car or something. It really all depends on what you are writing or where you are at in the story.
This fic is equal parts terrifying and gorgeous. AmandaDBone imagines what would happen if mysterious dust were to fall from the sky and wreak havoc on human biology. It’s a think-piece disguised as sci-fi disguised as poetry, and I personally feel it is wildly underrated.
Six Degrees of Separation by testosterone_tea – Sherlock highkey wants to meet John but treats it all like a ridiculous experiment to stay cool, I could kill him, he’s so ridiculous. (testosterone_tea is awesome, their fics need more love)
This is a hard world for Omegas and to a lesser extent the betas, but I loved getting to visit it through AM Arthur’s writing. I cannot wait for book #2. It’s about Braun’s brother who’s been through most horrific three years of his life. I imagine his book is going to be incredibly emotional. I cannot wait.
Placing a hand over his gravid stomach, the merman continued to swim, his attention on his overdue stomach. He hadn’t realized just how big he was going to get, and at this late stage of pregnancy, he didn’t like feeling so heavy. It was worse when he was above the water, his body feeling all the more heavier as his gravid stomach weighed him down.
He rubbed the man’s heaving belly as contractions rippled across it, sending the eggs further and further down his birth canal. He new another egg was pushing against this one and hopefully it would help to push the egg out.
“Why does she keep doing that?” Spy huffed nervously as he watched the now four year old Anne Marie twirling around and around in one corner of the room. She had her arms stretched out, and was smiling and giggling to herself.
Zoey Ellis writes dark-edged, speculative romances bursting with passionate, carnal steam. She loves tortured, possessive, alpha heroes and is obsessed with exploring love in its raw form, and how that can manifest in different circumstances and settings.
On February 3rd, 2013, The Mpreg Fairy Tumblr blog was launched, which highlights mpreg fanfiction and fanart. On May 1st, a “Mister Seahorse” article was created on TV Tropes. On August 6th, 2014, the “Lyric’s Pregnant Men” Tumblr blog was created, featuring photographs of men digitally altered to appear as if they are impregnated (shown below).
Adam felt his stomach hating that he could feel each of the eggs underneath his skin, before noticing some were tiny and others big. Wanting to ask again Adam had to know the answer, “How big…do …they get???”
Thirty-five-year-old Kate Bowler was a professor at the school of divinity at Duke, and had finally had a baby with her childhood sweetheart after years of trying, when she began to feel jabbing pains in her stomach. She lost 30 pounds, chugged antacid, and visited doctors for three months before she was finally diagnosed with Stage IV colon cancer. As she navigates the aftermath of her diagnosis, Kate pulls the listener deeply into her life, which is populated with a colorful, often hilarious collection of friends, pastors, parents, and doctors.
Dean’s heart jumped and his stomach twisted when he began to see a brighter light start to release from him. Castiel’s hands finally made it out of the hunter and all of the angel’s stared in awe at the bright beacon of light that he held in his hands.
Arthur went into his room and got ready for his final event of the night. It wasn’t really his room, but it worked as one. It had a nice bed, a small refrigerator full of alcohol, and some little chairs and couches spread about in the wide room. Every room here was like that, but some had costumes and toys in closets or wardrobes. Like the one he was about to go to. He finished putting the tight shorts on and looked at himself. He still needed to find the rest of the costume. He didn’t hate the job, but he didn’t love it either. In a final desperate stretch for money, his brother had hooked him up here, where the pay was pretty well. Arthur put the hat
This story involves all your favourite Hetalia characters as thy struggle with life’s most difficult task. Birth. But what makes the situation more difficult is the places where they give birth. Mpreg graphic but short birth scenes.
But he had to push either way, and as he did the baby moved down more. He spread his legs as wide as they could go, and he tossed his head back and screamed as the egg pushed it’s way out little by painful bits. He felt as though his babies would tear him in half before he could birth both the egg and his baby.
At twenty-eight, James Warrington, only son and heir to Warrington Ltd—a billion-dollar dynasty of oil-freighters—feels like his life’s course is set. But in order to take over the leadership, he needs to be a proven Alpha: mated and sire to the next Warrington leader.
Lone wolf Nitro Blackwood doesn’t like people. As far as he’s concerned, the human world doesn’t exist. But for a few short days every year, the heat takes over and the undeniable urge to mate draws him to San Francisco and out of his self-imposed solitude. He’s willing to deal with all the foul odors, congestion and general misery for some bump and grind action.
“Well gorgeous, you’ve been looking off into the distance like your thinking about something so damn important for the last two hours, and I wanna know what the hell it is exactly” you chuckled at the male.
“Director Fury’s office,” answered the woman in front of her, not looking back. Six year old (Name) looked up and tilted her head to the side in a questioning manner. The name ‘Fury’ was one she didn’t know but then again – she didn’t even know where she was.
Jensen is difficult, Tapping had warned him. He took down three katil. Granted they’re not to your caliber, but who is? Be careful. Don’t get cocky. Jensen looks harmless, but he’s very resourceful. He won’t take a mile because an inch is all he needs. You understand?
The faun never spoke. Roth wasn’t so sure it could. Instead, the creature just came to inspect him. Spindly fingers palpated his flesh, poking and prodding, earning small pokes back here and there. Roth cringed and pretended he hadn’t felt that. A floppy ear came to rest atop the heavy swell, listening carefully. When the faun pulled back, Roth wasn’t surprised to see the disappointment on the creature’s face. It made the same face for the last five days. Roth knew what that meant. Whatever was growing inside him wasn’t good enough yet. Perhaps it wasn’t big enough, or maybe the amount was too few. The human could never tell. He just knew what was coming next.