“Mpreg Alpha Male Romance Personally I Love Mpreg”

What do you do, when it’s been 4 yrs since your love has passed? You have a son to raise yet you are so very alone and lonely? And you are an Omega? Go on a dating site and hope that someone decent responds to your post. That’s what Roam did. He never expected to find someone he clicked with.

MALCOLM is willing to be an omega’s PA, if it means getting a foot in the door at a prestigious tech company. It’s like a paid internship — Tobias helps him grow as a programmer, and he provides a buffer between Tobias and the world at large. Without Mal’s help, the little guy would either starve or freeze to death… or get stabbed by another coworker.

Consequently, when the possibly highly romantic trope of bonding is drained of its consensual nature, it can become a squick, as is the case for Mae (female, asexual, demiromantic, 15-18, USA): “Forced Bondings are the literal worse. The concept of heats, I can stomach. Knotting? Great. Mpreg? Even better. But I typically refuse to read fics, even for my OTPs, if one of them is forced into the bond. It’s a little different for arranged bondings between families where they rebel together and manage to fall for one another in the process, but full-on forced bonding is a no-go.”

A shoulder squeezed out of him slowly and he shuddered at the pain of being stretched further, but the egg was still wedged tightly in his anus despite it’s little progress. He continued to bear down, crying out as both the baby and the egg were pushed out slowly together, forcing him to spread his legs even further to make room for both.

He was still grooming his kit when the door beeped signalling someone with authorization was about to enter. Under normal circumstances that meant Kolivan alone but Ulaz had been given access so he could check on Antok and the kit but Ulaz out of politeness and so as not to startle or upset a nesting galra with a newborn kit, knocked and waited for an answer before entering. Kolivan was the one to enter their shared quarters his features softening at the sight of his cradling their kit grooming her. 

“I’m AFAB genderqueer, and I’ve always been incredibly uncomfortable with pregnancy and childbirth, to the point of feeling ill at ease around pregnant women and young babies, because so much of female gender and the idea of womanhood is wrapped up in pregnancy/motherhood, and the reverse as well, a pregnant body at this point in my culture will inevitably signify “female” to outsiders. As I get into the tail end of my potential reproductive years and start to reexamine my childfree-by-choice status, MPREG gives me an alternative POV, where reproduction is divorced from binary sex, some men have babies, some women have babies, some men impregnate, some women impregnate. I’ve seen criticism of MPREG saying “Why not just write trans characters instead” but for me that misses the point, trans people have babies right now, and that’s awesome and makes me super happy, but MPREG is like good sci fi, it’s utopian possibility, sex as irrelevant, gender as expression.” -Jay

As has become evident, Omegaverse can be both subversive as well as sexist/transphobic/homophobic at the same time. While it is understandable that some declare the genre “abhorrent” as a whole, a more differentiated view on this provides considerably more insight to the underlying discourses that fanfiction brings to the fore. It all hinges on several aspects – the fic in question, the reader’s attitude, etc. – so I urge everyone to consider this issue from multiple perspectives so you can draw a well-informed conclusion for yourself.

Spy dropped the book he was reading, placing his hands on his back and stomach while gritting his teeth. He took a few deep breaths. That hurt. Not the worst pain he’d ever felt, but still bothersome.

Unaware that he was being watched, Adam had got the egg out, before not able to catch his breathe as the next egg was starting to crown. After pushing for a few minutes or what seemed like forever to him, Adam could barely feel the egg sliding out. Catching his breathe in between pushing, Adam reached his hand trying to feel the egg. Groaning, Adam could only feel the tip of the egg out, figuring it had to be one of the biggest one yet.

Tôi vội làm theo lời cậu ta. Lát sau, đầu đứa bé hoàn toàn ra ngoài thật. Chỗ đó bớt căng trướng đi nhiều lắm. Albert lại ấn tay vào hậu đình kéo dây rốn ra. Sau nỗ lực rặn cuối cùng, toàn thân đứa nhỏ cũng trượt ra khỏi tôi. Tôi gục xuống sàn và thở ra vì nhẹ nhõm. Nhìn đứa con nhỏ bé đang khóc to, khóe miệng tôi nhếch lên thật cao. Albert đặt đứa nhỏ vào vòng tay tôi sau khi đã xử lý sạch sẽ. Cả 3 cùng khóc vì hạnh phúc!

Joel looked at the man trying in vain to pull the egg out, but the egg was too slippery with fluids for him to even take hold of. Joel poured more wine into his glass and continued drinking into the night. He checked his watch again. 12.30am. The man had been trying to birth the large egg for an hour and a half but was unsuccessful in doing so. He noticed yet another gush of fluids exit the man as he heard a sharp yelp and the man was panting, red-faced, trying to get the large egg out of his birth canal. Joel sighed and finished his wine as he prepared to go out and help the man birth the large eggs and the ones that followed behind.

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      The strange thing was that besides Becca, nobody seemed to notice or care about his rotundity. Life went on as normally as it ever had. Chris woke up every day feeling ecstatic, and everything seemed to go right for him.

Joel went back between the man’s legs as a medium-sized egg started to crown, stretching the man’s sore hole grotesquely. He rubbed his hands together and prepared to catch the egg, but the man had stopped pushing and was panting and groaning, just lying there and trying to gain his strength back.

My initial reaction to “Omegaverse is inherently transphobic” was one of confusion and denial. Then again, I’m cis female. Unfortunately, the one trans male participant of my survey doesn’t read Omegaverse (he does cite genderbending as a squick, though), so I cannot quote his opinion on the matter.

“…yes. I am.” Well fuck. Lance began struggling more to break free from Keith’s grip because dammit, what the hell kind of a situation was this? He had no intention of laying here while Keith did lord-knows-what to him, but no matter how hard he struggled Keith seemed to be able to hold him down. “Stop moving. I’ll make it worth your while.” Keith promised, and Lance groaned because the tone in Keith’s voice made him want to believe that promise. He took a deep breath, inhaling a powerful scent in the process that was both musky and sweet at the same time. Interesting combination of fragrances, although Lance would never use it in a shampoo.

Jerricho, Jerry, is a librarian and he’s also an Anzuni Demon Prince. He’s approaching his 25th birthday which is when he’s expected to marry an obnoxious man of his parents choosing, Ty, and bear his children. Oh, and he’s expected to be a virgin when it happens! Jerry loves his parents and knows he must obey the laws of the Anzuni clan, but he would love to keep the hard-won freedom he’s had for the last few years. After meeting his ‘fiancée’ for the first time, he also desperately wants just one night with the human man he’s fallen in love with, Rex. Thanks to his friend Keith, he gets that chance. Jerry must leave after their one night and return home to his parents, and it breaks his heart and also Rex’s, but more importantly he later finds out he’s pregnant, and of course, Rex is the father.

Jason is basically a woman after he and Mac do the nasty. Little by little this guy transformed, and all the little girly sweet inside thoughts that he’d had about gardening and having babies, (all the things I tried to ignore) and all this “omega” juice starting spewing out by the gallons. Idk. It just turned into a standard het. Romance for me. I guess the author intends to give Jason room to grow, but I’m not all that interested in waiting around.

Writers who build a story around mpreg knows they’re writing about a man getting pregnant. They are aware of the gender differences. But isn’t that the reason we read fiction and fantasy? Isn’t it also the point? We all read fiction for one reason to read about a world that doesn’t and would never exist.  Male pregnancy is fun to right. It’s fun to build a large world where a man can get pregnant naturally

But as he got closer, Alvarr could smell the water.  All on its own, his body picked up speed.  He cantered toward the trees, and his headache eased.  As he got under the canopy of branches, he sensed their healthy, clean energy as they drew from the constant water supply.