Both alpha and omega are secretly searching for an extraordinarily powerful artifact, and when each realizes the other is pursuing the same item, there is quick agreement to look for it together. There is no real drama or distrust, even though the omega has been horribly abused by alphas in the past and is working for what the alpha considers to be a dangerous and untrustworthy organization. This type of scene would have been ripe for some potentially interesting character and relationship development.
Fast forward. It took me a WHILE to get into this story. I think it was because I didn’t like Jason’s character before he got caught by the Mercy Hills pack. I got that they were on the run and he wasn’t exactly emotionally or physically stable, but the reason I didn’t like him was his POV narrative. How do you make being chased by men who want to hurt you and kill your father boring? I couldn’t get into the story because the part that should have been tense and exhilarating left me yawning. And wtf was up with the decision making in this book?
Sam was half chanting and half wailing ‘no’ and ‘it’s too early’ over and over again. What the actual fuck was happening here? Sam had his arms around his stomach protectively and tried to curl his body while Cas was holding him.
One aspect I hadn’t considered until I began to explore the reasons people enjoy the is its relation to the trans community. While most MPREG fics feature cis men, it seems there’s still something about it that appeals to the transgender and genderfluid community. I was happy to hear their reasons and look at it from a different perspective.
The egg slipped free and Joel caught it and the moment he put it down, a gush of fluids exited from the man and he was soon groaning and clutching at his still hugely pregnant belly again, trying to push the rest of the 20-odd eggs out. It was close to dusk and Joel contemplated going to sleep to leave the man to give birth to the eggs alone. After all, he had a long day tomorrow, trying to find other people who ate from the ‘poisoned-berry’ bush.
I just loved this book! In fact, although I originally got it through the Kindle Unlimited plan I bought it so I can keep it forever after reading it. Peter and Nitro are both wonderful characters and the plot is highly entertaining, with both fun and dramatic incidents. If you like werewolf romance this is the book for you! I especially like the fact that Nitro turned out to be such a kind and caring mate. It did kind of puzzle me how Nitro was able to find Peter after he took a long cab ride out of the city, but sometimes you just have to suspend your disbelief. 😉 This seems to be the only book by this author on Amazon, but I would be excited to read more by her.
Louisa Clark arrives in New York ready to start a new life, confident that she can embrace this new adventure and keep her relationship with Ambulance Sam alive across several thousand miles. She is thrown into the world of the super-rich Gopniks: Leonard and his much younger second wife, Agnes, and a never-ending array of household staff and hangers-on. Lou is determined to get the most out of the experience and throws herself into her job and New York life within this privileged world.
Late for his family’s Christmas dinner, Omega rabbit Noam has no choice but to pass through the dreaded Blackstone Mountain. But it turns out that the rumors of the mountain are true… Now, what’s a bunny to do when he finds himself trapped inside the wolf’s den?
He looked..peaceful and that was some rare sight.His hair was everywhere and you couldn’t help but try to play with it,eliciting slight grunt from the sleeping man,you wondered how did he get such a nice eyelashes which throw shadows on his cheeks and his lips were slightly parted which made the image even better.And it made you remember some things that those lips did the last night.Only the thought sent pleasant shivers down your spine.
Dean’s eyes snapped open when he felt the warmth of the celestial being leave his soul and that was when he saw the silvery feathers in his mouth. He quickly released them and Michael pulled the wings back. Dean then noticed his hand clenched around Gabriel’s but the archangel didn’t seem to care, his eyes were focused on Castiel.
So there you have it. This is why we like MPREG. There are about as many reasons to like it as there are MPREG fics to read, so if you don’t see your reason for enjoying the subgenre above, feel free to comment below! Let your voice be heard. Shake off the shame of reading something ‘weird,’ embrace that a lot of people out here enjoy this obscure thing that you also enjoy, and tell us why you like the thing! Why do YOU read MPREG?
The Semantics of Crop Circle Formation: a case study by Sherlock Holmes [unpublished] by canolacrush – John and Sherlock are investigating a weird extraterrestrial-like case but for once, John knows more about it than Sherlock does wink wink read it! (my fave) (this needs heaps more love wtf!!!)
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His tail flopped and he tried to get his balance, but the pain wasn’t stopping and he found himself on his back where he floated. He curled in on his stomach and cried out again, then the pain suddenly eased and he was able to catch his breath and right himself slowly. “W-What just happened?” He gasped, looking at his sore belly.
He gasped, looking over his shoulder to see his beloved mate climbing to her newly morphed legs and rushing over to him. “M-My love…! I-I… I can’t… I can’t push them out…!” He closed his eyes tight just as she knelt next to him, her hands coming to both rub his heavily swollen belly and his tired and sore back.
Suddenly, Francis felt the ring of fire return as his anus slowly bulged and stretched around the baby’s head. His chest burned and he paused to draw breath but too late, the head had slipped back inside. Get back out here!” Niso felt helpless. He could only stay by the pregnant male and offer just the smallest relief. His hands kneaded the knots in Francis’ heaving flank and lower back, easing some of the pressure. “You’re doing it, just keep pushing. It’s already crowned Francis.” He kissed the laboring male’s shoulder and temple as encouragement then shuffled back to check Francis’ entrance. Niso was able to make out a tuft of dark hair poking out as the baby started to crown, and knew it would come out quickly if Francis gave a hard push.
Amy’s Story – part 1Amy laid back as the contractions worsened. She could feel the baby moving down into her hips and moaned in pain. Leshia was there to help her, but it was somewhat of an embarrassment. Amy barely felt female at all on the inside, and if it wasn’t for that witch’s gender spell, she would never had been pregnant in the first place. As far as she was concerned, the only thing that made her predicament acceptable was that she had female genitalia.
I always say it’s the class system based on biological characteristiques and knotting, though other nonnies have pointed out that knotting isn’t omnipresent in fic being written nowadays. Mpreg isn’t so much needed as the possibility of mpreg – and someone may write fic where alphas and omegas are biological dead ends and thus remove the possibility of mpreg and thus remove that possibility and I, personally, would still consider it a/b/o as long as they’d be a differentiated social group. The same rational goes for heats, as long as other biological markers are in place to account for the biological part of the genre. It’s the the articulation between those differences and the social [side] of things that is really the indispensable part.
Sitting in an overly expensive sofa, a pregnant young man was currently watching over several toddlers play on the floor before him. His hand came up to rest on the mound that was his swollen stomach, his womb full with overdue twins. He sighed and rubbed at the stretched skin, his swollen belly exposed. Honestly, I knew mob families were big but this is getting out of hand… He blushed at the thought.
For a prompt on the Outlast Kinkmeme: http://outlastkinkmeme.dreamwidth.org/692.html There are far too many alphas in the asylum. Waylon, a rare male omega, has been stealthily avoiding them up until he stumbles into the lair of one of the strongest he’s encountered: Eddie Gluskin.
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.