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Let’s say Sasuke gets Naruto pregnant(I’m a major SasuNaru shipper btw) and nine months later Naruto pops out a baby girl (Because I’m a fan of Overprotective!Sasuke). Most writers make the little girl have Sasuke’s blueish black hair and Naruto’s sparkling blue eyes. Wrong! The SasuNaru spawn can’t have blue eyes because Sasuke’s black eyes are more dominant.

Jamie did so, he let his legs float in the water. Jamie leaned his head back on Jess’s shoulder and waited for an urge to push.  A contraction felt like an intense wave of pleasure against his pelvis. It was like sex, but being entered from the inside. Jamie waited excitedly for the urge to begin pushing, but a contraction hadn’t arrived yet. Instead, he leaned back on Jess and breathed heavily, making O’s with his mouth. Jess started nipple stimulation.

Sam was going to tell him earlier because even angry he knew it was important for Dean to know, but then things kept coming up. First, Sam found out his brother lied to him and had tricked him into saying yes to an angel, then he wasn’t talking to his brother and then he got the friggin’ Mark of Cain. Finally, the cherry on top of the icing of the cake, finally, his beloved big brother became the most hated of their enemies, a fucking demon!

This is a stand alone gay romance novel, 118,000 words, with a strong happy ending, as well as a well-crafted, non-shifter omegaverse, with alphas, betas, omegas, male pregnancy, heat, and knotting. Content warning for pregnancy loss and aftermath.

That’s when Alfred had the feeling to bear down. “N-no. N-n-need…to puuush.” Alfred moaned bearing down and going into a squatting position over the toilet. Matthew raced over to the stall where Alfred was groaning and whimpering.

A Hunt nearly going wrong is the least of Sam and Dean’s problems when an over looked creature exacts it’s vengeance. WARNING- Non-con and future Wincest & Mpreg. Don’t Like Don’t read, NO FLAMES AND PLEASE REVIEW!

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Amrie’s fingers were cold against Morrigan’s skin pressing down on the sensitive swell of her stomach, soothing whispers breaking the silence of the night as Morrigan hissed through the cloth in her mouth and bared down when her lover instructed.

”Young Master,You can do this. I know you’re exhausted,Scared and in pain but you need to get this baby out! Push!” Sebastian demands,unadvertenly screaming out as he feels his own baby begin to crown. Ciel assumes he’s just mad at him,and resumes pushing. He screams out and with a push,The babies head is clear. Sebastian desperately tugs,Albeit gently and frees the baby,A protesting baby boy. He wraps him up and places him with Ciel before laying more towels on the bed and laying beside Ciel. Ciel thinks nothing of it,Just places his hand on Sebastian’s stomach,His eyes going wide as he feels the demon’s stomach harden under his hand.

“Shh, it’s ok, you’re doing great. Just a little bit more and we can meet our baby. Don’t you want to meet him? It won’t be long now I promise.” Jared peppered his face with soft kisses and wiped at the sweat.

The calculated River Robinson is an alpha wolf shifter who works as a financial advisor – he’s used to having everything figured out. All of that falls apart after he becomes divorced from a woman he never wanted to be married to in the first place. Following his first visit to a gay bar, he meets an interesting and charismatic man… who is also oddly familiar.

Jensen just nodded and started the laborious task of shifting himself around on the seat. Half way through twisting round another contraction ripped through his belly, almost sending him tumbling out the open door.

It only took seconds after the archangels arrived before they were moving into action. Castiel had started to panic, his wings shaking and thrashing around the room as some angelic instincts took over. He felt his body start to react when another angel came near Dean and a feral, dangerous growl escaped his lips as he curled his wings around his mate.

Then he hurried over to the bathroom, picking up both swaddled babies from the floor and returning to the bedroom, laying them on the large bed next to their bearer. Francis moaned and wriggled weakly on the bed. His strength was spent. Francis threw an arm over his forehead and inhaled sharply as another contraction rolled over him. He was so tired. All he wanted was to sleep, and erase the last four hours. He turned his head and gasped loudly when his muscles tensed again, biting into the duvet to muffle his cries. Niso sat on the bed and watched him, gripping at his hand lightly now. There wasn’t anything he could do but sit there with him. Sighing, he shook his head, wondering when Francis would next give birth and how many more he’d be having. Francis buried his face in the pillow. His soft cries became more urgent as he curled in on himself, clutching his heaving abdomen. His insides felt like they were being ripped open. “Nnnggh..!”With the next contraction he squeezed Niso’s hand, hard enough to bruise. His back arched off the bed as the baby suddenly shifted and the horrible pressure in his pelvis returned. Francis groaned and rubbed his stomach furiously, feeling his muscles seize and contract against his will. This was not his body anymore; he had no control. Niso gritted his teeth but didn’t say anything, allowing Francis to squeeze his hand. “Is it coming yet?” He asked, frowning as he watched Francis continue to writhe on the bed. his free hand, Niso tried to keep the other’s legs spread wide, hoping the nightmare would be over soon with the final birth or births. Francis whined, struggling to loose himself from the covers. He wanted to be on all fours but his legs were tangled and plastered to the bedsheets by sweat and birth fluids. He rolled over to his side and looked at Niso. “N-Need to get up..” Francis managed to gasp out before he concentrated on his breath. This time the pain was so strong it felt like knives were being twisted inside his gut. He latched onto Niso’s arm and tried to haul himself upwards, wheezing, when suddenly his stomach clenched and a gush of fluids splashed down his legs. Francis shuddered. “AHHHHHHHHHHH…!”

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.

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