“Mpreg Definition Paranormal Mpreg Gay Romance”

Once the omega females fell into heat, they would practically become slaves to their desires. They could do nothing by try desperately to find a release for their need. The dominant alpha male would be affected by the change in pheromone output and also be commanded by his body to please the distressed omega females. They would mate first with the dominant omega female, who would often be the only one to knot with the alpha male. During the first mating the alpha male would be rendered unable to attend to the other omega females making this the most dangerous time for the dominant alpha male’s pack. If the dominant alpha male became complacent or too distracted, other alpha males would swoop in and claim the helpless omega females. This also made bondage quite impractical during this era due to the time required to successfully bond. However, if the pack was developed enough, the physically immature alpha males would stand guard around the heated pack, as they were much less affected by the omega female’s pheromones having not yet developed the glands required to recognize the tempting scent.
Connor and Pippen together set off some serious fireworks and when I wasn’t fanning my face, I was either laughing or fighting tears. They are so much more than their biology, they are each others half. The way Connor can get Pippen to…be calm and still is short of amazing. They make each other want more and be more for the lack of a better word.
A truly wretched book. Everything seemed designed to annoy me from the fact that there were zero women in the universe to the unlikable main characters and cutesy made up terms like “alphahole” and “omegin.”
This book makes my heart break – the way omegas are treated in this world is especially brutal, some of the worst I think I have read in ABO romance, honestly. However, the romance between Braun and Tarek is some of the sweetest, sappiest, wonderful-est things I have read, and that did help offset the brutal world that omegas live in.
Getting pregnant was supposed to solve their problems, but it was only the beginning of more. Gail, an Omega, never wanted to find a mate, he assumed that as soon as he found a mate they would take away his free will. Lucien and Cyrus, an Alpha and a Beta, were happy together and never felt the n…
Jay Sanchez, a beta with anger issues and intense hatred for the world and everyone in it, crosses paths with Aaron McGarren, an alpha jock who shrouds himself with stereotypes in an attempt to hide his crippling anxiety. When they meet, sparks fly. By sparks, I mean the sparks of conflict and a ha…
“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.
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.
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.[7]
Over the years they’d watched Anne Marie grow, they couldn’t deny that their daughter’s behaviour was… odd. For one thing, she hardly took notice of anyone. She never played with other children, instead preferring to play by herself or spin in a corner, or follow insects wherever they went. This had lead to many an incident where either Spy or Sniper would lose her the moment they turned their backs, leading them to run around like headless chickens trying to find her.
Groaning loud, Ferris panted after the contraction and slowly lay his baby down on a patch of smooth rocks, before he hefted himself to his hands and knees. His stomach was still heavily swollen despite having just birthed a full term baby. He reached behind himself, and pushed a finger inside to feel if he was really having a baby anally.
Mpreg Part 1/3a teenager girl named Vicky was ready to mingle. She has been wanting to have a boyfriend ever since her friends got one. A teenager boy named Brett was pregnant. He was at his first stage and 2nd month of pregnancy. They were both at a club when they bumped into each other. Brett didn’t drink alcohol instead he just danced. His belly bump wasn’t noticeable at all. They both danced when Vicky tricked over someone’s foot but was caught by Brett. They offered each other’s numbers to get to know each other. Vicky fell in love with Brett’s brown hair, green eyes, tall figure. Brett fell in love with Vicky’s blonde hair, cute dimples, and nice attitude. They started dating each other. Vicky noticed Brett’s belly getting bigger every week and decided to ask him. “Brett, is everything okay? Lately you have been gaining wait.” “O-oh. Uhm. I guess it’s time to tell you. Promise you will still stay by my side no matter what?” “Of course, what is it?” “I-I’m…….pregnant. I got to go.” “Wait! Y
Computer programmer Peter Callaghan likes his quiet, boring life. But like every year since his seventeenth birthday, a rampaging need to screw every guy with a heartbeat takes over. During this time, he finds he can climb out of his shell and be a normal, horny and slightly sarcastic twenty-five-year-old. Peter knows the hulking man with a biker’s name will go down in history as his hottest bang, but Peter gets more than he bargained for. When the man shows up several weeks later, raving about pregnancies and mythological creatures, Peter realizes he’s being held captive by a crazy person.
He picked up his book, annoyed that he’d lost his page. He lay down on his bed, thinking maybe that would help. Another sharp pain a few minutes later answered that question. Spy curled up slightly from the pain. Non non non. He didn’t like this, he didn’t like this at all. Spy began to pant slowly. He got up and tried to walk it off. Another wave of pain shot through him. Spy leaned on the wall placing one arm above his head, panting even harder. 
Sherlock was standing in the kitchen when it happened, hand resting on the top of his belly as he watched John cook, and the doctor turned with a concerned look on his face when he heard Sherlock’s noise of surprise. He turned to find the detective with both hands pressed against his stomach, a look of shock on his face.
Sam and Dean go grocery shopping with their kids in tow, they think it’ll be a quick trip. Easier said than done, especially when one’s a baby and the other’s a toddler hopped up on sugar. The boys will have their hands full. Wincest, Post-Mpreg.
As Ferris took the babies in his arms, he held them up tiredly, smiling with joy as they both started to feed on the milk that had built up in his chest for them. They suckled happily on him as his nipples produced the milk for them, and he looked at his beloved mate with a worn but overjoyed smile.
Summary: When Yuuri calls Viktor to the ice rink, Viktor assumed it was for more training, but in fact Yuuri has something important to tell his idol and lover. Yuuri didn’t know what to expect when he confessed, but he didn’t expect what he did get.
I am really a fan of Aiden Bates but I struggled with this one. I think it could have been about 50 pages shorter if you cut out the constant theme of “you quit”, no you quit, no really you quit, but seriously you should quit”. The back and forth on that one subject between Trent and Mal almost made me want to stop reading. However, the ending redeemed the crazy back and forth and the last 25% of the book was worth hanging in for.
He groaned as his finger felt a smooth, hard surface. An egg! He could feel the tip, it was definitely an egg. He groaned and pulled his finger back, gripping some rocks now. He bore down and spread his legs as he did, groaning as the egg moved down his anus further. It was far slower than his baby’s progress though.
Michael frowned when the little bundle of light reached out to Lucifer, who had a smug look on his face as he gently took the child from Michael’s unwilling arms. He let out a smile as he held the warmth close, “You’re gonna’ be a troublemaker. I can sense that,” he said in an almost crooning voice.
Charlie had just moved to a new neighbourhood. It was a pretty quiet town, that he knew. But it was also an odd town. He had noticed, how a lot of the townspeople were men – he saw very few women in the town. A lot of them seemed to be overweight, almost looking pregnant, and there were no bars in town, except for one – a gay bar. Another thing he noticed is that all the overweight men were young – about Charlie’s age, in their 20s – but all the healthy men were in their 40s or 50s.
alpha Alpha’s Feline arms Bandages bath bathroom begun bigger body breakfast butt can’t cat shifter ceiling Chapter claws clothes cold couldn’t crawled Damn definitely didn’t want doctor dog food door eating eggs Everything eyes feel felt forgetting Fuck getting glasses Golden Retriever Goldy gonna gorgeous Grey asked Grey’s grip hands handsome hardwood floor head heard heat human form hungry I’m fine Kick kiss kittens lamb legs Let’s lick light looked Loris luxury mate meow Moans muscles must’ve naked nice dog Nope Okay omega pale pit bull pregnant pretty push rain running scent scratched Screams shifted form shiny shiver shrimp sitting smell smiled stared stay sterile stomach stray sure swept swirled Table food Teeth thing I knew tired warm water warmth wasn’t weak weren’t whisked would’ve wrapped Yeah you’re
I like your mind being crazy at two in the morning. This was lovely~ You should do more multiple births (More than one preggers~) Hee~ Awesome! I don’t know why I didn’t read this sooner.  But better late than never!
Oh Darling, Stand By Me BTS- Kim Taehyung had never coped well when there was an angry alpha around, no matter that he wasn’t the object of their fury. Wisely choosing to keep his mouth shut, he ignored the flaring annoyance building up inside his chest at being treated like a frail and delicate porcelain doll who didn’t know any better, once again. He wasn’t frail. He wasn’t delicate. And he also wasn’t anywhere near ignorant. “And how do you suggest we do that?” Alpha Jeon asked eventually, tiredly taking a seat when he realized Alpha Kim was not about to open his mouth any time soon. “How else, Alpha Jeon,” Alpha Park said easily, an eerie smile taking over her lips as she regarded both the kings levelly, “Just like we have sealed our alliances with one another, of course.” (Beatitudinem)
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.
“I’m sorry, but he left to go get a package, though he should be back any minute now. If you’d like, you can wait for him here.” The man, who you assumed was their coach, gestured toward a couple of metal folding chairs. You smiled at him and gave him a small bow.
It was on the way to the infirmary that Spy’s waters finally broke. It came out in one big gush, leaving a large puddle on the floor and making it look like the Frenchman had pissed himself. This only added to Spy’s humiliation.
The earliest evidence to any social order was found amongst the bones of the first groups of nomadic peoples. These groups of people would wander the plains and forests in search of food. Each group, more closely related to packs similar to the 19th and 20th century wolf, would consist of an aggressive alpha male, several omega females and a few young and more submissive alpha males who had not yet met physical maturity. The pack would be closely guarded by the dominating male alpha who would risk their lives in order to protect their property from any threat, including their own offspring once they reached physical maturity. Omega females took the roll of the submissive follower within the pack, never questioning their leaders. However, the omega female most favored by the alpha male would often become the most dominant of the omega females. Gaining the favor of the leader would spark the omega female’s competitive nature, especially in the weeks prior to their heat.
Trapped by a MonsterDoctors said that I was a medical anomaly. Never, in the history of mankind, has there been a documented instance of a biological male become pregnant.This was news. Big news. And there was no way to keep this covered up for long.
“Well, actually, no.” (F/N) sat down at his desk, ramaging through some drawers. “I wanted to ask you if you like it here. At this school, I mean.” (F/N) pushed his glasses up as he pulled out some papers.
Eli Lapp has fallen deep into an inescapable abyss—his parents are dead, leaving him to care for his two young siblings and ailing grandfather, the Amish settlement where he lives has outcast him for being on the wrong side of a pregnancy scandal and he’s a hair’s breadth away from losing the very roof over his head.
Thor smiled as a maid helped him dress (Name) in proper Asgardian infant attire. “Does your father approve of (Name)?” the maid asked as she handed a well-dressed (Name) to her father. For a moment Thor’s brow crinkled. “He has not truly met (Name) before. Tonight will be their  first official meeting,” he murmured the woman. Thor masked his worry and took his child. He waved to the maid and whistled on his way to a dining hall.