“Mpreg Derives Harry”

But is Aaron willing to open up his mind to a world beyond the physical, while Indigo struggles to open up his heart after his devastating loss? And how many ‘coincidences’ need to occur before they both stop denying destiny?
If the conflict was supposed to be dealing with the other pack, well the author solved that conflict and then blindsided us at the end I guess for dramatic effect? I don’t even know. I was not only confused, but I was also asking, why? Absolutely nothing, aside from Jason’s heat, was resolved. The court hearings were very anticlimactic in a story that started with two men running for their lives. Idk what I expected. Death? *shrug* It certainly would have been more interesting.
fandom: rpf_j2, genre: slash, kink: bottom_jensen, kink: graphic_birth, kink: mpreg, kink: penatration_not_anal, kink: pregnant_sex, kink: public_sex, rating: nc17, status: complete, title: unexpected arrival, verse: unexpected
I already know what room in the house I we-I can use. I also know I do not want a pink room if it’s a girl, it’s extremely cliche and expected. But I would love to have a blue room for a boy, maybe some green and yellow mixed in. 
Yiffpirate graciously lended me his characters Freddy & Foxy so that I could write this. (I probs did horribly at characterising his characters, but I tried my best (read through about & FAQ several times on his tumblr))I’ve no idea how Foxy’s mental afflictions are characterised (Google, you have failed me), but I hope I did it somewhat well.
Dylan spread my naked legs to see if he could see the baby. I wasn’t that worried since I knew Dylan’s mom was a doctor who delivered babies. I remembered how he told me that he had to learn about delivering babies because of his mom.
He put the scroll down and yawned, stretching his arms. He decided to at least try and get some sleep since he slept rarely as the baby was being a pain and kept kicking him. Especially at night, which kept him awake.
I to tell my friend, Dylan, the one who got me pregnant, that I am pregnant and more specific that it’s his child. I had to try and stop myself though. If he were to find out then he would stop talking to me from thinking I was weird or gross. He wouldn’t want me anymore.
Knox had been with Shane the night of the accident, and while both young men had dreamed of entering the national rodeo circuit, it was Knox who had escaped unharmed and went on to become a national star. Shane’s resentment toward Knox since the accident is fierce, and while Wyatt is his brother’s staunchest advocate, the passionate kiss he shared with Knox before he joined the circuit has him wondering if he can stay away from the sexy bull rider now that he’s returned.
WARNING: This Fan-Fic will contain some sexual content, minor language, and though I regret having to give spoilers, eventual Mpreg. If you do not like any of these, than this is not the story for you, and I would appreciate if you refrained from using this story to complain about how Mpreg is impossible, against God, or just how much you hate it.
I’m a little bummed I didn’t enjoy this more. Something was just missing for me. Not enough to make it bad but just off. I mostly liked the characters, they were fine. I did feel for them. But the writing felt a little….shallow. There’s a lot of serious difficult subjects but it didn’t delve into it deep enough for me. There were a couple of political references that made me laugh/cringe. Braun kind of annoyed me towards the end. The groveling he made Tarek do was a little much. Tarek had his …more
This world is one where no females exist, and a small percentage of males, the omegas, have the ability to become pregnant. Omegas go into heat, an overwhelming physiologic experience, every three months. It is during that 48 hour window that an alpha could impregnate the omega. And, the offspring can be any of the three genders: alpha, beta or omega. In this world. alphas have the best opportunities, best job prospects and best lives. They get their pick of the matable omegas. Betas are second- …more
Omegas are the softer and more gentle of these roles. They are the nurturing parents who raise their children and they are the only ones in here who can get pregnant besides Beta females. The female Omegas use their systems as normal, getting pregnant that way and then nurturing the child like they should. But for the males, it is very different. All Omegas go through heats, it all depends on the author how often they go into heats. During this time, they are most fertile. But the pre-heat is what the males have to go through. Since they only have one hole, their rectum, that is also doubling as protection for the female parts. During pre-heat, the parts start to grow after they empty their rectum completely. The reason they do it is so nothing gets stuck in the uterus. But Omegas are the smaller ones with less muscle and smaller penises if they are male. They love to take care of children and all that parenting stuff.
Noir was sitting in the booth, his arms crossed and a wicked grin on his face. Dionysus was giving birth to his eggs right in the middle of the restaurant and the alien couldn’t seem to stop himself. “Better not push anymore, you might just pop out another egg.” He chuckled.
Ever since their first meeting, Matt and Drew have hated each other. Drew is everything that infuriates Matt: selfish, privileged and opinionated, a true alpha. And Matt is everything that inflames Drew, it seems: caring, impulsive and uncompromising.
The reserve was known for rescuing a rare and valuable species called Floks that could be separated into four subtypes, much like humans have the male and female sexes but multiple genders. There were Alphas and Carriers, and those could each be split into two. Alphas had normal Alphas, and Chief Alphas. The Chiefs were the strongest and/or most handsome in the group. The reserve didn’t really run in such a way where there were Chiefs, but Georgina supposed if she had to pick out of the three Alphas they had, their red one with no group would be the Chief. The Carriers had a similar subtype, a Queen, or simply put, the Alpha of the group’s favorite Carrier.
Having caught his breathe as much as he was going to, Adam had to continue to push hoping very soon this huge egg would come out, “Nnnnnghhhh….aaahhhhh….ooohhhh….help me gawd please!!!!!!!!!!” Adam screamed into the other room hoping the man would hear him and be able to help.
Hi, I’m just dropping this comment here to let you know this story is stolen. This person did NOT write it. My friend and I did. This person stole this and one of my stories, and many pictures which don’t belong to them.