“Susi Hawke Mpreg Alpha Beta”

Adam felt the next gush of fluids come from between his egg as he felt the next egg starting down getting closer to his opening. Pushing with the contractions to help its arrival become quicker, Adam knew this next one was one of the medium size one or the large one.
Kim and mother didn’t answer immediately, and I squirmed when I felt the weird prodding sensation again, the numbing potion on numbed down pain. Only after some more poking did Kim look up, at least I think she had, as my vision seem to blur as another intense contraction hit seemingly right after the last.
I snorted and opened the book to the first page, “A little to close for comfort.” I mumbled, and shifted into a more comfortable position when a contraction hit that was less intense than the other, which made it ignorable.
Laying there breathing, Alex had to figure out how to continue pushing long enough for whatever it was to make it past his sphincter. This was taking a toll on him, he rolled over with some difficulty – maybe he just had to switch positions and things will be easier. Grunting a bit, he managed to roll onto his knees so he was in all fours position. He held himself up on his forearms. “Mmmmm,” he rocked back and forth on his knees.
Tôi cố gắng đạp xe đến địa chỉ thừ hai thì cảm giác ẩm ướt lan rộng từ đũng quần kéo theo những cơn co dồn tới. Tôi kiệt sức đổ gục xuống vỉa hè. Hai tay cuộn chặt lấy cái bụng đã căng cứng từ bao giờ, mồ hôi chảy dài trên trán tôi. Nhận thức được điều gì đang diễn ra, tối cố lết đến  căn nhà gần nhất. Nói thì nhanh mà trải qua rất chậm, ấn chuông cửa xong tôi dựa hẳn vào cửa thở hổn hển. Tiếng rên rỉ thoát ra từ miệng tôi thay vì những nhịp thở đều đều . Đúng lúc ấy thì cảnh cửa bật mở, chủ nhà là một cậu thiếu niên.
Mpreg Baby on BattlefieldBANG! It was the battlefield. The fight began and was still going for almost 2 hours. Bullets were fling across the grass running through people. One of the guys in the back was pregnant. His name was Evan. He was passed his due date but was forced to serve in the war. His side didn’t have many fighters if he were to be excused. They needed to win this battle. Evan was behind a rock trying to catch his breath. Blood streamed down his face from attacks and bruises took over his body. They were supplied body masks but Evan wasn’t able to wear it since no matter how he tried it didn’t fit. He was worried something might happen to his baby or him during the battle. He panted from running too much since he ran out of energy quickly. His enormous belly made it hard for him to dodge bullets. He was bumped and shoved a couple of times. Evan ran out from behind the rock and held up his gun and shot many bullets towards the enemies. He ran into a tall man and fell to the ground. He held his stom
The alien gasped and tried to shift in a position where he was both more comfortable and the egg would slip back inside, but it didn’t. In fact, with each movement it seemed to get pushed out further and further; his body trying desperately to eject the egg so the next could crown. And he could feel the next lined up to start descending. “It’s coming out Noir, please I have to get out of here!” He mewled quietly, panting quickly now.
As soon as I reached home, I witnessed another contraction. I held onto the wall for support and groaned in agony. This time it was just as worse. I leaned my back against the wall and sucked in air and huffed out breaths. I then felt this really strong urged to push, but I fought against it. Suddenly, a rush of fluids and blood expelled from my anus, soaking my pants and spilling onto the floor. My waters broke; now I was panicking. The next contraction came quicker than I anticipated, and I gasped, letting out a heart wrenching scream.
Adam felt re leaved yet curious as the man walked out holding something in his hand. Still trying to get the egg out, Adam began trying to push on his heavy stomach pushing down hoping anything would work.
NancyRichFoster: This second book of the Anmah Series was as awesome as the first story, I disagree with spare runner. The names were ordinary names with different spellings, which I for one loved. I am now going to read the third book in this amazingly awesome story!
He traveled miles outside the herd’s territory to a set of small hills. He had crossed them when he left the mares and joined the stallions. Now, he stood on top of them and looked at the wide expanse of empty grassland. Somewhere in there was the nomadic mares’ tribe, and with them, the Mare-Mother Quirina. It has been a year, Mother, he thought, wondering if she could somehow hear him. And I am friendless and feared.
Michael, Gabriel and Lucifer stood back and watched, each wanting to hold their little niece and nephews but they mentally all decided to give the couple some space. With that, they all vanished from the room.
I’m a huge fan of mpreg. I love seeing guys get knocked up by other guys. I don’t why but I do. I especially love my favorite anime characters get knocked up. But as a budding geneticist and heredity obsessed freak I do not like all the mistakes writers and artists make when assigning hair, eye, and skin color. I will be using both mpreg and regular preg. Most of these examples will be Naruto because that is the second biggest result on fanfiction.net when you type mpreg in search.
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I’m sorry to say, but no, male betas cannot get pregnant. As far as I know, in no version of this verse are they able to. Some may have knots, yes but none have omega reproduction systems. While as female beta’s can get pregnant, though rarer than omega pregnancy, male’s can certainly not. They do not go through heat either, and are almost practically normal humans. 
Twas The Night Before ChristmasI sighed as I walked into my house. My 9-month pregnant belly led the way. In my hands are bags of presents that I have to wrap and put under my Christmas tree for family who are coming over in the morning.
A lot of what I’ve learned has been through reading fanfiction, roleplay, and developing my own headcanons and writing my own works. It’s only recently that I’ve learned about Tumblr ABO blogs and learned more about tropes such as courting, “feral” dynamics, and other basic omegaverse topics that needed to be strengthened.
Confident Scout was gone, the Spy straightened himself up and tried to assess the situation. By the looks of things, he’d gone into labour. He had to do everything he could to try not to panic from this revelation. His waters hadn’t broken, that was a good sign. The pain wasn’t constant and for now was bearable. But, if women who’d had children were to be believed, that wouldn’t be the case for long. He knew he’d have to go to the infirmary soon, but would rather not unless he really had to. He was already in a humiliating enough situation as it was no thanks to that madman of a doctor. So Spy continued to pace up and down the small room, stopping to pant whenever he had a contraction. He didn’t know what else to do. The whole time he felt waves of anxiety wash over him which he hadn’t felt since he was a boy, and they only grew stronger as time went on. Spy had never been in this sort of situation before. Never in a million years thought he would. He had no control over what was happening to his own body. He wasn’t prepared for the labour or the birth at all. He’d read some books on how it happened, but found nothing on how to cope with any of it. For the first time in a long time he felt… scared. No, terrified.
I set the sort-of-almost-packed hospital bag by the front door. The rest of the day I rolled around while doing my homework. Even though it was senior year the teachers still gave us a little bit of homework.
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I have enjoyed these stories from the first book. The mc are so easy to care about. The author really has a knack for creating great characters. The Series has had an ever expanding ring of evil that holds you in suspense. This book resolves that problem and at last the hea we’ve waited for is achieved. I hope the author revisits this omegaverse again. It still has stories to tell.
The egg was pushed out a little more, then when he bore down hard his gray eyes snapped open wide and he gasped, the egg having been pushed out completely and into his pants. “I-It’s out!” He lifted himself into standing straight again and clutched his stomach, frozen where he stood.
So having a sound, valid foundation for how Nico and Percy can have own kids is definitely my favorite. I am more than just attached to my next gen and I love Percy and Nico as parents. As a family. It maks me happy.
A rich college student meets a not-so-rich stripper and they embark on a cutesy, sexy, slice of life style journey through the world of the Omegaverse. Not a very good summary, but I never was good at summarizing things.
As the latest contraction gripped her bulging belly, her tail curling of its own accord in reaction to the pain, she groaned, “Not a million times, Tris, maybe just two or three.” Her eyes were scrunched shut in an effort to block everything, including the pain, out.
Coren Darshaw is a retired pirate and a successful weapons dealer. He has everything he wants, but what he needs is an extra hand or two to help him with his business and home. He decides to go to the slave market to purchase a blacksmith and a housekeeper, and instead buys a mysterious young man out of pity. He is not prepared for the consequences.
“I am quite literally a god,” Thor smirked, “It’s obvious who a good parent would be.” Loki rolled his eyes but barely looked up from his tome. Thor swiftly took the baby away from Tony. He spun around and beamed. “She’s such a beautiful child!” he cried merrily. Natasha looked skeptically at the others. “Thor, be careful,” Natasha warned him. Thor beamed at his friend, “Have no worries, Lady Natasha. I helped take care of Loki when we were children.”
I fell back against my overstuffed pillow and let out a tired sign as I massaged my relaxed stomach worriedly. I couldn’t remember exactly what had happened before I blacked out, but whatever happened seems to have affected my body, placing me and my unborn child in danger.
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]
Bo has a lot to teach Ryker–in out and of the bedroom. But Ryker’s hiding something—something that just might destroy everything these two rugged men have built. Can Bo help Ryker reconcile his past for a chance at a family and future together?
AOBI School is a prestigious escalator school that either costs a fortune to attend or is completely free. The Institute researches ways to make life better for all Omegaverse genders. As educating the future leaders is one of the most effective ways to reach the goal, all students are required to take courses in sociology, psychology and biology. This story starts with people involved in the AOBI Special Class A.