“Paranormal Mpreg Steamy Alpha Beta Omega Fanfiction”

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.
During a fun day event for the kids, in the small town of Harmony, the Alphas paths cross. Jensen is of course his shy self and Dean is much intrigued. What will happen after?… (Read and find out more)….NOTE: THIS IS AN ALPHA/ALPHA FIC
Joel finally answered his question as he lifted his eyes to look at the man’s eyes. “The smallest are just bigger than the berries you ate and the biggest can be as large as an ostrich egg.” he said, enjoying the way his stomach was swelling and saw bulges of the eggs on the surface of his taut belly.
okay so i love mpregs but why is it that alot of stories start like this. okay if you know that boys aren’t suppose to get pregnant then why buy a pregnancy test instead of going to the doctors. this is just so confusing to me.
The Origin of The Football Players 02WARNING:  THIS STORY CONTAINS UNDERAGE MALE ON MALE SEXUAL INTERCOURSE (I love that word!!!), MPREG, A SOLO MPREG BIRTH SCENE, AND A LITTLE ABUSE, IF YOU CONSIDER BULLYING AND OCCASIONAL PUNCHING ABUSE.  IF YOU DO NOT LIKE ANY OF THE THINGS MENTIONED ABOVE, PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS STORY.  IT IS THAT SIMPLE.  THANK YOU.  IF YOU DO WANT TO THIS, PLEASE ENJOY THE FOLLOWING STORY.
Hissing in pain, Dionysus bore down again only to groan louder than he’d meant to as the two eggs crowding his pelvis tried to exit at the same time. He held his belly and slowly waddled for the bathrooms. Normally stares didn’t bother him but this time he was embarrassed as people he passed looked at his swollen belly and the way he walked.
And okay, it’s actually kind of sweet, Dean being unusually snuggly like this, even though Cas knows it’s a ploy and even if it’s a bit uncomfortable with all that extra weight against him—though Cas certainly knows better than to mention as much. (He does now, at least.)
“Hey Mach! Cut thith thing for uth, pleathe!” Machete looked up in time to see one of the other Carriers toss something over. He caught it, yelping. It was a dragon fruit, so he knew it was for Pixel. He sliced it in half, and cut out the white insides. He decided to dice them up, and brought back the two halves to the group. The Carrier who had tossed it to him, Peppermint, took it back.
Castiel held his hands in place for a moment, not even caring that Gabriel was holding Dean’s hand or that Michael was letting him drink his grace. Castiel had to focus on the child. He took a deep breath when he felt something move into his hands. He knew at once that it was the child.
Since 2000, several hoax web sites have appeared on the Internet[13] purporting to describe the world’s first pregnant man. While sometimes relying on legitimate scientific claims, in reality, no such experiment has ever been reported. Fertility clinician Cecil Jacobson claimed to have transplanted a fertilized egg from a female baboon to the omentum in the abdominal cavity of a male baboon in the mid-1960s, which then carried the fetus for four months; however, Jacobson did not publish his claims in a scientific journal, and was subsequently convicted on several unrelated counts of fraud for ethical misconduct.[9]
A very early example, (perhaps the first?) of mpreg art, from the 1980 Star Trek: TOS zine Galactic Discourse #3, artist Linda White. “Bones, would you come to my cabin please? I think it’s time you learned the truth about Setarcos.” It is a riff on the story Beyond Setarcos
Dionysus huffed and tried to get up from his seat to just leave, but found he was wedged tightly between the table and chair. “Why did we have to sit at a booth?” He whined quietly, rubbing his stomach to try and soothe the pain that throbbed through. The contraction eased, but the pressure of an egg trying to slip into his anus hadn’t.
“My wife’s about to give birth!” he practically screamed at the nurse, causing her to flinch and touch her ears subtly. Lately, loud noises had been incredibly piercing. She felt a flutter in her belly and rubbed the round mass, easing her own unborn child. Clearly the baby didn’t like the noise either.
Because sometimes his alpha instinct got the better of him. And though he was confident he wouldn’t do anything to that extreme (and that Yaku was more than capable of taking care of himself should that happen), Lev wasn’t positive he wouldn’t end up saying something stupid.
“You know what? You are right!” Dean turned away and made way to his room. “Do whatever the fuck you want. See if I care!” A little later a door slammed and Sam turned to Castiel. The angel’s eyes seemed watery but his lips were thinned in anger.
Omega Hayes Kensington comes from an elite world. As a member of one of the founding families, his ancestors created the Silvertooth Harbor Pack. Hayes’ father has always hated that Hayes is an omega and their family name will die with him. All his life, Hayes has known that one day his father will sell him to the highest bidder for an advantageous political mating, but Hayes can’t stop thinking about the alpha he met with the amazing eyes, the one he knows his father plans to kill.
There are a pair of grogeous teen girls who live next door to me. Lauren and Amy were the same age as me and we’ve all been through school together. As we have grown up and hit our teens, I’ve found myself sexual attracted to the girls, and they also felt the same way. During our early teens we spent most of the time doing the “You show yours, I’ll show mine” situations, but never had sex.
I wonder if the reaction to mpreg here reflects a (general) male attitude toward pregnancy and the belief that it’s considered the ultimate societal marker of femaleness/femininity. It seems like a fairly bog-standard trope to me, and the visceral, pearl-clutching reaction on this sub is baffling. (Gross! A violation! Shudders! The worst! – that sort of reaction.) It’s not that surprising or out-there a variation on Stuff That Can’t Happen in the Real World, especially when you have magic to handwave it. The insistence that it violates biology or that the story is bad/ridiculous if it doesn’t include a carefully worked out scientific explanation sounds like an “ew, ew, get it away from me!” excuse, since you can legitimately say, “Because magic.” Or, in Stargate Atlantis, to cite another fandom, “Because mysterious alien technology.” Fanfiction uses shortcuts and narrative crutches all the time – unless, as is also true, the point of the story is the tech or the biological transformation or whatever, in which case, go to town inventing the pseudo-scientific details of your magical MacGuffin.