#mpreg fic

[daddytonysgirl17]

"Oh, feel here! It's our baby"! Eagerly, Alexander wakes his beloved Jesse in the middle of the night. Only a couple of days until the due date now. You guys could use a few hours of sleep.

[mpregandproud]

The man of my dreams

Getting pregnant was the best thing I've ever done in my life. I used to be the invisible kid in class. I was skinny, unattractive, nobody noticed me. I never had a boyfriend, and I had a hard time finding a guy to fuck. But sometimes life has surprises in store.

One night at a fraternity party I got drunk and woke up the next day naked on a bed. I didn't remember anything that had happened the day before, but something in me felt different.

It took me a couple of weeks to figure out what it was. That night I don't remember I got pregnant. I was carrying a baby.

A month into the pregnancy, my belly was already showing a little. My skin glowed, my hair looked better than ever and my body grew. Something clicked with my fellow faculty members because from that day on I started getting visitors in my room or they would offer to accompany me to the bathrooms every time I had to leave class to pee. And it only got better as the months went by.

Frank, Isaak, Daniel, David, Aaron, Scott, Bruce, Bob… there wasn't a guy who didn't approach me since I got pregnant. Tall, muscular, blondes, brunettes, attractive, and with huge dicks. My ass had never had such a good time as it had these past few months.

But there was only one problem. The one guy I'd always liked, the one I'd been talking to at that party nine months ago, George, was the only one who hadn't paid any attention to me. He was the most handsome man I'd ever seen. Tall, athletic, intelligent, dark hair and beard. Someone mysterious, but successful. The man of my life, even if he didn't know it yet.

These last few weeks, on the other hand, my sexual activity has slowed down quite a bit. My huge belly, I am expecting triplets after all, prevents me from going to class every day. The doctor has recommended me to rest, so my encounters have gone. My pleasure lately is to eat like a pig, while lying in my underwear on the couch watching episodes of Friends.

One of these days, while I was devouring two huge pizzas, the doorbell rang. With great difficulty I got up and approached the door. I had to stop a couple of times, because for the last couple of days the contractions have started. I'm about to give birth, it's nothing unusual.

When I opened the door my water almost broke. The man that was waiting only lives in my dreams. George was standing there, wearing a tight white T-shirt that showed all his muscles. I didn't know how to react, I didn't know what to say, I was speechless:

- "Hello, handsome" - He said to me with a perfect smile.

- "H... h... hi. What are you doing here?" - I answered with a blush on my face. Was that a dream I was seeing?

- "I think you have something that's mine… ours. Don't you?"

- "What do you mean?" - I was speechless again. What would I want to say.

- "Nine months ago we were together... don't you remember? I was scared after fucking you, it was my first time with a man and I never felt that good with someone. I was stupid, I ran away and I haven't dared to come back here".

- "You? Was it you? Did you get me pregnant?"

- "Yes, I think I did. I spent the night with you, we were together all the time and after many drinks you took me to bed."

- "Thank you. I couldn't say anything else..."

- "Thank you?"

- "Yes, thank you for giving me the greatest gift of my life." - We were both crying and smiling at the same time.

- "Get the over here!" - He grabbed my face with his two strong hands and kissed me with a passion I had never felt before.

We kissed and went to the bed. He helped me take off my boxers and ate my whole cock. Fuck, what is this, I've never been so hard. If I didn't cum four times I didn't cum any, and this had only just begun.

With the same confidence with which he appeared in my house he grabbed my belly on both sides and kissed every inch of my skin and sucked my breasts that were already a considerable size with milk. My body was filled with an electricity that I had never experienced before. I was in heaven. This is real love.

When I thought it was all over, he opened my legs and pushed his penis in. A slow, gentle movement. The gentleness, the pleasure, the rhythm. Again, this man is a sex god, and the father of my children. He is mine. He is mine. HE IS MINE.

And then... the waters broke. A whirlwind of water rushed out of me. The three little people who united us forever were coming. In the end I will not give birth alone, George is here with me. Dad and daddy, finally together.

[innerthighfest]

Final Stretch

The quiet hum of the fridge was all that filled the air. The blinds weren't drawn fully, letting soft sunlight filter in through the cracks, casting a warm glow over the room. It was peaceful, almost too peaceful. At 27, He never expected to find himself at this stage of his life; Yet here he was, living alone and 9 months pregnant—a round, swollen reminder of the life he was about to welcome into the world.

He sat on the edge of his bed for a moment, just staring at the floor, feeling the weight of his stomach pushing him forward. He rubbed his belly. The baby, as if responding to his touch, kicked—soft but insistent. The movement startled him, making his heart race so early in the morning. The baby had been kicking more frequently lately, more forcefully now. It was running out of room.

He exhaled, trying to push the discomfort aside. The ache in his lower back and the pressure in his pelvis were constant. But today, for some reason, it felt worse. Everything felt more difficult. The simple act of getting out of bed now took more effort than it used to.

With a grunt, he slowly pushed himself to his feet. His legs trembled, and he had to grab the edge of the bed to steady himself. Every step felt like an uphill battle. His body, stretched to its limits and protested with each movement. He proceeded forward, the weight of his belly causing him to lean slightly backward to counteract the weight, his back aching with each awkward step.

The bathroom seemed miles away. He shuffled toward it, holding his stomach as if it might collapse under its own weight. His belly, impossibly round, swayed with every movement, and his hips were sore. It had become a task in itself to walk from one room to the next with no support.

He made it to the bathroom. His reflection stared back at him: His shirt clung to his skin, tight over the curve of his abdomen. It was strange to look at himself like this—so different from who he had been just months ago. His face was a bit flushed, and his hair a little messier than usual.

His breath caught as he felt another sharp kick. He winced, his hand automatically pressing against his belly. The baby moved again, more persistently this time, as if reminding him it was there. He let out a small chuckle to himself, the sensation comforting, but also a little overwhelming. "Hsss, easy now,” he muttered, rubbing his belly in soothing circles.

His bathroom routine had become increasingly difficult. Even brushing his teeth now required him to lean against the counter for balance. His swollen belly rested atop the sink's ledge, providing relief for his back.

When he was done, he turned slowly, his feet sore from the minimal walking he’d done so far. He made his way to the kitchen, each step slow and deliberate. It was hard to ignore the weight pressing down on him, making everything seem like such a monumental task. Reaching up to grab a cereal bowl felt like a stretch—his whole midsection pushed forward, the skin taut as he reached higher.

As he poured cereal into the bowl, the baby kicked again, stronger this time, and He stumbled back, one hand instinctively going to his belly. He breathed through it, trying to focus on the sensation instead of the discomfort it caused, but it was hard to concentrate. He had so much on his mind, and the baby’s movements only seemed to distract him more. He rested his hands on the countertop, trying to compose himself.

Every time the baby moved it sent a wave of emotion through him. Excitement, fear, hope, all mixed together. He couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel when the baby was finally in his arms, when he wasn’t carrying this incredible weight all in his heavily pregnant belly. But for now, it was a constant, like a ticking clock—reminding him with every shift and nudge that it wouldn’t be long before the baby arrived.

After breakfast, He slowly made his way to his desk. The chair loomed in front of him, and the thought of sitting down was relieving. His belly felt in the way, the roundness of it pressing against the edge of the desk as he tried to adjust himself. He had to tilt slightly to the side to avoid having his stomach pressed up against the hard surface.

He pulled his chair forward, his belly wedged firmly between his legs and the desk. His legs felt stiff, and he had to readjust several times before he was comfortable. It was nearly impossible to maintain good posture. The curve of his belly made it hard to find a comfortable position. His back ached, and the pressure on his abdomen didn’t help. Every time he shifted, it felt like the baby was going to kick him out of his chair.

He groaned softly as he tried to focus on the documents in front of him, but it was difficult. Every few minutes, the baby moved again, making it hard to concentrate. He placed both hands on his belly, rubbing it absentmindedly, hoping the baby would settle down. But each time, there was a strong nudge and a tightening of his skin. He sighed and leaned back in the chair, closing his eyes for a moment.

It wasn’t just the baby’s movements that distracted him—it was the overwhelming physical toll of being this pregnant. The discomfort, the constant awareness of his own body, the soreness in his joints—it was exhausting. His big baby belly felt hot to the touch.

He continued to rub his belly, feeling the baby shift inside. It was a reminder that no matter how hard today was, it would soon be over. The thought brought some comfort, even if the physical strain felt impossible to push past.

For now, though, He had to keep going. One step at a time, he had to keep going to support his baby. Even if he felt like he couldn’t do it anymore. He would. Because the baby was coming and his life would change forever.

But for today it was enough to sit back and let his hands rest on his belly, awaiting the next kick.

[emiimagination]

Radioapple child

It's…. maybe for a future fiction ^^

[azzys-secret-kink-blog]

"It's just one night," Remy said to himself. He'd been dared to enter an abandoned hospital and stay the night there in a sort of hazing ritual by his fraternity, and the rules were that he had to spend the entire night, sunset to sunrise, in the building. If he chickened out he would have to be the booze runner for the rest of the year.

He'd brought a few things with him. A flashlight, sleeping bag, snacks, water bottle, and some matches, just in case, among some other things he felt he might need. He figured nothing crazy would happen, worst case scenario he ran into a squatter or something, but he was still a bit nervous. The hospital was rumored to be haunted, and his frat brothers made sure to let him know that before he went in for the night. They'd told Remy that people who went in would see the ghost of one of the patients that died in the hospital back before it was shut down due to rampant malpractice. Of course, he didnt believe them, and he didnt believe in ghosts.

He stepped through the trashed lobby. chairs were strewn about and a thin layer of dust covered them. Broken beer bottles were swept into a corner, evidence of other people coming here to goof around, maybe even previous frat members. He kept going into one of the halls, just looking for a room to hunker down in and just sleep through the night. He found one down the hall a ways that wasn't full of broken glass or anything nasty, and set his backpack down on the floor and laid out his sleeping bag. He sat on top of it and decided to play on his phone for a bit before he went to sleep.

~~~

Remy opened his eyes to a hospital room lit with fluorescent lights. In front of him stood a heavily pregnant woman with a massive belly attached to her gaunt frame. She had long black hair and tear streaks running down her face. Her hospital gown was torn and ragged. She looked at him with a pained expression and clutched her stomach. A hoarse and ragged voice escaped her lips in a fearful plea.

"Help me."

~~~

Remy awoke with a jolt. He grabbed the flashlight from his bag and shined it around the room. Nothing.

"Heh. Just a dream. Theres no such thing as ghosts. Its just what the other guys said getting in my head," he said to himself. He flicked the flashlight off and put it back in the bag, then turned around to go to sleep and was greeted with a familiar tear streaked face. He screamed and scrambled back against the wall. She stood, and he noticed that she was translucent, and had a glow to her.

"No way. I'm dreaming. This can't be real. Ghosts aren't real," Remy said, rubbing his eyes. When she was still there, hands on her belly, he stood. "Who . . . are you?"

She slowly walked toward him, saying nothing. He pressed himself flat against the wall, unsure of what to do. She stood between him and the door, so he couldn't make a run for it. And even if he could, did he want to? She had been in his dream, and maybe she really did need help.

The woman slid her hand up under his shirt. Remy began to speak, but it felt like the air had been taken from his lungs. The woman held her icy hand on his stomach, as if feeling for something. Finally, she spoke.

"You will do."

She backed away and grabbed her belly once more. Suddenly, it was flat, and three orbs flew out from under her tattered gown. They swirled around her, and she whispered something to them before they turned toward Remy. They flew towards him, right to his stomach, and then they were gone. He didn't feel any different, and patted himself down just to make sure. He looked up to see the woman gone.

"Okay, just a weird dream or a hallucination. Asbestos can cause hallucinations right? This place has to have asbestos in it. I should really-"

He was cut off by a sudden lurch in his gut. He held onto the wall for balance with one hand and lifted his shirt with the other. He gasped in disbelief as he saw a glowing spot on his lower stomach. He put his hand on it and felt a cool, pulsing mass underneath his hand. There was no way this could be a dream, he would have woken up by now. This was real.

He slid down the wall onto his but as he felt another lurch in his belly, and then pressure. It began to push against his hand, growing bigger by the second.

"Oh my god, what's happening? What did you do to me?" he yelled, but the woman was nowhere to be seen. His gut pushed out, bigger and bigger, looking like someone in the early stages of a pregnancy. He felt the three spirits that had entered him shifting inside, which showed no signs of stopping.

His shirt began to slide up, exposing the glowing orb underneath. he looked to be in the second trimester now, and still getting larger. He looked around for something, anything, that could help whatever situation he'd somehow got himself into. He slowly stood again, using the wall as a brace, and hobbled back to his bag. He pulled out a knife, considered for a moment, and then put it back. If he tried that he'd probably end up with a nasty infection, or worse, just bleed out. He had no choice but to sit and watch himself grow.

He'd reached full term size by now, but was still going. He remembered that there hadn't just been one, but three, orbs that had entered him. He figured they must be spirits, so that meant that he was carrying triplets.

A few minutes later and he was the same size the ghost woman had been, if not bigger. The spirits in his womb thrashed and kicked, making his belly deform and stretch with each and every movement. He felt the growth slow, then finally stop. Then he felt something new, like a hot iron band gripping his belly. He groaned through it, hands holding the taut mound that had become of his midsection.

When the contraction finally let up, he took a moment to breathe and reposition himself. The spirits continued to use his organs like punching bags inside him, but they had slowed down ever so slightly. He had figured at this point that he was going through a rapid pregnancy with some sort of ghost babies. He saw a bit of paper in the corner that he hadn't noticed before, and crawled over to grab it. It was a newspaper clipping about a woman who had been kept at the hospital during her pregnancy, and ultimately she and her children had died due to the doctors' negligence. The picture showed a cheerful looking young woman with long black hair named Liu, obviously a picture taken before her stay there.

Another contraction crashed through Remy and he dropped the paper. He began to feel something down below, something moving into his canal. He screamed at the burning in his belly as the head of the spirit moved down his birth canal. He managed to shimmy his pants off and felt around his crotch. A cold teardrop shape was forming, the head of the spirit. He pushed and grunted as the opening got wider around the head. It didn't hurt as much as he thought it would, but by the time the head had slipped out he was panting and sweating. How was he going to get three of these things out?

After a moment the next contraction hit, and he pushed with all his might, and suddenly Liu was back, between his spread legs, ready to catch the baby between them. Remy didn't have the energy to ask her where she went, but just kept on pushing. The head slipped out of him, then the shoulders, then the rest of it all at once. Remy slumped against the wall and took a deep breath in an attempt to regain a little bit of energy, before he was hit with another contraction. He pushed, again and again, until the second spirit was out and in Liu's arms.

His belly had shrunk significantly by now, but the last spirit appeared to be the biggest. It thrashed inside him, showing no signs of wanting to leave. Remy welcomed the break, taking another moment to rest.

Suddenly he felt Liu shove her arm up his hole. She wanted her babies, and she wanted them NOW. She wasn't going to give him a break until she had all three.

Remy tried to grab her arm and pull it out, but his hand passed right through it. She was pushing further and further into him, until he could see her hand up inside his belly. She grabbed the thrashing baby still inside him and began to pull. He screamed in pain, begging her to stop as she tugged on the spirit.

She pulled and pulled, eventually sticking her other arm up into him to help pull the baby. He felt a foot pop out of him, then another, then the legs, torso, arms, and then . . . it was stuck. Liu kept pulling, and Remy kept screaming, crying out for someone to help him. He pushed and pushed, but the head wouldn't budge.

After what felt like hours of pushing and pulling, the head finally slipped out of him. Liu picked up the other two babies and, holding all three, began to walk towards the door. Before she left, she turned back to Remy and spoke.

"Thank you. You're the first one they sent it who could actually help me." She smiled, and faded away as she walked out the door. The room began to spin, and finally, Remy passed out.

~~~

Remy awoke to a faint light coming through the window. He looked down to see his sore, and very much bare, crotch just out in the open, and remembered the events of the night before. It hadn't been a dream. He'd really gotten possessed and given birth to ghost babies. He couldn't believe it.

He got up and tugged his pants back on. If the other guys found out about this, he'd probably get ridiculed for the rest of his college career, if not his life. They could NOT find out about this.

He gathered up his things and rolled up his sleeping bag. He looked around for the newspaper clipping, but couldn't find it anywhere. He'd have to look for it later. He lifted his shirt to make sure everything was normal again, then booked it back to the lobby entrance. Two of the boys were waiting for him outside.

"So, how was it? Did you see any ghosts?" one of them asked.

"Come on guys, you know I didn't," Remy lied.

Both of the other boys smiled, looked at each other, and snickered.

On their way out of the lot, Remy looked back to see Liu, her three children around her, all waving goodbye. He whipped back around. He was never, ever, coming back here again.

[allthingsmpreg]

The Walk Home

“Hsss ah, guys calm down.” I said to my hugely pregnant belly, running my hands inside my shirt over my huge stomach. Another contraction had hit me, I sat at the bus stop waiting for my usual late bus. I was heading to my last class that I would be attending in person, the next week I was my expected due date.

I’m a college student, first year actually and I had already managed to get myself pregnant. I was definitely afraid when I found out, but I was determined to make this work and prove myself and everyone wrong. I was still attending classes, and had plans in motion in order to attend school still and take care of my babies.

There I was, nine months and hugely pregnant sitting at the bus still. I still made myself walk to the bus stop, a half a mile walk, it was something I had done my entire pregnancy. I hadn’t thought of anything different, despite waking up that morning with an contractions. I had been experiencing random ones for days now, I had figured they were Braxton hicks.

God, was I wrong.

“Oh, jeeez guys let’s stop. Oh wow.” I groaned as a strong contraction clenched through me. I took a deep breath, continued my breathing as I gripped onto ky backpack. The contractions were so intense, I clenched my bag, until finally it was over.

I gripped the seat and pulled myself up, my entire belly needing help. Sometimes I wondered how I was so small and still do, how my huge belly was supported by my small frame. Standing up I decided to pace around for few seconds, then I felt it.

“Oh not you have, ahhh.” I moaned in shock. My legs spread as I felt a large gust of water spill frok me and into my underwear, down my legs. My water had broken. “Nooo no no babies please, oooooo!” I gripped the bench as the next contraction ripped through me.

I was in labor

When the contraction ended, I pulled my phone and opened the Uber app. I never took Uber because I was saving money, however I felt that day could be the exception. To my horror it said that their was no available drivers at that moment, I cursed myself as I panicked. I had no choice but to walk home.

I started waddling myself back to the corner to cross the extremely busy intersection where I take the bus. Pressing the walk sign, I looked both ways frantically as I continued to press the button for it to change allow me to walk. I was trying to get home, or at least get a close as possible before my next contraction came.

‘Walk sign is on’ I heard and the walking sign appeared.

I stepped into the busy intersection, cars all around stopped as the hugely pregnant boy walked through the street. I placed my hand on my back as I waddled through the street. I had just passed halfway, then the pain of another contraction hit me.

“Ahhh.” I groaned as i gripped my bag again, my walking getting slower. The pains of the contraction made me want to all but stop. But I was so damn close and I knew I had to keep going. I turtle walked, eventually make it back onto the side walk on the other side. I gave in and leaned against a light post, breathing through that contraction. “MHMMMMMM!” I groaned.

When it was gone, I took deep breaths as I continued my walking. The rest of the walk was thankfully only straight down the street, I only needed to cross a small not busy street. I continued waddling, I was trying to walk as fast as I could. Which wasn’t that fast, but I was steadily walking my way home.

The next one, I knew that I needed to get home and fast.

“Ahhh, fuckk no.” I groaned, forced to lean over as a contraction came over me. However, it was different. I felt the strong pain change to an intense pressure in my stomach. My legs wanting to spread and push. “Ooooooo.” I cried as I had to try, with all of my might to sofp myself from pushing.

It stopped and I kept walking, frantic and desperate to get myself home. As I walked home, I felt like the babies were so low and going to fall out any damn second. My legs felt like they wanted to give out, my body wanted to lay down in the street and just push them out.

I struggled them made it to the next intersection, pressing the button as it immediately told me that I could walk. I walked and made it to the other side, the next contraction came though and I had to give in and stop walking.

“Ahhhhh!” I yelled as my attempt to stop myself stopped working. I leaned against the street light and my body started to make me push, my legs felt weak as I tried my best now to crouch down.

It subsided for, as I reached into my pants and felt my stretched hole. I gasped and whimpered in agony as I felt the the babies head.

I was crowning.

Thankfully I could see my apartment from there, I just needed to get there. I stood up again, take deep breaths as I pushed myself off the light post and kept walking again. I was forced to waddle even more to account for my extensor low stomach, and my legs have to be spread apart fathwr as I walked.

I made it into my complex, just in time as the next contraction came on. I screamed this time, denying my body from pushing. I leaned against a car, not caring if anyone saw or not.

When it subsided I waddled to my front door, i shoved my key so hard into the lock I thought it would break, I got in and Slammed the door behind me. I grabbed the over sized shirt and pulled it over my head, half of it covered in my sweat.

“Ah! Okay okay okay. OOOOO!”

The next one hit I didn’t hold back or try and stop it, I fully started pushing as the next contraction hit. I felt my hole stretched and burn, the baby passing though and stretching me out. Despite the pain, it almost felt like a relief in a sense because I was allowing myself to push.

I could feel my lose pants tenting in the back, I pulled them off carefully as I took a break. When I looked back in the mirror in the corner of the room I saw that the first babies head was completely out.

I waddled over to the area I set up for myself, silently thanking myself for setting it up days ago as well. As soon as I laid down on my back it was time, I gripped the blankets I laid on and started pushing. In a weird way it felt like a relief allowing myself to push. The pain almost subsiding as the rest of my first sons body slid out of me.

I placed him on my bare chest and held him, enjoying the few moments I had before I was forced to push again. The moment was short lived as I bore down and pushed once more, this time a lot easier then first then the first one. After only a few pushes my second son came out of me, I smiled placing him on my chest as well.

Just as I was enjoying the moment, it was ruined as another intense contraction came over me. “What the fuckk?!” I groaned as I was confused, I knew that it wasn’t an immediate process. I was confused still though because it still felt like I was giving birth. I groaned as I reach down, shoving fingers inside my gaping hole when I felt the top of another head.

I was having triplets.

“Oooo, ahhhhh!” I let out a low mild groan as I continued my pushing. I felt the baby go down my birth canal, I groaned and gripped tighter. The baby was even bigger then it’s two brothers, and this one was going to require more effort.

After pushing and pushing, I felt the baby crowning but still stuck in the same place as before. I set my babies down and managed to get myself to my knees. I lifted myself up a little, then began pushing harder this time then other two.

“Ahhhhh!” I groaned as I felt my asshole slowly being stretched by the babies head even further. I took a few moments to breath, before going back to pushing. Finally I felt his head completely come out fully, I moan in pleasure at the huge head being out of me. The rest of him falls out of me with only two pushes.

I laid back down, my three sons laying on my chest.

[thinkofmehoney]

literally me :/

[fsbc-librarian]

The Things We Hide

Summary: Bucky looked at Steve. Steve carefully did not look at Bucky. 

“You didn’t tell him?” Becca asked, pausing in the doorway. Steve shook his head. 

“He only just got here. Besides, I thought you would have told him over the phone,” Steve grumbled, now also carefully not looking at Becca. “After you insisted on calling him after I asked you not to. I’m fine.” 

“He’s your emergency contact, so I had to call him to collect you, since you wouldn’t give me an alternative. And I’m currently your doctor, so you tell me not to pass on why you’re in here, I legally can’t,” Becca replied with a somewhat patronizing smile. 

“He is also standing right the fuck here,” Bucky snapped. “In case you both forgot.” 

“Steve,” Bucky started, quietly, purposely not looking at either of them now. “Why is Becca your doctor?” 

Neither Steve nor Becca answered him. Bucky looked up. Becca was watching Steve, who was staring intently at a wrinkle in the sheet covering the bed he was sitting on. 

“Why is Becca your doctor right now?” He asked again, more forcefully, this time looking to his sister. “And why are we in the fucking family rooms?” 

*****

Steve’s a marathon runner. He’s still friends with his ex-alpha, his life revolves around training, work, and Bucky, his best friend. He’s also 6 months pregnant and he doesn’t know who the sire is. If he ignores his problems, they’ll go away, right?

Chapter One: Discovery

[pinkpilct]

blades and baby bottles (9677 words) by pinkpilot Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Deadpool (Movieverse) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Logan | Worst Wolverine (Deadpool Movies)/Wade Wilson Characters: Logan | Worst Wolverine (Deadpool Movies), Wade Wilson, Hank McCoy (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Laura Kinney, Dogpool | Mary Puppins (Deadpool Movies) Additional Tags: Mpreg, Pregnant Logan (X-Men), Unplanned Pregnancy, Fluff and Angst, Domestic Fluff, mostly fluff with a sprinkle of angst in the middle, Two idiots have a baby, Post Movie where Logan and Wade have their own place, fear of miscarriage, Morning Sickness, Miscarriage Scare, Medical Inaccuracies Series: Part 2 of healing hearts and kicking feet Summary: Logan doesn't get sick. Ever. It just doesn't happen. Any virus that has the misfortune of choosing him as its victim is immediately obliterated by his healing factor. There are no chances. He’s never had a fever, never had a stomachache or a headache. The pain and discomfort he has felt are from his own injuries, and that lasts for mere minutes. He knows pain. This isn’t pain. He’s sick and it makes no fucking sense for him to be sick. Something’s wrong.

[daddytonysgirl17]

Heavily pregnant Peter is here 39 weeks along with his and his boyfriend Shane's first child. On the due date, after 20 hours of labor, Peter gives birth to a beautiful little girl whom they name Caitlin ♡

[argylepiratewd]

Now complete!

Length: 200k words, 31 parts

Rating: Explicit

In a desperate attempt to delay the Second Coming, Supreme Archangel Aziraphale makes a proposal: Jesus should be completely reborn—gestated for nine months in the human way, then raised to adulthood on Earth. When he volunteers to carry the child himself, he doesn’t think anyone will agree. Somebody, however, does.

What will his unexpected condition do to his strained relationship with Crowley? And what will happen once it becomes apparent that something is very much amiss in this whole “Second Coming” business?

[innerthighfest]

A Normal Night In

After a late class and a long commute home, I finally reach the steps of my complex. Looking up at the landing one flight up, I gulp. Without looking down, I feel for the base of my massively pregnant belly. 

I had gone abroad for a semester and during my last week there I had a one night stand that resulted in me getting pregnant. Now, at just over 43 weeks, I shift my weight side to side up each step. "Ooohh..." I quietly moan, the underside of my pregnant belly needing as much support as it can get as I climb the stairs.

Once at the top I know it's not yet the end. So far the babies in my belly haven't been too disturbed, movement is felt but there is some hope I can at least make it to my door without stopping for a contraction.

Waddling down the hall, I press my now free hand against my back, forcing my belly forward and blocking most of my view of the floor. 

With a little satisfaction of making it through the day and finally into my apartment, I reward myself with a shower. The warm water relaxes my muscles as I close my eyes and let the water run over my expectant body. I rub a creamy soap lather all over naked belly.

When I used to brush my teeth I would stand with my face nearly cheek to the mirror, now I stand brushing a couple feet away, my abdomen swollen and protruding out, grazing the cold sink ahead of me. My shower steamed hands warming the lotion I smooth over my pregnant swell.

I throw on whatever clothes I can find, a white T-shirt that clings tight to my body, belly hanging out from the bottom, and the comfiest sweatpants I can manage to pull up. 

I walk past a wide full length mirror as I exit my bedroom. My belly full of babies is huge and incredibly round. Over 9 months pregnant I stand there, admiring my belly in the reflection. It's surreal. I'm a bit turned on. 

I relocate to the couch, a futon with no side arms. I use both hands to lower myself safely onto the cushions, a process that can only compare to an entire upper body workout. I adjust, my T-shirt slides up a bit higher revealing my sizeable baby belly more, still in view of my mirror, I take myself in. 

*Sigh*, I feel so relaxed. Being this pregnant is no easy feat, it's almost as if the mysterious man who impregnated me wasn't human at all given the sheer size of the babies making my belly throb. In a masochist way I enjoy the physical struggle of being this bred.

A couple hours pass and I start to get sleepy, but the babies inside me had other ideas. I aimlessly flip through channels in an attempt to distract myself, one hand on the remote, the other nursing a sore spot on my belly from a strong kick. 

"Hsssss ahh...ooouu, settle down..." I say softly, adjusting my small frame under the weight of my heavy, overdue belly, both hands now soothing the dull ache. "Haaaa...ohh... Ooo okay, okay, hooo..." I winch at the sharp pains low in my womb, the hand cradling the base of my huge belly moves instinctively in circles to soften the pain while the other supports my delicate body against the couch. My thin eyeglasses fogging slightly from the heat I am feeling.

I can almost swear I am seeing myself getting bigger. The television program partly obstructed behind my fullness as I feel a contraction rip through me. Arching my back forward I trail my hands down from my ribs to my groin. "Haa, haa, ooo, calm down." I mutter, breathless as my abdomen tightens.

I pull my sweats down, the waistband irritating the underside of my swollen midsection. My shirt rides up once more. "Ahhh...hsss" I throw my head back, the pressure in my cervix is dull and unbearable and yet I am aroused more and more with every orbit my hand completes around my swollen belly. 

This contraction is far from over, but during a lull in the pain I manage to engage the trigger on the futon, swiftly flattening it out into a bed. Adjusting, I spread my legs and lean forward, my weight on my calves and knees. Returning upright I begin to rub in large, slow circles.

I pant longingly to please myself through this contraction as I stare at myself lustfully, but I can barely get a solid grip on my throbbing, hard shaft. I begin swaying my hips back and forth against a strategically placed pillow. My arousal grows, my baby belly expanding with each deep breath in. "Hsss" my hands circle once more, "ooooo" "oh, oh wow, oooooooooo!" I groan as the contraction gets stronger, watching the skin on my belly twitch and tighten in the bedroom mirror as I sway, making me that much harder. The glow of the TV illuminating the lotion on my heavily pregnant belly making it look that much bigger in the mirror's reflection. 

Rocking my lower body in pleasure as much as I can, I feel nothing but a sore, dull ache from deep within, making me feel sick with pain. "Haaaa oooh, fuck!" it almost feels like my water is going to break. "oh oooohhh mmmmmm...okay...okay..." but it never does. I press hard against my sides then trail my hands down the under-curve of my belly. "Ha Haa, ooooooo...oh wow, wow, hssss..." my whole body cried to start pushing, my back about to snap in two from arching so far backwards, trying my best to lovingly soothe my aching pregnant belly as the wave of pain finally washes away.

 It's almost as if the babies inside me don't want to come out, my already heavily pregnant belly will continue to grow and I won't fully reach orgasm until I finally give birth. I am being teased. What did I do to deserve such a lasting reward from a one night stand? I think to myself as I manage to get to my feet, exhausted, yearning for sleep.

Making my way closer to the lengthy mirror I am impressed by the sheer size of myself, all babies within still moving subtly under my skins surface. I turn to the side to close my door and notice that i have indeed become more pregnant than before. Maybe those werent contractions at all, but rather growing pains. I may get to enjoy this for a while longer, but I can feel the end is near as I notice my heavy baby belly has dropped ever so slightly. I get cozied in bed, my hardness never subsiding as I stroke my continuously maturing belly goodnight.

Just another normal night in.

[emiimagination]

New fiction ^^

Hey there ^^

I was finally able to start discovering Hazbin Hotel (not completely yet but it's getting closer ^^) and I love this universe ^^ And as an mpreg fan, I didn't miss that ^^

well I learned that it wasn't true (unfortunately…) but it inspired me to write a little fiction ^^

Yes, in French and in English because I am French ^^ and I translated my work (as I often do ^^)

Don't hesitate to give me your opinions ^^ I'd be happy to know what you think ^^

[spectrefics]

Dancae

This contains some NSFW be warned.

Vidyadhara are infertile,Always have been. However Vidyadhara Dan heng is an exception.

“Caelus I-I don’t know how this is possible,It’s gotta be a mistake!” Caelus got up trying to calm his boyfriend. “Dan heng,Please try to calm down it-“

“How do I calm down?! I’m pregnant Vidyadhara are infertile but somehow I’m pregnant!” Caelus looked a Dan heng with a pitiful look on his face. He wanted to calm him down and reassure him that he’d take responsibility and take care of him and there baby,But the Vidyadhara just paced around the archives mumbling to himself.

“Dan heng.” Caelus walked over to him placing a hand on his face and holding his hand.

“I love you,I love our baby, Yes it’s biologically impossible that you’re pregnant but I promise I will help you through this. I love you both and we’ll figure this out together okay?”

It was usually Dan heng the calm and collected one but right now Caelus had to be that for him.

“You promise?” Dan heng had tears beginning to well up in his eyes.

“Haha,Of course,Where gonna be parents!”

The two smiled at each other as Caelus pulled the other into a kiss,Smiling with tears still flowing. “We should tell the rest of the express that there’s going to be another member.” Dan heng smiled “Not right now I’m kind of tired.” Caelus nodded. “Okay you get some rest then we announce it.”

7 and a half months later

“Caelus did you grab me something to eat from penacony?” The Vidyadhara rested a hand on the large baby bump,Twins as bailu had said. “I grabbed those donuts you like!” Dan heng face lit up slowly sitting up on the couch of the parlour car reaching out for the bag of donut’s. “Thank you,The twins say thank you too.”

Caelus laughed “your welcome you three.”

Dan heng smiled,It would be an unusual sight but the pregnancy made Dan heng more expressive.

“I heard the next destination is the luofu, hopefully we arrive before they do.” Caelus joked rubbing gentle circles on Dan heng’s belly. “Mhm,there definitely ready soon,I started feeling those Braxton hicks Natasha told me about.” Caelus froze staring at Dan heng. “What,Already? Jeez you two are getting impatient huh?”

“I’m almost eight months it’s not a big suprise.” Caelus smiled laying his head on the others chest and gently rubbing the bump. “Just wait untill where at the Luofu,Then you two can be born okay?”

The two hadent even realized that march was standing to the side,Snapping photos of the couple. “Ugh get a room you too!”

The Vidyadhara glared at march with such anger it could pierce a brick. “This is what happened when we got a room.”March froze looking at Caelus who turned a bright red.

“Good point but,uh,Never mind.” The Vidyadhara crossed his arms and looked back at Caelus. “Let’s take this to our room then.” Only caelus heard what he whispered in his ear after.

“We can recreate the twins conception if you want~”

Caelus wasted no time helping his heavily pregnant boyfriend off the couch and helping him to there room, Leaving small donut crumbs as they walked.

NSFW

“Ah,Ha,Faster!” The Vidyadhara lay on his back moaning in pure pleasure with Caelus slowly thrusting inside of his hole. “I don’t want to hurt you, Or the baby’s.”

Dan heng sighed. “Where fine, I’ll tell you if it’s too much okay? Please fasTER AH!” The dragon screamed in pure blissful pleasure as the other slammed into him with full force. “God you’re so tight.”

Dan heng breathes heavily. “You think I wouldn’t be with the amount of, Hngh, times that you,Ha,Fucked me?” Caelus let out a small chuckle caressing Dan heng’s face with one,hand holding his hand with the other. “Maybe I need to help losen you up so the baby’s won’t get stuck.” “Just shut up and fuck me dammit.”

Caelus continued to thrust in and out in a gentle but fast motion, Every moan of his name from their lover was like a reward.

“Caelus I’m cumming,GAH.”

Caelus slammed into him once more as the Vidyadhara came almost in sync with Caelus. “Gods I love you.” Dan heng muffled out. Caelus smiled. “I love you too.”

Later that night

Dan heng woke up with some light cramps in his abdomen,He brushed it off as Braxton hicks and tried to go to sleep once more. However he woke up again this time the pain was near unbearable. “Caelus,CAELUS!” The others eyes slowly fluttered open before noticing the panicked and worried eyes of Dan heng. “Hey Dan heng are you okay? Is something wrong with the twins?” Dan heng said nothing just lightly rubbing the bump.

“Dan heng?” Caelus rubbed his back before resting his hand on his shoulder. “Caelus I think it’s time,I think I’m in labour. The others face went pale and wide eyed. “W-What?! You’re not due for another eight or ten weeks!” Caelus yelled out in a panic. “I know but I think that you went a little too rough on me.” Caelus froze in fear staring at Dan heng. “No,No it’s okay they’re not too early they’ll be alright if they’re born this early.”

Caelus sighed looking down at the others enlarged abdomen. “Where supposed to be a the Luofu for this,I don’t know how to deliver a baby let alone two!” Dan heng held Caelus hand tight taking the other and placing it on his belly. “I know but we have no choice,There not coming out yet we still a few hours or so till I have to push so we still might make it,If not I know some basic stuff I think there’s a book in the archives that talks about it you can use.”

Caelus smiled,All be it a nervous one. “O-Okay,what do we do in the meantime?” Dan heng rested his head on his chest. “I want to try and sleep a bit longer,I’ll let you know what else when I wake up.” Caelus smiled,His baby’s,There babies are arriving soon. If all goes well then this time tomorrow they be holding there twins in there arms for the first time. Caelus smiled seeing the Vidyadhara silently napping on his chest,Placing a gentle hand on the bump. “We’ll get to meet soon little ones.”

Twelve system hours later

“Dan heng I know it hurts and you’re tired but you need to keep pushing!” The Vidyadhara struggled gripping onto Caelus shoulders harder with every push.

Caelus kissed his forehead and brushed his hair away from his face. “You’re doing so amazing,You already had our son,Now you need to keep pushing so he can be back with his sibling.” Caelus smiled holding Dan hengs face in his hands. “I wish we were at the Luofu,I really wanted the epidural.” Dan heng groaned as another contraction hit him. Caelus quickly cupping his head over the baby’s head as it slowly emerged from the others hole. “So close one big push and I think I can help guide the shoulders out!”

Dan heng huffed breathless, gripping onto the other’s shoulders wincing at the feeling of the baby’s shoulders slowly wedging free with hell from Caelus. Then suddenly the pain was gone,Leaving only a dull ache,The world seemed silent for a second till the other raised his hands up holding another small baby in his arms. “It’s a girl.”

Caelus smiled with tears mixed with sweat covered his face,Though nothing compares to Dan heng right now.

Caelus swiftly and careful cleaned the two up cleaning off the two baby’s and carefully cutting the cords and wrapping them I warm blankets before handing one to Dan heng.

“She’s cute.” Dan heng remarked.

“Are you kidding she’s adorable!”

Dan heng let out a small chuckle.

“Yeah, he’s adorable too.” He remarked reaching a hand over to the little boy in Caelus arms. Caelus laid his head on the others shoulder. “We’ll be at the Luofu in an hour,We’ll get all three of you check out then.” Caelus smiled passing the boy over to Dan heng. “Good idea,I feel as fine as I could be after giving birth,But it’s best to make sure.” He slowly undid his shirt letting the twins have easy access to feed.

“You were amazing,Gods I love you.” Dan heng smiled.

“You gave me two things I never thought I could have,Thank you.”

Caelus smiled. “You’re welcome?”

“Hm,What should we name them?”

Dan heng replied almost immediately

“Dan sho and Dan Liu.”

“Perfect”

[1dmpregficfest]

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Prompt submissions will begin on December 27th 2023, with sign ups commencing on January 1st 2024.

Fics will be due in June 2024!

Please do spread the word… the fandom needs more Mpreg fics!

[allthingsmpreg]

‘You’re next’

That’s the vibe you get from them looking at you, especially from the one who’s belly can’t be contained within a shirt anymore. You’ve seen these boys around school, and have heard the rumors about them, and always tried not to stare to hard. At the end of last semester, you ended up catching them in the bathroom at a dance together making out. You were so turned up but panicked you froze, only moving once the blonde one noticed you and yelled for you to come here.

That was the end of the semester and now the semester is over, and here they are again. Standing outside the gym at the first of year dance. And they’re both staring at you like hawks.

Now the blonde one is coming towards you.

“Hey, come here and don’t run away this time.” He says holding your hand, walking you over to his pregnant “best friend.”

“Hi there,” the pregnant dark haired guy says, looking at you with so much interest. Placing his hand on your lower back.

“Hello,” you say staring down at his enormous belly. Turned on and envious.

“So what’s your name cutie,” the blonde one asks as they both freely start to feel you up.

You won’t need to envy for much longer..

Morph by the great: @bigmpregnm