Crossdresser Breeding Novels & Stories

His brows pinched together and I blinked like a lost puppy. “There’s nothing wrong with that. Better than waiting for the car to arrive.” I finally responded and I wonder why my voice wavered in the process. He refused to carry me and now he’s pressed someone else is offering what he can’t? Additionally, he might be a guard but that meant nothing. I’m an omega too. We are basically no different from each other. If I’m being honest, his situation is less entangled than mine. I’m a pregnant breeder who will soon be abandoning her child, to go away with her mate to start a new life. That’s if the moon goddess fated me with Bryson.

“—Seven female omegas, unmarked, unclaimed, between the ages of 19 and 23. Registered under the breeder clause for repopulation purposes.” The word hit me like a whip across the back. “Breeders?” I echoed. Quiet. Dangerous. Danil paused. “Yes, Alpha.” My body moved before my thoughts caught up. In a flash of air, I crossed the room with my wolf speed, grabbed the front of Danil’s shirt and slammed him against the wall so hard the portraits rattled off their nails. He choked out a breath, stunned. His eyes widened as I pressed him into the stone, my grip vice-like, my eyes burning.

She’s the only one I made out with. “Could it be…. the BREEDER?”

The tension was heightened, the weight of the moment almost suffocating. With a voice that held a cruel edge, the king finally spoke, his words cutting through the charged air. "Very well. I, King Alexandros Crimson, the Alpha of the Crimsons pack, shall make you, Melina my legal Breeder, the one who shall bear my heirs," he declared, his voice carrying the weight of finality and confidence.

“All I need is a breeder to carry my child. Nothing else matter to me.” Of course, a cruel man like him didn’t even know about mercy. All he wanted to have child from a sex slave like me. Alpha Kieran moved closer, his deep eyes dark in anger. His scent grew stronger around me, wrapping me like chains making it impossible to think straight. My body started to betray me, weakening under his presence. The heat was making my core throb turning my p*ssy wet below my skirt. "You are just a breeder... my breeder." His voice hit me like a lovesick bird.

Dad noticed I seemed distracted but I told him I was just tired. Jake finally texted me in the afternoon. “Come to my house at 2pm. Your dad is at work. Wear a dress with nothing underneath. I need to breed you properly today.” My hands shook as I read it. This was getting more dangerous but I could not say no. My pussy grew wet just thinking about it. I took a quick shower, shaved everything smooth, and put on a light yellow sundress. No bra. No panties. My full breasts moved freely under the fabric and the hem barely reached mid-thigh. I looked in the mirror and felt like a slut. But I liked it.

My stomach turned, but I said nothing. “Do you know the best part?” He turned to look at me again, and there was something almost gleeful in his ruined face. “It’ll be the mother’s own hand that does it. The breeder. By the time she understands what she’s brought me, what she’s helped me become, it’ll be too late. Imagine it, Cass.” He spread his hands. “The brothers, stabbed through by their own daughter. The child turned into the weapon that ends her own fathers. There’s a kind of poetry to it, don’t you think?”

A servant must have come in while they were in the tub. Ezra wasted no time as he pulled the ivory silk tunic onto his body. The woolly white breeches and ivory boots were next and he walked over to the mirror to stare at himself. Leon had been right when he said he’d made beautiful clothes. Ezra could hardly recognize himself in such fine and expensive clothes. The gold embroidery in the cuffs and collars caught the light and he ran his fingers over it. A noise from behind him startled him. Alpha Cage had reappeared, dressed in midnight black, the only colors on his clothes were the golden embroidery.

His tone shifted, dark pride entered his voice. "But I congratulate you, Lilias, on the magnificent pup you will bear. A truly extraordinary hybrid of Locknair witch and demon. While my own pup, by Chrissy will be a Labowoods, your offspring will be something else entirely." His eyes glazed over with mad vision. "When these lineages combine, inevitably reproduce, a new, mighty race will emerge. A race of unparalleled strength, destined to dominate, possessing precisely the right amount of evil to conquer all." His words dripped with a terrifying, twisted satisfaction.

His raven black hair, his sharp jawline, and his face screams perfection as his gaze singed right into my face, setting my whole body on fire. He took a step forward and my heart turned cold. He was breathtakingly handsome, smelt dangerous, and looked like he was shrouded by darkness. I swallowed when the reality hit me that if he ever finds out that I was his enemy’s daughter then one thing was going to happen. He was going to kill me since he held another different kind of hate for people related to my father. All of this had to be a nightmare because not only was I selected to be Thorne’s breeder, but how in the world would I become a breeder when the doctor told me that my womb was damag