Forced Pregnancy By Husband Novels & Stories

JOJO'S POV “The husband went to visit his estranged foster brother and his wife. He told them about his predicament and they decided to help out. They fertilized the wife's egg with the foster brother's semen and put the fetus in an incubator to grow. As the baby neared the time for hatching, The couple's sins started to catch up with them. So when the baby was delivered all happy and healthy, they dumped the baby on the door of the foster brother and his wife with a horrid little note that told them to take responsibility for the child.”

he said, and almost dragged his wife out of the house. As they got into the car, Myriam released the air she was holding. "We have tried, without success, fertilization, rather we should adopt a child," she proposed. Raymond slammed the car's steering wheel angrily, turned his enraged face, and glared at his wife. “You went crazy? Is your brain not working?" He inquired grunting, “if we do that, everyone would know about my problem, and I'm not going to make fun of anyone” he refuted breathing agitatedly, “you must have a child, even if you have to get pregnant with another” he ordered firmly.

She looked more defeated than evil. “He took me to his house and took advantage of me. I escaped the next morning, only to discover my pregnancy after ten days. My dad was furious and confronted Frederick. He agreed to marry me and take responsibility for his child. But in return, he wanted a fifty percent partnership in our business.” She sighed, sipping some water. “You could have aborted the baby and avoided marrying the enemy.” I scoffed, since that was the easiest way out.

He pointed at my wedding photo with someone else and shouted, “How dare you fool around with another man while I was gone!" I couldn't help but laugh. "What other man? I've been married to my husband for three years now." "Jack, you didn't actually think I was waiting for you all this time, did you?" Jack glared at me and shouted, "You think I'll believe your excuses? "Tell me which man you've been fooling around with! I'll make you both regret it!" When he yanked my arm, my joint made a cracking sound that left me wincing in pain.

What no one could have anticipated, however, was just how far Naomi would go to make sure her relationship with Victor wasn’t disrupted. Despite being pregnant, Naomi now had clung to Victor the entire night, her behavior growing more possessive and aggressive as the hours wore on. She had been unwavering in her assertion of control, a far cry from the typical vulnerability that pregnancy might bring. Her actions, though intense were fueled by a fierce desire to secure her place in Victor’s life. To her, the future was clear, she and Victor would be married, no matter what the cost.

The project was one of the most significant economic expansion initiatives in recent times, aimed at bolstering domestic production and curbing imports, all while involving major investment partnerships and demanding operational pressures. She turned to the next page, where his photograph appeared alongside a story about another success; ignoring the article, she focused instead on him—clad in a dark gray suit that framed a broad, solid physique. His features were quietly masculine, despite the serious expression he wore. Streaks of white ran through his coal-black hair—a detail that, in truth, only added to his allure. She instinctively touched her stomach; would the baby resemble his fathe

I grunted, and she surprised me with a shake of the head. "N-no," she gasped. "I'll make it clear that it's not his. I'll tell everyone...another man knocked me up. A real stud put a baby in me, and my husband is the one raising it." I let out an involuntary groan at the thought, discovering a fetish I didn't even know I had. "He's so turned on by it. By the thought of me getting fucked and impregnated by another man. He gets so horny, knowing that you're doing this. Please. Please, Toby, I need to be filled with your seed. My husband will love it so much."

“I couldn’t let that be the story, Damian. I couldn’t let the world believe my son only succeeded because his wife’s family carried him.” “So you destroyed my marriage to protect my pride.” Damian’s laugh was bitter, disbelieving. “You convinced me I was infertile. You let me believe my own wife had betrayed me for nine months. You let me sign divorce papers in front of my own board, humiliated, believing I was less of a man because of a lie you paid for.”

His hands were scraping my chest harshly turning me on. He is right but it doesn't mean that we would not plan for another baby. I cupped his face, "From when My husband is thinking about the result?" "It will be our destiny and child in the form of God. Boy or girl doesn't matter. Still, we will pray for the girl," I said with hope and he nodded slipping out of his boxer. The next target is me and the very next second, I was completely nude in front of him. After three rounds of passionate lovemaking, we dozed off in each other's arms. He is my heaven and I'm his world.

"It's good to scare him with a fight between a young couple, but you still have to rest. Don't exercise vigorously, and pay attention to your mood." "Yes, yes," I told her that my husband and I had quarreled, which was why this situation happened. I needed her to help me scare him so that he wouldn't always bully me. Presumably, she was happy to help. After coming out of the room, the doctor glared at Martin unhappily and said, "How are you a husband? When your wife is pregnant, you must try your best to keep her happy. She's too anxious now. This is not good for the child! And she's already showing signs of a miscarriage. This child can't be saved."