Male Mpreg Novels & Stories

“Instead of arguing your case in the council, as everyone else in this room seems to be doing, you decided that a woman’s life was an acceptable price to pay for your argument.” “You were never meant to play a part,” Torvin said, his voice now almost pleading, desperately trying to justify something no explanation could fully account for. “A rejected mate, quietly vanished, forgotten within a season. That was the plan. Simple. Neat. No one was supposed to know about the child.”

Megan, her pride wounded, reluctantly accepted Greg's terms, her dreams of becoming the lady of the mansion now shattered. Despite the unfolding events, Megan's resolve to separate Greg and Lily remained unwavering. She reflected on the arduous journey she undertook to conceive their child – the careful extraction of Greg's sperm following their night together, her dedication in travelling back to the United States, and the relentless pursuit of in-vitro fertilization to ensure the child's conception. Driven by her desire to outshine Theresa, Megan specifically selected a male embryo, envisioning a life with Greg and their son.

"Her mother wasn't home, but Reggie was. When we told him what we'd be doing, he said he and Marge had been swingers since shortly after their marriage. They did things together. Swapped spouses and engaged in orgies together. Both of them had found themselves having sex with the same gender at times." "Well this bit of information does shed a different sort of light on our festivities. I might have to make some naked slaves serve all day long. I thought that might have to wait for later in the day, but if everyone is into sex with other people, there's no reason to protect them from it, is there?" "Please, no, Master," I begged, "not my parents nor yours. You'll have other slaves to serve t

I urged him. "Okay, so he.." his voice trails off. "He what?" I asked hating the suspense. "There's no way to start without going in details." He said bashfully. "Okay, shoot." I smiled. "Okay so.." "He said he wished guys could get pregnant." Max began. "I told him only one percent of male could get pregnant in the whole world and that one percent is just fictional because it's from those werewolves stories about male omegas." "He said he knew and he was just putting it out there but that someday, we could get a surrogate and all." Max paused and looked at me waiting for me to say something but I simply gestured him to continue with my hands.

I need a man and definitely Dayo but it's all clear that he doesn't like me and Mike is a broke ass and we all haven't seen him since he left, I have tried looking for him here in Lagos but didn't find him and can he even take care of me and my bills? I wish I can have a husband now but I can't have the both, I need a man who can give me all I want , MP doesn't want a child with me because he has a family but I have to play my cards so well to get something out of him atleast if I get pregnant, he will treat me better but first of all I need a Benz and I need to go back home and prepare myself for some BDSM because if he can give me a million for a well done job then he can get me a Benz of

Dylan replies, wrapping his arm around my waist and guiding me towards his vehicle to bring me home to the packhouse. My mind wanders to the treatment these Omegas must have faced that they chose being rogues in the forest over life in a pack and it sends shivers down my spine to imagine what they must have been through. Maisey notices my shiver and calls out before we leave. “Luna, they may be rare, but Male Omegas get the worst of it, Please! I saw at least one Male Omega in your pack. He was just young but he is already working and…well…I fear he seems too well versed in how we get pregnant,” Maisey’s face says more than I care to know about the boy.

Eventually, I fell for him too. Aside from his age, he certainly had the stamina too—he never held back in bed. Every night, he left me breathless. One day, I visited a friend with a newborn. The sight made my heart melt, and I wanted one of our own. Although Jeremiah was born infertile, he began seeking treatment in the country and overseas just to fulfill my wish. He was over the moon the day I found out I was pregnant. He handed out a full month's bonus to all his employees so they could celebrate with us.

I doubt we are in the frame. Mave’s face split to a grin of approval. ‘Seems Greg’s preference is guys, but that is risky so he hires women dressed as men and dominates them and finishes with the sex act, so that he fits the heterosexual world of conventions.’ ‘Like ... turns them into a woman during the act. Never heard of that one. Is that a variation of liking effeminate boys?’ ‘Could be,’ Mave confirmed. ‘I hadn’t looked at it like that.’ She thought a while.

It was fear. He couldn't recall ever having any atom of attraction for a man. It had never happened and he never thought one day he'd want to mate with one so bad. Not that he had anything against it because of gender, but the reality was a lot for him to take on. Much more than the Pack elders who were expecting a female Luna. There wasn't a time in history when the Bedlam Pack ever had a male as a Luna. It was always females. He wondered how they would accept this new development.