Male Pregnancy Fiction Novels & Stories

I slowly got up beside her and pick my phone, I call the doctor and explain what was happening to her and he said it’s because her pregnancy is still in the early stage. I asked him to prescribe some drugs for her which he did. I asked one of my maid to help me get the medications while I went to my office. I couldn’t concentrate on what I was doing because of how she has been feeling since we came in then I think back to she saying she was sold by her stepson and her fiancée. “ How can people be this cruel? A woman carrying his baby? I said. Then I imagine what it is to be a first time father even though I have always been scared of being a father , I use to say I will never father a child

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The kitchen was very quiet. I looked at him across the island — this enormous, complicated, dangerous man who had bought me and claimed me and put his name between me and the world like a wall — and I felt something shift in the architecture of how I understood him. Not a softening. Not the beginning of anything I was ready to name. More like the moment in a dark room when your eyes adjust and you realize the shapes you thought were threatening are simply furniture, arranged by someone who has been living in the dark so long they've forgotten other people need the light on. "Julian is telling people the baby might not be real," I said. "Or that I'm confused about the timeline."

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My progeny. It got me so hard. There's no shortage of pregnancy p**n on the internet, and I devoured as much as I could. My fantasies got darker and darker; I didn't just imagine myself knocking up my theoretical wife, but also my secretary. I didn't even have a job. My neighbor's wife - my real neighbor, or a hypothetical one. I didn't care. Anybody who looked remotely attractive or sexy. I wanted to surround myself with pregnancy, with girls and women, carrying my baby. Every woman in my life's bellies growing outwards, their hips widening, their chests swelling.

“She was extremely reluctant to go for the scan today, looking almost panicked. She kept making excuses, trying to postpone it. And when we finally did it… the doctor couldn’t find a fetus.” His eyes sharpened. “You think she’s faking the pregnancy?” I didn't want to say it out loud, but that has been on my mind ever since she announced the pregnancy. “I don't know, man,” I said quietly. “The doctor mentioned it could be an Ectopic Pregnancy or a condition called Pseudocyesis. “Pseudo what?” he asked, his face filled with confusion. “Fuck men! It's something about false pregnancy, emotional trauma, the mind convincing the body of the pregnancy, something of the sort. But…”

Then, he asked for the date of birth of our children, as well as a photo of Avery. "Mr. and Mrs. Kent, my prediction was right. Your eldest daughter has been subjected to some dark voodoo magic." Michael and I exchanged glances, holding our breaths. "This is a cruel spell. The caster forces her own soul onto an unborn fetus, taking over their body. Through this, they can influence the parents' emotions. That would be the voice that you both have been hearing." He continued, "Perhaps due to the bond between the sisters, or because your true daughter's soul has not fully dissipated, she becomes agitated whenever the younger one feels joy."

He simply stood beside his Alpha in silence. For several minutes, neither man spoke. Then finally, Kael’s voice broke through the cold morning air. “What have I done?” The words were barely above a whisper. Not a question. A realization. The kind that comes too late to change anything. Rowan said nothing. The sun slowly rose over the mountains, cold and pale against the sky. And somewhere far beyond Ashveil territory, a truck carried a pregnant woman farther away from her past… And closer to the future waiting for her.

I swallowed and let the lie flow “I was… a servant in a wealthy household but I committed a grave sin by falling in love with my master’s son and even worse, I got pregnant. When my master found out, he tried to …” I took a deep breath, as the fake story which was somehow linked with my real story forced emotions I thought I had bottled up to the surface. “He got a doctor to cut the baby out. I barely escaped” I cried, my hand instinctively going to my stomach. Mari gasped, pressing a hand to her mouth as her eyes wavered in horror, Isla’s eyes were filled with sympathy as they glistened with unshed tears. “You poor thing” Mari whispered “You must have been so terrified”

I stood there feeling emotions I couldn't name. "He's falling for us," Breeze said. "Don't say that," I said. "It's true," she said. "And we're falling for him, too." "I can't fall for anyone," I said. "I'm pregnant with another man's baby." "And he doesn't care," Breeze said. "That's what makes him different." I went to my room and tried to write in my journal, but couldn't focus. All I could think about was Alaric saying I was worth the risk.