Mpreg Painful Birth Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"And don't bother me unless the pup survives. I don't care what happens to her." ***** The blinding fluorescent lights of the pack clinic stung my tear-filled eyes. I writhed on the cold metal table, my frail hands gripping the side railings so hard my knuckles turned bone-white. I looked around, there was no one to comfort me, not the Beta, not the Alpha. I was all alone, about to experience a very painful childbirth.

Aceia retorted, a snort accompanying her words. My eyebrows furrowed. "What's wrong? What about our baby?" "Fuck! Drop that excuse, Hudson! The pain—I could seriously harm you!" Seeking to comfort her, I embraced Aceia and rubbed her back. "Do you want me to fetch some pain relievers?" Aceia clung to me, sobbing. "It's so painful, Hudson. It feels like there's a wound inside. Imagine if I get pregnant and give birth; I might consider hiring an assassin to take you out. I know how agonizing childbirth can be.”

ANNALISE… I woke with agonising pain running through my entire body. It took me a little while to remember why I would be in so much pain. I knew that Randall would’ve been pissed, but I hadn’t expected him to totally lose it completely when he found out I was pregnant with someone else. I wince as I slowly move my arm and then my hand to slide it over the red marks that are still there from his punishment. Misty whimpers in my head as my hand stops and rests on my stomach. I just hope my pup survived his harsh punishment. With my body still in agonising pain, I don’t fight the darkness as it surrounds me and takes me back into its peaceful embrace.

I breathe heavily as he pins me to the wall, his hands wrapped tight around my throat I could barely breathe. ‘You hear me, Sera? I found you first. I noticed you first! I fell for you first. No one else, I mean, no one should put their hands on you, because if they do, I swear to God, Sera, I'll fucking break their arms and legs and serve it to you to eat!’ He growls. Seraphina Puckett is the perfect definition of trauma. A walking trauma. She tries to navigate her life, trying to bring in sunshine but as the world is determined to make it rain on her, what does she do? Does she get beaten in the rain or walk through it? When her abusive father gets out of prison and is out t

Adira’s POV I was in pain. Where was Magnus? I wanted him to find me, hold me, and be happy about our baby. In my dreams, his dad would keep him away. Every night, I cried to sleep, and every morning I woke up alone, my heart breaking all over again. I was almost ready to give birth, and Ben and Lilian were so kind to me. Their story is heartbreaking. I cried and prayed they would find peace. Lilian told me their daughter died, but she still pretends to have hope. I know it isn’t true.

Her lovesickness had made her believe she was with child. “If you want a baby so badly, then let me help.” I raised my hand. At my signal, a swarm of filthy beggars that had pus dripping from wounds grinned wickedly as they closed in on Margaret. Hearing her scream and watching her panic-filled face, I felt a deep, satisfying relief. Everything she had done to me in my past life and this one—the humiliation and the cruelties—was being returned to her in full. A few months later, I gave birth to a beautiful little princess.

“Push, my lady!” Meagia, despite her emotional turmoil, focuses on the task at hand, ready to bring their precious child into the world. The midwife's expertise and guidance provide a sense of calm amidst the chaos. “Push harder,as harder as you can my lady!” Meagia, with each push, yells louder, feeling the intensity of the moment. The midwife, positioned at the end of the bed, encourages Meagia to push even more. “Arrrrrrrrgh!” Meagia, with a loud and painful yell, gives it her all, determined to bring their baby into the world. The room fills with a mix of anticipation, pain, and hope as they await the arrival of their little one.

"He never knew that a woman would give birth to a child like this. Now that he had spent so much time with her, he clearly understood that it was not easy for a woman to give birth. He couldn't help but cherish Mango even more, but he really couldn't deal with the sudden delivery." "Mckenzie saw that Nathaniel was so nervous that his face had turned pale. She couldn't help but laugh and say, ""You don't have to do anything. Just accompany Mango.""" "Come on, just let him stay there. I'm afraid he will faint before I even go into labour." Mango panted as she spoke. The waves of pain were so excruciating and it was even worse than her previous pregnancy. The pain is too much! I feel that I'm g

Even though I'm ashamed, I can't do anything because it's part of giving birth. Marga frowned. "Miss, doesn't your stomach hurt so much?" He suddenly asked me. Because it sees that I am not roaring in pain. "It hurts, but this pain is nothing like the ones I've been through," I answered him. It is painful, but this will pale in comparison to the solstice. He was still frowning but didn't ask anymore. He held my stomach. "Your penis is ready. You need to take a deep breath and sneeze as hard as you can. Follow everything I say." Marga said so I prepared myself.

He rushed to Megan's side, his eyes fixed on her face, his heart aching with a pain so profound it was almost unbearable. "I'm here, Megan," he said, his voice a broken whisper. "I'm so sorry I'm late. I'm here." Megan, her body wracked with the pain of the birth, looked at him, and in her eyes was a mix of emotions he couldn't decipher: anger, relief, and a profound, heartbreaking sadness. But then, the pain returned, a wave of pure, unadulterated agony, and she let out a cry that tore at his soul.