My Husband, Her Eggs, My Womb Novels & Stories

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

She sat down on the bed, her legs were weak, and then shoved him away with all her strength. "The doctor told me I can’t have children!", she yelled as her voice was filled with anger and confusion. "How can my eggs create Raffy? And all this; lab experiments, artificial wombs. I’ve never even heard about this!", She held her head as her head was spinning because of the revelation.

She just told me to be quick. Normally, I would've been offended, but I was so fucking turned on by the baby in the oven that my rod was steel hard. She was red hot too. I soon got into a rhythm; our stomachs slapped together, making that hollow sound you hear when you are thumping a watermelon. My balls swayed manfully in the sac, which tightly pulled up as the great moment arrived. Finally, my ten inch babymaker was stuffed in as far as it would go, completely engulfing her fertilized womb. Once again, the small slit widened incredibly and a gusher of potent seed was propelled with tremendous force. Apparently, my superman unit down there wasn't concerned whether mom was pregnant or not, i

Pregnant. For years my husband and I had been crying over negative tests, spending thousands on fertility clinics and accepting the reality that my body was broken but my body wasn't broken and right now reality crashed over me like a tidal wave. Caleb delivered another slam into me, his hot breath fanning across my neck. "Ah..." A tear slipped down my cheek, a mixture of intense euphoria and panic colliding inside my chest. I looked up at Caleb. He was staring down at me with devotion, his jaw clenched as he picked up the pace, completely consumed by me, completely oblivious to the fact that he was currently claiming a womb that already belonged to him.

"My beloved, birds and bees require you to be fertile, which sadly you are not." "Well, when Ava and I started working at the Hospital, we had some of our eggs frozen." Yes, and this is where the parts are starting to become interesting. My beloved has fertile eggs, all she requires, "And you, Sebastian is still fertile because of… Well, we don't know why… So…"

“Do we really have to talk about my genes at this moment? Come on, you know I’m willing to stop this mess so I can be with you. My spermatozoa are also excited to meet your gametes. You know how much I’m craving to create a new set of chromosomes with you.” “Oh, shut up,” she chuckled. Maybe you’re thinking who my lucky wife is. I know it sounds funny. How the hell did Vad become a husband when he despised the thought of love? How did a cold-hearted man offer himself to a woman? Isn’t it absurd? To tell you honestly, I had the same questions.

He taunted me, "Don't be stubborn! You may have given birth to Ella, but the egg wasn't yours! Ingrid is her real mother!" I calmly retorted with a hint of danger, "Are you delusional?" He sounded determined. "If you don't believe in me, let's get a DNA test! By the way, I'm going to divorce you too! You're just a simp who forced me into this marriage. I've done my part as a husband in our 25 years together." The mention of divorce put a smile on his face. I assumed he must have dreamed of this moment for a long time.

He concluded within himself. “Ehm– ehm” Hector cleared his throat as he continued his story. “My ex wife was someone I so much loved and cherished. She was adored not just by me but by the entire Halo clan. She was a virgin selected specially. But five years into our marriage, there was no sign of conception. That was when her secret was revealed and her true self shown to the world. All through our marriage she has been taking contraceptive herbs that prevented her from taking in and bearing forth children.”

I teased, "Did you plant some kind of surveillance device on me, Mr. Rivers?" … When I got home, Simon still hadn't returned. The dim, silent living room was so quiet that it was almost frightening. I slipped the ring off my left ring finger and tossed it aside. It hit the floor with a crisp clink, then rolled off somewhere. I didn't bother to see where it went. I headed upstairs and pulled my suitcase out. But when I opened the wardrobe, I suddenly realized I barely had any decent clothes. Ever since I married Simon, I'd become a full-time housewife. Aside from loungewear, I hardly had anything I could actually wear out. Even the engagement ring he'd given me back when he proposed didn't fi

"I try not to, but it's hard. Those words taunt me and because I have no children yet, it affects me a lot." I nodded, understanding the pain of unkind words all too well. I have been there and I know how it feels. "I understand. It's tough, but you have to focus on what's important. You and Tobias love each other. That's what matters most." Ella gave me a small, grateful smile. "Thank you, Maxine. Your words mean a lot." "I want to help," I said. "There are some herbs that can help cleanse your womb and promote fertility. I can prepare them for you if you'd like."