Omega Body Shape Novels & Stories

Because I've heard stories of how some Omegas have been violated by others whenever they are in their heat. During Omega's heat, they tend to be vulnerable because, during that period, they are always sexually aroused. And the pheromones they release then affect any Alpha/Beta around and that has led to some ending up being sexually molested, while some end up being marked by an unknown alpha. That is why most omegas always want to be around their mate during their heat. For those who are yet to find their mate, they would rather be around someone they trust or be indoors. My parents were always worried about me having my heat when they're not with me and I end up with some strange that woul

MC (sad): (mind) Am I so undesirable? Through the tears, you look down at your body. You have an Omega’s body, full and curvy. Your breasts are heavy and round, your hips wide so you can bear children. You have long hair and big, doe eyes. Although you are often pale and withdrawn, you don’t think you are ugly or unpleasant to the eyes. MC (angry): (mind) It’s all because I’m an omega. MC (angry): (mind) No one likes omegas!

The omega's ethereal presence illuminated the room, as if the heavens themselves had parted to reveal a celestial being. His porcelain skin glowed with an otherworldly radiance, like alabaster kissed by moonlight. Raven tresses cascaded down his back, each strand a silky waterfall of mystery and allure. Emerald eyes shimmered, pools of pure enchantment that seemed to hold the secrets of the universe. His features were chiseled perfection, a masterwork of divine craftsmanship. Full lips, ripe for adoration, curved into a hesitant smile, hinting at hidden treasures. His slender yet athletic physique seemed sculpted by the gods themselves, each contour and curve a testament to the sublime beaut

He gave me a comforting smile, I knew he had heard what those women had said, I watched as everyone walked by staring … did they all think that? I looked at my outfit, it was a cute white summer dress with a little bow and cut out at the front, hardly a scandalous outfit. I’ve seen how some of the she wolves here dress, I’d say this is modest. The thing that makes it look sluty is unlike the other she wolves who all have long lithe toned bodies, I have my curves. It’s one of the defining features of an omega and as my mother is one, I took after her.

His abs took center stage, forming a remarkable eight-pack that testified to his unwavering commitment to fitness. What set Logan apart further was the classic V-shape of his torso, framed by broad shoulders and a narrow waist. The result was an athletic silhouette that was not only visually appealing but also the embodiment of strength and agility. As he moved through the water, his form was the very essence of grace and power combined.

At seventeen, I weighed more than every other average teenager in my school and my own pack as a whole. Yes, I was the only plus-sized wolf in all of Bluecoven’s pack and even worse, I was an Omega. The lowest in the hierarchy. A pushover of a species that is the one and only embodiment of weakness. In my world, Omegas were almost non-existent and the few that did were seen as some sort of game for the high-rank wolves to catch and boost their egos.

(an omega curse) Athena I blinked rapidly unable to fathom what was before me. The girl that responded to me earlier left my side as soon as a hefty-looking man approached me. His chest was bare. The only clothing on him was the hide of a leopard around his waist, such that a flimsy view of his muscular lap was exposed. The beards on his face were so much that his mouth was almost invisible.

I had just jumped off his bed after so many rounds and now this. "What can you possibly offer me?" He pulled me closer again and began to sniff me, "you don't even have any powers, so how do you intend to become my luna?" He was like the others after all, he sees me just like everyone else. As that worthless plus sized omega. "You'll regret setting me up like this!" He roared angrily, his hands loosened my jaw, and he stood in front of me, making sure I watched him finish dressing up. His biceps vibrated as he slugged his hands into his shirt and I felt my stomach quiver.

“My eyes don't want to watch Nyra bend; give my screen back to the alpha's combat forms!” “The thing is, you can watch basic yoga on any city network, but Azel’s ancient warrior strikes are truly unique to the wild packs.” “I follow five other omega yoga accounts on MoonNet, and most of them have much better definitions and even hold sexy abdominal lines.” “Now that your mouth mentions it, my brain is suddenly super curious about whether Azel has pack abs under that vest.” “My wolf is curious too!” “I want to see them!” From that exact second, the entire live chat room fills with thousands of wolves demanding to see my abdominal definition, and the tone of the comment section takes a complet

“They’re special.” ‎ ‎Her fingers stiffened at first, then relaxed, and I saw her blush deepen. Her lips quivered into a shy smile that made my chest tighten. ‎ ‎“You know one funny thing?” I asked, leaning closer. ‎ ‎“No… tell me,” she replied, curiosity sparkling in her eyes. ‎ ‎“Omegas always come with a special ability,” I said, holding her gaze, my voice low and intense. ‎Her brow furrowed. “I’m confused… Can you shed more light?”