Omegaverse Pregnancy Novels & Stories

"Your baby has a very weak heartbeat. And if it wasn't for my energy injection, he would most likely have died." "No way ..." I said softly. Right now, my chest ached after being told what I had done to my baby. "When an Omega is pregnant, her energy is channelled entirely into her baby," she continued. "But in your current state, you don't even have energy for yourself. That's what makes your baby so weak. In fact at this rate, you could miscarry at any time." I couldn't reply to her words and could only stare guiltily. I looked up at the ceiling of the room with a wide-eyed stare. I couldn't imagine that if Doctor Celine had gone to this room even one second late, I would have parted with

"I'm reading a book with Jackson. One of your collections. It's a wolf book, and it says something about omegaverse. Jackson says it's a man getting pregnant." "Yeah, it is," I said. "It means either of the genders can get pregnant through the process of...knotting, usually between an Alpha or Beta and an Omega." "Men?" Michael shrieked. Jackson was dying of laughter. "Bunny, you said men get pregnant? What's even knotting?" "It's...like a—" I stopped to gather my words. "During the mating process, the Alpha's penis swells into...like a bulb, right at the tip. That usually happens when he's inside...someone—"

"Is there anything that could explain this better?" I'm hoping there is because male pregnancy is highly dangerous and lethal for the Omega involved. For one, their womb is weak making it very likely that they'll suffer many miscarriages. Then the pup growing up can cause great agony for their mother. Plus cutting the pups out is the only option and it can be very risky because of their organs getting in the way. It's a difficult situation for everyone involved and I for one do not have any experience with it.

"When the time comes, when you feel a child growing inside you, you will understand. Some betrayals are acts of love." "Child? What are you talking about?" "Oh, didn't you know? Moonblessed omegas are incredibly fertile after awakening. Nature's way of ensuring the bloodline continues." Her laugh echoed off the cave walls. "Congratulations on your future pregnancy, brother. I'm sure Damon will be thrilled. Right up until he realizes what it means." She left the room, the sound of the screeching door, echoing in the silence, except for the little whispers that came from the amulet that pulsed against my chest.

The continuous vomiting makes his body feel hot and feverish; the cold baths do nothing to alleviate the heat, and most times, his body feels so heavy that he is unable to get out of bed. "Just bear with it, it will be over soon," "Liar, you say that e_everyday!" Rene rinses his mouth, wiping his face with the towel Kai passes to him. He doesn't know anything about being pregnant, and with every passing day, fear and anxiety eat him from his insides. It is still difficult for him to accept that he has a life growing within him. An omega's pregnancy usually lasts about six months which means that he still has about five months to carry this thing inside of him.

“We had three weeks left and when I got home, his water broke.” “Three weeks? His water wouldn’t break if he had three weeks.” Isaac explained and widened his mouth. “I can’t believe Leslie’s obstetrician didn’t explain the conception week properly for his first long pregnancy.” “What do you mean?” “Pregnancy is about nine months for omegas and women. However, the nine months are different. A regular woman is forty to forty-two weeks, and an omega is thirty-four to thirty-eight weeks. He’s been counting it wrong all this time and brushing off the signs he was close.”

Not until he knotted him accidentally that day, awakening its second gender suddenly, becoming a Recessive Omega. Thinking about it made him scared and excited, it only dawned unto him, he didn't even know if that one time of knotting can plant his seed, he closed his eyes wondering, getting agitated. What if one day he becomes a father? He paused, breathing in hitch. What's the feeling of taking care of his growing family? His heart swells with imagination. And to think that a Recessive Omega can only give birth once, and the pregnancy will be too dangerous and delicate, miscarriage must be avoided or both mother and child will say hello to death.

Of course my mind wandered to her with a big round belly and how impossible it’ll be for us to keep our hands off her while pregnant. Its widely known pregnant Omegas are insatiable. They need constant care and reassurance, they need orgasms every day and night. They need lots to eat, warm baths and massages. I … cannot … wait. I want to give her all that she needs. Feed her, fuck her and hold her all night. “Vance!!! Ohhhh, yes yes yes,” she cries out as I feel her convulse. I grunt, unable to hold back. “Fuck,” I shout, as I close my eyes and pump her with all I have.

Everyone seems to be at peace, everyone except me. I look at myself in the big mirror in my room. I slowly take in the huge size of my stomach, which still looks so unfamiliar. I've been carrying for almost four months, but omega pregnancies are much quicker than normal werewolves'. Perks of being an omega, we are like the third sex; we are extremely fertile and suffer from regular heat, which is very painful unless we copulate. Our scent attracts other males. And we can give birth; being a male doesn't change that. Omega males like me can get pregnant.

I stumbled out of Dr. Vance's office, my mind still reeling from his words. “You’re pregnant.” The word echoed in my head, a constant reminder of the reality I couldn’t seem to process. It was impossible. There had to be some sick mistake in his evaluation. My hands gripped the cool stone walls of the hallway as I walked, each step slower than the last. I tried to remember anything that could explain how I had ended up in this situation, but nothing came to mind. I had never been with a man, never even gotten close to crossing that line with Theo. The thought of it alone seemed...impossible. He was distant, cold, always so focused on the future, on our mating ceremony, that I had never once