Pregnancy Contract Manga Novels & Stories

I mumbled. She leaned back, tilted her head to take a good look at me. “You haven’t told him that you are pregnant with his child? Why?” The familiar exhaustion washed through me like tides and I sighed, brushing my hair back. “We have a two year contract and getting pregnant isn’t part of the deal.” She huffed or scoffed, I was too tired to pay keen attention. “And having sex wasn’t there but you did anyway.” “Yeah, and see where it has gotten me.” By the edge, scared of leaping or running back.

"It belongs to Willow. Under no circumstances must you touch it. She doesn't like others touching her things and for the venison, Willow thinks of the deer as a cute animal, so she doesn't want people eating it..." I could barely flap my mouth close as he went on with the explanation. The woman in question was in a coma. How did it matter if people did all of these things? But I knew better than to question him. My eyes returned to the documents and then I saw the last one: "If you are pregnant, the contract will be terminated and no money will be paid to you!"

They ought to mind their fucking business. Lily smirked at me, and for a minute I felt like I was staring at an entirely different person. I knew she was coy. Heck, I liked that about her. Being mysterious was thrilling and so fucking enticing. But at that moment, Lily looked... Manipulative? No, it couldn't be. She was pregnant. I remembered the last time we had sex, quite well. And she wasn't seeing anyone on the side, I made her sign a fucking contract stating that exactly.

She had laughed, cried, and fought for me when I had no one else. “I… I’m pregnant,” I whispered. Her eyes widened. “You… you’re what?” I shook my head. “It’s him… it’s Lucas.” Abigail's face darkened. Her jaw tightened. “Oh, Naomi…” She didn’t speak. She didn’t need to. I could see it in her eyes. She understood everything. The contract. The divorce. The fiancée. The house. The years of loneliness. The abuse. She grabbed my hand. “We’ll figure this out. Don’t worry about him right now. Your baby matters. That’s all that matters.”

Liam turns to me. "About the baby" I say and see him blink rapidly. "What baby?" He's already panicking. I laugh. He gets a hold of himself, realizing my words. "Oh right, about our lie" "You mean, your lie" I correct. "We can just Find a way to… shit there's no way, you have to get pregnant for real." He looks at me like there's something on my face. "I signed those contracts to be your wife for a certain period of time. Getting pregnant is a breach of the contract. And please, the last thing I want is a baby bump ruining me." I yell, my voice taking over the small of the car.

“I have mentioned everything in the contract but once you sign, I will have full control of you during the pregnancy. This will include what you eat, the kind of exercises you do, the medication you take and other things. And once you give birth, I take the baby and our contract ends. I also brought a non disclosure agreement to make sure you don’t discuss this with anyone else.” Sara nodded. “I understand.” “Good. You can keep the $200 as a gift from me. I will talk to you tomorrow.” She smiled. “Thank you so much.” She stepped out with the contract and money. Daisy drove off and sara walked back to the house. Her mother looked at her. “Who was that Sara?” “The lady I will be working for ma

Kenji chimed in, expressing disbelief. “What?” Akiko and Rin asked at the same time because Kenji’s response was even stranger. “She wasn’t nauseous or anything; she looked normal,” Kenji said, still trying to steer the conversation away from Mochi. “Pregnancy without nausea is quite possible. It’s likely Tanaka-san is experiencing such a pregnancy. You don’t remember when your last cycle was; that’s probably because it’s been a while.” Rin finally responded professionally after things made more sense. She presented Akiko with the paper containing her test results, which provided confirmation.

The contract promised $5 million. The medical records showed a healthy pregnancy. Regular checkups. No complications. Delivery on November 28, 2019. Healthy male infant. Then the notes changed tone. “Subject became emotionally attached during pregnancy. Multiple requests to see infant post-delivery. Requests denied per contract terms. Subject became agitated. Security intervention required.” And then: “Payment processed. Subject relocated per protocol. Contract fulfilled.” Relocated. What did that mean? Mia flipped to the next page. There was an address.

With that, I brought out a file of papers I had initially prepared. "Here's the contract, it states that you have to move under my roof for the duration of your pregnancy, and then you leave immediately after giving birth. Of course, I get to claim ownership of the child after then. In return, all your financial needs would be taken care of." I summarized. The surprise on her face was enough to make me gloat, she wasn't expecting any of this. "What kind of deal is this? I feel like I'm being treated like some sort of material, that can be used and ordered around at will. Sorry, I cannot be bought! I would not be a party to this!" She retorted strongly.

Reproductive Rights and Medical Decisions * In the event that Divya Mohan conceives or becomes pregnant during the term of this agreement, all decisions concerning the pregnancy-including whether to carry the child to term or undergo a medical termination/abortion-shall rest entirely and exclusively under the authority and discretion of Dev Raichand. IN WITNESS WHEREOF, the parties have executed this Marriage Contract with their full consciousness, sound minds, and free will, without any coercion or undue influence. First Party Signature: __________________ **Date:** ____ / ____ / 2026 *(Dev Raichand)* Second Party Signature: ______________________ **Date:** ____ / ____ / 2026 *(Divya Mohan)