Pretended To Be Pregnant Novels & Stories

"What do you think? Does it work?" He's quiet for a long moment. Thinking. Calculating. "It's risky," he finally says. "Everything is risky." "If you don't get pregnant fast enough—" "Then we fake it for a few months. Padding. Careful photography. Morning sickness act." I shrug, wince at the pain. "Women have been faking pregnancies for millennia. I'm sure we can manage." Tyler's lip twitches. Almost a smile. "You're terrifying," he says.

“I wanted to, well I was wondering if you… I suppose there’s no right way to ask a person this so I’m just going to come right out with it. Would you be my girlfriend?” “W-what?” I felt completely thrown. “I don’t even know you.” “No, no, no.” Ethan laughed. “Not like that. I just want you to pretend to be my girlfriend.” “Pretend?” I asked, still confused. He knew this was ludicrous, right? “Why would I pretend to be your girlfriend?” “Well actually, I was thinking you’d first start off pretending to be my girlfriend, and then if all goes well in about six months you could pretend to be my fiance.”

"Well, there is one, though. You may be able to turn things around If you're pregnant." This was not a new idea at all. She was well aware that things would go her way if she was really pregnant. Her friend then advised her, "You can pretend to be pregnant, right? You can lie and say that you're expecting to keep Hardy by your side and have a miscarriage after you have gotten what you what. He can't do anything about it then." "What?" Talitha's eyes lit up as this was a good suggestion. Didn't Savannah lie to her uncle and grandfather by pretending to be pregnant?

A BRIDE FOR SALE 😂{WHEN NEMESIS STRUCK}😂 EPISODE TWENTY ✖️ Denise ✖️ To say I was shocked about this would be an understatement! All these whole while, Bridget has been faking her pregnancy. She was never pregnant! Quickly,I picked up my phone and opened my camera. I recorded her doing everything...the fixing of the artificial tummy and everything. What a snake! I was tempted to go in and yank off her hair!!

“He said he wanted to be with me indefinitely…but I just wasn’t sure…” I pat her back lightly. “Then what happened?” “I decided to prank him.” My eyes nearly bug out of their sockets. “Nessa. You didn’t.” “Oh, yes I did. And he failed. Horribly.” “Well, what kind of prank was it?” Another deep breath, “I lied to him that I was pregnant. I bought a fake pregnancy test and fake test results. I just wanted to lay everything on the table to see his reaction. And he…he…” She breaks down and tears run down her smooth cheeks in torrents.

I choked down the sweet drink while gagging at its repulsive taste. As she switched our glasses, she said, "Oops! That must be my tea." "She put a small hand on my shoulder and prodded the round tummy that protruded from her flowered dress. "It's nasty," I muttered as I sipped my coffee from the second mug. She told me, "My doctor thinks coffee is bad for the baby.” "That's a shame. You're pregnant, and I keep forgetting. When will the baby bump be visible so I can use it as my reminder?" I said.

Her story was pissing me off mainly because I don't see how any of it was relevant to me "Mo- I mean Lucy what's this have to do with me?" I questioned. A look of hurt flashed her face when I called her by her name. She failed miserably trying to cover it up. "I'm getting there honey." She said before taking a deep breath and continuing. "Time passed as always and I met Frank got married and pregnant with Kim all in the following year. My pregnancy was unbearable. After I had Kim the doctor said I wouldn't be able to carry another child. Frank was angry. He wanted a son. I was afraid he would leave me if I didn't give him another child. So I pretended to be pregnant<

Because the way this man looked at me, like a predator toying with its prey, made me worry if I would even have the opportunity to do so. I gulped hard, my brain scrambling for a way out. Think, Astrella. Think. If I couldn’t fight, I’d have to fool him. Maybe lure him or confuse him. I plastered on the sweetest, dumbest smile I could muster and clutched my stomach, puffing it out like a fake baby bump. “Oh! Uh, do you know Dax Donomie Martinelli?” I blurted out, voice trembling but forcing a nervous giggle. “Hehe… he’s my husband. And, uh... surprise! I’m pregnant! You see?”

I whimpered, amidst my words. “What?! How could that be?” she threw in, almost immediately. “I couldn't believe it myself and I was right after all,” I answered. “Oh wow! The story is getting rather interesting. Tell me how everything happened, Ben,” she smiled cheerfully, with an expectant ears. “So, it looked every inch true, what happened. The doctor had to surreptitiously make Roseville's tummy slightly bigger after every month and made her fake the pregnancy signs, in other to make it look so real,” I explained.

Miley’s POV The next day, the doctor repeated the tests as promised to confirm if I was truly pregnant. But just like before, the result came back negative. A wave of sadness and disappointment washed over me, but I kept it hidden from Clifford. “I’m sorry to break the news to you, Mr. and Mrs. Alfonso,” the doctor explained gently. “What you’re experiencing may be caused by psychological stress, which can sometimes trick the body into believing it’s pregnant. It’s called pseudocyesis, or phantom pregnancy. We strongly advise you to avoid stress and, if possible, take some time off to relax.”