Rapid Pregnancy Stories Novels & Stories

“Well, we didn’t get the full story. But the gist of it was that the poor thing was heavily pregnant and alone. I think the man who got her pregnant abandoned her, or something. Anyway, it turned out that she had given birth about a week before, when all of a sudden, she began to bleed. It was postpartum hemorrhage, I think.

I stare at the two red lines on the white strip I hold between my fingers. A smile spreads across my face as a wave of euphoria rushes through me. I blink, happiness swelling within me, thinking of Richard and how thrilled he’ll be to learn that today, we’re making one of our biggest dreams come true. I’m pregnant. Pregnant with the man I love, who loves me back. Pregnant with a child who, I’m certain, will be the most loved in the entire world.

She says. "Yes I did. Is there something wrong with the baby?" I ask nerviously. "No, there is nothing wrong with the baby. Just that my pregnancy seems to be progressing way faster than it is supposed to so the doctor got worried. He said that sometimes that happens in high stress pregnancies. I suppose with all that is going on right now it could be the stress." She says thoughtfully.

she said, pointing at my bump as I sighed. "Oh, this? Well, it's a long story for another day," I said as I lay tiredly on my bed. "That day is today, so you are telling us why you are the only wife pregnant and why you got pregnant so fast… Sorry for sounding toxic," she said as the both of them stared at me dramatically. I sighed, not knowing how to tell them about my rape story; that sounds insane, and no normal being would believe that. "Well, I'm married now, so everything is possible; let's just change the topic to something else, please," I replied, frustrated by the thought of actually having a rape baby.

Terrifying. The attackers disintegrated. Just... ceased to exist. Not dead. Erased from reality itself. When the light cleared, I stood there. Glowing. My stomach glowing. The baby clearly visible through my skin. And it was big. Too big. Growing too fast. "What's happening to me?" I gasped. "The pregnancy is accelerating," Erebus said. His face pale. "The baby's power is forcing rapid growth." "How rapid?" Damon asked. "At this rate?" Erebus touched my stomach. Felt the baby. "You'll give birth in days. Maybe hours."

Every muscle in my body ached from the intensive training, but I couldn't afford to show weakness now. "I understand it's unusual, But I have... time constraints." "What kind of constraints?" I couldn't tell her the truth. I couldn't explain that my supposed pregnancy would be exposed as a lie if I didn't become actually pregnant within the next two weeks. Instead, I focused on what I could share. "I just need this to work quickly," I said. "Please. I'll do whatever it takes to prove I'm ready." "Darling, rushing into this is the fastest way to get yourself killed. Salvatore doesn't appreciate women who overestimate their abilities."

As she settled into a plush chair, she couldn't help but notice a friendly-looking lady sitting nearby. “Hey... You look burnt out?" The lady said, her face a hint of concern. Ria forced a smile back. “Yeah, it’s been a rough day.” "Kids?" The woman asked. "Not yet." Ria said, rubbing her belly softly. "Oh, congratulations darling." The woman said. "I've had my first two already, and honestly, I do not want to go down that road again, but my husband... He's like a sex magnet. He says I'm too attractive for him not to sleep with me."

Brianna couldn't believe how quickly time had flown by. It felt like just yesterday when she had discovered she was pregnant, and now, here she was, eight months along, with only one month left before she would give birth. The thought filled her with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

"Mom! Help!" Shouting at the top of her lungs is a twenty-one-year-old pregnant young woman. She has a whole future ahead of her, a bright future. However, her whole life was put on hold when she learned about the life brewing inside of her. Bracing herself with the jolting pain that started as soon as she got up from bed, Patricia Harrington grabbed the wooden railing beside her. Nine months ago, she was the well-liked, well-respected daughter of a very successful construction firm owner, Anthony Harrington.

" I didn't cheat on my husband, That was not the answer to their question, but she seemed to want to start by telling them the story, and they were eager to hear. Joy had her eyes fixated on Amanda . " Then how did you get pregnant, if you said he didn't touch you, and you didn't cheat? "That is the mystery, I am pregnant, but I cannot tell how it happened. My husband was even my first, I knew no man intimately except him even till now, but here I am pregnant, and I cannot tell who is responsible".