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Kinktober 02: Baby Alpha Fucks Milf’s Milky Tits (1/2)
Day 20 and I'm posting Day 2 of kinktober haha 🥲 I'm trying!
Anyway, this is for my dear friend who requested a Stud Muffin 3. And TY @graceful-starker !!! Gracie really got me working on this when I was dragging my feet and tbh, you can blame her for this being two parts cause the ideas just kept coming lol
Day 2: Lactation | Roleplay | Inflation
inflation in part is 2!
Summary:
At @khalixascorner 's request, a part 3 to Stud Muffin with the request for preggy character and milky tits 😂
Part 3 of Omega-Turned-Alpha! Peter
Notes: Omegaverse, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Lactation Kink, Bottom Tony Stark, Top Peter Parker, Omega Tony Stark, Alpha Peter Parker, Omega-Turned-Alpha, Intersex Omegas, Knotting, Mpreg, Sexual Roleplay, Starkercest roleplay, Come Inflation, Vaginal Sex, Creampie
WC: 3540 (AO3)
Stud Muffin Series (AO3)
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This was heaven, Peter hazily decided.
He was drunk on Tony's milk, his hands holding down the omega's wrists above his head. His mouth was latched onto one of his omega's nipples, the hard little nub encouraged by swipes of his tongue to give him more and more.
The milk flowed, sweet and consistent. A good supply of it came with just the barest hint of encouragement.
The studded alpha pulled off, swallowing down the sweet omega milk with a satisfied sigh. Beneath him, his omega was sprawled on his back, his tits exposed through the narrow V of his unbuttoned shirt.
Peter had perhaps popped a few buttons off but the visual was worth it. The fine fabric of Tony's shirt was pushed to the sides, almost framing the gentle swell of his chest.
Both nipples were hard, one still shiny wet from Peter's mouth and the other was dripping milk from the neglect. There was an endearing flush that had traveled down the omega's neck and it crept down his collarbones and made his chest flush pink.
With a gentle touch, Peter reached out and rolled the neglected nipple between two fingers.
Tony let out a high pitched moan, restless. Milk beaded up between Peter's fingers and he ached to take that drop between his lips. He'd clean up the mess, giving his sweet omega a nice suck before lapping up the spill of milk that had trailed down to where his shirt was pushed aside.
But first–
"Mama," Peter called to his mate.
A new game, a new exciting element to this play between them. It made his omega so wet and it made Peter's alpha dick drip.
Tony's eyes snapped open, hunger and desire quickly tucked away to make the game more realistic.
Peter was playing the role of a possessive alpha son and his sweet milky mate was his Mama. It was a fantasy but one that both got them going.
"Pete," Tony said, a hesitant smile on his kiss-swollen mouth, "You've had enough?"
Beneath him, Tony's body trembled with pleasure even as he half-heartedly pushed against Peter's grip.
"Let me up, kiddo," Tony said as though Peter not letting go was just a matter of the alpha forgetting. Tony's gaze darted to the door of their bedroom before coming back to the alpha on top of him. "Your alpha father will be home soon, I should get ready…"
Alpha father? There was no other alpha besides Peter– Oh.
Peter's breath caught in his throat as another element to the game was introduced. Tony had never mentioned a pretend alpha before.
Even knowing it was part of a game, the younger alpha's instincts flared in possessiveness at the thought. It was easy for his emotions to become volatile, for his mind to go hazy with heightened instincts.
The thought of another alpha was just another trigger and Peter's grip tightened to an almost bruising strength on Tony's wrists.
"Mama," Peter groaned as he leaned down, aiming for Tony's neglected nipple.
"Pete–" Tony protested, futilely kicking his legs against the bed.
Even with one hand, Peter was able to hold his Mama's hands in place. His other hand traveled down past the open button-up shirt and settled on his omega Mama's slight baby bump.
He'd made his claim clear. Everyone could see it, even this pretend alpha who threatened to take his Mama away.
"He still doesn't know, huh, Mama?" Peter groaned.
Between his legs, his alpha cock was starting to thicken. It had already been half hard but now, with the need to claim, it was growing even harder in preparation.
"He'll be home soon, baby," Tony threw out as though it would deter his young alpha son from fucking him. He clearly felt the heat of Peter's cock and the way it was starting to fatten up, thicker and longer than any of his previous partners.
"He doesn't know," Peter repeated as he bent down and licked around Tony's neglected nipple, catching the drops of milk on his tongue.
"Don't– I don't know… ah… what you're talking about, Pete." Tony kept pretending though his voice went breathless. Peter knew that the sensation of his tongue swirling around and teasing the omega's puffy areola felt good.
Tony stifled a moan as Peter finally stopped his teasing and pulled the nipple fully into his mouth, engulfing it in heat even as the milk dribbled out onto his tongue.
The alpha allowed him a moment of reprieve but only because he decided that drinking down the creamy sweetness was more important. Tony's body arched into his once he started suckling. His fingers twitched weakly in Peter's grip as the alpha pulled milk from his body, groaning around the sweet creamy taste.
When Peter was certain that Tony was made limp and docile, he pulled off just enough to murmur his next words like sweet nothings into a lover's ear.
"The pup is mine," Peter said. "He doesn't know yet… But he'll put two and two together when he finds his omega wife in bed with his son, right, Mama?"
He looked up coquettishly at the omega and the brief flash of heat he saw in Tony's eyes told him that the omega was right on board.
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It had started simply enough.
A simple mistake.
Tony had been holding Peter's arm and had stopped to coo at the tiny baby clothes in the shop window. Peter had made sure to hold onto his mate, knowing that if he let go that Tony would simply walk in and buy the entire store on a whim.
"Oh, that's so sweet," a passing omega commented. A stroller stopped beside them, a sleeping pup inside. The stranger gave them a knowing smile and Peter flushed.
Other omegas seemed to just know when another omega was pregnant. Not that it wasn't obvious, with Tony absentmindedly rubbing the small baby bump he had and Peter preening in smug satisfaction beside him.
"How far along are you?" The omega stranger asked Tony, smiling.
"Three months!" Tony told her proudly. As a male omega, they showed much earlier. Peter had been amazed.
The stranger turned to Peter then and honestly, Peter hadn't known what to expect.
Skepticism? Peter was a lot younger and looked like it when compared to his omega mate.
Whatever it was, Peter was prepared.
"And I'm sure big brother is just as excited?" The omega lady asked and Peter's world stopped.
Brother?!
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Tony had teased him and Peter had endured it with stammers and flushed cheeks. It was the first time they had been mistaken for parent and child. But despite it being the first, it wasn't the last. It didn't matter that Tony Stark was a well known multi-billionaire that had recently been taken off the market. All people saw was that he was an older omega and that Peter was a younger alpha.
Peter's alpha pheromones were even stronger than any other. Since he was newly coming into his alphaness, his pheromones were thick and potent. Anyone giving him a sniff would think he was a newly presented alpha with how the scent of arousal and desperate horniess was constantly clinging to him.
He blamed Tony for being so fuckable. he blamed Tony for making him this way, for studding him from a normal omega with a healthy sex drive into a knothead of an alpha who was shameless in fucking his omega. And God, he needed it so often once the studding was complete. He always needed his new alpha dick wet and dripping from being in his omega mate.
They were both often drenched in each other's scent, as they should be for a newly mated couple with a healthy sex life. It was just that… the age gap thing… People got the wrong idea. His scent was thick on his omega mate, but others passed it off as a needy child smothering their omega parent in their alpha scent.
Clearly, clearly, they were parent and child.
Tony never corrected them and Peter… went along with it.
It was as if the universe had set out to tease him but the mistake was made often.
They were mistaken for parent and child again and again. And the thought made its way into Peter's brain and eventually… it made its way into their bedroom.
In this scene of theirs… They were Mama and baby boy. Peter was Tony's much loved alpha son and in their little scenes, Tony was indulgent and sometimes reluctant but he always helped his son with his problems. He couldn't deny his son, especially when said something had just gone through a grueling transformation from omega to alpha.
Just like in reality, Tony's baby alpha was in constant need of regulating… things… In handling the influx of instincts and possessiveness. Peter, as Tony's baby boy, had so many needs and Mama never failed to satisfy them.
And right now, Peter was desperately in need. Especially when Tony murmured out a breathy, "Baby boy…"
"Mama," Peter murmured, his hands drifting scandalously to his omega Mama's hips.
Tony squirmed beneath him and even more so when Peter maneuvered one of his legs to wrap around the alpha's hip.
"Pete, baby," Tony groaned, "don't say that– this pup… can't be yours, sweetheart… I'm your Mama, why would you–"
A press of his teeth against Tony's sensitive nipple had the omega squeaking. One of his hands escaped Peter's hold but instead of shoving Peter off, Tony grabbed the base of his hair. Fingers dug in as his back arched, pushing more of his tit into Peter's warm mouth.
"Fucked– mm– fucked a pup into you," Peter said. His words were muffled but Tony still got the message. His grip on Peter's hair tightened and tingles of pain started to radiate from there. It still felt good, everything Tony did to him felt good.
"Shh, baby, don't talk nonsense," Tony panted. "Just drink your milk and finish before your dad comes home."
Again. Tony must really be trying to rile him up with the thought of another alpha taking what belonged to Peter.
Peter wouldn't stand for it, Tony was his. His omega, his Mama.
With a growl, Peter reared up. Before his Mama could do more than gasp at the cold taking Peter's place, the alpha had his hands at the buckle of Tony's pants.
"Peter!" Tony protested but those protests were halfhearted, his one free hand easily being batted away.
Peter divested his Mama of his belt and before Tony could act, he had the length of leather tying the omega's wrists together and secured to the top of the bed frame.
Startled, Tony gave his bonds a shake and Peter hid a smile at the rattle it made as it remained secured. His Mama wasn't going anywhere.
He rose up on his knees and caught Tony's attention. His sweats were shoved down to his hips and with it, his alpha cock sprang out.
Tony's milk had helped nourish this body when he was in the process of studding. He had filled out some but compared to other alphas, he was still pretty lithe in stature.
His cock, though, was all alpha. It was like he was born to be this, to be an alpha more than willing to breed up the omega trembling beneath him. To be everything that his Mama needed. He was made for his Mama, and his cock ached to return to the familiar warmth of his Mama's body.
"Mama," Peter murmured as he started to stroke his cock. His hand went from root to tip, catching the thick drops of cum at the head and spreading it out over the generous length of his erection. "Look what you did to me, Mama. I'm so hard… Won't you help me, Mama?"
Tony's mouth dropped open a little and there was a hazy sheen to his eyes as he followed the smooth motion of Peter's hand. There was a hunger in his gaze that had Peter's cock grow even harder, thickening up to full mast.
"This wasn't… Baby, when you said you wanted to be an alpha, this wasn't what I had in mind," Tony murmured coquettishly. "You'd do this to your own Mama? Not my sweet alpha boy… He wouldn't…"
Peter sighed as he squeezed his alpha cock, barely able to keep his eyes open when it twitched hard in his hands. Another thick drop threatened to drip from his slit. He let it and it splattered down over his omega's swelling belly.
"Mama," Peter said patiently, "Dad wasn't satisfying you."
His mind raced to come up with the fake situations he needed for this.
"I could hear you in my room…" Peter said, still stroking his cock. He was getting harder and harder just thinking about it, his sweet omega being ravished in the room next door. It made fire flare in the pit of his stomach. "He wasn't satisfying you, Mama… But I know I can. I was made for you…"
Tony's lips trembled, caught between reluctance and the need to help his baby boy. A discrete check informed Peter that Tony's cocklet was tenting his pants.
"Mama… I can't take it anymore," Peter groaned out. "Please, Mama, can't I…?"
Tony's eyes remained fixed on Peter's alpha cock and then with a resigned sigh, he closed his eyes. His legs inched apart, spreading open for his needy alpha son.
"Okay, baby, okay… Take what you need," Tony allowed, a mother spoiling their needy child.
Peter purred but he didn't go for the prize Tony was offering him.
Instead, he shuffled himself forward on his knees and put himself in the place he wanted to. He kept his weight off the omega but his cock… His cock fit right between Tony's small chest.
At the unexpected touch, Tony's breath stuttered in his chest and his eyes flew open. He almost went cross-eyed trying to look at Peter's cock rubbing between the shallow valley between his pecs.
"Mm…" Peter moaned as he balanced himself and began rutting his cock between his omega mama's tits.
"Baby, I thought you were going to…" Tony gasped before falling silent.
"Stick it in you?" Peter panted as he looked down and into Tony's eyes. "I still can, Mama… But wanted to do this… Wanted Mama's tits first. You said I could take what I need, right, Mom? I need this…"
Tony was quiet for a while after that. Peter didn't pay it any mind, caught up in the sight of his thick alpha cock surrounded by the softness of his omega's tits. His precum smeared messy and thick between the omega's tits and every pass Peter's cock made between that space left it messier than before.
"Peter, untie me," Tony mumbled out.
Peter looked up to see his Mama wiggling his hands about, the leather still keeping him bound.
"Why?" Peter questioned. His hips continued their smooth roll, dragging his cock over soft skin.
"I…" His Mama's face was already flushed but whatever thought he had in his pretty little head made the pink in his cheeks deepen. "My chest… isn't big enough for you to… feel good…"
Peter frowned and looked down and yes, his Mama was right. Omega males didn't develop large chests, only a modest handful. Peter hadn't minded because it was Tony but the way Peter was fucking Tony's chest only had the omega's tits brushing against the sides of his cock.
"Are you offering to help, Mama?" Peter asked, wondering if Tony wanted to participate more than being a helpless mama enduring his son's inappropriate attention.
"You said this is what you wanted…" Tony murmured, eyes dropping. "If Mama helps you… It'll be enough, right? If I can help, then maybe we can finish before your father gets home…"
The flare of possessiveness that speared through Peter left him almost breathless. When Tony raised his eyes again, Peter knew what he wanted to do.
"Okay, Mama, if you can make me come before dad gets home…" Peter offered in consideration.
Tony gave a nod and Peter released his hands, easy as that.
He watched as Tony glanced at him before his eyes dropped to the task at hand.
Peter's abdominal muscles trembled as Tony placed his hands on either side of his milky tits. When he pushed them together, it still wasn't enough to completely engulf Peter's cock in a satisfying mimicry of a sleeve but the pressure, the warmth… the friction when Peter gave a curious thrust…
"Ah, Mama," Peter moaned as he started to thrust into the warmth of his Mama's tits. "it feels better, thank you, Mama… Mama's tits feel so good…"
Thrust… thrust… The motion of his hips became forceful and made the bed creak more loudly.
Peter could really lose himself to this. The softness of his omega's chest, the friction surrounding his needy cock…
Could he come like this…? He peered down at his omega and found Tony completely focused on his task of pleasuring his baby alpha with just his tits.
"That's it, baby alpha," Tony muttered under his breath, more focused on making sure he could cover as much of Peter's cock.
It was probably a harder task than it looked.
Peter's thrusting was jostling the omega on the bed. On top of that, Peter's abundant precum made it messy and slippery. And Tony's milk was still coming, especially with the added pressure against his chest. Drops of milk were slipping down his nipples and either spilling onto his fingers or adding to the mess where Peter's cock was fucking back and forth.
Messy and wet, with Tony's breathless encouragement… Peter could surely come like this.
Instead, he punched his Mama's nipples between his fingers and gave them a tug.
"Ah!" The surprise and shock of pain and pleasure in Tony's voice almost made Peter come right there. "What are you–?!"
"Need more, Mama," Peter told him while also thinking, you need more. He tugged on Tony's sore nipples, pulling them closer to the center above his cock.
"Baby…" Tony's voice trembled, "It… it hurts…"
But the pleasure in his voice betrayed the lie for what it was.
"Just a little more, Mama…" Peter promised, "Just a little more…"
Tony allowed it with a few breathless gasps. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of his tits, trembling hands trying to maintain the shape and tightness of Peter's current fucktoy.
"Tell me to come, Mama…" Peter begged when the pleasure was reaching a peak inside him. More milk was spilling readily and adding to the wet creamy mess that Peter was fucking through.
"Oh… Oh fuck, Pete…" Tony moaned, wiggling impatiently underneath him. "Come, already… Just come…"
"Mm… okay, Mama…" Peter gasped as he finally let go.
His knot popped, the massive ball at the base inflating and pressing against the bottom of Tony's tits. He tried shoving his hips forward as though knotting Tony's pussy.
There wasn't any space though so there was a prickle of pain as his knot was left alone. He barely noticed it before his orgasm swept through him.
Cum spurted out of his heavy cock. He could feel the intensity of it as his cock pulsed and twitched in its soft little home. Then he saw it as it spilled out in thick ropes, shooting so far that it splattered on Tony's collarbones and his face.
It was so much but Peter only groaned as it continued to spill out. When his cock wasn't as sensitive, he managed a few desperate twitches, his Mama's milk messy hand helping him out and squeezing his knot. Milking him…
A few leftover spurts of cum dribbled from where his cockhead peaked out from where it was smothered in Tony's tits. Another long thrust had Peter's cock dragging the mess of his cum and adding it to the mess between Tony's tits.
Milk and cum.
With a groan, his Mama finally released his poor breasts and Peter sighed in contentment. He moved down so that he could lean over his Mama and drag his tongue through their combined mess. The saltiness of his cum and the sweet creamy taste of his Mama's milk… The taste of them was delicious and only made Peter's mouth fill with more spit even as he swallowed it down.
Tony's hands carded through his hair, making a mess there too but Peter didn't care.
"Are we done, baby boy?" Tony's voice called Peter from his mission of licking up every drop of the mess he made.
Tony expected the scene to end… And sometimes, it was like this. Sometimes, Tony got such a high from their scene that he could easily rub one out, or Peter could easily suck him off. They'd call it a day and share an intimate shower as two people in love.
Mama and Baby boy can take a test until next time.
Instead, Peter cuddled up next to Tony, and his hips hesitantly pressed against the omega's.
"Mama…"
Peter wasn't done. Baby boy wasn't done with Mama yet and next to him, there was a sharp inhale as Tony got the message.
"Baby boy…"
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Tell Me About It, Stud
by LexiRoseWrites
Rating: Explicit
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson
Character: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Steve Harrington, Omega Eddie Munson, Alpha Eddie Munson, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Scenting, Biting, Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Fisting, Knotting, Medicinal Drug Use, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Overstimulation, Eddie Munson Calls Steve Harrington Pet Names, Mpreg, Unsafe Sex, Idiots in Love, Gender Issues, Feminization, Dacryphilia, Spit Kink, Breeding Kink, Intersex Omegas, Soft Dom Eddie Munson, Sub Steve Harrington, Top Eddie Munson, Bottom Steve Harrington, First Time Bottoming, First Time Topping, Fluff and Smut, Gender Dysphoria, studding
Words: 7,604
Chapters: 1/1
Summary
Steve and Eddie have the perfect relationship. They’re young and in love, ready to spend the rest of their lives together, get married, and have babies. But sometimes biology is a bitch and makes you both omegas. There’s a solution for that though.
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Royally Fucked
by TaxiCabToOwTown
Wally didn’t know how he did it most days. Dick was gorgeous in all his splendour as the princess, and it sent Wally’s heart careening in his chest. Today he was wearing a long black velvet dress with a high neckline around his throat, his hair artfully swooping off to one side of his face. A little smile stretched between Dick’s lips.
“Walls,” he said. Wally was doing everything he could to not look at the way the dress was cinched around the omega’s slutty waist.
“My lady,” he gulped.
See, Wally had this problem. The problem was that as Wallace, the princess’ bodyguard, he was hopelessly attracted to the beautiful vampire princess of Gotham, Richard Grayson. As Kid Flash– soon to be Flash, though his parents had been arguing about Flash or Killer Flash, his dad had a whole dramatic betrayal for him scripted out– he had a hopeless crush on his best friend Robin, Gotham’s protector. Neither could ever work out.
For Taxi's 366 Day 64 and Birdflash Week Day 2: "Vampire!Dick | “Have we met before? I swear I know you.” | ID Reveal"
Words: 5875, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 2 of Smutty Birdflash Week 2024, Part 34 of Smutty Birdflash, Part 35 of Smutty DC A/B/O Fics, Part 29 of DCU One-Shots, Part 4 of Inkwell the Enabler
Fandoms: DCU, DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, The Flash - All Media Types
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Rape/Non-Con
Categories: M/M
Characters: Dick Grayson, Wally West, Bruce Wayne, Slade Wilson, Irey West, Jai West, Jason Todd
Relationships: Dick Grayson/Wally West
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Wally West, Omega Barry Allen, Alpha Bruce Wayne, Past Omega Bruce Wayne, Past one-sided Talia a Ghul/Bruce Wayne, Past Rape/Non-con, Studded Bruce Wayne, Vampire Dick Grayson, King Bruce Wayne, Prince Dick Grayson, Wally West is Kid Flash, Omega Dick Grayson, Mating Cycles/In Heat, dualsex omegas, Penis In Vagina Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Eating Out After Cumming Inside, Knotting, Gentle Sex, First Time, bodyguard/princess, Mpreg, Pregnant Dick Grayson, Identity Porn, Identity Reveal, Barry Allen is Wally West's Biological Parent, Eobard Thawne is Wally West's Biological Parent, Minor Barry Allen/Hal Jordan (Green Lantern)/Eobard Thawne, No beta we die like wally west
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Remember when you wrote an answer on Quora to a question that was something like, "Who would HP characters be in omegaverse" and you wrote that Ron would be omega and Hermione would be alpha. Well, I just realised the pairings in Omegaverse are never F!Alpha/M!Omega. So to clarify, Ron being an omega wouldn't be uncommon; Ron mating with Hermione though.. Also this trope is giving me some cursed OT3 ideas (all consensual, of course), that keep me up at night. What have you done to me?😭😭
[Warning: discussion of sex] The infamous Quora answer about the Omegaverse
I'll keep the rest under a Read More in case people don't want to see that particular trope being discussed!
I think the reason why F!Alphas in general are so uncommon is because female characters are given very little attention in the Omegaverse. The trope started out as a kinky request for a one-shot with two male characters having sex; since there was gay sex happening mpreg was quickly incorporated as well, and it just went from there.
I think there's some sexism at play. In the rare ABO fics I've seen that included Ron/Hermione, they tended to be betas, which is pretty much the "boring straight normie" category; but you find tons of other fics where Hermione is an omega to <insert preferred male character>'s alpha. That's because most Omegaverse fics treat omegas as the equivalent of IRL women, because in most fics using the ABO system only omegas get pregnant (and, yes, that's sexist bullshit and reduces women to their womb, but this is fanfiction, we're not writing a social studies paper here).
Ron especially is never written in that sort of role because people give too much faith to the base assumption that he's "too manly" for that, as you and I previously discussed together when talking about the fandom's reluctance to interpret him as being anything other than straight because they refuse to acknowledge his more feminine-coded side.
It's pretty much the standard fare for the HP fandom, and really every fandom in general: ABO started as a fetish thing, and so it's almost logical that it would feature fetishization and misrepresentation of gay relationships - keep in mind that most fanfiction writers are women.
So to clarify, Ron being an omega wouldn't be uncommon; Ron mating with Hermione though..
Ooooooh, this is an interesting plot bunny! Ok, basing ourselves on the idea of discrimination due to genders: society says that Hermione being an alpha female should go to an alpha male stud, to produce strong alpha babies because double-alpha babies are totally the best or whatever; while Ron being an omega male should go to an alpha male stud and become a good malewife and produce those cool mpreg babies... Ron and Hermione say that's fucking bullshit and get married anyway, power move. As for which of them will carry the children, fuck off it's none of you tabloids' business!
(Maybe they both carry one each... :'D)
Also this trope is giving me some cursed OT3 ideas (all consensual, of course), that keep me up at night.
I find that when I'm kept awake at night by stuff I want to write whether they're comments or stories, it becomes MUCH easier to sleep once I've written out the thing that kept me awake (totally why I sometimes answer comments at something like 2 in the morning (French hours) because I couldn't answer in the day and spent my night stewing on it). But that is just a suggestion... ;)
What have you done to me?😭😭
I have merely opened your mind to new possibilites *ominously walks away and bumps into the wall on the way out*
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A Little Bit More
Commission for: @wannabedad
Word count: 575
Prompt: An mpreg fantasy with the carrier nearing term with a single baby and being stuffed until they look like they’re carrying twins instead. Loving and heavy on the praise.
TW: Stuffing
I know it hasn’t been that long since we ate dinner, but I’ve made some things for you that I think you’ll like. It’s got to be hard to keep yourself satisfied when you’re eating for two, especially with your due date coming up tomorrow, so I may have gone a little overboard. But can you blame me, when I just want to keep both of my boys well-fed?
That’s why I helped you settle in your favorite chair in the living room, kissed your cheek, and returned to the kitchen to gather all of the goodies I’ve put together for you. My special treat, just like you used to enjoy back in the days when your womb wasn’t stretched full of our baby.
I love the way your eyes go wide when you first see the tray, like you haven’t already seen me pull out such a thing countless times before for our games. It’s piled high with all sorts of delicate sweets, like decadent pastries filled with custards and creams, cakes layered with homemade buttercream icing, muffins filled with fruit, and cookies studded with your favorite candies. All of them fresh, and all of them for you, even though they couldn’t hold a candle to your own inherent sweetness.
You’ll try a bite or two for me, won’t you? Good boy.
Piece by piece, I lift them to your lips, waiting for you to open your mouth before gently pressing a bit inside. There’s no pressure for you to eat anything you don’t want, nor to eat more than you’re comfortable with, but then you’ve always enjoyed pleasing me, haven’t you?
You love how I run my fingers along your cheek when your teeth sink into that first warm-from-the-oven croissant, casually feeling your jaw work as you chew. You lean happily into my hand when you need to take a short break, eager to feel the gentle scrape of nails against your scalp. And it’s hard to tell which of us is happier when my hand keeps finding its way to your belly, stroking the taut dome to feel our baby squirm inside you while you indulge.
Of course, the more you eat, the tighter and bigger your belly gets. You start to slow down as your stomach grows heavier, finding it more and more difficult to swallow, though my hands continue to bring offerings to your lips.
You aren’t done yet, are you? We both know you can take a little more. Open your mouth, darling, and show me how much you appreciate my attention. There’s still room in your tummy for a few more pastries, a bit more cake, maybe even a morsel of icing licked from my fingers.
I’ll press kisses to your cheeks when you start to struggle, your cheeks flushing and your abdomen uncomfortably tight. You know that you’re my favorite, don’t you? You know how much I adore you, and how everything I made was baked out of love for you? We don’t want that to go to waste.
Accept my love, sweetheart. Eat some more for me. You make me so happy when you do.
By the time you finally finish off that tray, and you’re left looking like you’re pregnant with two babies rather than one, you’ll practically be in a food coma. And I’ll spend the rest of the evening rubbing your straining belly and showering you with my praise.
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An MPregged Pony
Contains muscular anthro horse, mpreg.
I'm a stallion, that's undeniable. A picture of sculpted muscle, lightly covered (but not concealed) by soft horsehair in pretty dapples. One could even say I was studly, but I'm clearly no stud, thanks to a detail that indicates a far different role: the not-inconsiderable bulge of my cock dwarfed beneath the broad swell of my pregnancy. I am aglow with the flush of new life, a proud father, unburdened even as I cradle my foals’ weight. Soon, I'll birth them, but I don't think it'll be long before I'm swelling again.
#anthro#furry#genderfluid#nonbinary#mpreg#pregnancy#writing#trans#horse#masculine#Today's genders have been a bit unstable but this is at least one of them
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What do you think of enslaving yanks and using a weaker form of southernization to basically make them into male wives for mpreg? We already know most yanks are useless, and that southern men need to spread their seed. Could put those yanks to use by not only making them into slaves, but also them into baby ovens for superior southern men. Then every southern man can have a herd of submissive and pregnant yanks at his beck and call for service and breeding. Two men having a son would probably result in that son having higher testosterone over time, and we both know the strong southern genes would override any weak male wife yanks genes
Hmmm. That’s a weird yet oddly sensible idea! I probably won’t actually write anything with it, but it makes sense that our superior Southern seed could impregnate lesser men. Guaranteed boys, of course, big strong boys.
But if our genes override theirs, isn’t it basically just a clone? I can see some circumstances where that could be useful though: I doubt Tebow’s children will be able to get hotter than he is, for example…unless of course his genetics were somehow combined with other Southern studs to create an even studlier child. Which is an interesting idea in and of itself…
But at the same time, I feel like a lot of men wouldn’t like the idea of their boys coming from a Yankee womb. Even if they have absolutely no trace of Yankee DNA, it’d probably still make them wonder, be uncomfortable with it.
Definitely an unusual but interesting ask!
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And concerning omegaverse, have you ever considered Hugo bitching and Varian studding?
no bc I tend to lean toward soft a/b/o which doesn't really have mpreg concoctions like "bitching" or "studding." im not against it it's just not my cup of tea
#neither of them ''bitch'' or ''stud'' when i hc them as an alpha or omega tbh#i just like the wolfpack dynamics of it but im too lazy to actually write a werewolf au lol#edit: as a side note#i don't care for the terms “bitching” and “studding” either#like????#as someone who was born with a uterus im not to jazzed about someone calling the person who ''can get pregnant'' as someone who's bitching#maybe rephrase that my dude
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honestly, what an absolute hunk. yea, he's still growing. look at how furry this stud is. dreamy.
#the bears den#bear daddy#bear love#hairy chub#hairy#hairy stud#furry belly#furry bear#furry beauty#mpreg stud#what a hottie#the bear#build that bear#build a bear#round belly#belly expansion#daddy belly#hairy belly#bellymonstersblog#huge pregnant belly#feedee belly#wg#bi#bise#bi bhm#lgbtqia#round#round bear#round gut#exjock
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Royally Fucked
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by TaxiCabToOwTown
Wally didn’t know how he did it most days. Dick was gorgeous in all his splendour as the princess, and it sent Wally’s heart careening in his chest. Today he was wearing a long black velvet dress with a high neckline around his throat, his hair artfully swooping off to one side of his face. A little smile stretched between Dick’s lips.
“Walls,” he said. Wally was doing everything he could to not look at the way the dress was cinched around the omega’s slutty waist.
“My lady,” he gulped.
See, Wally had this problem. The problem was that as Wallace, the princess’ bodyguard, he was hopelessly attracted to the beautiful vampire princess of Gotham, Richard Grayson. As Kid Flash– soon to be Flash, though his parents had been arguing about Flash or Killer Flash, his dad had a whole dramatic betrayal for him scripted out– he had a hopeless crush on his best friend Robin, Gotham’s protector. Neither could ever work out.
For Taxi's 366 Day 64 and Birdflash Week Day 2: "Vampire!Dick | “Have we met before? I swear I know you.” | ID Reveal"
Words: 5875, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 2 of Smutty Birdflash Week 2024, Part 34 of Smutty Birdflash, Part 35 of Smutty DC A/B/O Fics, Part 29 of DCU One-Shots, Part 4 of Inkwell the Enabler
Fandoms: DCU, DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, The Flash - All Media Types
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Rape/Non-Con
Categories: M/M
Characters: Dick Grayson, Wally West, Bruce Wayne, Slade Wilson, Irey West, Jai West, Jason Todd
Relationships: Dick Grayson/Wally West
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Wally West, Omega Barry Allen, Alpha Bruce Wayne, Past Omega Bruce Wayne, Past one-sided Talia a Ghul/Bruce Wayne, Past Rape/Non-con, Studded Bruce Wayne, Vampire Dick Grayson, King Bruce Wayne, Prince Dick Grayson, Wally West is Kid Flash, Omega Dick Grayson, Mating Cycles/In Heat, dualsex omegas, Penis In Vagina Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Eating Out After Cumming Inside, Knotting, Gentle Sex, First Time, bodyguard/princess, Mpreg, Pregnant Dick Grayson, Identity Porn, Identity Reveal, Barry Allen is Wally West's Biological Parent, Eobard Thawne is Wally West's Biological Parent, Minor Barry Allen/Hal Jordan (Green Lantern)/Eobard Thawne, No beta we die like wally west
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The Price of Good Genes
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by BananaStickers
Sid is the most eligible stud in the league right now. Sometimes he's surprised that Mario hasn't bought a bitch for him yet, but Mario is his owner, so it's his prerogative to wait for a perfect match. Sid isn't in any rush to breed.
Not until he sees the big Russian across the ice from him, and he wants.
Words: 8668, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Men's Hockey RPF
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Mario Lemieux
Relationships: Sidney Crosby/Evgeni Malkin, Brian Dumoulin/Kris Letang
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Master/Pet, Breeding, Alternate Universe, Mpreg
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Beta To Alpha
by sumimasn
There were a few things that Shoto was certain of.
Firstly, that he was Hanta’s omega.
Secondly, Hanta was his alpha.
And finally, his father would have a heart attack if he found out. After all, being an alpha was prided on. Except, Shoto didn’t want to be an alpha. He wanted to be an omega, and to carry his alpha’s pups.
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The sun was shining, it was warm with a gentle breeze, and it seemed the villains had taken a day off. It was an easy patrol, he needed the break from reality.
“Sure! What is it?”, he chirped back.
“Can you bitch me?”, he replied.
Words: 1844, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Sero Hanta, Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku
Relationships: Sero Hanta/Todoroki Shouto
Additional Tags: Side DKBK, Omega Verse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Beta Sero Hanta, Alpha Todoroki Shouto, Role Reversal, Top Sero Hanta, Bottom Todoroki Shouto, Light Dom/sub, Dom/sub Undertones, light pet play, Dirty Talk, Biting, Mentions of marking, Mentions of Breeding, Begging, Teasing, mentions of bitching/studding, Mpreg, Anal Sex, Alpha Midoriya Izuku, Omega Bakugou Katsuki
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[ Closed Starter For @southxparkxafterxdark || Harley ]
[ Royce ]
“Fucking... Psychopath.” Royce breathed when he was far enough from the house that he no longer worried Ash could hear him. Rubbing the back of his neck as he started to walk again, he absently reached his other hand down to his stomach. Aster wouldn’t say shit like that, not without cause. Hell, Royce didn’t think he knew about him begging Michael for it...
Then again, Aster always knew more than he should have.
As he was walking, lost in thought, he apparently had walked right into and half onto someone. Leaping back, he shook his head, trying to get it back on right as he stared at the person.
“Uh--” That had been his fault, huh? But clearly the other guy wasn’t looking either, right? “Dude.”
#His Dress Is Up To Waterline Bitch Is Clearly Borderline (Royce Olson-Rogers)#I Got Muscles I'm A Stud Jealous People Kiss My Butt (Royce and Harley - SouthxParkxAfterxDark)#cw mpreg#cw male pregnancy#cw teen pregnancy
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