Trapped but Safe Birth (Mpreg)I was trapped. The two teenagers stood by side me and then made way for the third. They weren't respectful at all. They all thought I was nothing but trash. Well sometimes I do think that. I got rejected for becoming pregnant with my boyfriend. Even more stupid, I'm a male. I'm a male and I'm pregnant. I dropped out of school for this reason and now I'm trapped. These completely strange teenagers thought it was funny to see a male being pregnant. I've seen others but it's very rare.
Mail Delivery BirthI got rejected when I told my boyfriend I was pregnant. He never wanted kids so he threw me out of his home. I'm 9 months pregnant and I'm working as a mailman to raise money for my child. I currently live by myself in an apartment but I'm very low on money. I got up and dressed into my uniform as usual and went outside. I had my stack of mails to deliver in my bicycle basket.
Sebastian was doing his regular nightly duties when all of a sudden he a got sharp pain in his side. He gasped in pain but just ignored it and went back to his duties. After a while, it was morning and Sebastian's pains went from bad to worse, but Sebastian just thought he was coming down with some demon sickness so he went to Ciel's room to wake him up.

Francis bit his lips, shaking his head. "..No," he answered truthfully. His whole entire backside ached and he was also having difficulty regaining breath, his swollen womb was placing too much pressure on his diaphragm. Groaning, Francis rubbed one hand over his stomach and held the other to the middle of his back where the pain was strongest. Whining and groaning, he rested his chin against Niso's shoulder. "I think..I wanna get out..c-change positions.."Niso nodded and looked down at him, wrapping his arms around him to help him up. "Alright, back to the bed?" He asked softly, helping to lift Francis up out of the tub. He could tell from the swell of Francis' stomach that the younger male wasn't done, and he cringed at the thought that Francis might not have the motivation to keep pushing. Francis pressed his lips together. "Y-Yeah. But hurry, I can feel it moving down.." He let Niso help him to his feet, swaying a little as he spread his legs and shuffled towards the bedroom, his waddle especially pronounced now. A new bolt of pain laced through him each time his hips were jostled. They were barely to the bed when another contraction tore down his lower back and abdomen, forcing a surprised cry from his lips. His legs trembled and he practically fell into Niso's arms.
Merlin doubted it. He gazed down at his son in fascination. It occurred to him to be thankful he hadn’t grown actual breasts while he was pregnant. He wasn’t sure how much his masculinity could endure, carrying a child was bad enough but breasts would have probably tipped him over the edge. He had lost all of his chest hair but that seemed a small price to pay.
Niso put his hands between Francis' legs, holding the baby's head now. "Keep pushing Francis." He urged him, looking into the murky water where the baby's head was. The water had gotten more pink from the birth fluids coming out."Push, Francis." He said, looking up at him now with a frown. "You're doing it." He said, reaching up and rubbing at Francis' contracting stomach, feeling the muscles stain under his touch.
Sebastian was doing his regular nightly duties when all of a sudden he a got sharp pain in his side. He gasped in pain but just ignored it and went back to his duties. After a while, it was morning and Sebastian's pains went from bad to worse, but Sebastian just thought he was coming down with some demon sickness so he went to Ciel's room to wake him up.
The Cursed Egg of the Wyvernic Part 1Galadra never expected her first pregnancy to end like this. As wife to the Crown Prince, she was of course expected to bear an heir and secure the line of succession. So it was no surprise that almost a year after being wed she became pregnant with the Prince's egg and there was much celebration. Even Toric, an intense and reserved man, expressed his joy. She found herself loving her pregnant body as did the Crown Prince who could not keep his hands off her. The egg grew within her and all looked forward to the joyous event.  Everything went so calmly, until her ninth month...
My most recent fantasy involves twilight sleep, a horrible practice from the 1950’s and 60’s where women were given a mix of drugs during labor and delivery that made them forget the whole experience. It was said to relieve pain but, in fact, the women were suffering natural labor and delivery, just too drugged out of their minds up to make any sense out of the whole thing. 
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