So I wrote this randomly over the course of 10 hours in a horny frenzy, despite that its not all horny, there's maybe 2 sections where it's horny otherwise this is just a long Omegaverse story I wrote with my own original characters. If you don't know alot about Omegaverse I explain a decent amount of stuff in the story but you may have to do some basic reading on your own. I'm gonna post it in chapters gradually.
My life was never perfect. My fathers gave me everything I could have needed, I never went without. But I didn't get much out of life besides that.
Coming out as Trans when I was 8 probably had something to do with that. It wasn't unheard of obviously, but some people definitely treated me different because of it, even if they'd never admit it.
Good things came of it too. I never had to go through male puberty. I was able to get puberty blockers in time to ward off any effects until I could start HRT.
My older sister Olivia was always very supportive and was able to help me through all of the stepping stones of being a young girl.
What really set me on a path for misery was the day I was tested for secondary sex characteristics.
Papa was an Alpha, Olivia was an Alpha, many of my relatives were Alphas. I was set to be enrolled at the school Papa went to and Olivia was going to, an all Alpha high school.
But that wasn't meant to be. I'm an Omega. My heart broke a little that day, sitting in the doctors office with my fathers.
I could gradually hear the voices of my fathers and the doctor fade into white noise as I became more stunned at the news. I'd seen and heard how people treated Omegas in society, even my teachers never spoke highly of Omegas in health class.
We all just assumed i'd become an Alpha. There was no logical reason for that line of thinking but we all thought it anyway. The only Omega i'd met otherwise that I knew of was Mama.
The drive home was deadly silent, I wasn't even sure i'd heard anything anyone said after the news was dropped on me. Or maybe I did hear, but just didn't want to listen anymore.
We arrived home in silence and I went to my room in silence. It wasn't until Olivia got home from school that there was any voices in the house.
I'd heard sounds of shock from her downstairs, and could hear her footsteps approaching my room. I just huddled into the corner of my bed with my blanket over my head, hugging my favorite stuffed animal, a stuffed shark Olivia got me for my first birthday as a girl. I was terrified at what she would have to say.
"Are you alright Paige?" She said, sounding worried. The same tone she took whenever I'd been hurt or bullied.
I grumbled an answer from under the blanket but nothing audible came out of my mouth.
I could feel the bed shift as Olivia sat next to me, and to my surprise she wrapped her arms around me.
"I know this isn't easy for you. I can't even imagine how difficult it must be. But I want you to know that Mama and Papa and I will always be there to support you, and we'll do everything in our power to make sure you have the best life you can."
I had stayed dry eyed the entire day despite everything, but in that moment I couldn't help but start bawling my eyes out.
"I was.. w-was afraid that th-th-that you and M-Mama and Papa would hate me!!" I could barely get the words out of my mouth between sobs.
Olivia lifted the blanket off my head and held me again. "There is nothing on this earth that would prevent us from loving you."
My greatest fear was alleviated, I had my family, and that was enough.
But that didn't mean that life wasn't going to try and put me down.
Since I wasn't an Alpha I couldn't go to my sister's school when I graduated middle school. I had to go to an Omega-only high school, but the only one in the area wasn't great. The school had very little funding to speak of and maybe only 150 students total across all 4 years.
Meanwhile the Alpha high school had funding to spare and then some even with only 300 students.
Olivia was always furious at the things she'd hear about my school. She thought it was incredibly unfair for Omegas to receive inferior resources and education just for how they're born.
She was always like that, sticking up for those who couldn't fight for themselves. It was why I always felt safe when she was around, I knew that no matter what problems I faced that she would protect me.
The day my first heat started was scary, it was the spring in my last year of middle school. It was an overpowering feeling. Alot of the medication I took for my transition made my sex drive lower so I never got into sex at the same age as everyone else. But this hit like a virus. My legs and arms felt weak and useless, like my joints were made of jelly.
My head felt heavy, my blood felt hot, and there was a deep burning sensation coming from my abdomen.
I called to Olivia in the middle of the night since her room was across the hall from mine. I could barely see, my vision was blurry, my hearing was dull and I couldn't stand up without help.
I managed to crawl out of bed but couldn't walk. I crawled towards the door calling Olivia the entire time.
I looked up to see somebody standing above me. "O-Olivia? H-help, please." I strained my voice trying to speak between heavy breaths.
I strained my eyes and found out it wasn't my sister. "Mama?" It was Mama, smiling at me and carrying a small bag with him.
He helped me up off the floor and sat me back on the bed. "Here, have some water and take this pill." I did as I was told. Even after drinking the entire bottle of water I had been brought I was still blazing hot and my mouth and throat felt dry.
"Mama, what's happening?" I said slightly panicked.
"It's your heat sweetheart. I'm sorry it had to happen in the middle of the night, it must be very scary."
My heat? I remembered learning about it in early middle school but I had forgotten a number of the details. I knew some of my classmates had started their heats alot sooner but I was a late bloomer, perhaps a side effect of the puberty blockers or my HRT.
"My body aches Mama. I don't like it." I whimpered and laid back into bed. I felt a wet spot as I tried to lay down. "Did I wet the bed?" I wondered. At my age I thought that was weird.
"I know sweetie, it's scary at first but you'll get used to it. That pill I gave you is a suppressant, it'll make your heat easier to handle until you're older." Mama said as he pulled me up to the edge of the bed.
I realized that the source of the wetness was from the back of my pyjamas. "Why is everything wet?" I asked in frustration.
"That's slick, it's a natural lubricant Omegas like us produce when we're in heat or aroused." Mama started pulling my sheets off the bed as he explained.
"So every time I go into heat I'll get the bed wet and sticky like this?"
"Unfortunately yes, but I have a couple ways we can prepare for it." As Mama gathered up my sheets he stood me up and tied a towel around my waist before sitting me down again.
"These can help prevent your bed and pants from getting wet at least." Mama said as he pulled out a pair of underwear from the bag he had with him. "They're thicker and more absorbent than average underwear. They make them specifically for Omegas. I bought a few pairs after we found out you were an Omega. Good thing I didn't wait until you were entering high school." Mama smiled warmly.
"Now that we know when your heat is it won't catch us off guard again. Its usually once a month around the same time." Mama said as he put my bedsheets into a plastic bag. "We can make sure you're taking suppressants when it approaches and if you're really worried you can wear these. I've worn them before and never had any problems." Mama stood up. "Now I'm going to take these to the laundry room, you should change your bottoms and I'll be back up to grab them in a minute."
I was starting to regain some composure, I still could barely handle the feeling but it wasn't anywhere as intense as it was when I woke up. It was then I realized that I had called for Olivia, not Mama for help. So then why was it that he showed up and she didn't?
I changed my pyjamas and underwear and dried off with the towel. The underwear felt a little bulky but it was nice to know they'd be able to save on trips to the laundry room.
I then slowly tried to make my way to Olivia's room. It was empty but the door was open and the light was on. I went to check my parents room down the hall because the light was also on.
As I approached the door I could hear people inside, likely Papa and Olivia. I started to open the door but as I got it partially open Papa shouted. "Stay back!!"
I was shocked, Papa was there wearing a medical mask, kneeling beside Olivia who was laying in their bed with a medical mask and her face flushed and eyes scrunched closed, sweating profusely.
Before I could react a hand reached past me and shut the door, it was Mama.
"Mama is Olivia okay?" I asked with a scared expression. "Let's go back to your room and talk, she'll be fine." Mama lead me back to my room where he put sheets on my bed before sitting down with me.
"So remember in school when you learned about heats for Omegas, and ruts for Alphas?" Mama questioned.
"Yeah I think so, a rut is like the Alpha equivalent of a heat right?" I asked while trying to strain my memory to remember, my brain was still quite fuzzy so it was difficult.
"Sort of. Usually for most Alphas a rut can only be triggered by smelling the pheromones of an Omega in heat." He explained. "Your sister actually went to your room before we realized what was happening but your pheromones overwhelmed her since she's never been around an Omega in heat before."
I nodded my head for a moment before it dawned on me. "Wait so she's like that because of me?" I said as I teared up slightly.
"Honey it's not your fault, none of us knew this was going to happen when it did since your hormones are different than most of ours." Mama wiped the tears from my eyes. "If anything it's good that Olivia's first experience with an Omega's heat was here at home where we can take care of it."
I felt a little better hearing that and it made sense. "If you were going to collapse you'd rather do it at home than out in public right?" I thought.
"So why can't I go see her?"
"Well even though you don't notice it yourself you're actually still giving off pheromones." Mama tried to explain. "We gave her a suppressant as well but we think the amount of pheromones that had built up with your door closed hit her all at once. that's why she passed out. And why she's in our room right now with your Papa."
I tried to understand but I still felt horrible for causing this situation. "So then Papa yelled at me because I could hurt her if I went closer?"
Mama brought me in for a hug as I started to tear up again. "No no no sweetheart that's not it at all, it'll just take longer for her suppressant to take effect if your pheromones are lingering." He kissed me on the forehead as he looked at me and wiped the tears from my face again. "We'll probably keep her in our room overnight and she should be fine in the morning okay sweetie?"
I nodded somberly. "Okay."
"What if she hates me for this? Just another curse of being an Omega." I slumped my shoulders looking defeated.
"Sweetheart, do you know how excited your sister was when you were born?" Mama asked as he lifted my chin up to look at him. "She never wanted to let you out of her sight.
"She's always always loved you just as much as your Papa and I do, and that will never change."
I teared up again but this time the tears were slightly happier.
Mama told me so many stories about Olivia that i'd never heard. Like how after I came out as a girl she gave our parents a list of things that would make me feel validated. Or how she was always getting into arguments with people at her school for saying negative things about Omegas, proudly stating "My Sister and my Mama are Omegas! And they're worth ten times more than you'll ever be on your worst day!"
I sat there for a couple hours talking with Mama until sunlight started to creep in from my window.
"You should probably get some sleep sweetheart, you may not feel it now but your heat takes alot of energy out of you so you need to rest." Mama kissed me on the head and ushered me to lay down. "I'll wake you in awhile for breakfast and to see how you're feeling okay?" He said as he covered me with a new blanket.
"Hey Mama?" I called out just as he was about to leave the room. "Can you sit beside me for a little? Just until I fall asleep?" Mama smiles with his warm smile that always made me feel safe. "Of course sweetheart." I was asleep in minutes.
Like Mama had assured me, Olivia wasn't mad at me at all. She was ecstatic to see me sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast. (even though it was well past noon)
"Paige!" She squealed and ran over to hug me.
"Wait, shouldn't you keep away from me? I don't want to hurt you again." I said leaning away from her.
She grumbled and looked at me with an upset face. "Not a chance! Papa told me as long as we both keep taking our suppressants we'll be fine, any trace amount of hormones you give off won't affect me." She beamed.
"That's good, I'm still sorry that happened to you, I shouldn't have called for your help." I apologized as my head drooped down to stare at my eggs.
"Don't apologize for things that aren't your fault! It's a natural part of how your body works and I'm just glad that you were home safe when it happened." She said with a slightly worried tone. "I don't know what I'd do with myself if you went into your first heat and none of us were around."
She was worried about me, she had been the one who collapsed to the floor and been quarantined in our parents room, and she was worried about me.
"Also, it's probably a good thing you called for me, I barely heard your voice through the door so I doubt Mama or Papa would've heard you and you might've had to be alone all night until someone came to check on you." She puzzled. "If I hadn't fallen over then Mama and Papa wouldn't have woken up and came to help."
Papa suddenly walked into the kitchen. "Morning, how're you feeling?" He asked me.
"I'm fine, sorry about last night." I said as Olivia grumbled again at me apologizing.
Papa sits down at the table across from me. "I should be apologizing, I didn't mean to snap at you." I was prepared for a stern talking to but an apology was surprising.
"When Omegas like you and Mama go into heat it brings out more submissive and passive traits." Papa explained like he did when he was giving me the talk. "But for Alphas like your sister and I it brings out more dominant and aggressive traits. I wasn't mad at you, my body was just out of sync and wanted to protect your sister, that's all it was."
I pushed my plate out to the middle of the table and crossed my arms in the spot where my plate was, resting my head on them. "None of this would've happened if I wasn't a stupid Omega."
"Hey. Look at me." I tilted my head up to make eye contact with Papa. "There is nothing wrong with being an Omega. If it wasn't for Omegas you two would've never been born, and that would make me very sad if you weren't around. And your Mama feels the same way." I started to tear up a little. "So the next time you feel bad about being an Omega remember that your Mama being an Omega is what led to this wonderful family that I love more than anything."
