Hey guys~ There usually isn't stuff up here - but warnings are needed! This fic is an Omegaverse AU, and if you don't know what that is, run!

If you are a determined twat who stayed I can't be bothered to fully explain wtf the Omegaverse is, so watch the video up top (it's pretty in depth so don't feel the need to watch the whole thing). The video is by 'Shippers Guide to the Galaxy' and that's honestly one of my favourite YouTube channels. If you love shipping, check her out! 

A quick summary of A/B/O would be that everyone has a secondary sex - Alpha, Beta or Omega. Alphas are the dominant sex, betas are in between, and omegas are at the bottom of the food chain. Humans are kind of dog like - attracted by each other's scents. And Alphas can essentially force Omegas to submit to them.

Second warning - this story gets pretty fecking sexual - since I'm going to publish actual smut soon I thought fuck it, why not put this up? - but there's no actual smut.

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I woke up to a sickly-sweet smell. No, no, shit shit shit shit! I knew this would happen, but not today. Please not today! Give me a year, a month, a week, even a day more without this! Why is secondary sex a thing?! I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.

Fresh hormones surrounded me. Mocking me. They were a stench that was now never going to leave. No, no, no, no, no! I knew I'd be an omega. I mean, you can never know, but I had a gut feeling I would be. This is bad. This is really bad. I felt like crying. Tears dotted my eyes as I thought through the consequences of this change. Stan's words from yesterday evening were particularly making me worry out of my mind:

Stan was over at my place. Alpha hormones swarming around him, like a pack of macho bees, as they had been since this morning. I could feel them affecting me. Changing me. 

Stan had been the first kid to show in our class. He'd been ecstatic. Everyone in South Park had been patiently waiting to find out who it would be. I mean, it is the 8th grade. Secondary sex does tend to show around then. Everyone had wanted to hang around Stan all day so that they would get their secondary sex sooner. However, he'd chosen to hang out with me. The one person who was trying to avoid him.

"Dude! It's going to be so cool when you become an alpha too! You have no idea how much fun it is!" he said excitedly. I tried to smile back at him, since he'd showed I'd been going along with it, saying I was super excited about becoming an alpha too, but in the back of my mind, I was really worried I wouldn't be.

"Stan?" I asked, a little quieter than usual.

"Yeah Kyle?" he replied, sounding slightly concerned.

"What if I'm not an alpha?" I asked, tensely.

Stan smiled. "Dude, you're totally going to be one. You're my best friend! But if you aren't, it's not going to change anything."

"You promise?"

"Kyle, of course!"

"Yeah, but, secondary sex always breaks up friendships."

"You're forgetting that we're super best friends Kyle. Stop being stupid." At the time I gave him a small smile, but I wasn't at all convinced.

I brought myself back to the present. No complaining. I need to get off to school. Others probably will have shown today as well. As soon as one person shows, it triggers others to.

I ran downstairs and gulped down breakfast quickly. Thankfully, Mom and Dad weren't up yet. Maybe someone out there does love me. I don't want to deal with their reactions right now. 

I basically sprinted to the bus stop. Stan, Cartman and Kenny were all already there.

Their alpha smell was overpowering.

I could feel my heart racing at a million miles an hour. I had an overwhelming gut feeling to run in the opposite direction, but, like the human I am, I completely ignored it.

I'd heard stories, been lectured multiple times, but I didn't think it would be this bad. I felt like I'd been hit by a wall. I wanted to collapse onto the floor. I wanted to throw myself at the three of them. I wanted them to praise me. I wanted them to hug me. Kiss my cheeks. I wanted to be held. I wanted others things too. Things I didn't want to think about.

Stan's scent was the strongest because he's mine. My alpha. I could feel Stan's eyes on me, his stare...

I forced myself to take some deep breaths and distance myself mentally from the situation, remembering some tips from books I'd read about this type of situation.

I felt like I'd awakened myself from a dream or hallucination. I took in another deep breath. Okay, stay in control. I can do this.

Shit. I'd hoped at least maybe Kenny would be a beta or something and I wouldn't be totally alone!

The three of them turned around - simultaneously - before I'd even said anything, like in some horror movie.

They'd smelt me.

The three of them surrounded me. Way too close for comfort. What's worse is, I wanted to cower away. It took all my willpower to stand my ground, with an angry expression.

"Hahaha, I knew you'd be a fucking omega, Jew!" Cartman laughed at me. The smells they gave off were all scary. Lustful. Cartman then grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me closer to him. Stan violently shoved him off. Kenny glared at the two of them.

I took in a deep breath and tried to calm down. I'd read that if I could send out calming emotions it would calm alphas down, but first, I had to be calm myself. I saw the three of them visibly relax, if only slightly. I then took a cautious step back from the three of them.

"Kyle, you're an omega?" asked Stan uncertainly, pawing at my jacket. Each touch sent a jolt through me.

"Y-Yeah," I managed to respond. I could hardly breathe. Stan's smell was overpowering. Much worse than Kenny's or Cartman's. I wanted him to hold me forever. I felt myself leaning into him.

"Of course the Jew is," said Cartman, like it was obvious and shoved me backwards. He'd shoved me away from Stan. From my alpha. I felt scared and angry. I could feel hormones relating to these feelings seeping out. I was powerless to stop them.

Stan glared daggers at Cartman. "Leave him the fuck alone!" Stan said in a dangerous voice. I was shaking. Kenny turned to me.

"Kyle? Are you okay?" he asked, voice muffled by his parka, as usual. All I could manage was a nod. Kenny wrapped his arms around me. It felt pretty comforting. Stan and Cartman, however, immediately turned around and shoved Kenny off.

Thankfully, at that moment, the bus arrived. I sprinted in and was drawn to a certain seat. I turned around to see I was next to Tweek. A sweet smell surrounding him as well. Different to mine though. Figures I'd be drawn to the only other omega on the bus.

"Gah! Y-You too!" Tweek said nervously. I nodded and gave him what I hoped was a comforting pat on the shoulder. I could feel my best friend's, friend's and Cartman's, stares digging into my back. I refused to turn around. "I-I'm really nervous about C-Craig's reaction. Why couldn't we both be fucking betas!" Tweek said, pulling at his hair. I strongly agreed with that sentiment. I didn't even ask why Tweek was worried about Craig. He knew Craig would be an alpha. If not today, then soon. Just like how I knew I'd be an omega when Stan showed. Obviously, you could never truly 'know' but you got a kind of gut feeling.

"Don't worry. Craig won't hurt you. He loves you," I said, trying to comfort the blonde.

"No, he doesn't! Our r-relationship's fake!" he half screamed. I'd guessed as much.

"The way he looks at you is not fake," I said, trying to reassure him. Tweek just sat there shaking. For the remainder of the journey, I forced myself away to a zen location and sent him calming hormones.

When we got off the bus, Tweek gave his thanks and a quick goodbye. Kenny immediately had an arm around my waist. Cartman shoved him off. Then Stan had an arm around my shoulder. When Cartman and Kenny shoved him off, I ran to class.

The class bell rang and everyone was in their seats. Token and Nichole were both betas, which was pretty cute. Bebe was an alpha, and Clyde was an omega, that kind of figures. Craig an alpha, knew that already though. The rest of the class was yet to turn. I'm making it sound like a zombie apocalypse. It's not. It's worse.

Stan was standing right in front of my desk, and wouldn't leave like he was guarding me from something. Cartman and Kenny too. The three of them had me surrounded. Their wanton stares piercing into me. They wouldn't even say anything. My mouth felt dry. I was struggling to breathe. My heart was beating so fast it felt like it was going to fly out of my chest. I wasn't going to admit it, but I was really scared. Two of the people I trust the most, and Cartman, were sending me 'I want you,' hormones. I could feel my unturned classmates glaring at me for getting all the attention. Honestly, they could go fuck themselves. This is not fun. Thank God Stan and Wendy had broken up a couple months ago. At least I didn't have to deal with that.

When the bell rang, I bolted. I ran to what I hoped was a deserted part of the school. I tentatively walked around the corridors for a bit until I smelt a distress signal. I ran towards the cause. 

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Hey guys~ So, it didn't get that sexual so far, but it does in the next couple chapters, trust me. Since I've basically opened Pandora's box let me know if you guys want more of this story or just smut in general. I have a seriously perverted mind so there is actual ABO style smut, an orgy between the five main boys, a Stylenny threesome where Kyle is an incubus, Fem Kyle x Stan smut, and probably more all on my computer so let me know if you're interested!

This story is essentially a brilliant example of me being terrible at writing smut. If you've ever seen the tag 'PWP' for smut, in my stories it doesn't stand for Plot What Plot, it stands for Porn What Porn - this story was meant to be smut - but then it reached 5500 words, and I still hadn't got there, so I just thought, fuck it, and now it isn't.

Also, yes I am working on The Stick Of Truth smut - it's just nowhere near ready yet.

Also, also, if you spotted the Dr Faustus reference you are officially awesome.

Anyways, have an awesome day guys~