Government
Outside of Omaha, Nebraska
Too say I missed Nuphies, would be an understatement. I had been home once in the past year, and was bulging with a baby. This would be Ramah's second with Nuphies and I. It bothered me that I had to go home to give birth. I wish I could just have a doctor here. I had way too much to get done.
I lay in bed in my Omaha home. My baby was kicking the shit out of my bladder and prostate. Cum leaked from me, and would be washed out, after I pissed. Laying back down I rubbed my round lower abdomen with my right hand. With my left I pushed a button on my hand held. Nuphies popped on the screen.
"Demoja! Good to see you!" My wife said happily.
"I miss you as well." I said. Ramah appeared next to Nuphies.
"How is our baby Demoja?" He asked.
"Almost ready to crawl out. Jerra has booked transport for tomorrow. But I need to get back here as soon as I can." I told my mates.
"Demoja, you spend too much time there, our Governors can take care of things." Nuphies whined.
"How about you stay home for a couple months. You heal after you give birth, and then get pregnant again before you go back?" Ramah reasoned. He was speaking to my instinct. I knew what my job was in the family. It wasn't ruling Earth.
"Okay Husband. Agreed." I smiled.
"We will see you soon then?" Nuphies asked.
"4 Earth days Nuphies." I said.
"Keep Jerra close!" She ordered. Jerra stepped out from behind me and waved to the holo-emitter.
"He's close hon." I said.
"Nancktickt ciln!" Nuphies said. New word to me. I hit the translator button, but Jerra beat me to it.
"She said stay pregnant always." Jerra stated.
I walked out of the farmhouse, to make sure that the water tanks on my ship were filled. I waited to store as much water as possible for my own private use when I got home. I could hear the moaning coming from Barn 12, as it was closest. I decided to take a look to see what my scientists had devised.
I knew it was one of the cum collection barns. 8 older men switched out barrel after barrel of the precious spice. Some of the metal barrels were being loaded onto my Royal shuttle in the cargo area.
I walked in to see rows and rows of men. They were stacked 8 high, the rows were 100 men long, with a total of 8 rows. 6400 men without arms or legs, half convulsing in pleasure. The clear vacuum tubes showed each load as it was harvested, going to a machine that killed diseases, and anything else that might live in their juices.
I found the light green supervisor, and walked up to him.
"Who told you to remove their limbs?" I barked. The small Gank jumped as he was focused on his computer.
"The veterinarian. Helkik. Said it would increase oxygenation!" I looked up at him. He was afraid of me.
"Where is this Helkik?"
"Should be in Kansas by now, at the breeding farm." He stammered. I turned to look at Jerra.
"I'll tell the pilot." Jerra said and then he walked off. His Sargent stepped up next to me.
"How is this barn producing?" I asked.
"Around 8 gallons per hour, with rest time, it works out to 144 Gallons per day." The thin Gank reported.
"How many barns on this compound?" I asked out of laziness.
"20 so far. We have slaves building 30 more barns." He looked proud of his operation. After doing some math, that made current output just over 52 barrels a day. That would have to be multiplied exponentially. 3,000 gallons of cum a day would not even keep the Capital on Gork Prime supplied with the condiment.
I realized then, that I was going to be very busy here on Earth, and at home.
When Jerra arrived back at the barn we left. I flew almost directly south to a new farm built northeast of Plainville. It took only minutes before we were landing. My sky sled had the Royal symbol on it, something resembling a dagger, and was always escorted by fighters. There was no hiding my arrival. Still, when Helkik met me as I got out I knew that the supervisor at the cum factory had alerted him.
I wanted to get home. I was lugging around an extra 18 or so pounds, it was hot here, and the gravity was effecting me. I had no want to deal with this veterinarian.
"Arrest that male!" I said simply and walked toward what looked like a high rise office building surrounded by melon fields.
The building was at least 50 stories high. I walked toward the guarded door. Jerra secured the prisoner, and jogged up behind me. He heaved into his mask, trying to get is wind back. He was suffering worse than me with the gravity.
When I was close enough to the guards I asked questions. I really had no need to inspect the place. I made it easy on myself.
"Explain this building and it's function." I ordered.
"Human breeding building 5. Oh, and I think I answered your question my Frask." The diligent soldier said.
"How many births since we opened this facility?" I asked, knowing that a sentry would only be able to guess.
"307 including the birth that just happened." He reported. "276 males and 31 females."
"At least something is working right." I mumbled and left towards the sled. I could not wait to get home.
Not 24 hours prior I had wanted to stay indefinitely to get everything accomplished. Now I knew I needed to go home for multiple reasons. There would be meetings about progress, and I needed to talk to Ramah about letting me run Earth completely.
From the sled we were loaded onto a shuttle back near Omaha. The shuttle carried as much water as it could hold for my private stash.
Once home, I was greeted by Nuphies and Ramah, who both rubbed my belly, and asked questions. I answered most of them, saving some answers for the emergency meeting I called. I was not in labor yet so I needed certain things done before I did go into labor.
Ramah agreed to the conference and asked who I needed.
"All of the highest up that are Earth-side, and their superiors that are home." I rumbled.
