(Warning: the following has incest, homoerotic scenes, and of course the themes of this story, slavery, non-consent, and pregnancy. Possibly scat and urine ingestion...but you knew that already.)
I decided to finish this story, as I have left it alone too long.
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UNLIKELY BREEDER CH 13
PAX ROMANA
EARTH
The Slud had been vanquished for the most part by the time my daughter Darryl was born. Her skin was light blue upon birth, and she had been the only child that I pushed out, instead of having then claw their way out. So the healing time was minimal.
The meat trade was fixed, as were the slave prices. The nobles were happy, the middle class was happy, the low born were happy, and even most of the human slaves were happy. The only ones not happy were the Slud slaves, who were made to do all of the hard work on Earth and on Gork Prime. Humans had become luxury slaves. Made into drasks (low nannies), and sex slaves mostly. With the exception of the nearly billion males in the cum barns.
Though, I was fairly sure they enjoyed their lives more now that they had some freedom in-between milking sessions.
There were two very large problems that remained.
One, we had no King. Two I was not pregnant, because there was no King to inseminate the egg.
Nuphies and I kept pushing for Daniel to be King, even though it would be incest. (Which the Gork didn't seem to be upset with). Yet the nobles wanted fresh blood in the role. So elections would be held. I had come up with the idea when things on Gork Prime were about to erupt into civil war.
"Bratwurst, charcoal grilled, then boiled in beer broth, served on a hard roll." Gregg's new chef Lita put the plate in front of me. She was from my hometown, and at the age of only 20, had memorized the menu of my favorite restaurant, and knew how to make it.
"Very well done Lita!" Gregg began to dress his brats with onions and mustard.
"Thank you Lita." I said as I dismissed Gregg's slave. I was at his house, and had over stepped my bounds.
"Master, My Frask." Lita bowed to us as Gregg shook his head with a smile and mouthful.
"How much?" I asked in Gorkian
"Not a chance." Gregg responded with a half a mouth full.
"Sell her to me, or I will..." I bit into my bratwurst.
"What? Just fly in a sled to our hometown! Why do you need the only blonde I have that can cook German and Swedish food?" Gregg sounded mildly upset.
"I had to try!" I chuckled. His resolve broke and he smiled back.
"I have a problem. Admiral, sorry, Queen Entirah said I should talk to you about it." Gregg said. I looked up at him quizzically.
"Why wouldn't you bring this problem to me directly, instead of going to my wife?"
"I wanted to talk to Nuphies, but I couldn't get an appointment with her. She doesn't like me much." He sighed. "So I went to your other wife."
"Quit with the preamble, spit it out." I said wiping my mouth of the mustard.
"I've fallen in love." Gregg admitted.
"And...."
"She's Gorkian."
"Congrats!" I said. Thinking this was no big deal.
"There's a bit more to it." He looked down at his plate.
"Alright?" I was now staring at him.
"I want to have her child." He said almost inaudibly. I fought hard not to smile or laugh. I bit a large bite of my sandwich to prevent it as I thought about what he just said. By the time I swallowed, I knew what to say.
"Well looks like you are going to have to meet her male too. But I must say Counselor, I am proud of you!" I smiled at him, but he didn't look up. "Does she like you too?" I asked.
"I'm sure she does." He finally looked up at me. His eyes looked nervous and scared.
"You need to know if she has a male in her life." I reminded. "You have to have both to give her a child!"
"She doesn't. She is alone." He lowered his eyes. "Maybe your son Daniel? Someone I could trust?" He asked lowly.
"My son, will chose his mates. Sorry old friend. You and this female must work it out on your own. But I will bless this courtship. You do know you'd be the one to carry the baby, right?" I was dumbfounded by this admission. Gregg, super alpha male, ready to have alien cock inside of him. He countered.
"If you can do it, why can't I?" He finally looked back at me. "I really think she's beautiful, and she's so sweet. She even speaks a little English!"
"I'm looking forward to the introductions." I said as I finished my plate. "For now I need you to finish your work in India. I need to know if any of those rivers are salvageable." I ordered and stood.
"Yes my Frask. I'll have a report at the end of this week."
"Great Gregg. Oh and by the way, Good luck." I smiled and shook his hand as he bowed to me.
I made my way to Nuphies dining area and found my other wife, my daughter and sons. My daughter was already walking. As soon as she saw me she slid off of her chair and waddled toward me.
"Frakka!" Darryl exclaimed. I picked her up and set her on my hip. I kissed her forehead.
"Finish your dinner." I said in English. I then sat her back into her chair.
I walked around the table and sat next to Nuphies who was at the head of the table, facing Entirah who was at her left.
"We need a King and soon." I groaned.
"Master?" A human slave asked.
"Beer." I said. The woman seemed to know what I wanted before I entered the room. She sat a cold bottle of beer in front of me. I made note of her perky little tits, and perfect hips.
"These elections are..." Entirah switched to English "...bullshit."
"I concur little wife, I would be alright with breeding with my son. However I think the best way to derail this whole farce is to have Demoja Frask go home and pick a King." Nuphies said in Gork.
"I'd pick my son, baby. He's got the most knowledge about all three worlds we rule. Why won't the nobles allow this?" I knew the answer already. It had been drummed into my head. "He isn't legitimate."
"We can eliminate the nobles that oppose us." Entirah suggested.
"Then we are no better than Jerra." I argued. "Bastard tried to kill all of us."
