Unlikely Gork Officer

Gork Academy

(Side story to "Unlikely Breeder" by Sungmehetu)

by Stevenboi,

(Whom is the same person.)

TO HAVE ANY CLUE: Of what is going on in this story it is essential to read "Unlikely Breeder."

The following story will have a lot of non consent, and male pregnancy. However this first chapter is heavy on Gay content, some alien on male content, some Non-con, and Mother-son Incest implied.

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Lets meet Jake.

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CHAPTER ONE

GRADUATION

My mother held my hand as we walked to the stadium. My friends and their parents walked along side of us. Behind us, our human slaves.

I wore the uniform of a Gorkian Officer. A sash with my accomplishments on it and nothing else but shoes. Today I would be given my rank as a Second Lieutenant, First Lieutenant, or Captain based on our test scores. As would my classmates and the friends I had studied so hard with.

Mom rubbed her round belly. She got pregnant with my baby 8 months ago. It happened a couple years after dad ended up in one of the cum barns. She needed love and I gave it to her. Incest was legal for all humans and Gork.

The Gork loved our cum, it was like ketchup to them. My dad was being milked 6 times a day for whatever his balls could produce. He wrote when he could, or sent a wave. The last wave we talked about mom divorcing him, and marrying me.

I was surprised how well he took it. Not that he could fight it, when the Gork landed they enslaved everyone. Dad was the first to get into the "eternal blowjob" line, I may have assisted in that decision.

When Demoja Frask took over and began to rule from Earth things got way better. Slavery wasn't the only option. Kids like me could attend the academies he established. Of course my mother signed me up.

"Jake Hollander, you have to be a responsible man, and that means making a wage!" Mother had said to me.

Her naked tits swayed in the breezy day, leaking milk. Nudity when applicable, was a Gorkian law, and one which no man minded at all. As we stood in line to get in, I gently sucked the milk from both her breasts trying to relieve the pressure.

"Oh Jake, Thank you!"

My good friend and lover Kelvin looked at me with squinting eyes. I shrugged at him, never losing the lip lock on mom's left nipple. He looked great in his uniform. He wanted to date me, but I had told him I would only after he understands that he shares me with my mom. We were fuck buddies at that point. I was addicted to his cock as much as I was my mother tight pussy.

Mom's milk was warm and delicious. I may have drank all that was in her right breast as the line didn't move for a bit.

Mom proudly wore her belly out for all to see as well as her DD sagging breasts. Yet covered her lower section with a skirt.

"Somethings are only for you to see my love" She had said when we talked last night.

"Hollander and Mother, 3rd row Section J, Congrats soldier!" The human security guard said as we passed through the gate. Several dark green Gork were nearby, in case something went wrong. Sonic weapons in their arms. I glanced at their massive cocks.

"I could never be a drask" I said out loud.

"You won't ever have to be, that was the point of you going to the academy!" My mother found our seats and we scooted down to sit in them.

"You don't have the ass to carry a Gork baby, you have the love to give me babies son!" She said as she kissed my cheek. My 36 year old mother wanted as many kids as she could get from me. I didn't have the heart to tell her I'd be transferred as soon as I got my rank.

"You saying I have a flat ass?" I acted insulted.

"Yup! Demoja Frask? Now that is an ass!" My mother faked being swooned.

"At least I don't have to take alien dick for a living." I commented surly. I got dirty looks from those around me. I kept forgetting that Demoja was the savior of Earth and was like a "God" now.

"Relax, I'm going to be serving Demoja and the family as soon as I get my rank y'all" I flipped off those that scowled at me.

"Don't tease. Be nice. This is the day that tells you where you will be for the rest of your life." Mother reminded me.

I apologized.

"Jennifer Gasser!" The light green Gork announced into the microphone, he handed the woman her degree and she stepped of the stage. "Marcus Genkins" A tall man walked up on the stage took his diploma and walked down. I stood up kissed my mother, then Kelvin, and positioned myself near the stage. The H names were next.

"Jacob Hollander" The light green Gork announced. I walked up the stairs, took my diploma, and walked down the stairs to where Kelvin and my mother waited. We took a few pictures and began to walk to the sky sled I had bought for my mother.

"Well open it and find out your rank and orders!" Kelvin was a second lieutenant, and would be serving as an enforcer at a prison camp. He wasn't happy about it. Once in the sled I opened my paperwork as our slave drove us home.

"Jacob Hollander: Captain and Commander at Prison Camp #62. Report to duty by Wednesday the 7th at 08:00." I read. Kelvin smiled, then hugged me. He would be working in the same camp.

"Can I live with you in the main house?" He asked right before he kissed me.

"I'll ask!" I said and grabbed his cock through his uniform pants.

"You will not me fucking my son in my sled Kelvin...You two are insatiable!" My mother scolded.

Once home, I invited Kelvin to stay the night and have dinner with us. I had planned this for months, and tonight was as good as any. I had bought the large, gold, neck sized rings with the bonus that had been given to me by "recommending" my father to the Gorkian cum barns. After mother served dinner, I bent a knee in front of her. I pulled out the ring.

"Mom, you will only be able to stay with me if we are married. I love you, I want to give you more children, and I will be able to if you become my slave wife." I showed her the collar.

She smiled, then scowled. "Why slave-wife?"

"I'm an officer. I can only bring my slaves with me and my spouse." I looked up at her with hope she would take my collar.

"Who's gonna be your spouse? Kelvin? He doesn't love you, he just loves your mouth and ass!" She was clearly upset.

"No. I have a collar for him too, as he's a lower officer he can live with me as a servant." I rubbed her knee. "I will chose my spouse on a later day, a woman my age."

"Do I have a choice" Mother asked.

"Yes actually you do. You can stay home. I will see you and our daughter in about four years time. Though, before you make your decision, I should inform you of what happens in these camps." I stayed on my knee.

"Oh okay?" Her eyes said her mind was reeling already.

"The place I'm going houses terrorists. Anti-Gork leaders, and their flunkies. Idiots mostly. They are there to be worked, tortured, and assaulted. Sometimes a ripe one will arrive, and that one gets interrogated, then tortured and assaulted. It's not a happy place." I informed. My mother was shaking her head.

"No, I don't need to see that nonsense." She touched my face gently. "I'll take your wedding collar, but I'll stay home." She said. I nodded. I placed the collar on her neck. It locked in place to never be removed.

"Melissa Hollander, you are now my slave wife." I said.

"Thank you son. But you better come visit on your shore leave and put babies in me." She scolded.

"I will! I will mom I promise!" I smiled and stood, pulling her up from her chair and hugging, then kissing her deeply.

Kelvin applauded as I tongue wrestled my mother.

"My turn?" He whimpered.

I broke the kiss and turned to face my best friend.

"On your knees Kelvin." I ordered. He looked confused but slid out of his chair to his knees looking up at me. His cock was a solid eight inches and swollen girth.

"If you accept this collar, that cock, your body, and your mind belong to me. You are to keep me full of your cum at anytime I want your cock. You are not a husband, you are my body slave for life if you choose to accept, am I clear?" I paused. He nodded.

"Any questions?" I asked.

"Will you still let me eat your ass?" He asked. I smiled.

"Yes, and you can be my urinal too." I pat his head. He lowered it, giving me the signal he wanted my collar. I locked it on.

"Let's eat before the food gets cold." I announced.

THE CAMP

I stared out at the grounds from my second story porch. I couldn't believe I had command of this entire operation. My sash had 2 bars added to it, and I was given a hat to wear when outside, So I could be spotted easily. It was chilly here so I wore pants and a long sleeve shirt to match my uniform.

The fences around the place were invisible but for three layers of lasers at 2 feet, 4 feet, and six feet over the ground. Large dorms or barracks lay toward the back of the complex. These were all uniform in size. In the front were offices, beyond that, a couple of factories, and last, a medical building. Large armored sky sleds landed every few hours to drop off more prisoners. The prisoners were sorted and then taken to the medical building.

"In this camp we produce the parts to make the suction machines for the cum harvest. In the other factory we make slave collars and sled parts. The European continent is still fighting, so many of the prisoners dropped off will most likely not speak English. However the chip in the prisoners will translate any language, much like the earpiece you wear Captain." The dark blue Major towered over me. I could smell her pheromones. I was getting hard. I stayed silent just watching the camp being run.

"The job is simple. Keep the factories running and discipline any human that tries to escape or breaks our laws. You have read up on Gorkian law?" The 7 foot blue Gork turned me to face her.

"Yes Major." I said in English. I had gotten a D in Gorkian language. No point in pretending.

"You have a very nice backside Captain. I would love to drop an egg on your back." She flirted. I liked anal sex. No strike that, I loved being fucked by Kelvin, but her cock was massive. I wondered if I would feel Kelvin anymore if I took this beast in me. Yet I was so curious about the rumors that humans got a heroin like high from their hormones.

"I'll be honest Major, I'm interested. But I have a male slave that takes care of me there, and I don't want to be ruined for him." I said sincerely.

"Your kind repairs it's back side well. I won't rip you. You be back to normal in no time at all, less than a day. My drasks take my eggs just fine. My husband tends to hurt them a bit, but I don't. I'll sweeten the deal, afterward I'll suck every drop of cum from your tiny balls." She was getting erect and her pheromones were now powerful. I had a raging hard-on.

I unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down. I leaned on the railing of my porch as I felt her spit covered tongue push it's way into me. My eyes rolled back into my head as she ate my dirty hole with vigor. I was in a land of bliss when she stopped and I felt her massive cock push against my opening.

I pushed out with my muscles to open my flower for her. She slid in slowly and I thought I was about to be split in half.

"Shh Captain don't cry out, can't have your human soldiers look up this way to see you being fucked by your superior, can you?" She slid into me deeper and I seriously wanted to scream.

"You'd be a good drask for me and my husband. You are so tight! If my husband wasn't 12 days away..." She went egg sack deep. My eyes went wide. All 13 inches of her meat resided in my colon. What was more scary was there was a large bump moving down her cock.

She began to pound into me. I tried to be quiet, I did. But there was no stopping the moans as her lubricating hormones flooded my colon. This was bliss.

"As you are my subordinate, I could order you to take my egg, and have one of our guards inseminate it. However, I will save your reputation, as I need you." She panted. She pulled out and ejected an egg onto my back then shoved back in mercilessly and ejaculated her cum into me.

As soon as she stopped holding me up I went to my knees. I was high out of my mind. I couldn't stand. I was too weak. The egg was sticky yet slowly crawled with gravity down my spine to the porch floor.

"Eat my egg Captain. It should not go to waste. Pick it up and eat it." She ordered. I was too high to think about what I was doing. I bit into the tennis ball sized egg and sucked the inner parts out from the sticky shell. It tasted too sweet, like cheap frosting.

"Good human. Now I want this camp running at 50% better efficiency. I also want the terrorists that are here to give up their superiors and all plots." She handed me a tablet. "This is a list of those we suspect of terrorism"

She straightened her sash and I pulled up my pants. I would have to change pants soon, cause I had a gape, and her fluid was leaking out.

"Yes Major. I'll get it done." She turned and left. Kelvin appeared as soon as her sled left.

"Guess I'm not getting any ass tonight?" He knelt and asked. Poor slave was rock hard.

"You saw everything didn't you?" I asked, pulling my pants down quickly.

"Yes Master."

"Suck her cum from my ass so I don't leak into my pants." I ordered. His mouth met my anus in a second. His tongue worked my hole to get her gift from me. He moaned as he was getting high in the process. His light licks were keeping me hard. I still hadn't cum.

"Enough!" I said, and pushed him off of my asshole. He wiped his face with his forearm. I yanked up my pants and straightened my uniform.

"Lets go inspect, I need a woman to fuck." I ordered.

"Yes Master Captain." Kelvin fell in behind me as we walked through the house, downstairs and out to the gate where two human guards were stationed.

"Captain." One said and opened the gate. We walked in, and I was gifted the sight of naked men and women running around trying to get tasks done. They looked skinny though.

"Kelvin."

"Yes Master Captain?"

"Increase food rations by 50%" I ordered. "I like meat on the bones of my slaves."

"Would you like for me to do this now?" He asked.

"No, do it in two and a half years! Yes! Go to the offices, and tell the kitchen manager to increase the food by 50%" I looked at him like he was daft.

I watched him jog away, and looked around for a suitable slave to take my load. I waved over a couple of human guards as I searched. I wanted something petite. The opposite of my slave-wife. A blonde girl walked by carrying jackets. She was short, thin, and had cute little A cups. She might have weighed 80 pounds.

I pointed to her and the four of us walked back to my manor house.

Once inside, I dismissed the camp guards. My door guards would be plenty. The frail young lady knelt in front of me. She could see my bulge in my pants. My 7 inches were at full glory. She knew why she was here.

If she wasn't a criminal and a prisoner, she'd make a fine wife.

"How old are you slave?"" I asked.

"Eighteen Master Captain."

"What is your name?"

"Lisa Gustafson, Master Captain." She said looking at my boots.

"Swede huh?. That explains the hair." I mumbled. "How would you like to get out of the cold and work here?" I asked.

"I'm not sure Master Captain, what would I be doing?"

"Most likely, having my babies and raising them. Other than that, keeping up the place as a maid. How's that sound?"

"S-slavewife?" She stammered.

"Yes my second. My mother is above you, but she won't keep me company, Also I have a slave hubby. But I'm a dominant bottom. I only take dick with men. I'm weird. So anyway, you accept?" I looked down at the back of her head as she kissed my boots.

"Take that as a 'yes'." I said, as I helped her to stand. I showed her around the place.

The last stop was her bedroom. It was next to Kelvin and my room.

"I will come to you when I need you, do not try to anticipate my needs. However, I do need you now. Lay in the bed and spread your legs."

As cute and small as she was, there was no passion in this. I just needed to bust a nut. She was by no means a virgin, as she didn't make a sound as I filled her womb. Fucking her, was like fucking a doll. A breathing, warm doll. I got dressed and told her to clean up.

"Take a shower, then get your pussy lased, if you are going to be a doll and just lay there, might as well look like one." I said as I slammed her door. Kelvin, my mother, nor I had pubic hair. So Lisa would not either.

I made my way down to my office where Kelvin was waiting.

"Report!" I ordered as I sat in my chair.

"Kitchen manager says it will cost an extra 4000 credits per day to ramp up meal size." Kelvin stood at attention.

"We can afford it. Next?" I started reading and signing death warrants for those convicted of treason as he spoke.

"You are needed in Dorm C to interrogate a prisoner." He stated.

"Isn't that why you are here?" I asked never looking up from the paperwork.

"Master Captain, it is a high ranked Gork, and they requested Demoja Frask himself. You are next in the chain of command." He reminded me.

"Fine let's see this prisoner." I sighed, and put the signed papers in the outbox for my secretary to take to the medical building.

I followed Kelvin through the gate and into C dorm. When I saw a dark green Gork wearing a Vice Admiral rank in chains, I could only shake my head. I walked up to him, put a translator in his ear and I put one in mine. My (C-) Gorkian could not be trusted.

"How are you at this camp? This is a human camp. You should be on Gork Prime?!" I asked the Admiral.

"I surrendered here. There's been a massive misunderstanding, and I need to talk to the Blessed Royal Womb!"

I recognized the Gork name my translator said. "Demoja Frask". So THAT is what it means!

"That is about 10 ranks out of my reach Admiral. You knew that. Why are you here?" I asked.

"Asylum, until I can talk to Demoja." He looked at me. I turned to Kelvin.

"Feed him. Meat and veg. Keep him under guard but let him rest. I have to call my superior about this. I'll see you at dinner."

"Yes Master Captain." Kelvin sent someone to fetch the admiral a meal. I turned and left to the medical building.

"Doctor, I need 15 executions done by Friday. My secretary should have dropped of the paperwork by now." I stated as I just walked into his office.

"Yeah Mark just left. Nasty little assholes these."

"Demoja Frask will not tolerate the killing of innocent children and civilians." I reiterated.

"All these guys are western European. Eight are English?! Killing the children of officers in the military. How low is that?" The doctor shook his head. "How do you want it done?"

"Film it. It's going on a wide wave after the fact. It should be painful. No mercy. The parents of the victims must see anguish in their eyes, as they beg for mercy." I said.

"Jeez. I mean, I get it. But this job is aging me fast. Should have been a dentist." He quipped mirthlessly.

"As long as you get it done. I will not be partaking." I said as I started to leave.

"Lucky you." Doctor Paulson said to my back.

Two days in and I already hated this job. No wonder they couldn't staff this place. Camp 62 was for the worst of the worst, and their families.

I had looked in Lisa's file and she had not been convicted of anything. She was just seen with her father minutes after a bombing that her father had detonated. So she was brought here with him. He was executed the week before last. Yet she remained.

I sat down to dinner with Mark, my secretary, and of course Kelvin. Kelvin's superior was at the table too. I didn't like him at all. Mostly because I wanted my orders to go through Kelvin, not this dick who someone thought it smart to have a middleman.