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“Daniel has to win. Entirah’s eggs are drask eggs. I know it in my heart Master! Daniel has to be the father!” I held Mickie’s hand as we watched the votes roll in.

Mickie and I got drunk and passed out with the TV on. Last I saw my son was behind by 1.5%

“Master.”

“Master wake up!”

“Mickie, I’m tired. It’s hard to breathe here.” I moaned.

“Master the results are in! Come see!” Mickie pulled me out of bed. The TV was still on.

“King Daniel’s coronation will be today, at 17:00. It will be carried by our news center and all other media. Long live the king! Long Live our Queens! And, Long Live Demoja Frask!” The news anchor said.

She turned off the screen.

“I started writing your speech, and I set up a dinner after the coronation and wedding. Mistress Entirah will meet you here after the party so she can plant her egg. You will then go to Master Daniel’s quarters. We need to get you in body makeup! Master listen to me!” Mickie was pleading.

I shook off the hangover as best I could. Mickie went to work painting me red.

I stood in front of a massive crowd with a security force twice the normal size, as Entirah and Daniel were also by my side.

“This is a great day! My son, the king will put his heir inside of me tonight, hopefully it is born as the new Demoja Frask! A Nanny to rule!” I just had a feeling it would be. Something about Entirah’s eggs. Mickie knew it too. She tasted it in Entirah’s eggs.

I waited till the crowd calmed.

“Tonight I will get pregnant. Then Queen Entirah and myself will go back to Earth. Those earthly slaves are being freed, as the Slud fill the jobs that the human slaves once did. I must oversee this. I am Gork, but I still love my former race. My kind will always be substitute drasks for you, so that our joined race can continue.” I lowered my voice.

“But I have a feeling. Deep in my guts, that the next royal born will be Frask!!!” I yelled to get the crowd uplifted.

I stepped back and was escorted safely to my apartment in the Palace. Mickie was packing. I turned on the screen to see my wife speak. She was killing it. The population was eating from her hand.

My wall turned blue. I hit the square.

“Hey Baby!” Nuphies voice came over the speakers.

“My love? You watching this?” I asked.

“Yes! Can’t wait to hear what the new King has to say!” Nuphies was excited.

“Hi Mistress!” Mickie interrupted.

“Mickie dear, are you taking care of my Frask?” Nuphies asked in a mock stern voice.

“Of course my Queen I am packing his bags. As soon as he’s all prego, we are coming home!” Mickie said escort bayan beşiktaş gleefully.

“Good slave. You should get pregnant too, Valerie needs siblings little red.” Entirah said in a motherly voice.

“Tell my Master that dearest Queen!” Mickie teased.

“SHH!” I said. Our son took the stage. We watched the screen intently.

“My great peoples! It is a pleasure to serve as your King! It is pure bliss that I am married to my Frakka, sorry…” He laughed. “My Demoja Frask, my Mother Nuphies, and my mate, soon to be wife, Queen Entirah!” He started his speech with fanfare.

“Peace will flow over our planets. I promise this. The Gork kind will have natural drasks again. The cure is so close, I can smell it. I want the people of Earth to be free and work with us, side by side to create a coalition of two races for the further defense of the Milky Way galaxy!!” Daniel riled up the people and I was so proud of him. On the widescreen opposite, Nuphies was wiping tears from her eyes as she smiled.

“Thank you for coming out today, but if you don’t mind I have a dinner to attend, and a drask to put into my Frakka!” My son yelled. I turned off the feed.

I went to the dinner hall. Little Darryl came running at me as soon as I walked in. She quite literally jumped into my arms.

“Fwakka? Are you da kings Fwakka too?” She asked as I her held her in my arms.

“Yes, he’s your big brother.” I said as I kissed her bald blue head.

“So I’m a queen?”

“You are a princess. Some day you will help grandma and your brother run the empire.” I said slowly.

“Is a pwincess a good job?” She asked looking into my eyes.

“It’s a great job daughter. You will do a great service to all of our peoples.” I said as she laid her ear to my chest.

My children were always calmed to the point of sleeping by listening to my heartbeat. Even Daniel, still to this day.

“Princess wake up, it’s time to eat!” I shook her lightly.

“I wanna sweep wif you Fwakka!” Darryl whined.

“How about when we fly to Earth? You can sleep with me and momma Entirah, and brother Daniel in the ship. Nanny Mickie will be there to play games with you too.” I proposed.

“I wuv Mickie! She’s funny!”

“Yes she is.” I sat my daughter down in her seat and pushed her plate closer.

CONCEPTION OF THE SAVIOR

After dinner I took a mild painkiller. I went to Entirah’s room and relaxed as best I could. As soon as I walked in her beauty was striking. There were no words. I went into the traditional Frask breeding position and her slick cock slid into istanbul escort me.

“Love you Queen.” I moaned.

“Love you Demoja” She moved her hips to meet mine faster now. My guts were full of her cock and I was cumming involuntarily.

My eyes were in the back of my head as her egg moved down her cock and then shot like a cannon ball into the bend of my colon. I came even harder.

She slowed her pace and collapsed on top of my back.

“Amazing. Get up Demoja, you have to see your son.” She rolled off of me and pushed me out of her bed.

“Rude!” I said in English. She grinned at me with closed eyes.

I walked in to Daniels bed chambers to see elderly men and women laying on the floor motionless.

“No, not again!” I said. Daniel sat up in bed.

“Ha! Got you Frakka!” My son started laughing. The women and men all bowed to my husband, then to me, and left.

“NOT FUNNY!” I yelled and started laughing.

“Come to me Frakka, lets make an heir.” He said in a soothing voice. I climbed up onto his bed. I positioned myself on top of him and lowered my baby chute onto his giant green cock.

“Daniel you feel so much better going in, than you did coming out!” I moaned. My limp cock was already squirting.

“I need you Frakka.” He grunted and began to fuck me. He pulled my face to his and kissed me. I tried to focus on his affections but his cock was slamming the egg now glued into my passage and it hurt a bit, as well as felt like my balls were going to explode. I came over and over all onto his muscled stomach as he pounded my ass.

“Frakka, I love you.” He moaned as I felt gush after gush of his seed hit the egg and then back flow from my sex chamber.

“I love you too son.” I kissed him and passed out on his chest. His cock was still in me, ebbing.

SEVEN MONTHS LATER

“It’s simple Nuphies! You hit the ball over the net, and try to make Mickie not be able to hit it back!” I said with my massive gut in front of me. I was in the referee’s chair above the tennis court. Mickie was a tennis star when she was in high school and Nuphies was now her best friend.

“I’m trying Demoja, but she is so fast!” Nuphies was weakened by our air.

“Alright alright! Maybe bowling?” I said as I climbed down out of the chair.

“What is bowling?” Nuphies asked, just as I felt the tell tale pain of talons on colon climbing out.

“The baby is coming!” I laid on the ground.

“Guards! Fetch the doctor!” Mickie screamed in Gork. I raised my legs so my child would be able to claw itself out easier.

“I see a talon! It’s finger is red!” taksim bayan escort Mickie began to cry.

“Baby! Her arm is out. Here comes her head!” Nuphies was also crying. “It’s red!”

I pushed as hard as I could so my baby drask would not wound me anymore than needed.

“SECURITY!! I need guards here NOW!” Mickie barked. The staff paused.

“You heard the Frask’s Imperial Alpha! Move!” Nuphies pulled the new Frask from my backside and reached for a plate of melon.

She fed the newborn cantaloupe, which the drask bladed quickly. Swallowing the sweet juicy fruit.

“First natural drask birth in two generations. My queen, I think Entirah is the savior of our race.” Mickie said.

“‘Our’ race is right little red.” Nuphies hovered over my drask, as Mickie patched up my asshole.

Later, when I was trying to drink Nuphies passed my child to Mickie.

“Your sex is nanny, or drask little one. You were born from the King, Queen Entirah, and Demoja. So you are the new Demoja Frask. You are the Royal Nanny.” Mickie fed her pieces of melon.

Entirah was immune from the Drask plague, or nanny gender plague. Her blood was taken and a vaccine was made.

20 YEARS LATER

The schools were filled with red drasks, on Earth as well as on Gork Prime. The Nanny gender had come back with twice the birthrate than before the plight. Human men were allowed to return to Earth, free of their bonds, yet most chose to stay. Peace had come to us all.

Until last night.

“Frakka, she was a wonderful aunt to me. I know how much you loved her.” My Drask daughter stated. I named her Michelle. She went by the royal name of Demoja Frask now. I was Derek again.

Well, “Demoja Frask Mother”. My daughter took my place.

We stood at Nuphies grave. She asked to be buried on Earth with a wood fire burning next to her for all time. My grave site was a hole in the ground next to hers. I wondered when we’d smell the campfire together again.

My daughter, from Mickie, Valerie grabbed my hand. Entirah took my other one. My son put his hands on my shoulders from behind.

“She had a love with you, few Gork will ever understand Frakka.” My son said. “You showed us, all of us, the power of human emotions. And we as a joined people are better for it.” He finished as I placed my hand on his.

“Mom is waiting for you by the sky sled Dad.” Valerie reminded me.

“I’ll be there is a bit.” I said. I felt and heard my family walk away to give me privacy.

“Nuphies! We saved two worlds together! I will miss you so much!” I could barely speak as tears rolled from my eyes.

“I’ll be camping with you soon my love!” I kissed her head stone and walked to the sky sled.

I hugged my wife Mickie, then Val, and the rest of my eight children with Mickie. We loaded up into the sled and headed to our home in Wisconsin.

“Dad?” My son Paul asked me. “Why does mom call you Master sometimes?”

END

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