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 TITLE: Thundersoul
PART: 4 of 11 - Fatherhood
AUTHOR: Big Al
KEYWORDS: MF MFFFF 1st F1st piv oral anal impreg preg cons size rom
nonhuman ScFi fant
UNIVERSE: Nexus Empire
SUMMARY: Aldric's daughters are born - the first of many!  Set in the
Nexus Empire, an original space fantasy setting of my own devising.

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AGE: 18
Eldenbrugh's library was a wonder to itself.  High vaulted ceilings
allowed in the bright light of the planet's eternal aurora, illuminating
tall shelves filled with tomes.  More than books were troved here, however:
there were neural weblink receptacles, soul matrix keepers, data-slates,
resonant holocrystals, and more.  Virtually anything that could ever be
known about magic was recorded here, somewhere.  The library disdained more
mundane knowledge, however, as that was easily accessible via the imperial

database tesser-links, even on remote Oberon.

   Belsarrae and Aldric often frequented the vast grand library.  When 'Rae
had first introduced Aldric to it, he had been utterly awestruck, and now
regularly devoured knowledge with relish.  On this very day, they sat
together at an ornately carved table, which was piled high with eldritch
books of lore and spellcraft.  "So if the Astral Weave is formed of
quintessence, then that means it's both the underlying foundation of the
universe, but also the building blocks of the cosmic structure too. 
Right?" Aldric queried 'Rae.

   She nodded.  "That's exactly it.  Everything that is anything about
reality is quintessence, and magic is all about using quintessence.  It's
more or less a warping of reality."

   "Hence why magic doesn't conform to scientific laws?"

   "Right," 'Rae nodded.  "I can't believe how quickly you're getting
those. Most of the mages here don't care about astral theory at all, they
just want to cast more and more complex spells."

   "But it's fascinating," Aldric pointed out.  "Not to mention it can help
us cast our magic more effectively, to understand the most fundamental
principles." 'Rae smiled dreamily at him, and he smiled back.  The young
alien girl was clearly head over heels for her fellow apprentice, and was
starting to show her pregnancy at four months along.

   "But how can magic be stronger at certain places?" he wondered.  "Like
here on Oberon.  If magic is just the stuff of reality."

   "Several reasons," 'Rae answered, casting a cantrip that opened several
books to the appropriate pages.  "One, reality can be 'denser' in certain
places.  Two, in some places reality is easier to warp than in other
places. Ley lines are basically vectors formed along a combination of these
two factors, and nodes are formed where they cross.  People, places, and
artifacts can all be nodes.  Oberon is a node.  Hells, you're a node."

   "That would explain why I'm so, well, powerful." Aldric blushed.  Having
been raised as a slave, and still being one, he was entirely unused to the
notion of possessing any power at all.  "Um, I don't mean to make you
feel--"

   "It's fine," 'Rae put her arm around his shoulder and squeezed him close
to her.  "I'm used to it." The girl had minimal magical ability, despite
being incredibly intelligent and knowledgable.  She almost hadn't been
admitted into Eldenbrugh at all when she'd first arrived years ago, but
Chiron had overruled the other lord mages and allowed her to stay.

   Aldric was silent for a moment, then asked, "If Oberon is so strong in
magic, why don't you tap into it?  It would make things easier for you."

   It was 'Rae's turn to be silent for a moment.  "Yes, it would," she
finally allowed.  "But I want to be a mage everywhere, not just here on
Oberon.  I have to learn how to be an effective spellcaster without a
crutch."

   Aldric kissed her cheek in reply, and she sighed happily.  It was then
that they heard a very familiar voice drifting to them from a few aisles
away.  "Come on, babe," Gabberdil Noyner was saying, "I'm everything you
want.  Rich, handsome, powerful.  Everyone knows that's what naga are
attracted to."

   "That's speciesist," came the reply.  Aldric nudged Belsarrae, his brow
quirking mischievously, and she stifled a giggle as he got up from the
bench to walk around the nearest aisle of bookshelves.

   "Not if it's true," came Gabberdil's arrogant reply.

   "I'm busy studying," the girl upon whom the noble lad was hitting
replied disdainfully.  Aldric saw it was the naga Usura - a member of the
same half-humanoid, half-serpent species that the Nexus Empire's first
Grandmaster Sorcerer, Hyragos, had been - who was propped on the coils of
her serpentine lower body, three open books hovering in mid-air before her
as her eyes scanned them all simultaneously.

   "You're the most powerful female apprentice here," Gabberdil persisted.
"It's only fitting that you should be courted by the most powerful male
apprentice."

   "A fine idea, Noyner," Aldric interrupted, walking up with a broad smile
on his face.  "Would you accompany me, milady?" He offered his arm to the
naga girl, who erupted in peals of laughter as Gabberdil scowled.

   "Fetch off, slave," the young noble demanded.

   "He's right, you know," Usura told Gabberdil.  "You're not the biggest
fish in the pond anymore, are you?" She took Aldric's arm, though being a
naga she was taller than he, and her three books closed up and floated in
mid-air behind her, as the pair walked off and turned the corner down
another aisle.

   "You'll regret this, naga!" Gabberdil sputtered with rage.  "You'll pay,
slave!"

   As Aldric and Usura reached the middle of the long aisle, Gabberdil's
outrage had finally trailed away out of hearing, and they both burst out
into giggles.  "Thank you...  Aldric, is it?  That was truly priceless,"
the girl said, chortling.  "I suppose it can be fun to be a damsel rescued
by a dashing hero."

   "My pleasure," he bowed gallantly.

   "So...  I haven't actually had the opportunity to meet you in person,
you know," she regarded him curiously, her serpentine eyes nictitating
curiously at him.  "I'm very busy with the studies Lord Mage Jiknithirioso
gives me, and I imagine you're equally busy under Lord Mage Chiron's
tutelage."

   Aldric shrugged.  "Actually, he gives me a few pointers, but just tells
me to go discover things for myself.  I study with Belsarrae a lot."

   Usura blinked.  "An...  odd approach to learning.  We shall have to see
if it bears fruit.  Belsarrae...I know the name.  She is highly
intelligent, is she not?  But of little magical import."

   "She's my friend," Aldric's eyes narrowed.  "And the mother of my baby."

   "My apologies," Usura said, and her forked tongue licked her plush lips
as her eyes roved his young form.  "It is difficult for naga to measure
others by any standard other than magical capabiillty.  I imagine you drew
her to you with your great power.  It's true, what that ass Noyner said,
you know.  Naga are drawn to great power, especially magical power.  I
think it is indeed fitting that we should...interact."

   She was very close to him now, her face leaning down to bathe him with
her hot sweet breath as she put her arms on his shoulders.  His foot-long
cock began throbbing in his trousers, and he gulped.  "I...I'm just a
slave."

   She leaned her face down till her full plump lips brushed his.  "Power
such as yours can never be chained, unless you allow it." She was grinding
her pelvis into his crotch now, huffing into his mouth as she began
devouring him with greedy kisses.  Her bare boobs - for all naga went
bare-chested - pressed into his chest, her hard nipples with golden
piercings scraping through his tunic, and he could feel the heat of her
pussy beneath her goldenthread loincloth against his bulging boner.

   Her hands fished his magnificent cock out of his trousers and brushed
aside her own loincloth, and she murmured in astonishment and delight at
his incredible size.  "Magnificent," she moaned into his kiss.  "Take me,
human, take my naga pussy and make it your own!"

   Despite the fact that they were in the middle of the library, where
anyone could saunter down the aisle at any moment, Aldric's lust won out,
and he gasped out in pleasure as his cock slid into Usura's tight virgin
cunt, which pulsed warmly and wetly around him.  She moaned out her
pleasure as he stuffed her full, stretching her walls obscenely wide and
plumbing her depths.  Her moans became lewder and louder as he took
control, gripping her waist as magical strength born of instinctive passion
surged through his limbs, and he pushed her back against the other
bookshelf as he rammed his cock fully up inside her luscious teen twat.

   The naga cried out in ecstasy, wrapping her arms around him and
clutching him to her, so that his face was buried in her succulent boobs as
he fucked her spasming pussy madly.  The last few feet of her serpentine
tail wrapped around his legs as he reamed her over and over, slick
squelching slaps of flesh on flesh as he made her fertile virgin pussy his
own.

   Usura cummed, slathering his young cockmeat with her juices as she
thrashed in his arms, and he grunted as he let himself go.  Geysers of
spunk shot up into her womb, fertilizing her eggs completely and drowning
them in oceans of young human cum.  Three full minutes he spent spewing cum
inside her as she spasmed in his arms, until they settled, gasping for
breath.

   "Gods above and below," Usura moaned as his cock twitched inside her, "I
never...imagined..."

   "Don't get any fluids on the books." A stern voice jerked them out of
their reverie, their eyes shooting wide open to see the Librarian walking
by.  The mage in charge of Eldenbrugh's library was as mysterious as could
be.  No one knew his name or background, he was simply the Librarian.  He
was 8 feet tall and broad-shouldered, or at least seemed to be, given that
he wore an ancient suit of power armor that covered him from neck to toe.
His swarthy face might have looked menacing were it not for the balding
wisps of white on the top of his head and the mystical spectacles perched
on his nose.

   He made no other comment, but kept walking down the aisle, filing books
as he went.  Usura and Aldric broke out into hushed giggles.  "I don't
think he really cares that we're fucking," Aldric murmured, "just so long
as we don't stain any books."

   "You have the right of it, methinks," Usura agreed, whining a bit with
pleasure as he pulled out of her thoroughly ravished pussy.

   "There you are!" Belsarrae hurried down the aisle.  She spared only a
glance for Usura, who regarded the pregnant alien girl with clinical
interest, and instead turned her attention to Aldric.  "The shuttle just
arrived.  Charelle and the twins are here!"

   "What?" Aldric blinked.

   "It's your other baby mamas!" 'Rae laughed.  "They wanted to surprise
you!"

   "Looks like they succeeded," Usura noted the dumbstruck delight on
Aldric's face.  She rested a hand on her belly.  "I wonder if I will number
among them shortly." So saying, she slithered off, albeit with a slight
wobble as aftershocks trembled through her.

   'Rae giggled and grabbed his hand.  "You can tell me about how you
seduced the ice queen later.  Let's go meet them!"

   "Wait.  How does that divination charm work, the one that uses the fairy
chant?" 'Rae furrowed her brow questioningly, but reminded him, and he cast
the charm quickly.  "Great, they're just inside the foyer from the primary
visitor's shuttlepad.  Let's go." With some hand motions and a muttered
word of command, the pair vanished from the library and appeared in the
foyer several acres away through the immense crystal castle.

   A pop of displaced air signaled their arrival, and Aldric caught sight
of his childhood sweetheart with the 18 year old orc twins Phabuka and
Khammunra.  "Charelle!" he called happily.  "Khammunra!  Phabuka!" All
three girls were rounded with child, and while the orc girls had already
had huge melon tits, Charelle's small chest had swollen into larger boobs
as they began to fill with milk.  They lit up to see their baby daddy
running towards them.  He gathered them all in a big hug, kissing them all
in turn as they kissed his face.

   He felt their tummies in awe.  He had seen them of course, and
corresponded with them via long-range holocomm on the data-links, but to
see their pregnant forms in person was like nothing else.  He was filled
with love and pride, and thought they were unbelievably sexy, waddling
around as they were with his children.

   They explained that Charelle had secured some time away from the
artificers' order, and had gotten her older sister to agree to send her off
along with the orc twins to visit Aldric.  He introduced them to 'Rae, whom
previously they had only spoken to briefly via holocomm with Aldric.  They
were delighted to meet Aldric's other baby mama, and they all hit it off
immensely.

   After explanations and introductions, Charelle demanded, "Where's
Thoraendir?" Aldric gestured to the hilt of the laser sword she had made
for him, which was hanging from his belt.  "Lemme see it," the diminutive
18 year old elf girl said, and he obliged her.  She began tinkering and
fiddling with it.  "I've got all sorts of improvements to make to it," she
said animatedly, "I've already learnt so much from just a few months with
the artificers.  They say I've got more potential than anyone else they've
seen in centuries."

   "That's great, Charelle," Aldric said sincerely, grinning fondly at her
earnest expression of concentration as she fiddled with it.

   "I'll have to do it later," she decided, handing it back to him.  "We
have a whole week to spend here with you!  Why don't you show us around?"
So, with four pregnant girls surrounding him and hanging on his arms,
Aldric showed the three new arrivals the amazing castle.  Phabuka and
Khammunra were overawed at everything, being simple folk from the
backwaters of space, whereas the well-educated Charelle constantly
speculated on how various things worked.  Belsarrae provided counterpoint
to Charelle, answering her questions in the rapid-fire back-and-forth
sequence of two intellectuals finding common ground in stimulating an equal
mind.

   "Well," came Gabberdil Noyner's voice as the five youngsters turned a
corner at a junction of angelic statues, "it looks like the other
apprentices were right.  There is a new girl in our midst, more powerful
even than Usura." He was looking directly at Charelle, and his expression
soured as he saw her hanging on Aldric's arm.  "That young man is a human,
and a slave, girl.  I am a scion of House Noyner, and I would be glad to
show you around your new home." He swept his arm expansively as if to
indicate all of Eldenbrugh.

   "This young man is the love of my life, and father of my child,"
Charelle retorted.  "I am not an apprentice here anyway, and if I were I
certainly would not want a cad like you to show me the ropes." Gabberdil
glared daggers at her, and Charelle's returning glare was no less fierce.

   The noble lad finally relented, muttering imprecations against any fool
that would bear a slave's whelps as he slunk off.  "Good riddance,"
Charelle said.

   "I was tempted to declare kashkt on him," Phabuka said.  Aldric gaped,
knowing that orc challenge from his time training under the orc girl's
father.  Phabuka saw his expression and laughed.  "Charelle is our sister
in bearing our mate's children.  I would declare kashkt for her sake."

   "And I as well," Khammunra averred.  Charelle clearly didn't know what
kashkt meant, but was touched nonetheless.  'Rae just as clearly knew what
it meant, as indicated by her widened eyes.

   Aldric took the opportunity to kiss them all in turn, and continued the
tour, which ended with the four pregnant girls ravishing him in the room
that he and Belsarrae now shared.  They rode him, he plowed between their
spread legs, and fucked them doggy style, plunging his fat long fleshy rod
deep inside their hot, soaked preggo cunts as they shrieked in ecstasy,
drenching his tremendous dick with girlcum.

   Early in the wee hours of the morning, Aldric stirred.  His pregnant
young lovers were in his arms and sprawled over him, with his thick jizz
oozing out of their cunts and asses, but he saw Charelle bent over the
workbench, tinkering furiously away.  He smiled and murmured, "Love you,
Charelle." She didn't hear him, so intent was she in her work on his laser
sword, but he watched her fondly as he fell back asleep.

   He woke the next morning with a hot eager mouth sucking worshipfully on
his cock.  He groaned, coming fully awake as his huge cock lurched, spewing
warm baby batter into that hungrily swallowing throat.  Charelle pulled off
his cock, licking her lips as she gargled down the last of his cum, and
grinned at him.  "Morning, sleepyhead!" she giggled.  "We couldn't wait any
longer for you to get up."

   Indeed, all four of his baby mamas were already up and dressed.  "Wow,"
he mumbled, "usually I wear you out more than you wear me out."

   "Well, there were four of us to wear you out this time," Phabuka
laughed.

   "I bet there'll be even more at a time soon enough," Khammunra teased
him.  "The greatest orcs always have many wives, and you're an orc at
heart. Better start building that stamina!"

   "Look, Aldric!" Belsarrae turned his attention to what Charelle was
holding.  "She worked on it all night."

   The elf girl proffered her baby daddy his sword, and he noted that there
were now fine runic engravings on the hilt, and the hilt was a bit longer.
In addition there were bits of crystal arranged in the laser matrix at the
end of the hilt...and a brand new matrix at the other end.  "A double
sword?" he gaped.

   "That's right," she clapped her hands happily.  He thumbed the
activation rune, and both blades thrummed to life, lines of fiery red
encapsulating gold cores and throwing strange lights onto the girls.  "You
can have both or either blades activated at any time.  And you can lengthen
either or both blades, or shorten them for that matter." He experimented
with the new functions as she listed them.  "And it's tuned so that it can
cleave through other laser blades, even."

   He raised any eyebrow.  "How is that possible?"

   "It shouldn't be," 'Rae interjected, "not without burning out the matrix
after a few minutes."

   "That's what those crystalline filaments are for," Charelle said. 
"Well, partly what they're for.  They form a self-refracting fractal
enhancement lens that creates a prismatic flare to safely power the higher
attunement frequency."

   Aldric had no idea what Charelle had just said, but Belsarrae seemed to
grasp it, and was impressed.  "Wow!  That had to take some brilliant
engineering."

   "Artificing even," Charelle said proudly.  "Oh, and the final bit...it
will serve as a conduit and focus for your spells, Aldric."

   "Really?" he asked interestedly, regarding the blade curiously.

   "Yeah, I know it won't be that perfectly resonating talisman that you
can't find," Charelle allowed, "but it can definitely stabilize any ritual
orrerograms you set up."

   Aldric had learned enough of magic to understand that much, and grinned
excitedly.  "Wow, that's really amazing, Charelle!  And to think you
learned to do all this after only a few months!" She beamed proudly at him.

   'Rae was regarding Charelle shrewdly.  "The other artificing initiates
aren't on your level, are they?" she asked pointedly.

   Charelle blushed modestly.  "No," she admitted.  "I've already mastered
most of the advanced secrets that the senior acolytes work with."

   "You'll be the greatest artificer in the whole empire," Aldric affirmed,
and she blushed, tucking a blonde curl shyly behind her ear.  He recalled
what Gabberdil had said about sensing Charelle's magical capability, and
now that he was attuned to magic from a few months of training, he could
sense it too.  "You could be a mage!  Why aren't you?"

   "Well, I like artificing more," Charelle said.  "And I think I'm better
at it than I would be at spells anyway."

   "What's the difference?" Aldric said curiously.  "I mean, both involve
magic.  And 'Rae seems to know a lot about it even thought she's a mage."

   "Magery is about ritual and spellcasting," 'Rae explained, "while
artificing involves ritual and craftmanship.  In addition, artificing
employs scientific technology as well as esoteric magic.  So there is some
overlap of course, but they are entirely different crafts."

   "So you showed us your magic castle yesterday," Khammunra suggested,
"why don't you show us your magic, that you've learned, today?" The other
girls agreed, and Aldric demonstrated several spells, as well as conjuring
a number of flashy sparkles and illusions for their entertainment.

   Thus the week was kicked off to a great start, and Aldric fucked his
pregnant lovers many many times before they left...

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AGE: 19
Five months later, Aldric gazed in wonder at his infant daughter, the
half-elven half-human girl that he and Charelle had named Elarora.  He
cooed at her as she watched him with big blue eyes, rocking her gently in
his arms.  Charelle lay in the delivery bed, her lovely golden hair

plastered to her face with sweat, sleeping.

   The other three beds in the room were occupied by the orc twins and
Belsarrae, who had also given birth, scant hours after Charelle.  Belsarrae
was extremely weary, but was gazing in awe at her daughter, which she
cradled gently in her arms.  The orc girls were barely winded, having the
inborn stamina of their race, and each had borne a litter of daughters,
each suckling two infant girls at once.  Although all the newborn girls
were half-human, they each resembled their mother's race more.

   Aldric was overwhelmed with joy at being a father, and had smothered the
faces of his babies and baby mamas with kisses.  All four girls had given
birth in Eldenbrugh, Charelle and the twins coming back to share their
deliveries with their baby daddy, and had synchronized their pregnancies
with each other using magitech so that they would deliver nearly
simultaneously.

   "So what do you think, Aldric?" 'Rae said fondly, as Aldric sat on the
bed next to her.  They traded infants, 'Rae cradling the half-elven
Elarora, as he took the half-alien girl Nilsannae.  "Can we raise two girls
while learning magic?" Although Phabuka and Khammunra would be raising
their daughters at the orc town on Susa 4, Charelle couldn't keep Elarora
at the artificers' order.  No non-artificer, not even an infant, was
allowed in those hallowed halls.  Therefore, Elarora would remain in
Aldric's care.

   "We can do anything," he kissed her cheek, and she glowed.

   Eventually, even the orc girls dozed off, and all the babies were
sleeping as well, but Aldric remained, so very in love with every girl in
the room.  He trotted from bed to bed and crib to crib, wonderment
continually in his eyes.

   "Congratulations, daddy," Tia's voice greeted him, and he turned to see
the sprite he loved grinning proudly at him.  "How does it feel to be a
father?"

   "Amazing.  Overwhelming.  Incredible," he said.  He was holding the
sleeping Elarora again, but leaned down to kiss Tia's plump lips.

   She put her hands on her still-small tummy.  "The first children you
sired in the womb were on me.  But the first of your children to be born is
Charelle's.  May I?" She held out her arms, and Aldric gave her Elarora. 
The sprite looked lovingly on the infant girl.  "First in her father's
heart, you are," she cooed at the baby, "and blessed of mortals and gods
you will be." Aldric watched in amazement; was Tia conferring a fairy
blessing on the child?

   Tia rocked the baby after that, clearly in some awe herself. 
Eventually, she returned Elarora to the crib, and Aldric put his arms
around her from behind, as they stared down at the sleeping half-elven
infant.  "You're father to over a dozen girls already," Tia noted, "and you
will become father to a great many more."

   "You know something," he guessed, and she giggled, that lovely tinkling
sound that never failed to stir his heart.

   "I do," she allowed.  "I know that your boner is rubbing against my ass.
Let's do something about that, eh?" So saying, she turned around and leapt
into his arms, kissing him passionately as their clothes magicked away,
allowing his humongous cock to thrust into her hot slippery young
lovetunnel...

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