Life as a Royal’s Breeding Partner

*** Alzi ***

"Wake up, it is time for you to bathe and eat," an orphan girl says from my door.

"Ok, I'll head down. Thanks." I pull the cover off and head downstairs. I'll just eat naked today. They don't really like me doing that, but fuck it, I've made the brothel too much money yesterday for me to care about them today.

I make the familiar trip and find Mai isn't here again. Actually, only the orphan girls are here. Mistress let me sleep late today.

I wade in and start washing.

"Miss, do you need help with your back?" a voice startles me. I turn around and see it is an orphan, likely about seventeen, almost ready to start her term here. Due to all the work they do as kids, most orphans only need to work a year before they can leave.

"Yes, thank you for the help," I say slowly, spreading my wings and taking the chance to spread them out entirely. I feel her and a few others start washing my wings and back. The group finishes the work quickly.

"Thanks, girls. Is the food still being served?"

"Yes, miss," the first girl says.

"Good, have a nice day, you all," I say, folding my wings and heading to lunch. A few girls are waiting for the brothel to open sitting in the corner talking. They are newer girls I don't really know well, so I leave them be. I receive a few stares from the cooks, but no one dares to say anything, just handing me my food. I eat in silence, wondering how many kids I'll blow up with this time.

The day after breeding is always a rest day for me, so I just head up after my late lunch. Mistress doesn't want to shake the kids off my womb or something. Lucky for me, dragons can force themselves to sleep; few other species can do it as well. We used to hibernate, apparently. I don't really care why; I just love it for days like this. I quickly get comfortable and close my eyes.

Sometime later, my door opens, waking me from my light slumber. "Excuse me, miss, may we talk?" I hear from a figure in the door. The woman is wearing a fancy robe. Oh, she's a priestess. Mistress must really be taking no chances with having a priestess come and do some blessing thing on me.

"I guess, did Mistress send for you?"

"No, the Mistress did not. I found out about you another way. I know I said I wanted to talk, but may I check your womb? I won't hurt the children."

"What goddess do you serve?" This woman is bold, asking to send mana to my kids. They aren't anywhere near strong enough for that.

"Oh, I didn't think about your natural instincts. Most surrogates are fine being checked. Or is it the collar? Whatever. Goddess of fertility. I got a message yesterday complaining a breeding whore got her pregnant. She had a number of children in her but also fathered some. I'm guessing you are the other pair. Don't worry. Even if you aren't, I still want to check on you."

"I'm not sure if I am. But, you promise not to hurt them," Goddesses don't like people pretending to be priestesses for them. Since she hasn't been killed yet, she should be an actual priestess.

She moves from the door and sits on her knees next to my bed. Her hand gently pets my head. "Calm, my child. I'll be destroyed if I even thought about hurting a pregnant woman or her children."

"Ok." I manage. She's still petting me like a cat when all of the mana in the room runs to my womb. Her hands on my face are all that keep me from panicking.

"Twelve little girls. The Mistress is working you hard. Stay strong; you'll be free. Just have patience. Your kids will all be healthy. A few prayers will help you through this one greatly. When you get the chance, come to any church or shrine for some help or guidance. I wish you a good pregnancy." She starts getting up, and I see she doesn't have the pregnant belly they are famous for.

"Why don't you have a belly?" I blurt out.

"I'm not pregnant."

"Oh, do you want a belly?"

"Are you offering?"

I try to say yes, but the collar stops me. I force my head to nod, just a nudge. Even that sends pain through my body, tensing every muscle. It takes a second for the pain to disappear. The slight nod was all she needed to go into action, throwing my blanket off and sitting down right below my dick. She takes no clothing off herself. She starts to play with me, and I do everything I can to stop myself from bucking her off me. The pain slowly increased, beautiful collar trying to buck my hips, anything to get the Priestess off me. Mistress likely hasn't even let this woman into my room. She wasn't struck down by the goddess, so she is a priestess. How did she get in here?

I quickly get hard despite the pain. I've long since gotten used to pain and pleasure mixing. She forces my legs behind my head and then takes me inside her. The beautiful collar destroys any pleasure I can feel from being inside the Priestess.

"A silly collar won't win against a goddess." She says. Her slit working my entire shaft. It doesn't take long for the Priestess to give off intoxicating sounds like a goddess preaching about true love. Yet all I can feel is pain. If this goes on too much longer, I'll go insane from the pain. I'm still folded in half, Priestess clothed. Through the searing pain, like getting boiled alive, I still feel an orgasm coming. Priestess joins me, her head thrown back, and one last beautiful note enters the room as we finish together.

The Priestess calmly gets up after I'm finished. My legs fall back down, and the pain slowly leaves my body. My bed soaked from the sweat, I fight to stay awake, staring at the Priestess hoping for help. The Priestess just watches, emotionless face looking back. Finally, it subsides, and I try to catch my breath. "Good girl. I'm sorry for the pain." She gives me a small kiss and runs her hand over my womb. "The goddess thanks you. The kids will be raised well. Please come find me when you are free. You deserve to see the fruit of your labor."

"Thanks, I'll try," I force. She gives me one final kiss on the lips and leaves. I try to picture her again, but all I see is her robe, deep red with black markings covering it. I once again curse the fact I don't know my letters. I keep trying, but all that changes is how tired I feel. I slowly drift off, her robe filling my mind.

I am awakened from my slumber for the third time today. When I hear the door open, I feel a lot better. The pain from the unauthorized breeding session is gone.

"I'm glad you're getting rest. Do you know how many kids this time?"

"Yes, actually, Twelve." I decide not to say anything about the Priestess, I don't need her worrying about me.

"Good. Are you ready to molest my body," Yuki says, gripping my covers and flinging them off me. "Oh, the devil gave you a special tattoo. You have a few hearts in the womb portion now."

"Really, I didn't have those before. Is it cute? I'm too scared to look."

"Yes, silly, come on, we can walk the back stairs so miss exhibitionist can be comfortable."

"You're just mad you can't do it too. I've been stripped and passed around the main lounge enough times that there's no way for me to feel uncomfortable naked around the girls or anybody, really."

"I only have one girl who is allowed to see me naked outside a bath. I'm perfectly fine not being allowed to walk bare in these grand whore halls."

"You have a special girl. I hope she doesn't mind my fingers getting all over you at night."

With a sigh, she leaves my room, and I have to chase after her. For a third time, I notice my breasts are another size bigger.

"Damn it, that Dutchess made me bigger again. I'm going to be half-boob when I'm not pregnant if this keeps up. And they seem to have even more milk in them. Just the bounce from the steps is enough to trickle some milk out. Am I going to be a cow when this beautiful collar falls off?"

"Yes, you're going to be my beautiful cow, feeding the family from your nips and breeding every girl I lay in front of you. You'll get to be naked, old Betsy."

"Glad to be of service."

"You've been serving me for years now. I don't want it to end. After you," she says, holding the door for me.

"I want you and Mai so bad," I say, passing her. I clap my hand to my mouth, trying to stop it.

"Girl, where is this coming from. You normally keep us at a small distance. Now you've taken me to a private room, naked, talking about how much power you've gained lately. You're bigger than me now, is that it? You going to place me on the table and ravage me. Fill me up and make me yours? Listen to me beg you to stop and just move faster, filling me again, and again, and again till I have as many children in my womb as you. Sorry, but I won't beg you to stop."

"Stop, please, we can't do that. My body will tear itself apart before I get the chance. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. Forget about it. Just let this slave wash your pain away," words stumbling out of my mouth. I'm not sure what she was saying, but it must have been some type of teasing.

"I love you. Mai loves you. Don't push us too far. I have a plan to have us all walk out of here together. Just keep it together for a little longer, ok?"

"Arms out. You can't take a bath clothed,'" I say over her. Panicking, still thinking about my outburst.

"Fine, but you need to start listening to us. We have nice and important things to say."

"I'm sorry. These pregnancies have done a number on my emotions, I think. I just don't want to lose you and Mai. I'd have nothing left." She dips into the water and begins the ceremony.

"You would have the world to explore and find people worthy of being at your side. But we won't leave you. We'd have to be the stupidest people in the world to do that."

"Thanks," is all I say. We go through the rest of the process in silence. Once I finished, she gave me another big hug, like last night, for a few minutes. She gets dressed, and we walk up together, still in silence.

On my floor, I turn to start walking and feel a tail brush against mine.

"Have a good night. Stay strong. You're almost there. Just a year left."

"I know," I pat my stomach, "but they take so much. The Mistress said she'd be easy on me due to the client. But I'm scared. It could be thirty three more kids I give birth to. If a cat or dog mounts me, it could reach forty. Can I really do that? Can I limit the number when I leave? I won't be able to take care of all those kids, and I really want to carry at least one for each wife." Tears swell and fall quickly out of my eyes.

"You can. You're powerful. You will figure out how to lower the number of kids. The Mistress already said you would only do one more after this. Mai and I aren't going anywhere."

She wraps me up in a big hug and squeezes. "Goodnight, tomorrow you'll dance. Another relaxing day. See your mother after that. One day at a time. You'll be at the end of this pregnancy before you know it."

"You're right. I just really need a break. Mistress did say I would get one. Thank you, and good night." I untangle myself from her. I want to stay in her arms forever, but Mistress will have me in the public stockings if I keep hugging her naked. I slowly turn and go to my room, choking back my tears.