Arrival at school

"---So you see sweetie, That's why I want you to be mindful of who you decide to stretch or breed."

Caleb's mother had decided to drive them to school that day, so she could take the opportunity to lecture her son on picking his sexual partners with more care. She was worried about him, and didn't want him taken advantage of. Or worse, see him get hurt.

He was in the front seat beside her, with her running her hand along his pant leg, occasionally stroking his length. Hazel was in the back seat, but rather than playing around on her phone like she usually did, she hung on her mothers every word. She had just as much interest in seeing her brother safe and happy as her mother did.

Caleb thought for a minute. She made some very excellent points. He decided to take care of some of her worries right now. He said, "Well mom, I did some reading last night, and did you know that normally a Stretcher King can neither be infected by, nor pass on, sexually transmitted diseases? I also read that normally when a woman gives a blowjob to a Stretcher Kings, and ingests his cum, it will cure her of any diseases she currently has, even cancer, in just a matter of a few weeks. Normally how long it takes depends on how much the Stretcher King enjoyed the blowjob, and how much of his load she swallows."

"I know all that sweetie, that's why I'm trying to warn you. People will try to take advantage of you because of how special you, and your sperm, are. A Stretcher Kings sperm is worth more than gold. I just... I don't want to lose you," June's voice cracked. "Someone could kidnap you and sell your sperm on the black market."

"No they couldn't mom. Normally a Stretcher King has to willingly give away his sperm, or his sperm becomes poisonous, and can even kill rather than heal. Normally a Stretcher King has to shoot his sperm into a woman's mouth directly, or at least shoot on her skin so she can scoop it up and eat it, for it to cure her of any diseases. Normally if he didn't enjoy it, or she didn't suck it out of him personally, it simply loses its potency. Normally it has to be mixed with her saliva, or be shot directly down her throat, to cure disease. And normally it can't be used to impregnate someone unless the Stretcher King implants it directly into her. Normally if his cum is placed inside anyone but the intended recipient, his sperm instantly die. Remember normally she has to want to get pregnant and he has to allow it to do so. Besides the normal penalty for **** or aiding in the **** of a Stretcher King, or a member of his family, is **** by ****. Normally countries will go to war in order to free a Stretcher King."

Caleb said all this as he wracked his brain trying to cover anything that could go wrong. He really needed to start writing these things down. His mothers lecture had put a bit of fear into him and he realized he hadn't really thought about his own safety, or that of his family, at all.

A glance at his watch showed the seconds hand spinning wildly. It even felt warmth on his wrist, as if creating so many normalities had overheated the thing.

Hazel piped up from the back seat, "Wow bro, I didn't know all that. I had no idea your cum is that special. It's almost like magic. I guess we should be thankful you let us eat so much of it."

As they arrived at the student drop off point, June turned to her son and kissed him before saying, "I just want you to be careful hon. Promise me, please."

Caleb hugged her and said, "I will Mom, I promise."

Caleb and Hazel got out of the car. Hazel leaned into the driver side window to give her mother a quick goodbye kiss and grope. Caleb stood looking around. Everywhere he looked he saw people looking his way. Some were whispering, a few were pointing. He barely even noticed the greeting kiss and gropes of the female students, or the smacks on their rears from the male student body.

As his mother drove away, Mrs. Richie the school principal, walked over to him and said, "Mr. Anders, would you come with me to my office, please?"