More Births

“AAARRRGGGHHH!” Screams a woman as her womb pushes for the last time. When she screams end, it is replaced by the cries of a newly born child.

“It’s a boy. The King has another son.” Says the Midwife. She hands the newborn child to its mother.

Standing by is Mila, the de facto matriarch of the village. She smiles and nods seeing the new mother hold her newborn son in her arms. “And that for now is the King’s youngest child in the village.”

Around four days ago, all the women that were impregnated by you the King started giving birth. The village is small and didn’t have that many living in it to begin with. After the barbarians from the East came and slaughtered all the males and leaving only the females, the village only had a population of 300.

Out of those 300, you bedded 50 of them. The virility and fertility of your youth showed when your seed took root inside those 50 women. From those 50 came 59 babies due to there being nine sets of twins. Those 59 plus the 3 born by Agatha make 62.

The women cooed and gave their new babies all the attention they needed. Gretel and Gertrude both gave birth to girls. Lucinda and Wanda gave birth to a boy and girl respectively. Lucinda’s son is your second. While Gretel, Wanda and Gertrude’s daughters are your third, fourth and fifth. While they may never inherit your name, they are your blood and now your blood is spreading.

Brother Hermann holds a special mass for the children. ‘My grandnephew’s seed and their mothers.’ He thinks to himself.

And there are still 250 women left in the village, all eager to take you to their beds and be impregnated with your children.

‘I wonder, grandnephew, how many more wombs will carry your children.’