M.T. was conscientiously preparing for graduation and then wanted to study medicine and psychiatry. Karl Ludwig had chosen history and political science and was also about to graduate, but absolutely still wanted to get a doctorate in both subjects. Without the involvement of his father, the king, he had already contacted the Foreign Ministry and was looking for a trainee position. Prince Franz had started with mathematics and economics and was leaning toward theoretical mathematics, although that was rather not a profession. But the king had always encouraged him to go by his gut feeling. The master drank his cognac, smoked a cigar and was very proud of his children.
The king and Eva celebrated their birthdays together every year, as they were only days apart. Nima had taken over the organization of the party and acted very secretive. She would give them both rich gifts this year as well. Eva received visits from Candor twice a week in her ordination, she vested his semen in the refrigerator. They had now been joined for about 20 years and their love had matured and intensified over the years. Eva had also taken thorough care of her body and looked considerably younger than her 55 years. She could truly be considered 35, a 35‐year‐old with a beautiful, well‐groomed body, attractive breasts and small, well‐rounded buttocks. The erotic, attractive abdomen and slender legs turned many a man's head. She ate consciously to keep her weight at a constant 55kg. She did not need to go to the gym, she mentally took care of her health and shaped her appearance. The master looked at her beautiful body with admiring pleasure and enjoyed her gentle and soft way with which she rode him like no other. He always found the right time to gently caress her body and tell her how much he loved her and how beautiful she was. Eva knew it was not flattery and was proud of her ability to shape that beautiful body herself for decades. She had once tried to keep up with fashion and had her pubic hair removed, perhaps because it made Nima's cunt look so childish–innocent to Erich. But then she thought that her swelling labia looked strange in combination with the oversized clit and let her light pubic hair grow again.
Eva, of course, had immediately figured out that King Erich was copulating on a case‐by‐case basis with the two simple‐minded chambermaids, but she let him. The chambermaids, after all, were traditionally chosen by the court officials, and while they were hired to serve the king's wife, they were chosen depending on which family sent them, and whether they were young, beautiful, and fuckable. They traditionally served all kings for sexual relaxation. King Erich didn't whore around, he couldn't because of Eva's ban. The chambermaids, however, were traditionally there to lie down willingly with the king at any time. He made sure that they were exchanged after half a year at the latest, because he loved the 17 and 18 year old beauties very much. He took a siesta every noon to copulate with one of them, but usually he withheld his seed. The evenings belonged to Eva and Nima.
Nima and the king worked fiercely on the next child. Eva could not bring herself to tell them that she could no longer conceive. Nima was on a strict diet and believed that was why she kept her good figure, even though she had already passed 30 and most women lost their figure from then on. However, she was Eva's best assistant and was far ahead of the other two chambermaids because she had brains as well as figure and sex. She was Eva's best assistant and could perform even the most complicated tasks.
But Nima was more. One night years ago, Erich had gone to bed completely exhausted, Nima's horny cunt beckoned, she was still highly aroused and had to have it again. Eva stood a bit indecisive in front of the bed, because she needed it too, but she never did it in front of Erich or Nima, even if her clit was aroused stiff as a rock like now. Nima lay lasciviously on the bed, looking at her unusually large part and beckoning her closer, opened her thighs and maneuvered Eva to her cunt. Come on, put it in, put it in me please! So it happened that for the first time in her life Eva stuck her clit into a female cunt. Although she held on tightly to Nima's hips and they both pressed their cunts together as hard as they could, it only went in two or three inches. She copulated standing up with Nima until she reached the point of no return. She couldn't stop and got so into it that she almost bit Nima's breast in her sexual frenzy. The explosion nearly knocked her over, but she leaned against Nima's cunt and let her clit finish in her cleft. It was a wonderful experience for both of them and they repeated it more and more often. Nima loved it when Eva's cunt rhythmically bumped against hers while she did it to herself. They kept it to themselves, Erich never knew about it.
Eva had decided to increase her bud since the first time she got Nima to play with her tongue, and Nima took her bud between her lips and teased it with her tongue until it exploded. But it only succeeded in enlarging it about two centimeters at first. It was much easier to shape the connective tissues of the chest, abdomen and thighs with mental forces. The wrinkles of the face were already much more difficult, but the growth of the tickler was very complicated. Over the years, it grew another two centimeters and formed the tip into a small glans. Through a mixture mainly of testosterone and other steroids, she was able to enlarge it to a maximum of almost 10 centimeters. It went almost entirely into Nima's cunt, who was soon wondering about nothing as far as Eva was concerned. She enjoyed it gladly that Eva copulated with her like a man, since the king spent himself with his chambermaids and the common nights were only rarely satisfying.
The sexual performance of the king decreased, the closer he came to the sixty. He copulated with Eva only rarely, limiting his outpouring at noon to only one of the chambermaids and concentrating on outpouring into Nima's cunt in the evenings, since they both still desperately wanted a bastard. Eva rode Master Candor once or twice a week and copulated with Nima as often as she could. Nima loved it when Eva went into a frenzy and copulated with her like she was out of her mind. Eva often invited the master to mentally witness this frenzy with her or to see it after the fact. He often talked to her about the lesbian practices and sensations in order to understand them better. Without ever having been intimate with Nima, he knew her body, her sex, and her reactions to making love like no one else. He had, of course, observed the enlargement of Eva's clit over the months, they talked about it very often and she explained to him the effects of the hormones and steroids she injected herself with. When she rode him, he would see the slow erection of her clit and would tease it with his fingers until Eva climaxed with trembling thighs. Usually that was a good time to reach his own and replenish Eva's sperm bank. After her climax, she rode him quite vigorously and purposefully to drain his semen. She was still collecting, even though the quality of the sperm was dropping. Was certainly not wrong, because maybe it was still good for procreation, but that would only be found out in practice.
Eva looked over her data and was satisfied, she had done over 7,000 inseminations and would do another thousand in the next few years. Her project, designed to last many years, was a complete success. Candor's sperm was now of limited procreative capacity, yet they made love in her ordination as they always had. The Master's body was marked by age, but she loved him gently and considerately once he stiffened. He was still very good, however, at using his fingers to ignite her lust and put out her fire. Sometimes she would watch him as his youthful avatar copulated with Maria Theresa. It warmed her heart because she could literally and literally feel her daughter's lust, arousal, and pleasure as she mentally empathized with her.
It was good that way.
Semi‐annually, all the masters met for their traditional colloquium, which usually lasted two days. The 13 advisors of the king were handpicked and served only him personally, all had given up their other business. Each had taken on an area of responsibility and the colloquium served for reporting, discussion and for joint decisions. It was about internal conflicts in the kingdom, the work of the parliament, the advancement of transport to more hydrogen than electric mobility. The greening of the Kingdom as the most important element against climate damage. The injustices against minorities and the improvement of the position of women, the migration controlled by law. The taxation of the rich and the promotion of the poor, the elderly and the weak. Foreign policy and especially the report on the Pacific War, where the United States and the Chinese Empire fought each other for almost 40 years now. The master in charge of the intelligence services also reported. The king invited the masters to a festive breakfast on the third day and solemnly closed the colloquium.
Master Candor reported on the status of the greening project and was otherwise mainly an audience member. Only in the debate on Parliament and the party economy did he participate passionately, as the return of responsibility to Parliament and the withdrawal of the Royal Chanceries really made sense. The reform of the electoral law was to end the party economy, which was perverse towards the end. The direct election of deputies brought people with ideas and goals into parliament, even if some populists and foaming‐at‐the‐mouths made it into parliament. Most, however, contested for something specific rather than a party's positioning. Performance and success were thus more likely to be rewarded, because the electorate had a keen sense of who was making progress and who was not. It was not the best solution, but it was better than the outdated and corrupt party system.
Marco had made it, got his own chair after graduation, and was working on quantum computers. Candor didn't understand a word when Marco came to visit and talk about his projects, but his son's international success made him proud, too. Mia, too, had carved out a good place for herself in research, and her descriptions were more comprehensible. Hydrogen for private transport was no more expensive in the long run than battery‐powered electric vehicles, but much more sustainable and generated much fewer disposal problems. He was also very proud of it and looked forward to it every time it stayed overnight. He had asked M.T. to stop driving Mia.
Mia and Roxane loved those nights as a threesome and he enjoyed Mia's new, changed sexuality because it was almost like before. When Roxane rode him, Mia laid her head on his belly and looked expectantly excited at Roxane's cunt. The invisible fist grabbed her cunt and rubbed it quite vigorously until they both poured out. Mia never understood the magic, although she really liked how lustful Roxane became when she did it. Sometimes Mia thought that Roxane's anus was also being gripped by the magic, or so it looked to her. Mia's buttocks had become more muscular and made her rotate better than ever on his privates. During her days of conception, she only ever did anal and it seemed wonderful to him the way her muscular butt cheeks worked on him. Mia's permissive copulation with the students had had a very positive effect on her sexual behavior and taught her a thousand little tricks. Afterwards, Mia snuggled into Candor's arms and gave herself the most wonderful pleasure after the thrilling observation of the invisible fist in Roxane's cunt. Mia showed him pictures of her loft in an attic she had had built out near the institute. She laughed as bright as a bell when he mentioned her dozen lovers and said there were 672, six hundred two and seventy and none less. He smiled sheepishly, for he never kept records of his women. Nor could he have declared that he had already copulated with more than two thousand women.
Roxane slept with him three or four times a week, and he was grateful, for aging had a firm grip on him. Roxane loved him in her own way and he enjoyed it, though she only rode him gently at first and then let her excitement carry her away. She loved it when afterwards the magic fist grabbed her cunt energetically. She would remain motionless, squatting on his cock, holding her buttocks aloft and watching her cunt tighten around his cock, giving him a savage soaking. She laughed brightly when an invisible, magical finger touched her bud and made it explode. She never asked questions like Mia did about how this magic came about, she just enjoyed it laughing and full of natural horniness.
Dina had had a beautiful baby, Helena, right on Rudiger's birthday. She was fully occupied with the two children, Rüdiger turned out to be a caring father and loving husband. The master did not miss the afternoons with Dina, he was fully occupied physically and emotionally with Eva and Roxane. He loved them both with all his heart, with every fiber of his body. Elaine he saw only very rarely, maybe once a year. Sometimes he wept with melancholy, for she had been dead for a hundred years and the thought hurt. With Maria Theresa he was connected in real life only by a paternal love, he completely encapsulated the nocturnal copulation by means of his avatar. He could not allow this incestuous copulation to invade her real life. He was glad that M.T. saw it similarly, encapsulated it as well, and copulated in real life with flesh and blood friends. Nevertheless, his avatar remained her dearest and best lover, none of the real partners came close to him. Candor, who very much wanted to experience her experience himself, had to concentrate fully on the avatar and therefore had no capacity free to penetrate M.T. mentally. He did that as often as he could when she was copulating in real life. She was grateful to him because he was able to heighten her sensations and arousal.
After the terrible end of Bo, Maria Theresa sought physical closeness to Franz, to whom she had more attachment than to Charles. Karl was immersed in studies and many love affairs, he was also older and more mature than Franz. Franz was only two years older than her and she was really in love with him, because she had also made her first sexual attempts with Franz together and they discovered everything together. She learned to give him handjobs and he learned to rub her bud. It was only when Bo had robbed her of her virginity that she took refuge in Franz's arms, seeking comfort. It was only a few days before she was able to get Franz to copulate with her. He had great misgivings, for he had had no previous experience with girls. She explained step by step what he had to do, he did everything right. She was 14, he was 16 and they fell madly in love with each other no later than their first time, it was a lifetime commitment for them. They slept together as often as they could and when she had her days ready to conceive, they used hands and fingers.
Candor was the first to discover this secret when he mentally sought her out. He approached her about it at the first opportunity, of course, but she lied that it was just hijinks, as often happened between siblings. He withheld his avatar when the children were copulating and left her mind in disgust. Eva already knew when he asked her about it, and they almost got into an argument because she also saw it as childish play. After all, M.T. had plenty of other boys she was sleeping with. But the two remained adamant about it, making love whenever they felt like it. Franz slept at M.T.'s house several times a week and never missed sleeping with her.
It wasn't long before she let her brother in on the secret of the avatar and let him watch. For Franz it was never real, he suspected most likely some kind of hysterical autohypnosis and had seen quite soon enough to be further interested. The master soon paid no attention to Franz sleeping next to her when he visited her with his avatar. Later, when they were both studying, it was increasingly advantageous for them not to waste time and emotions on love affairs. They satisfied their urges regularly like all other couples and focused on what was important in their lives. Sometimes horny threesomes resulted when one of them brought a lover. Franz, of course, liked making love to all her girlfriends and she loved watching. Their love was special and remained so throughout their lives. It was also brought to the attention of the king, but he was only too happy to be lied to by the two of them and brushed it aside. It was not something he wanted to deal with.
Incessantly and with increasing speed the years rolled by, quietly and without any particular disasters. Master Candor left his duties and his office to the most capable of his staff, the greening continued to progress, and King Erich was very impressed with Master Candor's work. He let it be known that it was fine with him if Candor wanted to retire. Candor was happy to be relieved of his duties and devoted himself mainly to his family. He went to see Eva only twice a week, and usually they lay side by side after the act, talking about the things of the day and smoking.
They often recapped what they had accomplished the past 25 years. They knew they had made the most of what Professor Giese had started. One thing they had not accomplished was to explore and pass on Giese's knowledge. Their children would soon rule the kingdom and had been given the best conditions to do so. The fertilization program was going well and would produce quite a few genetically optimized mothers. Yes, some capable men as well, but the majority of these children were girls.
One day the master developed a fever. Stubbornly, he held himself upright, took his daily walk, and then couldn't get up the stairs. One of the noblewomen from Veronique's salon found him standing motionless at the foot of the stairs and brought him upstairs. Roxane sent for a doctor, bed rest, some pills and good. He grew weaker and weaker. Even after a week in the hospital, the doctors found no cause. Roxane sensed how uncomfortable he was in the hospital and brought him home again. Eva came to visit, as a doctor of course. She couldn't find anything either and agreed with Roxane to come by every day. Roxane agreed, of course, because the princess was a doctor. She had often speculated about everything else, but Candor had never admitted it, nor denied it. The fact that the royal children looked more like the master than the king fueled her speculations. Now it was too late to ask him, for Candor slept most of the time, and when he was awake he did not speak.
Neither Eva nor Maria Theresa could mentally contact him. During each of their visits, Eva undressed Candor with Roxane's help and examined him. Roxane only saw the doctor palpating him millimeter by millimeter, but Eva saw inside his body and looked at every organ, every vein, everything. Eva was desperate because she could not find anything that could cause the fever. Roxane, of course, could see that his limb was half‐erect when Eva palpated his body, but she said nothing. Eva shook her head when she helped Roxane dress. I can't find anything, she said to Roxane, and went all sad.
Mia spoke with Roxane daily and had taken time off after finishing a project. She lay down in bed with Candor and held him close. She couldn't lose him; like a defiant 13‐year‐old, she held on to the idea that sex could cure anything. She sometimes managed to half‐stiffen his cock and hurriedly copulated with the semi‐stiff one, but his outpouring was not intoxicating. Most of the time she just lay snuggled close to him and held him tight. In the evening, when Roxane also came to bed, they embraced him from both sides and did not hold back when lust sprouted in them. Candor did not let it be known if he was aware of any of this.
Eva one day recognized the dark shadows that neither Mia nor Roxane saw. She could no longer hide her tears as the two women undressed the master. Eva began to scan his body and his cock really stiffened. Mia said he had never stiffened like that in weeks and blushed as Eva looked at her knowingly. Eva quickly left to let them decide what to do with his stiffening. Of course, Mia immediately tore off her clothes and took possession of him.
Eva came back the other day, she wanted to say goodbye. Mia had only quickly thrown on a bathrobe, which only slightly hid her nakedness, she stood with Roxane at the end of the bed. Eva had sat down next to him, put her hand on his chest and held a long silent discourse with him.
Farewell, old friend!