From the Journals of Michael Wagner - Cover

From the Journals of Michael Wagner

Copyright© 2023 by Phil Brown

Chapter 93: Royal Babies

Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 93: Royal Babies - In 2011, a fifty-six-year-old man, suffering from depression, puts a gun to his head and pulls the trigger. But instead of dying, he finds himself alive in the body of a sixteen-year-old boy, in 1971. And he soon discovers that whoever did this to him accidently gave him empathic abilities. They also gave him a purpose. A mission to save his world. This then, is his story, taken from his own journals. The amazing story of how he came to change the world.

Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   Ma/ft   mt/Fa   Fa/Fa   ft/ft   Fa/ft   Romantic   Heterosexual   Fiction   Magic   Incest   Polygamy/Polyamory   Anal Sex   Exhibitionism   First   Pregnancy   Nudism   Royalty  

Wednesday, June 9, 1971

I looked at my watch, it was just after midnight. We were moving, but I had no idea how long we had been moving. Or where we were.

I remembered crashing on my bed, still fully dressed, when we arrived back onboard the Rowena from our visit to the State Department. I was undressed now, and under the covers.

I scanned to check on everyone. Penny was in her room, asleep. Kip and Karla were talking in the Dining Car. Nicky, Amy, Vickie, and Ileana were all asleep. Adriana was in the room next to Vickie, writing in a notebook, and Mikeya was in her cabin, getting ready for bed.

“Good morning, beautiful,” I thought to Mikeya.

“So you’re awake?” she thought back, “I never realized what a dead weight you are when you’re asleep. It took all of us, just to get you undressed.”

“Oh! So that’s how I ended up naked,” I thought. “I must have been really tired, not to know that four beautiful girls were removing my clothes and fondling me.”

“Six. Amy and Adriana helped,” Mikeya quipped.

“Helped undress me, or helped fondle me?” I teased her.

“BOTH!” Mikeya shot back.

“Touché!” I thought. “When will I ever learn not to verbally spar with the opposite sex. I never win!”

“You’re learning. There’s hope for you yet!” she said, laughing.

“You have got to be exhausted!” I thought back to Mikeya.

“Yeah. There is just so much to do now. Have you talked to mother since you woke up?” she asked.

“No. Not yet. But I see she’s up,” I replied “What’s going on?”

Kalani was in her cabin, next to mine, packing.

“She’s flying back to Tapato today,” Mikeya informed me. “She had Penny arrange to stop in Atlanta, so she could get a flight to Los Angeles. She says she needs to be there to get everything ready. The American diplomatic mission is due next month, and we have to get ready for them.”

“Oh!” was all I could say.

“I really feel like I need to go with her, but she said I should stay here, and enjoy myself, because I may never have the chance again,” Mikeya told me.

“I know you feel like you should go, but I’m glad you are staying,” I told her sincerely.

“Well, if I can confirm that I’m pregnant by the State Dinner, I’ll probably return with her then. I feel guilty not being there to ... how does it go ... pull my pounds?”

“I think you mean ‘pull my weight’. It means to do your part of the work,” I corrected her with a gentle laugh.

“Just wait until we see how you do learning my language,” she said feistily.

“I’m sure I’ll never master it the way you have mastered English. Will you allow our daughters to learn English as well?” I asked.

“I’ll have to check with their father...” she teased. Then added, “OF COURSE they’ll learn English! How else will they be able to understand when their father speaks to them?”

I watched as she became all ‘warm-muddly’ inside as she thought of the children. Warm-muddly is what I called it when she becomes all warm and cuddly, but on the inside. I also detected some faint stirrings of her nesting instinct.

I could feel her love for me, so I decided to try an experiment. I focused on Mikeya with all my being, but it was no use. Then I had an idea.

“Adriana?” I said to her. “Are you awake?”

“Michael? You’re awake? It’s the middle of the night,” Adriana replied, surprised.

“I know. I’m sorry to bother you, but can I borrow your mind for a moment?” I asked.

“My mind?”

“I need you to think about me for a moment. Kindly,” I told her. “It’s an experiment, and I need to feel your emotions about me.”

“Ah ... okay. What should I think about you?” she asked.

I couldn’t tell her to love me, our relationship had not gotten to that point yet. But I needed to feel what she felt for me, even if we hadn’t discussed it, yet.

“Adriana, think about what you felt at the State Department, was it really that pure?” I asked. I hoped the question would start her along the same path, mentally, as before.

“Well ... I’ve never seen anything quite like it. It was as if your whole being were wrapped up and put under my Christmas tree, and I open it up to find the greatest gift in the world...” she continued, but I had begun to feel the surge in my power, just like yesterday. So I focused on Mikeya while Adriana kept thinking about what she had experienced.

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