The Carlson Chronicle Chapter 1
Chapter 10

15-Aug-2329

Alex just gawked at Ericka. The words that left her lips couldn’t possibly be true, but yet here she was, a belly bump as her proof. He sat down, pulling her into a long hug, kissing her belly.

“Well then, welcome to the fold, little one.” He said to her belly. She giggled.

“You’re not mad? I mean, yeah, I should have said something, but I enjoyed our times together, and I didn’t want you to know I was allergic to Trike, and thus had no real protections. I enjoy the spontaneity, with and without Amy.”

“I want a big family, and if it means practicing polygamy, so be it. I could just collar all of you and call you my harem, then no one would really care.”

“Well, the Empire might, but considering that neat medal hanging in your closet, I seriously believe you that they’d most likely turn a blind eye.” She said, pointing to the ‘Hero of the People’ medal hanging next to a pair of matching bomber jackets. He smiled.

“So, who else have I knocked up?”

“Besides Amy and I? Did you screw Jett yet?”

“Who do you think blows up the most bubbles? Whenever Amy is too pooped to puff, little Jett is in here letting me play with her nice soft mounds and huffing like a skunk possessed. She hasn’t said anything to me yet though, so maybe she isn’t.”

“Maybe who isn’t what lover? Oh! Hi E! Did you tell him?” Amy said, walking in on the tail of their conversation. Ericka nodded, rubbing her belly bump.

“I asked if he got Jett preggers.”

“Nope, can’t. At least from what I’ve read. Skunks are part of the rodent class of Gideons. Rabbits, Squirrels, Bunnies, Skunks, Otters, Raccoons, and Mice. They can only breed with each other, and then only very rarely will a cross breed be born. Their’s is the most restrictive of the procreation genes. Sad really, I think Jett’s jealous of us, and is trying to get a little one of her own.”

“Well, as long as she’s willing to puff up a 6 piece room filler, I’ll try my best to get her knocked up. Or I’ll just go replace her a cute male skunk to rock her world.”

“That might be easier then getting the job done yourself lover. Mainly because between E and I, I’m crazy horny right now. Must be because I’m with child, but I never wanted you so much then I do right now.” Amy said, slipping a small pink cube into her mouth, grabbing Ericka by the hand and leading them to that big open space in the middle of their cabin, a small pink sphere starting at her lips...

17-Dec-2329

“Push Ericka!” Karen yelled, looking up from between Ericka’s knees. Part of her studies, as one of only three mortals on board, had been as a nurse/doctor’s assistant. This duty she shared with Elisha and Mi-lu, as they were the only mortals in Alex’s crew. He sat beside Ericka, on her right, holding her hand, while Amy mopped her brow with a cold damp cloth.

“You’re doing just fine E.” Alex reassured her.

“I...don’t suppose...you’d...consider...making me an....Aghh! honest woman, would you?”

“Sorry hun, Amy has that role already. You’ll just have to live with being my ‘other woman’.” He said with a grin that made her laugh then cry out as a long contraction gripped her. She screamed and was rewarded with a slap, a cry and Karen holding up a towel-wrapped newborn baby girl. Cutting and tying the cord, Amy helped clean the little one up, Karen cleaning up Ericka’s worn out sex, taking her feet from the stirrups. Handing the little one to her mother, Amy was positively glowing.

“This’ll be me in a few more months.” She said.

“More like almost a year. 15-18 months for a Galhadian mother and a human father.” Amy thought about this, then nodded with a grin.

“Besides, we need Nurse Ericka to be on top of her game if we’re gonna get a healthy little one out of your tiny little sex.” Alex stated rather flatly. Amy gasped, a shocked expression playing across her face, Ericka giggling as she set her daughter to suckling.

“Hey, does anyone have a name picked out, or am I free to chose whatever I want?”

“I actually have given it a bit of thought. How about Rebecca Julia Carlson?” Alex said, giving their daughter his name. Tears welled up in Ericka’s eyes, as she leaned up and hugged him.

“Your mother and Ericka’s christian middle name?” Amy asked, as Ericka nodded inbetween happy tears. Alex smiled.

15-July-2331

“Push Amy!” Karen and Ericka yelled at the small mage, her water breaking not 20 minutes ago, and a full month earlier then she expected. Ericka had fun stripping her out of her clothes, teasing her with soft yet subtle breast massages, while Karen kept rubbing her crotch. For all of this, Amy was ready to crawl out of her skin, wondering what she had done to deserve this. Alex arrived a few moments later, taking her hand in his and leaning over her, kissing her deeply. She nearly bit him however, as a particularly vicious contraction ripped through her small body, Karen and Ericka rewarded for their coaching with a small head, with nearly 6 inch long ears...

As everyone sat around her bed, Amy coo’ing and petting their son, Ericka, Karen and Alex sat in wonder at what had just happened.

“It was like, his head was in my hand, then poof! He’s in Amy arms!” Ericka said.

“Alex? You don’t have psionics, right? You know, teep stuff?” Karen asked, as he shook his head.

“Magic maybe?” Ericka suggested. Amy nodded.

“Both of us are Raw Talents. Hopefully, Jayce Barnard Carlson is as powerful as both of his parents.”

“Or more so.” Alex added. Amy nodded, kissing his little forehead again as he suckled.

21-Nov-2335

As the hunt / search for the Garshans progressed, they expanding their search in a ring further and further from Center, the small but growing force of ‘Spee’ class ships looked high and low for any signs of them, but still hadn’t found any...

Jayce sat on the floor of his parent’s cabin, helping his sister build block towers, though as he added blocks at the base, she kept stealing them to add to the top.

“No! You have to make the base stronger or the tower will fall over!” He yelled at her. She simply stuck her tongue out at him, stealing another block, and adding it to the top of her now 8 block tall tower, which began to sway, then fell over. Throwing up his hands in disgust, he moved to his parent’s dresser, pulled open the small drawer at the top, and fished out a big, meter and a half round balloon, an orange one, sat down and began to blow it up. She moved over to him, sat cross-legged in front of him, and as the bright sphere got over 18 inches, placed her small hands on the bottom, holding it up. Looking around the side of his sphere, he smiled at her, continuing to inflate their toy.

“Bigger!” She yelled, as he blew harder, the sphere shaking and quivering with each of his little breaths. Soon, the skin felt tight, as the now 44” balloon lay on the soft carpetted floor, his sister no where to be found, until he looked up. She looked down through the orange tint of their toy giggling. Amy came in at about that moment, saw everything, and just about died laughing...