"Ha, normality indeed, living with Mandy is anything but normal.

Several years ago I was kidnapped by aliens, to help produce viable males. After a war the males were all made infertile, big mistake, now the population was dying out because there were no males to fertilise the egg, and you cannot clone, a clone over and over, every copy loses a bit of the original. This led to big problems; the population was dying out, hence their need for males.

The mate chosen for me was a bitch of the first order, they were by now so used to ordering their males about, being useless because of their infertility, they were below even a third class, citizen, a pariah, and used just, to satisfy the desire, for sex.

Perhaps because I did not bow down to her, we became friends, and then lovers. She may have been a bitch of the first order, but the sex was, wow. Let me put it like this have any of you had more than one orgasm, I mean shoot your load more than once, have you? NO, women do, they have multiple orgasms. Well she can make you cum over and over. Erectile dysfunction, there is no such thing, with her. She sucks you off, and injects a serum into your dick, her tongue wraps itself around your dick, she has two, one for eating say, and one for sex. You cannot lose the hard on, because of the serum injected into your cock. They used it in the past to send their males mental, as the hard on demands release, but the one injected cannot get the release, without her cunt, and the antidote held inside, we usually have five or six orgasms, before the antidote is released, and I shoot my load.

She is not a freak from earth, she comes from another planet. There is life out there, and they also have politicians that cock things up, hence the poison that made the males in fertile. A rather big error, actually, war never achieved anything, and perhaps this war proved it, it nearly ended human inhabitation on their planet.

There is however a down side; when she lays her egg as they call it, she is like a wild woman, a monster and will fuck the first man she sees. She is possessed with the urge to procreate, so much so that she takes a tranquiliser when she is due, and again it only happens every three months. Trust me we are now married, and I keep a stock of the tranquilisers, just in case, she forgets. She does not see her husband, at this time just a cock, and she takes it, holding me down by my throat, choking me as she fucks me. If the owner of the sperm dies, so what, as long as her egg, is fertilised; that is all that matters.

On their planet the males are a lot, lot stronger than on earth, and the probability that she would break my neck when ovulating, holding me down, is very probable, it has happened on their planet, where the males are a lot stronger than me.

They are not super human as such, but their gravity being heavier makes them, a lot stronger, even a friendly punch from our eight year old daughter, would break one of my ribs.

It took years to get to this point where Mandy is the Ambassador to Earth for her planet, and I am the Ambassador to her planet, for Earth, she is accepted on Earth, and works hard, I am still struggling to break through their opinion of males, but I am making progress.

We all knew it could take generations to overcome the gender gap they had, like it has taken almost one hundred years, for women to be equal to males, on Earth, and even then, not everywhere on Earth. My job, really, was to break down these barriers, and I was making progress, I didn't have to kneel before a female now, and I was allowed to speak, two very big concessions, in their eyes.

I was also allowed inside their Grand Council Building, the first male to be allowed inside, these hallowed walls, and I spoke to the Grand Council, unheard of, for three hundred years.

Then again when they spoke to me it was not Ambassador, it was slave, a big concession; they actually spoke to me, remarkable.

While Mandy was in deep meaningful conversations with Earth's politicians, I was still trying to be recognised as a human with rights. So my role was as a husband and father, I was the housekeeper, unless my presence was demanded, by the Grand Council, they never suggested or asked, they demanded, and you obeyed, as a mere male.

Slowly I was making progress, and the powers that be on Earth were pleased with my work, I was not, but Mandy informed me that I had achieved more in four years than the suffragettes did, in twenty.

So to my story, life with Mandy was never normal she had been the first officer on one of their space ships when we met, and I was handed over to her, a month later, and she laid her egg, and she fucked me, believe me she fucked me. No emotion, she just made me hard, slipped it up, and then, held me down, while she took my sperm, to fertilise her egg. Then on their planet, the male carries the embryo, so the fertilised embryo was injected, into me, nine months later we had Andrea. Pain and suffering followed, as she made me obedient, but failed, the main reason I was accepted as the Ambassador to their planet.

We fell in love, and Mandy agreed to allow me, to be a partner in our future relationship, as husband and wife, please note, she allowed me to be a partner, and that was as good as it gets, with them.

We had settled in England, so that our children would know that males and females are equal, and their abilities are what count, not the sex of the person, a concession by Mandy, to me, her mother, the bitch, did not agree, and told her to take control of her man. They had a use, as a lackey, a servant, but they lacked the intelligence to go beyond that, and she told her, in front of me. She also acknowledged that they provided the spark to impregnate the female, so did have a use, but it was begrudgingly.

Yet as the senior member of the Grand Council, she got me inside, but she would never admit to it, and she had done more to make males equal, than she would say. It was all done behind closed doors, and in whispered conversations.

My story opens with a conversation with the ship's Captain who was a very close friend of Mandy, and me.

"As you should know Andrea, we have been back two weeks, and she has spent a week with her mother, leaving me with the children, not a problem you think, but you don't have to put up with Andrea's temper and vindictiveness. I nearly lost it the other day, and was about to slap her, when she reminded me that she was stronger, than me.

Why oh why can't she lay that fucking egg, and have done with it," I complained.

"Ah, I see, she can be a handful, can't she, but I am female, and she will listen to me, or I will smack her little arse for her. Alex, when is Mandy, due back?" Andrea asked hm.

"Next week, but she has meetings with the America President, and the Russia president, and the French president. Oh and don't forget the British Prime Minister. I'll be lucky if I see her before next weekend," I moaned.

"Just as I thought, a weak male, can't cope. About to burst into tears, are you?" Andrea asked, she was laughing at me, and I cheered up, and laughed with her, it was her way.

"I am not a weak kneed female, I can cope, I have done until now, I mean a period is one thing, but you lot lay fucking eggs, and you know just how bitchy, nasty and bad tempered Mandy gets when she is about to lay an egg. You know that I am not a coward, but even I hide when she is about to lay, her egg," I said.

"Yes, yes I do, and it is Andrea's first egg, isn't it? What a wonderful thing that is, for us. It is a very special occasion, we hold a party on our planet. It is the beginning of woman hood. Your periods, are not as significant, as our first egg is. Yet they both signify that the person is not a child anymore, they have reached puberty, and can bring a new life into the world. Which to us is a wonderful thing," Andrea said, going off into a dream world for a moment.

"Yes, I suppose it is, but periods are not the same, they are more like any bodily function, disposing of waste," I said unthinking.

"Typical, you ingrate, they have feelings, and it is natural for the female to feel the loss, of her unborn child. They are losing the chance to procreate, which, is why, your females get PMT, cramps, and other such problems, and aches. OK, I don't know if that is medically correct, but emotionally, I am sure it is. All life needs to procreate, it is probably the most basic instinct, and when a woman has a period, she has lost that chance, you moron," Andrea said angrily.

"Typical, you always take the woman's side. What about us men, we have to put up with cantankerous, vindictive, nasty females, for a week, every month. It is a shared misery, I can tell you. You are not helping me with my problem. Andrea cannot go to school. She will try and fuck any male she sees, as you know. But what can I tell the headmistress?" I asked.

"The truth, what else, she is ovulating?" Andrea asked.

"Great, you are no help. Andrea is eight, and not starting her periods, which the head mistress may understand, she is laying an egg. Can you just imagine what she will think, and say, if that is what I tell her? Hello Mrs Gibbon, just to let you know that my daughter, Andrea, will not be attending school this week, because she is laying an egg, and may, no probably will, fuck the nearest male. Great Andrea, you are no help, at all," I said forcefully.

"Tell her that Andrea has Chicken pox that is a childhood illness, isn't it?" Andrea asked.

"And when Andrea goes back to school, she will be asked how she is feeling, and if she is over the Chicken pox, and she will reply that she laid, an egg," Alex said.

"Quite appropriate, don't you think? Chicken pox, and lays an egg" Andrea said and laughed, "She most certainly has Mandy's temperament."

"Yes, she has, god knows why, I did father her," Alex replied.

"Hum, not really, yet you did, but, erm, well. You may know that reptiles and apes, cannot mate, yet that is what happened. To make it work, the egg has all the genetic makeup of the female that lays the egg. All you provided was the spark, the lightning bolt that brought it to life.

Sorry Alex, but I thought you knew; there is less than one per cent of you in either of them. You were just the spark, and the incubator," Andrea said sympathetically.

"Yes, I knew, but thanks for reminding me" I said, miserably.

"We have a saying, breeding or brooding, which translates badly, what it means is that the child is a result of the genes, or is it the rearing that makes, the child. From what I see, rearing is perhaps the most important. Andrea is nothing like Mandy, in temperament, she is a lot more mellow, which is down to you, Alex," Andrea said.

"Admiral, we have a communication from the British government, sorry to interrupt you," a voice said.

"OK, I'll be there in a minute. Alex I have to go, I will send down our doctor, and she can write a sick note for Andrea, my name sake, she is almost as pretty as me, and not as nasty when ovulating, as you know, to your cost" Andrea said and laughed, she closed down the visual link with Me.

Her comment was a few years ago now, when she tried to fuck me, because they had run out of the tranquiliser tablets, on board ship during a battle the stores had been blown away, and she laid an egg. Unlike reptiles on earth, they laid the one egg, and keep it inside them, until it had been fertilised, and then passed it on to the male, to incubate it, all in the same sexual encounter, then the female walked away, her job done.

"Andy, come on, or you will be late for school, Andrea is not going today," I said trying to get my children to school on time.

"Why, she isn't ill, is she, so can I have a day off, as well?" Andy asked.

"No, she isn't, it is a woman's complaint, and don't say anything at school, about it. She has erm, the Measles, that's it, she has the Measles," I said.

"Measles isn't a woman's complaint, dad, and she is bad tempered, is she ovulating?" Andy asked.

"Pardon, what do you know about that sort of thing, Andy?" I asked.

"I looked it up in the encyclopaedia, women have periods, is that what Andrea is having?" Andy asked.

"We will talk about it, later," I said, trying to avoid the question.

I helped Andy into his coat just as the doctor arrived, having been beamed down from their space ship.

"Hi Doc, just in time, Andrea is in her bedroom. I said she could have a lie in this morning, to make my life easier, but it hasn't worked. I know the signs, she is ovulating. Can you do anything, about it?" Alex asked, as I made for the front door.

"The first egg very rarely takes, so to fertilize it will be a waste of sperm. I suggest we allow it to mature, and then go. Andrea said something about a sick note for school, so I have written one, for you," the doctor said handing me the note.

I looked at the note and blinked, "What is all this?" I asked.

"Very simply put, it states that she is ovulating, and the egg is trapped in her tubes, it can be very painful, and is not uncommon with, the first egg," the doctor replied.

"Doc, she is eight, and too young on Earth, to have started her periods. Really I suppose it can happen, but would be very rare. What about the Chicken Pox that is a childhood illness," I said, beginning to panic.

"Dad, you said the Measles, what's wrong with Andrea?" Andy asked, "She is ovulating, isn't she? Mum will be sorry to have missed that, her first egg," Andy said.

"Yes, that's it, the Measles; that is what she has. A week off school, and she can go back to school, just enough time," Alex said.

"So you want me to falsify, a legal document?" The Doctor asked shocked.

"No, no, but I can't say that she is ovulating. It is just a white lie, to save face, and to stop them from asking very awkward questions. Please, Doc, I need you to help me, please," I pleaded.

"You could always explain to the head mistress, what Andrea really is, how about that?" The doctor asked.

"I can't, I am afraid of what would happen to the other children, if they found out Andrea is an alien, or at least, part alien. They would shun her at the very least, or beat her up, sorry, try to, but she would then retaliate, and put them in hospital. Did Mandy tell you that she threatened two boys?

They were from the year, two years, above Andy, and picking on Andy, for some bizarre reason. She punched them, and told them that if they picked on Andy again she would put them in hospital. Andrea must have heard her mother saying that, and she also says that, 'To annoy Andrea results in pain for the person upsetting her,' another of Mandy's sayings.

Doc, trust me, this is the best way, for all concerned," I pleaded.

"Just winding you up Alex, it is the Latin, for the Measles, complicated enough to confuse a school teacher, especially one who doesn't speak Latin," the Doctor said, and smiled at me, "Go, I will see to Andrea, you will be late," she said pushing me out of the front door.

I took Andy to school, and handed the note in to her teacher, who looked at it.

"I thought Doctors wrote in Latin, I speak Latin, and this is not Latin," she said

I had to pick probably the only teacher who learned Latin, they didn't even teach it in public schools, these days, it was a dead language, yet Andrea's teacher spoke it, fuck.

I looked at the note, and realised the Doctor had written it in their language.

"Doctors, I am surprised you can decipher it. To me it is just squiggles, would you like me to ask the Doctor to write it in English, or tell me what it says, and I will write it, for you?" I asked.

"No, no don't bother, you said that she had the measles, but I will try to decipher this, it has me intrigued, thank you," she said, and walked away.

I went home, I wasn't worried, but concerned that it would now jump up and bite me. Perhaps it was time, to tell the head mistress the truth, after all.

"Doc, how do I tell the headmistress that my children are half alien, without serious repercussions?" I asked her, when I arrived back home.

"Correction, they are alien, sorry, but not to put too fine a point on it, the spark is, well, erm, nought, point nought, nought, nought, one, per cent of their make-up. We have tried to create that element. We know what chemicals are involved, and the mixture, and we have removed, an ovum, and injected it with the correct chemicals, and in the right quantities, but the ova didn't come to life. Our geneticists are still working on it, but no matter how we inject the chemicals, we cannot start the process. There has got to be something else that triggers the growth, begins the life, ingredient 'X,' that mysterious thing.

All we are is a bunch of chemicals, but we are more, we live, and that is the element, we are missing, what is the spark of life, why do these inanimate chemicals come, to life?" the doctor asked me.

"I accept that, I have had to, I am just the spark, and an incubator, which makes me feel a whole lot better. I don't think, but it does not help me with this problem. I want my children to grow up in a more civilised way, than on your planet, accepting that males and females, are equal, and it is just their individual abilities that makes' them, what they are, and not, their sex," I said.

"Dreams are what make us, and our ability to make them, come true, is important, some people do, and others don't. Andy and Andrea are both the type of people that will make their dreams, come true.

Because of their genetic make-up, but what has also played a very important part, is the incubator, and the people who have reared them.

We believe, and are trying to prove it, that the brain of the incubator has an effect on the growing embryo. So, although you are not genetically in their make-up, you are definitely part of them, and you should be proud, of that.

With regard to the head mistress, wait for Mandy so that she can come with you, go as husband and wife, and show her that there is nothing, to fear," the Doctor advised.

"Some bloody use you are, it will be at least two weeks, before Mandy is free to join me. By which time, I am scheduled to pay a visit to your planet, to sign the deal on behalf of Earth, with several of the Earths leaders. Thinking about the time scale, and availability of the time to tell the head teacher, as it were? Andrea will have left school before we get to tell her head mistress. I have an idea, why don't you come, and explain it to her, as a medical person, and expert?" I asked her.

"Oh hell, I am due in surgery in ten minutes, sorry, must go," the Doctor told me, looking at her watch.

"Coward, send Andrea, she can come with me then, or has she got an Admirals meeting, in ten minutes. Tough, you are all cowards," I said, and laughed.

"You have a point. We are not good at discussion as you know, we thump the person upsetting us, and they do as told. Not a good idea to take one of us with you, go alone. Mandy tells me that you are good at kissing people's butts," the Doctor said, and laughed, she gave me a kiss on the cheek, and beamed back to the ship.

I knew them all, I had lived with this crew for a year, and knew she was right, but it was never meant to degrade me, or hurt me.

Their planet had been through a world war, and one side had used chemicals that had rendered the females incapable of carrying a foetus full term. The solution was to implant the embryo into a male, inside a cocoon, which allowed the nutrients through to the growing baby, but not the genetic material, ensuring that the growing embryo was not rejected, by the incubator. As the doctor had pointed out, that was all I was, when I was pregnant, just a means of ensuring the survival of the babies, and to provide, the spark.

I decided to hit the problem head on, when I collected Andy from school. I did my chores cleaning the house, and making their meals as any good househusband, whilst Mandy was away. I also had several duties to perform, being the Ambassador to Mandy's planet, but as I said I was kept at a distance.

After the war the females had imprisoned all the males, and subjugated them. After six generations of being the sex running the planet with all males being kept isolated, and brought out when needed, and treated as slaves. It was a difficult time for the people of her planet to adjust to accepting that males were just as able, when given the right education, and training.

As for Mandy, her planet's Ambassador to Earth, it was different. Earth accepted that females were just as able as males, and they worked with her, which meant that she was busy, whilst I was given minor things, to do. I had accepted this, and was slowly making progress, being accepted on Mandy's planet as an equal, was just the first step, in a very long process. I knew it would take years, before they accepted males as equals

Just as had happened with females, on earth, generations had passed, before they were accepted, as equals.