Erick told himself that he must have a heir. In some part of his brain he knew that a king must have someone
to take the throne in the event of his death but was he just making excuses to take advantage of as many women
as possible. This thought never went through his mind but it did go through the minds of those that surrounded
him. Erick was a lech.
Erick thought himself to be quite the ladies man. He would pull someone aside and soon they would be back in
his suites. They would meet at a lavish party, that Erick loved to throw. And he had seen somewhere a sensuous
tete a tete between lovers over a meal. The lady would pick up a bit of asparagus and stroking it against her
lips it would enter her mouth where she would take a bite of the tip. Erick found this behavior exciting.
The parties and his idea of the way to a woman's heart was not good to his body. As the months passed he grew
rounder and rounder. Erick didn't notice the changes in himself. There was not a single person that would tell
him the truth about how he looked and his excursions with the opposite sex, sometimes having almost a dozen
meals a day. Erick told himself that he needed to keep up the strength.
When he hit almost 600 pounds it was harder and harder for him to have sex with the women, letting them do all
the work by climbing on top of him.
Almost 9 months later women started showing up with children they said were his. There were dozen's of
children. The children were put in a nursery and the women continued to service King Erick. But there was not
a single woman to become his Queen. He enjoyed his freedom to have as man women as possible.