Commander's Rounds Volume 1

Entry 19: Mother Ship

It was the first time commander had been to the Eastern New Year festival, and he had been asked for a bit of help from an odd but not unwelcome source.

He hadn't known Friedrich for very long, but there was just something overwhelming about her existence, both on and off the battlefield. As soon as she came into being she referred to him as her dear child. She was immensely powerful, to be sure, but she was uncommonly kind and gentle. She was absolutely terrifying on the battlefield and just as loving off of it.

The commander was in his dress uniform when he came across Friedrich, holding up a kimono that had been gifted to her for the celebration, but she didn't seem to know up from down when it came to it. She was aware of him as soon as he arrived, and she smiled. "Ah, my dear child- you have more experience with these than I do- would you help me wear this?"

The commander blinked. "Well... I don't think it's something I can explain in words- it has to be really more seen than anything."

She giggled. "Ah, but you do understand, then."

"Yeah, I do. I can at least help you out."

Friedrich then began to unzip her regular dress. "Then... Might you help me put it on, my dear?"

The commander was somewhat stunned- he picked up the kimono as Friedrich undressed in front of him, and he swiftly averted his eyes as he immediately began to help re-dress her as best and as fast as he could.

Once he was done, she was magnificent in her kimono- all the black and red, plus how it allowed her to show her stocking-clad legs and plenty of her huge bust- it was an outfit that fit her well as any could. She smiled at him. "Ah... How marvelous, my dear child. Shall we go and see the festival together, then? But first, you deserve something else..." She opened her arms, and held them out to him. "Come to me, dear."

And there she was, the powerful- and loving Friedrich. It was always impossible to say no to her when it came to things like this, and so he came to rest in her embrace, buried in her huge bosom. There was so much he wanted to say to her about everything, and he even shuddered in her grasp over what he needed to let out to the one who would understand.

And she seemed to know this, too. "Dear child... You can let everything out to me after the festival- I will wait for you. But for now, let us see the others, hm?"

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Back in the present, the commander was determined.

Friedrich had looked after him when he was at his lowest points for some time, and so he had been putting things together to find out some way of repaying her for all her efforts. While it may not have exactly been the time of year for it, he did have one goal in mind, and he had cut out an entire day just for that.

While the calendar didn't agree with him, it was time to introduce Friedrich to Mother's Day.

Even though she'd never had any children in the conventional sense (the question of their fertility was one that was quite open), Friedrich had effectively adopted anyone who was willing to be called her dear child, and that included himself. All the attention she gave him made it impossible for him to hide anything from her, and there were some times in the past when he just let out everything that he had bottled up over many many years.

And each of those times she just held him close, and listened quietly as he let it all out in one big embarrassing gush, and at the very end she would just remind him that she would always be there for her dear child, and she would just let him stay with her as long as he could ever need.