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The first instance of my semen being stolen during a sexual assault was when I was 16 in late 1988.

I went to a Year 11 break-up party for the end of the school year. It was a private one with people invited from my school, Trafalgar High School, which was one of the schools serviced by bus in my hometown of Yarragon. I was always one of the younger ones in my class as I was born in January.

Unfortunately for me, all my biological Cousins pretending to be Sisters at home all went to that school before me. You get the picture from there. It was the best choice, but they had years on me before I started.

I did not behave responsibly on the night regarding alcohol, I will say that. There wasn’t anyone interested in trying to provide guidance in that area either.  In retrospect they were hoping for an “opportunity”.

I drank straight (unmixed) Southern Comfort from a flask bottle, hadn’t eaten much during the day. It was a stupid thing to do, I’ll admit that. But did not make me responsible for what happened. It was awful and I can’t even stand the smell of it anymore. Makes me shudder.

I was tampered with later on, so I assume I was beforehand as well. I ended up unconscious somewhere laying on the ground, sort of hidden from full view, so they got their “opportunity”. As far as I know just alcohol doesn’t cause that. I was found by “the waiting for”, and to be frank “dragged out so if anyone was watching on satellite, they could get a full view”.

They decided to take the opportunity to steal my semen knowing who I was all along (before I started High School in some cases). Even though I never mentioned it to anyone at the school the entire time I was there. High School was like being the victim on the “Truman Show”, but a lot worse and organized crime inspired. A lot of my “acquaintances” at school were taking the first tentative steps toward a daily for live illegal perverts acting job, with lookalikes to swap with. There were even guest appearances by foreigners.

Suffice to say that a pack of perverts pretended my school and daily life, and the tampered with AFL results, were all an attempt to train me to “drink Beer and fuck a visiting foreign (particularly European) drunk female and let her go home pregnant” when I turned 18. Like it was computer programming mixed with hypnotism propaganda. Which didn’t work.

So, a disgusting adult female assaulted me. She tried to get my penis out and tug away at it to get at my semen, like she was hosting a chat show. Which got the moan “oh, no, he’s really Gay” response when the natural thing happened.

So, someone piped up with a suggestion. They said “I used to work in a psychiatric hospital, I know what to do. Get an artificial erection drug, stick the pill in his mouth, fill it with water, then clamp his nose and his mouth shut with your hand. He’ll either swallow it or choke. Then all you have to do is wait”.

They did and waited. When she had something to pull-rape, she did so. Whilst she was at it another disgusting whore got an “alert” from someone they were stealing my semen. I mean an electronic alert. She was told to get her footy jumper on, head to where I was being assaulted, casually walk past and then stop and see if she could get some, like she was a casual bystander. So, she did.

She walked past, acting sweaty brained organized crime casual like, stopped, back tracked and asked the evil idiot what she was doing, in a casual bad acting, no more takes kind of way.

She got the approximate reply “Oh, this one’s eligible to be the new King of Germany here, we’re stealing his semen so we can get pregnant with it and see if we can steal property and money off him or something”.  Whilst she was trying to put my semen in something the shape of a test tube with something.

The secondary said, “Oh really, can I have some?”.

The Perp said “yeah, sure” and gave her some by wiping some on her or something she had with her (may have been her finger).

The secondary ran off like an excited schoolgirl whilst the rest of the semen was scraped up. She ran off to a house and put some of it in storage to freeze. She was just one of those organized crime idiots that always has equipment to freeze sperm or ova around like that, just in case.

Then she set up her video camera, got her boyfriend, told him to lay down, put a tape in the camera, placed my stolen semen all over his penis, pressed record and jumped on. Then she bounced up and down until he ejaculated and ended up pregnant to my stolen semen.

She carried the videotape around with her for decades afterwards, including in her handbag etcetera, pretending that if I was forced (or tortured) into pretending it was a 3 way, and I let her pull me off in the corner, but was just out of shot, she was going to become “Queen of Germany”. She made copies of it, transferred it to DVD, supplied it to pervert organized crime and terrorists, etcetera.

People still pretend to be her being coronated, even though if they had stolen my Imperial Family off me in that way, the child would have been coronated, not her.

In the meantime, two other females got pregnant with it on the night. They did not put any in storage though. So, the secondary thought she was oh so clever.

They ended up pretending my AFL club St Kilda Saints colours have something to do with my German Imperial Family colours (which they don’t) and made up a bit of fiction about it on the spot. They decided to pretend our Club Crest meant ‘if a monarch (or the person eligible to be monarch) might be about to die due to a situation or incident, that person’s semen can be stolen (using rape). Then if the rapist comes back and checks later and that Imperial Family member is dead due to the same situation or incident, females can use it to get pregnant and head for Berlin to claim the child is royalty, money and property.

So they decided to drag me unconscious and placed me under a vehicle, lined up so that if the driver got in and drove off without noticing me there, the back wheels would run over my head, “killing or seriously maiming me”. Then started talking about having the car owner go and get them some ice or something, without telling him.  If it killed me, they reckoned they were going to “head for Germany”.

He turned out to be a gay man who “did not want to hang around watching teenagers get drunk illegally” and went fishing with another gay man instead for the weekend.

I was found after waking up and making very strange garbled confused noises, which were heard buy a school acquaintance. They got me out from under the car and took me to the place I was supposed to be staying the night and put me to bed, laying me on my side just in case. Millions could have watched it live illegally on satellite.

Later on, they started thinking that was rape, maybe attempted murder, or at least attempt to cause serious injury. So they panicked and decided to pretend I was drowning in my own vomit due to the alcohol, and they had to rape me to steal my semen in case I drowned, to get pregnant and continue my imperial family (which is not possible that way).

As if they noticed I was about to drown in my own vomit, didn’t help, raped me and stole my semen and explained it was just in case I drowned in my own vomit as the excuse, then left me to drown in my own vomit, and when they came back to check if I was dead, I wasn’t there. As if that would get them out of criminal charges and let them head for Berlin pregnant or after the babies were born.

They later came up with a more complicated plot to pretend I was drowning in my own vomit and re-recorded the video tape with actors playing the roles, as if I consented to the tape and was actually there. Dramatized it to look like she set up her video recorder and then came over to me with vomit pouring out my mouth in uncontrolled convulsions of my stomach, and asked if she could have some of my semen just in case I drowned to continue my Imperial Family, and I replied “okay” with vomit coming out my mouth and my dick in my hand. They actually had actors play the roles and recorded it.

As if that would seal the deal for the female and the baby, because it looked like I said “OKAY” then puked on myself. For what it’s worth, I didn’t start vomiting until the following day on my way to an acquaintances house in Trafalgar, where I had to ask the driver of the vehicle, Ian, to stop so I could vomit.

They are still trying to make me pretend I was strutting around drunk at 16, like a gangster or stereotype Mafia impersonating idiot, tugging at a jacket with my hands saying “I’m hot shit, I’m going to be King of Germany, any of you whores want a fuck?”. And pretended I had sex with two then got involved in a 3-way with a video camera. As if that would make the children eligible (and could result in one of the evil whores getting “coronated” because the child was too young).

If a child becomes eligible to become Monarch of my Imperial Family, like I did at 5 years, 11 months and 10 days, the child gets coronated. Not a nominated adult or proxy until the child is 16 or 18.

Unmarried with no registered Imperial parenting agreement couples who have sex and cause a pregnancy can’t get their registered children into my imperial family. Which is a good thing.

Prince Alois’ ineligible children he had before he was named Wilhelm 2’s heir and got married to Princess Klara, for example. No offence to them or their descendants.

If a couple is married, the marriage has to be authorised by my Imperial Family. Then there is a time limit to get the baby authorised as a Prince or Princess after the birth, usually via a summons from the Head of the Imperial Family (which has been ME since December 29, 1977) to discuss the baby being authorized.

But they pretended that was brilliant and are still pretending they will cash in if I play along.

The first child was born in 1989 when I was 17. Premature apparently.

My Imperial Family rules clearly state any child born to a member of my German Imperial Hohenzollern Family who is under the age of 18 is ineligible regardless of any other information.

The other two also had children. The original perp’ had twins, and discovered they were “Black” in her opinion when they were born. She stated she didn’t know I was an indigenous Australian when she assaulted me and didn’t want “black ones”. She ended up swapping them for two children her sister had that look like her, with light toned skin and curly hair. And is STILL trying to make me pretend they will be made Imperial Family (not even the real ones). Even though I have never met her, and she has never discussed it with me.

I could go on and on for years about this lot, so I won’t. They used my stolen semen from storage for quite a few children born after the original 5 or so. Then in some cases tried to breed lookalikes for the ones that were born using semen stolen off relatives. Including using me being assaulted “as a needs-based precedent” to assault and steal semen off one of my ineligible triplet siblings the following year (approximately) after he was attacked and was on life support in a coma, apparently.

Later on, they threw away the rest of the semen they had in storage from 1988, when they knew I was about to go into hospital for a general anaesthetic operation when I was 24, scheduled for October 1996. I was booked in nearly a year in advance for it.

Obviously, if they had an imposter preparing to steal my identity and pretend to be me (including in media prepared beforehand in video, images and audio) and a whore who had a baby using my stolen semen without my consent preparing to be pretend to be the impostors partner or wife, like it was Fritz and Janet (Eva Braun) all over again, then they have failed and are an abhorrent disgrace with no place in normal society, let alone anywhere near me.

They will moan and say that all the abhorrent criminal effort they put in beforehand means the earnt it, but they haven’t. And a big MIDDLE FINGER to the WHORE from ’44 crew.

I would like to point out that constant obsessive attempts to steal my Imperial Family off me (including constant planned plots) isn't the equivalent of showing due normal legal or moral care for its future (as if hoping it continues for normal reasons). Imperial Kleptomania isn’t a valid substitute for genuine care and interest.

Timeline Relevant Occurrences.

1988:

Semen stolen during a sexual assault on me with an artificial erection drug when I was unconscious aged 16.

1989:

First children born to my stolen semen. The first born one was born quite premature in Yugoslavia after its mother was shipped there pregnant (or shipped there afterwards).

1989:

The decision was made to attempt to “reunify” Germany (which was after the first illegitimate ineligible baby was born).

1990:

I turned 18 (18.01) and gained a Knighthood in my German Imperial Family, making me “Sir Brian” (which is official and on record).

Then automatically upgraded to Prince Knight of the Hohenzollern Imperial Family of Germany (as well as Prince Imperial). Which had consequences, particularly “passed on family history” of a different type “kicking in”.

Suffice to say I ended up crying a little in the Carpark at work in Safeway supermarket Warragul, whilst the Imperial Family Knight History was intellectually “infused” into me. Like an armoured Tea Bag of information with tales of sharp things, just working in.

It started when I woke up on my birthday. I coped surprisingly well, apparently. Particularly considering the people and animals that dunked the bag did it as if it was involuntary. There are a large number of Germans who care more about the Knight stuff, than the actual Imperial stuff. That’s clear. I’m sure there are Horses related to Horses from my Imperial Family Knight history nearby to be at ALL times.

I already knew it was legally what would happen, and I would be given the responsibility of defending the Imperial Family’s History, which I have done exceedingly well actually.

1990:

German reunified with my Imperial Family retained in its constitution. And the Berlin wall came down, something I didn’t show a lot of interest in, because I knew what some people were pretending to celebrate instead. And because parts of it were intentionally designed to look like my Great-Grandpa Kaiser Adolf after he escaped Prisoner of War jail, including his concrete shoes he had to wear from 1943-44 to 1959. I was too disgusted to take an interest in looking at any parts of it. Horrid.

People still pretend he was to blame, including for “not producing a child” when chained up as a prisoner of war in Yugoslavia between 1943 & 1959. He was made infertile by the end of January 1944. They had tried to make him infertile by attacking him with the mumps before he was abducted when he was Kaiser and Chancellor.

If anyone was celebrating the birth of a child to my stolen semen, they were celebrating for NOTHING.

Particularly if they were pretending, they were “waiting” for a child of a member of my Imperial Family of Germany (with consent or without) to be born in Yugoslavia since Kaiser Adolf was made a Prisoner of war there in December 1943.

As if it was a “requirement” or something (for the wall to come down, for example).

If some were celebrating as if it was like finally getting a baby out of Kaiser Adolf 1 the Prisoner of War born in Yugoslavia (that they failed to get in 1944), obviously they got it horribly wrong.

All children conceived with my stolen semen without consent will NEVER have anything official to do with my Imperial Family. NO EXCEPTIONS.

1992:

The former Yugoslavia broke up.

And good riddance.