The clone needed to learn more about the human sexual sensations and there was no better way than experiencing it herself. She straddled the slave's face and ordered her to lick her pussy. The clone felt the slave's tongue circle around her pussy lips, delicately touching her clitoris, and pushing into her vaginal cavity. It felt so good. Human females were extremely sensitive and this made her job so much easier.


A few days later, Danika was sitting on the ground with her back resting against the cave's hard wall. She stared forward as a strand of drool fell slowly from her lower lip. The pod developing inside of her kept the mesmerized woman in a constant state of arousal, draining her sexual energy to the limit; then waiting for her to recover and drain her all over again. She already looked seven months pregnant.

The pod's tentacles churned and slid within Danika's strained body, often finding their way out of her pussy to caress her clitoris, which drove the woman to a quicker and stronger orgasm.

Danika's whole body twitched and shuddered for minutes during every climax. Before the orgasmic rapture faded down, she was already wishing for the next one to begin. She had become hopelessly addicted to it and there was no turning back.

Danika-clone noticed the size of the slave's belly and realized that it was time to make a change. She repositioned Danika-slave so her hands and knees rested on the floor. Then she shoved her tongue into the slave's pussy, forcing a heightened excitement that was immediately detected by the pod. A swift tentacle was projected from the slave's body, aiming to caress her clitoris but Danika-clone was right there to grab it.

"There you are..." Danika-clone said as she saw and grabbed the small tentacle.

Danika-clone pulled the tentacle hard, knowing that it was the only way to remove the enlarging pod from the slave's body. If the pod would remain inside the slave, it would keep growing until it killed her. Danika-slave needed to stay alive because her job was far from done.

"It is time for you to come out," the clone said to the pod, as if it could understand to her.

Danika-slave felt the large bulk of the pod sliding down her belly. The clone's command conflicted with Danika's instinct to protect her pod but she stood still. Meanwhile, her pussy twitched from unbearable excitement as it was stimulated from within.

"Stay still!" the clone ordered.

The clone felt equally excited to see how much the pod had grown since she placed the small seed inside Danika a few days before. "It has grown so much!" The slave could clearly feel the pod gliding between her widely stretched pussy lips, driving her insane with joy. Translucent slime mixed with her own lubrication, slithering down her thighs and dripping to the ground making a small, gooey pool.


"It is coming out and it is beautiful. The Masters will be so proud of us," Danika-clone said excitedly, and then she added, "Just one more push. Then you can go back to tend our precious pod. I know how much you love it."

A moment later, the pod rested on the ground between Danika's legs. It looked like a butterfly cocoon only a lot bigger; about the size of a newborn child. It was dark green and had a lot of small holes on its surface. The clone admired its oily texture as it pulsated and adjusted to its new, cold environment.

Danika-slave laid face down, breathing heavily, recovering from the wearing labor. Then she remembered that her well-being was not important; only the pod mattered. She quickly moved closer to the pod and knelt in front of it, eager to perform her pleasurable duties. Danika-clone was pleased with the slave's behavior. She no longer needed supervision.

"I need to go back home before anyone misses you, my darling. You know what you have to do," Danika-clone said, as she got ready to leave.


The pod sensed Danika's closeness and projected a tentacle from one of its multiple openings. The slave's chest heaved deeply from the intuitive excitement of a new impending penetration, which came true, just an instant later. Danika gasped from sheer pleasure even as her body remained almost immobile. Her pussy, on the contrary, twitched and throbbed frenetically trying to swallow as much of the penetrating tentacle as possible.

Danika's mind was a blank canvas ready to be painted only in bliss. There she was, kneeling in a cold cave with an alien tentacle penetrating deep inside her soaked vaginal cavity and she wanted more, much more.

Another tentacle protruded from the pod's main body and snaked between Danika's legs, searching for more ways to make her climax; to drain her sexual energy as fast and efficiently as possible. It needed to feed.

The tentacle curved up as it reached her ankles and aimed at her anus. With a swift move, the tentacle penetrated her ass! Danika screamed in delight, loosening her tight entrance for easier and deeper access.

As the tentacles stimulated her pussy and ass simultaneously, Danika waved her hips slowly, hoping for another mind shattering orgasm that would set the tone for this new stage of the pod's development.

And as expected, a powerful orgasm exploded in Danika's entire body, making her shiver from head to toe. She wanted to stay motionless, preventing the tentacles from slipping out of her body but it was impossible. Her pussy pulsated uncontrollably as her legs and arms twitched within forceful spasms. Thankfully, the tentacles were buried deep enough to remain in place.


Her orgasm lasted for a long time, almost leaving her unconscious, but when it was all over, Danika was already waiting for the next one. The pod needed to be fed.

"More..." Danika-slave whispered.


Days went by and the pod grew to several times its original size. It anchored itself on the ground but the weight of its main body forced it to bend sideways. This was no inconvenience for the huge tentacles to pump Danika's sexy and willing body. She was right by its side and she always would be, for the rest of her long life.

Within the fogginess that clouded her aroused mind, Danika caught a glimpse of another appendage waving in her face. The tentacles were now two inches wide, several feet long and as flexible as always. She unthinkingly opened her mouth. Danika needed to eat too and the pod had formed a symbiotic relationship that was convenient for both of them.

Danika felt the fat tentacle move between her soft lips and she sucked it in with eagerness. She caressed it with her tongue, urging it to penetrate deeper. The tentacle pulsated from its root, inside the pod's main body, to the tip, now moving through Danika's throat and into her esophagus. Danika loved being penetrated in her three holes at the same time and she reached yet another climax from this thrilling sensation.

A gooey, white fluid was pumped through a hollow tube within the tentacle into Danika's belly, feeding her with everything she needed to remain healthy, strong and more than willing to return the favor, nurturing the pod with her countless orgasms.

And the orgasms never stopped. Danika moved from one position to another, always making herself available for a swift and deep penetration in her pussy and ass. Sometimes, the tentacles went so deep inside of her that she believed they were going to pop out of her mouth. And when her mouth was empty, she wished this would be true.

The corpse lying on the ground next to the blissful woman was a dark omen for Danika's future but she couldn't care less. One day with her pod was better than a whole life as the boring woman she was before.


Meanwhile, at Danika's apartment, the clone opened the door for Kelly. She was a long time friend of Danika and the clone knew, using her duplicated memories, that Kelly had strong feelings for the original Danika. Kelly was intrigued by this unexpected invitation. After greeting each other, they moved into the living room.

"Thank you for coming to my house," Danika-clone said, trying to sound normal.

"You sound so serious. Is everything ok?" Kelly asked, wondering why Danika was being so formal. Then she looked at Danika's extremely sexy clothing and she ventured a thought... "Wow! She looks hot! I wonder if she... and I.... no, it is not possible."

"Yes. Everything is ok," Danika-clone responded trying a more cheerful tone but again she sound too formal given the situation. She was learning.

Kelly immediately turned her attention to the strange, metallic ornament sitting by the far wall. Danika-clone stared at Kelly from behind. The original Danika didn't know the proper way to approach a lesbian so the clone didn't know either. She decided to just go for it.

"Where did you get this piece? It looks cool," Kelly asked looking at the shiny, metallic bulk, "And very weird..." she added without saying it.

Danika-clone walked forward and grabbed Kelly's breasts from behind. Kelly gasped and flinched, startled, but immediately realized that her long time dream was coming true. It was really hard to believe but it was happening. Danika loved her back.

"What? Oh my God! She is fondling my breast. How can this be? I had no idea," Kelly thought amazed.

Kelly couldn't be happier. She threw her head back on Danika's shoulder and let her startling lover unbutton her pants and softly caress her pelvic mound.

Danika-clone asked, "Do you like this?"

"Yess... it feels so good."

Kelly turned around and kissed her new lover fervently. Danika's miniskirt dropped to the carpeted floor while her tongue danced with Kelly's.

Danika-clone knew that she was on the right path when she heard soft moans of pleasure escaping Kelly's mouth. The clone felt an arousing tingling in her pussy as well. She would be happy to do this for a long time if it was necessary.

"This feels very nice. Taking more females will not be hard at all," the clone thought.

Half an hour later, both sexy girls were laying completely naked right there on the carpet. Danika had Kelly's clit trapped between her soft, warm lips while Kelly moaned and waved her hips up and down from the wonderful sensation. The clone was also setting things in motion for the upcoming replicating event...


Beside them, the metallic figure received the telepathic command and began to change shape. A shiny, human head formed at the top of the malleable bulk and looked down at the writhing couple. One of them was like her; the other was her target.

After a few minutes, the previously amorphous figure was now a silver humanoid looming down on Kelly's face. The unsuspecting woman had her eyes closed, focusing on the blissful spot that was so skillfully handled by Danika.

"Yes... like that. Make me cum," Kelly moaned.

A chrome tentacle came out of the humanoid and got closer to Kelly's open mouth. Kelly still had no idea of the imminent danger.

"It feels so good..."

Kelly opened her eyes in shock and arched her back as the humanoid shoved the cold tentacle into her mouth with a sudden, vigorous move. The panicked woman tried to scream but only a muffled, guttural sound escaped her stuffed throat.

In an instant, Kelly felt a thousand tiny prickles all over her palate that numbed her mind and prevented any physical reaction to the sudden intrusion. Danika lifted her face and watched with satisfaction at the beginning of a new cloning process.

Kelly's thoughts became sluggish and everything around her seemed to move too fast. She was able to see this metallic figure kneeling above her, and then she saw her own reflection in the creature's chest. She couldn't understand what was happening.

Inside her head, microscopic tentacles spread from the tip of the tentacle invading her brain and established a direct connection with the humanoid.

Kelly's eyes rolled up into her head as all of her thoughts were pushed aside and an irresistible surrendering energy surged into her mind, filling every void in her brain cells. Kelly heard a word... no, it was a command. She had no option but to obey.

"Relax..." the humanoid and Kelly thought simultaneously.

The humanoid changed position, kneeling between Kelly's wide-open legs; and leaning over her limp, compliant body. The tentacle joining their mouths was never removed but now it had curved down and was penetrating down Kelly's esophagus. Two other tentacles waved in the air, protruding from the humanoid's pussy and ass while another telepathic image was sent from Danika-clone to the humanoid, indicating it what to do.

And the image quickly turned into reality as both tentacles forcefully penetrated Kelly's pussy and ass at the same time. Kelly moaned loudly and jolted hard for an instant but her body quickly went static again despite the tentacles going deeper into her body.

As millions of micro tentacles projected to every corner of Kelly's body, the humanoid moved one step forward in the cloning process and changed shapes again, matching the exact curvaceous figure of the woman beneath her.

A while later, the metallic surface was already changing to a pinkish, fleshy skin; starting from the joining tentacles and spreading across the new clone's body. Danika had left the house to watch over her pod but not before sending one last telepathic insight to the clone: pleasure; the feeling of climax that would turn Kelly's brain into a mushy, completely unprotected mass.

The copying process was almost complete and the clone was already filtering some of these, new orgasmic feelings into Kelly's mind. Kelly felt her nipples swell immediately and her pussy started to burn from an increasing arousal that would not stop until she reached the most powerful orgasm of her life.

And then it happened! Kelly's entire body twitched from a mind wrecking spasm, followed by another one even stronger. Her entire world became a blinding light that exploded behind her eyes as all her memories, her personality and all that she used to be was transferred into Kelly-clone's mind.

Then everything became a blank void. Everything except the permanent sense of submission that now was imprinted forever into her ravished mind. The tentacles in her pussy and ass were still pulsating inside of her and for the first time she wished they remained there. It felt so good.


Soon after, Danika-clone arrived at the cave to find Danika-slave lying ecstatically on top of the large pod with both tentacles buried deep into her body. The slave wouldn't like to be any other way. When one of the tentacles was removed from her body for any reason, Danika felt an unbearable emptiness that needed to be corrected as soon as possible.

Judging the size of the pod, the clone realized that it was time for the last stage of the pod development. She waited until Danika-slave stopped shaking from her latest orgasm and moved closer, grabbing her doppelganger. After delicately placing the slave on the ground, the clone embraced the main bulk of the pod and pulled it from the ground. The living pod instinctively retrieved the tentacles for protection.

"Relax my baby. This will make you more comfortable," the clone said.

Danika-clone lifted the heavy mass with inhuman strength and waited until the pod anchored itself on the ceiling of the cave. Now there was no danger for the thin stem to break under the increasing weight of the pod's main body. It would be able to feed on Danika and grow without disturbance for many years to come. Danika-slave knelt on the ground below, looking up with dreamy eyes, hoping to see the tentacles come out again and fill her impatient body.

One tentacle appeared shortly after and the slave quickly got on her feet and offered herself to the pod. The long tentacle entered her mouth, moving past her throat, her esophagus and all the way down to her belly. The woman's pussy twitched on emptiness driving Danika to the verge of orgasm even before the other tentacles emerged from the pod.

The other tentacles were not far behind and soon two more appendages waved down towards Danika's pussy and ass. Danika-slave took one step closer, pushing the tentacle in her mouth even deeper and getting closer to her beloved pod. Danika-clone walked away proud and excited. There were more humans to take.

"Your old friend Kelly will join you very soon. Not that you care," the clone said with a smirk on her face.

In fact, Danika didn't even hear her clone. The moment the tentacles touched the slave's pussy, she climaxed. The welcoming energy only encouraged the tentacles to move deeper and faster. Danika was back in heaven.

A few hours later, Kelly-clone and Kelly-slave arrived at the cave. The empty stare and serene look on the new slave's face was masquerading the fire that burned in her crotch. The clone had taken the slave's mind to the brink of ecstasy and had left it in an arousing spiral that seemed to have no end.

"Wait here slave," Kelly-clone said.

Kelly-slave waited. The squishing noises coming from the right side of the cave meant nothing to her, as the tentacles pulsated, revolved and twitched inside her former friend Danika. Minutes later, Kelly-clone came back with another pod seed in her hand. She knelt in front of the slave and ordered her to spread her legs. The submissive slave obeyed.

"Humans' natural lubrication is very useful," Kelly-clone thought.

The clone shoved the seed into Kelly-slave's pussy and then pushed her whole hand in. The slave moaned out loud and reached the first orgasm of her new life.

The cave's large room that had been silent for many years were now filled with erotic noises that echoed between the stone walls; the noises of two blissful women that soon would be joined by many more.


In a distant planet, a similar scene was taking place. One female alien was nurturing her pod, submerged in mesmerizing bliss that had become her only meaning for existence, not very different from her human counterparts. Another female had just been taken and the cloning process was reaching the final stage...

The metallic clone behind her slowly changed to match the slave's hard, multicolored skin to the smallest detail.

"Now let's get your pod," the alien-clone said in a strange language.

An image lingering in the female alien's mind of her large city filled with billions of her peers being in real danger was shut down and deleted. All chemical connections that formed coherent thoughts were suddenly wiped out and overridden by a single emotion... submission.


Somewhere in the galaxy, an enormous spaceship was traveling through space while millions of rocks filled with the mysterious metallic fluid were ejected at specific directions. Inside the ship, one grey alien communicated with his superior. They stood in a large room where hundreds of pods, or "aphrodisiac meat" as they like to call them, hung from the ceiling.

"Sir, we have received a signal from another clone. It indicates that its planet is ready for harvest," said the subordinated alien.

"How many pods?" the leader asked.


"Good. Set the coordinates. We need them all. The demand is very high this season," the leader said.

Then he made a noise that appeared to be laughter.

The end.

Note from the author: There is a graphic version of this story.

Report Story

byhomealone_447© 1 comments/ 53470 views/ 30 favorites

Share the love

Tags For This Story

Report a Bug

2 Pages:12

Please Rate This Submission:

Please Rate This Submission:

  • 1
  • 2
  • 3
  • 4
  • 5
Please wait
Favorite Author Favorite Story

heartspike_hun, HumbleMasterMind and 28 other people favorited this story! 

by Anonymous

If the above comment contains any ads, links, or breaks Literotica rules, please report it.

There are no recent comments (1 older comments) - Click here to add a comment to this story or Show more comments or Read All User Comments (1)

Add a

Post a public comment on this submission (click here to send private anonymous feedback to the author instead).

Post comment as (click to select):

Refresh ImageYou may also listen to a recording of the characters.

Preview comment

Forgot your password?

Please wait

Change picture

Your current user avatar, all sizes:

Default size User Picture  Medium size User Picture  Small size User Picture  Tiny size User Picture

You have a new user avatar waiting for moderation.

Select new user avatar: