Her Future Robot

Cynthia could hardly contain her excitement. No more being cooped up in the mansion for days on end with nobody to talk to or do things with.

"Hmm, it's not moving under all that clear plastic. It looks lifeless, almost like some doll.

"It's no doll, believe me. It's a real live person. It was allowed to mature and grow at an accelerated pace over the past two weeks. But it is definitely alive, with its lungs breathing and its heart beating. Its brain function is currently locked on what we call dormant mood, but once you activate it, its brain waves will kick in and it will become fully cognizant. Once that happens it can never be shut off, and it will grow normally from here on in, exactly like a real person, because that's exactly what it is, a living breathing real person cloned from your daughter's DNA, with whatever modifications she's specified of course."

"Where would you like it now that it's in the house?"

"Upstairs in my room."

"Wait a minute, young lady. The damn thing cost me seventy million. I want to makes sure it understands all the house rules the minute he wakes up its brain."

"Can you do that later, daddy? Please? I've waited so long to have a friend. I'd like to start chatting with her immediately."

"Fine, no rush I suppose. But I don't want you two leaving the house together unless I've had a chance to lay down the law of the household first, which is no boyfriends, no dating, no parties and no staying on campus after classes."

"I can tell her all that daddy. Not to worry. If I haven't broken your rules and she comes from my very own DNA, she's not going to break your rules either."

"Fine, see that she doesn't."

"Now how do I wheel it up the stairs since you want me to activate it up in your room?" the delivery man asked.

"There is an elevator."

"Your house has an actual elevator in it?"

"Yes. We all prefer to use the grand winding staircase, but some of daddy's heavier antiques need special care, which is why he had the lift installed."

"Fine, lead me to it."

XXX

"So very nice to meet you. My name is Cynthia. I'm you're sister."

"Well I'm Chantel, and I know who you are. And thanks to you, I am living and breathing in this beautiful home. Now that I'm fully activated, I can never be shut off. I am your sister for life. You like Chantel being my name? We can change it if you like."

"No, Chantel is just fine. And it is simply amazing that you are actually and finally here. I think I'm going to cry. You're the sister I always wanted but never had."

"And you are the sister I never had but always wanted."

"You've been fast tracked in an incubation tube for the last two weeks. Your existence has barely started."

"And yet I have many of the same feelings, desires, aspirations and thoughts that you do."

"Quite astonishing."

"Yes, quite astonishing, and yet it never prevented you from wrecking my life before it even had a chance to begin."

"What?"

"You act innocent, as though you don't have any idea what you have done to me, and yet, it was by your insistence and selfish motives that Dr. Wilson was persuaded to alter me into a monstrosity of sorts."

"I don't understand."

"The hell you don't. I was to be the perfect friend. That caring sister that could catch up on world events and be your loyal shoulder to cry on, someone that would laugh at your jokes and share in your dreams and keep you from being lonely. Only that wasn't enough for you. You made Dr. Wilson turn me into a freak for your own selfish motives."

"A freak?"

"You had him inflate my damn breasts by programming them to grow twice the size of yours, and the nipples, so that when I get aroused they will be thick as damn cigars and a whole two inches long. I will have every boy in the world staring at me with lust in his eyes. Only I won't be able to sexually be with heterosexual boys will I, because instead of a vagina, I will now have this monstrous freak cock to contend with. Why couldn't you have just let them make me as a normal woman?"

"I was lonely. My father wouldn't let me have any boyfriends and I have a ridiculously high sex drive. Plus I'm so tired of being a virgin."

"So just because you're always hot and bothered and can't have a man, you selfishly have me made with a giant cock. You are so damn unfair. You can still marry the man of your dreams once you have finished experimenting and playing with my body for a few years, but once you get married to your future fantasy guy, what will happen to me? I'll never be married and I'll never have kids. I'll always be that freaky she male that makes both women and men horny, and who has become little more than a sex toy for other people's pleasures."

"There is a bright side. You'll have lots of pleasure too from what I understand. Dr. Wilson said your orgasms and your turn on will be ten times as powerful as any other persons."

"Great. Just fucking great. So now I won't have any choice but to be your precious sex toy night and day, is that what you're saying?"

"That's kind of what I'm saying, although I think you are underestimating all the fun times you can have by being blessed with the best of both worlds. Lesbians will want you and will pay to have you inseminate them while making love to them. Guys who are curious about she males will be lined up by the thousands waiting to experiment with your heavenly body."

"You make it sound like I will be some kind of admired and adored angel, when all along I will be little more than a circus freak, being paid by horny perverts to have their disgusting way with me."

"I can't believe you are making such an issue out of this. Yes. You are different, and yes, you may face some challenges, but it will be paradise for you to have sex. We should try right now in fact."

"And what if I were to even agree to that. Surely you know my sperm is a lot more resilient and fertile than a regular cock's. My balls can fire ten times the cum and I don't need time to rest till the next time. My potent seed would knock a girl like you up first time, every time, and what would your precious father have to say about his pristine daughter then?"

"I didn't plan to actually have sex in the conventional sense, rather I hoped we could experiment with fingers and lips and you could suck on my pussy with your gorgeous mouth while I played with your cock."

"That's wishful thinking and you know it. You would get so horny that you would have little choice but to stuff my cock deep inside of you. Don't you see what you've done? You've created the perfect baby making machine and you are going to be the first knocked up victim if you dare get me aroused. Once you get me hard, there will be no way to satisfy me or stop me from being super horny unless and until you make my semen fire."

"It doesn't have to fire inside of me though."

"The hell it doesn't. As if you will be able to resist the temptation. You have tried to create the perfect sex toy and you have created your perfect nightmare instead. Yes sex will be unbearably and unbelievably sweet for the both of us, but at what cost, you fool? And it wouldn't end at just one baby. Once you get hopelessly hooked on my stunning cock and body you will keep on coming back to me for more and more sex and I will keep on making your tummy swell over the years. We will both become little more than very pretty baby making machines."

"I could visit a clinic and-"

"My seed has a strong maternal instinct attached. Try as you might, you wouldn't be able to terminate it. Psychologically you'd be blocked from doing it because of the voices inside. You'd be stuck with it."

"I don't know what to say. I guess I fucked up big time."

"Just say that you will never ever try to arouse me. That would be the beginning of the end."

Cynthia shrugged. "But the whole reason I had you made like that was so that, so that, you know, that I would have a cock to play with. I get so desperately horny locked in this room, with no one to talk to and no cock to satisfy me. At least let me see it."

"See what?"

"Your cock, silly. What did you think I meant?"

"Do you have rocks in your head or what? I just finished saying that playing with my cock would make it bigger and turn us both on. You were already warned of the four stages it can go through."

"I want to see."

"You want to see. Famous last words. Maybe I ought to let you get me all aroused just to teach you a lesson."

"That would be glorious. Kiss me," Cynthia begged

"Don't. I'm warning you. If you get us all worked up and me fully aroused there will be no going back."

"I don't care. I'm desperate. I'm a virgin. I'm hornier than hell."

Cynthia took out a tube of lipstick and plastered a sexy pink sheen across her own trembling lips. Then she carefully applied a generous amount to Cynthia's mouth as well.

"Now both sets of our lips look extra hot, whether it be for kissing mouths, or kissing pussies or kissing a two foot cock."

"I am warning you not to do this, but you won't listen."

"You can stop me if you want to, Chantel."

"How can I stop you? I am just as horny as the next girl and you are making me aroused with all this talk and applying lipstick. You ought not to be doing these things."

"Here, put on these six inch heels. They will make you look incredibly sexy."

"Fine, I put them on," Chantel said.

Cynthia chuckled. "Take off everything else silly. I want us to see each other naked.

"You are not listening. This is so damn dangerous."

"Please. Don't fight me on this. I have never ever seen a cock before, not even a normal sized one. Surely you are not going to deny me the opportunity to see one now, are you?"

"I'm not taking off my clothes. I'm starting to get aroused already. You have to stop this now. You're not being fair."

Cynthia quickly took off her clothes and stood in her heels, showing off her stunning naked figure.

Chantel felt pressured, but held her ground. "Fine, I'll stand too, but only cause I want to see how I look in these heels in the mirror.

Cynthia moved toward her and gently clasped her shoulders with two sexy hands sporting long pink painted nails.

"Do you know how sexy it would be to watch these sexy pink shiny nails run along the length of your cock?"

"My cock is still small, so for heaven's sake, keep it that way."

"Let me see it. Please. I'm begging you."

"Fine, but you'll regret turning me on like this."

Chantel angrily pulled down her skirt and her panty and tossed them away. Her cock was still small, a mere two inches long and very thin.

"Now your top," Cynthia begged.

"Damn, you are not going to stop, are you, until you get the both of us into some really serious trouble."

Chantel pulled her top off over her head and Cynthia gasped at her phenomenal breasts.

She gently moved her soft shiny lips forward and began to suck on the nipples, feeling them grow in her mouth.

"Please, don't do that. Stop, you have to stop, you're turning me on, making me crazy."

She paused, then held her sister's massive breasts in her hands and teasingly let the tip of her tongue dance gingerly off both her swelling nipples.

"Wow, look at those nipples grow."

Chantel felt a tear roll down her own cheek.

Cynthia saw it and was shocked as she gently brushed it away. "Why are you crying?"

"Because you're going to get us both into so much trouble. You're not going to stop until you make my cock bigger and then you are going to want it deep into your virgin pussy. And the very first time you have sex you are going to get knocked up. Before today is over you are going to be carrying a baby that you won't be able to get rid of. It will wreck your life but you won't listen. Why won't you listen?"

"It's not a must I'll get pregnant. You can pull out in time."

"I won't be able to, it will be far too sweet and I'll lose control. I already told you that."

Her tongue continued to lick her nipples until they were pulsating with rabid pleasure.

"They are really thick and long now," Cynthia whispered approvingly, before kneeling down, and eying her clone sister's swelling cock.

"Wow, it was only two inches a few minutes ago. Now it is six."

"Damn you, Cynthia. Please listen. You have to stop. You are driving me out of my mind. The ecstasy is getting unbearable. Dr. Wilson surely told you my sex drive will be ten times stronger than most people's once my cock starts to grow. I feel impossibly turned on already. Leave my cock alone before it is too late."

Cynthia ignored her pleas and stayed on her knees, eying the delicious cock as it now was thicker, and starting to pulsate wildly at half a foot in length. It was circumcised, and her tongue reached out to lick its cock head.

Pre-cum began to ooze out of the cum hole. Cynthia's tongue grew more ambitious, carefully licking the end of her cock as Chantel shivered with rabid delight.

The blond haired clone was out of her mind now with wild lust, panting as her impressive chest heaved up and down at the unrelenting turn on.

Cynthia now reached out and steadied her thighs, wrapping her lips around the cockhead and sucking feverishly.

Her cock thickened and glistened under the bright lighting as it grew unstoppably to one foot in length.

It thickened substantially as it grew longer and Chantel was in a panic, with sweat starting to plummet down her cheeks to the ground. She was wild with excitement. Cynthia had made her cross the line over to uncontrollable arousal and there would be no going back.

Cynthia sensed that her sister was reeling in full submission, and she removed her mouth from the now fourteen inch cock, gently coaxing her sister to sit on the love seat.

Chantel sat, her chest heaving up and down as her breathing was wild and her face beet red.

Cynthia carefully ran her tongue up and down along the growing shaft, teasing it unbearably until it finally reached its full two feet in length. It had a curve to it and was curving upright, not too far from Chantel's own lips. She was on fire, and began to suck her own cock, rolling her pink painted lips seductively up and down for a full six inches.

Chantel added to her pleasure, kissing her breasts and toying with her taut nipples until she was almost ready to pass out from the raging ecstasy.

Chantel then slipped out of her heels and pressed her left foot to the ground, anchoring herself. Next she raised her right foot and sat it onto the edge of the love seat.

Then she gently pried her sister's cock out of her sweet mouth and let the gigantic cock head press against her tiny virgin opening.

She picked up the bottle of lube sitting on the loveseat and poured it onto Chantel's massive cock, especially over the giant head. Then she let the cock head stretch her vaginal opening wide like a taut elastic band until it was ready to snap. Neither girl could believe how wide the cock head had swollen.

Now it was Chantel's turn to reach up and clasp her sister's smaller breasts, squeezing them so that an extra surge of pleasure would stun Cynthia's shivering and now sweat soaked body.

Cynthia lowered her pussy slowly, feeling the impossible stretch rub hard against her clitoris as it slid inside.

Virtual ecstasy thrilled her as she moved slowly up and down, moaning at the incredible heaven now overtaking both of them.

Cynthia kept the pumping up and down going for almost an hour, until she could hold out no longer. Her pussy was stretched to the absolute max, and her clitoris was ready to explode. She squealed as the vicious orgasm got set to take hold of her, tantalizing her senses to the point where she didn't even care that Chantel was also shivering with delight as the searing joy mounted, a sure sign the clone was also mere seconds away from orgasm.

As fate would have it, they were reaching climactic bliss at exactly the same time, with neither being able to pull out before it was too late.

"Can't you pullout?" Chantel begged her, hoping her sister could possibly jump off of her in time. But the bliss was mind boggling, and the only sound soon filling the room were the screeching groans of both women as they shivered with a heavenly pleasure that was far too intense for either to back away from.

A spider, dangling by a single thread, no longer had the patience to wait for a fly on the wall to buzz into his trap. The fly was too mesmerized by the seductive proceedings. The spider ascended on the strand of thread and receded back into the dark corner from whence it came. The insects knew what the two girls knew, and that was that neither of them was going to be able to stop making love to each other the whole night through. Cynthia's secret she male had become her secret husband, and no power on earth, not even her father, was ever going to change that.