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The month passed
with the guys spending time in the synth world. Mostly doing
things we couldn't do in real life, like running with them
through the forest hunting. Other times I spent with T
learning about his world.
Bahan was with us but not entirely. He was focused on being
a breeder.
Ron visited us once. He was shocked by what he saw. He was
also pissed he wasn't included. The brothers came by. I
think it was too much for them. I can't say I blame them.
The day of the delivery went smoothly. T cut the babies out
and took them away. He then introduced us to what he called
clones. There was one of Bahan and a number of me. T said
they had our memories but their own desires. My copies were
for all the fledgling wildmen.
I spoke with my copies and they looked forward to raising
the children with the help of T's resources. Bahan stayed in
the sphere with a female version of me.
When I had discussed with T about him, T had begun enlarging
the testicles on a copy of Bahan in a zero gravity room. By
our delivery date, the clone's testicles were the size of
two grown men.
I watched Bahan be prepared. T harvested the double's balls
and skillfully attached them to Bahan. His original set were
transferred to his unconscious clone. Other large organs
were connected to him to augment fluids of his reproduction
track.T woke him up once everything was finished.
"Come here." Bahan ordered me. "T say I will make with this
female -- she smells like you -- many strong warriors that
will protect the clans. I will be here long time giving
important milk to her. I don't like you going without it.
Kag's milk is not as good as mine. The three boys make weak
water. No better than piss. You visit me and take
nourishment of my waste." He said in my head and growled as
he turned toward the female.
He rubbed the tip of his cock against her. Before Bahan
fully slid up into her he turned back to me with a frown.
"Love Scott. Don't like you leaving here."
His frown softened into an oh once his cock penetrated her.
His massive testicles contracted. White fluid began
inflating thin skin sacks lining the sides of her stomach.
Bahan's clone beside me swayed a bit sharing his originals
experience through the head implant all of us have now.
I hope he's happy doing this and be okay.
Bahan's awake clone picked me up. Kag held in his arms two
baby boys we made. They were so cute and furry. Kag was
starting to get his hair back too. Bahan clone had his full
coat of hair.
"Don't drop me, big guy, while you spy on your original."
Oh, did he just roll his eyes at me?
T, all this poop stuff Bahan is talking about. Is it true,
it's not actually shit? It just seems really gross to me.
"It may look like his usual bowel movement but the smell is
very different and the taste is designed to be tolerable if
not enjoyable." T paused. "The tech of making body waste
editable was designed for prolonged secret military
operations several hundred years in your future."
Since Bahan is making such a big deal about it I'll do it
for him.
I watched Bahan's double as he carried me to the cabin. His
eyes were more present than when he was swaying a minute
ago.
"As Bahan gets
more acclimated to this breeding project he will be
inhabiting his clone more often. It will be noticeable when
he's in his clone."
Autumn arrived
while we were making babies. There were more Ts around the
homestead now. Occasionally I would see doppelgangers of
myself being followed by small herds of wildmen or wolfmen
juveniles, led from the spiral skyscraper to the forest or
out in the field chasing a glowing hover ball.
Tonight was soaking in the hot tub, celebrating being back
in the cabin and some normalcy.
Bahan 2 was beside me and Kag. The tip of his erect dick
head peeked out from the water surface. Since leaving the
birthing chamber, he's been insisting I swallow every time
he busts. He's been cumming a lot.
His eyes glazed over. I knew what was about to happen. Sure
enough, his arm came out of the water floundering, searching
for me. I gave him a break and leaned forward. His hand
found me, pulled me to his dick. Under the warm water I
grabbed his thick rock hard cock, put my mouth on his penis
head and the eighth time today he shot a big load in my
mouth.
The brothers must have been linked to Bahan because their
eyes went glazie, arms out searching for me to take their
loads like Bahan. I was impressed they had enough stamina to
wait their turn to cum.
I don't know why they have to always give me their nut but I
took them one at a time. The original Bahan was making his
double do it because he's a fucking control freak. It's not
good enough he's screwing 24/7 a female version of me. No,
he has to make sure I'm fully loaded with his 'superior'
seed. I bet the brothers would be upset to learn about
Bahan's thoughts concerning their cum.
I looked at Kag. He could
care less what Bahan thought.
"Rest," He said. Kag pulled me to his chest and kissed my
forehead. After our first mind link threesome, Kag's been
using his mouth to kiss instead of his nose.
A week had passed
since leaving Bahan. Bahan's clone, Kag and I were back to
check on him. His clone has been after us to see him. I
didn't feel up to it.
The birth chamber had changed a lot. It was no longer a
sphere but a hollow tower. Sunlight poured in creating
shafts of light and shadow from the ornately patterned
walls. Bahan and my female clone were close to the floor
floating. She was partially encased in a large grey
elliptical organic appearing machine, ribbed and smooth
fleshy tubing covered its soft-looking moist surface. From
the back of her, a massive cloud of embryonic sacks
weightlessly hovered over them. The smell of cinnamon was
thick.
What the hell. How many have they made so far?
T, what's this all about?
"Indeed what is all this? Simply put the technology we
select from various time periods is to create theater. Here
is a perfect example. Before you is in keeping with what
Bahan understands raised to the point of awe. Of course his
objectives could be easily accomplished in a blink of an eye
or perhaps two blinks but it is his experience that is of
importance here. This techno-drama achieves his desperate
need for legacy."
Not sure exactly what you mean T. I'm glad you're giving him
what he wants.
Closer to Bahan. He was just like how I left him. He was
somewhat reclined, his head back, cock planted in pussy. His
testicles looked like he was born with them. I couldn't see
any apparent areas they were surgically graphed to him. The
skin was loose and tight where a person expects it to be.
They were just enormous.
A stream of spunk ran down his ball sack and collected at
their base.
"He wanted you to have what was pushed out of the vagina," T
said. "It's been collecting since he began. It is preserved
to stay fresh until you decide if you want it or not."
Is there any vagina juice mixed with it?
"No, it has been isolated. Other than your aversion to it
Bahan considers anything other than his seminal fluid to be
inferior for his mate."
Damn, how did he get such a high opinion of himself?
I cupped a handful of the white cream. Did a test lick. Hmm,
it was different than his usual. It had a sweet candy taste.
"This is actually really good," I said
Bahan spread his legs slightly because of his huge balls and
positioned himself for what I knew would be next. "You
doubted?"
"No offense big guy," I replied.
"I give...," Bahan said. His speech heavily slurred and cut
off in mid-sentence.
Is he okay?
"Only distraction. It takes a great deal for him to focus on
anything other than his perpetual orgasm." T said. "His
physiology is very tough. However, we are
monitor him closely."
And so I had my first taste of Bahan's special K. Getting
past the gross factor it tasted exactly like brownies and
his cream made for the perfect icing. Kag and Bahan's clone
ate some but it was too sweet for them.