Thread: Engineering his revenge Lime & Flassche

Jesus Christ.. if these things are more affordable the human race would surely be instinct He grinned as he pulled on the spandex tank top, pulling it close to his member, as he cleaned himself off with the fabric. He took a few minutes to catch his breath, his eyes never leaving her perfect face. A quick inspection was made to his new toy as he noticed the wetness between her legs, her nipples standing up, even a single tear ran down her cheek. Enjoyed the ride did we?, well get used to it He flicked her nipple one last time before he left her. Her form was exposed as the shorts where pulled down, and her seamen stained tank top was pulled upwards. The smell of his tick fertile semen filled the room. Day 3 The entire night he had left his toy alone. Spending most of his time in his cabin. It would take some getting used to sleeping in 0,8G. This morning he had worked out for half an hour and gotten a quick bite. He needed to concentrate. Todays work would take him to the upper deck, he would consult charts and make alterations how he would see fit. It was not a tough job, but it would keep him from going below deck. For most of the morning he had spent typing an small report about his experiences so far. He had listed his current health and given a progress report. When he was done he had downloaded a manual concerning his silent companion. He had to blink a few times when he noticed he had a Third generation clone. He began to read it the first few chapters from top to bottom. Most where about maintenance. Things that stood out where Does not require the same amount of food and The digestive system is calibrated to once a week He smiled as he realised this would decrease the maintenance and upkeep dramatically. He liked having her around, but he did not want to play nurse. He studied the notes on her internal organs and was surprised of the complexity. Apparently most of the waste in her stomach would be recycled to almost nothing was left, and combined with a special diet would lower this even further. When he decided he had spent enough hours at work, he went downstairs again. His sweaty brow was more than enough to convince he needed a shower. He started to undress and began making his way towards his cabin. When he walked past the repair facility he spotted the clone. Still strapped to the chair, her form half exposed. Feeling a rush of playfulness mixed with hormones coursing through his veins, he decided to test her out. He neared her still form and placed his hands against her knees. Lets take a closer look Slowly spreading her legs revealed an interesting yet welcoming sight. The skin around her gender was as smooth as he had ever seen. Not even the slightest hint of growth could be seen. And the form of her sex was even stranger. Her inner lips were small, tiny even. They almost seemed connected to each other. A closer look revealed small bumps here and there. They seemed to be made of the same tissue as her clitoris. Her outer lips where small but large enough to cover her delicate folds. Lance gulped as he stared at the small and almost fragile sex. His warm breath flowing against her folds. How would she taste? He thought to himself as he moved closer. When his tongue gently licked her clitoris he was startled. Her entire body tensed up and the entire area suddenly got wetter as the seconds passed. The young and slightly inexperienced male stood there in disbelief. When he finally got his wits back, he began to lick again. Each time he licked her, he would be rewarded by the now familiar convulsing of her muscles. Against her violent spasms the boy began to fight back. Each movement on her account would be countered by a more violent twist of the tongue by him. Taking her clit in his mouth and gently sucking the tissue inside his mouth proved even better. Her warm and delicious fluid swirled around his mouth. He loved her taste. It was hard to link it to a type of taste, as it was in a league of its own. Her scent was almost like a bitch in heat, overwhelming to the senses. All these experiences almost drove the boy mad. He had read about the Mark IIIa being more sensitive around certain areas, but the designers had certainly outdone them selfs on this pearl. After only two minutes the clone started to spasm more violently than before. The increase of fluids was almost unreal, as the boy had to gulp down several loads to stop himself from drowning. He moved slightly backwards as he noticed something weird. Her Labia minora and vagina where making pulling movements, sucking even. The whole scene was overwhelming to the boy. He had heard of certain female animals with the same ability, but a human was something that was unheard of. The boy began to lick her one last time as he inhaled her scent and tasted her one last time. He noticed her body reacting to his touch like a bitch in heat. He knew the clone was close to coming again. Feeling a bit sadistically, he decided to leave her in that state. He stepped backwards and moved towards his cabin again. A nice shower would do just the trick in relieving some stress. Fantasies of spending his money where already on his mind. The boys future was bright. Only seventeen years old, the young man was the youngest and most gifted one in his field. Combined with his connections with Edwards would open doors most people would never dream of achieving. Feeling the warm water run down his skin soothed the young man.