Clone Stories

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My First Night of Submission

by pupwild on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

I woke up to the darkness of midnight. It was quite in the bedroom where I lay. I could hear the soft sounds of the crickets in the woods far off. I went to roll over to check the digital clock on the nightstand to my left. To my utter surprise my right arm was constricted inhibiting me from rolling on my side. I panicked and attempted to reach over and undo...

Spider + Cat + Redhead Ch. 04

by Zev95 on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Earth-617 The Jackal was dead to begin with. It'd been easy. Kaine had sent Sasha in, Jackal letting her in, asking her if she needed another copy of her husband or maybe some tea with extra rohypnol, and Kaine had crept up behind him and broken his neck. A little anticlimactic, really. "And I'd thought you'd gotten soft," Sasha said, checking the kill....

Barbie and Ken, a Modern Love Story Ch. 02

by dourdan on Feb 10, 2020
Romance

Hi guys, I'm back, still alive. I'd somehow managed to fall asleep in my husband's arms, cuddled next to him, in his ICU bed. After a comfortable few hours of much needed rest, I awoke to the sound of rattling, knocking, only it wasn't coming from the locked door. "Knock, bang, clank, bang," the noise was coming from the opposite wall. "Screech." The large...

Lavender Pt. 05

by PrevertOne on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The nanobots relayed the message: *alteration complete**conversion successful*. It was good news; time was running out. The Process exacerbated the Alien's internal injuries. His hearts were failing, death was imminent. The small machines had converted the biped into a genetic factory. Her body would grow his clone while the contents of the diplomatic pack...

Clone Him Or Kill Him

by Wantu2wantme on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

You throw me on the bed and tear off my panties. I try to grab at your belt and kiss you but you push me back down, grab my legs and pull me to the end of the bed. Spreading my legs wide, you slide your palms up to the inner junction of my thighs. You use your thumbs to spread my silky lower lips apart while you inhale my scent and imagine how sweet I'm goin...

The Day my Clones Arrived!

by Switchcraft on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

A submissive neural implant makes no distinction between pleasure and pain it just receives impulses directly from the spine and transmits them to the dominant unit. A dominant unit can receive signals from more than one submissive unit which are then relayed directly into the brain of the dominant unit host. An interesting side effect of using neural relay...

Gray Jedi Ch. 01

by auguy86 on Sep 19, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Greetings, readers! I had so much fun writing my recent Star Wars story, "Of Scavengers and Smugglers," that I decided to start up another. This one I plan to be a longer-running series. Just how long, I'm not certain yet. At least as long as ideas keep flowing, I suppose. Anyway, this story starts with the immediate aftermath of Anakin Skywalker's betrayal...

The Price of Safety

by guy_sas on Mar 3, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Goblins weren't like other races, they weren't sculpted by the gods but instead were crafted by dark wizards. They subjugated the largest band of amazonian orc warriors, and got to work, working in bits and pieces of all the natural races. They were defined by the short stature taken from the dwarves, the long ears of elves, the green skin and tusks from orc...

Healing Matthew

by seriouswriter12 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Walking inside the room, Joan immediately smelled the foul odor of cigarette smoke, vomit and oh yeah, sex all over the place. Yeech. Wrinkling her nose in distaste, she approached the bed just in time to see a naked blond emerge under the sheets. "Come on handsome,let's fuck some more." Who obviously didn't notice her standing just a few feet away. "Giv...

Naked and Wet in the Pounding Surf

by buck_maelstrom on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

She flew out of winter into summer. The February air in New York had been cold and dry, so the warm, tropical air was a striking contrast as Kathleen Canon walked out of the airport. It was not her first visit, and she had made arrangements to board the puddle-jumper, thus avoiding the jarring hour-long ride through the poverty-stricken towns. Seated on th...