Your Mad Scientist Husband Clones Himself To Spit Roast You

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My darling wife, come in, come in. Take a seat. No, no, I'm not going to tell you what I've been working on until you take a seat.

Yes, you're quite safe without a mask. The Anthrax is in the fridge. So, you sitting comfortably? I've already outdone myself this time.

I have. Do you remember when we were in bed? This was a few months ago now.

You made a passing comment. I think it was a joke, but I didn't take it as one. Because the kind of semi-glazed overlook in your eyes while you were saying it was, well, enough that I haven't really thought about anything else in weeks.

Anyway, yes, yes, you said, I wish you would invent a cloning machine so that there could be two of me and both of us could fuck you at the same time. No, no, no, well, that's where you're wrong. I've done it, darling.

I've stuck my middle finger up at our creator. And broken all of the rules. And this right here is the machine I'm going to use.

What do you mean, is it safe? How would I know that? I haven't used it yet.

Look, you know that I'm really clever and I'm not going to go blowing myself up. So stay behind the blast shielding and let me pull this lever. Look upon my works, ye mighty, and despair! Oh.

What? Would you look at that? There's two of us.

Two me's. That is fucking fantastic. Hey, get over here.

Yeah, come on, don't be shy. Look at you. You don't know where to look, do you? Which one of us is the real one? Both of us, darling.

You see, we could have grown a conventional clone of myself in a test tube for an accelerated period of growth. But that me wouldn't really be me. It would just have the same genetic makeup.

It wouldn't have my personality, my memories, my thoughts. In fact, suddenly aging a human fetus to full grown would result in an adult body with the mind of a newborn infant. Really unable to conceptualize anything, let alone consent.

And what we have here is more of a physics solution than a biological one. But enough about us. Look at you, darling.

She's practically trembling, isn't she? Yeah. Are you thinking what I'm thinking? I mean, almost certainly the answer to that question is yes.

As you know. On your knees. So obedient, so eager.

She really is, isn't she? Now I want you to suck my cock. Oh.

Yeah, let's not fight. You're right. Jealousy and fighting are really the main things that undermine any human cloning process.

Also a staple of any science fiction containing clones. Ah, how do we. ..

What to do, what to do. Ah! Rock, paper, scissors for our mouths.

Best out of three? You read our mind. I like what you did there.

Wait, wait, there's a. .. There's a solution.

You're not seeing it. Oh, I just got it. Darling, darling.

Do you reckon we could fit both in at the same time? Oh, well, let's try it. I'm touching cocks with myself, touching cocks with myself.

There we go, there we go. Yeah, you can take it. Fuck, yeah, that's it.

Now I want to force a head down on it. Yeah, absolutely I will. Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

Yes, yes, yes. You're so fucking good. I want to stick it in.

I want to come. Fine, we'll rock, paper, scissors for this. No best out of three, though.

Rock, paper, scissors, shoot. Hey! Oh, it's fine, darling.

You keep sucking his cock. Oh, darling. Oh, I get around here.

That's it, get up on your feet, bent over, and sit with your mouth scarped level. Oh, fuck. Oh, yeah, keep fucking gagging on it like that.

You're so fucking good. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

You're sucking, slurping for me. Oh, yeah, that's it, that's it. It'll take your weight off.

Don't worry, you can just beat around the bush. You're fucking swallowing it. Oh, my God.

Oh, fuck. Oh, my God. Oh, fuck.

Oh, yeah. Like this, boy. Use your throat.

You're so fucking good. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck you.

Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you.

Oh, my God. You're so fucking good. Use this all the time.

You're not going to want to go back to that. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

You're getting close. Fuck. You're getting fucking close for us.

Fucking feel you're getting close for me. Fuck. Oh, fuck.

You're fighting. You're killing me. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, heese. Oh, my God.

Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. I'm going to empty myself.

I'm going to shoot my barrel down. Oh, my God. Oh, he urghed you up.

He urghed you up from behind. He's going to fucking jump. Oh, my God.

Are you going to come for us? We're going to come for us. That's it.

That's it. Hook and come. Hook and come, people.

We're going to come for us. Come for us. Come for us now.

Come for us now. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck, yeah.

Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Swallow it all.

Swallow it all. Oh, fuck. Okay, come on, come on, come on.

He got a hold up between us. He got a hold up between us. It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay. It's okay. Grapple him.

You're safe. You're okay. You're such a good job-taking asshole.

Make you safe. Don't worry. Don't worry.

Grapple him. Don't worry. You're okay.

Don't worry. Don't worry. Oh, my God.

Oh, fuck. Oh, oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.

Oh, fuck. You're such a good job-taking asshole. In about ten minutes, the machine will wear off.

Then I'm afraid you'll have only one husband again. I mean, I can try and modify it for longer spells. If you really enjoyed yourself.

Yeah, we can. We can do that. Completely welcomed.

You are so fucking good for us. You are. You are, you are.

You are so fucking good for us. You are. You are.

You are. You are so fucking good for us. You are.