NOTE: This was another caption image set I decided to
reformat into a flashfic. This concept is based in the
Pandora ResearchFacility, where “you” have submitted yourself to a Cloning Experiment. You are
surprised when the researchers are able to create a fully functioning adult
female clone, who already has Sex Magic to boot, to which you are extremely
sensitive! For further study, they have the two of you staying together in a
special suite for observation. You aren’t allowed to leave for three whole months
while they study your interactions. Unfortunately, your clone is not exactly
the friendly sort.
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So, it’s been a week since they locked us in here. What
hurts more: the constant, unrelenting priapism, or the severe blue balls?
You know, believe it or not, I'm actually starting to feel a
little bit of pity for you. Just a little. When you signed up for this program,
you had no idea this was going to be the result. Hell, you only signed up
because it was the only way to get some money after you couldn't get a job,
thanks to Sex Magic making it nearly impossible for men to get any job above
minimum wage grunt labor.
So, I guess I can't blame you for being, well, you. Still, I
really don't like you very much. You're such a complete and total loser. But I
guess you're finally growing on me some. Or, well, I've come to terms with
being your clone. So, I guess today, I'll give you a treat.
I'm going to go to the other side of the room, so my Arousal
Aura doesn't hit you quite so hard. And I'm going to let you masturbate for a
while. You still won't be able to orgasm, I'll still get to feel all your
climaxes instead, but this way you get to play with yourself like I know you've
been dying to.
What? You'd like to have a break from the sex torture instead?
I'm afraid that's just not going to happen. I'm still way too fucking bitter
about this situation, and I need to take it out on somebody. It'll be funnier
to make you do the work this time, is all. So go on, get stroking. Try not to
cry for once.
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Pffft. Look at you. Shaking like a leaf, barely able to stay
on your hands and knees just from being near me. Your balls so tightly swollen,
your cock so hard it's actually vibrating with tension. Hurts a lot, doesn’t
it? To be so aroused your penis just wants to rip itself right off your body, just
to reach my pussy.
How fucking pathetic. I can't believe I'm your clone.
Shouldn't you feel ashamed, perving over me like that? It's like wanting to
fuck youself!
Well, my creator did say there might be some unusual side
effects to my contracting the Sex Magic. Like you would be extremely sensitive
to my presence. I guess it must be true. I'm not even deliberately radiating
arousal or anything, but you're acting like I'm hitting you with a full blast
of my Magic. Let's see what happens if I do deliberately send out a bit of my Aura—
Wow! I'm generating at the lowest possible "setting" and you're
thrashing like a madman!
I suppose I should stop, but the truth is, I actually kind
of hate you. I mean, really,
I'm supposed
to be
your clone? Don't insult me!
Clearly, I'm the superior one of us. So, I think I'll just crank up the heat
until you die from the overload. Don't worry. I'll build up real slow, to draw
out your final moments.
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Ah, you're awake. Finally. So, I was thinking about it, and
I guess I won't kill you after all. The scientists who made me won't let me
leave, and I need something to do to alleviate my boredom. Plus, they want to
see if there are any more strange effects between us, with the whole clone
thing and all.
Fortunately, the healing power of the Sex Magic made it easy
enough to recover you. Man, you should have seen it; I was still only using a
low broadcast of my Magic, and your brain was already fried like an egg. Your
penis was actually vibrating like it was in a paint shaker. I bet it still
hurts, huh?
Well, you'll just have to get used to it, I can't seem to do
anything about my presence affecting you like it does. I guess if we could get
some real distance between us, but the scientists won't let us leave the suite.
Doesn't really matter anyway, because listening to your penis buzzing away like
a jet engine has been getting to me. I’ve been putting it off, but I can’t
resist it any longer: I’m horny as all fuck!
So, I'm gunna fuck you. Don't think for a minute that I
would do so if they let me have anyone else! I'm just horny, and I want to ride
some nice, hard, vibrating cock. Plus, the scientists want to see what will
happen if I physically touch you. Ready? No?
Good. Personally, I'm hoping it hurts like hell!
-----
Rise and shine, wuss boy! If you're wondering what happened,
well, as
soon as my skin
touched your penis, it was like I was channeling my Arousal Aura at you like
before, only on a much higher setting. And then right when your penis touched my
pussy lips, you flat out died from the overload. It took three medics to revive
you!
So, they let me fuck some other guy, a volunteer, and he was
alright. Didn't even black out or anything, But his balls were bluer than the
ocean when I was finally done with
him. You on the other
hand, they discovered a couple more interesting things. They tried to make you
cum, but it didn't work. However, you don't have an actual block on you. It
turns out every
orgasm you're about to have transfers to me instead. But every time
I have an orgasm, it edges you, making
your blue balls even worse!
I think it's pretty hilarious, but the staff is fascinated.
They're going to send in a few more guys for me to fuck while you watch. They
want you to masturbate while you do.
Don't give me that look, wuss boy, those are the orders
we've been given. We're still on observation here, due to the contract
you signed, so we have to comply with
their tests. I
don't mind doing it.
Especially if it causes you pain, and me pleasure. So, get on your knees and
start stroking. May as well get a head start, right?
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God, I am bored out of my skull! Aren't you? It’s been six
weeks, and the only thing I can do to pass the time is torture your stupid penis!
I've lost track of the number of times I've all but killed
you with Sex Magic. At least you're finally starting to toughen up. I can
actually fuck you for a couple minutes before your body shuts down from sensation
overload.
Still haven't been able to cum, though, huh? No matter what
I or anyone else does. I think your orgasms really are permanently sealed. I
think that's awesome! A wuss boy loser like you doesn't deserve to orgasm ever
again. Or enjoy the touch of a woman. In fact, if yours wasn't the only cock
they'd let me play with, I wouldn't give yours the time of day!
God, just thinking about that pisses me off! Come over here
and get on your knees. You're going to eat me out while I give you a Hard Attack
so intense, you'll want to die just to escape the pain! Having a penis sure
does suck in a Sex Mage World, doesn't it? Well, tough shit. If I hear one
single complaint from you...
Well. I'll just have to think of something I haven't tried
yet. Think you can be a man and tough it out for once, or am I going to make
you regret having a penis again? Pffft, why do I bother asking? Look at you,
you're already whimpering and shaking like a little bitch! Just try to keep
your tongue steady at least, huh?
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