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What is there to do!? Well, an accidental telepathic distress call to her mom, Queen Gooborg, she learns she could simply clone herself! Why didn't she think of this before? Of course, a simple cloning session turns into a fuck session. Selfcest? Maybe.\n\nOk, so I found this artist that makes amazing protogen hybrids, [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/user/gabzy]Gabzy on FA[/url] and I got to thinking. \"What would Ember look like a Protogen?\" So, I asked[url=https://www.furaffinity.net/user/simelkachan] Simelkachan on FA[/url], the one that made this lovely adopt to give it a go at it. They did a lovely job. You can see it [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56658712/]right here[/url]. This is the story to go along with it. I love the art, I really enjoy the story, and I think I'll try to write with Proto-Ember more often.\n\nAs always, share with your friends, drop a fave, and leave a comment.\n\nFor the PDF: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56658646/\n\n", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Ember has too much to do and not enough time in the day to do it! What is there to do!? Well, an accidental telepathic distress call to her mom, Queen Gooborg, she learns she could simply clone herself! Why didn't she think of this before? Of course, a simple cloning session turns into a fuck session. Selfcest? Maybe.

Ok, so I found this artist that makes amazing protogen hybrids, Gabzy on FA and I got to thinking. "What would Ember look like a Protogen?" So, I asked Simelkachan on FA, the one that made this lovely adopt to give it a go at it. They did a lovely job. You can see it right here. This is the story to go along with it. I love the art, I really enjoy the story, and I think I'll try to write with Proto-Ember more often.

As always, share with your friends, drop a fave, and leave a comment.

For the PDF: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/56658646/

", "writing": "Company of Two\n\n“Ugh! I can’t get anything done!” Ember sat at her desk, reviewing all the sticky notes she had attached to her monitor over the last month. It was the weekend, her time to get things done. Since she hadn’t gotten around for the day yet, so she was still nude. “Repaint the barn, go through the lesson plans, visit Grace at the factory.” She filtered through all the other sticky notes. “There’s just too many!” She threw them all into the air. They fluttered to the floor, the desk, and into her lap. “How am I possibly gonna get all this done? They’re been piling up, and I’ve been letting work take over.”\n\nEmber held her head in her hands, resting her elbows on the desk. “What the hell, why do I overwork myself?”\n\n“Indeed, why do you struggle where there is a simple solution?” Ember’s goo twitched, and she recognized that voice. \n\n“Mother?” She stood up. “Queen Vinyl, is that you?” She turned around, prepared to bow to her queen, but no one was there. \n\n“Despite how far my reach is, I'm afraid I'm not with you physically, only through a call. I could sense that you were feeling uneasy, my precious princess.” Her royal demure flowed with her voice.\n\n“But, how can you tell? I’m probably lightyears away.” Ember was spiraling around her office and trying in vain to find the source of the voice.\n\n“Such a silly princess... You are a gooborg, digitally connected to your entire species at all times, and you wonder how your mother can tell?\" The queen paused before chuckling. \"It seems you have dug yourself into a hole that you cannot solve alone. But not to worry, my dear, for there is a solution.”\n\n“What? Assimilate? Even drones can do that.” She couldn’t think of any practical thing that she could do that could solve this problem. She could breathe fire, but it wasn’t real fire. She could hypnotize people, but some drones could do that, too.\n\n“In a way...by making a clone, just like I do. Or a clone-drone, if you desire~” Her tone carried a hint of playfulness with it.\n“But, mother,” Ember had only one concern, “Won’t they become sentient and like…” She had seen all those cartoons and movies that deal with clones. “Try to become the only Ember?”\n\n“Oh, Ember... Don't tell me you believe all of that Terra Prima entertainment, do you? Surely you know better by now, don't you?\" The queen sighed, stating, \"Any clones that you create remain synchronized with you in every way. The clones' thoughts, memories, and personality are always identical to yours, and any new memories one of you creates, the other obtains immediately. And if you make a clone-drone...well, as a drone, they're programmed to obey the royal family~.”\n\n“So, how do I create a clone if I have no one to assimilate right now?” She had to admit that she’d been slacking on the assimilation front because of all these things she had to do, but maybe this would help.\n\n“Create yourself in your image from your own goo. Replicate yourself and form another you. Try it right now.” She made it sound so easy. “Focus deep inside yourself and try to split yourself.”\n\n“Yes, my Queen.”\n\nEmber thought about what she looked like. It had been at least two months since she had been gooborged; she must be able to visualize what she looked like. She closed her eyes and visualized it in her mind. Her goo started to ripple. She thought about her voluptuous breasts; of course, she’d think of those first, then her curvy figure. Her gooey physique started to warble without her noticing. She began to split as she envisioned her wings and tail. \n\nA third leg, clawed and muscular, popped out of her body, and it set foot on the floor. An arm followed suit. As did a wing! In seconds, Ember looked like a Cronenberg creature. “Just a little more.” She envisioned more of her body. Her snout with the former sharp teeth turned to goo. Her long, flowing shark tail that could become a whip of destruction. The extra goo that protruded from her body continued to extend. Most of the torso and the lower half were now completed. \n\n“Just a bit more.” Thinking about her own body felt vain. A nearly perfect vision of her body resided in her mind now. Saying she wasn’t aroused by what she saw would be a lie. Her arousal was obvious, as was shown by her erect penis, standing straight and rock solid. Her clone also sprouted a penis, quickly reaching the same girth and length. \n\nWithout ceremony, Ember was thrust to the floor. There were two loud thuds in the room, one after the other. Ember, shaken from her sudden fall, looked around the room for the source. “Oh my god…” Ember crawled on hands and knees to what she saw—a lump of purple goo with large wings and a shark tail. This person's hair was brown and down to the shoulder blades like hers. “Did I…” She reached out and dared to poke the being in front of her.\n\nA clawed hand grasped her finger. “What do ya think yer doing?” It was the gooey person in front of her. The southern drawl was unmistakable. “Wakin’ a girl from a nap. Ya’ better have a good reason.”\n\n“Ember, it’s me. Ember.” Original Ember shuffled to her knees and waited patiently for clone Ember to face her. “You’re me.”\n\n“Yeah, so what?” She also got to her knees and yawned. “It’s the middle of the day. Why am I so tired?”\n\n“Well, you were just born.” OG Ember stated bluntly. She couldn’t believe that she just made a clone of herself so quickly. If she had known it was this easy, she’d have made several to do all her chores and errands while she lived the easy life.\n\n“Don’t you dare go thinking that.” Clone Ember pointed an accusatory finger at her.\n\n“What?”\n\n“We don’t need more than two, maybe three Ember’s tops. Stick with two for now.” \n\nCould they share the same thoughts too? This would make hiding things impossible! “Do we really need to hide anything though?”\n\n“What do you mean?”\n\n“Well, I’m you.” OG Ember pointed to herself, “And you’re me—the same person. We have nothing to hide. It’s not like we’re gonna live separate lives.”\n\n“That is true. Why would we do that?”\n\n“Exactly.” Suddenly, Ember got a nefarious idea. “Say, me. You thinkin’,” but OG Ember was interrupted by Clone Ember.\n\n“Hell yeah, I am.” Clone Ember jumped onto OG Ember, and they started making out like it was a thing to do. Their tongues entwined; they embraced each other and relished the company of the one person who knew them best: Themselves.\n\n“You ever wonder what it would be like getting fucked by your dick?” OG Ember asked once they finished swapping spit. \n\n“Well, we can find out now.” Clone Ember bent over and showed her original her pussy. “Go ahead. I know you want to. Maybe we can trade after.”\n\n“You know me so well.” OG Ember said smugly as she began stroking her dick. She’d never seen this view of her body before. If she cloned herself properly, then this was what she looked like. This was what Grace saw every other night when they made love. “Here I come slut.”\n\n“Yeah, I’m a slut for myself.” Clone Ember teased, wiggling her butt. “Fuck me real hard, Ember. Drone me.”\n\nOG Ember fell to her knees behind Clone Ember. “Only if you’re naughty.” She thrust her dick inside of Clone Ember in one go, down to the base. Clone Ember screamed with delight. “Good thing Grace is at work, or she’d want a piece of us too.” She began pistoning her dick in and out of Clone Ember.\n\n“Yeah, what would Grace have to say about this?” Clone Ember flipped over with OG Ember’s dick still in her pussy. She began fondling her tits and pinching her nipples, not holding back any of her moans. OG Ember’s dick grew steadily harder, watching herself tease her nipples. “Oh, I knew you’d like that.” Clone Ember swelled her tits to ginormous size, looking like she had glued beachballs to her body. “I know you like 'em big.”\n\n“Ember,” OG Ember teased, you’re so naughty.” OG Ember stretched her neck and reached Clone Ember’s nipples. She knew goo would come out, and she knew better than anyone that she enjoyed it when her nipples were sucked. Clone Ember screamed in pleasure, the noise filling the room.\n\n“Oh god,” OG Ember said through the pleasure. “I…”\n\n“Cum inside me!” Clone Ember finished her thought. “Fill me, Ember!” She did just that. Her dick grew half an inch in thickness, and cum began pumping into her like a firehose. Clone Ember’s body began to inflate like a gooey balloon. “FUUUCK YEAH!”\n\n“Get cumflated, slut!” OG Ember grasped Clone Ember’s dick and stroked it while filling her. Clone Ember screamed even louder. She was getting too much stimulus, and OG Ember knew it. “I know we love this move.” She shot some goo through her palm onto her dick as she stroked. This only let her stroke faster. \n\n“NO, NO, NO! TOO MUCH!” Clone Ember was still being filled with cum, and the stimulus was overwhelming.\n\n“Too bad. I’m the original, and you listen to me.” OG Ember was about to slash any risk of a clone mutiny right now, not that Gooborg clones ever did. “You and I both know we’re switches. You are gonna be my exclusive sub whenever I want.”\n\n“What, about, fucking, you?” Clone Ember managed to say this through stimulus-induced panting. \n\n“If you earn it.” Ember knew herself better than anyone. This was just the promise she’d need to be a good little sub.\n\n“I’m taking up so much space!” It would have been too much cum for anyone else; Clone Ember had inflated to the size of five yoga balls combined. OG Ember had started filling as well with all the goo coming from Clone Ember’s tits. Her stomach looked nine months pregnant and continuously growing.\n\nOG Ember released her breath and looked around the room. Clone Ember had taken up so much room that she could only see the ceiling, her inflated stomach swallowing all the loose objects that dared impede its path to greatness. She looked at her clone, “You ok, Ember?” It felt odd calling her by name. It felt like she was talking to herself in the third person.\n\n“I’m all good.” She was panting but still responsive. “It’ll take more than that to get me.”\n\n“Ya, know. I just had a thought.”\n\n“I know ya did. I just had it, too.”\n\n“Let me finish.” Ember could tell that joke would get old fast. “How is Grace gonna tell us apart?”\n\n“Good question, Ember.” They both thought, OG Ember with her hand caressing her chin, while Clone Ember embraced her gigantic stomach, murmuring sensual things to herself. \n\n“You could take a different form. There’s gotta be something we can both agree on.” She found a diplomatic solution.\n\n“I mean, foxes are cute.” She sprouted fox ears to demonstrate her point.\n\n“We’re not going for cute. We’re trying to assimilate the planet here.”\n\nThey thought some more; Clone Ember gasped and extended her neck, maneuvering her head around her stomach to look at the original. “Wait. What race do we both know that’s intimidating but low-key sexy at the same time?”\n\n“Oh my god.” \n\nThey both looked at each other and responded, “Protogen!”\n\n“That’s flippin’ perfect!” OG Ember shouted, hands in the air. “Let’s workshop.”\n\nOver the course of a few hours, they morphed their bodies into several designs and shapes. They bounced ideas off each other, acting as each other’s mirror. “Nah, the visor’s too intimidating.” “You’re not a drone, you’re a clone.” “Hey, no having bigger tits than me!”\n\nFinally, they got it right. Clone Ember’s torso was covered with a black jumpsuit that went down to the knees while having open sides along the trunk. Her thighs, like a Protogen, were thicc and sexy. Arm gloves went from the wrists to the mid-bicep. The visor was jet black with a pink mouth and eyes resembling a Gooborg drone visor. The long flowing locks of brown hair remained unhindered by the visor. Gooborgs can simulate metal, so all the required metal parts for a Protogen were liquid metal created by the cybernetics inside the goo. Her wings, calves, and tail were the only things that remained pure goo. The liquid metal torso contained her dick, but it could quickly be released if the situation demanded. \n\n“IT’S ALIIIIIIVE!” Ember shouted to the ceiling.”\n\n“Stop it.” Clone Ember said, unimpressed with her joke. Her voice now sounded slightly robotic thanks to the liquid metal visor, which only added to the aesthetic. \n\n“Oh, shut it, Proto-Ember.”\n\n“Proto-Ember?” Her robotic voice asked.\n\n“I can’t just call you Ember, can I? I’ll confuse myself. Your name is Proto-Ember, Proto for short.” Proto-Ember looked at her with an unimpressed look. “What? Can you think of anything better?” There was a silence. “I thought not. Now, come on, we have errands to get done. If I can find the sticky notes under all this goo…”\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Company of Two

“Ugh! I can’t get anything done!” Ember sat at her desk, reviewing all the sticky notes she had attached to her monitor over the last month. It was the weekend, her time to get things done. Since she hadn’t gotten around for the day yet, so she was still nude. “Repaint the barn, go through the lesson plans, visit Grace at the factory.” She filtered through all the other sticky notes. “There’s just too many!” She threw them all into the air. They fluttered to the floor, the desk, and into her lap. “How am I possibly gonna get all this done? They’re been piling up, and I’ve been letting work take over.”

Ember held her head in her hands, resting her elbows on the desk. “What the hell, why do I overwork myself?”

“Indeed, why do you struggle where there is a simple solution?” Ember’s goo twitched, and she recognized that voice.

“Mother?” She stood up. “Queen Vinyl, is that you?” She turned around, prepared to bow to her queen, but no one was there.

“Despite how far my reach is, I'm afraid I'm not with you physically, only through a call. I could sense that you were feeling uneasy, my precious princess.” Her royal demure flowed with her voice.

“But, how can you tell? I’m probably lightyears away.” Ember was spiraling around her office and trying in vain to find the source of the voice.

“Such a silly princess... You are a gooborg, digitally connected to your entire species at all times, and you wonder how your mother can tell?" The queen paused before chuckling. "It seems you have dug yourself into a hole that you cannot solve alone. But not to worry, my dear, for there is a solution.”

“What? Assimilate? Even drones can do that.” She couldn’t think of any practical thing that she could do that could solve this problem. She could breathe fire, but it wasn’t real fire. She could hypnotize people, but some drones could do that, too.

“In a way...by making a clone, just like I do. Or a clone-drone, if you desire~” Her tone carried a hint of playfulness with it.
“But, mother,” Ember had only one concern, “Won’t they become sentient and like…” She had seen all those cartoons and movies that deal with clones. “Try to become the only Ember?”

“Oh, Ember... Don't tell me you believe all of that Terra Prima entertainment, do you? Surely you know better by now, don't you?" The queen sighed, stating, "Any clones that you create remain synchronized with you in every way. The clones' thoughts, memories, and personality are always identical to yours, and any new memories one of you creates, the other obtains immediately. And if you make a clone-drone...well, as a drone, they're programmed to obey the royal family~.”

“So, how do I create a clone if I have no one to assimilate right now?” She had to admit that she’d been slacking on the assimilation front because of all these things she had to do, but maybe this would help.

“Create yourself in your image from your own goo. Replicate yourself and form another you. Try it right now.” She made it sound so easy. “Focus deep inside yourself and try to split yourself.”

“Yes, my Queen.”

Ember thought about what she looked like. It had been at least two months since she had been gooborged; she must be able to visualize what she looked like. She closed her eyes and visualized it in her mind. Her goo started to ripple. She thought about her voluptuous breasts; of course, she’d think of those first, then her curvy figure. Her gooey physique started to warble without her noticing. She began to split as she envisioned her wings and tail.

A third leg, clawed and muscular, popped out of her body, and it set foot on the floor. An arm followed suit. As did a wing! In seconds, Ember looked like a Cronenberg creature. “Just a little more.” She envisioned more of her body. Her snout with the former sharp teeth turned to goo. Her long, flowing shark tail that could become a whip of destruction. The extra goo that protruded from her body continued to extend. Most of the torso and the lower half were now completed.

“Just a bit more.” Thinking about her own body felt vain. A nearly perfect vision of her body resided in her mind now. Saying she wasn’t aroused by what she saw would be a lie. Her arousal was obvious, as was shown by her erect penis, standing straight and rock solid. Her clone also sprouted a penis, quickly reaching the same girth and length.

Without ceremony, Ember was thrust to the floor. There were two loud thuds in the room, one after the other. Ember, shaken from her sudden fall, looked around the room for the source. “Oh my god…” Ember crawled on hands and knees to what she saw—a lump of purple goo with large wings and a shark tail. This person's hair was brown and down to the shoulder blades like hers. “Did I…” She reached out and dared to poke the being in front of her.

A clawed hand grasped her finger. “What do ya think yer doing?” It was the gooey person in front of her. The southern drawl was unmistakable. “Wakin’ a girl from a nap. Ya’ better have a good reason.”

“Ember, it’s me. Ember.” Original Ember shuffled to her knees and waited patiently for clone Ember to face her. “You’re me.”

“Yeah, so what?” She also got to her knees and yawned. “It’s the middle of the day. Why am I so tired?”

“Well, you were just born.” OG Ember stated bluntly. She couldn’t believe that she just made a clone of herself so quickly. If she had known it was this easy, she’d have made several to do all her chores and errands while she lived the easy life.

“Don’t you dare go thinking that.” Clone Ember pointed an accusatory finger at her.

“What?”

“We don’t need more than two, maybe three Ember’s tops. Stick with two for now.”

Could they share the same thoughts too? This would make hiding things impossible! “Do we really need to hide anything though?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I’m you.” OG Ember pointed to herself, “And you’re me—the same person. We have nothing to hide. It’s not like we’re gonna live separate lives.”

“That is true. Why would we do that?”

“Exactly.” Suddenly, Ember got a nefarious idea. “Say, me. You thinkin’,” but OG Ember was interrupted by Clone Ember.

“Hell yeah, I am.” Clone Ember jumped onto OG Ember, and they started making out like it was a thing to do. Their tongues entwined; they embraced each other and relished the company of the one person who knew them best: Themselves.

“You ever wonder what it would be like getting fucked by your dick?” OG Ember asked once they finished swapping spit.

“Well, we can find out now.” Clone Ember bent over and showed her original her pussy. “Go ahead. I know you want to. Maybe we can trade after.”

“You know me so well.” OG Ember said smugly as she began stroking her dick. She’d never seen this view of her body before. If she cloned herself properly, then this was what she looked like. This was what Grace saw every other night when they made love. “Here I come slut.”

“Yeah, I’m a slut for myself.” Clone Ember teased, wiggling her butt. “Fuck me real hard, Ember. Drone me.”

OG Ember fell to her knees behind Clone Ember. “Only if you’re naughty.” She thrust her dick inside of Clone Ember in one go, down to the base. Clone Ember screamed with delight. “Good thing Grace is at work, or she’d want a piece of us too.” She began pistoning her dick in and out of Clone Ember.

“Yeah, what would Grace have to say about this?” Clone Ember flipped over with OG Ember’s dick still in her pussy. She began fondling her tits and pinching her nipples, not holding back any of her moans. OG Ember’s dick grew steadily harder, watching herself tease her nipples. “Oh, I knew you’d like that.” Clone Ember swelled her tits to ginormous size, looking like she had glued beachballs to her body. “I know you like 'em big.”

“Ember,” OG Ember teased, you’re so naughty.” OG Ember stretched her neck and reached Clone Ember’s nipples. She knew goo would come out, and she knew better than anyone that she enjoyed it when her nipples were sucked. Clone Ember screamed in pleasure, the noise filling the room.

“Oh god,” OG Ember said through the pleasure. “I…”

“Cum inside me!” Clone Ember finished her thought. “Fill me, Ember!” She did just that. Her dick grew half an inch in thickness, and cum began pumping into her like a firehose. Clone Ember’s body began to inflate like a gooey balloon. “FUUUCK YEAH!”

“Get cumflated, slut!” OG Ember grasped Clone Ember’s dick and stroked it while filling her. Clone Ember screamed even louder. She was getting too much stimulus, and OG Ember knew it. “I know we love this move.” She shot some goo through her palm onto her dick as she stroked. This only let her stroke faster.

“NO, NO, NO! TOO MUCH!” Clone Ember was still being filled with cum, and the stimulus was overwhelming.

“Too bad. I’m the original, and you listen to me.” OG Ember was about to slash any risk of a clone mutiny right now, not that Gooborg clones ever did. “You and I both know we’re switches. You are gonna be my exclusive sub whenever I want.”

“What, about, fucking, you?” Clone Ember managed to say this through stimulus-induced panting.

“If you earn it.” Ember knew herself better than anyone. This was just the promise she’d need to be a good little sub.

“I’m taking up so much space!” It would have been too much cum for anyone else; Clone Ember had inflated to the size of five yoga balls combined. OG Ember had started filling as well with all the goo coming from Clone Ember’s tits. Her stomach looked nine months pregnant and continuously growing.

OG Ember released her breath and looked around the room. Clone Ember had taken up so much room that she could only see the ceiling, her inflated stomach swallowing all the loose objects that dared impede its path to greatness. She looked at her clone, “You ok, Ember?” It felt odd calling her by name. It felt like she was talking to herself in the third person.

“I’m all good.” She was panting but still responsive. “It’ll take more than that to get me.”

“Ya, know. I just had a thought.”

“I know ya did. I just had it, too.”

“Let me finish.” Ember could tell that joke would get old fast. “How is Grace gonna tell us apart?”

“Good question, Ember.” They both thought, OG Ember with her hand caressing her chin, while Clone Ember embraced her gigantic stomach, murmuring sensual things to herself.

“You could take a different form. There’s gotta be something we can both agree on.” She found a diplomatic solution.

“I mean, foxes are cute.” She sprouted fox ears to demonstrate her point.

“We’re not going for cute. We’re trying to assimilate the planet here.”

They thought some more; Clone Ember gasped and extended her neck, maneuvering her head around her stomach to look at the original. “Wait. What race do we both know that’s intimidating but low-key sexy at the same time?”

“Oh my god.”

They both looked at each other and responded, “Protogen!”

“That’s flippin’ perfect!” OG Ember shouted, hands in the air. “Let’s workshop.”

Over the course of a few hours, they morphed their bodies into several designs and shapes. They bounced ideas off each other, acting as each other’s mirror. “Nah, the visor’s too intimidating.” “You’re not a drone, you’re a clone.” “Hey, no having bigger tits than me!”

Finally, they got it right. Clone Ember’s torso was covered with a black jumpsuit that went down to the knees while having open sides along the trunk. Her thighs, like a Protogen, were thicc and sexy. Arm gloves went from the wrists to the mid-bicep. The visor was jet black with a pink mouth and eyes resembling a Gooborg drone visor. The long flowing locks of brown hair remained unhindered by the visor. Gooborgs can simulate metal, so all the required metal parts for a Protogen were liquid metal created by the cybernetics inside the goo. Her wings, calves, and tail were the only things that remained pure goo. The liquid metal torso contained her dick, but it could quickly be released if the situation demanded.

“IT’S ALIIIIIIVE!” Ember shouted to the ceiling.”

“Stop it.” Clone Ember said, unimpressed with her joke. Her voice now sounded slightly robotic thanks to the liquid metal visor, which only added to the aesthetic.

“Oh, shut it, Proto-Ember.”

“Proto-Ember?” Her robotic voice asked.

“I can’t just call you Ember, can I? I’ll confuse myself. Your name is Proto-Ember, Proto for short.” Proto-Ember looked at her with an unimpressed look. “What? Can you think of anything better?” There was a silence. “I thought not. Now, come on, we have errands to get done. If I can find the sticky notes under all this goo…”
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