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Auto-Genesis Pt. 01

By: nightshadow



Author's note: The universe/world this story is set in was not of my own invention. It was originally created by an author known as "cuteycindyhoney" on another website dedicated to Futanari erotica. For those who don't know, futanari (also known as "futa") are fully-formed hermaphrodites. I initially wrote this story as part of a contest, with CCH's permission to use her universe with the provision that I create unique characters. Since then, I've been slowly working on a Part 2 for this, which I will post soon.

I KNOW that there are some biologically impossible things in this story. If that's a turn-off for you, then please feel free to back away and go read something else. This is pure fantasy and sci-fi that is meant to play on the imagination and has absolutely nothing to do with reality. It's supposed to be FUN and if you can't have fun with sexual themes then, really, what's the fucking point, right? So sit back, turn off your inner biologist/scientist/skeptic and please ENJOY this decidedly weird romp! 

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Auto-Genesis, Part 1: Shawna and Eve

Ever since the Dryden Disaster, life on Earth hasn't been the same. Billions of women went to sleep one day feeling like they had a bad cold and woke up the next day feeling much better and very different- they'd all grown penises literally overnight, while they were sleeping. Of course, these women didn't all change on the SAME day, but each woman who was affected told the same story- went to sleep normal, woke up with a massive penis. At any rate, these new appendages were far superior to anything a human male could possess. These phalluses were longer, thicker and the seed they produced was infinitely more virile- a single drop was certain to impregnate a woman. These changed women were healthier, stronger and longer-lived than anyone could have imagined. And their offspring proved to be every bit as enhanced and endowed as their progenitors. Eventually, such endowed women were commonly referred to as "futanari", which is a Japanese word that basically means hermaphrodite.

This magnificent change in the world was brought on by a virus that had been created by a Doctor Mary Ellen Dryden. She was a highly gifted geneticist who was, at the time, working on a way to virally immunize Humanity against all forms of disease and sickness. She was also, as far as history can ascertain, the first real human futa and, as such, lived in loneliness. She didn't really fit in anywhere and had to keep her dual-sexed nature a secret. She was so lonely, in fact, that when she created her wonder-virus that would save Humanity, she keyed into it pieces of her own DNA. Her intent was to have other human beings who were genetically predisposed to sharing her genetic code catch the virus and become like her. She'd made a mistake, however, and what she thought would affect only a handful of people on the planet ended up affecting 100% of the Human female population- those who didn't grow cocks of their own had inherited, via the virus, an elasticity in their bodies which would allow them to accommodate the massive futanari phalluses. This mistake came to be known as the "Dryden Disaster." Despite the best efforts of every qualified scientist on Earth, there could be no cure; the damage was done. Humanity was healthy, but it came at a cost.

Men soon became obsolete as the generations wore on with more and more futanari being born and fewer males. By the year 2230, no males were being born at all and the men of the Human Race became extinct. Futa women now carried on the species. "Mono" women were still being born, but their numbers, too, were dwindling as years wore on. It was a foregone conclusion that, eventually, the dual-sexed futanari humans would be the only representatives left of our species.

With such a fundamental shift in social and sexual mores across the globe, nothing could be expected to stay static. Sex became such a pervasive and integral part of everyone's daily lives that very little was considered "off limits." Young futa getting pregnant by their own sires or impregnating their own mothers, sisters marrying each other, midday siestas meant solely for fucking as a way to relieve sexual tension... things that would have sent any average person from a mere hundred years earlier into apoplectic fits were now considered so normal that no one could imagine living any other way. Families were tighter and the bonds between them were stronger than ever before, due largely to the fact that sexual taboos had all but disappeared.

But not all of them. Or, rather, some NEW sexual taboos had been created. One in particular: self-impregnation. Futanari were able to impregnate themselves with incredible ease. Most who suffered this indignity would do so accidentally, usually during masturbation sessions wherein semen got inadvertently introduced to the vagina, either by careless fingers or errant shots of extremely potent cum being shot in unexpected directions. Sometimes, and there were only a handful of these cases, the use of portals came into play- some futa, most of them very young, actually used these micro-transport devices to have sex with themselves and lost control of their faculties at the wrong moments. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on your perspective), futa sperm is considerably more potent than normal semen from a human male and futa ovum are also considerably more susceptible to insemination. It's a true miracle that auto-insemination doesn't occur more frequently, considering how prone a futa is to procreation. Nevertheless, self-impregnation is generally considered a true failure of common sense amongst most people in the world these days. If you somehow managed to get yourself pregnant with your own sperm, then surely you aren't bright enough to get along in the world- that's the subtext of the ridicule that greets virtually all futa who knock themselves up. Of course that's not always true, and most people recognize that on an intellectual level, but people being people, ridicule often has very little to do with logic.

Doctor Shawna Stiles, a brilliant geneticist and inventor, was the recipient of such ridicule. When she was merely 18 years old, while masturbating feverishly in her bathroom before going to bed one night, young Shawna had made the mistake of closing her eyes during her orgasm. She knew she shouldn't have; she knew the consequences of carelessness, but the feelings she had at the time were so intense, erotic daydreams featuring herself and her incredibly well-hung mother, that she couldn't help herself. Just as her large, 19-inch crotch cannon started to fire off its virile load, 18-year-old Shawna, the class president and straight-A student, closed her eyes and succumbed to the bliss exploding within her loins. It only took a moment, a mere 60 seconds, for the damage to be done. She didn't notice until it was far too late, when she opened her eyes after her particularly exquisite cum jamboree, that some of her sperm had shot straight up into the air while she was thrusting her hips uncontrollably, the cum had arced high as her hips tilted at just the right angle, and that cum had fallen down, its trajectory as true as a lawn dart's, right into the opening of her spasming pussy. She had been so enraptured by her orgasmic conflagration that Shawna hadn't even felt it when her own sperm-ridden seed had fallen right smack-dab into her pussy. Truly, it was a million-to-one shot and never to be repeated, but when she opened her eyes and felt the unexpected warmth tingling at the entrance to her pussy, when she looked down to see what was the matter, she was simply struck dumb by what she saw: a gigantic, greasy glob of her own seed pooled around her pink pussy lips. That futanari breed true is a well-known fact and Shawna knew, at that very instant, that she'd shot herself down and there was no stopping the freight train that was headed her way.

Shame! Ridicule! Jokes! She endured them all, never liking it but always using it to drive her ambitions harder. She gave birth to her daughter Eve, also a futa (no big surprise there!), while she was on Christmas break, so she didn't miss any school. Her mother, bless her, had been kind enough to help support her and baby Eve by staying at home to take care of the baby while Shawna continued her studies and got her education. Every jibe and barb she suffered at the hands of her fellow classmates only inspired Shawna to push harder and study longer than everyone else. Her efforts allowed her to graduate top of her class, get into a spectacular college and take the world by storm with her brightness and innovation. While high school had been hell for her to endure, hardly anyone at her college seemed to inquire or even give a damn that she'd gotten herself pregnant. In the field of genetics and micro-electronics, such details about a person's life were perfunctory and useless. Most people responded to the news with irritation rather than scorn, often saying, "Okay. So what?"

Shawna rocketed through college and earned her double-doctorate in genetics and micro-engineering by the time she was 32. Her daughter Eve, now 18, was a true vision of beauty, as far as Shawna was concerned. Of course, that Eve was practically a clone of Shawna, with only the slightest of differences, probably accounted for Shawna's assessment, but in terms of personality they were very different indeed. Shawna had done her outright best to raise her daughter well. She'd taught the young girl everything she'd need to know about life and then some and Eve had soaked it all right up. The girl was smart, insightful, beautiful and every bit as dedicated to her studies as Shawna had been at that age. But where Shawna had been quiet and withdrawn, mostly due to the ribbing she got from her peers about getting herself pregnant, Eve was outgoing and engaging, even though she was still just as much of a homebody as her mother was. Shawna didn't know for certain if her daughter was dating yet, but she wouldn't be surprised if she was. Not surprised, but perhaps a little jealous by the idea of it. And she'd be jealous of Eve, not of any of the girl's suitors. Eve was, for all intents and purposes, what Shawna would and should have been if not for the accidental pregnancy. She loved her daughter dearly, but Shawna always held just the tiniest bit of resentment that Eve was enjoying the life that Shawna had always wanted but never could have. She kept that resentment hidden deep within herself, never letting it out or examining it or letting it affect the relationship she had with her daughter, who all but worshipped the ground that Shawna walked on, but it was always there, quiet and simmering.

Shawna, after she'd gotten out of college, was immediately picked up by the Cake Is A Lie corporation. Their Independent Sciences division had all but tripped over themselves to hire Shawna almost as she was coming off the stage at her graduation ceremony. They'd offered her a package deal that no one could turn down- astronomical pay, open-ended hours, little oversight, her own home lab, access to R&D and an insurance package that fell just shy of guaranteeing eternal life. All of her hard work and driven determination through school had finally paid off in a big, big way, and Shawna couldn't have felt more grateful. Her new home was paid for by the company as a sort of graduation "gift" and they'd spared no expense in making it a truly awesome home of the future. And the only thing that CIALIS (Cake Is A Lie, Independent Sciences) wanted her to do? Put all of her training and education to work by coming up with anything that might make life for all futanari better.

It was a tall order for Shawna to fill! With Futa-Pause and portals, Shawna was stumped as to how she could help to improve the lives of futa everywhere. Those two products alone enabled futanari to fuck themselves senseless without the risk of self-impregnation. Oh, sure, it still happened every once in awhile- there was a case she'd heard of where a young futa had fastened portals to a mannequin, rode the mannequin like a mad lover and subsequently gotten herself pregnant because she'd rolled over unexpectedly- but the rates of self-impregnation were down by a wide margin from when she was a young girl. CIALIS had given her a lot on the long-shot hope that she could somehow, some way, and sometime soon, figure out how to make those rates drop down to flat zero. The first two years working there, Shawna spent learning everything she could about how portals worked. And when she wasn't doing that, she spent the rest of her time trying to better understand the futa reproductive process on a genetic level. By the third year at CIALIS she announced to her superiors that she'd finally had a brain storm and that she may soon have a working prototype of a device that, as requested, might change the world once again for all futa-kind.

Shawna was at home, working on some designs for an embryonic cryo-stasis chamber, when she heard her daughter cry out in alarm. Shawna dropped what she was doing, her pulse quickening as she ran out of her lab and up the stairs. The last time she'd heard that kind of desperation in someone's voice was when she'd... but, no! That couldn't happen! She'd taught Eve better! She got upstairs and followed the sounds of sobbing to her daughter's bathroom door as a sense of dread filled her very being. She tapped gently on the door. "Eve, baby? Are you okay?"

There was a pause from behind the door and then an uncertain, muffled, "...no."

Shawna placed her hand on the doorknob. "Can I come in, baby? Do you need my help?"

Again, there was another pause. "...I think you'd better, Mom."

Shawna opened the door and, as it slid open, she could see her fears being made manifest, as though she was looking into her own past from a different perspective. Before she could even see her daughter, she saw the evidence of disaster. Cum was everywhere on the bathroom floor. Some of it, she noticed with surprise, actually dripped with loud splats on the linoleum tiles, but she couldn't identify where it was dripping from. As the door continued to reveal the devastation inside her daughter's bathroom, Shawna felt her heart begin to beat forcefully within her generous bosom. Finally the door was all the way open and revealed her daughter, who was stark naked. Eve sat on the bathroom floor, her legs spread and feet tucked beneath her ass, and tears of panic ran down her face. The young futa girl looked up at her mother with pleading eyes, but was silent. There was nothing to be said, as the scene spoke for itself. As much cum as might have been sprayed around the bathroom, young Eve was thoroughly coated in her own spunk and some of it had clearly gotten into her own pussy. The white fluid dripped off the futa girl's baby-smooth, shaven vulva in large, thick droplets and the stiff nipples of Eve's large breasts also dripped of the pearly-white stuff.

Shawna's eyes were simply transfixed on her daughter's cum-drenched body in a mixture of pride and horror. Prideful because ANY futanari woman would be overjoyed to be able to produce such a copious amount of seed, and horrified because that very seed might be getting her daughter pregnant that very instant. Just a drop will do, and boy will it do in spades! No creature on Earth was as fertile nor as virile as a futanari in heat, especially a young one in the throes of puberty!

"Ooooh, baby," Shawna groaned with dread, "What did you DO?"

Eve's words came out in a panicked rush, but every syllable was perfectly coherent, which was a trademark of the teenaged futa. Her mastery of the English language, even at such a young age, had earned her high praise from all of her teachers with good reason: Eve could talk like a sea-worn sailor one moment and then switch to perfect grammar in the next, making it all sound lyrical and poetic if and when she wanted to. "I lost control, Mom! I didn't mean to, but I did! I took the Futa-Pause like I do every week, but it's Friday now and I have the whole weekend to cut loose and it's been an especially rough week with some new girls at school who are unbelievably hot and I've been having fantasies like crazy, but with the Futa-Pause in my system, I couldn't jack off at all, so it's been backing up and I didn't realize it, so when I realized that it had finally worn off and I started masturbating, like I always do just before dinner, my cock got really, really big and full and sensitive and, before I knew it- KABLOOIE!- the fucking thing went off like Mount Saint Helens on steroids and I couldn't stop it! Look, Mom! IT'S FUCKING EVERYWHERE!!! I mean," and she put emphasis on each syllable of the word, "EV-ER-Y-WHERE! In the sink, on the toilet, on the walls... fuck, Mom, I think I got some on the fucking CEILING!" As if perfectly timed to punctuate the sentence, a large dollop of dick-juice dripped down from the ceiling and landed right on Shawna's nose, which made her flinch in surprise, but she couldn't divert her attention from her hysterical, naked daughter whose 38-DD breasts bounced as she waved her hands around dramatically. "My hips had a mind of their own, Mom, and my fucking dick was spraying all over the place like a goddamned fire hose! And, yeah, I fucking GOT SOME IN MY PUSSY, GOD DAMMIT!" Eve clenched her fists in frustration and bellowed, "I FUCKING KNOCKED MYSELF UP, JUST LIKE YOU!"

Shawna snapped back to her senses at that. "That's not necessarily true, Eve," she said reasonably as she started to wipe the cum that had dropped onto her nose with her hand. "You don't know-"

Eve shouted back, not in anger but in desperation, "Mom! THINK! What time of the month is it?! We're perfectly synched, Mom. YOU tell ME that I didn't just shoot myself down!"

Without even thinking about it, Shawna clapped her hand to her mouth in shock as she realized that her daughter was right. They were BOTH at their most fertile time of the month! Unfortunately, it was the hand she'd used to wipe her daughter's cum off her nose, and a rather large amount of it went straight back towards her taste buds. Shawna reflexively swallowed the thick, juicy seed and suddenly realized what she'd just done. Both mother and daughter were mortified at the fact that Shawna had just unwittingly swallowed her daughter's cum. The terrible thing was that Shawna actually liked the taste of it, but she wasn't about to say that out loud. It was sweeter than her own seed by just the tiniest bit. But as Eve was just opening her mouth to admonish her mother, Shawna charged ahead. "Okay. Stipulated. You MIGHT have just impregnated yourself. Look, Eve, it's not the first time in history that something like this has happened and it probably won't be last. We'll figure something out and fix this, okay?"

Eve rolled her eyes in disbelief. "Like what, Mom? Abortion is illegal now! And there isn't a doctor on the planet who'd do it anyway. We're not in the Twentieth Century anymore! And there's no 'might be pregnant' about this, Mom! I'm pregnant and we both know it! Now just how the fuck do you suggest we make me UN-pregnant WITHOUT breaking the law, huh?" With that she bowed her head in shame and began to sob again, covering her face with cum-drenched hands. Her 21-inch dick, unsurprisingly, was still hard and, after a few seconds of helpless crying, she suddenly grabbed her own stiff shaft as though she might strangle it to death. "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! AFTER ALL THIS TIME, NOW YOU DO THIS?"

Shawna moved swiftly. She knelt down in front of her daughter, not caring that doing so got her knees covered in spent cum, slapped her daughter's hands away from the helpless cock and embraced the girl as any concerned and loving mother would. "Eve! It's GOING to be okay! I don't know how yet, but I PROMISE I'll help you fix this! SOMEHOW I'll figure out a way to... I dunno... undo it. Just... try to relax, baby." She tilted Eve's face up so that she could look into the girl's eyes. "I promise."


Auto-Genesis Pt. 01



Eve looked deep into her mother's eyes and saw the absolute certitude there. She sniffled and, in doing so, accidentally snorted a small bit of cum, which made her cough just a little bit. When her airway was clear, she blinked at Shawna again. There was true fire and conviction in her mother's eyes. "You promise?"

Shawna hugged her daughter closely again and said into her cum-matted hair, "I won't rest until I do, baby." Eve returned the hug and held on tightly as she started to cry in earnest, her faith in her mother the only thing that she could hold on to. She knew her mother well and if anyone could figure out a solution it had to be her. Shawna held the girl for a long while and let her cry it out until, several minutes later, it seemed like Eve had gotten herself under control. When the embrace broke, lots of the young futa's cum had transferred to her mother's clothing and skin. Shawna tried her best to ignore the fact that she was almost as gooey and sticky with her daughter's cum as Eve was and surveyed the damage in the bathroom with calmer eyes. "You know, Eve," she said with a wistful smile, "under any other circumstance, what you did in here would be worthy of bragging rights."

Eve let out a bark of a laugh, the tension suddenly gone. Yes, she decided. She didn't know how, but her mother WOULD figure this out... somehow. "Holy shit, you're right, Mom!" Now both of them looked around the room in awe. Sperm really was all over the place. Eve's spewing cock had seemed intent on hitting anything and everything with an exposed surface. Okay, maybe it wasn't THAT bad, but it was still pretty amazing to behold.

Shawna helped her daughter to her feet and held Eve by her shoulders. "Tell you what," she said. "You clean yourself and this mess up. While you're doing that, I'm going to see if I can dream up some sort of solution to this..." She cast her eyes about. "...mess. Okay?"

Eve nodded and then caught a glimpse of herself in the bathroom mirror. "Ohmigod," she gasped and stepped around her mother to get a better look. Her body was dripping everywhere with her own seed, as though she'd taken a bath in the stuff. Her eyes went to her dangling cock, which was still an impressive 13 inches long when soft, and she gaped at the thing. "All of THIS came from THAT?!" she said skeptically. She shifted her focus to her mother and realized that Shawna was now covered in the gunk, too.

Shawna grimly nodded at her daughter. "Honey, you know that futa have redundant cum glands which are nestled behind the kidneys and tertiary bladder dedicated to excess sperm. When you took the Futa-Pause, you couldn't get an erection, but that didn't mean you couldn't produce cum. It just got shunted into those reservoirs until you got your release. An exceptionally lucky human male can produce maybe half a cup of semen in a full day, but us futas can generate up to two quarts of the stuff within hours. Basic biology, honey."

"Yeaaaaah," Eve said distractedly, "but I never thought that much would come out of ME! This is fucking insane!"

Shawna smirked at that. "Well, then... while it's definitely worth being concerned about, it shouldn't come as a surprise that this kind of thing would happen eventually. And you know what else? This is your mess. You're cleaning it up." She gave her cum-lathered daughter a chaste peck on top of her head and then Shawna headed out of the bathroom. When she was sure that Eve couldn't see her, she licked her lips and savored the taste of her daughter's cum that had been transferred from that kiss.

What Shawna hadn't realized, however, was that Eve saw that sly licking of the lips in the mirror. Shawna sauntered down the hallway, her mind already trying to focus on a way to solve Eve's problem, while Eve just stared into space. "Holy shit!" Eve whispered to herself. "Mom likes my cum!" She licked her lips experimentally and then shrugged. "Can't say I blame her. This shit's delicious!" She turned around to regard the cum-splattered room. "Maybe I can just lick all this stuff up instead of using... naaah," she patted her flanks, right about where her kidneys were. "I'll make more later."

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Shawna sat down heavily in her lab. Her mind was awhirl with all kinds of thoughts, some of them practical and some of them with an unmistakably lust-filled flavor. Eve had grown up into a beautiful young futa. At 18 years old, she was definitely desirable and there was no escaping that fact. Shawna had been so focused on her studies and starting her career that she'd never really noticed just how beautiful Eve really was and how much MORE beautiful she would eventually become. And here she is, now, faced with a daughter who was a blossoming young woman. Her cock was clearly, if only just by a little bit, bigger than Shawna's, her breasts were a little smaller (Shawna was the proud owner of 41-F breasts that were as firm now as they had been when she gave birth to Eve) and her skin was flat-out flawless. Eve's body showed every sign of being ready for adulthood and now it would be put through its paces with an early motherhood. That thought sobered the scientist up quickly. She loved her daughter deeply, more deeply than she'd loved anyone, and she did NOT want her little (not-so-little!) girl to end up facing the same hardships that she had as a futa who'd knocked herself up.

Shawna looked around the lab helplessly, suddenly frustrated with herself. WHY had she made that promise to Eve? What had she been thinking?! Short of abortion or time-travel, you CAN'T undo- but wait! Shawna's eyes fell on the project she had been working on just before Eve's little disaster: the embryonic cryo-stasis chamber! Of course! All she has to do is somehow extract Eve's embryo from her womb and preserve it inside the chamber! The prototype was pretty much complete already. All she had to do was program it with some simple code that would govern its energy cycles, which was a piece of cake for a futa of Shawna's skill. She could do that in fifteen minutes flat!

Then Shawna frowned. She realized that she was putting the baby before the carriage with her thinking. It's all well and good to have an embryonic cryo-stasis chamber, but it's useless if she can't extract the embryo! And just IMAGINE trying to explain that one to a surgeon! "Yes, Doctor. I want you to take the live embryo out of my daughter's womb and place it inside this box here. What? Oh, no no no. It's not an abortion! It's just an extraction of the embryo from the body! Well... yes... I guess that technically DOES make it an abortion, but-"

Screw having THAT conversation! It could land her in jail or an asylum. Or both.

Shawna scowled in frustration. What for all of the technological advances they'd made, you'd have thought that SOMEONE would have figured out a solution to this problem already! But, no, no one had. When abortion became illegal (so-called "morning-after" pills were, however, still legal... but fairly ineffective on futas), Shawna guessed, people lost the motivation to try. If a futa knocked herself up, then so be it. And even though it was a real threat/problem in futa society, it didn't happen frequently enough for anyone to really focus on it. Shawna, however, was cut from a different cloth. Just because no one ELSE had put their minds to solving the problem, that doesn't mean she'll just sit back and let it happen all over again to Eve, not when she was in a position to change things. She went through an emotional hell as a result of her mistake when she was younger and she will NOT watch her daughter go through the same turmoil! All she had to do was FOCUS, dammit!

Shawna's mind whirred into high gear. As she mentally went into overdrive, her eyes started to dart across the lab and her work bench. On the bench was a wide array of devices and technology so familiar and common to her, but when her eyes settled on the pair of medium-sized portal rings (about 6 inches in diameter) that she used to retrieve tools from one end of her work bench when she was at the other end, her mind clicked. Her eureka moment struck like a lightning bolt. She got up and went to the devices and just stared at them, as though she was picking them apart with her mind. Of course she knew how they worked. She knew intimately. She had, after all, helped to make improvements on them in her very first year at CIALIS. She narrowed her eyes to just slits as her mind raced. Within moments she knew precisely what she was going to do.

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"Eve?" Shawna called out as she closed her lab door behind her and told the door to lock itself. She held in her hand a duffel bag filled with the tools necessary to her daughter's salvation. "Eve, are you still awake?"

"I'm in my room, Mom!" her daughter's voice floated down from upstairs.

Shawna walked quickly up the stairs feeling hopeful and excited. Without even waiting to get permission, she just barged into her daughter's room with a huge smile on her face. "Sweetheart, I have the BEST news! I think I-"

The smile quickly faded, however, when her eyes took in the full scene, and Shawna's mouth clapped shut. Eve was still naked (thankfully clean, though!) and lying on her back on her bed, on top of the sheets. Eve's face was flushed and with good reason- she was nearing orgasm. Her right hand was wrapped tightly around a special type of sexual-aid device called an "ona-hole" while her other was tugging hard on one of her large nipples. This device, the ona-hole, is cylindrical in shape and was specially crafted so that it would fit snugly around an erect penis. Most people who used them had to have theirs custom-made, most especially futanari customers. Inside the ona-hole was a series of textured ridges, bumps and nubs, all made of a gel-like polymer. When used properly and if it's crafted just perfectly so, an ona-hole can provide a penis with sensations so pleasurable that some people swear they're better than actual vaginas. This particular one had been a gift from Shawna on Eve's birthday and it was special indeed! An ona-hole was usually open at both ends, but this one was longer than most and capped at one end with a fitted tube. The other end of the tube, Shawna saw, was sitting in a small, ornately-decorated bucket next to Eve's bedside. The idea was that Eve would be able to masturbate and get off in her own bed WITHOUT making a mess. If Eve had used her ona-hole earlier that evening, then things would have gone a lot more smoothly. Shawna tried not to dwell too much on this fact. Mistakes happen and you can't change them. All you can do is deal with the consequences, if there are any.

Eve, when she heard her bedroom door swing open and her mother start talking, froze in mid-stroke and looked at her mother like a deer caught in headlights. Her first impulse was to roll off the bed and hide herself, but immediately tossed that idea aside. They'd seen each other naked plenty of times and, while they generally didn't flaunt it, they were both mature enough to understand that masturbation was simply a part of their lives. Neither of them was dating anyone (Eve had plenty of offers, but she never felt comfortable with people and preferred to be a homebody), so masturbation was the only way they could get off without going crazy or- parish the thought!- turn to each other for sexual relief. Some mothers and daughters went to such extremes, and it was permissible in today's society, but Eve always felt uncomfortable with the idea of suggesting it to her mother. Shawna was every bit as attractive as Eve was and Eve could readily admit that fact, but being steadfast intellectuals, they'd both sort of just gravitated towards nobler pursuits in life. Being futa, sexuality was a simple and inescapable facet of who and what they were, but they took pride in having the intellectual capacity to not let BEING futanari rule their lives completely. So Eve held her ona-hole in place, firmly wrapped around her thick and throbbing 21-inch cock, and blinked at her mother expectantly. When Shawna didn't say anything for several long seconds, she prompted her. "Mom? You were saying...?"

Shawna blinked as though she'd been in a fog. She couldn't believe that she'd just gone blank like that, staring at her daughter! What had gotten into her?! She shook the cobwebs free from her mind and recaptured her happy grin. "I think I found a solution to your problem!"

Eve sat up immediately and threw the ona-hole on the floor. Unfortunately, when she sat up, the head of her massive cock smacked her right in the mouth and she got a mouthful of pre-cum. Without even thinking about it, and so accustomed to her own taste anyway, she just swallowed the pre-ejaculate like it was nothing and absentmindedly pushed her erect cock away from her face. "What!? Mom, that's awesome!"

Shawna closed the distance from the bedroom door to Eve's bed in a flash. When she sat down heavily at the end of the bed, she hefted up the duffel bag she'd carried up with her. "It's all right here," she said excitedly and she unzipped the bag. First she pulled out a box that looked very complicated. It was about 9 inches on each side and had blinking lights and an LED display on its top. "This is something I've been working on for CIALIS," Shawna explained. "It's an embryonic cryo-stasis chamber. It puts embryos into deep freeze, keeping them just above absolute zero, so that it doesn't kill them. With one of these things you could keep an embryo- hell a THOUSAND embryos!- in stasis for literally thousands of years and, when you thaw out the embryo and place it in an amniotic maturation chamber, it'll be like it had just been conceived."

Eve didn't miss a beat. "Babies on ice. Got it. But how does that help if we can't get the-"

Shawna cut her daughter off. "I already thought of that, baby." She reached into the bag again and pulled out one of the portal rings. Attached to it was a thin cable that ended with a small computer. Eve immediately recognized the portal ring for what it was, even though she was stumped as to what the modification was all about, but she knew that her genius mother would provide an explanation. "You know what this is," Shawna began. "But I rigged it for a slightly different use. You see, a portal ring has a sort of scanner built into it, right? It gets applied to a surface and then atomically bonds to that surface, no matter what it is, until you release it. So the scanner, that's what reads the atomic structure of whatever it's being bonded to, right? So I got to thinking: what if I used that scanner in a completely different way? So I checked some code and programs and realized that I could! So I did!"

Eve's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Did what, Mom?"

Shawna's grin actually grew, looking almost maniacal. The smile might've seemed weird on her under completely different circumstances, but considering that she was a genius scientist and inventor, it was perfectly natural right then. "I reprogrammed it to scan on the genetic scale! It takes a DNA sample of the person it's applied to! Then the bonding programming- well, that's a real piece of work, let me tell you! I felt like I was herding cats to twist that little fucker's tail, but I did it! I got it to take that DNA sample and do a passive search for embryos matching that genetic sample! Then I re-focused the aperture columnation beam so that it would follow the distance and direction of the embryo's location, once the passive scan found it. So, voila!"

Eve caught on quickly and glanced at the stasis chamber with full understanding now. She cut her mother off and picked up the train of thought. "So the OTHER ring is attached to the stasis chamber, where it will place the embryo right into immediate cold storage! Mom, that's fucking brilliant!" She leaped at her mother and embraced her in a happy hug. "You saved me!" She paused, a look of uncertainty on her face, and carefully asked. "Wait- you DID test this, right?"

Shawna waved her hand dismissively. "Pfft! Of course I tested it! You think I'd put my daughter's life at risk like this without making 100% sure that it would work? It works FINE, baby!"

Eve positively beamed at the news. She immediately laid back flat on the bed. "Well, what're we waiting for, Mom? I got a bun in the oven, but I'm not ready to cook! Get that little fucker out of there!"

Within moments Shawna had the devices powered on and the extraction ring placed on Eve's tummy. She casually tapped a few buttons on the mini-computer attached to the extraction ring, there was a slight zap inside Eve's tummy that felt oddly pleasant and then nothing. Shawna glanced at the readouts on the stasis chamber and flashed a shit-eating grin. "Done!"

Eve was gobsmacked. "Y'mean, that's IT? It's gone?"

"Yep!"

"I'm not pregnant anymore?"

Shawna shook her head. "Not even a little bit. The stasis chamber knows when an embryo has been placed into it. All readings normal, plus one!"

Mother and daughter stared at each other in breathless silence for several long seconds. Slowly, Eve's gaze shifted and fell on the ona-hole she'd cast aside a few minutes before. Then her eyes drifted back to her mother's. To the ona-hole. To her mother. Back and forth a few more times before a wicked grin crept across her perfect little mouth. "Wanna make it plus two?"

Shawna's eyes widened at the question. A million thoughts raced through her mind, but they all came down to one answer: "Yes!"

Eve's grin blossomed into a full-blown laugh. "AWESOME!" She leaned down to grab the ona-hole. "I was JUST about to cum before you came in!" she said giddily. She pulled the tube end that was sitting in her cum bucket and handed it to her mother. "Would you like to do the honors, Mother?" she asked as she laid back and placed the ona-hole back on her turgid cock and spread her legs wide enough to expose her wet pussy.

Shawna took the end of the tube and looked at it stupidly for a moment while she watched her daughter please herself with the device. She watched for several strokes before coming to a new decision. "Fuck this!" she hissed and threw the tube aside. With a swift movement, she grabbed her daughter's ona-hole and threw it, too, back to the floor. Before Eve could even formulate an indignant response, Shawna hiked up her dress skirt and swung her leg across her daughter's hips. She pulled her summer dress completely off her body, throwing it on the floor beside the discarded ona-hole, showing off her own tumescent cock that was strapped to her rib cage between her two massive breasts. More importantly, however, was her dripping-wet pussy that was puffy and glistening with want. She didn't say a word as she lowered her hips down and her pussy lips, engorged with desire and need, settled right on top of Eve's weeping cum-slit. "As long as there aren't any consequences..." Shawna said breathlessly, but didn't finish her sentence. She just looked down at her daughter expectantly.

Eve locked eyes with her mother and gave an imperceptible nod, then focused her gaze at where her rigid cock was slotted in her mother's warm, wet pussy. Slowly, with agonizing patience, Shawna lowered her hips further and then stopped. There was a noticeable resistance! Eve's eyes widened with sudden realization. "You mean- you're-?"

Shawna nodded. "A virgin," she answered. "I've never had sex, sweetheart. When you were born, I had a caesarian section. My hymen is still intact."

Eve was breathless with wonder and awe. "Mom... that's... are you sure? I mean, are you REALLY sure?"

Shawna smiled lovingly down at her daughter and, by way of answer, pushed herself down hard. In a flash, she felt a sharp pinch as her daughter's massive cock tore through her 36-year-old hymen and officially made her a sexual adult. The pinch was short and almost inconsequential, hardly a thing to notice, just as it was for most futa virgins. But the pleasure of feeling that thick piece of flesh slide into her body- THAT was amazing! Shawna had carried this young futa beneath her in her own womb and thought that doing so was the most fulfilling part of her entire life. Feeling her child grow within her body had made her feel complete. Or so she thought! But this! THIS was a true feeling of completion that she never knew was possible! All these years her orgasms had been induced by stroking her cock and only rubbing lightly on her clit and pussy lips, but to feel the intrusion of a penis as it slid into her body was... indescribable! More than just fullness, it was filling something inside of her that she never knew needed to be filled. He tummy rippled and her knees shook with the powerful sensation of it. Her own cock, still fastened to her rib cage by its restraining strap, throbbed like it never had before. She'd given Eve life with her body and Eve was going to return life to the place from whence she came!




Auto-Genesis Pt. 01



Shawna took a moment to catch her breath as she absorbed all of these new sensations. Eve, meanwhile, had to exert every ounce of her willpower to not bust a nut right then and there. She, too, had never felt the fullness of a cock inside her body nor the excitement of a pussy wrapped around her cock until now, but she had some idea that her mother was in another world at that moment and she didn't want to ruin it. Eve's hands, almost of their own volition, drifted to her mother's shaking hips and waited lovingly. As she waited for her mother to come back to her senses, Eve felt herself falling in love with her own new sensations. She'd never had sex before and immediately decided that the ona-hole was a pale comparison to the real thing, no matter what anyone else might say. The warmth and tightness of her mother's silken pussy as it engulfed Eve's hard monster was like no other feeling she'd ever had before. She could feel her mother's juices already starting to run lightly around her shaft, tickling it in the most exquisite way. As Shawna's pussy rippled and massaged Eve's thick cock, Eve gasped out loud in pleasure.

"Oh my god!" both women said at the same time. "This is amazing!" When they realized that they'd both said the exact same thing at the exact same time, mother and daughter laughed giddily.

"I guess I really am your clone," Eve quipped as she playfully squeezed her mother's hips.

"Well, we're definitely more alike than we are different," Shawna replied.

"Except that you're on top."

Shawna looked down at where they were joined. She'd only gotten about six inches of her daughter's huge penis inside of her. Not even a third of the way and it felt this good! "That looks incredible," she said reverently. "I can't believe my own daughter's cock is filling me up!"

"The view from down here is pretty amazing too, Mom," Eve agreed. "And I can't believe that I'm actually fucking my own mother!"

Shawna smirked at that. "Technically, sweetheart, I'm going to be fucking you. All you'll have to do is lay there and enjoy the ride."

"I'm enjoying it already!" Eve said. "And, what the hell, when we're done, you can KEEP fucking me... the other way."

Shawna beamed at that. "I'd love to, baby. But... right now? I wanna see how far I can take this thing." Without another word, she began to gently rock her hips and started a subtle up-and-down movement. Inch by slow inch, more of Eve's thick penis was devoured by Shawna's incredibly tight pussy. Finally, Shawna had to stop. "You're at my cervix," she told her daughter who looked up at her questioningly.

"Mom... I'm not all the way in yet."

"It's okay, baby," Shawna replied. "I think..." she closed her eyes in deep concentration and then pushed down with considerable force. Suddenly, both of them felt the release of pressure as Eve's cockhead slipped past the barrier to her mother's womb. With the sudden intrusion into Shawna's deepest chamber, both of them let out a surprised gasp. "So deep!" Shawna said in a whisper after she caught her breath.

"Are you okay, Mom?" Eve asked with genuine concern. She stared with intent fascination at the visible bulge her large cock made inside her mother's tummy.

"I'm fine, baby. I just... you've filled me up completely. There's no more room for you to go in." She looked down and saw the bulge where her womb resided, too. "See?"

"There's still just short of a foot left to go," Eve confirmed.

Shawna started rocking her hips again, this time more slowly. With painstaking care, she rose up and down on her daughter's shaft, mindful not to let the bulging cockhead escape the clutches of her breached cervix. "Are YOU okay, honey?" Shawna asked as she started to set a steady rhythm.

"I'm fucking amazing, Mom!" Eve said happily. The sensations for her were out-of-this-world incredible. With every move of her mother's hips, she could feel the tip of her cock touching places that truly were virgin. The ridges, bumps and gentle massage of her mother's pussy and the soft tickling sensation at the very tip of her glans as it occasionally brushed into her mother's womb kept Eve on the very edge of climax. Seeing the bulge created by her cockhead buried so deeply inside her mother's womb appear and recede repeatedly served only to increase her lust. "I'm gonna cum soon, Mom!"

Shawna picked up her pace, her breath coming out more heavily. "Yes, baby!" she said. "Do it! Let your cock go! Shoot all of your nasty sperm inside your mother and knock me up! I've wanted to do this for so long and now we can do it whenever we want! Put a baby inside of me, honey!"

"Oh, God, Mom! Keep talking like that! It's turning me on more!"

"Really, baby?" Shawna asked with panting breath. "Do you like this? Knowing that, any second now, your thick, hot cock is going to spew all of your hot, greasy sperm right into the place where you were made? You're going to knock your mother up, baby girl. You're going to plant a baby inside of your own mother, who created you. And you know what? When we're done, I'm going to do the same thing to you, Eve. Your mother is going to fuck you and cum right inside you. The woman who made you, who sired and gave birth to you, is going to fucking cum inside your womb, just like you're about to do to me, and I'm gonna fucking get you pregnant with MY baby!" Lust overtook Shawna's normally sharp intellect and her hips began to move even faster, never once going too high. The heat and friction building in her loins drove her to even higher points of passion. "Fucking cum inside me, baby! Cum inside your mother, like a dirty little stud-slut! I want you to shoot it all inside me and hose down my eggs like there's no tomorrow! We're both ovulating, Eve! Do it! Make me pregnant!"

"Oh!" Eve cried out as she felt her self control collapsing. "Oh, FUCK! Mom! I'm gonna- oh, I can't hold it back! I'm about to- to- fuck me, I'm- YES! AH, YES! I'm cumming! Take my cum, Mom! Take my baby batter and get pregnant with your own daughter's fucking cum!"

Both of them froze, their voices locked as their bodies spasmed uncontrollably, their lungs beyond the capacity to move air out of their mouths. Eve's cock swelled and throbbed like never before. All of the talk and excitement had taken its toll on her. Her cum boiled up her shaft and she felt it begin to race up into her mother's womb and it was incredible. It felt like she was taking the most pleasurable piss imaginable, something on an orgasmic level, as her seed fired out from the tip of her engorged penis and poured into Shawna's deep chamber. Shawna threw her head back in lust-filled exultation while Eve's eyes locked like laser beams on the place where she knew that she was depositing copious amounts of semen, watching as the prominent bulge in her mother's tummy flexed with each sperm-filled eruption. Eve felt her cock buck and shift within her mother's womb for the first few volleys of explosive release, but as more and more sperm filled that chamber, it began to swell. Shawna's tummy began to distend as her volume increased with each passing second. Eve didn't know for certain how much sperm she was shooting into her mother's womb, but it felt like gallons. On and on Eve's penis shook and spewed out the contents of her cum reservoir for a full minute until, almost mercifully, the spasms began to abate and the flow of cum from daughter to mother slowed and then stopped altogether.

Shawna dared looking down and was amazed to see that her tummy looked like she was already 6 months pregnant. The sheer amount of seed inside of her body was jaw-dropping! Never before had she felt such a thing as this, but found that she was immediately addicted to it. Now that she'd developed a way to shunt unwanted pregnancies without breaking any laws, Shawna knew that she and Eve would be having many more sessions like this! Oh, the warmth of her daughter's seed as it filled her was so comforting and fulfilling! Such a lovely, precious feeling as this no mother could know unless she experienced it herself! Life! THIS was life! And, as her eyes drifted to her daughter's gaze, she saw that, in those eyes, was a sort of life, too, that she'd never seen before. Eve glowed with pride and love and joy, all as clear as day. Shawna, she knew then, had found a mate in her daughter.

Eve looked her mother up and down. The glow that Shawna saw in her was just as visible in her mother. They'd done it and they both knew it. They'd created life. Inside her mother, even if it would take a few hours before it could be classified as a being, one of her sperm was fertilizing one of Shawna's eggs. As though to underscore that fact, some of the seed that she'd shot into that warm, tight pussy began to seep out from around her slowly-softening cock. Thick rivulets of greasy white cum ran down her shaft and started to pool under her ass. Eve looked at her mother and said, "Well. So much for clean sheets."



Auto-Genesis Pt. 02



Author's note: While it is possible to read this story as a stand-alone, I DO suggest that you read part one first. This story is set in a world created by another author (with permission), but the characters and storyline are entirely mine. I understand that much of what you'll read may upset some people who are looking for hyper-realism and medically correct descriptions of everything they read- if you're one of those people, this might not be for you. If, however, you're looking for some idle (if weird) fantasy, please read on!

As always, I welcome comments- please leave them after you've read and voted for the story! And, now, we begin our tale...

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"The Auto-Genesis Project, Part 2: Mary"

"AutoGenesis, Inc: the love of your life is within!"

Mary read the brochure as she sat in the reception lobby of AGI- AutoGenesis, Inc- and still couldn't believe that she was there. Of course, everyone had heard what Shawna Stiles had done, but no one really thought the good doctor would be able to turn her discovery into a viable business. Nevertheless, CIALIS (Cake is A Lie, Independent Sciences) ended up championing Dr. Stiles' idea and allowed her to head up a whole new research division dedicated solely to auto-genesis, the act of a futanari intentionally trying to impregnate herself. With the invention of the embryonic stasis chamber, the pregnancy process and even the act of childbirth would become a thing of the past. Some people might still endure it for the sake of nostalgia or sentimentality, and hospitals around the globe would gladly support those patients, but a lot of people would be more than content to allow their newly-conceived children to gestate in safe, secure "genesis tubes." The fetus would be cared for in a 100% safe environment where no harm could befall a growing baby. The only difference is that instead of a "birthday", those children would have a "decanting day," the day when they would be transferred from the genesis chamber out into the real world and handed over to their parent. 

But it wasn't all peaches and cream for the new business venture. While it wasn't illegal for futa women to impregnate themselves, there was still a bit of social taboo about the concept. Society at large simply couldn't get around the idea that an auto-generated child could be every bit as normal as a child conceived through conventional means. At the heart of the matter was something very similar to the old (and now obsolete) incest taboo. A futa who impregnated herself was considered stupid, foolish or less than deserving of respect, like they were somehow defective. Dr. Stiles had made that mistake once, which led to the birth of her daughter Eve, who had made the same mistake years later. But it was Eve's mistake that led Dr. Stiles to create the embryonic stasis chamber in the first place. And no one on the planet would accuse Dr. Stiles OR her daughter of being incompetent in any way. Those two in particular had somehow gotten a "pass" from general society. Some suspected that it was only because they'd been instrumental in the invention of the embryonic stasis chamber, that if no such invention had been made they would both have earned the scorn and ridicule of their futanari counterparts, regardless of their IQ's or educational pedigrees.

So, with only a few exceptions, the stigma of auto-genesis remained. Dr. Stiles was bound and determined to change that once and for all, and she decided that the best way to do it was through science. More to the point, she would give futanari across the planet a reason to see those who engaged in auto-genesis as the best of the best rather than the lowest of the low. Her strategy was simple: put out a call for anyone with the best physical and mental attributes, give them the opportunity to fuck themselves silly to the point of impregnating themselves and then let the resulting embryos grow to maturity. The children of auto-genesis would be carefully studied and when they got a clean bill of health (and they would, thanks to the inherent genetic stabilizers caused by the Dryden virus!), the world would finally be faced with incontrovertible proof that reproduction and the continuation of the species doesn't necessarily require a binary, mother-father relationship to exist. More than ever before, the concerns and stressors involved with relationships could be sidestepped entirely. Want a baby but you don't want to get hitched or let some stranger's sperm inseminate your egg? Fine! Do it yourself! Be a happy, healthy, stress-free parent without having to ever worry about or rely upon anyone but you! No more dead-beat sires to vilify! Simply look at your offspring and tell them honestly, "I created you with love!"

Mary could absolutely identify with that idea. Since she was a young teen, she'd never been able to really mesh well with other people. Either she made a hash of a relationship or someone else did, but the inevitable breakup always came, no matter how hard she tried to avoid it. Now that she was pushing 30, her biological clock was ticking like a bomb and she wanted a baby NOW. With no suitable mates available, Dr. Stiles' timely offer seemed like an answered prayer. So Mary had fought through the picket lines outside the office building where Dr. Stiles had set her business up and she nervously walked into the clinic's subtly-stylish front doors. The lobby had been quiet, but there were a few other futanari women who demurely glanced up at her from their seats with forms sitting on their laps. Mary presented herself to the receptionist, who was very pretty and very nice, got her forms and had filled everything out in the quiet room.

The forms still sat on her lap, turned over so that no one could read them, while Mary perused the brochure that described, in the tamest and most clinical terms possible, what the procedure would entail. It was a lot of fancy words that boiled down to:

1) Using any one of a dozen methods, impregnate yourself with your own sperm

2) Wait for a little while (15 minutes - 2 hours, each futanari's conception time varies)

3) Have the fetus extracted a short time later

Mary had been so into this opportunity that she wanted to give herself an edge, to completely ensure that she'd catch with a pregnancy on the first attempt. It had taken some careful research and a little bit of morally ambiguous dealings, but she had managed to acquire some fertility drugs that were guaranteed to make her as fertile as a bunny rabbit in heat. That was a month ago. As soon as those pills arrived in the mail, she started taking them religiously- once a day right up until her cycle started. The instructions advised that she only take one every week, but she was bound and determined to make this a success. Her cycle had ended just two days before coming to the clinic, so she was pretty sure that all she'd have to do is LOOK at a glob of dick-juice and she'd get pregnant. The fact that she hadn't masturbated at all in the last two weeks hopefully meant that her sperm would be more potent than usual. Truth be told, she was so horny that she could barely think straight- her internal testicles were so backed up with sperm that they actually ached. They were so full of life-giving seed that she could actually see two visible bulges where she knew they were located inside her whenever she looked in the mirror. She was, quite literally, ready to burst with sperm. But she'd remained vigilant, despite the growing intensity she felt in her loins. Not touching herself even a little bit these last two weeks had taken a herculean effort, but Mary was sure that it would pay off for her in the long run.

When a pretty medical technician came into the lobby and finally called her name, Mary was quick to her feet. "That's me!" she cried excitedly. When she realized that she'd damn near shouted, she softened her tone. "I mean, uhm, that's me: Mary Patterson."

The pretty medical technician smiled sweetly, her honey-blonde hair hugging the sides of her cheeks so cutely, took the form packet and asked Mary to follow her. Mary, of course, fell right into step behind the pretty young thing and found herself daydreaming about the young girl's firm-looking ass. As they passed room after room, her mind in a fog, Mary idly wondered how big the med tech's penis was, if she even had a penis, and then became flushed at the idea that this delectable girl might actually be a mono. But, she couldn't be a mono- she wore no protective mask and that would be almost mandatory in a clinic such as this. A mono wouldn't stand a snowball's chance in hell in here with futa like her, horny and ready to fuck. But, oh, to have a mono in this day and age was such a rare treat for ANY futa! Mary had never been so lucky to bed one, but held out hope that, one day, she would, if for no other reason than to say that she had. So lost in her own mind was she, that Mary ended up walking right into the young med tech, who'd abruptly stopped at a doorway.

"Oh!" Mary cried out. "I'm SO sorry! I was just-"

The med tech once again smiled sweetly and waved the apology off. "It's fine. It happens more than you might imagine. What can I say? I have a cute ass. I know it, no sense in denying it. It's actually kind of flattering when others notice." Then she held up a stern finger. "But! I'm spoken for, so don't even ask!"

Mary's mouth opened in a stammer. "I- you. I w-wasn't- that. Okay."

Without another word on the matter, the med tech opened the door and ushered Mary into the small room. "Please take off your clothes and wait here. Dr. Stiles will be with you shortly for a short interview and to discuss options."

"Wait!" Mary said with shock. "The doctor- she's HERE?"

"Of course," the girl said archly. "This is her project, after all. She wants to interview and screen ALL test subjects personally. Now, as I instructed, disrobe and wait here until she comes to see you, okay? It won't be long."

Mary glanced around the room quickly. "Isn't there some sort of... I don't know, a robe or something? One of those funny gowns that patients wear?"

The girl sighed. "No. Mom wants to ensure that every test subject is as close to perfect as possible. It'll be fine. Nothing for you to worry about. And she IS a doctor, you know."

Surprise washed over Mary in a flash. "Mom? Wait- you... YOU'RE Eve Stiles?!"

The girl flashed a bright smile. "The one and only! I'm helping Mom out here. And, believe me, she needs all the help she can get! So! I've gotta get going. Nice to meet you! Bye!"

Eve left and closed the door behind her before Mary could say anything else. Now that she was alone, she decided that she might as well get on with it. While she quickly took off her dress and under things, Mary silently marveled at her brush with celebrity. Eve Stiles! She'd actually met Eve Stiles and was about to meet the most famous scientist and inventor on the planet in just a few minutes! This was so thrilling that even if she WASN'T already hornier than a bitch/bull in heat, she'd be at full tumescence with excitement.

The small examination room had a mirror affixed to its only door. When Mary was finally fully unclothed, she regarded her reflection with more than a little self-admiration. While not the most well-endowed futa in the world, Mary proudly boasted an above-average cock. It normally measured at 18 inches long, 9 inches in circumference and was capped with a large, helmet-shaped head. On a few occasions she liked to fellate herself and knew that her cock head was incredibly sensitive. With her abstaining from masturbation for the last two weeks, however, and coupled with the knowledge of what she was there to do, Mary's cock was visibly larger than usual and her swollen cock head was purplish with need. The strap she'd used to keep it fastened to her torso, usually lined up between her plentiful breasts, was actually soaked with pre-cum. Looking in the mirror, she could see a trail of the clear fluid as it traveled down the length of her rigid fuckmeat, gravity pulling it down to her equally-wet vulva, which were puffy and red with need. Mary was so ready for this that she could barely contain herself. If, for some reason, Dr. Stiles rejected her as a candidate for the experiment, Mary would do the unthinkable and hire a love surrogate as soon as humanly possible to help relieve her of her lustful needs. Glancing at her abdomen, where she knew her internal testicles were hidden within, she could see the bulges of her cum-sacs visibly throb. There was a dull ache there, but she did her best to ignore it for the time being, telling herself that relief was coming soon.

Suddenly there was a quick knock on the door and Dr. Stiles herself slipped into the exam room so quickly that even if anyone else had been on the other side of that door, they wouldn't have been able to see Mary's nakedness. Dr. Stiles had Mary's chart in one hand and was holding out the other in greeting. "Hello, Ms. Patterson! Shawna Stiles, nice to meet you. I hear you've already met my daughter, Eve, yes?"

Mary was so taken aback by the doctor's sudden appearance that she reacted automatically and shook her hand. "Er, uhm. Yes, we met. I think I might've made a bit of an ass of myself, though."

Stiles smiled sweetly, which was an echo of the same smile that Eve had flashed earlier, and similarly waved it off. "It happens. No harm done. And she's always quick to point out that she's... well, taken. By me."

"I know. I mean, I've read that. She's very, uhm, very lovely, if you don't mind my saying."

"I don't mind it at all, thank you, and I take it as a point of pride. She is, after all, the fruit of my own loins. As her mother AND her sire, I'm twice as proud of her as any parent could possibly be." She glanced down at Mary's chart and smiled. "And I'm sure you'll soon know what I mean. Looks like you're one of the most perfect candidates for this experiment we've seen so far! IQ well above genius level... no physical scars or deformities... your fertility is off the charts and your sperm count is through the roof. If you don't mind my saying so, Ms. Patterson, it looks like you're so backed up that you could probably impregnate half the city with one load! Remarkable! Taking fertility drugs, are we? Hrm... that could be interesting..." She drifted off into a fast silence as she continued reading the file in her hands.

Mary was dumbfounded at how the doctor knew all of that about her without even examining her. "What? No! I didn't- it was just- there wasn't... how in the hell did you know all of that stuff?"

"Hmm?" Stiles looked up distractedly. "What? Oh. You came up in an elevator. You didn't notice that it was the only one dedicated to our suite? It's specially equipped with extremely advanced and proprietary scanning equipment. We knew more about you before you got off that elevator than your regular gyno probably does. Endorphin levels, brain activity, chemical and genetic makeup, dopamine levels, testosterone levels- very high in your case, by the way, but that's probably because you're so backed up- pretty much everything we could need to know about you, really. While I interview a patient, the next patient's scan is being processed by an on-site computer and printed out. I take a few minutes between each patient to scan their results. If someone isn't ovulating or their sperm count is too low or there's any noticeable genetic defects present, which is highly unlikely these days anyway, we gently dismiss them. Didn't you notice that we excused three futas waiting in the lobby with you? We did. We only invite the most likely candidates back here into the actual clinic, though. And you, Ms. Patterson, are so likely that you border on being a gift from God."

Mary's mouth dropped open in surprised shock. It took her a moment to say, "Oh."

Again, Dr. Stiles smiled sweetly. "So... do you know how you want to try and conceive today? The receptionist told me that she saw you reading our documentation in the lobby. Is there any particular method that sounds interesting to you?"

Mary's brain was in a fog. The fact that Dr. Stiles was so exceedingly attractive was throwing her off mentally. Her voice was just so damned alluring that Mary could die happy just hearing it for the rest of her life. Throw in the fact that her body was practically screaming for sexual relief and Mary couldn't reliably give the answer to simple math questions, let alone follow along with a conversation. "Huh?"

Dr. Stiles pursed her lips. She should have expected this and was disappointed with herself for not seeing it sooner: Mary Patterson was so horny that she'd practically become a mindless broodmare. She decided, therefore, to keep things simple for the sex-starved woman. "How d'you wanna knock yourself up?"

Mary blinked at the question, the doctor's words bouncing around in her brainpan for a few seconds until they finally went through some sort of cognitive filter, quite by accident, and made sense. It took a second or two more for her brain to spit out an acceptable answer to the question. "Portals," she said. "I wanna feel it."

Dr. Stiles nodded agreeably. "A popular choice, and one that I wholeheartedly recommend- I've done it a time or two myself and it's very satisfying. Very well, then. I can see that you're more than ready. Please follow me." With that, she turned, opened the door and stepped out into the hallway with an expectant glance over her shoulder at Mary. "Ms. Patterson? This way, please?"

Mary suddenly felt a bit self-conscious about her nudity. "Out there? In the hallway? Won't people see me? You don't have any monos here, do you?"

Dr. Stiles rolled her eyes in exasperation. "No, Ms. Patterson. No one will see you and there isn't a mono nearby for at least a mile. Now, please, follow me before someone DOES see you. It's just a few feet down this hall and then you'll have all the privacy you could ever want."

Mary shrugged her shoulders and followed the doctor out into the hallway. True to the doctor's word, the hallway was empty. Naked as the day she was born, Mary hurriedly followed the doctor's swiftly-moving form down the hall, past a few more doors, and then she was quickly ushered into another room.

Mary looked around the room with a bit of awe. It was small, but there was all manner of cool-looking medical monitoring equipment on one wall. Facing the equipment, on the other side of the room, was what could only be described as the weirdest-looking exercise bike in the world. It looked almost like a motorcycle except that it had no wheels and the handle bars looked more like what you'd see on a Nautilus machine. There was a hole where a futa's cock clearly was supposed to be inserted while seated in the saddle and there was an obvious dark circle that was situated precisely where a futa's pussy would be. The seat was on some sort of rail system so that it could slide with the "rider's" hips as she thrust her cock into the aperture. This was a portal chair specifically designed for self-fucking! Mary had never seen such a contraption, but it made absolute and complete sense the second she laid eyes on it.

"That's amazing!" Mary blurted as she took it all in. "And it's so fucking cool!" She glanced at Dr. Stiles. "When can I get in it? I'm ready to fucking explode!" Normally demure and proper in her manner of speech, Mary barely even realized at how brazen she'd become. Her hormones were raging and the only thing on her mind was sex. When she played her own words back in her head, she said, "Uhm, I mean, I'm eager to proceed with the... procedure."

Dr. Stiles chuckled softly. "It's quite all right, Ms. Patterson. A woman in your state is allowed a few graces. I completely understand. You'll be able to begin in a few moments, I assure you. First, though, I need to give you a quick tutorial on how 'The Bike' works. Please, take a seat."




Auto-Genesis Pt. 02



Mary looked around the room and didn't see any chairs. "Where?"

Stiles pointed to The Bike. "There, of course. In The Bike. Once I'm done showing you how it works, I'll leave you in peace. We will monitor everything remotely, so as not to distract or interrupt you, but I have a feeling that this particular... exercise will be met with overwhelming success." Mary grinned happily, feeling complimented in a way, and wasted no time in getting her naked body on The Bike. "First, scoot back a bit. Yes, exactly like that. Okay, now carefully take hold of your phallus and aim into the slot in front of you. Perfect. I understand that you are in a hurry, but please be patient. Now, direct your attention to the handlebars. On the right is a slider switch and on the left is a thumb stud. Turn on the thumb stud, please." Mary did as she was told and there was an immediate, soft hum that filled the room. "Good. You've just turned on the portals. Now, the slider switch on your right will move the aperture forward and backward, allowing you to control how quickly it will engulf your phallus and thereby insert it into your vagina. Gently- GENTLY!- move the slider just the tiniest bit to the right."

Mary immediately felt her cock head begin to press up against her labia. "Oh!" she gasped at the contact. "It- it's right there!"

"Yes," Dr. Stiles replied drolly. "As you might have guessed, the more you slide that tab to the right, the more your penis will be inserted into your vagina. Once you have achieved the amount of penetration that feels most comfortable, you may begin to slide your hips back and forth. Back withdraws it and forward pushes it in. You may move as quickly or slowly as you like until you climax. Once you climax, just slide the tab back to the left to fully withdraw your penis. Once it's completely out, you can turn the power to the portals back off. Beside you is a towel rack. Feel free to clean up any sweat and other bodily fluids as you wish- it isn't absolutely necessary, however, since we sterilize the room after each use anyway. When you feel ready to walk on steady legs, you may go through that door there," she pointed to an inset door on the opposite side of the room, "and take a thorough shower with our compliments."

Mary nodded with understanding. "So that's it?"

"Not entirely, no," Dr. Stiles answered. "See that panel in the center, just in front of you? That controls the monitors. It turns them on and off, basically. You see, this machine has built-in scanners. If you like, you can actually watch yourself from the inside using low-density x-ray technology."

"You mean... I can watch me cum inside myself?" Mary asked incredulously.

Dr. Stiles shrugged. "Some people find the experience unique. Some find it distasteful. For some, however, it can actually heighten their arousal, knowing that they get to witness the moment of their child's conception in a way that most people never will. Everything will be recorded, regardless, and you can have a copy of the recording for later... uhm... use. It's entirely up to you." Dr. Stiles saw Mary blush just the tiniest bit and she felt that she knew what Mary's choice would be. A wisp of a smirk flitted across her face before she regained her composure. "One more thing: when you are finished, you see those things next to the towel rack? Those are vaginal plugs. If you feel you need it and want to ensure maximum conception, please insert one and leave it in while you shower. When you're done with your shower, we will then scan you for embryos and hopefully have some good news for you before you leave."

Mary held up her hand, her fingers intertwined. "Fingers crossed!" she said enthusiastically.

"Yes," Dr. Stiles agreed. She regarded Mary with a curt nod. "Well, then. Any questions?"

"Nope!" Mary replied. She gripped The Bike's handlebars in eager anticipation. "Left button turns it on. Right slider, gets it in. Center panel is my own personal porn movie. Reverse it when I'm done. Use towels. Use the plug. Go take a shower. Pretty simple!"

Dr. Stiles smiled again and nodded. "Very well. Looks like I'm not needed here anymore. Have fun and feel free to stay in here as long as you like. There's no time limit and we have a small fleet of these things, so no one will be left waiting. If anything goes wrong or if you need help with anything, there's an in-house phone built into The Bike, also activated from the center console. You can't miss it. Hope you don't need to make use of it, though. Anyway... enjoy yourself!"

Without another word, Dr. Stiles turned and left Mary alone in the room to her own devices.

"Yes!" Mary hissed. "Finally!" She rocked her hips just the tiniest bit and, in doing so, felt the tip of her cock apply a bit more pressure to her labia. For a moment there, she'd completely forgotten that she was poised at the entrance to her own pussy. Her over-sensitive cock was already on a hair trigger and the sudden sensations instantly made her shiver with glee. With gentle care, as she'd been told, she began to slide the right tab just the tiniest bit more. Sure enough, the pressure against her labia increased until she felt her cock head suddenly pop inside her pussy completely. The helmeted dome of her cock throbbed as it was enveloped by her own wetness and heat.

"Ooooh, man, that feels gooooood!" she said to herself throatily. In her mind's eye she could imagine how sexy it must look at the entrance to her pussy right now. Her thick, purple-headed snake was soon going to slide inside her body and she could hardly wait. She only wished that she could watch- suddenly she remembered the monitors and felt a thrill shoot up her spine. She glanced down at the center console and saw the simple controls. With a deft flick of her left wrist, she turned the monitors on and then fixed her gaze on the black screens. Within moments, the screens came to life and the clear image, as seen from the side, of her cock head nestled inside her pussy was right in front of her. The image had a greenish tint to it, but it was obvious that the cock it showed was her own- she'd know her own cock anywhere. Mary slid the tab a little bit more to the right and watched with rapt interest on the screen as she felt and saw her fuckstick slide that much more inside herself.

Her pussy walls fluttered excitedly at what she was seeing! There it was, right in front of her eyes: she was fucking herself! For all her life she had, like every other futa on the planet, done her best to avoid exactly this kind of thing, and here she was, about to be root-deep in her own cunt! She just couldn't believe it! It was so thrilling and awe-inspiring! With intrepid relish, she pushed the tab even more to the right and watched as inch after inch of her own cock pushed deeper into her body. The walls of her pussy were extremely tight, tighter than she expected, which only helped to increase her arousal. Watching her cock's upward journey, however, was absolutely incredible. Onward it kept going until, finally, the flared tip of her penis jutted up against the entrance to her cervix. She could see it there on the screen as her cockhead stopped at the obstruction. With a glance down at her groin, she could see that she still had several more inches of cock to go before she was fully seated inside herself. Only on a few occasions in her life had she ever felt so full and it totally enthralled her that, this time, she was filling HERSELF up! She focused her gaze back on the screen and concentrated intensely on what she saw there. With firm, steady persistence, she continued to nudge her cock upward, trying to eclipse her cervical ring, until it suddenly popped through. It felt both painful and exhilarating as she watched the bloated head of her penis lurch into her deepest chamber.

Mary stared at the monitor in sheer wonder. "I did it!" she gasped. "I'm inside my own womb! Ooooh, God, that's so hot! If I cum right now I'm gonna knock myself up with a baby! Fffffffuuuuuuuck, that's so wicked!" She bit her bottom lip at the thought, which caused her cock to throb insistently inside her. When she felt the inner walls of her own womb throb in sympathetic response, her body began to shiver. "God, I need to cum," she said huskily. "Never in my life have I wanted to cum oh so badly, but I gotta hold on! Gotta hold back. This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance I can't... ng! I can't blow... oh, fuck, that feels good. But I can't blow my load too soon! Draw it out, Mary!" she told herself. "Take it slow and make it lasssssst!"

Mary began to slowly, methodically rock her hips just the slightest bit. The sensation was so intense! Glancing down to look at her own tummy, she could see the distinct outline of her own cock head as it shifted ever so gently inside her body. She glanced back up at the screen and saw her cock involuntarily spew out a healthy gob of pre-cum. Seeing it dribble out of the head of her cum slit, Mary imagined that the fluid was already teeming with sperm and she was, right now, impregnating herself. "Shit!" she thought. "I'm SO close!"

Mary shook her head to let her mind clear up a bit. Doing so caused her large breasts to jiggle a bit and, for what seemed like the first time in her life, she was acutely aware of her nipples and how engorged they were in the cold room. Like magnets being drawn to rare earth metals, her hands went to her breasts and began to massage them deeply, her fat nipples pressed tightly against her palms while her fingers kneaded the dough of her funbags urgently. The added stimulation made Mary's hips jerk on their own, causing her to stab her throbbing cockmeat even deeper inside her. Letting nature take its course, Mary allowed her body to move on its own. In truth, though, she wouldn't have been able to hold herself back any longer- her need to cum was growing to the point of it being a biological imperative.

Slowly her hips moved back and forth in the saddle and Mary watched on the monitor as she began to truly fuck herself. The feeling was electric! With each thrust she could feel her cock rub against the back wall of her own womb and each pull was stopped by the barbed flare of her swollen cock head as her cervix maintained a stranglehold on her fleshy invader. Back and forth she went until her movements were fluid. Soon she found her perfect pace, stopping just millimeters before her cock head would snag against her cervical ring and thrusting right up until the tip of her penis just barely kissed her innermost wall. Being able to watch it on the monitor helped to gauge each motion, but after a few strokes it became automatic. Forward and back she moved, all the while the heat in her loins steadily grew to a fever pitch. Her pussy was leaking copious amounts of fluid all over the shaft of her cock as she fucked herself and the tip of her cum-loaded monster kept belching out small volleys of pre-cum. Each time her cum slit expanded so that it could spew more lubricating fluid into her womb, Mary felt jolts of electricity run up and down her shaft. With every throb she was getting closer and closer to climax, an inevitability that she could no more forestall than she could stop a freight train.

"I'm gonna do it!" she whispered to herself. "I'm gonna cum! I feel it building inside me, oh GOD does this feel good! C'mon, Mary. Do it! Cum inside yourself, you greedy slut! Shoot that cum deep inside yourself! You came here to get yourself pregnant and, by God, that's what you're gonna do, you twisted hussy!" There was a part of her mind that was aghast at the things she was saying, but the more prevalent part of her psyche flat out didn't give a damn anymore. She was urging herself to shoot that cum any way that she could. "You want it, don't you?" she asked herself rhetorically. "You wanna shoot all of that hot, thick cum inside your own womb, don't you? Then do it, slut! Fucking cum already! Oh! Oh, shit, I- I'm SO CLOSE! FUCK!"

Mary's hips continued to pick up speed as she cheered herself on, driving her long, thick shaft into her hot, wet pussy like a woman possessed. Her fucking took on a new edge, one of desperation, and her thrusts became short and erratic, all thought of control completely gone from her mind. Finally, blessedly, she felt the dam break inside of her mind and the command from her brain to her cum-sacs rocketed through her nervous system, an order so bold that it almost drowned out all other commands the brain gave to the rest of her body. And her body obeyed that order with relish. A micro-second from thought to realization was all she had until she felt her hips lurch one last time and, suddenly, she froze in mid-stroke. Even in that flash of a second, her eyes took in what she saw on the monitor: her cock head was stopped almost dead-center in the chamber of her womb. As though time had slowed down to a crawl, she could feel a huge surge of cum rising up from her cock. She watched the cum slit of her angry cock head split wide open and then a massive geyser of white, thick, viscous seed shot out and began to splash against the back of her womb.

Held as a captive to her own body's needs at that point, Mary could only watch as her cock shot volley after volley of sperm into her deepest chamber. One gout of cum would splash against her innermost wall, which she felt instantly as a sort of scalding wash within, and even as it would start to run down the lining of her walls, her cock would seem to rear back so that it could shoot out another stream of babybatter. Mary lost count of how many times her cock lurched and jerked inside her, belching out so much cum that her tummy began to expand with the stuff. Mary just couldn't believe it- all of that came from within her own body! And it was miraculously going to STAY in her own body where it would do the most good: right inside her womb. With rapt awe, Mary watched as her own sperm began to shift and move on its own in order to accommodate more and more, gushing through her inner core and moving into her own fallopian tubes, where it was pushed into her egg sacs. A smaller window opened up on the screen, probably being controlled by whoever was observing her procedure, and it showed a zoomed-in image of one of her egg sacs. The magnified image showed millions of individual sperm swimming around and assaulting her eggs. Even through her sex-addled haze, Mary was stunned to realize that she was carrying no less than 20 individual eggs in just ONE sac, all of which were being attacked by her own sperm in what looked like an all-out biological war.

It seemed that her cock could go on like that forever! Of course, it couldn't and, eventually, the volume of her spurts began to ebb noticeably. After a moment, her body unfroze and she involuntarily resumed the motion of her hips, continuing to fuck herself gently even as her penis slowed its ejaculations. Meanwhile, Mary took in the scene on the monitor screens. Her tummy was bulging with spent cum that sloshed around warmly inside of her while she kept fucking. Even though it was done erupting, her cock was far from spent. It was still hard and sensitive. The second viewscreen continued to show the battle that was being waged in her egg sacs and the sight of it rekindled her passion.

Mary's hips began to move furtively again, automatically and quite outside of her control. She watched helplessly as her own cock resumed the wholesale attack on her womb. Back and forth it moved, like a piston, and it showed no signs of slowing. The majesty of it was totally enthralling to witness and Mary soon found herself watching the scene unfold inside her own body as though she was merely a spectator. Her animal lusts had completely taken over her body while her conscious mind was forced to take a back seat and just watch. Mary could feel sweat beginning to form on her skin with the effort of her fucking, she could feel droplets of it on her fingers as they continued to maul her own breasts. Her skin was hot and feverish to the touch, which served only to inspire her more. Her nostrils flared with her heavy breathing and she could smell her own sex as its odor filled the room. If a mono had been in there with her, the poor thing would have gone crazy in a hot second, protective mask or not, the air was so thick with her pheromones. Meanwhile, Mary's hips moved in a blur of activity.

Mary felt the tell-tale sensations of another orgasm on the brink, so soon after the one she'd just experienced. She could hardly believe it. Not even three minutes had passed and she was about to unload within her own womb yet again! Her body shook with the anticipation of it and she could feel her internal testicles begin to clench. She didn't know how much more cum she had left inside her, but Mary suspected that it would be ample. Feeling her hot, throbbing cock push once more against her deepest inner wall, she braced herself for what could only be described as impact. A second passed and then it came. Or, rather, she did. Mary felt her cock thicken and stiffen as more cum was pushed through it, her eyes wide and transfixed on the screen in front of her. Her cockhead seemed to grow and, suddenly, another large, thick stream of her sperm-laden cum belched out and crashed against her womb like a jet of water out of a fire hose. With nowhere else to go, her tummy swelled even more as Mary watched on.

On the main screen a second small window appeared, this one showing her other egg sac. Like the first, it showed the familiar battle being waged within her body. Countless millions of sperm crashed against at least two dozen eggs, all of them intent on breaking through each egg's outer shell so that they could inseminate it. And, still, Mary's thick cock raged on, pushing in and out of her soaked pussy like it was possessed. It was an exquisite sensation, feeling her own thick shaft as it rubbed against her swollen and over-sensitive clit, and she was held hostage to it. She could feel a trace amount of her own seed begin to spill out past her pussy lips, signifying that her womb was now filled to capacity with her own semen, but the onslaught didn't end. Her cock lurched and bucked again and again.

Finally, almost mercifully, her orgasm abated and her hips slowed their uncontrollable thrusting. It took a moment for her body to come back under her own control, but when it did, she found that she was too worn out to do much with it. Mary's white-knuckled grip on her breasts loosened and she immediately grabbed The Bike's handlebars for something solid to hold on to as she took in powerful, whooping lungfuls of air. Every inch of her skin was slick with sweat and she felt like she'd just run the marathon of her life. Despite her utter exhaustion, however, Mary felt electrified. Her long, thick cock, still buried within her sopping pussy, was warm and, although softening, pulsed with satisfaction. "Holy God," Mary muttered breathlessly, "that was intense!"

Mary tried to sit up straight on her seat. As soon as she shifted, however, she felt a sizeable portion of her now-spent semen squelch out around her sex-slicked shaft. Feeling the thick rivulets of cum drip from her undercarriage threatened to arouse her again, which is something that Mary wasn't sure if she could handle a third time, so she froze where she sat. "What the hell do I do?" she wondered to herself. "If I try to get off this thing, all that cum will gush out of me like water from a balloon! I know she said that I shouldn't worry if I make a mess, but she probably wasn't counting on THIS!"

Mary looked around herself and noticed a shelf just within arm's reach to her left. There, upon the shelf, next to the towel, sat a cup. Mary guessed, rightly, that it had been placed there in case one of the test subjects got thirsty. While she did indeed feel a bit dehydrated, especially after cumming so hard twice within her own womb, Mary saw that the cup might be used in another way: to capture some of her excess cum. Moving as slowly and gently as she could, Mary grabbed the cup and carefully placed the lip of it just below where her cock entered the portal. With one hand holding the cup in place and the other hand on the adjustable slider on the handlebars, she slowly eased the slider so that the portal's aperture would swallow more of her cock. It was uncomfortable at first, but the Dryden virus had made it so that female plumbing would naturally stretch in order to accommodate a futa's long, thick penis. When the portal aperture was finally visible, Mary gingerly pulled her hips back so as to draw her cock out of herself. The feeling of her own large phallus exiting her body was both pleasurable and disappointing at the same time, but Mary managed to maintain enough control of herself to accomplish the task until, finally, just the head of her penis was all that was left inside of her pussy. Looking down to ensure that the cup was still in position, Mary quickly jerked her hips back to pull her cock completely clear of the aperture and, just as quickly, placed the cup's mouth over the opening. Cum immediately began to pour out of the aperture like it was a water spout and, when the cup was close to full, Mary suddenly shoved her cockhead back into the portal to plug herself back up.




Auto-Genesis Pt. 02



Mary regarded the cupful of her semen. It smelled so good and sweet that she was sorely tempted to drink it, but forced herself to wait. Looking around again, she saw that there was a sink on the other side of the room. Dammit! She wouldn't be able to pour the cum into the drain AND keep the portal plugged at the same time! So she steeled her nerves, shrugged and upended the cum of warm babybatter into her mouth. As a futa who'd masturbated more times than she could count throughout her life, Mary was no stranger to the taste of her own cum. But this time it somehow tasted different, sweeter and thicker than usual. As she gulped down the milky substance, Mary figured that its sweet taste and thick texture was probably due to her abstinence for the last couple of weeks. Within a moment, the cup was empty and Mary let out a loud burp that she was glad no one else was around to hear. Far in the back of her mind a little voice reminded her of the fact that the room was being monitored, but she ignored that voice handily. With a glance at the x-ray monitors, Mary realized that she still had quite a bit of spunk left inside of her. There was nothing left for her to do but repeat the process until she was emptied of her own sperm to the point where she could dismount The Bike without making a huge mess.

Five cups and a very full stomach later, Mary had accomplished her goal. She gently withdrew her cock from her well-used pussy one more time and took a deep, cleansing breath. There was still a large amount of cum inside of her body, sealed up inside the confines of her womb, but she no longer felt like a bloated elephant, pregnant with her own seed. With a wicked grin, Mary marveled at the fact that she was most likely pregnant in a whole other manner. She dismounted The Bike on somewhat rubbery legs and practically waddled to the door that would lead her to a warm, satisfying shower. Her tummy was still taut with the fullness of her own seed, but at least she hadn't left a gigantic puddle of goo on the floor when she walked. Some of it ran down the insides of her thighs, though. Her cock, still long and thick, dangled and slapped wetly against her thighs with each step and still oozed a few drops of unspent cum that mingled with what slowly drained out of her pussy. It was only then that Mary remembered the vaginal plug- she could've used that at first instead of forcing herself to drink her own cum. With a shrug, she decided that, although somewhat tawdry, she enjoyed the solution she'd come up with much more. With weary muscles, Mary opened the door and went to go take a shower.

As she stood under the warm water's spray, Mary could hardly believe that she'd actually done it. Something so taboo and kinky that even futa who engaged in incest frowned upon it! Self-cest! She'd done it to herself and what a WILD experience it had been! She couldn't have imagined how pleasurable and satisfying it would feel, but when she was done, Mary found herself wondering why she hadn't done it before. It was so thrilling and exciting and... HOT. NO ONE could have fucked her as thoroughly and completely as she'd fucked herself- no one! Mary looked down at her swollen tummy and gently pushed on it with her palms flat. She immediately felt her warm, thick seed begin to pour of her well-fucked pussy, travel down her legs and watched as it pooled in the shower drain. She couldn't get over how MUCH she'd cum inside herself, either. Never in her life had she cum so much, so hard. And the fact that she'd done it TWICE was just awe-inspiring. She hadn't had a double orgasm with her cock like that since she had been a teenager, when she was still new to sex and the pleasures it could bring. If she could get on TV right then and there, still naked as a jay-bird, she'd shout to the rest of the world that they have absolutely no idea what they're missing out on. Self-cest wasn't stupid or wrong- it was inevitable and the most natural thing that a futa could do! No messy relationships, no worries about STD's of any kind (not that futa ever really worried about such things, thanks to the Dryden virus!)- and a baby created from self-cest was sure to be a perfect combination of your best attributes. Why MORE futanari weren't doing it was a mystery- it's the most amazing sex act since auto-fellatio!

Mary resolved, as she stood in the shower, to try this again, as soon as possible. If, of course, Dr. Stiles would let her. If not, then she'd have to figure out a way to create her own Bike, using her savings. The concept itself seemed pretty straightforward. It would take some work and she'd have to brush up on her engineering skills, but she felt that she could do it if she had enough time and resources available. And she would, too, if it came to that. One thing was certain: nothing would stop her from enjoying what she'd just experienced again! Even if it meant that she'd have to carry her babies to term, she'd do it. The act of being her own broodmare was just too powerful to not do it as many times as possible. Mary simply couldn't think of a better mate than herself. She idly wondered if it was possible to marry herself? Wow, wouldn't THAT be one for the history books?

Mary finally got herself clean and was surprised to find that her clothes were waiting for her. Someone must have quietly put them there while she was showering. Mary quickly got dressed and when she stepped out of the private bathroom, she found Dr. Stiles standing the hallway waiting for her. The look on the good doctor's face, however, was strange. The woman looked as though she'd seen the most stupendous thing in the universe but couldn't find the words to describe it.

"Doctor?" Mary asked. "Are- is everything all right? Are you okay?"

Dr. Stiles silently nodded and handed a sheaf of papers to Mary. Mary looked down at the report, saw that it had her name on it and took a few moments to decipher it. When she got to one particular line in the report, however, her eyes stared in astonishment at the words. "Subject successfully self-inseminated a total of 42 eggs," the line read.

Mary looked back up at Dr. Stiles with incredulity. "Am I reading this right, Doctor?"

Dr. Stiles seemed to find her voice again and said quietly, "You... you're amazing, Ms. Patterson. In less than thirty minutes you've created 42 new human lives. That's... extraordinary!"

Mary looked down at her tummy, which still felt quite full despite having expended as much seed as she could in the shower. She regarded her body with uncertainty. "That many? Is that... is that even POSSIBLE?"

Dr. Stiles hooked her arm under Mary's and started guiding her down the hallway. "Normally, no. If you were to try and carry all of those embryos to term, you'd either explode or they'd crush themselves to death. Either way, no human body can support let alone carry that many babies, even WITH the Dryden virus in play. So we have to get those guys out of you as quickly as possible."

Mary walked alongside the doctor, arm in arm, as though she was in a daze. "But... 42? Really? How...?"

Dr. Stiles heaved a sigh. "My guess? You probably overdid it with the fertility drugs. Our initial scans indicated that you were storing an awful lot of semen, too, so that was probably a contributing factor. As you know, the futa reproductive system is rather effective, for both our male and female organs. Sperm is more potent and our eggs have thinner protective membranes. We are quite literally made for breeding. Which is actually part of why I started this program."

Mary was slightly confused by that. "Because we're made to breed?" she asked uncertainly.

"Absolutely!" the doctor replied with a nod as they rounded a corner. Mary had no idea where she was being taken to, but in her post-coital haze, she was perfectly amenable to do just about anything right then. "You see, it's a numbers game, really. With our current social system, the binomial breeding process, the chances of OVER-breeding is very real. Two futas get involved, fall in love, have sex... statistically speaking, the chances of them both getting pregnant increase exponentially. And with the recent acceptance of incest, the numbers rise even higher. And futanari breed as true as rabbits. But! If we can learn how to make reproduction a solitary act of choice, an act of volition, the numbers go down. There's a very real risk, Ms. Patterson, that we might over-populate the planet if we keep going like we have. I've heard rumors of a secret expedition in space- we're ALREADY looking for a new planet to colonize, not because we're ruining Mother Earth, but because there simply won't be enough room for us inside of a century! If those rumors are true, then we've got our work cut out for us. I mean, finding a planet that will sustain human life is hard enough, but to make it habitable enough for us to actually live there and thrive within a hundred years will take a miracle. So my hope is that this program might serve as a sort of band-aid on the over-population front. If we can convince enough people that self-cest is a GOOD thing, then we might avoid a global disaster and stretch our time-table out by at least another hundred years."

Mary was gob smacked by this revelation. She had never really considered any of this before, but it made complete sense. "So... this isn't about changing social attitudes, but it has an actual, practical purpose?"

"Of course!" Dr. Stiles said. "How do you think I managed to get the funding for it? Changing social mores is all well and good, but it's not exactly high on a business's list of priorities. However, social stability ensures profits. If society gets over-crowded, then profits break down and the business suffers. That CIALIS can help to influence the hearts and minds of the futanari human race is really just the icing on the cake. But, really, this is all just about saving ourselves as a species."

"Wow," Mary replied, lost in distant thought. "But wait- I just made 42 NEW human lives. All by myself! Isn't that bad, considering your... mission?"

Dr. Stiles' head moved from side to side in a see-saw motion. "Yes and no. Yes, because, obviously, those lives will add to our population. But! My embryonic stasis chambers can help with that. You see, we can keep the embryos in stasis indefinitely. We can extract them for incubation all at once or one at a time, depending on your wishes. You are, after all, their parent, so you make the final decision. They can stay in stasis for as long or as short as you like."

"So what happens to them if I die before I can make my decision?"

Dr. Stiles shook her head. "I can't really say for certain. That becomes a legal issue that I can't even begin to unravel." She patted Mary's hand consolingly. "And I pray that we don't have to find out the hard way." She pulled Mary to a stop at a door in the hallway. "If you'll step inside here with me, Ms. Patterson, we can do the extraction right now."

Mary placed a hand on her tummy and felt a slight wave of panic wash over her. "When you... extract them, will they be okay? I don't want my babies to be hurt in any way," she added sternly. Hearing the steel in her own voice surprised even Mary. How had she gone from the quiet, timid futa of an hour ago into a protective mother in so short a time?

Dr. Stiles patted Mary's arm reassuringly. "I promise, Ms. Patterson, that your progeny will be perfectly fine and healthy while they stay in stasis. No harm will come to them, ever. It will be like they're frozen in time. If it helps to make you more comfortable, I'll tell you a little secret that not too many people know: my daughter and I, combined, have over three hundred embryos in stasis right this minute. Many of them were products of self-cest, but some were created within my womb by my daughter and vice-versa."

"...wow," Mary said with amazement. "Three HUNDRED?!"

"OVER three hundred," Dr. Stiles corrected. "We hope to bring that count up to four hundred before the end of the month," she added with a conspiratorial tone. "Just between you and me, Eve and I can't get enough of each other." She waved her confession off and charged on. "As may be, the point is that Eve and I check on our babies daily. Every single one of them, since we started this little enterprise, is perfectly, absolutely, 100% fine."

Mary went into the room and saw that it was fairly sterile. There was a rack of devices, little cubes that she figured were empty stasis chambers, a larger device that she recognized as the embryonic extraction device (she'd seen it in a recent news article) and a nondescript exam table. Dr. Stiles indicated that she should lay down on the table and pull up her shirt high enough to expose her midriff. When her tummy was bare, she looked up at the doctor warily. "This won't hurt, will it?"

Dr. Stiles smiled warmly and shook her head. "You won't feel a thing," she said. "I've done this on myself and my own daughter countless times-"

"At least three hundred of them," Mary supplied.

The smile on the doctor's face spread. "Give or take, yes. Each time was as painless as the first. It'll be over before you know it." With that, she placed the extraction device over Mary's stomach, pressed a few buttons and then asked, "Ready?" Mary nodded, the doctor hit a button and said, "All done!" With a flick of her wrist, she popped the stasis chamber out of the extraction device and showed its readout to Mary, who saw in big, green digital numbers "+42."

Again, Mary was astonished. "That's it?"

"Uh-huh."

"But I didn't feel anything! Are you sure they're in there?"

Dr. Stiles tapped the display on the chamber a few times and then showed it to Mary. The display showed what looked like several dozen tiny globes. They looked like they were frozen in amber. "Maker, meet your progeny; progeny, your maker."

Mary's eyes got misty at the sight. Her intellectual mind was blown and simply could not fathom the fact that she was looking at 42 of her own offspring, all contained inside of a little box, but the mystery of the maternal instinct told her it was true. She was looking at her future children. She didn't know when or how, but one day she would see them all and meet them as real people.

"Hello, my sweet peas," she said to the display lovingly. "Mommy's here. I love you and, someday, I promise, we'll meet like we should. Someday." She looked up at Dr. Stiles. "So what will happen to the stasis chamber?" she asked. "Will you just keep them on a shelf or what?"

Dr. Stiles handed the small cube to Mary, who took it from her reverently. "No mother should be separated from her children," she said warmly. "They're yours and yours to protect. Keep them with you for as long as you wish. When you're ready, bring them back and we can place them in maturation chambers. Or... add to their number."

Mary's eyes lit up at that prospect. "You mean... I can come back?!" she asked excitedly as she sat up.

Dr. Stiles laughed gently. "Of course! A woman like you? You're absolutely welcome back! As a matter of fact, and this is something we don't generally put out there, but all of our initial test subjects have a lifelong membership with us, free of charge. That membership covers everything from the impregnation process all the way through to full decanting of offspring. When we go fully public as a business everyone else will, of course, be paying customers. But those who help us in our fledgling stages will be treated as VIP investors. After all, in a sense, that's exactly what you are: investors. The currency you bring, however, is not money but good will. We hope that your experiences here will be positive enough to encourage others to become clients and help break the taboo of self-cest entirely. If you can help manage that, you'd be doing us a world of good, both figuratively and literally. Remember: what we're doing here is for all futa-kind. So, as compensation, you get our services for free, until the day you die. And any offspring you leave in our care after you pass on, like I said, will be up to the lawyers to figure out, but our contracts are ironclad in that every life, both mothers and offspring, will be treated as sacred."

Mary looked down at the stasis cube for a moment and then back up at Dr. Stiles with a smirk on her face. "Over three hundred, eh?"

Dr. Stiles smiled back. "It's a fact."

"I'll see you in a month."