I am something of an expert in the scientific field of cloning techniques and technologies. At least to some. To others I am more of a mad scientist, creating abominations and mad sins against God. Both are at least partially correct if I do say so myself. And I do. Today however, I’d like to share the story of my greatest sin against God or the Gods of the universe. It’s the story of how I ended up fucking myself, well technically myself. And of course how I continue to do so to this day.

It all started when I ran into some issues with latest and greatest cloning device. Capable of creating a new clone in half the time of my previous machines. But I’d hit a snag, a snag I’d been caught on for weeks. I tried reaching out to some of peers, searching for insight, hoping they’d catch my mistake or suggest a new way of approaching the problem. But they aren’t as skilled as I am, so naturally, they were dreadfully useless.

And then, I had a bright idea. I cloned myself. I’d done this before of course, in the early days of my experiments. But never since the clones had become as near perfect as they are today. This clone would retain all my memories, my thoughts, my urges, desires and of course my upmost genius. Though of course, they would be themselves. Or me in a themselves sort of way. Obviously it’s complicated. But perhaps, through talking through the problems with myself, I could come up with a solution.

So I set to work, collecting the appropriate samples, calibrating the machine and starting the whole process. It would take a few days of course, so I arranged to go on a short trip to clear my mind while the process was taking place.

When I returned however, there was a problem. Sitting before me, in the tube designed to keep an unawakened clone alive, was… Well technically it was my clone. All the genetic markers matched, it was 100 percent me. But… Well, it was a female. Entirely a female that is, as if it were merely my twin sister as opposed to the perfect clone it was meant to be. I thought about flushing the clone immediately and starting over. Such an anomaly was not generally good for business. Thus I’d need to ensure that nothing like this could ever happen again… But then, the true scientist within me really kicked in. What if there could be some previously unknown value to this? What if I could expand the capability of my machines to do this intentionally? Sure, some would later be deeply offended by the potential incestuous issues that were created by this… But those was there moral issues to struggle with, not my own.

Thus I began the awakening process on the clone. A slow process, so as not to overwhelm them upon awakening. But my heart raced with excitement the entire time. I couldn’t wait to begin exploring this new found problem and of course to see the progress it could potentially lead to.

When the process was finally complete, the clone was seated in metal throne, wrapped in a blanket as I possessed no feminine clothing in which to dress her. As I could see her starting to wake, I smiled, pulling a seat into position before her.

“Welcome to the world me.” I said with a welcoming smile. “We have a hell of a lot to discuss.”

(Howdy all!

This is where I’d like to pick things up from in what is probably a rather whacky and niche idea. It’s very not gonna be for everyone as I guess it’s technically an Incest prompt. Though I mean terms like sister, mother, father, etc are not gonna be present, so if those ideas in particular wig you out, they won’t be an issue.

But I envision this as something of a long term prompt. With a bit of story and I imagine a good bit of kinky fun. Though if you’re more the short term type player, I’m sure we can work something out.

We can play this out here on Reddit In PMs (no chats) or on another platform if you so desire.

I know I wrote this in first person, but we can move to third if you are more comfortable with that.

Kinks:

Cumplay, creampies, dirty talk, public/risky sex, clothed sex, roughness, spanking, hair pulling, light bondage, switch partners, and plenty, plenty more. If it’s not a limit, just ask!

Limits:

Gore, feet, toilet play, animals, non con, torture, vomit or any of the gross stuff like that.

I hope to hear from you (or me) soon and I know that we can have a ton of fun with one another (or rather with ourselves!))