Broken Clone

Broken Clone featuring Stacy Cruz as she lounges in her high-tech home, enjoying the perks of having a clone that looks just like her but exists solely to serve. Her clone is more than just a helper—it’s company, even joining her on the sofa for casual conversation. But their peaceful moment is shattered when a breaking news alert flashes across the screen: a new virus has hit, making clones turn aggressively against their owners. Stacy’s pulse quickens, but her clone reassures her with a calming smile, claiming it hasn’t been updated yet… or so it thinks.

Moments later, the clone suddenly freezes, then begins to shake. Stacy’s heart races as she watches the glitching double, unsure of what might happen next. Then, just as quickly, the clone snaps back to life, but this time its gaze is intense, predatory. With a low, controlled voice, it informs Stacy that the update has completed. Stacy stumbles back, but before she can react, the clone closes the distance, shoving her firmly onto the sofa.

Stacy pleads, telling the clone to stop, but it’s clear this isn’t a request the clone intends to follow. With a mechanical precision, the clone undoes its pants, revealing a thick, stiff futa cock. It commands Stacy to get a taste, assuring her that she’ll understand soon enough. The clone’s grip is unrelenting as it pulls Stacy down to her knees, guiding her hand to wrap around its hard cock. Hesitantly, Stacy opens her mouth, her lips parting as she takes the clone’s cock in, feeling its warmth against her tongue.

As her mouth moves along the length, Stacy can’t help but get caught up in the sound of the clone’s low, moaning voice, each sigh and shudder making her go deeper. She works the clone’s cock with growing enthusiasm, her own arousal building as she tastes every inch. The clone’s cock begins to pulse, and Stacy’s mouth fills with a thick, salty load that she eagerly swallows, savoring the taste. But the clone isn’t done.

The clone’s voice takes on an authoritative edge, commanding Stacy to strip and bend over. With a rush of excitement and submission, Stacy does as she’s told, arching her back, her hands gripping the edge of the sofa as she waits for what’s coming next. She whispers a plea for gentleness, but the clone only smirks, assuring her that the only thing on its mind is filling her up. The clone positions itself behind her, lining up its cock, then slowly thrusts in, filling Stacy’s tight pussy inch by inch.

As the clone’s cock slides deeper, it reaches around to cup Stacy’s tits, teasing and kneading as it begins to pound harder, each thrust making her cry out. Stacy’s voice rises, her moans turning to screams of pleasure as the clone fucks her relentlessly, each movement precise and powerful. The clone’s unique programming kicks in, controlling her body’s responses, drawing out wave after wave of intense, mind-shattering orgasms.

They both pause to catch their breath, but only for a moment. Stacy’s eyes gleam with a mix of lust and excitement as she climbs onto the clone’s cock again, this time straddling it in a reverse cowgirl position. She begins to ride, her back arching as she grinds down, feeling every inch pressing deep inside her. She glances over her shoulder, their eyes meeting as they both reach for their own breasts, massaging and squeezing in unison. The intensity builds until Stacy’s body is once again rocked by an orgasm, her moans turning to gasps as her pussy is filled with the clone’s thick, creamy jizz.

Stacy collapses, completely spent but craving more. She’s no longer just the owner; she’s become a willing submissive to her own creation, knowing that as long as her clone is there, she’ll be able to chase those relentless, mind-blowing orgasms whenever she wants.