The Clone Experiment
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DO NOT READ PARAGRAPHS far away from the main story. Those paragraphs are meant for later, and should only be read once integrated into the main storyline. Thank you.
Probably start at 18, age 4 years during sleep, 4 over course of day.
---Maybe instead start at 17 then age 3 years during sleep, then 2 over course of day, then 3 at night, so on
Probably change this to be a school
thing, taking the 20 hottest girls in class. Girls start 17, some have boyfriends, some dont. Have classroom stuff, and domestic talk
Have 1 girl and boy who are very faithful, and still happy in older age, even though she is ashamed of her body
17 so they are 27, pre wall, then 32, post wall and starting to age. Maybe do 18 instead, for redhead grey at 28, and sag for the super perky at 33.
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The Clone Experiment - Part 1
Sarah Walker was a 19 year old fashion blogger and semi-successful model. She was thinking about her instagram and new onlyfans account. Except she wasn't Sarah Walker. She was clone P of Sarah Walker, with all of her memories, feelings and desires. She still had the dream of becoming a household name as a model, and loved hanging out with her friends. When she had signed up for this experiment, she did it because she-or Sarah, I guess, had wanted the cash. The research agency had been looking for the genes most resistant to aging to develop new anti-aging technology, and Sarah thought that was a good cause.
The lights went on, and a man came in. He administered a needle which he said was an aphrodisiac that would last the whole experiment (wonder why I would need that, but I'm sure it couldn't hurt). He told her to remove all her clothes(it said that would be common in the waiver), put on a piece of underwear labeled "P" on the front, and look at herself in the mirror.
Examining her fit 19 year old figure, she thought she had what it takes to be a model. Her long blond hair flowed down a clear, angular face with deep green eyes. Copping a feel of her bare medium-sized breasts, she adored how round and firm they were, and men did even more. She jiggled them up and down a bit, let their perk stabilize them, and ran her hands down her fit, trim stomach with a light showing of abs, just enough to be feminine. Her skin, from her arms, to her bosom to her butt cheeks was smooth and simply radiated youth, in an absolutely irresistible manner. Turning around and slapping her rear, it had a satisfactory amount of jiggle and resistance, and stuck out far enough to clearly testify to many squats among her 1.5 hour daily fitness routine. Her thighs were smooth and supple, an ideal balance between muscle and fat. All around, she was trim, youthful and tight, just how the boys liked it.
"This way" he led her into a dome shape room with walls of mirrors except for the evenly spaced black dots. "Your body will be examined here every day thoroughly for changes, I will now obtain your base results, please". He put on a pair of gloves and begain squeezing and pinching all over her naked body (purr, is that aphrodisiac taking effect or do I just want to show off right now?) she thought. He had just finished putting calipers on multiple parts of her butt, arms, belly, thighs and even her exposed boobs, when he lifted them up and put a very thin wire at the bottom of them. "This is to test how much your breasts sag, if at all". It fell down the moment he let go of it (just as it should, I couldn't imagine it not). He measured the angle of her nipple (a solid 19° above, of course), and then drew a line exactly under them to track for later. He told her to do 5 jumping jacks, and then let a machine slap her butt. Slap my butt!? This was never in the contract, but it wouldn't be that bad if he got a view of it. She felt her chest go up and down as she did the jumping jacks, staring at him with a hint of desire in the process. He was stone-faced. She moved up to the machine, and giggled as it gave her asset a solid smack. The doctor was watching, but didn't give the reaction she was looking for.
She was then told that every day she would have a chance to "get intimate" with a man, there would be 15 women competing for 8 men, so our looks were vitally important (even more than usual with these stakes). As a "Pregnancy" category clone, I would only be allowed a bit more than 5 minutes of exercise a day, almost none at all compared to what I was used to, unlike the "Exercise" or "E" clones who got a whole hour and a half. And as a Pregnancy clone, I would have the body changes and stress of having three babies simulated between 29 and 39. Now that we were done, I was told to head off for bed. Finding her way to a bed enclosed by curtains, she drifted off to sleep, thinking of how successful she would be when she was older.
----------Day 1: age 19-----
She awoke to bright light from the ceiling, and realized the curtain around her bed was gone. She put her hands over her chest, remembering she had never changed, then she saw the other girls. Some were covering like her, but a few walked candidly and they quickly realized they all wore nothing but fairly revealing underwear. Sarah P got up and started checking the other girls out. These 30 girls(15 of them identical clone twins) would be her competition for those oh so dreamy 16 boys (and the aphrodisiacs made those boys not exactly optional).
Ashley, a meek and very young looking 19 year old with a small-ish bosom but at least a cute appearance and a very small and tight bum, Shannon, who's tits shot out as rounded cones so far and with such little support underneath them they appeared to defy physics, and Emma, a bright, giggly, porcelain-skinned redhead who drew lots of attention with her giant rack. Her orbs were massive, perfectly perky and exceptionally round. She let the other girls squeeze them just so we knew they were real, and they felt great. "They make me worry about competition though, pairs like these will be hard to beat" Sarah thought.
Kim, a slender beauty with rich black hair and a modest but well shaped chest, had a face which seemed a little sour but the shape of her hourglass figure was impressive. "Hey, they're not as big, but they have a great shape. Don't worry, size isn't everything" Sarah said partially cheerfully and partially to hurt her competition's confidence. Kim glowered but only spoke in her mind. This girl Natasha had massive knockers and a butt nearly as big, but Sarah was pleased to notice they had fallen just a minor amount, something she had over her. Amy had a large and very prominent bosom compared to average, and a firm bum that stuck out impressively far, but what really tied her form together was her waist. She had an incredibly exagerated hourglass figure with a very slim, narrow, perfectly flat stomach, ending at wide hips. Combined with her far protruding bust and buttocks, it made her body look like it was perpetually in a corset. Except she was naked, plump breasts, big butt and creamy skin exposed for all to see. Sam was a black haired young woman with perky medium-large assets like mine, and a very fit body.
And then I found the other clone - Sarah E! We were exactly like each other, except she had an E on her underwear, and know that I notice, an E on her left shoulder. We had exactly the same personalities, interests and minds but soon were told to go to the gym for a morning exercise.
We entered the expansive and well outfitted gym, and waited at a line on the track as told. Then, the speakers said to jog 3 laps, even the non excercise clones. It wasn't a race, but my fit legs carried me quickly anyways. We all laughed at each other as our girl-bits jumped up and down in mutual embarrassment. Scanning ahead, I noted the firm glutes of the 29 other competitors on the track as my own lean machine of a body easily finished the 3 laps with barely a sweat. All P's then had to stop excercising while the E's got to keep themselves in shape a while longer on whatever machine they liked, some kept on the track. A box of sports bras slid from the wall (a must to keep our chests competitive while staying fit).
The lounge us P's went to had multiple big TVs, video games, arcade games, card games, and stocked with snacks. This was where we would be spending our time, especially when the E's were exercising. I could see them through the glass seperating the two rooms, working their muscles while we grew lazy and mushy. I am getting 5-10% my usual exercise, how am I supposed to stay hot? My muscles will disappear at this rate, and how will my ass compete then?
At lunch, we joked about all the food getting on our naked boobs, still getting used to the constant nudity. By the end of the day us P's were having our measly five minutes of exercise when in walked 16 handsome young men. A few of us squealed, most were trying to cover more than our underwear and sports bras, and Sam E suddenly realized she was the only one topless with a blush and a sudden cover-up (she had been jogging the entire day without noticing the sports bras). We were told to continue what we were doing (despite all the incredible men staring). One man, Zach, was eyeing me while I did squats. Yes, yes, I thought to myself, one of those lucky 16. We ended the day with another 3 laps as the men stared and decided. I gave an extra jiggle and wink as I passed them. We then changed into our swimsuits before we presented ourselves for them to decide.
We showed our front, and then our back, in front of them, all at once. I had chosen a blue bikini to wear during this experiment, and before I turned around Zach chose me. Emma and Shannon had multiple suitors, Kim, Sam and even Ashley got chosen. Now the fun began. I showed up in skirt, thin blouse and bra (another outfit I picked out) and sat waiting with my feet under my butt and my chest thrust forwards, enthralled with desire. He unbuckled my front, and stared at the wonderous perky orbs which plopped out and their hard pink nipples for a few unbearable seconds which felt like hours. Then in a lunge he grabbed one, and squeezed my firm bubble buttocks with his other hand. The rest was ecstasy.
-----Rick, Test Assistant----- Rick was having the time of his life. That redhead with the incredible tits was lying on her back, looking at him alluringly, irresistibly, begging him to take her. They were massive, porcelain white perfect spheres with bright pink dots, and he half thought they were fake until just now. Feeling her creamy butt cheeks, super plump and firm, they made him viscerally understand where the term "bubble butt" came from. The clapping they made was something Rick wanted to feel forever. Everything about her was tight, firm and goddess-like. She was upright currently, and just for fun he squeezed her dense yet firm boobs, pushed them up, and watched them defy gravity on the way back down. He couldn't help but smile. In fact, they both smiled alot that night.
The young women went back to their bunks in a haze of satisfaction. Sarah P, having been required to change into her standard issue "P" underwear and toplessness, saw Sam E glancing around in the dim. Sam snapped sport bra on her chest, noticed Sarah watching and said "shhhhh, don't tell anyone, just want to keep the girls perky after bouncing them up and down all day on the track without any support". Sarah distinctly remembered researching that wearing, and especially sleeping with a bra actually caused sagging, but said nothing. Why help the competition? She winked assurance, and went to bed hugging her own assets, wanting to thank them for all they got her today, and hoping they would keep on doing so.
told that only
the the top quarter most attractive will be given their youth back, while they are late 20s early 30s, pass by women who have been aged to 40s or 50s. While in school going to swimming lessons and complaining about being out of shape single teacher in her 30s tells them to enjoy their bodies while they are young. backless bra with only fabric on front, strings on sides and back, and in between the pads. Exposes side, bottom and top, only gives a bit of support, and is translucent
----------Day 2: Age 24-----
Sarah P woke up to bright light and got out of bed with her bosom on display for the world to see. But she didn't feel the same as she had went to bed. Her body felt more tired, less energetic. She looked at the smart mirror beside her bed. She noticed it displayed herself twice, once with a 19 above it and once with a 24. Except they weren't the same!
Her form under the 24 was subtly thicker, less sleek, and well, perhaps less defined would be the best way to describe its figure. "What!" When she had been told there would be a lack of exercise and a simulation of aging, she hadn't understood that it would simulate her going five years with barely any exercise! She pinched her biceps and found them with upsettingly less muscle than last night, but with some newfound flab instead. Her stomach was no longer hard and flat like a board. Unpleasantly, she learned that her belly, while still flat-ish, now had soft, flabby flesh puffing out where visible abs used to be, and there was even a small roll of fat pouching over her waistband.
DO NOT READ PARAGRAPHS far away from the main story. Those paragraphs are meant for later, and should only be read once integrated into the main storyline. Thank you.
Probably start at 18, age 4 years during sleep, 4 over course of day.
---Maybe instead start at 17 then age 3 years during sleep, then 2 over course of day, then 3 at night, so on
Probably change this to be a school
thing, taking the 20 hottest girls in class. Girls start 17, some have boyfriends, some dont. Have classroom stuff, and domestic talk
Have 1 girl and boy who are very faithful, and still happy in older age, even though she is ashamed of her body
17 so they are 27, pre wall, then 32, post wall and starting to age. Maybe do 18 instead, for redhead grey at 28, and sag for the super perky at 33.
byebra.com/
shopcoobie.com/blogs/news/everything-you-need-to-know-about-strapless-bras-how-to-buy-a-strapless-bra www.romancemeetslife.com/2013/08/a-strapless-and-backless-bra-how-does.html?m=1
The Clone Experiment - Part 1
Sarah Walker was a 19 year old fashion blogger and semi-successful model. She was thinking about her instagram and new onlyfans account. Except she wasn't Sarah Walker. She was clone P of Sarah Walker, with all of her memories, feelings and desires. She still had the dream of becoming a household name as a model, and loved hanging out with her friends. When she had signed up for this experiment, she did it because she-or Sarah, I guess, had wanted the cash. The research agency had been looking for the genes most resistant to aging to develop new anti-aging technology, and Sarah thought that was a good cause.
The lights went on, and a man came in. He administered a needle which he said was an aphrodisiac that would last the whole experiment (wonder why I would need that, but I'm sure it couldn't hurt). He told her to remove all her clothes(it said that would be common in the waiver), put on a piece of underwear labeled "P" on the front, and look at herself in the mirror.
Examining her fit 19 year old figure, she thought she had what it takes to be a model. Her long blond hair flowed down a clear, angular face with deep green eyes. Copping a feel of her bare medium-sized breasts, she adored how round and firm they were, and men did even more. She jiggled them up and down a bit, let their perk stabilize them, and ran her hands down her fit, trim stomach with a light showing of abs, just enough to be feminine. Her skin, from her arms, to her bosom to her butt cheeks was smooth and simply radiated youth, in an absolutely irresistible manner. Turning around and slapping her rear, it had a satisfactory amount of jiggle and resistance, and stuck out far enough to clearly testify to many squats among her 1.5 hour daily fitness routine. Her thighs were smooth and supple, an ideal balance between muscle and fat. All around, she was trim, youthful and tight, just how the boys liked it.
"This way" he led her into a dome shape room with walls of mirrors except for the evenly spaced black dots. "Your body will be examined here every day thoroughly for changes, I will now obtain your base results, please". He put on a pair of gloves and begain squeezing and pinching all over her naked body (purr, is that aphrodisiac taking effect or do I just want to show off right now?) she thought. He had just finished putting calipers on multiple parts of her butt, arms, belly, thighs and even her exposed boobs, when he lifted them up and put a very thin wire at the bottom of them. "This is to test how much your breasts sag, if at all". It fell down the moment he let go of it (just as it should, I couldn't imagine it not). He measured the angle of her nipple (a solid 19° above, of course), and then drew a line exactly under them to track for later. He told her to do 5 jumping jacks, and then let a machine slap her butt. Slap my butt!? This was never in the contract, but it wouldn't be that bad if he got a view of it. She felt her chest go up and down as she did the jumping jacks, staring at him with a hint of desire in the process. He was stone-faced. She moved up to the machine, and giggled as it gave her asset a solid smack. The doctor was watching, but didn't give the reaction she was looking for.
She was then told that every day she would have a chance to "get intimate" with a man, there would be 15 women competing for 8 men, so our looks were vitally important (even more than usual with these stakes). As a "Pregnancy" category clone, I would only be allowed a bit more than 5 minutes of exercise a day, almost none at all compared to what I was used to, unlike the "Exercise" or "E" clones who got a whole hour and a half. And as a Pregnancy clone, I would have the body changes and stress of having three babies simulated between 29 and 39. Now that we were done, I was told to head off for bed. Finding her way to a bed enclosed by curtains, she drifted off to sleep, thinking of how successful she would be when she was older.
----------Day 1: age 19-----
She awoke to bright light from the ceiling, and realized the curtain around her bed was gone. She put her hands over her chest, remembering she had never changed, then she saw the other girls. Some were covering like her, but a few walked candidly and they quickly realized they all wore nothing but fairly revealing underwear. Sarah P got up and started checking the other girls out. These 30 girls(15 of them identical clone twins) would be her competition for those oh so dreamy 16 boys (and the aphrodisiacs made those boys not exactly optional).
Ashley, a meek and very young looking 19 year old with a small-ish bosom but at least a cute appearance and a very small and tight bum, Shannon, who's tits shot out as rounded cones so far and with such little support underneath them they appeared to defy physics, and Emma, a bright, giggly, porcelain-skinned redhead who drew lots of attention with her giant rack. Her orbs were massive, perfectly perky and exceptionally round. She let the other girls squeeze them just so we knew they were real, and they felt great. "They make me worry about competition though, pairs like these will be hard to beat" Sarah thought.
Kim, a slender beauty with rich black hair and a modest but well shaped chest, had a face which seemed a little sour but the shape of her hourglass figure was impressive. "Hey, they're not as big, but they have a great shape. Don't worry, size isn't everything" Sarah said partially cheerfully and partially to hurt her competition's confidence. Kim glowered but only spoke in her mind. This girl Natasha had massive knockers and a butt nearly as big, but Sarah was pleased to notice they had fallen just a minor amount, something she had over her. Amy had a large and very prominent bosom compared to average, and a firm bum that stuck out impressively far, but what really tied her form together was her waist. She had an incredibly exagerated hourglass figure with a very slim, narrow, perfectly flat stomach, ending at wide hips. Combined with her far protruding bust and buttocks, it made her body look like it was perpetually in a corset. Except she was naked, plump breasts, big butt and creamy skin exposed for all to see. Sam was a black haired young woman with perky medium-large assets like mine, and a very fit body.
And then I found the other clone - Sarah E! We were exactly like each other, except she had an E on her underwear, and know that I notice, an E on her left shoulder. We had exactly the same personalities, interests and minds but soon were told to go to the gym for a morning exercise.
We entered the expansive and well outfitted gym, and waited at a line on the track as told. Then, the speakers said to jog 3 laps, even the non excercise clones. It wasn't a race, but my fit legs carried me quickly anyways. We all laughed at each other as our girl-bits jumped up and down in mutual embarrassment. Scanning ahead, I noted the firm glutes of the 29 other competitors on the track as my own lean machine of a body easily finished the 3 laps with barely a sweat. All P's then had to stop excercising while the E's got to keep themselves in shape a while longer on whatever machine they liked, some kept on the track. A box of sports bras slid from the wall (a must to keep our chests competitive while staying fit).
The lounge us P's went to had multiple big TVs, video games, arcade games, card games, and stocked with snacks. This was where we would be spending our time, especially when the E's were exercising. I could see them through the glass seperating the two rooms, working their muscles while we grew lazy and mushy. I am getting 5-10% my usual exercise, how am I supposed to stay hot? My muscles will disappear at this rate, and how will my ass compete then?
At lunch, we joked about all the food getting on our naked boobs, still getting used to the constant nudity. By the end of the day us P's were having our measly five minutes of exercise when in walked 16 handsome young men. A few of us squealed, most were trying to cover more than our underwear and sports bras, and Sam E suddenly realized she was the only one topless with a blush and a sudden cover-up (she had been jogging the entire day without noticing the sports bras). We were told to continue what we were doing (despite all the incredible men staring). One man, Zach, was eyeing me while I did squats. Yes, yes, I thought to myself, one of those lucky 16. We ended the day with another 3 laps as the men stared and decided. I gave an extra jiggle and wink as I passed them. We then changed into our swimsuits before we presented ourselves for them to decide.
We showed our front, and then our back, in front of them, all at once. I had chosen a blue bikini to wear during this experiment, and before I turned around Zach chose me. Emma and Shannon had multiple suitors, Kim, Sam and even Ashley got chosen. Now the fun began. I showed up in skirt, thin blouse and bra (another outfit I picked out) and sat waiting with my feet under my butt and my chest thrust forwards, enthralled with desire. He unbuckled my front, and stared at the wonderous perky orbs which plopped out and their hard pink nipples for a few unbearable seconds which felt like hours. Then in a lunge he grabbed one, and squeezed my firm bubble buttocks with his other hand. The rest was ecstasy.
-----Rick, Test Assistant----- Rick was having the time of his life. That redhead with the incredible tits was lying on her back, looking at him alluringly, irresistibly, begging him to take her. They were massive, porcelain white perfect spheres with bright pink dots, and he half thought they were fake until just now. Feeling her creamy butt cheeks, super plump and firm, they made him viscerally understand where the term "bubble butt" came from. The clapping they made was something Rick wanted to feel forever. Everything about her was tight, firm and goddess-like. She was upright currently, and just for fun he squeezed her dense yet firm boobs, pushed them up, and watched them defy gravity on the way back down. He couldn't help but smile. In fact, they both smiled alot that night.
The young women went back to their bunks in a haze of satisfaction. Sarah P, having been required to change into her standard issue "P" underwear and toplessness, saw Sam E glancing around in the dim. Sam snapped sport bra on her chest, noticed Sarah watching and said "shhhhh, don't tell anyone, just want to keep the girls perky after bouncing them up and down all day on the track without any support". Sarah distinctly remembered researching that wearing, and especially sleeping with a bra actually caused sagging, but said nothing. Why help the competition? She winked assurance, and went to bed hugging her own assets, wanting to thank them for all they got her today, and hoping they would keep on doing so.
told that only
the the top quarter most attractive will be given their youth back, while they are late 20s early 30s, pass by women who have been aged to 40s or 50s. While in school going to swimming lessons and complaining about being out of shape single teacher in her 30s tells them to enjoy their bodies while they are young. backless bra with only fabric on front, strings on sides and back, and in between the pads. Exposes side, bottom and top, only gives a bit of support, and is translucent
----------Day 2: Age 24-----
Sarah P woke up to bright light and got out of bed with her bosom on display for the world to see. But she didn't feel the same as she had went to bed. Her body felt more tired, less energetic. She looked at the smart mirror beside her bed. She noticed it displayed herself twice, once with a 19 above it and once with a 24. Except they weren't the same!
Her form under the 24 was subtly thicker, less sleek, and well, perhaps less defined would be the best way to describe its figure. "What!" When she had been told there would be a lack of exercise and a simulation of aging, she hadn't understood that it would simulate her going five years with barely any exercise! She pinched her biceps and found them with upsettingly less muscle than last night, but with some newfound flab instead. Her stomach was no longer hard and flat like a board. Unpleasantly, she learned that her belly, while still flat-ish, now had soft, flabby flesh puffing out where visible abs used to be, and there was even a small roll of fat pouching over her waistband.