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Title: Biofeedback (Chapter 2)
Author: Elise Olisbos
Keywords/Codes: Beast, futanari/dickgirl, teen/adult
Summary: Science is awesome.

This chapter contains: Female/Girl, Female/Female/Girl,
Male/Female (briefly), bestiality, Futa/Girl, consensual, sci-fi,
oral, toys

Chapter 2 - Further Data Required


?Dr. Tamlin Scott shut off the tiny cold-fusion engine of her
even tinier two-seater and gazed out at the huge Mason residence.
It was really a mansion, but lacking the brooding architectural
elements of any seventeenth century structure , and dressed more
in sleek metallic lines. Beside her, Maloy's hands signed
quickly.

Here already? she asked and Tamlin gave her a quick look.

"Practice with your voice, Maloy," she said, and Maloy scowled a
little.

"Here?" she tried in a rough, low voice and beamed when Tamlin
nodded in approval.

"Yes, we're here." She exhaled slowly, looking up at the tall
glass facade. Ronny's message had been surprising but not
unwelcome. Tamlin remembered years ago when Ronny was research
assistant, a prodigy at seventeen; not to Tamlin but to another
researcher, Dave Parrish, once a leader in the field of
biomechatronics. Late one night, when Tamlin had been one of the
last to go home, she'd heard moans from Parrish's office, and had
stopped in the corridor, listening for a moment. Finally, she'd
quietly opened the door and peeped inside. Ronny was bent over
Parrish's desk, her trousers at her ankles and her t-shirt and
lab-coat pushed up as Parrish pounded into her from behind.
Parrish seemed to be greatly enjoying himself, sweat dripping
from his pudgy face, but Ronny's expression was one of
calculation, as if she'd been trying to compile data. She'd
looked up and caught Tamlin's wide-eyed visage peeping through
the crack in the door; contrary to seeming shocked, she'd given
Tamlin a wide grin.

Tamlin had been one of the first to help with Ronny's special
prosthetics. It had been an...interesting experience.

"Lin sad?" Maloy questioned, unbuckling her safety-belt and
leaning to inspect Tamlin's face closely. Her furry shoulders
were hunched up in concern, and her deep-set dark eyes were wide
open.

Tamlin shook her head, trying to project as much easy calm as she
could. It had been hard enough to convince her twin sister Rhea
to release their prized project out of the lab; she needed to
keep Maloy as relaxed as possible, just as she had promised her
deeply distrustful sibling.

"No, not sad. Just...intrigued. And excited."

Maloy's forehead crinkled. "Not sure what in-cheed," she
declared, and then her expression became sly. "But Maloy know
excited!"

She reached over an unusually long arm covered with a layer of
very fine dark-brown hair and tugged at the hem of Tamlin's plain
dress, pulling it up the woman's knees and thighs. In vain,
Tamlin tried to pull it back, but Maloy was stronger and more
determined. Tamlin gave up and let her, shifting open her legs so
that Maloy's thick but dexterous fingers could stroke at the slit
of her cunt.

"Nice?" Maloy asked and her fingers made the symbol of the word
against Tamlin's moistening pussy. "Lin feel nice?"

Tamlin pursed her lips. "I'll feel nicer if you put a bit of lube
in."

Maloy reached for the little compartment inside the
passenger-door and pulled out a bottle of lubricant. Smearing
some over her brown fingers, she turned back to Tamlin and shoved
three fingers up into her without warning. Tamlin yelled and
jumped in an exaggerated fashion. Maloy grinned at this little
game of theirs.

Maloy finger-fucked Tamlin at a relentless rate, and she kissed
Tamlin in her hard and affectionate fashion, open mouth and
jutting tongue. Tamlin enjoyed the attentions of the young female
for a few moments, then grasped her by the wrist, pulling the
exploring fingers out of her pussy with a wet, sucking sound.

"We can finish later," she said, petting the light fur on Maloy's
arm and her long hair. "It was nice, thank you."

Maloy gave her a reluctant look but licked the lube and
pussy-juice from her fingers. Tamlin opened her door, stepping
out and Maloy followed suit, fussily fixing her own dress, made
of bright material that she liked so much. The front door of the
Mason mansion slid open; Ronny herself stepped out and beckoned
to them in her usual impatient manner.

"Very in-cheed," Maloy muttered and walked with Tamlin towards
the front door.

They stepped into a massive foyer, Ronny waiting with a girl; a
very lovely girl with dark skin and lots of long curls.

"Lin," Ronny said, putting her arms around the girl's shoulder.
"This is my daughter, Clea."

Tamlin raised her eyebrows. The girl was beautiful, and Ronny was
striking in her own way but they looked nothing alike. A small
smile touched Clea's soft-looking lips.

"Step-daughter," she clarified and then glanced, unafraid, as
Maloy sidled over and touched her hand shyly. "Oh. Hello."

She was very calm around Maloy, Tamlin thought. Ronny must have
told her about the creature before. Just in case, she decided to
fill them in.

"Maloy is the first of her kind: a human-bonobo hybrid. She's
very strong and very intelligent." Tamlin smiled as Maloy
preened, brushing her own arms. "She's taller than any normal
bonobo, of course, and walks upright more."

"Maloy talks!" Maloy put in helpfully.

"Right," Tamlin said with a smile. "She can talk. She also has
both male and female sexual organs, although she's always
referred to herself as female."

"Hermaphrodite." Clea's dark eyes were wide and full of what
seemed to be deep interest. She kept her gaze fixed on Maloy as
the hybrid sniffed at her, long deep inhales. Tamlin gave Ronny a
curious look, and Ronny shrugged.

"We just fucked," Ronny said casually, and Tamlin felt her damp
pussy leak a little more in aroused excitement. Ronny grinned. "I
left a plug in her ass to keep her open."

Clea smiled too, very serenely. Tamlin's mouth felt dry at the
thought of Ronny's wonderful faux-penis burrowing into this sweet
girl's rectum, the older woman's hips slapping against the curve
of Clea's bottom.

"I really need understand how Maloy's brain acts during insertion
and ejaculation." Ronny seemed very serious and scientific, her
eyes bright. "Will you allow her to consume some nanotransmitters
so we can record her brain-signals as she fucks?"

Tamlim blinked in surprise.

"They won't harm her," Ronny said.

"Who will she...have intercourse with?" Tamlin asked, even though
she already knew.

Ronny's smile was like that of a fox. "Clea. She's all ready for
it, aren't you, darling." She put an arm around her
step-daughter's shoulders. "You can join in too, if you like."

"Maloy will feel better if I'm there," Tamlin said, which wasn't
quite the truth. Maloy would have sex with nearly anyone she
liked, or viewed as part of her clan, especially if any
alpha-female was close by. Maloy viewed Tamlin as her
alpha-female and liked to jump Tamlin's poor old bones as often
as possible. However, if Tamlin wasn't around, that didn't stop
Malory from trying her charms on Tamlin's assistants. She seemed
to like Clea, so eventually she would have initiated sex.

Ronny continue to smile in that sly way. "Of course," she said.

--

On the bed tucked in an alcove in Ronny's lab, Clea sat over
Tamlin's face, grinding down the puffy lips of her pussy against
the older woman's mouth. Tamlin concentrated on the girl's
dripping juices, gripping the narrow hips and running her tongue
up and down the sweet slit. Clea moaned as Tamlin's tongue jabbed
into her.

Tamlin couldn't see much, not with Clea on her hands and knees
above her, but she felt how the girl's body rocked back and
forth, her soft groans were muffled as Ronny fucked her mouth.

"Nasty old bitch," Ronny said from where she was kneeling
somewhere above Tamlin's head. "Look at you eating out that
cunny. Greedy slut."

Maloy was near, emitting her low eager whimpers. She had happily
consumed a bowl of fruit with some of Ronny's nanotransmitters,
and was probably stroking and fingering herself.

Tamlin slipped her hands up around Clea's hips, making for the
cleft of the girl's ass. Her fingers encountered the slick mass
of the butt-plug, and the way Clea's asshole was spread wide
around it. Excited, Tamlin drove her tongue as far as he could
into Clea, and the young girl let out a muted squeal of pleasure
around the dick in her mouth.

It seemed as if Maloy couldn't restrain herself anymore for
Tamlin felt rough, hairy hand grabbing behind her knee, shoving
her legs back and wide open. A big cock, the flared head of it
weeping thick pre-cum, began to burrow relentlessly inside her,
splitting apart the drooling lips of her cunt and then driving up
into her wet channel. She bucked up her hips, sucking it deeper
inside as she continued to fondle Clea's cunny with her lips,
tongue jabbing into the girl the same way Maloy's cock began to
beat into her.

Maloy had more human-shaped tits than that of a full bonobo, and
they were big and firm, hard nipples rubbing against the skin of
Tamlin's legs.

There was a quick flurry of movement and Clea moved from above
Tamlin without warning. Tamlin turned her head, the bonobo hybrid
still thrusting wildly inside her, and watched as Ronny lay on
her back nearby, and arrange Clea atop her. Ronny's dick slid up
into her step-daughter's fuckhole, slick with spit and
cunt-juice; the both of them groaned softly and their hips rocked
together.

"Lin," Ronny grunted out. She tugged the plug out of Clea's anus,
ignoring the girl's quick gasp. "Get that animal's dick out of
you and stick it in Clea's ass. Quickly, I have the numbers to
review."

Slightly resentful at Maloy being called an animal, and at being
ordered about as if she wasn't a recognised geneticist, Tamlin
gently pushed at Maloy's chest, squeezing the big breasts.

"No, want finish, want come inside Mama," Maloy panted.

"Mama?" Ronny said in a faint mocking voice. Tamlin paid her no
attention; she didn't need to know for sure that the human DNA in
Maloy came from Tamlin and Rhea.

"Come inside Clea-girl," Tamlin urged, reaching down between them
and pulling out Maloy's rock-hard cock out of her. She cajoled
Maloy over to behind Clea's bottom. Once Maloy spotted the gaping
orifice, she grabbed onto Clea's hips and pushed right in.

Tamlin sat with her legs curled to one side, watching Clea get
pounded in both holes. The girl seemed to be enjoying the hard
pace, arms braced on either side of Ronny's shoulders. Ronny
sucked on her small tits, biting the nipples into hard points.

Ronny wriggled from underneath them, leaving Maloy and Clea in
writhing youthful abandon, the hairy body of the hybrid thrusting
atop the trembling, slender girl. Tamlin adjusted herself,
sitting with her legs now folded and fingering the parted lips of
her cunt, so recently breached by the cock now throbbing inside
Clea's ass.

Ronny had produced some kind of tablet, reading the data there
with wide eyes even as she sprawled beside Tamlin with that huge
dick almost obscenely erect between her legs. She didn't look up
as Maloy, hunched over Clea's back, released an inhuman scream
and went almost completely rigid, except for a few frantic jerks
of her entire frame. Then, she slid off to one side, falling
bonelessly onto the crumpled sheets and, true to form, falling
asleep. Her spent dick lay on her hairy thigh, limp and still
quite large.

Clea lay down as well, moving slowly to pillow her face on her
folded arms. She shuddered once, an aftershock of a massive
orgasm. Dribbles of Maloy's cum dripped out of her used ass.

"Can you get a sample of your ape's jizz for me?" Ronny held out
a tiny flat sampling pane. Tamlin glared at her as she took it,
but Ronny didn't notice.

"Maloy is not an ape," Tamlin said. Ronny shrugged, nonchalantly.
Sighing in annoyance, Tamlin crawled over to the prone form of
the girl, eyeing the translucent rivulets of Maloy's cum over the
smooth curve of her butt-cheek. Curiously, she reached out and
wriggled a finger inside Clea's cleft and into her wet, loose
hole. Clea made a soft sound of sleepy protest, but didn't move.

"Thanks," Ronny said when Tamlin handed her the sample she'd
collected. "This will help me get the consistency even more
perfect."

"Glad we could be of help."

"Maybe you can come back and I get some more data out of your
little girl-monkey, there." Ronny's smirk was apparent in her
voice, even as Tamlin refused to look at her.

Ronny was an incredible pain in the ass, Tamlin thought, almost
on the verge of refusing. Then, she saw Maloy throw an arm over
Clea and gather the girl closer. In a few hours, she'd wake up
and probably want to finger Clea's pussy or ass.

"Maybe," she finally said, and pretended not to hear Ronny's
snide laugh.

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