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 Author: Honey Moon
Title: The Christmas Shunt (complete)
Keywords: scifi, alternate Earth, futa, herm, slavery, dom, sub, gore.
romance
Summary: Dr.  Emmy Brown's life is in turmoil.  An accident with an
experimental matter transporter shunts her to a parallel Earth.  This seems
like only a mild problem, until she learns this Earth's secret.  Men had
never evolved there.  The population consisted of "Citizens" the
Hermaphrodite ruling class, and "Monos", the servant class bearing only
vaginas.  Emmy desperately hides her single sex nature from her
hermaphroditic doppelganger.  If she is discovered, she will be forever
trapped as a slave and broodmare in this strange new world!







   The Christmas Shunt



   By Honey Moon









   I picked up the microphone and took a deep breath.  "This is Dr.  Emmy
Brown.  Its nine P.M.  Christmas Eve, and experiment number forty-two is
going hot.  Transfer sequence initiated." I threw the microphone from me,
and closed my eyes tight as the generators spun up to speed.  I didn't see
any results this time; I would have to begin a line by line code scan of my
operating system to try and locate any errors.  That would take me well
into the New Year!  This should work!  The hardware was perfect!  Here I
was on Christmas Eve, making one last attempt before heading home for yet
another lonely holiday.



   I could tell by the tone that the generators had peaked.  I screwed my
eyes shut tighter.  My studies indicated there was no chance of a
Brundlefly incident, but a general system failure could shorten my lifespan
down to mere seconds!  I heard the beep indicating full charge in the
energy buffers.  I saw a pink glow through my eyelids as the pent up fury
was released.  This was followed shortly by a bang, and the acidic smell of
burning wire.  "Oh shit!" I cried, hearing an odd echo as I jumped from the
raised dais and ran for the fire extinguisher.  "Great Scott, I
transferred!" I couldn't help gasping when I noticed the extinguisher was
on my left instead of my right.  Thinking nothing of the echo, I changed
course and lunged at it.



   Grabbing the extinguisher, I let out a little squeal as my hand
encountered another.  "How did you get in here?" I shouted, the reoccurring
echo driving home a startling point.  "Oh holy Crap, this can't be
happening!" I, uh, we both froze.  I saw a woman with short unkempt red
hair like mine staring back at me through the taped up frames of a pair of
purple cats-eye glasses.  She was about five foot.  No, I knew without a
doubt that she was exactly five foot, with 44DD breasts that she seemed to
be trying to hide beneath a baggy hoodie and her white lab coat.  I pushed
up my glasses just as she pushed hers.  "You sat on them this morning,
right?" we simultaneously muttered.  "That should teach you to put them on
a chair while getting dressed!" The odd echo only continued, so we both
shut up.



   I moved my hand.  Hers moved too.  Not a split second later, but exactly
with mine!  I wiggled my fingers, and it was if my brain was also
controlling her body!  "This is some serious shit!" we spoke together.



   The smoke was building, and we both turned towards the smothering
control console.  We moved together, that is until her foot hit a piece of
paper on the floor.  Her foot slipped a little, and I felt a burst of pain,
and the world seemed to spin for a split second.  Her slight shuffle seemed
to break some kind of link, knocking us out of synchronization.  "I got
this!" I called as I snatched up the extinguisher and ran for the console.
Working fast, I blasted the foam directly into the ventilation slits on the
side of the metal casing.



   As I put down the fire fighting device, she grabbed a screwdriver and
swiftly opened an access port on the console.  "Dammit!  That's the last
time I set up a freakin' aluminum Christinemas tree!"



   Christinemas?  I looked over her shoulder and forgot all about her odd
verbal slip.  "Oh hell's teeth!  Metallic needles on the stabilizing
circuit!  The cooling fans must have pulled them in.  More of the things
shorted out the power distribution system!  I'm lucky the thing didn't kill
me!"



   She looked at me and sighed.  "We're lucky I wasn't killed, twice!" She
stared into my face.  She grew red, as my face suddenly felt rather warm.
"Anyway, this sure is unique." She paused to read from the few status
indicators that still had any function.  "I think we could call that a
limited success."



   "I'd say limited!" I made my own observations and sighed.  "We both
appear to have transferred a copy of ourselves, instead of a simple
transfer from point to point."



   "Check." She agreed, tossing the screwdriver carelessly over her
shoulder.  She scored a direct hit on my, uh, our patented security
disposal receptacle.  I heard the screwdriver rattle down to the
disintegration chamber, and then the high pitched whine of it being flashed
into its component atoms.  "I suppose we created some sort of momentary
wormhole effect and shunted our copies through."



   "That's how I read it.  Instead of traveling across the lab, we each
created a replicate and shunted it across who knows how many dimensional
barriers, while leaving the original behind."



   She nodded.  "The copies each materialized on the opposite universe's
receptor pad.  This is practically straight out of Dr.  Who!"



   Those were my thoughts exactly.  I watched her carefully.  It was
uncanny.  This was nothing like looking into a mirror!  I was looking at
another me!  "So, girl genius, what do we do now?"



   She adjusted her glasses in a very familiar way.  "I'm afraid nothing
much tonight, Emmy old girl.  It'll take weeks to get this up and running
again." she sighed.  "Even then, what would that accomplish?  If you go
back right now, and my copy returns home simultaneously, how is that any
different?  There will still be two Emelia Wilma Browns running around in
either continuum!  Do you want me to cross over and kill my copy, while
your prime comes here to eliminate you?  We both know we could never do
that."



   "That's true, Emmy." I answered.  "There's no real difference.  I'll
just stick around here.  At least the coordinate sequencer survived intact.
Maybe some day I'll reopen the wormhole and slip myself a letter though,
just to see how I'm getting along back home."



   "That would be some long distance pen-pal, Emmy!" she laughed.  "We
should knock up a camera equipped probe.  We could safely hunt for more
Earth variants that way."



   "That's just what I was thinking, Emmy!" In a childish burst of laugher,
I imagined us finding the Wonderful Land of Oz!  "Wait a minute.  This
isn't working.  I'm getting a headache!  I'm going to call you Wilma."



   Wilma fumed.  "Don't you dare!  This is my universe, you're the guest!
You know we hate being saddled with such a stupid middle name!"



   "I call dibs on Emmy!" I cried, sticking my tongue out at her, uh, me,
whatever."



   "I can be such a fucking bitch!  No wonder I don't have any friends! 
Okay fine, I'll be Wilma!"



   We stared at each other for a few minutes.  I'm sure we both thought the
same things, but couldn't bring ourselves to say them.  I hated having
stupid clown hair.  On her, the disheveled fiery red looked kind of cute.
Dare I say it even looked sexy?  I always though having such a big rack was
a hindrance, but seeing the ol' DD's bounce from this vantage point made my
heart sort of flutter.  I had always wished for more prominent cheek bones,
but her slightly narrow face with large soulful green eyes had an elfin
beauty that was simply adorable!  I don't know why I never saw it before.
I'm a God damn hottie!  We both shook our heads.  It was obvious we each
thought the other looked like a sexy and cute nerd-girl, but that wouldn't
get us anywhere!



   "Come on Wilma, let's get you home and try and figure something out."



   "Get me home!" she snapped.  "It's my house, don't you forget that! 
I'll get YOU home!"



   When we reached the parking lot, both of us glared at each other while
holding identical car keys.  "Oh no, don't you even think about it!" she
snapped.  "If I'm gonna be Wilma, I'm driving!" She rudely shoved me out of
the way and slipped her key into the lock.  "Get in MY car, Doctor Brown!"



   "Fuck, I am a bitch!" I hissed while circling the car.  I used my key
and had no trouble at all opening the passenger side of my, uh, her Lexus.



   We rode home in silence.  The streets were nearly deserted.  Nobody else
was dumb enough to be out away from family and friends this late.  Only
friendless orphaned nerd-girl loners would venture out now!  "Turn up the
heat, bitch!" I complained, breaking the silence as I shivered.  Being her
universe, she claimed my favorite coat as her own!  I was stuck wearing my
hoodie and sweatpants, with two lab coats wrapped tightly around me.



   "Watch your mouth, asshole!  It is up!  Don't be such a whiner.  You
know how warm this coat is!  I'm too hot in it already!"



   When we got to my, um, her house, I stormed up the driveway just to
prove a point.  The door opened under my key, and fingers dancing, I
disarmed the security alarm.  That more then anything else proved things
were identical.  I always used totally random numbers and changed the code
once a week.  The panel gave its happy little beep when the numbers I
inputted were correct.  I hurried and kicked off my shoes, claiming the
comfy fuzzy slippers I had just bought the other day, or she did. 
Whatever!



   Wilma fumed when she came in and looked at my feet.  "Okay, I wore the
coat, so I guess you can have the slippers.  We need to set some ground
rules here though, Emelia!  First and foremost, you get the guest bedroom!
I don't care if you are me.  I'm keeping my own damn bed!"



   "Fine, whatever you say, Wilma dear!" I sighed.  Since nobody had ever
used the guest bedroom, it was probably all stuffy and stale!  "Any other
rules, you bitch?"



   "I'm a bitch?  What about you?  You are me, so whatever you say about me
applies to you too!"



   We both stopped short.  After a moment I smiled.  "I'm rubber, you're
glue!"



   Wilma grinned at me.  Wow, did I really look that pretty when I smiled?
Maybe I should do it more.  She continued the old schoolyard taunt. 
"Whatever you say bounces off of me, and sticks to you!"



   I laughed with her.  "Let's start over, okay?  Wilma, I'll be quite
happy to sleep in the guest room." I kicked off one slipper.  "Here, let's
split the mules."



   She nodded, conceding my renaming her.  "Don't be dumb.  Keep `em.  I'll
run out tomorrow and get another pair."



   We both flopped down on the sofa in movements that mirrored each other
exactly.  "This is sure going to take getting used to." I couldn't help
laughing.  "At least with no family or close ties, anyone will accept it if
we just say we're twins."



   "I'm getting hungry." We spoke in unison.



   We laughed remarkably together, too.  It seemed that our synchronicity
was going to return from time to time.  At least our mental processes had
diverged enough to allow conversation!  "I left a half a pizza in the
fridge the other day."



   She grinned.  "That will just hit the spot!  Come on me, let's eat!"



   We had dinner together.  I must say it was rather enjoyable.  Usually I
just grab something on the go.  More often then not, I eat over the sink so
there's nothing to clean up.  Just when we finished up the last of the
pizza, I glanced over at the clock.  "It's after midnight.  Merry Christmas
to me, the both of us!"



   "Merry Christinemas to me, the both of us!" Wilma chorused.  Our odd
synchronization fell embarrassingly into full play, despite the odd
pronunciation of the holiday's name.  Did my other me have a slight lisp in
this universe?  Leaning towards each other, we meant to give a quick peck
on the cheek to the other in honor of the day.  Somehow, things got a
little crossed.  Our lips met!  Staring into big green eyes, I saw the
shock I felt as soft gentle lips brushed against my own.  Good Lord!  I
just gave my first kiss to MYSELF!



   We both jumped back.  Seeing how cute I looked while blushing only made
my face feel warmer.  "Uh, I'm sorry about that." I gasped.  "That wasn't
meant to happen."



   Wilma put a finger to her lips, and sighed.  "It was rather nice."



   "Yes, wasn't it?"



   We tried again.  Sitting next to each other at my, uh, her dining room
set, we kissed again.  This time we didn't pull away from each other.  My
heart pounded as our tongues met.  I've read about "French" kissing, and
always thought it sounded sort of nasty.  I don't think that any more! 
Tasting slightly of pizza, I moaned as the tongue that mirrored my own
moved against me.



   We slowly separated, to catch our breath.  "That was really nice." Wilma
whispered.  "I think, I think we better think carefully before we do
something extremely weird."



   "Since you are me, I think you're right!" I couldn't ignore the beating
of my heart, or the growing dampness between my thighs.  Feeling my face
grow even hotter, I made a slight request.  "Wilma, um, about the, uh,
toy?"



   She sighed.  "I, I'm gonna take a shower.  Help yourself to Big Bertha
while I'm washing up." She gulped.  "Rinse it off when done, okay?"



   "I always do!"



   Her face was nearly crimson.  "I know!  Sorry!" She jumped from the
table and ran for the bathroom.



   If I know myself, and I most certainly do, Wilma would be in the shower
for ages.  I got up from the table and went to my, her bedroom.  I pulled
open the drawer on the night stand and reached inside.  My fingers touched
the softly yielding surface before my brain registered what I was seeing.
"Where's Big Bertha?" I gasped, as I picked up the transparent purple
cylinder of silicone.  "Oh fucking God!  What the hell does this mean?" The
cylinder had a narrow tunnel running completely through it, with a lifelike
set of purple labia molded on one end!  It was a pocket pussy, or what the
Japanese call an onahole!  I dropped it back into the drawer and the
cylinder bounced, almost playfully mocking me.  "There is a divergence! 
The universes aren't identical!" I gasped, wildly wondering what the hell
had happened to my trusty lover of five years, Bertha the eight inch dildo.



   "Keep calm Emmy!" I whispered as I slid the drawer back shut.  "Things
are no worse then they were a few minutes ago!  I ran back to the living
room and clicked on the television.  At first everything appeared normal.
Then I started to notice something.  "No men?  What the fuck?" I clicked
from channel to channel.  Everywhere I looked, there were only lovely
ladies!



   I clicked on the movie channel and nearly swallowed my tongue.  Old lady
Scrooge was being haunted by ghosts!  This was my favorite version of the
Dickens classic from 1951, but the cast was all wrong!  I must say that the
daring expanse of bouncy cleavage showing beneath the Ghost of Christmas
Present's robes was quite an eye-full, but I almost passed out from the
shock!



   If I had time, I would start the file running on my iPhone and run a
side by side comparison.  Since smart-phones came into being, I always
carried the 1951 version of "A Christmas Carol" with me during the holiday
season.  I must have watched it a million times!  I listened for the
shower. "I don't have time for that!"



   I booted up the computer and with trembling fingers Googled "Men".  It
kept diverting me to search out Menards hardware store locations!  Try as I
might, I could find no reference to men, as in opposite of woman!  There
weren't even any hits under "Woman"!  All I could find was Her, She, You,
Me, and even Hermaphroditic, at one medical site.  Mind spinning, I began
searching other things.  I looked up diagrams of genitalia, and let out a
whimper.  Every result I found showed a picture of a large penis emerging
just above a normal looking vagina!



   I started looking up random historical events.  Starting very early, I
read about Mary and Josephine finding no room at the inn, and the baby
Christine child!  It wasn't a lisp!  Georgette Washington was the first
president of the United States.  Charlene Lindbergh was the first to cross
the Atlantic by air.  Rachel Nixon had been thrown out of office over
Watergate.  Billie Clinton had got her dick sucked in the Oval Office. 
Michelle Vick was still in trouble over her dog fighting conviction.  The
list went on and on.



   Some things never change.  This universe's internet was just as alive
with the debate as the one I knew back home.  People were insisting that
Nelly Armstrong never set foot on the moon!  A few entries were almost
enough to make me laugh.  Henrietta Bogart had starred in the classic film
"The Maltese Falcon".  She played hard boiled detective Samantha Spade! 
Joana Depp starred as everyone's favorite big titty pirate, Jacqueline
Sparrow!  Actually, I hate to admit it, but even in my panic I stared at
Joana's charms for several minutes.  I thought my tits were huge!  Depp
must be pushing a double "F"!



   I needed more information!  I looked into the secret file hidden on the
computer's hard drive.  Of course I knew the password.  My fingers shook as
I clicked on a familiar title.  I stated playing part one of a Japanese
Hentai OVA called "Discode".  The plot was somewhat different then I
remembered.  It was all about a pretty young student desperate to hide her
secret.  In the version I knew and loved, Futaba had been a hermaphrodite.
In this one, she was shamefully hiding the fact that she had been born
without a penis!  She didn't dare let any of her fellow students find out,
or she'd spend the rest of her school life being fucked by everyone in her
class!  That is until pregnancy forced her to drop out to devote her life
to making babies!



   Then there was another favorite, "Parade-Parade".  Instead of trying to
reveal that young singer Kaori is really a hermaphrodite, this version had
rival singer Saki discover the bulge under Kaori's clothes is provided by
rolled up socks!  Scandal would rock the music industry if it were
discovered that the up and coming star wasn't even a full citizen!  Saki
then fights Kaori's manager for the right to impregnate the singer so she
can claim ownership of the beautiful broodmare!



   I went back to Google and looked up the phrase "Mono-sexed", that the
other characters had called Kaori and Futaba.  I was heartened to discover
there were people like me in this universe, but I did not like what I found
when I read farther!  Only one out of fifty births resulted in a Mono, but
Mono's were the primary source of all pregnancies.  Mono's had only gotten
The Vote two years ago, and then only if accompanied to the polling place
by a legally responsible relative or, and I couldn't help gasping at the
word, Owner!  The owner was even required to enter the voting booth with
her, or the vote wouldn't be legal.  It was all a big scam.  The Mono
wasn't voting!  Her owner just got a little extra privilege!  A little
indeed!  It took four Mono votes to equal the vote of one full citizen!



   I looked around some more.  I found a jewelry store's web site.  It
proclaimed "Show her how much you really care." What I at first thought
were rather heavy tennis bracelets turned out to be something else
entirely. They were highly stylized, but there was no mistaking it!  They
were diamond studded, but very sturdy pet collars!  Oh Lord, there was even
a stainless steel ring set into them to accommodate the optional leash!



   Hermaphrodites could and did mate with each other and have children, but
it seemed that everyone wanted to dominate or possess a Mono!  It looked
like only the lower middle class sired children on each other.  Anyone who
had the money to own or lease a Mono, or an obliging friend to lend one to
her, used them to produce their offspring!  I found a legal site.  Monos
did have rights, if you could call it that.  If a Mono was collared and
duly licensed to a full citizen, she could go to the police herself and
charge rape if she were mounted by anyone without her owner's explicit
permission.  The rapist then received a three hundred dollar fine!  If the
Mono was an un-collared and unattached laborer waiting to be assigned her
first owner, it was deemed the Mono's fault if she were caught out in
public without being locked securely in a chastity belt!  She then became
the property of the very citizen that raped her!



   It was very much against the law to kill a Mono.  That law was strictly
enforced.  If the death of the Mono was not deemed to be self defense, the
penalty was very strict!  A five thousand dollar fine for the first
offense, and up to a full year of probation for what was classed as the
"Willful Destruction of Property"!  A soft sob escaped me.  That's far less
then Michael Vick got for his dog fighting conviction!



   I read on.  As I had already gathered, Monos were not considered
citizens.  They could hold a job, but all monies had to be deposited
directly into their registered owner's bank account.  If the Mono was very
lucky, she received a small allowance from her owner for the purchase of
little luxuries like pretty clothes or maybe rental of a movie now and
then.



   Businesses clamored to employ Monos for all menial jobs.  In many cases
a Mono work force was far cheaper then automation.  Besides, they only had
to pay them a quarter of what citizens received in their paychecks!  Then
there was a high turnover rate for Monos in the work place.  It was
expected of them to keep taking time off to have more babies as their
owners passed them around like party favors!



   I almost fainted when I stumbled upon a soft core porn site.  Dozens of
shyly smiling Monos were displaying their registration ID numbers and a UPC
bar code.  These were stamped onto their asses with some kind of strange
looking tattooing.  There was even a section showing these same pathetic
souls bending over willingly, to have what looked like a GPS tracking chip
injected deep into the flesh of the opposite cheek!  Even if the poor
things ran away, the police could track them!  They would be picked up and
returned to their owners in a matter of minutes!



   I shuddered when I found another porn site.  This one was hard core.  It
was loaded with stories and video clips about criminals.  This world didn't
seem to have a problem with prison over crowding.  Even relatively mild
white collar crimes were punishable by the surgical removal of the
criminal's penis and internal testicles!  They then became legally
designated as Monos, and in some instances, were actually given to their
former victims as restitution for their crimes!  In such cases the
probation and five thousand dollar fine was waved, since many new Monos
passed away under unusual circumstances while in the care of their new
owners.



   The penis removal was all done safe and painlessly under anesthetic, but
I whimpered along with the convicted bank robber in the only clip I dared
play.  The legal system here was wildly different then back home.  There
was no trial; there was no jury of her peers.  There weren't even lawyers.
A robed white haired Adjudicator with surprisingly firm and high riding
large breasts for someone in her sixties was given a transcript of the
suspect's interrogation and a DVD containing witness testimony.  The clip I
viewed compressed it for time, but the distinguished looking legalist made
her decision in less then an hour.



   She stood and formally bowed.  "The accused is guilty on all charges. 
The sentence is radical penectomy, with removal of both testes.  This shall
be carried out immediately, with only a spinal block.  Since she used a
firearm in the commission of her crime, the guilty party must remain awake
and aware during the removal procedure.  After a suitable and medically
sound recovery period, the newly produced Mono may then be claimed by the
bank officers for their personal use." Removing her robe of office, she
carefully folded the garment and slipped it into her briefcase.  Her body
looked firm and tight in the gingham dress she wore under the robe.  With
her white hair in ringlets around her face, gold rimmed glasses, smooth
flawless pale skin, and blushing apple cheeks, she looked like Mrs.  Santa
Claus!  That somehow made the video even more surreal!



   The sexy huge breasted hermaphrodite charged with the robbery dropped to
her knees and clasped her hands to her ample chest in anguish.  "Please
no!" she screamed at the back of the Adjudicator as she left the conference
room.  "You have to reconsider your decision!  Oh Goddess, you can do
anything else to me!  I don't care!  Just please don't take my cock!  You
can't make me a Mono, I'm a citizen!"



   Bailiffs stripped her of the orange jumpsuit she wore, and two nurses
took charge.  Tears streaming down her cheeks, the trembling convicted
criminal desperately gripped her massive yet fear flaccid cock with both
hands and wept as they strapped her down to a wheeled gurney.  She begged
and pleaded pitifully for forgiveness, crying for a twenty year sentence
instead of the surgery that would forever reduce her to a life of slavery
and baby making.  I stopped the playback as they rolled her sobbing form
down the corridor towards the operating room.  There was another hour of
footage showcasing the actual medical procedure.  My curiosity could wait.
I had my own problems to deal with!



   "Oh dear God, I gotta go home!" I had to repair the transporter just as
fast as I could, before anyone learned of my true nature!  If I could
prevent it from just budding off a new copy, Wilma's hermaphrodite clone
and I could trade places.  We'd both be safe in our own universe, and I
could have a lesbian affair with myself with no fear of pregnancy or
enslavement!



   Suddenly I grew very nervous.  It was in my best interests to keep the
singular form of my genitalia top secret!  I knew myself all too well. 
There was no way I could let Wilma discover that I didn't have a dick!  It
didn't matter if ninety-nine percent of our bodies were identical.  I, uh,
she would pounce on me for the status of owning a Mono!  I ran to the
kitchen.  Thank God she had everything I did!  I grabbed a medium sized
cucumber and stuffed it down my sweatpants and into my boy cut panties.  I
hastily tore a strip of duct tape to anchor the chilly vegetable to the
cotton fabric, and prayed I was approximating whatever the hell size
Wilma's cock was!



   I returned to the living room just as Wilma did.  My doppelganger was
wrapped in our fluffy white bathrobe.  It took all my willpower to keep
from dropping my gaze to crotch height.  The fabric wasn't hanging quite
right there, as if something was poking it from behind.  For one split
second, I saw something peek from the gap.  Something that had no earthly
business being there!  Oh God help me!  It wasn't very impressive, but
Wilma looked to be packing about four inches of decidedly male flesh!



   "Have a nice shower?" I asked stupidly as she plopped down on the sofa.



   She blushed.  "I guess you can say that." Smiling ruefully, she made an
unmistakable motion with her hand.  It looked like she was slowly shaking
up a can of whipped topping!  "I calmed myself down a bit.  I couldn't wait
for you to finish with Big Bertha, so I popped one off in the tub."



   An almost manic giggle escaped me.  She had cupped her hand as if
holding something big and thick.  Who did Wilma think she was kidding?  She
would only need her thumb and index finger to wank that skinny little boy
pee-pee she was sprouting!  "Yeah, I, I calmed down too.  Everything is
calm.  Everything is just perfectly normal!  I didn't even use Big Bertha,
I, I just rubbed one off real quick in, uh, the kitchen!"



   "I should have known." Panic filled my heart.  Did she figure it out
already?  I only relaxed a little when she continued.  "I should have known
you like your "Protein Milkshake before bed.  I caught mine in a drinking
cup and downed it in the shower."



   I couldn't stop another burst of nervous laughter.  "Yeah, you know me!
I, I gotta have my jizz before bed!"



   She looked at me, eyes wandering over my body.  "You're still hard, like
me." She thought a moment.  "Listen Emmy, why don't we hook each other up?
We could start slow, and just give each other hand jobs until we can get
some condoms tomorrow.  Then, we can finally see what fucking a real live
pussy is like!  What do you say?"



   Oh shit!  If I tried to fight against that, my doppelganger would wonder
why.  We're supposed to be identical after all.  If she wanted to get down
with herself, then it followed that I would too!  Frankly, if I wasn't
frightened by her having a penis she could knock me up with, I'd be all
over her!  I looked smokin' hot!  What the hell was I going to do?  I had
to take a gamble.  "I don't know about this, Wilma." I said as calmly as I
could.  "Incest is against the law."



   "I know that.  It's only acceptable if your sibling lover is a Mono. 
Everyone knows that they don't count!  Damn, don't you wish we grew up with
a Mono sibling?  We would have lost our virginity the very first time we
popped a boner!  Remember Cathy Gale?  Her sibling Mono-Melody gave her
three citizen babies before Cathy even graduated from collage!  You'd think
that stuck up snob would have lent me Melody for just an hour!  Hell, I
would have settled for ten minutes, wouldn't you?  That big titty cry baby
was adorable!"



   Oh shit, I was toast if Wilma discovered I was only packin' a cucumber!
"Uh, yeah, um, a quickie would have been great!" I remembered Cathy and her
sister.  Twenty year old Cathy ended up going to jail for pimping her twin
sister's virginity on an internet auction site!  Melody had been
blindfolded and sedated.  She never knew her virginity had been on the
block until she woke up several hours later with a creamy-pie!  They never
did manage to track down just who the father of her baby was.



   Wilma shook her head.  "How was I ever gonna come up with the thousand
dollar a night rental fee she charged to use Melody anyway?  Cathy's sire
even said that was too high!  She wanted Cathy to only charge friends the
traditional hundred dollars!" Wilma sighed, spreading her legs and letting
the robe gape open.  Her penis looked like a cute little spike quivered
between lovely thighs.  "Anyway, we aren't twins.  We're the same person.
I'm certain that from a legal standing, it would be masturbation even if we
decided on full intercourse." She giggled.  "At the very worst, it would
only be selfcest.  There's no law against that!"



   Oh fuck, she had a point!  I looked so exotic and beautiful with a
delicate boyish cock, too.  I wasn't able to think clearly.  "Well, okay.
You can go first." Blushing, I unzipped my hoodie and tossed it aside.  I
pulled off my tee-shirt and then shrugged out of my bra.  "I'll give you a
titty fuck.  How does that sound?"



   Green eyes I saw every day in my mirror stared up at me.  "Oh Goddess,
Emmy, our tits look fantastic!  I'll never think about reduction surgery
again!"



   "Open the robe completely." I asked breathlessly.  "I want to see what I
look like too!"



   She did as I asked.  Smiling, she grabbed her boobs and squeezed the
warm orbs together.  My heart pounded when Wilma gave them a vigorous
bouncy shake!  "When you do me, you get more of the same!"



   I dropped to my knees in front of her, hastily keeping a hand on my
vegetable bulge to keep it from moving around.  This was buying me some
time, but I had to think!  I couldn't let myself end up being my
doppelganger's personal private sex slave and breeding whore!



   I was inches away from the first penis I ever saw in real life.  It
didn't matter how small it was.  Gazing upwards, I couldn't help thinking
how sexy and hot I looked with one sprouting from my body.  I leaned
forward and captured the hard shaft between my breasts, hugging them
tightly together to snuggle and completely hide the narrow hardness between
them.  "I, um, I can't wait to feel this myself." I muttered conscious of
the cucumber hidden in my panties.



   Wilma moaned.  "Oh Goddess, this is wonderful!  It's much better then
using my hand, or shoving it in a hole in a nice warm cantaloupe!"



   "Yeah, you bet!" I couldn't help wanting to see that!  Watching a
version of me fucking a melon would be so hot!  I started thrusting my
chest at her, bouncing my breasts and sort of jiggling them up and down to
massage her.



   She let out an exasperated moan.  "Squeeze your tits harder together!"
she begged.  "Damn, I, um, I'm losing my boner!  You know we have a mild
E.D.  problem!  You have to do something, or I'll have to watch some porn
while jerking myself hard again!" she whimpered.  "Tomorrow I'll order us
some Viagra online!"



   I released her little prick from between my breasts and looked at it. 
The poor little thing was rapidly wilting and growing soft.  That was a bit
insulting, if you ask me!  I honestly didn't mean to, but the compulsion
was just too strong.  I had to give up the titty fucking if I wanted to try
this.  My breasts were just too big for her length.  I stuck out my tongue
and gave the flaccid thing a little lick right across the head!  The salty
musk thrilled me as a little spurt of pre-cum oozed out at my touch.  I
savored it against my tongue.



   "Oh yeah, I knew you would do that." Wilma moaned as she surged into new
life and hardness.  She wasn't boasting.  She knew my mind.  There was no
way I could resist trying to give my very first blowjob to myself!  Forming
an "O" with my lips, I took the little head between them and sucked.



   I felt my moisture dampening the cucumber.  I wanted to reach down and
press it firmly against my clit, but I didn't want to draw any unwanted
attention to it.  A vague plan was forming in my fevered mind.  If it
worked, I could put off discovery until I could come up with something! 
Embarrassing as it was, I was sure glad I practiced on bananas during my
adolescence while wishing boys weren't afraid of the school's nerd-girl
oddball genius.  In comparison to the thick long fruit I had practiced on,
Wilma's skinny little cock was no harder to deal with then sucking my own
thumb!  My very first blowjob was pleasantly easy!



   "Oh damn, the bananas sure paid off!" Wilma cried, echoing my own
thoughts.  "Blowjobs are so good Emmy!  Wait until you feel yours!  I can't
wait to gobble you up!  Next time we should just sixty-nine!"



   Oh shit!  If this didn't work, I was in serious trouble when Wilma got a
look at my vegetable stand in!  I went a little wild.  Abandoning the titty
fucking, I imitated every hot blowjob video I ever saw.  I didn't even gag
as I pressed my nose right against Wilma's smooth warm flesh.  The swollen
head of her cock just reached the opening of my throat.  You couldn't even
call it "Deep Throating".  I had four inches of narrow but hard cock wedged
in my mouth, and I loved having the dainty thing there!



   I heard thumping as Wilma beat her fists against the sofa cushions.  "Oh
yeah!  Oh yeah!  This is the best!  I really know how to suck myself!!" she
cried as her body began to shake.  "Almost there!  Oh Goddess, I'm right
about to shoot!"



   I felt the underside of her cock pulse against my tongue, and I knew
this was it!  Wilma was cumming!  The very first blast of cum ejaculated
directly into my throat.  I swallowed instinctually, and down it went to my
stomach!  I didn't mind that, but I had needs!  If I came this far, I damn
well was going to get my very first taste of semen!  After the second
burst, I pulled back until just the head was nestled between my lips.  I
sucked and swirled my tongue over the head for all I was worth as I stroked
the shaft with my thumb and index finger.  Hot gooey fluid filled my oral
cavity in burst after surprising burst from her little member.



   My eyes opened wide when I realized I had misjudged.  She wasn't
stopping!  My cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk's as more and more
ejaculate pumped from the jerking penis.  What was her internal plumbing
like if her itty-bitty cock could fire off this much juice?  I swallowed
reflexively, and it went down wrong!  Choking, my sinuses burned as semen
actually squirted out of my nose!



   Somehow I managed to keep my lips pursed tightly around that erupting
little cockhead as the storm slowly eased.  I slowly pulled back, releasing
it when the final little tremors had subsided.  It went limp almost
instantly once it had finished pumping its load.  I glanced upwards, with
watering eyes.  Good!  My doppelganger had thrown her head back.  She was
panting, resting her head on the sofa cushion with her eyes shut.  "Emmy,
that was fantastic!  I'm the queen of giving head!"



   I held up my right hand and spit a copious amount of fluid into it. 
Quickly, I clapped it against the top of the cucumber, and worked the semen
into the fabric of my sweatpants.  Swallowing the rest, I got up on shaky
legs.  "That was intense!" I said thickly.  "There's just one problem!" I
smiled shyly as she looked down at my wet pants.  "We're still synchronized
enough that when you hit the big "O", I shot off in my pants right along
with you!"



   Wilma giggled.  "Holy shit, that's kinda hot!" she grinned excitedly. 
"Do you know what this means?"



   "What?  Um, yeah I do, uh, tell me!"



   "When we get the condoms tomorrow, it means we'll achieve simultaneous
orgasm when we shove our cocks up each other's cunts and screw!"



   "Uh, I, I can't wait!" Did I always have this winning way with words?  I
snatched up my bra and tee-shirt.  "I, I think I'll go shower and turn in
now!  I'll see me in the morning!" I ran for the bathroom.



   "Oh hell, I hope I don't regret that!" I whimpered as I tugged down the
sodden sweatpants.  If even a little got on my labia, I could be in huge
trouble!  Oh thank God!  The panties were a little damp, but the cucumber
seemed to have shielded me from any fluid reaching my vulnerable fertile
sex!



   I was worked up, but fear prevented me from enjoying my shower.  Even
though I washed off the cucumber and my hands, I was scared to death I
would introduce a few stray sperm up into my fertile and ovulating body if
I were to masturbate right now!  If I was trapped here in this world, I
couldn't ever risk getting pregnant!  If I did get knocked up, I would then
be legally bound to the sire of the child as their chattel!



   Wrapped up in a big fluffy towel and holding the cucumber against my
crotch, I slipped out of the bathroom.  I let out a little squeal when I
found Wilma waiting for me in the hallway!  "Oh good, I knew you would have
another boner." she yawned while opening her robe to show me her rigid four
inch spike.  "I played with it a bit while thinking of you in the shower,
and up it popped again!  Lets try that sixty-nine now!"



   Vanity was playing into my favor.  Wilma didn't seem to notice that my
six inch cucumber "package" was quite a bit bigger and thicker then her
little boy cock.  I yawned too, thank God!  "It's been a long day.  I'm
tired.  Tomorrow will be such a nice Christmas, uh, Christinemas to go
shopping for condoms!" With any luck, nothing would be open!



   She pulled me close and kissed me.  Thank goodness I didn't drop the
cucumber!  "It's a date, me!  Tomorrow is going to be perfect!"



   I managed to make it to the spare bedroom without leaving a vegetable on
the floor in the hallway.  Wilma had laid out my favorite Hello Kitty
nightshirt, as well as a fresh set of tee shirt, sweats and underwear for
the morning.  I picked up the boy cut panties.  "These had a cock
stretching them!" I gasped, before slipping them on.  "Oh shit, what am I
going to do?"



   As I lay myself down to bed, I got the first glimmering of an idea. 
Tomorrow I would slip away.  I'd steal Wilma's cash.  My own had pictures
of men on the bills and would be tagged as weird counterfeits.  Hopefully
I'd have enough to buy any replacements I might need to repair the machine.
Hopefully, being in the same universe as her meant that when I changed the
security code, Wilma wouldn't be able to enter the lab!  Much of the
equipment was portable.  Maybe I could just move it to a new location.  No,
I better not.  What if the link wouldn't function in any other physical
location?  I'll have to just hold out there, and pray I can get it working,
and fast!



   There were precautions I had to take.  If I had to venture out for
supplies, I needed something more convincing then a cucumber.  Did strap-on
dildos exist here?  Oh crap!  Do public bathrooms have urinals?  Maybe I
could get a small tube I could press into the opening of my urethra so I
could convincingly pee standing up.  No, that would only work if I were in
a stall!  I dozed off while trying to mentally design a strap-on cock I
could piss through, just to let people catch a glimpse of me doing it!



   I woke up; surprised I even managed to sleep.  Hurrying, I got myself
dressed.  Using the same piece of tape, I secured the cucumber in my
panties before daring to venture out of the room.



   In the bathroom, I did my business, and then washed my hands and face. I
was almost finished brushing my teeth when I realized that the toothbrush
wasn't mine.  I shrugged and continued.  Wilma's penis had ejaculated into
my mouth last night.  Toothbrushes were nothing compared to that!



   "Sorry, gotta go!" my doppelganger called as she burst into the room.  I
almost swallowed the toothbrush!  If she had barged in only a minute
earlier, she would have caught me sitting on the toilet, with the cucumber
resting on the edge of the sink!  "I gotta piss!"



   I tried not to watch as Wilma flipped up the seat and lid, and then
dropped her pants and panties.  I've read about Morning Wood.  Apparently
my doppelganger didn't suffer from this common malady.  When not erect, her
tiny wee-wee looked quite small and delicate, nearly lost in the tangle of
red pubic hair.  She urinated for nearly a minute, standing straight and
proud, just like a man, or more precisely, a little boy.



   She grinned over at me when she finished.  "Now let me watch you.  You
know we like seeing pee action!"



   I spit out the toothpaste.  "Sorry, I just went before you came in!  Um,
maybe later you can watch, after I drink some coffee!"



   "It's a deal!" she blushed.  "Starbucks is open, Emmy.  Let's go get a
Christinemas cup, and then we can enjoy our present to each other." She
giggled.  "The public facility there has a condom dispenser.  I'll bring a
ton of quarters so we can buy them all!"



   "Sure, that's a good idea!" I tried not to groan.  I'll ditch her at
Starbucks, and take the car back to the lab.  If I barricaded myself in, I
might be able to talk her into letting me repair things and go home.  That
all depended on her never learning I didn't have a penis!



   "Gimmie that." My other self grabbed the foamy messy toothbrush from my
hand and just stuck it in her mouth.  I don't know why, but my legs felt
rubbery and my pussy grew damp watching her use the paste and saliva I had
left on the brush to clean her teeth.  I tried not to run as I slipped out
of the bathroom and got ready for the day.



   "Merry Christinemas, me!" Wilma laughed as she handed me the coveted pea
coat I, uh, she had found last week at a thrift store.  "I'll just wear our
old parka." She grinned.  "Let's go, Emmy."



   We went out to the car.  "A white Christinemas!" we called in unison,
watching as the first flakes began to fall.  Thank God I remembered the new
name in time!  I couldn't help feeling that this was a sign.  I would
escape!  I'd take up residence with the two other versions of me in my
universe, and we'd live happily ever after with nobody being turned into a
slave!  Hell, I'd even let Hermaphrodite me slip a baby in my belly if I
didn't have to worry about becoming her property!



   In the light of day, things were a little disconcerting.  My neighbor
the health nut still seemed to be as athletic, but much of his massive
musculature seems to have been redistributed.  Mr.  Blackwood looked really
good as a busty statuesque woman encased in a skin tight leotard.  Her
breath puffed out in the cold as she adjusted the Christinemas tree on her
front lawn.  The bright yellow leotard really looked good with her gorgeous
mahogany skin.  Her bra-less breasts looked massive as they bounced, with
almost absurdly huge nipples trying to burst through the thin fabric.  The
outline of her huge cock left me a little short of breath, as did the camel
toe the clingy outfit had her shamelessly displaying.



   My eyes were open wide as we drove to Starbucks.  I took note of all the
women out and about on this fine winter morning.  I saw a few wearing
collars!  I shuddered, but felt oddly aroused when I saw the circles cut
out of the clothing they wore, so their registration numbers were easily
observable on their asses.



   Wilma giggled.  "I look every day too.  Someday I'll find an unclaimed
Mono!  Hell, maybe today is my lucky day!  Let me know if you spot one! 
We'll drag her into the car and take turns popping our loads in her!  It's
a good thing we practiced for hours picking the locks on all the standard
chastity belts!  If we bag one, let's apply for joint ownership!  That
would be hot!"



   "Yeah, okay." I cringed hearing myself talk about openly raping someone
just because they didn't have a dick!  I almost banged my face against the
window when I saw a young woman running, pursued by a group of busty older
people I realized were citizens!  "What the hell!"



   Wilma slammed on the brakes.  "Dammit, some people have all the luck!"



   I rolled down the window and heard the chased woman cry out.  "No, I, I
live with mummy!  She promised I could stay with her and nobody would touch
me!"



   As she grew closer to the car, I could see the snug little shorts she
was wearing hid nothing.  She was a Mono, out in public without a collar
and obviously not sealed in a chastity belt!  Her large titties bounced
beneath her thin tee shirt, and puffs of white vapor escaped her mouth as
she ran with only fuzzy slippers on her feet.  "Come this way!" I cried,
throwing open the car door.  I had to at least try and save her!  "Get in
the car!"



   "Good thinking!  She's in a panic, she might obey by instinct.  I think
it's too late though!" A tall lanky Asian with pert breasts and an obvious
package showing in her jeans made a grab, and caught the running Mono's
long golden hair.  She pulled her up short, and wrapped both arms tightly
around her.  "Damn, someone is about to have a very good Christinemas!"
Wilma muttered in obvious jealousy.



   People cheered and applauded as the Asian dragged her prize over to a
bus stop bench and pushed her down over it.  Wilma jumped from the car. 
"Come on!  I haven't seen a virgin Mono get popped in ages!"



   I followed my doppelganger, trying to figure out what I could do.  The
Asian was laughing as her new friend struggled.  "What did you expect, my
pretty one?  Look at you!  You're almost twenty, and your mummy let you out
of the house without your collar or belt!  How did you think anyone would
be able to resist a little treat like you on Christinemas morning?"



   The blonde whimpered as her shorts were tugged down.  "I, I just went
out to get the newspaper!  I accidentally locked myself out and mummy is
such a deep sleeper that she didn't hear me knocking on the door!  The
neighbors did though!" She gasped as the Asian fumbled at her pants to
release her erect cock.  "No, please no!  Mummy said I don't have to be a
breeder if I don't want to!  I've been running from people all morning! 
It's so cold!  I'm so tired!  Please just let me go home!"



   "In a little while I'll bring you to my home, sweetie!" Grabbing her
thick ten inch cock in one hand, the triumphant hermaphrodite forced her
legs between the blonde's and spread them wide.  Leaning low over the
whimpering girl's back, she positioned herself for entry.



   "She isn't even struggling!" I gasped, watching as the poor Mono simply
accepted her fate.



   "Yeah, I know what you mean.  It's always hotter if they try top get
away!  Doggie style is always fun to watch though!  Oh look, there she
goes!" With a sudden jab of the hips, the Asian relieved the Mono of her
virginity!



   I felt guilty over how worked up this sexual assault was making me.  In
this universe, it wasn't even a crime!  A police car cruised by, and didn't
even slow down!  mThe hermaphrodite was really pounding it to the poor
girl, their mutual panting releasing clouds of white vapor into the cold
snowy air.



   "Damn, come on Emmy!" Wilma sighed.  "If I watch any longer I'm going to
have to whip it out and jerk off." She pointed to a couple of bystanders
doing just that, hands pumping on huge swollen members.  "I'm not that low
class!" A glimmer of a thought entered my mind.  Was it class, or did Wilma
just not want people to see how she would stack up against them?



   "Wait!  Who's that?" someone with the same long golden hair came jogging
up.  She wore nothing but a nightgown and snow boots, so it was plain to
see by the sway of her massive cock beneath the thin fabric that she was a
true citizen.  "I think that's her mother!"



   She stopped and sighed.  "Damn it to hell!  Victoria, what did you go
outside for without your collar and belt?  Can't you even count, you silly
little bitch?  You're ovulating today!  You're as good as pregnant right
now!" As she scolded, her cock swelled and grew until a huge tent was
showing in the front of the thin material of her nightgown.



   "Mummy, please help!" the girl moaned, panting harder.  From all the
porn videos I've watched, it sounded like she was growing closer to orgasm!
`It's not too late!  She, she didn't cum yet!  If you tell her to stop, I,
I can come home!  I don't have to be a breeder, you said so!"



   The mother shook her head.  "Dammit, what good are you to me now?  I was
saving you to give as a gift at your sister's bonding celebration!  Do you
even realize how hard it was to keep my hands off of your delectable little
body after you turned eighteen?  Almost two damn years of rigid self
control right down the toilet!  Let's not even mention all the money I
wasted on chastity belts, security systems and bars on all the windows just
to keep you untouched and pure!  Now what the hell will I get for Melissa
and her mate since you stupidly tossed away your virginity just one day
before the ceremony?  I can't afford to buy a virgin Mono at today's
prices! I'd have to get a second mortgage on the house!  The best I can
hope for is to get a used one that isn't currently pregnant!"



   "Mummy, you said!" the panting girl wailed.  "You said I could remain
virgin as long as I wanted!"



   "Oh you silly little Mono, I just said that to keep you content while
waiting for Melissa to set the date for the ceremony!  Once I saw the
ultra-sound images and got over the absolute humiliation of carrying a Mono
in my womb, I planned for Melissa's future!  Now you went and ruined things
by running out half dressed just to give yourself up to the first person
who could grab you!" She tapped the rutting citizen on the hiney.  "No
offense, dear." The Asian only nodded, completely focused on her happy
task.



   The mother continued to scold as the helpless little blond panted.  "I
hope you're satisfied with yourself, Victoria!  I want you to remember what
you did while that belly of yours grows!" She sighed.  "Still, I guess it
was my own fault!  Twenty years later, I still can't get over how I forgot
to wash my hands after stroking off a load!  Who would have thought just a
tiny drop on my fingertip would shoot me down while I played with my
cunny?"



   Victoria cried out, as the hermaphrodite rammed her hips home one last
time.  It was all over!  The poor Mono was being inseminated right in front
of her mother, and she was being forced into orgasm by the humiliating
ordeal!



   The Asian screamed wordless victory as her body stiffened.  She was
ejaculating!  Sperm filled semen was jetting into the blonde's fertile
belly!  After a few moments of mutual heavy breathing, Victoria sobbed
softly as her mate withdrew, and wiped her messy semen and virgin's blood
streaked cock off in that glorious flowing golden hair.



   The happy victor stood up tall and straightened her clothes as the
onlookers cheered.  The girl's mother simply tapped the Asian on the
shoulder this time.  "Stop by my house later on, and I'll have all the
paperwork of ownership transfer ready for your signature." She gave the
smiling woman her address and phone number.



   "I'll be over right after I have breakfast!" The proud new owner said
with obvious joy.  "I can't believe my luck!  I go back to Hong Kong
tomorrow.  Nobody there can afford an imported white Mono!  My friends will
be lining up to rent her!  I'll be able to quit my job and live off of the
rental fees!  Oh shoot!  I better go buy a steerage ticket for little Vicky
here!  They won't let her ride in first class with me!  Thank goodness the
airline I'm taking has pressurized cargo holds!  Merry Christinemas!"



   "A Merry Christinemas to you, my dear!" the mother called as the happy
new owner ran down the street.



   Victoria sobbed.  "Mummy, I don't want to go away!  I wanna go home! 
Please tell her I have to stay in America!  I'll never see you again if I
go live in Hong Kong!"



   The mother turned towards her daughter.  "Victoria, I'm going to miss
you too.  Why the hell couldn't you have at least waited until you finished
the housework before pulling this asinine stunt?  Today is going to be
hectic enough while I try to track down a replacement gift for tomorrow,
and a pretty little domestic Mono to take over all your housekeeping
chores! Where the hell will I find the time to polish the floors, scrub the
toilets and do the laundry?" she smiled.  "At least the days of abstaining
in my own home are over!  With luck I can find a Mono with titties as big
as yours!  Meanwhile, show me that pretty pouty mouth of yours is good for
something other then blubbering and crying!" She pulled up her nightgown,
exposing her erection.  "Relieve your mother of the boner you caused with
your foolish shenanigans!"



   I turned away as the quietly sobbing Mono took her mother's foot long
cock between her lips and began to suck.  I couldn't even think as we got
back in the car and continued on to the coffee shop.  That was my fate if
anyone discovered I was only carrying a cucumber!  I would be nothing more
then a possession to be bought or sold!  I didn't want that, but instead of
being shocked or disgusted, I was practically dripping!  Why the hell did
watching a Mono being used as a utility turn me on so much?  I had to get
back home before it was too late!



   I had myself composed when we reached the Starbucks.  While stepping out
of the car, my heart skipped a beat as the cucumber slipped.  I hastily
adjusted it to a more natural angle.  "I know, it got to me too." Wilma
laughed, giving her flesh and blood cock a similar adjusting.  "We'll be
home in an hour or so, and then all of our frustrations will be at an end!"



   Wilma went to the counter while I grabbed us a table.  I absentmindedly
watched as a pretty young thing busily bussed the empty tables around me.
She wore a very ornate collar with glittering silver spikes.  When she
turned, I saw the large circular opening in the seat of her tightly fitting
jeans.  I could clearly see the numbers and bar code marking her.  My eyes
nearly bugged out of my head when she wiped the table next to mine.  What I
took to be an odd looking tattoo appeared on closer examination to be made
up of some kind of heavy scarring.  Great Scott!  Was she branded like some
kind of horse?



   "Miss, uh, can I ask you something?" I said softly when she was right
next to my table.  "Um, did that hurt?" I looked around to make sure nobody
was looking, and then gently tapped the bare flesh of her left ass cheek. I
could feel the raised contours of the numbers embossed into her flesh.



   She gave a little jump.  "Uh-uh, no touching is allowed, okay?" She
smiled sweetly.  "If you want to arrange a private meeting with me later,
you'll have to make arrangements with my owner.  The rates are very
reasonable.  I only cost a hundred an hour since I'm six weeks pregnant. 
For that money you can do anything you want with me for the whole sixty
minutes, as long as it doesn't bring on the need for medical assistance."
She waggled a finger at me playfully.  "That means you can't go farther
then giving me a good heavy spanking, got it?  Crying is good, but bruising
is very bad!"



   She winked saucily.  "The scale goes up as my belly grows bigger. 
People do seem to like banging a baby belly!  Now if I was fertile today,
the rate would be a flat fee of ten grand per creamy-pie." She patted her
tummy and giggled.  "The mayor herself paid twenty thousand and popped two
loads in me!  She told me herself that I was worth thirty, but the city
budget wouldn't allow the expenditure for another round.  Wasn't that
sweet? I hope I can give her a citizen.  That would make her so happy!"



   I gulped.  "I just wanted to know.  Did it hurt very much when you were,
uh, branded?"



   She giggled.  "It surely did!  I cried like a little baby the whole time
the laser was firing on my butt!  Then I cried for almost an hour longer
when it was finally all done." She blushed prettily.  "My owner paid extra
for a private clinic, so she got to hold my hand the whole time.  That made
it so much better!" She looked at me thoughtfully.  "Your face is all red.
Don't worry; I know that lots of people get turned on by branding.  It's
okay."



   She pulled a small card out of the pocket in her apron and handed it to
me.  "This website has a free download section.  My movie is number
forty-two." She gave me another wink.  "Check out number sixty-nine while
you're at it." She pointed at another collared woman working behind the
counter.  This one was wearing something of cheap plastic around her neck,
like a doggie collar you'd find in a grocery store pet aisle.  "Sixty-nine
is a complete video file of Lisa's conviction on her robbery charge.  The
silly wench was dumb enough to try robbing us at gunpoint last year."



   My heart thumped when the little brunette stepped from behind the
counter to get something.  Her pregnant belly was simply huge, and the tiny
little shorts she wore were so tight that there was no room for anything
but a camel toe!  "You, you mean she used to have a, uh, um, she had
surgery?"



   "She sure did!  The video gives a graphic account of the procedure! 
Since Lisa committed a crime with a gun, she wasn't allowed a general
anesthetic.  They removed her Thing-a-Doo under a spinal block so she was
wide awake for the whole thing!  Wait until you see the look on her face
when that fifteen inch thing was packed in ice to be prepared for
transplant for an accident victim." She blushed.  "To tell the truth, I get
a little turned on when her nuggets are removed laparoscopically through
her belly button.  They looked a whole lot like oysters!  The doctor let
her keep them.  They're sealed in a block of Lucite.  Did you know she
kisses that hunk of plastic every night before going to sleep?"



   I felt ashamed of myself for how wet this horror story was making me. 
"She was then given to your boss, uh, owner, right?"



   "Yep!  That's Angela's baby making Lisa's belly so big!  My owner is
smart.  Things are timed nicely." She rubbed her tummy lovingly.  "Once the
mayor's baby is born I'll easily be able to breastfeed two.  Lisa then goes
right up on EBay!  Angela wants to get at least eighty grand.  Maybe even
more if an oil company buys her to work as the entertainment doxy at a
drill site or something.  Those rig workers sure use up us Monos!"



   A tall beautiful citizen dressed smartly as the coffee shop's manager
sidled on over.  "Mary, are you goldbricking again?"



   "No, not me!" the Mono gasped.  "I was just talking to this customer."
She hung her head respectfully, but I could see her eyes sparkling with
love.  "I was telling her about the website."



   The manager I took to be Angela playfully swatted the bare section of
Mary's ass.  The clap sounded rather loud.  "Get back to work attention
whore, or you want to sleep on the floor like Lisa?"



   "Merry Christinemas!" Mary shouted, as she hustled off.



   Angela eyed me.  "Crazy Doc Brown has been coming here for a couple
years.  She never told me she had a twin." She gave me a wink.  "I'll tell
you what.  Since its Christinemas, I'll let you take Lisa into the rest
room for a quick BJ, on the house."



   Oh hell!  I thought fast.  "Thank you very much, but, um, I have a thing
against pregnancy.  I, um, I don't think I could get it up for someone
who's right about to pop!"



   "Oh well, your loss.  Frankly, I can hardly keep my hands off of that
half-neutered bitch right now.  She was due to pop yesterday, so I have to
enjoy it while it lasts!" She went away muttering something about another
crazy in the Brown family.  "Hey Lisa, it's your break.  Get your dickless
pregnant ass in my office, on the double!" Lisa looked like someone had
slapped her face, but she waddled off to the back of the shop just as fast
as she could go!



   Wilma finally joined me and handed over a Pumpkin Spice Latte.  I took a
sip.  Of course it was made exactly how I would have ordered it.  "Thanks,
Merry Christinemas!"



   "Wait right here." She jumped up and headed to the rest room.  The
single door just had a simple sign that said facility, with a cartoon
picture of a toilet.  Wilma ducked inside, but came right back out again.
"Dammit, the thing's out of order!  We'll have to hope we can find an open
convenience store, or our mutual Christinemas present will give us both big
bellies!"



   "Wa-Wa is always open on holidays." I could have kicked myself!  Oh
well, I would be barricaded in my lab before the day was through.  "We can
clear out their stock and fuck all the way through the New Year!"



   "Keep it down!" my double whispered.  "People think you're my womb twin
sibling!  I don't want them thinking I'm weirder then they already do! 
It's not like you're a Mono and I can screw you any time I want without
fear of the law!  We have to keep this discreet!"



   I almost dumped the latte down myself.  "Yeah, v-very funny!  Who are
you calling a Mono?"



   "Take it easy!  You know I didn't mean it like that!" she giggled. 
"Forget I said that.  Chalk it up to nervousness!  Let's get out of here
and hit Wa-Wa!"



   I had to leave my doppelganger in the dust.  I pulled out my keys.  "Um,
since its Christinemas, can I drive for a while?"



   Wilma smiled.  "Sure, why not!  It's your car too!"



   The snow was coming down harder as we stepped out of the shop.  I slid a
little, and my right leg almost shot out from under me.  Wilma grabbed my
arm and prevented my fall, but to my horror, the worst possible thing
happened.  The cucumber slipped!  It somehow worked its way out of my
panties, and dropped all the way down the right leg of my pink sweatpants!
I froze.



   "What's wrong?" Wilma asked.  She glanced down and gasped.  I was
carrying my "Package" on my ankle!  Her hand clapped hard between my legs,
and she felt me up roughly right there in the parking lot.  "Mono!" she
hissed.  "My other self is nothing but a Mono!" She snatched the keys from
my hand and dragged me around to the passenger side.  "Get in the fucking
car before somebody notices!"



   She opened the door, and I had little choice as she just shoved me
inside.  "Where are we going?" I asked softly as she got behind the wheel.



   "I have to get you back to the lab!"



   I let out a huge sigh of relief.  "Oh thank you!  I knew I could count
on me to do the right thing!"



   She drove silently for a few moments.  "Let me get my head around this.
Are you just a loser in the genetic crap shoot, or is everyone like you
over there?"



   "I'm not a loser!  Women don't have cocks.  Only men do!"



   "What the hell is a "Men"?"



   "I, um, that's hard to explain.  Imagine someone like you.  They have a
penis, but there isn't any vaginal opening.  In fact, there's no labium
structure at all.  Instead there's an external sack of skin hanging over
unbroken flesh.  The sack, called the scrotum, contains the testicles.  Men
can't have babies; there are no ovaries or uterus within their abdominal
cavities.  The rest of the body is generally more muscular.  There are no
mammary glands on men.  The chest is generaly flat, with firm pectoral
muscles.  Oh, and facial hair grows quite thick along the jaw line and
under the nose.  It needs to be shaved off on a daily basis, unless the man
chooses to let it grow into a thick beard or mustache."



   Wilma took a deep shuddery breath.  "That's the sickest thing I ever
heard of!" She looked a little green and pulled over to the side of the
road.  With a little whimper she hopped out.  Leaning over the guardrail,
she threw up her latte.  I watched her scoop up a handful of clean snow
from the top of the rail, and use it to try and clear the foul taste of
used coffee from her mouth.



   She got back into the car.  "So you're telling me that my exact double
is stuck in a world full of half formed monsters?"



   "I wouldn't say monsters, but yeah.  That pretty much sums it up."



   She sighed.  "Come on!  We have a machine to repair!"



   The tension left me as we reached the warehouse that held my, uh, her
lab.  We entered together and Wilma made a beeline to the bathroom and
brushed her teeth.  She returned with a sheepish little grin on her lovely
elfin face.  `Please don't tell me any more about those "mens" of yours! 
It freaks me out just to think things like that are walking around
somewhere!"



   "Sorry, but some of them are really quite nice to look at.  Take it from
me."



   "I won't take it!  You can keep it!" She sighed.  "You assess the
damages.  I'll check stores for power supply components.  We already know
that was pretty much fried."



   I leaned over the console and sighed.  "Things could have been much
worse!" I called as I looked over the exposed circuit boards.  "The
stabilizing circuit took some minor damage, but I think I can repair the in
place board without replacing it.  The power distribution system is a wreck
though.  It'll probably take us four to seven days to build a new one. 
Thank God in Heaven that the coordinate sequencer is intact!  It'll have
all the random coordinates of the transfer still stored in its onboard
memory.  Once we eliminate the production of any more duplicates, we should
be able to open the wormhole at will!  I'll be able to swap places with
your replica with no problems!"



   Wilma didn't answer.  A nagging suspicion began to nibble at my mind. 
Something was wrong.  I was basically a greedy little bitch.  Why was I
being so helpful to me?  I slowly stood up.  Just as I was turning around,
Wilma charged at me, knocking me to the floor.  My head hit the concrete
and the world gave a nasty lurch.  I must have only been out for a second,
but that was long enough!  My hands were bound in front of me with the
largest heaviest cable ties I had in stores.  My ankles were trussed up in
similar fashion!  "Oh shit!" I gasped.  "What the hell are you doing?"



   Wilma was grinning ear to ear.  "Oh my Goddess, I never thought I'd ever
have a Mono of my very own!" she stared at me.  "I'm so beautiful, too! 
This is going to be the best Christinemas ever!"



   "No, you can't mean that!" I struggled against the ties, but it only
hurt.  "Think about this!  We could return your matching double!  You guys
could ride each other's cocks and live happily ever after!"



   "Hell no, I'm not going to risk getting knocked up like a fucking Mono
servant!" Looking like she was in a hypnotic daze, Wilma went to the open
console and unplugged the glittering cube of the coordinate sequencer.  She
held it up to the light.  "This baby has the billions of computations
stored in it from test number forty-two.  Using that data, we should have
no problem reopening the wormhole between our two universes, among the
infinite others in all of creation!"



   "Yes!  Once we repair the power system, it should be child's play to
eliminate the doubling so your exact double and I can trade places!"



   Wilma tossed it up towards the ceiling.  My breath caught in my throat
as the delicate device sparkled and spun under the bright lights.  I let
out a sigh when she snatched it back out of the air.  "It took me almost
two years to build, and nearly my entire family fortune."



   "I know!  It was the same for me!"



   "Even if I had to start from scratch, it would be hopeless to even
contemplate opening the wormhole between this universe and yours without
the "Knights Corner" fifty core teraflop chip to handle the twenty or
thirty terabytes of accumulated data stored in this little beauty.  You
know how hard it was getting this chip!  I doubt if I could swing another
before it's in mass production.  Even so, what about the data?"



   I knew how hard it was to get!  I had to break in, threaten the night
watchman with a realistic looking prop gun, and steal the damn thing! 
Thank God my prints weren't in the system!  I forgot to wear latex gloves!
My heart filled with ice as she walked toward our security disposal
receptacle.  "Oh God, please don't do it!" I wailed as I bounced helplessly
on the floor.  "What about your trapped double?  What about the monsters?"



   She paused for a moment.  "Well, it sucks to be her!" She tossed the
coordinate sequencer into the open maw of the receptacle unit.



   "No!  Oh dear God in Heaven, NO!" I screamed as it rattled down.  I
heard the ear splitting high pitched whine that announced the sequencer had
been stripped down to nothing but scattered atoms.  My chest was wracked by
sobs.  Wilma stared openly at my heaving breasts.  That device had taken so
long to design and build!  I worked on it for nearly every waking moment of
two years!  In just a millisecond flash, it was vaporized!



   Even if I somehow managed to get another chip, and build a replacement
in record time, that would be useless!  The data was irreplaceable!  The
short circuit from the metal Christmas tree needles had set up random
coordinates within the system.  I tasted bitter tears as I cried.  I
couldn't even quote any odds.  Without the stored information gathered
during experiment forty-two, it was a virtual impossibility to ever set up
the same link again!  It would be more likely for me to win a multi-million
dollar lottery every day for the rest of my life, then to once again
blindly stumble upon the wormhole that would take me home!



   Wilma squatted down next to me.  Oh God, I could see her erect penis
straining like a tent pole at her sweatpants!  Suddenly, four inches looked
huge to me!  If that thing went into my vagina and let out even one tiny
dribble of pre-cum, I would be in huge trouble!  "Pretty little Emmy." She
smiled.  "Yes, I'll let you keep my name.  Pretty Emmy, you have a choice
to make.  Do what I say willingly or I strip you naked and drop you off
right in the middle of the nearest college campus.  Which do you think
would be more pleasant for an unlicensed un-collared sexy Mono?"



   I shuddered in horror.  I did not want to be passed around in some nasty
filthy dorm while horny teenage hermaphrodites used me to relieve their
stress!  "I, I'll do what you say!"



   She produced a pair of wire snips and cut the straps.  "Thank goodness
they're open today!  I read about the high demand for Monos for the holiday
gift giving season.  They have special hours for today so everyone can
enjoy their new presents when they go to bed tonight!  They're open until
five.  Get on your feet.  We're going to get you licensed!"



   Oh God!  Maybe I could somehow break away!  I bet if I was careful and
kept to myself, I could keep up the charade that I actually had a penis! 
How would I pay for anything?  My cash would get me arrested for passing
"funny money", I'm sure my credit and debit cards would work, but the
numbers were all the same on the cards in my doppelganger's possession. 
Wilma would just report them as stolen and I would be nabbed the first time
I tried to use them!  "Okay, I, I'm ready to go!  You can even drive!"



   "Oh course I can drive!  Do you think Mono's are permitted to have a
driver's license?" She smiled.  "Sorry, but you're never getting behind the
wheel again."



   I headed for the door.  "Hey!  Where are you going?" she yelled when I
put my hand on the knob.



   "You said I was going to get licensed now."



   "There's a little technicality first!" She pointed over to the rumpled
old sofa I kept in the corner to catch the occasional cat nap.  "I can't
risk someone getting you from me before I get you safely licensed and
registered.  I want to get you dripping with my DNA so I can prove I bagged
you first!"



   "Please no!" I whispered as she began to undress.  "Not like this! 
Please!  Let me at least get used to the idea!  Then we can get condoms,
just like you said!  I don't want to get pregnant, not in this twisted
world!"



   "Get over here, or I call the police and report an un-collared Mono
running loose!  Who knows were you'd end up once entered into the public
distribution system."



   An image of oil rigs filled my mind.  I scurried over and unbuttoned the
pea-coat.  "Please, isn't there another way?  I, I'll tell them that I
belong to you!  Surely that will be enough!"



   She took the coat from me and smiled.  "Good, I love this thing.  I'm
glad to get it back!" She hung it on the hook on the wall, and continued
removing her own clothes.  "I have to do this legal.  I don't have any
paperwork for you.  Thank Goodness anyone can see we look exactly alike."
She slipped out of her sweatpants and pulled down her panties.  My heart
skipped a beat when her hard little cock sprang up to point at me.  "I'll
make up some BS about the family records being destroyed in a fire. 
They'll all smile at me when I tell them I want to keep you for sentimental
reasons, being that we grew up together and everything.  They'll think its
sweet that I waited until Christinemas day to finally fulfill your little
dreams by claiming my right to your body."



   I was shaking as I finally joined my doppelganger in nakedness.  I
couldn't help looking at her, as she was looking at me.  God help me!  She
still looked exciting and exotic with that cute little penis jutting out
from her body!  "We can't do this!" I whimpered.  "Please Wilma, I'll do
anything else!  You could fuck my ass!  Men, um, people are supposed to
like that!  You're small enough that it won't even hurt!"



   She slapped my face.  "Fuck you Mono!  How dare a dickless breeder tell
a citizen her cock is small!"



   "I'm sorry!  I, I just don't want any mistakes!  I can't get pregnant!"



   "Fuck what you want!  I've waited for this for so long!" She grabbed my
arm and pulled me towards the sofa.  "I know your fertile today, since you
and I are the same!  Today is the perfect day to sire a baby on you!"



   She shoved me back on the sofa, and scrambled over me.  "Please no!  I
don't want to get knocked up!"



   She giggled.  "Sorry Emmy, haven't you figured it out yet?  Monos have
no say in the matter!  Their only reason to exist is to be baby factories
for citizens!"



   I cursed myself for being aroused and wet as she positioned herself over
me.  "This is might just be a quickie, I'm afraid." She said with a laugh.
"I'm really excited and don't know how long I can hold back.  That's okay
though!  We'll have the rest of our lives for me to fuck your brains out
every day!"



   "But I'll get pregnant!" I protested weakly, as I cupped my hands over
my crotch.



   "That's the plan!" She grabbed my hands and yanked them out of the way.
"If you give me a Mono baby, when she's old enough I'll sell her and make a
nice profit!  If you give me a normal baby, it'll be the start of my very
own family!"



   I couldn't stop myself from whimpering as she rubbed the swollen head of
her cock against my labia.  "Please Wilma, I'm begging you!  I don't want
this!  I just want to go home to a normal world!"



   "There's no turning back now!" She thrust herself at me, and that
swollen head slowly pushed into my body!  "The machine will never link our
universes again!  You're staying right here to be my little fuck-toy and
household servant!"



   "No, don't!" I sobbed as our bodies pressed firmly together.  I
whimpered as part of me was actually disappointed that she wasn't nearly as
thick as my dildo back home, not to mention several inches shorter.  It
felt pretty much like I had only slipped a finger up inside me.  Then the
full ramifications struck home.  "Get it out!  Oh God, haven't you done
enough?  Get it out before you leak any sperm in me!"



   "You know I can't stop!" I looked up into my own face and sobbed again.
I wasn't a very nice person, and this proved it!  I was raping myself!  My
doppelganger was watching a version of herself cry, and she had no trouble
at all continuing with the act!  A sudden thought entered my mind, and I
sobbed again for Wilma's double.  I was a huge fan of Parade-Parade and
Discode, with their portrayal of weak and mild hermaphrodites being used
and abused by the people who discovered their secrets.  How many times have
I masturbated to dark fantasies of what I would do if I ever found a real
live hermaphrodite?  I knew in my heart that somewhere across the vast
expanse of universes without number, my prime was tormenting her brand new
hermaphrodite pet with a tiny little boy cock right about now!



   "I'm so sorry!" I cried, knowing that my words would never reach that
far.



   "Sorry for what, Emmy dear?" Wilma was thrusting harder.  "Are you sorry
that this is turning you on?" She leaned to me and kissed the tears from my
face.  "Everyone knows Mono's love sex!  It's their only real talent and
reason for living!  Just relax and enjoy it!"



   Humiliation filled me.  I was enjoying it!  I was being taken.  I had no
control any more, but, but I was so damn excited!  I babbled fibs,
mindlessly trying to please her.  "It's in me so deep!" I wailed, unable to
stop the words spilling from my lips.  "Oh Wilma, It's so big in me!"



   "Oh Goddess, am I really this hot inside?" The lover that wore my face
proclaimed.  "It's so tight!  It feels like you're pulling me in!" She
thrust harder.  She pulled a little too far back, and her smallness popped
completely out of me.  "Shit!" she muttered; as she jammed herself back in.
It took her a while to get her thrusts right and keep the cock inside me as
she fucked.



   I couldn't help myself.  As wrong as it was, I wrapped my legs around
the doppelganger that now owned me.  "Don't cum in me!" I cried uselessly
as she continued ramming her cock into my very center.  `If you cum, I'll
get pregnant!  Please Wilma; pull out before it's too late!" I whimpered,
my release growing closer and closer.  "Shoot it in my face!  Oh God, roll
me over and stuff it up my ass!  Just please don't make me pregnant!"



   "You're holding me, you Mono whore!" she was getting more erratic in her
movements!  "You want this!  You want my baby in your belly!  You want to
knock yourself up!  Gimmie a Mono!  I'll sell her to the breeding farms,
and then you can make me more!  I'll keep knocking you up and selling any
Mono's until I rebuild my family fortune!"



   I couldn't help it.  I was lost staring up into my own lovely green
eyes. I hugged Wilma to me convulsively tight.  Our breasts and nipples
flattened against each other, only adding to the stimulation overload
burning through my body.  "You can't sell my babies!" I screamed as my body
betrayed me.  I couldn't hold it back!  My orgasm hit like a clap of
thunder!



   "Oh yeah!" she moaned as her body went stiff on top of mine.  Wilma
rammed in as deep as she could.  "Take it, you dickless breeder bitch!  I,
I'm cumming!"



   My body writhed as I felt the slender invader within me jerk and twitch.
It was the final humiliation at the hands of my doppelganger.  She was
flooding me!  Her little boy cock was unleashing a flood of semen into my
body.  I rode from one orgasmic peak to the next as she pumped millions of
sperm deep into my dangerously fertile belly!  My dildo, fingers, and hand
held shower massagers never prepared me for the soul rending power of this
release!  I was being well and fully claimed by my new owner, and I was
powerless to do a thing about it!



   Shame burned within me as Wilma finally withdrew and rolled off of me.
She sighed contentedly as her cock rapidly wilted and went flaccid.  "Don't
move!" She ran from the bed, leaving me with her semen running out of my
trembling body.



   When she handed me a tampon, I just meekly took it.  She watched with
wide eyes as I slipped the tampon up inside of my pussy, sealing most of
her massive load within my vaginal vault.  "There's so much!" I whimpered.
My thighs were coated, even though I had trapped most of it within me.



   "The doctors at the Bureau will know for sure I shot you down now!" She
grinned.  "I can't wait to fuck you when you're nine months pregnant!  They
say that's really hot, especially when the breasts lactate all over you
while you're doing it!"



   I watched dully as she picked up all the scattered clothing.  She
dressed, but then took my clothes and stuffed them down into the security
disposal receptacle unit, where they joined with the sequencer to become
just ultra fine dust floating freely in the atmosphere.  "It's cold
outside!" I couldn't help whining.



   "I saved you this." She handed me my pink hoodie.  "Oh, you can put your
shoes back on, too."



   She slipped into the pea-coat, and put her hands into the pockets.  She
pulled my wallet out of one, and my iPhone out of the other.  She looked at
the cash in the wallet and made a face.  "Ew, Washington looks like a
brute! What happened to her pretty smile?"



   She activated the iPhone and thumbed through the files.  I could tell by
the green tint of her complexion that she had found my portable
masturbation folder.  In it were quite a few videos of purely vanilla
straight hetero sex for use if I couldn't get to my computer to watch the
gonzo nasty porn I preferred.  I had to be careful in case I dropped the
thing somewhere.  I didn't want people to think I was nasty!



   She stared for a moment, mesmerized by what she saw.  "Oh Goddess that
creature fucking the pretty little blonde Mono is hideous!  It looks like
some Hollywood idea of a space alien!  Oh no, they showed a close up!  Ew,
there's no pussy at all!  It's just like you said!  The awful thing only
has a skin bag hanging under its penis, and it's all hairy!  I think I'm
gonna be sick again!"



   She put down the cell phone and took a few deep breaths.  "Great Scott,
those creatures are enough to give a citizen erectile dysfunction!" She
took out her own phone and thumbed through a few files.  "They all have the
same file names.  This is truly astounding!" She looked over the devices,
scrutinizing them carefully.  "They even have the same dings and scratches!
I really should keep yours as a spare, but I couldn't risk anyone finding
it!"



   "No don't!  At lease let me keep my phone!  I have my favorite version
of `A Christmas Carol" and a bunch of other movie files too!  Don't cut me
completely off from my world!" I sobbed as she disposed of the final links
I had with my own universe.  In an instant, both wallet and cell phone were
flashed into sub-atomic dust.



   Wilma laughed.  "I think I'll change the focus of my research now.  With
a little tinkering, I can make the disintegrator into a portable power
source to run a car off of household trash!  A banana and some beer would
take you at least thirty miles!" She grabbed the back up DVDs of the
operating system I spent almost a year creating, and tossed them right
down. For all anyone would know, my crowning achievement was now nothing
more then a shiny casing full of used pinball machine parts!  Without the
fifty core chip and operating system, you couldn't even begin to deduce its
intended function as a Transmat, let alone replicate the accidental
pan-dimensional travel!  I was trapped farther from home then any living
being in history!



   Icy air seemed to cut through me like a knife as Wilma pulled me to the
car.  Wearing only the hoodie and my sneakers, I shivered almost violently
until the heat came up in the Lexus.  Wilma kept looking at my exposed body
as she drove through the accumulating snow.  From time to time we would
swerve dangerously as she reached out a hand to touch my tender pussy and
stroke my thatch of blazing red pubic hair.  I didn't care.  If we crashed,
it only meant this nightmare would be over sooner.



   We pulled up to a large building in the middle of town.  I don't
remember what it was in my universe, but in this one the front was adorned
with huge stark block lettering.  It was the Bureau of Mono Registration.
My shivering returned, but it had nothing to do with being cold!



   Wilma pulled into the circular drive that led right up to the door. 
"Wait here a second!" She threw open her door and ran to the passenger
side. "This is symbolic, you need a collar, but also very practical." She
slipped a large cable tie around my neck, and zipped it just tight enough
for me to continually be aware of its presence.  "Try to run or make a
commotion, and I tug it as tight as I can.  Understand me?  You'll be dead
before anyone can find something to cut it off of you!"



   "Yes Wilma." I said softly as I stepped out of the warm car into the
frigid air.



   We seemed to wait an eternity.  My bare legs and ass were going numb,
and I was imagining Wilma's semen freezing up in my pussy by the time a
valet finally showed up to park the Lexus.  Profits must be astronomical in
the Mono trade if they provided such services!  Hand lightly grasping the
cable tie, Wilma led the way.  I hurried after her; deeply afraid I would
stumble and cause her to accidentally tighten the tie and close off my
esophagus.



   I wasn't the only one under dressed.  It seemed like all the new owners
wanted to be sure everyone saw at a glance the dickless nature of their new
property.  Once inside, thankfully it was warm enough to make standing
around with no drawers a bit more comfortable.  It was just as well.  The
first step was the removal of my hoodie and shoes.  Someone did come up
with something to cut the cable tie and I could relax just a tiny bit when
it was removed.  Now the only thing I wore was my glasses, and a plastic ID
bracelet locked securely to my right wrist.  Wilma went to sit in some kind
of lounge area, where she laughed and joked with all the other new owners.
They all stared happily at the line of naked Monos before them, daydreaming
about all the fun they'd get out of their new Christinemas presents.



   I shuffled a step at a time as the silent well behaved line ahead of me
moved forward in the process.  Finally, I was led into a small cubical. 
"Don't worry pet, I won't hurt you." A raven haired citizen with just a
touch of grey at the temples assured me.  I couldn't help making the now
automatic check.  There was a large bulge under the red and green holiday
dress she was wearing.



   "Will, will this take much longer?"



   She misunderstood.  "Oh honey, you'll be reunited with your owner in no
time!" She stepped closer and put a hand on my chin.  "Open wide now,
precious.  No biting now, I have to check those teeth!"



   I opened my mouth, and she inspected me like someone about to buy a
horse.  I guess here the analogy wasn't too far fetched.  The latex glove
tasted terrible as she shoved her fingers into my mouth.  I gagged a little
as she ran her fingertips around under my tongue, roughly massaged my gums,
and then rubbed them across the roof of my mouth.  "Good girl!  Someone has
been taking very good care of your oral hygiene!  That's just what I like
to see!" She swatted my ass.  "Move along now sweetie, I have a lot more
breeders to check before I can go home and enjoy Christinemas!"



   I went down the line.  Various people did various things to me at
various levels of interest.  I was poked and prodded.  My hearing and
vision was inspected.  I was humiliated yet again when the eye chart had
little pictures instead of letters.  It seemed like I was a rare exception.
Most Monos weren't taught how to read or write until after they were
claimed by an owner.



   I was ordered into a stirrup equipped chair, and given the most
revolting and uncomfortable Gynecological exam I had ever experienced!  The
doctor pulled out the tampon and roughly shoved the speculum in, spreading
the bills painfully wide.  "Damn, somebody sure shot off a load!  You're
all soupy!"



   She babbled on while peering up inside me.  "I wish my family could
afford to buy me a Mono I could knock up for Christinemas!  Still, I had a
blast with the sexy little number my sire rented me when I was eighteen. 
She was real pretty, and so close to term I thought the baby would pop
right out when I finished fucking her.  After all my friends took their
turns, we milked those huge titties and made the best eggnog I have ever
tasted!  Everyone laughed when her water broke right when she was climbing
into the rental agency van when it picked her up after the party.  You
should have heard the driver scolding her for making such a nasty mess! 
That was a wonderful Christinemas!" She looked some more.  "You're fertile
too, honey.  Remind your owner that you need follow up exams to make sure,
but you look healthy as a horse.  I bet your new owner knocked up her
present right on the first go!"



   As I got up from the seat, I saw something I probably shouldn't have
seen.  The nasty hermaphrodite bitch licked the fingers of her latex gloves
before peeling them off and tossing them into the trash!  I wondered how
she had even seen anything in there.  Cum was still slowly oozing out, now
that I no longer had the damn tampon corking me up!



   A statuesque citizen with the hugest tits I ever saw outside of Japanese
cartoons put up her hand.  "Wait here, candy ass.  Don't be in such a
hurry."



   I waited before the closed door.  A light turned green and she smiled.
"Okay pretty buns, in you go!"



   She pulled open a heavy door and I stepped inside a small room.  A
powerful fan blew against me, as the air was drawn through to an exhaust
vent in the opposite wall.  The wet floor was icy cold against my bare
feet. A pretty young citizen in a white lab coat and rubber apron looked me
up and down.  "I don't have all day.  Put your feet on the footprints." I
did as I was told; placing my feet next to the large metal fixtures
bracketing the yellow footprints painted on the floor.  Hoping I wouldn't
get athletes foot by standing on the wet concrete floor; I didn't give much
thought to what this test could possibly be for.  "Good, now put your hands
on top of the padded rail."



   I again did as I was told, placing my hands exactly centered on the
yellow painted handprints.  I was startled when heavily padded shackles
clamped painfully tight over my wrists and ankles.  "What is this?  "I
gasped fearfully as the rail rocked forward, dragging me down and over the
padded bench beneath it.  She cinched a wide belt tight around my waist,
and two more around the backs of both knees to secure them to the legs of
the bench.  "What the fuck is this?" I cried.  I was ignored.



   She reached for my face.  "Bite down hard on this." She ordered as she
rammed a hard rubber cylinder into my mouth and then strapped it tightly
around the back of my head.



   I watched helplessly as she rolled over a device I knew well.  I had a
similar unit in my lab for fabricating needed parts for my work.  The Kern
FiberCell laser engraver was a wonderful metal working tool, but it was
never meant to be used on human skin!  I struggled against the bonds that
held me, but it was no use!



   She rolled the unit right up to my rear end, and pressed the modified
open end to my flesh.  Using leather straps, she cinched it tightly against
my ass.  Even if I moved, the damn thing would keep right on track as it
seared me!  "Just try to relax.  The complete process will take about a
minute.  If we try to rush it, the lines of the bar code tend to distort,
making them unscannable."



   If I could talk, I would have offered her my soul if only she wouldn't
activate the machine!  She consulted the ID bracelet on my wrist, and then
entered the numbers on the engraver's keypad.  Then she pointed a video
camera at me, and made a couple adjustments.  Donning protective eyewear,
she threw a leather hood over my face to protect from laser flash.  I felt
a hand gently caress the ass cheek not clamped against the laser tool. 
"I'm sorry honey.  I know you won't like this."



   My world exploded into pain when the machine went into action.  It tore
though my soul, accompanied by the buzzing of the laser at work, and the
smoky sweet smell of roasting pork.  I couldn't help myself, and my bladder
cut loose.  I guess that was a common occurrence.  There was a drain set in
wet the floor between my legs.  My body shook, but that didn't interfere
with the endless agony!  My jaws clamped painfully hard onto the rubber bit
in my mouth, as I squealed and cried.  Snot ran from my nose and I was
blinded by tears as I wailed for what seemed like hours, but was only a one
minute sample of hell.



   I awoke with a start to jet of ice cold water forcibly hitting my anus,
while my left ass cheek throbbed with mind numbing pain.  "Don't feel bad,
sweetie, I don't blame you." My tormentor aimed the water lower, and washed
the signs of my total humiliation down the drain along with the urine. 
"Dammit all, I don't now how many times we tell them.  Monos should not be
fed for at least twenty-four hours before branding!  Who do they think is
stuck cleaning up afterward?"



   She released the shackles and helped me stand.  Her hand was actually a
comfort as she patted my shoulder.  "Don't worry sweetie, I wasn't mad at
you.  It's just that some citizens are so stupid and thoughtless, you'd
think they had the brain of a Mono!" She pointed at a roll of toilet tissue
hanging on the wall.  "Take your time and clean yourself up.  You can use
the hose if you like, just don't spray it on the brand site, it'll hurt
like hell if you do."



   I cleaned myself up, and washed my hands.  In the next room I pretty
much expected what would happen.  I bent over double, and it only hurt a
little as they injected the tracking device deep into my gluteus maximus.



   The citizen who had administered the pneumatic injection then picked up
a small control box.  She read the numbers seared into my ass and entered
them on the keypad.  "This is just a little demonstration; I want you to
always remember that the equipment the police use is fifty times as
powerful, and can access your implant anywhere on the globe via satellite."




   "Oh shit!  It isn't just a tracking chip?" I gasped, just a split second
before she rammed another rubber bit into my mouth.  She pressed a large
red button and I collapsed to the floor as my body was once again wracked
by pain.  This time it was far worse!  I felt like a blowtorch was burning
away every square inch of skin on my body!  The damn thing must work by
firing pain impulses directly the nervous system!  If this was just a low
power demonstration, I prayed to God I'd never feel what fifty times more
intense was like!  Of course I didn't think that then.  My mind was fully
occupied with what it must have felt like to be burned at the stake!  There
was no room for anything resembling actual thought!



   The agony stopped just as suddenly as it started.  I felt weak and sick,
but aside from the numbers burned into my ass, there was no further
physical damage to my body.  I whimpered and the rubber cylinder fell from
my quivering lips.  "I'll remember!" I screamed "I swear I'll remember! 
I'll never ever forget!"



   She patted me on the shoulder and then helped me stand.  "I know you
will.  I can always tell the good girls when they come through here." My
mind screamed as she actually handed me a small candy-cane before sending
me on my way!



   Wilma met me out in the hall after I finished running that hellish
gauntlet.  She looked at my sore ass and grinned.  "It's official!  I
legally own you now, Emmy dear!  Isn't that nice?" I sucked on my
peppermint and managed to keep from crying.



   A lovely blonde citizen with pouty lips and a curvy figure stuffed into
a tasteful business suit led us into a little office.  She extended her
hand and Wilma shook it.  I was ignored.  "Merry Christinemas Doctor Brown,
my name is Rose Tyler.  I'm director of Mono placement for the tri-state
area.  I've come down to supervise your case personally.  I never heard of
a womb sibling twin applying for ownership of her Mono counterpart!  To be
honest, it's more then a little exciting!"



   The pretty blonde took a deep breath, as if to calm herself.  "There's
just one little formality left before you can go home and enjoy your lovely
Mono." She led Wilma to a computer terminal.  "We just need a hand print
scan to register you as the owner of record." She smiled.  "If you don't
mind me saying so, you two will look simply elegant together!  I don't
think there's a case on record of a set of twins where one was only a Mono.
You should really think about making a few videos.  They'd be a hit on the
internet!"



   Wilma smiled.  "That's a good idea!" She pressed her right hand to the
glowing plate of the biometric scanner, unknowingly sealing her fate. 
Wilma had hardly taken her hand away when a red light started blinking over
the doorway.  The computer flashed a warning in large red block letters
that filled the screen.  IAFIS ALERT!  TEN POINT MATCH.  HOLD SUSPECT FOR
QUESTIONING CONCERNING LABORATORY BREAK-IN AND THEFT.  It gave further
details in a much smaller font I couldn't read from across the room.



   Wilma went pale.  "Uh, what's that" she asked in a strained voice.



   Rose had been practically licking her lips while eyeing my naked body.
She suddenly was all business.  "Just wait here, Doctor." She stepped out,
and I heard a sharp click after the door closed.  It sounded like the crack
of doom.



   Wilma grabbed at the door knob, twisting and tugging it uselessly. 
"It's locked!" She ran to the computer and looked closely.  "Oh fucking
hell!  That's the date and time I broke in at Intel and snatched the fifty
core chip!  Oh damn!  I was going to hack IAFIS and change the prints the
fucking cops recovered, but I was too excited to get started on test runs!
I forgot to get back to it!" She noticed too late the little glowing light
on the web cam, with the microphone propped up next to it.  "Oh fuck!  Oh
fuck me!  Damn me to hell for being so stupid!" She ripped it off of the
computer, just as the door opened and two cops entered.



   One held a camera, and the other seemed to be the mouthpiece for the
dynamic duo.  "Doctor Emelia Wilma Brown, In compliance with your duly
recorded audio/video confession, you are under arrest for the theft of one
"Knights Corner" fifty core experimental teraflop chip during the break-in
at the Intel data center and connected systems group."



   The cop behind the camera shook her head.  "That's quite a mouthful. 
"To put it another way, Doc, you're in deep doo-doo!"



   Wilma backed up against the wall.  "Wait, I made a breakthrough!  Intel
will bow at my feet when I show them what I can do with their chip!  Wait
until they see my prototype!  Instead of filing charges, they'll be begging
me to work for them!"



   The throbbing pain in my ass was putting me on edge.  There's no other
excuse for what I did.  I took a deep breath.  "ZAP!" I snapped out, just
as loud as I could, trying to mimic the sound of sub atomic disintegration.



   "Oh shit!" Wilma gasped eyes wide in sudden fear.  "Oh my Goddess, it's
gone!  Wait, if they give me another chip and a year to work with, I can
show them some serious shit, honest!"



   "So you had the chip, and now it's gone?"



   I think Wilma was a little shocky.  She didn't seem to know when to shut
her mouth.  "What?  Of course I did, you stupid flatfoot!  I was on the
verge of a major scientific breakthrough!  I needed the pure speed of the
teraflop chip to run my sequencer!  No other device on Earth was up to the
task!  Once I prove the success of my machine to the world, I'll be able to
buy and sell Intel!" She clasped her hands to her cheeks, looking like
Edvard Munch's panting "The Scream".  "I can't now!  It's vaporized!  Oh
shit!  What the hell did I do that for?"



   I just shook my head, but nobody was paying the naked Mono any
attention. The greedy bitch destroyed the chip just so she could trap me in
this sick world and keep me as her slave!  I sighed.  It was nothing that I
wouldn't have done if in her shoes.  Well, that was one idea coming right
back to bite her on the ass!  It served the little rapist right!



   Without lowering her camera, the busily recording cop spoke softly into
her cell phone.  I heard mention of a Phone Warrant.  Oh Crap!  Physical
evidence would soon back up Wilma's statements of guilt.  Back home, I had
saved the packaging from the chip in case I ever needed the insulation for
something.  That means they'd find it very quickly once they reached
Wilma's lab.  They'd also have no trouble finding the schematic diagrams of
Intel's security layout, not to mention all the design plans for fitting
the chip into the sequencer!



   Wilma really was in deep doo-doo!  That chip was nearly priceless! 
It'll be several years before Intel is ramped up to produce it in a large
scale production run.  The loss of one at this early stage could be more
devastating to Intel's bottom line then a run of the mill bank robbery was
to a financial institution!  I shuddered, reminded of the video I had
watched last night.



   I don't think they knew what to do with me.  I was left locked in the
small office with Wilma, as we all awaited the arrival of Intel's
representatives, and a high ranking Adjudicator.  Wilma looked wild eyed as
she paced back and forth.  "Emmy, I, I'll probably get some jail time,
right?" she said, the fear plain in her voice.  "Jail isn't so bad.  They
wouldn't decide to make an example of me, right?" She grabbed my hand and
squeezed it tightly.  "They wouldn't impose, uh, the, the knife, would
they?"



   I sighed.  I didn't want to give her false hope, so I just played dumb.
"The knife, what are you talking about?  You may luck out.  Maybe you'll
just get parole.  It is Christ, uh, Christinemas; maybe everyone will want
to show their generosity!  Just calm yourself down.  Don't look for trouble
that isn't here yet!"



   "Oh Emmy, I slipped up bad!  They have me admitting the time and date of
the robbery on that stupid web cam!  What should I do?"



   Did she even notice that the cops recorded every damn thing she said
once they arrived?  I really think she didn't see the camera as she bragged
about our breakthrough and why she felt justified in stealing the chip! 
From the very little I knew about this lightening fast legal system, Wilma
was doomed!  That video would make it an open and shut case!



   Despite the still falling snow, we only had to wait a couple hours.  We
were moved down a long corridor to a large conference room.  Several people
were waiting.  I had that sudden feeling you get when you spot a TV or
movie celebrity in real life.  The white haired Adjudicator from the video
I watched was there!  She wore a brightly colored oversized Hawaiian shirt
that strained mightily against her astoundingly full breasts, and matching
yellow leggings.  It looked like she had a length of kielbasa stuffed down
one thigh!  Her cock nearly reached her knee!



   She spoke.  "I take it that all parties are now present.  Good!  Let's
get started.  I hope to get to the airport before my flight gets snowed
in!"



   Wilma whimpered and squeezed my hand tightly.  "Honored Adjudicator,
there has been a serious mistake in identity!" she shouted.  She let my
hand go, and shoved me forward.  "This Mono committed the break-in!  I had
nothing to do with it!"



   The adjudicator eyed me from head to toe, in obvious pleasure.  "Have
the Mono's prints been taken?"



   Rose hustled forward with the biometric scanner and held it out to me. I
nervously pressed my right hand to it.  She looked at the resulting data.
"The prints are extremely close as in all identicals, but there are quite a
few detectable differences as we usually find in such cases.  This one was
not in the research lab.  Doctor Brown was!"



   "I'd like to review the confession now." The adjudicator was handed a
thumb drive, which she plugged into her laptop.  We all watched together as
Wilma damned herself while bragging to the cops.  "This seems perfectly
straight forward." She nodded toward the group of three citizens I took to
be from Intel.  "Do you have anything to add?"



   The eldest cleared her throat and spoke up.  "Warranted officers of the
law gained access to Doctor Brown's makeshift workshop only moments ago."
She held out her cell phone.  "I am satisfied that the objects shown in
this photograph constitute the protective encasement of the chip."



   The adjudicator smiled "Let's hear that again n plain talk."



   "Uh, she didn't throw away the wrapper!"



   "Anything else?"



   "They also found a realistic looking replica gun that matches the
description given by the elderly security guard Doctor Brown accosted.  We
would have brought in Mary Albright to testify for you, but doctors warned
that she needs rest while recovering from the heart attack suffered the
night of the break-in."



   Her gray eyes gleamed.  "A gun was used?  Why wasn't I informed of this
in the first place?"



   Wilma squealed.  "It wasn't a real gun!  It's a rubber prop gun like
they use in movies!  I don't think it could hurt somebody even if I hit
them in the head with it!" she whimpered.  "Besides, that wasn't me she
saw! I was wearing a ski mask!"



   "I thank you Doctor Brown for that illuminating statement!  If it looks
like a duck, and quacks like a duck, it is a duck!  Under the eyes of the
law, any object that is used to instill the fear that the suspect is
carrying a firearm legally is a gun.  I don't care if you smeared shoe
polish on a banana.  The law is very clear." The adjudicator opened her
briefcase and pulled out her robe.  She looked far more dignified once she
had slipped into it.  I shuddered.  Did anyone else notice?  I think she
only put it on to hide the rapid swelling of her penis!  I knew in my heart
what she was going to say, even before she opened her mouth!



   Straightening the robe, she took a deep breath and formally bowed.  "The
accused is guilty on all charges.  The sentence is radical penectomy, with
removal of both testes.  This shall be carried out immediately, with only a
spinal block.  Since she used a firearm in the commission of her crime, the
guilty party must remain awake and aware during the removal procedure. 
After a suitable and medically sound recovery period, the newly produced
Mono may then be claimed for personal use by the head of research at the
Intel facility she robbed!  Merry Christinemas!"



   Oh my God!  She said almost the same thing, word for word from the bank
robber video I saw!  She obviously got off on reducing citizens to mono
slaves!  Wilma let out a scream and grabbed my arm.  "No!  I won't let them
do that to me!" Using hysterical strength, she dragged me to a door at the
end of the conference room.  She yanked it open and shoved me inside.



   "Wilma, this is only a closet!" I protested as she looked around wildly.
She grabbed a long orange extension cord and tied it to the door knob.  She
frantically anchored the other end to the metal shelving bolted to the
wall. "Bend over!" she cried.  "I, I gotta fuck you again before it's too
late!  I have to know that feeling one more time!"



   Someone pounded on the door.  "Doctor Brown, don't make this any more
difficult!  There's no way out of there!  Open the door at once and we'll
take you down to the medical wing!"



   "Uh, she isn't hurting me." I said with a sigh.  Nobody seemed to care
that a lowly Mono was locked alone with a desperate criminal.



   Wilma tugged down her sweatpants and whimpered.  Tears were running down
her cheeks.  "Emmy, get me hard!  Hurry!  Make me get an erection!  I gotta
get hard enough to fuck you!  Please help me!"



   "Okay Wilma, I'll hook you up!" I knelt before her in the dusty closet,
and gently grasped the soft limp little penis.  "Just relax." I cooed, as I
slowly stroked and massaged.  She was shaking in fear as I worked with no
success.  Sighing, I took the delicate softness into my mouth.  Someone
pounded on the door again, and then there was silence.  I did my best for
nearly five minutes, soothing her with my tongue as I sucked.  There was no
change in Wilma's terrified flaccid condition.



   "Get hard!" she wailed, yelling at her own flaccid member.  "Please get
hard!  There's no time!  I gotta get hard right now or I'll never fuck
again!"



   The emotional pressure was just too much for her.  Suck as I might, her
little limp prick didn't even give a twitch.  I heard a clunk, and the
doorknob felt to the floor.  The closet brightened as the door opened. 
Hands grabbed me and pulled me away from Wilma.  "Doctor Brown, you have to
come with us now."



   Tugging up her sweatpants to hide her flaccid shame, she cried like a
baby as they slapped handcuffs on both wrists.  Pulling steadily, the two
cops started leading her out of the conference room and down the corridor.
"I'm sorry!  I only did it for science!  It's not too late!  Emmy, tell
them!  Prove that you aren't from this universe!  Show them the movies on
your iPhone!  Let them see the hideous Mens!  If you prove my success,
surely I'll get a reprieve from the surgery!" Her head jerked back as if
she were slapped.  "Oh Goddess!  I got rid of that too!  What have I done?"
She dropped to her knees and sobbed, as the two police officers kept on
walking.  She slid right along, sweatpants gliding smoothly over the hard
wood floor.



   Feeling the adjudicator's eyes on my ass, I followed along.  What else
could I do?  I tried to ignore the embarrassing warmth growing between my
naked thighs.  God help me, but knowing what was about to happen to Wilma
was slowly turning me on!  I knew this was the ultimate in personal tragedy
for her, but hell.  I was her, and I got along just fine for twenty-five
years without a penis!



   We finally reached a small examination room.  "Please no!" Wilma begged
as the cops undressed her.  In moments she was as naked as me.



   I felt bad for her when they stared at her cock.  Wilma's sobs grew
louder as they openly laughed.  "Damn, the doctors will only need a
band-aid after working on that!"



   The other cop shook her head.  "I could do the procedure myself with my
nail clippers and save the taxpayers a little money!"



   I reached for Wilma's discarded sweatpants, thinking to clothe myself,
but one of the cops caught my eye and just shook her head.  I jumped back
and thrust my hands behind me.  "Sorry!  I didn't mean anything!" I said
softly.  I was in no position to make waves now!



   "Don't take my penis!" Wilma sobbed as they lifted her onto a gurney and
strapped down her arms and legs.  `Oh please, don't alter me!  I'm a
citizen!  I have rights!  I, I don't wanna be a dickless Mono!  I only just
lost my virginity today!  Please, I wanna fuck some more!  Don't do this to
me!"



   A nurse stepped forward.  "Hold still!" she barked.  "I have to prep and
shave you!  One little nick will lop that right off if you keep squirming!
Calm down and hold still!"



   Wilma froze as a slippery disinfecting lotion was applied around her
genital area, matting down her pubic hair.  Eyes opened wide, she watched
in horror as the nurse use an old fashioned straight razor to skillfully
remove all traces of the lovely red bush around the base of her cock. 
Wouldn't you know it?  Now the silly thing rose in erection!  It was the
last one Wilma would ever have!  "Please nurse!  Touch it or something! 
Untie my hand!  Please at least let me jerk myself off!  I wanna feel it
cum one more time!"



   The nurse shook her head sadly.  "Don't worry about that.  It'll go limp
again as soon as we administer the spinal block."



   Wilma sobbed and thrust her hips upward, but nobody went near her to
give any relief.  A pretty little citizen with close cropped brunette hair
soon arrived carrying a medical tray.  "You won't give me any trouble,
right?" she asked kindly.  "I have to administer the spinal block now."



   Her sobbing increased.  "At least knock me out!  I don't wanna be awake
while they butcher me!"



   The adjudicator sighed.  "Child, you used a gun committing a felony. 
Law dictates that you must be awake and aware as your penis is harvested.
You have no one to blame but yourself!"



   Untying her left wrist and ankle, the nurse motioned for the cops to
help roll Wilma onto her side.  She swabbed disinfectant over the injection
site and then stepped back.  The anesthesiologist took her place.  "This is
a cocktail of Bupivacaine and Epinephrine.  It'll give the surgeons a two
hour window to perform the procedure." She deftly slipped in the needle,
and injected the drugs into Wilma's spinal fluid.  "You'll be ready in
about five minutes."



   Wilma struggled as they roller her onto her back again.  It took both
cops to hold her arm down as the nurse used the restraints to strap her
wrist once again to the railing of the gurney.  "No, you have to let me
touch it!  There's no time!  Maybe I can still rub one off before the drugs
take hold!"



   Within a minute Wilma's penis began to wilt and grow flaccid.  "No, stay
hard!  If it stays hard, maybe I can still cum!" Of course it didn't stay
hard.  The more it shrank, the louder she cried.  My heart thumped.  That
was the last boner she would ever pop for the rest of her life, and she
knew it all too well!  Her desperation was arousing me!



   Suddenly another doctor burst into the room.  She walked right up to
Wilma and grabbed the penis, pinching the head tightly between her gloved
thumb and index finger.  Tugging it roughly from side to side, she looked
it over from every angle.  "Not suitable.  Why didn't someone tell me
before I wasted my time coming down here to look at a child sized dink?"



   Wilma gasped.  "Doctor, I can't feel that!  My cock's gone all numb!  Oh
Goddess, I, I can't even feel my legs!  Help me!"



   "Hush!  You'll be glad enough you can't feel it once the procedure
starts!" She gave a final look at the flaccid organ.  "No, there's no need
for cryo-storage.  This one isn't suited for transplant.  Receiving such a
small organ after an accident would be detrimental to the recipient's
mental health and recovery.  Those wishing for a cosmetic replacement would
never select something so little.  Be sure to inform the scrub nurse that
it should be sent directly to the incinerator for disposal as medical
waste." Just as quick as she entered, the doctor stormed right back out.



   "That wasn't very nice." I whispered to myself, as Wilma's crying grew
louder.  From what I've seen outlined in people's clothes, and the action I
witnessed on the way to Starbucks, Wilma was tiny by this society's
standards.  Shit!  Aside from Wilma's four inch wonder, ten inches was the
second smallest cock I had seen!



   We were ushered from the room as the nurse scrubbed her hands and then
snapped on rubber gloves.  She began painting the surgical site and
surrounding area with betadine.  "Emmy, help me!" my doppelganger wailed as
the door closed behind us.  "Don't let them neuter me!"



   The nurse shook her head.  "For goodness sake, why are you making such a
big production over this?" She swabbed the betadine over the limp little
member.  "This thing hardly counts.  You're practically a Mono already!"



   Wilma's sobs wracked her body as the nurse continued to prep her.  "I'm
not a Mono!  I have a cock, no matter what you say!"



   "Hush!  You won't have it for much longer!"



   Rose came over and put a hand gently on my shoulder.  "You understand
what's happening sugar cube, don't you?" she spoke as if talking to a small
child.  "Your owner did something very bad and now she has to pay the
price."



   My face felt hot.  I don't think the well meaning citizen knew exactly
what I was feeling.  I clasped my hands together to keep from accidentally
slipping one between my thighs.  "She, she'll be okay, won't she?"



   "Oh sure, Doctor Chin is on duty today.  She's performed hundreds of
penectomies.  It's basically the only surgical procedure done here.  The
adjudicators send us quite a bit of business.  Doctor Chin even holds the
Guinness world speed record for penile removal and urethra repositioning."
She smiled kindly.  "You don't have a thing to worry about.  She's very
good about complete root removal and always closes scar free.  It's her
trade mark."



   Rose blushed as she continued.  "In no time you two will be a perfectly
lovely matched set.  The only visible difference will be your brand
numbers. There will be a minor internal discrepancy though.  Because the
procedure leaves the seminal vesicles, ejaculatory duct, Cowper's glands,
and prostate whole and intact, when your former owner reaches climax, she
may still be able to ejaculate.  I'm told it's quite a sight to see when
they pump a hefty load right out of their vaginas!  Since the testicles are
removed along with the penis, the resulting seminal fluid is left
absolutely sperm free, inert, lifeless and safe.  Poor Doctor Brown's days
of being a siring Citizen are over.  Her new owner will get a kick out of
this reminder of what the Mono used to be."



   "She, she'll still be able to have an orgasm?"



   She patted my back again.  "This isn't some barbaric or backward heathen
age.  It's the twenty-first century after all!  The dorsal nerve of the
clitoris is never severed.  That practice was deemed cruel and unusual.  It
was discontinued and unilaterally banned in 1999."



   If that was the case, why the hell was Wilma carrying on so much over
just a small dangling piece of meat?  What a big baby!  If she thought this
was bad, just wait until it's time for her rump to meet up with that damn
laser!  I sure as hell didn't get a spinal block for that!



   Resplendent again in her loud Hawaiian shirt, the adjudicator joined us.
"Blast it all, my flight was cancelled!  I won't be able to start my
vacation until tomorrow at the earliest.  Rose dear, May I have a quiet
word with you?"



   "Certainly, Honored Adjudicator!"



   The two stepped a few paces down the fall.  I watched them as they
spoke. Rose glanced over nervously as the older citizen motioned towards
me. She said something again, and the adjudicator frowned.  The white
haired citizen reached a hand into her fantastic cleavage pulled something
out.  She grinned as she held it out to Rose.  The blonde citizen hesitated
for a moment, before her slender hand darted forward and grabbed the
offering.  I only saw it for a split second.  It looked like Rose stuffed a
roll of cash big enough to choke a horse into the pocket of her smart
business jacket!



   They headed back to me.  "You're right, Adjudicator.  Technically,
Doctor Brown does own pretty little Emmy here, but that ownership becomes
null and void the moment penis is severed from body and she's no longer a
citizen." She blushed.  "Our policies are very strict though.  Your request
is respectfully denied!  I won't risk my career over such a huge breech in
policy!  Emmy will remain protected and untouched until assigned a new
owner.  We certainly will not bend any rules, no matter how high your rank
in society!" she looked nervous.  "I have other duties to attend to, so
could you just wait here?" she abruptly turned and walked away.  "We'll
discuss it further when I return in exactly one hour.  Remember that,
Honored Adjudicator.  I will return to this spot in exactly one hour from
now to talk with you again!" She waved the cops over, and they followed
Rose down the hall.



   Once they were out of sight, my wrist was seized in an iron like grip.
"Come with me!" she hissed as I was dragged down the hall.



   I struggled.  "What the hell are you doing, you fucking bitch!"



   She stopped, and slowly turned to stare down into my face, her steel
grey eyes flashing fire.  "What did you just say to me, Mono?  Did my old
ears just hear you call me a broodmare?"



   Oh damn!  I had to remember my place!  Bitch obviously had a more
literal meaning in this depraved society!  What if she told the police to
trigger my ID number for daring to step out of line?  She'd undoubtedly
have the authority to order that!  Feeling ashamed of myself for swallowing
my pride, I knelt naked on the floor before her and stared down at her
feet. "I, I'm so sorry!  That just slipped out!  Um, my, my owner likes me
to talk back to her sometimes, when nobody is around to hear!  She always
says she likes me to show a little spunk now and then!  When you grabbed my
wrist, you reminded me so much of her that I forgot myself for just a tiny
second!"



   She took a deep breath.  "There's no accounting for personal taste." She
pulled me roughly to my feet.  "I understand you're feeling abandoned by
your former owner, but I'll let you use that excuse only once!  Don't you
ever let me hear you talk to me or any other citizen like that again, is
that understood?  You don't know how close you just came to being sent to a
retraining center!"



   I had no idea what such a center would be like, but I could imagine!! 
"Please forgive me, Adjudicator!  I'll be very good!  I promise!"



   "That's better." She gave my arm another tug.  "Hurry now child, time is
wasting!"



   We went up a short flight of stairs and made a beeline for an unmarked
door.  She opened it, and shoved me in before her.  The dimly lit room held
a row of seats, placed before a window running the length of the wall. 
Good God, it was an observation theater looking down into the operating
room where they took Wilma!  The adjudicator closed and locked the door. 
"I'm glad it's empty." She stepped up and looked down through the window.
"Good, they haven't started yet!  A live viewing is so much better then
watching the video later!" She flicked a switch, and the wall mounted
speakers came to life.



   "No, I don't want this!" Wilma wailed as they draped sterile green cloth
around the site of her wilted flaccid penis.  "Oh Goddess no!  I have a
little money still!  I'll give it all to you!  Please stop!"



   I squealed when a hand slipped between my thighs.  "I thought so.  You
like this too.  You probably enjoy seeing a citizen debased more then I
do!" She roughly slipped a finger up into my steaming pussy.  "You like
seeing a citizen brought down to your level, don't you?"



   I moaned again.  I certainly didn't want to have sex with an old lady,
even if she had a cock, but Wilma's plight had me almost dripping with
arousal!  "Yes!" I whimpered.  "I, I want to see a citizen made into a
Mono! No, not just any citizen!  I want to see it done to her!  She raped
me, after letting me think she would help me!"



   The adjudicator sighed as she stroked my sex.  "Even if she weren't a
lowly thief, that's another count against her!  Aiding a Mono to pass as a
citizen is also punishable by penectomy!"



   A nurse picked up a glittering scalpel and handed it to the tiny doctor
that seemed to be in charge.  "Thank you, Nancy.  I appreciate you knowing
just what I need, when I need it!" The finger wiggled within me as the
wicked blade drew closer to Wilma's body.



   "Oh no, oh no, no, no!" my doppelganger whimpered.  "I have money! 
Stop! For Goddess's sake, please don't do it!" The blade entered her flesh
with no resistance.  She gasped when the nurse used a sponge to clear away
the brightly gleaming blood that welled from her body as the scalpel slowly
moved.  "Stop, don't cut into me!  I'm a citizen!  I'll pay you!  I'll pay
you for the rest of my life if you stop and suture me back up right now! 
It's only a bad cut!  It'll heal if you stop now!"



   "Your accounts were frozen the moment the Adjudicator issued her
decision!" the surgeon snapped as she worked.  "Even if you still had any
money, I am not greedy enough to risk going under the knife myself for
helping you!  Kindly keep your comments to yourself!  Your phallus is so
damn small I need to concentrate, or do you want me to still be working
when the spinal block wears off?"



   The finger within me kept going.  I couldn't help a little moan.  My
hand was grabbed, and placed firmly on something warm and hard.  Shit, the
adjudicator had pulled down her leggings!  My fingers automatically wrapped
around her hard thick member!



   "Don't take it!" Wilma cried as the procedure continued.  "I want to
fuck some more!  I only did it once!  Please no, I need to stay being a
citizen!"



   I glanced back.  The adjudicator's cock was nearly eighteen inches long!
Leggings around her knees, and the awful Hawaiian shirt unbuttoned, I could
see how flat and trim her tummy was.  For an old coot, she looked great!  I
sort of liked the baby fine wispy snow white pubic hair around the
monstrous cock's base.  Straining to look, I could see that her pussy
looked just as lovely as that of a much younger woman!  I gulped.  "My, my
owner has a tiny dick." I muttered as I turned back to watch that dick's
removal.  "I've never been with a real citizen before." I wantonly spread
my legs for someone old enough to be my grandmother.  Bracing a hand on the
railing obviously placed there for that reason, I leaned forward.  "Please
don't hurt me, Adjudicator.  I'll try very hard to be good for you, but
you're so very big!"



   "I never mistreat my toys, little one." She whispered as her cock pulled
from my hand.  I gripped the railing harder, and offered up myself to her
as she stepped behind me.  "Good little Mono." She stroked my backside,
being very careful to avoid my still painful branding.



   Wilma sobbed.  "No, please no more!  It's not too late!  You can close
now!  You can close and I'll heal and still be a citizen!  Don't do any
more!  I'm sorry!  I swear I'll never break any laws again!  Tell them I'll
work for Intel for free for ten years, if they decide not to press their
case against me!"



   The doctor sighed.  "It's too late for that now.  They're probably home
with their family and friends.  Besides, the Adjudicator has made her
decision.  There is no ignoring that!  Now kindly shut your trap!  I'm
doing delicate work down here!"



   I felt the huge head of the adjudicator's cock press against my labia.
"Look at how she begs!" she breathed.  "I love how the criminals always
regret their actions when it's far too late!"



   I moaned as that huge member pushed into me.  It was so much thicker
then Big Bertha.  I was actually a little frightened that she would damage
me!  "Wilma was very bad!" I gasped, as the old hermaphrodite forced more
of herself into me.  "She doesn't deserve to be a citizen like you!"



   The head of that massive cock bottomed out within me, just as Wilma's
cries took on a more urgent note.  "Stop it!" she screamed as the surgeon
worked intently.  "You're going too far!  Please, I beg of you!  Don't do
something that can't be undone!"



   "Suction!" the doctor ordered.  The nurse applied a tube, and red fluid
was quickly drawn away from the work site.  "Nancy, be ready with a tray.
I'm almost finished here."



   The adjudicator began to slowly pump in and out of me as the surgeon's
shoulders hunched.  Tears were streaming down Wilma's cheeks as nurse Nancy
held up a gleaming stainless steel tray.  "Don't do it!  Please Goddess,
let me wake up now!  I want to be in bed with my Mono!  Please don't let
this be happening!  No, no, don't take it off of me!  Put it back!  Oh
Goddess, please put it back!  I want to keep it!  I want to be able to make
babies in my Mono's belly!"



   The adjudicator grunted against my neck as red and insignificant
looking, Wilma's penis was carefully settled into the tray.  It looked so
tiny and sad separated from its blood supply, even with the internal
portion usually hid up inside her body now plainly visible on the tray.



   Nancy draped a cloth over the removed organ, and handed the tray to
another nurse.  "Send that right down to be incinerated.  The transplant
team already rejected it for size compatibility issues."



   The nurse nodded and bore the tray away.  "I should hope so!  My younger
sibling is bigger then that and she's not even out of grade school yet!"



   "Come back!" Wilma wailed pitifully as the nurse carrying the tray left
the operating room.  "It, it can be reattached!  Please bring it back to
me! Please don't let them burn it!  I want it put back on me!  I can't be a
Mono!  I want my penis back!"



   "Less noise, please!" The surgeon ordered as she worked tying off blood
vessels.



   Nancy peered over the doctor's shoulder with obvious interest.  "That's
the cleanest removal I've seen yet!  There won't be any unsightly lump
under the skin from a vestigial stump."



   The doctor nodded as she worked.  "I never worked on one so damn small
before.  That made all the difference.  I've just about finished
repositioning the urethra to the normal Mono vaginal position.  Goddess I
love using surgical glue!  It makes the fiddly fine work so damn easy! 
There, that's got it!  Nancy, how are we for time?"



   "Great!  Shall I close for you?  You can start on the testicles now if I
do."



   The doctor thought for a moment.  "Go ahead Nancy dear, your suture work
is even finer then mine.  Nobody will ever know that this isn't a natural
born Mono with your delicate touch."



   Poor Wilma no longer could call herself a citizen!  I felt a smug
feeling of satisfaction as the cock working within me pushed me closer to
release.  That little bitch would never be able to fuck me again!  From now
on we were just alike!  We were chattel together!



   Nancy took over closing the wound site.  Doctor Chin motioned to another
nurse.  "Snap to it, Cathy.  We don't have time to waste!  Scalpel!"



   "Sorry doctor!" The glittering tool was slapped into the blood streaked
latex glove.  The adjudicator put her hands on my hips and began thrusting
harder.  "This is my favorite part!" she whispered, as the doctor made a
small incision just under Wilma's belly button.



   "No more!  Why are you still cutting me?" Wilma cried.  Her eyes opened
wide when the doctor spread the narrow wound, and slipped in the tube of
the trocar.  "Don't take my testicles too!" she cried!  "I, I'll become
docile without them!  Please stop!  I won't be me any more!  I'll only be
some meek little slave girl!  Please Goddess in Heaven; don't let this
happen to me!"



   I couldn't help myself.  I was actually thrusting back at the huge organ
invading me!  Poor Wilma's plight was the most dirtily erotic thing I had
ever witnessed!



   The doctor muttered to herself as she slipped the laparoscope through
the trocar.  "Doctors, stand ready!  Make your incisions!"



   I was panting as the two other masked and gowned citizens went to work.
Wilma had settled into a steady sobbing as her alteration continued.  I
kept bumping my head on the thick Plexiglas as the adjudicator panted and
thrust behind me.  The incision up and to the right of Wilma's belly button
was spread.  Doctor Chin manipulated the tools through the laparoscope. 
Nobody in the operating room made a sound as she worked.



   "That's the first one!  Millie, grab it and pull it through!"



   Using a long nosed forceps, the doctor made a grab through the incision
she had made.  "I have it!" Very slowly, she withdrew a wetly glistening
white ovoid from Wilma's body.  That was a testicle?  It wasn't very
impressive looking.  The plump three by one and a half inch gonad was
almost the exact same size as Wilma's cock when flaccid, but looked more
then anything like a big steamed clam removed from its shell!



   "Good, I'm tying off the Ductus Deferens now." Doctor Chin withdrew the
scope, and then reinserted it to work on the other side.  "Bethany, get
ready for the other oyster!"



   The second orb appeared, and Wilma let out a heartbreaking sob.  "I'm a
nothing!  I'm not a citizen any more!"



   Nimble fingers working, doctor Chin nodded.  "That was nicely done,
doctors!  Close your incision sites while I tie off the blood vessels."



   Nancy was just about finishing her closing work.  "Doctor Chin, we
talked about it.  Are you really going to do it?"



   The doctor slowly withdrew the scope and trocar.  "Nancy, be a dear and
close here too.  I didn't forget.  Christinemas is the perfect time of the
year for this!"



   The doctor took the tray containing Wilma's testicles.  Placing it on a
wheeled cart, she went to work.  The adjudicator gasped.  "She isn't!" With
a final swift plunge, she rammed into me!



   When the doctor picked up a testicle and gingerly inserted the very fine
needle of a twenty CC syringe into the swollen bulge along one side, I
understood!  That was the Epididymus!  This bloated portion of the testicle
was what stored the sperm until ejaculation!  The adjudicator's cock
throbbed as she began pumping semen into me.  I exploded!  Gripping the
handrail as hard as I could with both hands, I screamed as my body shook. I
was cumming harder then I ever had before, as Doctor Chin slowly withdrew
Wilma's sperm directly from the discarded testicle!



   My forehead was pressed against the window as my breath fogged it. 
Again and again the cock inside of me jerked and throbbed as I watched the
doctor slip the needle into the other testicle.  I could feel wetness
running down both thighs as the old citizen unleashed a truly huge load
into my quivering body!



   "What are you doing?" Wilma cried as the doctor then proceeded to crush
both wetly shining white orbs like grapes against the steel tray.  Tossing
the ruined gonads into the waste receptacle with the bloodied sponges, she
added a few CC's of saline to the slime they left behind.  Dipping the tip
of the needle into this liquid, she pulled upon the plunger and siphoned it
all up.



   The doctor held the syringe up and peered at it.  "Not the biggest load
I've ever seen, but it packs far more then enough sperm to do the job!"



   Wilma gasped.  "No, keep it away from me!  I know what that is!  I'm
ovulating today!  Don't get that nasty mess anywhere near my pussy!  I'm
already ruined!  You stole my citizenship from me!  Don't make it worse! 
Don't you fuckin' dare make me breed myself!" Wilma screamed as the doctor
turned towards her.  "I'm a virgin!  Get that thing away from me!"



   "Christinemas is the time for virgin birth!" Doctor Chin announced as
she gently stroked a gloved finger on Wilma's betadine stained skin.  "I
wouldn't dream of disturbing your unbroken hymen.  Nancy, I'd like a little
assistance here if you would."



   "Certainly doctor, I'm just finishing up here!" Once the scope site was
closed, the nurse spread Wilma's legs wider and inserted a very narrow
stainless steel speculum.  It was only about as thick as a tampon
applicator.  Wilma's virginity was in no danger from it.  "Doctor, I'd say
she's right.  Look at how viscous her mucus is.  If it hasn't happened
already, ovulation should be occurring at any time!"



   Very gently, Doctor Chin slowly slipped the business end of the syringe
into the speculum.  I couldn't see from my vantage point, but the needle
was plenty long enough to slip right through the mucus plug, and actually
pass the gateway of her cervix to enter the womb itself!  Depressing the
plunger of the twenty CC syringe, the doctor injected every drop of fluid
right into that fertile field!  Wilma wouldn't even have a creamy-pie!  The
very last sperm she would ever produce were now trapped inside her uterus.
In no time they would seek out her fallopian tubes and pounce on the
descending egg!



   "Why did you do it?" Wilma wailed.  "Isn't my humiliation enough
already? You shot my own sperm in me!  I'm not a citizen any more, but you
made me knock myself up anyway!" She was starting to sound a little
hysterical.  "Oh Goddess, Mono's aren't permitted to have abortions! 
Goddess help me, I'm going to have my own baby!  If she's a citizen, my
daughter will be able to own me when she turns eighteen!"



   I rammed backward, as my body went into another glorious series of
spasms!  Breasts now resting on the railing, my body quivered as the
Adjudicator's cock managed a few more jerks inside me!



   I didn't have time to recover as once again my arm was gripped.  "Hurry
up you Mono slut!  Rose won't stay paid off indefinitely!" I stood and
swayed as she tugged up her leggings and tried to arrange her cock
comfortably against her thigh.



   "I'm dripping!" I whimpered as she dragged me back down the hall to
where we were to meet up with Rose again.  My strong aversion to messes
kicked in as the warm gooey liquid oozed out of me.  I was actually
dripping as I walked!  I stopped, straining against her as I frantically
looked around.  "Wait, I have to find something to clean it up!  I'm
ruining the finish on the floor!"



   "Hush child, they have a cleaning staff!" I underestimated her strength
as she tugged harder, dragging me along.  "Don't worry about it.  You won't
be in trouble for this."



   Once again back at the door of the examination room, I turned to smile
weakly at the adjudicator.  "Um, can, can I say something?  Please don't
take this the wrong way or anything!  I just want to say one tiny thing!"



   She glared down at me, but then her eyes softened.  "Sure, why not? 
Just this once Mono, I'll let you speak your mind."



   I took a deep breath.  "Thank you for letting me watch that with you!" I
felt my face grow warm.  "Uh, I don't know where I'll end up from here, but
if you ever happen to see me, uh, could, could you stop and visit me
again?" I knew I was blushing, but I forced myself to continue.  "I like
you a lot!  I hope your sperm beat my owners, and it's your baby that grows
inside of me!"



   She just looked at me, and then smiled.  "I'd like that very much,
little one!" she bent and kissed my cheek.  "I think I will visit you
again. I'd like to see your belly when it's growing bigger!  Merry
Christinemas, little Mono!" She ran a hand through my hair.  "If your new
owner has a computer, I'll arrange for a recoding of your former owner's
procedure to be emailed to you.  Now remember this carefully!" She leaned
close and whispered her email address in my ear.



   "I'll remember, Honored Adjudicator!  I swear I will!  As soon as I'm
allowed to, I'll let you know where I am!"



   She smiled.  "You are full of spunk, aren't you?"



   I couldn't help giggling.  "You should know, your cock pumped it all
into me, Honored Adjudicator!"



   She reached out and painfully flicked her index finger against my nose.
"Watch the smart mouth, Mono!  I'm only cutting you a little slack for the
holidays!" I knew I wasn't really in trouble.  The old girl was giggling
right along with me!



   Rose returned.  She made quite a show of not noticing the fluid gleaming
on my thighs as she wished the adjudicator a Merry Christinemas.  When we
were alone in the hallway, she sighed.  "Let's go.  I have to figure out
where I'm going to place you."



   I followed along behind her.  The sway of her pert ass was rather
hypnotic, but fear once again was filling my heart.  We entered an elevator
and rode up to the tenth and top floor.  Where would I be placed?  I had to
get used to thinking of myself as a commodity.  Would a private citizen buy
a slightly used and most likely pregnant Mono?  Great Scott!  Would I end
up working in some industrial environment, giving ease to busy citizens
after a hard day's work?  I shivered just thinking about it.



   She used a pass card to unlock a door, and led me into what obviously
was her office.  Rose Tyler was doing quite well for herself.  I bet top
floor corner office meant prestige and power in any universe!



   I took a deep breath.  "Rose, um, I mean D-Director, how is Doctor Brown
doing?"



   She shook her head.  "You have to forget about that.  She no longer is
entitled to any degree she may have earned in her old life.  She doesn't
even have a surname any more.  Mono-Wilma is resting comfortably now.  She
had a mild emotional breakdown after the procedure, but that is quite
normal and to be expected.  She's sedated and quite calm now.  If you're a
very good girl, I'll take you to see her in a little while."



   Oh no!  I tried to act calm myself as Rose began to unbutton her blouse.
She wasn't doing it in a seductive manner.  She was just straight forward
getting ready to relieve a little stress!  I knew instantly how I was
expected to be a `Good Girl"!  She was going to relieve her stress in me!



   She continued to disrobe, carefully hanging her clothing to avoid
wrinkles.  A brunette in a red dress and Santa hat popped in.  "Director,
is it okay if I leave now?" she asked, giving no heed to catching her boss
undressing.



   Rose stepped out of her panties and placed them carefully on a bookcase.
"Certainly Mary, I hope you have a very Merry Christinemas!"



   "Oh I will, Director!  My mate and I just splurged and used both our
holiday bonuses and with the company discount we managed to swing buying
ourselves a tasty little Japanese Mono for Christinemas.  It means no
vacation trip this year, but it's more then worth it!  The little minx
doesn't speak a word of English yet, but you should see how lovely she
looks in the Kimono we bought for her!  We're going to break her in tonight
after a bottle of champagne, and hopefully start our family."



   "Good for you!  May your household be blessed with only Citizens!"



   "Thank you so much, Director!" She glanced at me for a second and gave
her boss a wink.  "You and your redheads!" she giggled.  "I bet you're
going to have a Merry Christinemas too!"



   I couldn't help a soft whimper.  Just yesterday I was a virgin, with all
my experience centered on a lifeless plastic toy.  Now I was about to be
fucked by my third cock in one day!  "I'm all messy!" I whispered as Rose
turned toward me, and I saw her nearly fifteen inch long cock!



   "Messy?" she leaned over her desk and hit a few keys on the computer. 
"No, you should be fine.  It says right here that you voided quite a lot
during branding."



   It took me a moment to understand what she meant.  The point was driven
home when Rose pulled open a desk drawer and picked up a small bottle of
something called Astroglide.  I felt ice in my veins.  She didn't want
sloppy seconds, or even thirds!  She was aiming for my OTHER virginity!



   "I don't wanna do that!" I couldn't help shouting.  "That's disgusting!
I don't want a penis up in my hiney, certainly not one as big and thick as
yours!"



   Rose just looked at me.  She didn't scold like the adjudicator.  She
pulled open another drawer, and removed something I recognized in an
instant!  It was the portable control unit that could trigger off the
implant deep inside my gluteus maximus!  Rose calmly started entering
numbers on its keypad.  My legs went weak.  I dropped to my knees
instantly. "I'm sorry!  Please don't push the button!  I'll be good!  I
promise I'll be very good!"



   Her blue eyes sparkled.  "Tell me what you want, or I trigger this!!"



   "I, I want you to fuck my ass!" Shame burned through me as I begged for
something I didn't want.  It was easier to take then the burning I would
feel if the implant was activated though!  "Please Director!  Please fuck
my virgin ass!  I need you to shove your pretty cock inside my butt!"



   She cleared the numbers from its display, and slipped it back into the
drawer.  "That's better.  For a moment I thought you weren't the good girl
you appeared to be!"



   Rose stepped into her executive washroom and returned with a couple of
large towels.  She handed them to me.  "Get yourself ready.  I've been edgy
ever since the alarm went off on your former citizen owner!" she laughed.
"I really can't blame the adjudicator for wanting to fuck you.  I always
get randy when we have a penectomy!  The poor little bitches are just so
pathetic when they beg and plead!"



   There was an elegant looking old fashion style "Fainting Couch" in one
corner of the office.  I carefully draped the towels over the cushions. 
Then I nervously climbed on.  I hunkered low, and buried my face against
the closed end, while offering up my rear end on the open side.  "I, I'm
ready for you director!  Please fuck my ass!"



   She slowly walked towards me, oiling her hardness with the lubricant. 
"I knew you'd want that.  I can always tell when a Mono craves a little
back door action!"



   I shivered when her hand slippery hand stroked over my rump. 
Mercifully, she avoided the site of my ID number!  Still, I whimpered when
she roughly pushed the little squirt nozzle of the bottle directly into my
anus, and I felt the chilly liquid being forced into me.  I guess I should
be grateful.  If she tried to enter me "dry" her thickness would more then
likely cause damage!



   She stood in back of me, and placed both hands on my ass.  She pushed a
little.  "Perfect!  You're just the right height!" She roughly spread my
cheeks, and I felt the head of her cock rudely press against my anus. 
"Loosen up!  How do you expect me to fuck your bubble butt if you keep
clenching your damn asshole against me?"



   "I, I'm trying!" I gasped.  I really was!  What if she decided a jolt of
pain was what I needed to loosen me up?  I let out a long breath, "Push
now!" I muttered into the cushion.  "It'll go in!  I'm sure it will!"



   "Good girl!" she moaned as I felt myself spreading under her forceful
efforts.  It was going in me!  I whimpered.  It was going in, but I didn't
want it to!



   "Oh yeah, you're so tight!" she breathed as more of her cock entered me.
"That's right!  I'm in now.  Squeeze me all you want!"



   All the stories I read had lied!  Every time a character gets it in the
ass, she secretly ended up liking it!  I didn't!  It was really
uncomfortable, and it made me feel like I had to go potty something fierce!
Still, she pushed more into me!  Tears of shame filled my eyes as she
pulled out, just to shove it back in even harder!  Back in my home universe
no means no.  Here, no means nothing!  I was that nothing!  I was nothing
but a masturbation toy for a busy executive!  What right does a toy have to
refuse its owners right to play with it?  Nearly sick over my humiliation,
I fell deeper into my new role in life.  "It's in so deep!" I muttered into
the cushions.  I was scared to death she would try to push past that first
bend and rip me, but still I tried to make it more enjoyable for her.  "My
ass is so full!  Fuck me!"



   "This is good!  I haven't had any relaxation in over a week!  Emmy dear,
you are a blessing!"



   Why the hell did her words send a tiny little shiver up and down my
spine?  Sure she's an adorable woman, uh, citizen, but that didn't mean
anything!  I didn't want her domineering over me, did I?



   She kept up an easy pace, pistoning her cock in and out of my rectum.  I
panted and moaned, shame growing when I realized what I was doing.  Slowly,
hardly even letting myself know, I had slipped a hand between my thighs!  I
didn't like being taken anally, but for some reason I just couldn't stop
touching my pussy!  I was being debased, and it wasn't even all that
comfortable, but my body was almost vibrating with my arousal!



   I felt the slimy remnant of the adjudicator's creamy-pie as my fingers
danced and played.  My insides were churning, and I felt so dirty and used,
but I cried out as my first orgasm struck!



   "What a wicked little Mono!" Rose laughed as she thrust just a little
harder.  "You decided on your own that you should cum before me?" Thank God
it wasn't on my laser embossed brand, but I still let out a scream as she
landed a stinging hard blow on my naked flesh.



   "I'm sorry!  I didn't mean to!  It was an accident!" I cried, snatching
my hand from my quivering sex.  "I meant no disrespect!  You're so big and
hard that I couldn't help myself!"



   She seemed to like that answer.  I only received one more painful slap
as she continued to bore down into me.  She held out for quite a long time
as I whimpered and grunted during my first anal invasion.  Her breathing
was beginning to sound more labored.  "Tell me what you want!" she gasped.
"Dirty little Mono, you better tell me right now!"



   Oh God, she was getting close!  "I want cum!" I wailed, hand once again
between my thighs.  "Please, fill my insides with your seed!  I, I know I
don't deserve it, but please give it to me!"



   "You filthy little breeder!" she cried, as she rammed in deeper then
ever.  I let out a gasp as she seemed to flex inside me.  I could feel it!
Warm liquid was gushing deep into my innards as her cock pulsed and jerked!




   I cried out with her.  I hardly needed to touch myself this time. 
Knowing that the huge unwanted invader was spewing its hot load into my
intestines was enough to push me over the edge!  I was ashamed, but some
deep part of my soul also felt fulfilled as we climaxed together!



   When my spasms eased, the director slowly eased from my body.  "Mind the
carpeting!" she snapped, as the organ popped free with an audible squelch.



   I clapped a hand to my ass and slipped my index finger into my anus to
prevent any leaking.  I sort of waddled to the washroom and hurried to sit
on the toilet.  I felt my face almost glow as she stood and watched me. 
Her load had been immense!  It almost sounded like I was taking a pee as
her hot seed simply poured out of me.



   "You liked that, didn't you?" she said with a satisfied smile on her
face.



   "Yes director." I whispered, unable to hold back the words.  "I, I like
doing filthy things."



   "Oh, you do?" She stepped closer.  "Then you should enjoy cleaning me
up!"



   I looked around to see if there was a washcloth, before the true meaning
of her words sank in.  I whimpered.  She was messy in a way I could hardly
think about, but I knew how she wanted me to take care of it.  "Yes
director." I leaned forward, and began to lick her greasy nasty member.  It
took all my willpower to try and keep my mind off of where it had just
been, as I slowly ran my tongue up and down its still hard length.



   Before long, my licking progressed into the second blowjob I had ever
given.  I was eagerly sucking on something that had been shoved deep in my
ass only minutes ago, but I just couldn't seem to stop!  "That's good!" she
murmured.  "Yeah, that's it.  See if you can get me into your throat.



   She didn't force me, and I felt an overwhelming feeling of perverse
pride when I managed to do it.  Leaning so far forward I nearly fell off my
seat on the toilet; I managed to get all of her fifteen inches down my
gullet!



   "Hold yourself like that!" she ordered as she griped my hair tightly in
her right fist.  She thrust forward, literally fucking my face!  I could
hardly breathe, but there was nothing I could do but endure.  "Oh Goddess,
that's good!  Your throat's tight enough to feel really good on my cock!"



   I don't think she was holding back this time.  Gagging and choking,
everything was beginning to swim before my eyes as with a final thrust, her
cock once again began throbbing!  I didn't have to swallow!  I just groaned
as a massive load pumped directly into my stomach!



   When she finally pulled out of my mouth, my lower jaw quivered and ached
from my spending so much time holding my mouth open as wide as I could. 
She looked down at me.  My heart gave a little flutter when I saw concern
in her beautiful blue eyes.  "You're okay, Emmy." She whispered as I took
huge ragged deep breaths.  "You did very well, but you have to get off of
the toilet now.  Get in the shower stall.  I have to take a piss."



   I wearily got up and moved out of her way.  My legs got all wobbly, so I
ended up kneeling as I watched to see her urinate.



   She didn't.  For some reason she turned to face me.  She started taking
deep breaths, and I knew in my heart then what she wanted to do.  It was no
real surprise when golden water sprang forth from her slowly softening
penis.  "You're a filthy little Mono." She whispered as her hot urine
splashed over my breasts.  "Just look at yourself!" I couldn't!  I closed
my eyes tightly as she aimed higher, and anointed my face and hair!



   "Open your damn mouth!" I couldn't stop myself from obeying instantly!
Zesty bitter liquid splashed onto my tongue.  I sputtered, and accidentally
swallowed some as my mouth filled.  I never watched golden shower movies on
the internet.  I always thought the idea was disgusting.  It went so far
against my issues of cleanliness that I just couldn't watch.  Now I was on
my knees, letting the warm golden offering cascade over my body!  It stung
as it reached my new ID number, but I remembered reading somewhere that
urine was nearly sterile.  With luck, the burn wouldn't become infected!



   When she was finished, she gave me a beautiful smile.  "Now clean
yourself up.  When you're done, make yourself useful.  Cleaning products
are in the closet.  I want this place to sparkle!"



   She turned and left the washroom.  I took a quick shower, whimpering as
the warm water made my brand ache.  When I finished, I carefully patted it
dry.  I spotted a can of spray antibacterial wound dressing, and sighed as
the gentle mist soothed me.  Then I got busy and scrubbed the toilet.



   When I returned to the outer office, the director was once again
elegantly dressed for business.  She glanced up.  "Emmy, can you cook?" she
asked sort of distracted while she typed away at her computer keyboard.



   I'm a bit picky when it comes to what I eat.  Since I was a little girl,
I've taken pride in mastering new recipes and cuisines.  "Yes, I snapped."
I answered.  "Of course I can cook!  Maybe some day you'll let me make you
something to prove it!" I felt myself blush.  "Um, I'm sorry.  I didn't
mean to speak so abruptly!"



   She waved that off.  "Step over here a moment, Emmy."



   Oh shit!  Was I in trouble?  She didn't check the bathroom, but I'm a
bit of a clean freak.  At home, when I still had a home, I kept it as neat
as a pin!  The bathroom would pass any inspection she cared to give it!  I
walked closer to the desk.  "Yes director?"



   "Push the enter key." She looked up at me.  "Oh, I'm sorry.  I mean this
one." She pointed it out, as if I didn't know how to read.  As far as she
was concerned, I didn't!



   "Um, okay." My finger shook a tiny bit as I pressed the key.



   "There, that's done!" she smiled.  "There's just something about you
that I can't get enough of.  Being director of distribution has a few
perks. I cut through all the red tape.  You pushing that key finalized it.
You're no longer ownerless.  I just transferred your title to myself and
bought you.  I'm your owner now!"



   The news should have been horrifying, but for some reason my heart felt
so full.  "You are?  I, I belong to you?" Tears filled my eyes.  "Oh, thank
you!  I was so worried about where I'd end up.  Now I know everything will
be fine!"



   "Settle down Emmy!" she said with a warm smile.  "There's no need for
tears!" She opened a drawer on her desk and pulled out a narrow red nylon
band.  "This is just until I can get you something nicer." She said as she
buckled the collar around my neck.  She picked up a small lock and clicked
it into place.  "Now everyone will see at a glance that you belong to
someone.  When I get you a pretty collar, I'm also going to have you fitted
with a custom chastity belt.  You're too valuable to let you run around
with your pretty little ass in some cheap mass produced model!"



   It was strange.  Just this morning I would have been horrified and
disgusted with myself if someone were to make me wear a cheap doggie
collar. Now, for some reason I felt a sense of inner peace.  I literally
had no worries.  Someone beautiful owned me, and would take care of
everything!  I felt a silly grin on my face.  "May I go look in the
mirror?"



   "Of course you may!  Hurry up though.  I promised you we would look in
on Wilma if you were good, and you were very good indeed!"



   I dashed into the washroom and looked in the mirror.  I gently laid a
finger against the lock hanging at my throat.  The collar was just tight
enough to keep me aware of its presence, but not tight enough to be
uncomfortable.  My nipples grew firm and erect as I looked at the lovely
Mono in the glass.  I glanced down and could just make out the numbers
seared into the flesh of my ass cheek.  Thanks to the spray, the pain was
finally receding.  Back home people got stranger things tattooed on
themselves all of the time.  Tattoos could be removed though.  I had a
strange sense of pride knowing that these markings were mine for life.



   I nearly skipped as I went back to join Rose.  "Um, director, I, I don't
want to get into trouble.  What would you prefer I call you?"



   "When alone, Rose is just fine.  If there is anyone within earshot, you
may call me director or boss.  When referring to me to a third party, you
may use director, boss, or owner.  You should know that though.  Didn't
your former owner teach you anything?"



   I went with the line the adjudicator seemed to have believed.  "Doctor,
um, Wilma was helping me pass as a citizen before she suddenly betrayed me
by taking away my virginity.  I'll try really hard not to slip up, but I
spent years talking like a citizen, and not as a lowly Mono."



   "That one sure was a trouble maker!" Rose smiled.  "You just do your
best Emmy, but take heed.  I will not take kindly to you embarrassing me in
public." She pulled out the control box.  "If I think for one minute you're
taking advantage of my good nature, I will give you a one second burst.  Do
you understand?"



   I shivered.  "Yes Rose!  I'll be very careful!  I won't embarrass you!"



   "Good, now let's go se that womb sibling of yours!"



   When we entered the hospital room, it looked like any other from my own
universe.  The only differences I could see were that Wilma was naked, and
her wrists were still restrained.  A nurse walked in and saw me looking
down at my doppelganger.  "What are you doing here?" she snapped.  "This
area is off limits to Monos unless they are here for medical treatment!"



   Rose cleared her throat.  "I am well aware of the regulations, nurse. 
Who do you think wrote many of them?"



   She actually jumped.  "Director Tyler, I didn't see you there!"



   My owner put a hand on my shoulder.  "My Mono has special permission to
visit with her womb sibling twin any time she may wish.  Is there a problem
with that?"



   "No director, of course not!" she gave me a nasty look, but she couldn't
hide the obvious interest in my naked body.  Her prim nurse's uniform
suddenly was showing quite a bit of rising activity below the belt!  I sort
of casually touched my collar, and she turned away with a huff.  That's
right bitch!  I'm off limits!



   The nurse faced Rose, dismissing me from her attention.  "Kindly inform
your Mono that the patient's arms must be restrained.  She keeps trying to
pull of the bandages to see the wound site.  We don't want to risk popping
any sutures, or developing an infection."



   "She understands." Rose smiled at me when the nurse left.  Seeing her
smile made my heart go all fluttery.  "I'm going to get a cup of coffee. 
Remember, try to keep her calm.  She has a big adjustment to go through."



   I sat on a chair, and then jumped back up.  My brand certainly didn't
like the hard cold plastic!  "Wilma, how are you?" I asked softly.



   "Wilma is dead." She answered woodenly.  "I'm just some stupid Mono
thing now." She took a long shuddery breath.  "Someone got you a collar. 
You look so sexy in it, Emmy.  At least everyone will know I still own
you."



   "Uh, I don't know how to say this." I felt my face grow hot.  "Director
Tyler is my owner now.  She transferred title to herself just a few minutes
ago."



   "I knew you didn't really belong to me any more.  I was just
pretending." She sniffed, and tears slowly filed her eyes.  "I'm hideous
now!  I, I know my cock wasn't very big, but they went and chopped it off!
Now I look like a freak!"



   I didn't know what to do, so I made what I hoped was a sexy pose.  "How
do I look?" I asked in a low and sultry voice.



   She sighed.  "You look so damn sexy and hot!  Not that it will do me any
good any more!" She choked back a sob.  "I was going to fuck you every
day!"



   "I don't look like a freak?"



   "No, of course you don't!" she shook her head.  "You're the type of Mono
every young citizen dreams about owning when she pops her first boner!"



   "I know you're me, but am I really that stupid?  We're identical now! 
Once you heal up, our only difference will be our ID numbers!"



   "But I'm a Mono!" she shivered dramatically.  "I'm a Mono that has to
look forward to being branded as soon as they say I'm sufficiently healed!
It's gonna hurt real bad, I just know it!"



   "It didn't hurt!" I lied through a sunny smile.  "It's a little sore,
but it's like having sunburn on your hiney.  It's not so bad!"



   "I'm such a terrible liar." She said with just the slightest hint of a
smile on her face.  "I used to jerk off to branding videos all the time! 
They're not as good as they used to be though.  The automated laser system
is too fast.  It doesn't make them, uh, us cry as much any more either. 
Thanks for trying to cheer me up though."



   I couldn't help a giggle.  "Are you kidding?  I pissed myself, and then
had a more serious accident!  The technician had to hose off the floor!"



   "That's not helping!" she giggled, and then moaned.  "Don't make me
laugh!  I'm still sore inside where my testicles used to be!"



   "Sorry!  Maybe when you feel better, my owner will let us watch the
recording of my branding."



   "We really are a weirdo!" Her eyes slowly opened wider.  "Oh shit! 
Emmy, I, I feel it.  My pussy is getting wet!  Oh my Goddess, I can still
get turned on!"



   "See?  It's not so bad!  In my world you're a perfectly normal sexy
redheaded woman!"



   The weak smile left her face in an instant.  "It's terrible!  I knocked
myself up in the operating room!  At least that stupid doctor did it!  She
squirted my own sperm up in me!  I'm fucking pregnant with my own damn
baby, and I didn't even get to do it with my cock!" she let out a soft sob
in mourning for what she had lost.  "It's awful!"



   "And what's so wrong about that?" I patted my flat tummy.  "I'm pregnant
with your damn baby too, remember?"



   "It's different for you!" she cried.  "You never knew anything other
then being a dickless Mono!  You'll never know what it's like to sink
yourself into a beautiful Mono and blow a load right into her womb!  I just
did it once, but I'll remember it for the rest of my life!  I was a
CITIZEN! Now I'm a nothing!" She closed her eyes tightly, but that didn't
slow the tears.  "Oh Goddess, my cock is gone!  They cut off my cock and
ripped out my nuts!  Now I'm nothing but a breeder low life!  I'm no better
then an animal on a farm!" I quietly slipped out of the room and waited for
Rose out in the hall.



   The next day I was told that Wilma was recovering nicely, but after her
outburst I decided to stay a way.  My own recovery was coming along nicely
too.  Rose bought me some clothing, so I didn't have to run around all
naked in the middle of winter.  I could even sit again, as long as I was
careful not to let my exposed brand rub against any dirty surfaces.  I
tended to take sterile gaze pads with me everywhere my owner took me.



   I was with her on the third day when the nurse ordered her to get up out
of bed.  "It hurts!" she whimpered as I held her hand while we walked
slowly up and down the hallway.  "They're trying to kill me!"



   "Oh, they are not!" I smiled.  "Your surgery was no more invasive then a
normal "C" section, maybe even less.  They didn't have to cut as deeply
into you.  Women are expected to be up and out of bed within twenty-four
hours after a Cesarean!  You had two days of just being lazy and laying
around!"



   She paused in her shuffling.  "What's a women?" Her eyes opened wide. 
"Isn't that one of those monsters where you come from?" She shook her head.
"What is wrong with you anyway?  It's Cesarinial section!  Don't you know
your history?  In the first century, Pliny the Elder stated that an
ancestor of Cesarina was delivered by knife.  The name stuck!  That's why
it's called a Cesarinial section today!"



   "Okay, Whatever!  Citizens are expected to be up and about the next day
after a CESARINIAL section!"



   She started to cry.  "Oh Emmy, I ruined you!" she wailed.  "If it
weren't for me, you'd be home now with all those mens and womens and
leading your normal weird alien life!"



   I looked around nervously.  "Don't talk like that!" I hissed.  "I don't
want any embarrassing rumors to get back to my owner!"



   She sniffed, and gave me a close scrutinizing look.  "Oh my Goddess,
you're been broken already!  I can see it in your eyes!  You love the bitch
that stole you away from me!"



   My first impulse was to slap her, but I had to make allowances for the
pain medication she was on, and her general state of mind since she lost
her penis.  "If you want me to keep visiting you, keep a civil tongue in
your head!  I won't have you calling the Director filthy names!"



   "You were free until I ruined things for you!  Now you act like you're
in love with that bi, um, citizen that owns you?"



   I couldn't explain it.  I lay awake all night last night in the small
cot at the foot of Rose's bed, thinking about just that.  I honestly don't
think it's anything like Stockholm syndrome.  Rose really cares for me! 
Sure there are a few problems.  If I forget myself and talk back, I'm in
big trouble.  I know that painfully well.  My first night in her beautiful
home was marred by my receiving a rather sever spanking.  It was my fault
though.  After her shower, she had come into the living room wearing a
rather revealing nighty.  I had meant to complement her on it, and
forgetting the more literal meaning of the word, had called her a "sexy
bitch".



   I was lying over the arm of the sofa in seconds!  I cried my eyes out as
she repeatedly slapped my ass.  After a dozen or so blows, she took me to
the laundry room and locked me in.  My brand was sore, but the other cheek
felt like it was radiating heat for hours!  I slept on my face on the bare
concrete, vowing to myself I would never use the "B" word again!



   She only did it to teach me manners though!  Rose never once touched the
cheek with the ID brand!  Hell, I know I got off lucky!  She could have
with no effort on her part, pressed a button, and sent waves of soul
searing pain crashing through my entire body!  She decided I was worth the
effort of giving a personal lesson to!  After spending the night on the
floor in the laundry room, the next morning I was completely forgiven! 
Rose even permitted me to kneel in the bathtub and receive her first
morning piss all over my face and body!  It was bitter and dark, but felt
so warm on my skin after the chilly concrete of the laundry room!  Later on
after breakfast, I was on cloud nine when she said my omelet was the best
one she ever tasted!



   "I love my owner!  I don't give a damn it you approve or not!"



   "I'm sorry!" she whimpered immediately.  "Don't abandon me!" The tears
started anew.  "We don't have much time!  In six weeks they say I'll be
completely healed." She gulped.  "That is if you can call being a half
neutered dickless Mono completely anything!  The head of research from the
Intel facility I, uh, visited was in this morning.  I'm not branded yet,
but she officially owns me!  She isn't even interested in keeping me!  She
said Monos disgust her, and she won't have a dickless creature in her home
to disturb her mother!  In six weeks I'm being shipped to their assembly
plant in China, to be a break doxy!  I'll spend the rest of my life
servicing the line workers any time they pop a boner!"



   I felt terrible, but there was absolutely nothing I could do!  "I'm
sorry, Wilma!" I kissed her cheek.  "I, I'll miss you.  I, I think I love
myself!"



   Time pasted.  As the sixth week approached, I started to throw up every
morning.  So did Wilma, for that matter.  It usually ended up as a
desperate race when we both would get the sudden urge at the exact same
time.  Today it was Rose's morning coffee that triggered us off.  Wilma
made the mad dash for the bathroom, and I was embarrassingly stuck with the
kitchen sink!  "Sorry about the nasty noise and mess!" I said sheepishly as
I scrubbed the kitchen sink after the unavoidable explosion.  "I guess I
really am pregnant after all."



   Putting down her coffee mug, Rose laughed.  "You showed me that you know
how to read, so I let you go over them.  Did you doubt the doctor's
reports? Why else did you think your period never struck?" She grinned.  "I
was looking forward to that too.  Sex with a Mono while she's on the rag is
wet and wild!"



   I felt my face grow red.  "I, I think I was in denial." I took a deep
breath.  "Rose, I'm sorry it isn't your baby inside of me.  Wilma and the
Adjudicator got to me hours before you did." I turned even redder.  "Um,
and you decided to use my hiney the first two times, too."



   She patted my fanny, she really did like it!  "Is that troubling you? 
Monos can be so silly!  I own you.  Any citizen you produce while I own
title to your pretty little body is legally my child."



   "What about any Monos?" I asked softly.



   "This is important to you, isn't it?"



   I nodded.  "Yes owner."



   "I'll tell you what.  Since this is your first birth, I'll let you enjoy
it to the fullest.  If you deliver a Mono, you may keep her.  As long as
you don't slack off on your duties, that is.  I promise I won't sell her
off until she reaches eighteen years old." She extended a finger and
sharply rapped my nose, like you would while disciplining a naughty puppy.
"I'm just allowing one, mind you.  If not this pregnancy, you may keep the
first Mono brat to emerge from your loins.  Any other Monos you produce
will be sent to a training crèche once she's weaned off of your milk."



   "Oh, thank you!" I threw my arms around my wonderful owner and hugged
her tight!  I felt a little queasy smelling coffee on her breath, but my
happiness made it a little easier to ignore my troubled tummy.



   "Settle down now!" Rose smiled.  "Don't get my passion up.  We have an
appointment with the metal artificer for the final fitting of your chastity
belt.  I do not show up late for appointments, even if it's to fuck my
silly little Mono!" She wrinkled her nose.  "Now go brush your teeth.  Your
breath is atrocious after your little bout of morning sickness!"



   I was afraid the belt would be uncomfortable, but it only took wearing
it a couple of days to get used to it.  It fit snugly around my hips, and
the biometric lock would permit nobody but Rose to get me in or out of it.
I received my second spanking when I muttered about not being allowed to
take it off myself.



   The stainless steel device was cleverly designed to allow me to urinate
while wearing it.  A slender length of stainless steel tube was located
just perfectly to enter the opening of my urethra.  I cleaned this
carefully every day, and made sure to use plenty of the antibacterial
lubricant that went with it.  If I threaded on the optional external
nozzle, I could even pee standing up, just like a citizen!  I must admit,
that's rather fun!



   I could even go, uh, number two if it was an absolute, top priority,
bending over, tummy-ache emergency.  The shape of the belt gave me a
permanent wedgie while wearing it, but the small hole lined up perfectly
with my anus.  Even Wilma's dearly departed cock, considered little by this
world's standards, would never be able to gain entry without suffering
significant and permanent damage on its rather sharp inner edge!



   If I really needed to go, it would act sort of like the Play-Doh Fun
Factory I played with as a little girl.  I could insure my personal comfort
if I was desperate, but I would not be fit company until I got home and
washed it and myself completely!  Rose cautioned me that she would be quite
upset if I ever came home all filthy and smelly.  That's why I fell into
the habit of giving myself an enema just to make sure before stepping one
foot out of the door!  The discomfort was well worth it!  I was allowed to
go out all by myself now to do the grocery shopping!  Actually, I've
noticed lately that it's not so uncomfortable any more to give myself a
nice "inner rinse".  I do it so many times for shopping, and to prepare for
Rose when she's in a "back-door" mood, that the warm soapy water has become
a rather enjoyable part of my daily routine.



   Coming home with my wheeled basket of groceries, I was pleased with
myself on how the walk seemed so much easier now.  I missed driving, but I
was in better shape then I ever was in my life from my almost daily three
mile round trip trek.  Wilma though, was her usual morose self.  "Why
should I have to go too?" she muttered.  "The director doesn't own me!  She
just has temporary custody because that Intel whore doesn't want me in her
house!  I'm just living with you guys until it's time for me to go to
China!"



   "Don't be such a big baby!" I laughed, loving how she always cringed at
the slightest hint of what was happening in her belly.



   "Shut up, Mono whore!" she shouted, before looking around nervously to
see if any citizen was near enough to take offense at her outburst.  "At
least I know who the sire is of the damn baby I'm carrying!"



   "Yeah, and that's sure some serious shit!  In my universe you'd be the
ultimate in freaky!  You went and knocked yourself up!"



   "I didn't!  That stupid doctor did it!" Her lips quivered, and it wasn't
from the cold.  "She squashed my nuts and extracted the juice!  I had
nothing to do with her shooting that nasty mess up into me!  At least I'm
still virgin, in BOTH holes!"



   "That's only because MY owner won't break the rules!  If she owned you
fully, your ass would be buggered before the ink on the license was dry!" I
narrowed my eyes to slits.  "Do you think she doesn't know you always
pretend you're sleeping on our cot, but secretly watch us while humping
your dickless pussy against your pillow?  Um, it better be YOUR pillow!  I
don't want you getting pussy all over mine!" I couldn't help giggling. 
"Pillow bopping was always my favorite form of masturbation before I came
to this world.  It follows suit that you'd grind the mattress too, once
your dick was no longer in the way!"



   She went pale.  "You shit!  I do not hump the damn cot!  That would be
disgusting!"



   I smiled serenely at her anger.  I have to admit it; I look lovely when
my green eyes flash fire like that!  "Wilma dear, we hear the metal frame
of the cot squeak when you bounce on it!"



   "That's a lie!  Why would I ever masturbate after being butchered and
disfigured like this?" she shook her head.  "Besides, I told you never to
speak of my poor penis again!  You watch your back, Mono!  Just because I
don't have a dick any more, doesn't mean I won't some day shove a broom
handle up your ass!"



   "Promises, promises!" I pulled off my glove and fished out my key to
unlock the front door.  I was pleasantly surprised when it opened and I saw
my owner's smiling face.  "Hi Rose!" I said cheerfully.  "I thought you
were working late to supervise unloading of that new shipment of teenage
Japanese Monos.  I don't have anything planned yet for dinner!"



   "That's okay, Emmy." She shook her head as Wilma trudged in behind me
with the groceries.  "Wilma, your twin is always cheerful and happy.  Why
are you so glum all of the time?"



   She stopped dead in her tracks.  "What do you think, bitch?" My blood
ran cold at the use of the forbidden word.  "My cock was cut off, my own
damn baby is in my own damn belly, and any day now I get shipped off to
China to be the fuck toy of assembly line technicians!  Tell me what the
fuck I have to be happy about?"



   Rose turned without a word and headed to her office.  I ran after her.
"Please Honored Owner!" I shouted, hoping being formal might sway her. 
"Forgive her just this once!"



   "Emmy, I've given her every chance!" She picked up the dreaded control
unit.  "She has to taste a little discipline, especially with the news I
have for both of you."



   We went back to the living room.  Wilma had taken off her coat.  She was
rubbing her hand over the exposed circle in her jeans, displaying her now
healed brand.  I secretly felt a little flicker of pride.  Rose had bought
me better clothes!  My slacks were better fitted, and had a clear supple
plastic panel on the left cheek to protect me from the wind and weather.  I
didn't get chilly-butt like Wilma did!  She looked up, and her eyes opened
wide.  "No, wait!  I'm sorry Director!"



   "You should take a lesson from your sibling twin on manners!" Rose
scolded as she pressed the button.



   Wilma actually dared to try and make grab for the control unit, but it
was too late.  She collapsed to the floor, wailing and shaking as the
synthetic sensation of flames washed over her.  I felt my face grow warm as
I watched the wetness slowly ooze out from behind her inexpensive generic
chastity belt to spread wetly over her jeans.  Her shameful accident only
made me happy.  Rose would surely be in the mood from that!  Later on I
would once again be privileged to kneel in her bathtub while the beautiful
citizen emptied her bladder all over my face and body!



   The lesson lasted only a few seconds, but Wilma over dramatized it.  She
lay on the hard wood floor for several minutes afterward, panting and
sobbing.  Rose sighed.  "Don't lay around all day, lazy!  Get the mop and
clean up your mess!"



   I sighed myself.  I get in trouble from time to time, but so far I've
never made Rose mad enough at me to use the box!  I only got occasional
spankings for my digressions.  It was almost a game between us now.  It was
never spoken of, but Rose seemed to really enjoy spanking me, and if I
arranged myself just right over the arm of the sofa, I'd usually orgasm
even if I was crying.  From time to time I would commit some slight
offence; just to be bad enough to earn a good spanking!  Then I would
tearfully apologize, and Rose would show all is forgiven by fucking me!



   My owner tapped me on the shoulder.  "Your email buddy sent us a video
file today."



   "The Adjudicator emailed me back?" I think I was more surprised then
Rose.  "Last night I finally screwed up the courage to ask permission to
write her!  "What did she say?"



   We left Wilma on the floor, and went back to the office.  "See for
yourself."



   I eagerly sat before the computer and opened the mail.  "She just says
I'll like watching the attached short clip!"



   I downloaded it, and hit play.  It was a video of the adjudicator
pronouncing another decision.  "The accused has been charged with passing
herself off as a citizen for at least the last ten years.  All properties
will be seized by the government, and all monies from any private accounts
will be turned over to the IRS immediately.  Elizabeth F.  Anderson, now
legally designated as Mono-Liz, shall be taken to the Bureau of Mono
Registration for branding!  She will then be made available for immediate
sale!"



   I recognized the citizen who wept openly as the clothing was torn from
her body.  It was the head of research at the Intel facility!  My eyes
opened wide when her panties were ripped from her body.  She really was a
Mono!  She wore a rather lifelike rubber penis strapped around her waist. I
couldn't help wondering if she arranged to be able to urinate through it.
"Wait!  I developed the teraflop chip!  I'm important!  You can't do this
to me!" She squealed in fear as her arms were grabbed, and handcuffs
slapped on her wrists.



   "Oh Goddess, please don't do this!" She screamed as the synthetic
phallus was removed from her body and tossed carelessly into a waste paper
basket.  "Have mercy!  Ever since I was a child, I lived my life as a
citizen!  I can't become a Mono now!  How could I make that adjustment?"



   A lovely but anxious looking older citizen gasped and went deathly pale.
"Elizabeth, for Christine's sake, shut the fuck up!"



   The newly declared Mono sobbed.  "Mother, you said I was safe!  You said
you'd protect me!  You made me a citizen!  You have to help me!  I don't
want to be bred!" Her eyes opened wide.  "Whatever you do, please in the
name of Christine in heaven, don't let them send me to our China assembly
plant!  They hate me there!  They'd do unspeakable things to me if they
found out I don't have a penis!"



   The Mono's mother started slowly moving towards the door of the
conference room.  The adjudicator glanced her way.  "Officers, detain that
citizen!"



   She gave a choking sob as her arm was grabbed.  "I, I don't know what
this is all about!  I don't understand!" she exclaimed as she was dragged
back into the room.



   "Lisa F.  Anderson, you bore a Mono child, and then went against the
decent and moral laws of society and raised her as a full citizen!  What
about this deviant and disgusting crime do you not understand?"



   The citizen whimpered.  "I saw right away that she was a genius!  I knew
only as a citizen would she reach her full potential and benefit all of
Earthian kind!"



   The adjudicator sighed.  "Your confession makes my decision easy." She
bowed formally.  "The accused is guilty of the sole charge of hiding the
Mono she bore, and aiding in said Mono's passing herself off as a citizen.
The sentence is radical penectomy, with removal of both testes.  As a
mercy, she shall be fully sedated for the procedure.  After a suitable and
medically sound recovery period, the newly produced Mono shall be disposed
of in public sale.  Belay my order concerning the sale of Mono-Liz.  Hold
her for the time being.  Lisa is a serious MILF, ands Mono-Liz looks so
much like her.  Sell mother and daughter together as a set once the newly
created Mono is sufficiently healed.  I just may buy them myself!"



   The mother broke free of the cop holding her arm.  She turned and faced
her sobbing naked Mono daughter.  Raising her arm, she slapped her child's
face hard!  The Mono spun around like in a scene from a movie, and fell to
the floor!  "Mother, why?" she sobbed, a hand to her cheek.



   The cops grabbed the condemned citizen, and prevented her from kicking
the Mono on the floor.  "You stupid dickless Mono, you've ruined me!  I
should have sold you when your damn Mono mother weaned you off her tits! 
This is all her fault!  I wish I never won her in that lottery!  Now I'm
going to be altered!  I'll be a nothing, just like you!" She sobbed and
rubbed a hand protectively on her trim flat tummy.  "Oh no, I haven't even
started menopause yet!  Citizens of my bloodline are very long lived!  Oh
Goddess help me!  I'm going to be bred as a fifty year old Mono virgin! 
How will I survive the shame and humiliation?"



   That was the end of the file.  According to the time stamp, it was only
a couple hours old.  Too bad the video of the actual surgery wasn't
included.  It should be done now, but that was no real loss.  They're
always boring if the subject isn't awake!  I suddenly realized something.
"She can't own a Mono now." I said in a hushed voice.



   Rose smiled.  "I know.  That is why against my better judgment; I put
through the paperwork and bought your sibling Wilma.  You better help her
clean up her act.  Even though I'm proud to own a perfect matched set of
breeding beauties, I'll sell her off if she doesn't start behaving
herself!"



   This was great news!  I loved my other me, even though she was a pain in
the ass!  "Thank you, Rose!  I'm sure once she settles down, she'll be
fine!"



   "I hope so!" My owner smiled.  "You missed something I thought you would
be particularly interested." She tapped the computer screen.



   I felt a silly grin spread over my face.  "The Adjudicator is coming
here?  She's going to be here today?  She wants to visit me?" I stiffened.
"Um, I mean it's nice that she wants to visit you, Rose."



   She laughed; and patted my head like I was her good doggie.  Not long
ago this act would have angered me over how demeaning it was.  Now, the
simple gesture filled me with a warm loving feeling towards my beautiful
owner!  "Emmy dear, I'm not that selfish.  Did you think I would have such
a distinguished guest in my home, without offering her the comfort of my
pretty little pet?  I know she'll want to get at you again!"



   I stood tall, well, as tall as a five foot Mono could stand!  "Rose,
I'll do my very best to make her welcome!"



   Her smile broadened.  "I'm not surprised, you little Mono whore!"



   I joined Wilma, just in time to see my still sniffling doppelganger
mopping up the rest of her accident.  "Emmy, we have to get that box from
her!" she whispered.  "If we help each other, maybe we can get away!  We
know enough basic anatomy to be able to cut into each other's asses to get
rid of the damn chips!  Once the fifty-core chips are mass produced, we can
get one and somehow get the transporter working again!  If I prove it
works, maybe I can be reinstated as a citizen!"



   I couldn't help it.  I cupped a hand on her wet crotch.  "Not without a
penis you won't be, you dickless pregnant Mono!"



   I sure knew how to push my own buttons!  "You alien freak!  It's
happened before!  Adjudicator decisions have been overturned!  The
vindicated party then has her penis and testicles reattached!"



   "Your nuts were mashed, and your cock burned!" I hissed.  "You're a Mono
for life, Bitch!"



   She went pale at the "B" word.  "I'll be granted a transplant!  I don't
give a shit whose sperm I'll be shooting, as long as I'm able to knock up
nasty little Monos like you!" Her eyes narrowed.  "Guess what?  If I ever
get restored to citizenship, I receive any and all of my former properties
that haven't been dispersed.  That means you!  I'm going to pick the
biggest cock they have in cryo-storage that is a good tissue match for me,
and then use it to split you open!  Hell, I'll even gladly pay the fines
when I "accidentally" kill you for causing all this!"



   I caused this?  We both created the transporter in our own universes! 
Besides, my doppelganger was the one who sold me into slavery!  If she
didn't do that, she never would have stupidly entered her damn fingerprints
into the system!  Seeing and hearing her act this way, was an unwelcome
reminder of what an ass I could be!  "Listen, Wilma dear.  Any more talk of
trying to get the control box, and I'll tell Rose right away!  I bet she
gives you the button for a solid minute when she hears about you trying to
make some kind of escape!"



   "Watch you back, Mono!" she hissed, just before whapping me in the face
with the pee soaked mop.  "I'll figure something out without you!  Then
when I'm a citizen, you'll be my sweet little plaything again, for maybe a
week or two!"



   "Good luck!" I fumed, wiping pee and floor cleaner from my face.  Damn
and blast!  I loved her, but sometimes I was just so hard to take!  How
would I be able to stand having the same owner as her?  She didn't know
that yet, so I used my one sure fire jibe guaranteed to hit home!  "I hope
you like China.  Not that you'll be seeing much other then a factory
ceiling!"



   She stiffened, and the tears began to flow again.  "My luck will change!
Just you wait!"



   I got myself cleaned up and changed just before the adjudicator arrived.
I answered the door, and felt a smile on my face.  "Welcome to the Tyler
residence!" I practically shouted as I helped her off with her coat.  I now
had quite a few of her decision videos on a special partition Rose allowed
me on the computer.  Since this was her time off, she once again was
wearing a colorful Hawaiian shirt instead of the old fashion granny dresses
she typically wore while working.  The buttons of the flowered top strained
mightily against her titanic cleavage.  "Um Adjudicator, you, you are
looking quite well!"



   "Why thank you, little one!" I giggled when she gave my butt a firm
swat.



   Rose smiled.  "Welcome, Adjudicator!"



   The citizen smiled.  "Rose please, you are not at work.  There is no
need for formalities!" I watched wide eyed as the adjudicator pulled my
owner against her and the two kissed.  Oh, that's how it was?  I couldn't
help feeling happy for my owner!



   Rose sighed when they parted.  "I'm sorry, Sonya.  I know we have to
remain professional at all times while in the public eye.  I don't want
people to think our relationship is an undo advantage with the surgical
business you send us." She smiled.  "You know I relish these visits of
yours!"



   I couldn't help a soft giggle.  Professional my foot!  The adjudicator
paid a bribe to be able to play with me for an hour!  How professional is
that?  The white haired citizen glared at me.  "Something amuses you,
Mono?"



   "Yes, uh, no!  No Honored Adjudicator!  I, I was just thinking about
something that happened the day we, um, met!  How, how much did renting me
for an hour cost?" Oh shit!  I hadn't meant to say that!  I thought I was
huge trouble until she winked.



   "Rose, I told you we were witnessed!" She plinked her finger against my
nose.  "You were a bargain even at twice the price!  How many people get to
fuck a beautiful little Mono, while watching her citizen duplicate be
surgically altered and reduced to breeder status?"



   Wilma gasped.  "You, you watched me get butchered, while fucking me, uh,
her?  That's disgusting!"



   Rose without a second though slapped Wilma's face, knocking her back
against the wall.  She dramatically slid down, rubbing her cheek a she sat
on the floor.  Our owner looked embarrassed.  "Sonya, I do apologize.  This
one isn't adjusting well after her penectomy.  The loss of status seems to
have made her more bitter then most that have undergone the procedure."



   "No need to apologize." The adjudicator smiled.  "If she doesn't settle
down, send her off for retraining.  That usually snaps them out of it."



   Wilma whimpered.  "I'm sorry!  I, I misspoke!" She glared at me as I
giggled.  "I'm adjusting, honest I am!"



   "You had better be!" Rose grabbed her red hair, and yanked Wilma to her
feet.  "Don't make me regret buying you!  You've been reprieved of your
little trip to China, but if you don't shape up, I'll sell you to a breeder
farm!"



   Wilma and I both gasped.  The demand for Monos was so great, that farms
were set up to force breed more.  Monos that proved unsuitable as servants
or workers were collected and shipped to these facilities.  The poor
ownerless Monos were then artificially inseminated with sperm happily
donated by citizens who held stock in these livestock companies.



   Due to intense hormonal treatments, the penned immobile creatures gave
birth to only Monos, with litters of four or more twice a year!  Hanging in
special supportive slings, their grotesquely ponderous breasts needed to be
machine milked twice a day, in order to feed the multitude of new Monos
produced.  A video had gone viral after a power failure at a farm in
France. After the second day, several Monos actually burst from the built
up pressure!  They saved the rest of the stock by moving the pens closer
together so the Monos could milk each other by hand until power was
restored.



   Farming was a thriving business, with a growing daughter industry.  The
excess lactation was pasteurized, homogenized and sold in supermarkets
world wide.  I had grown rather fond of Mono milk on my morning cereal.  It
tasted so much nicer then cows milk back home.  There were even internet
rumors that said some countries even sold Monos as meat when they became
too old or worn out to breed any more.  I didn't believe that, but I always
felt a tiny bit uncomfortable whenever Rose wanted me to cook any imported
pork products!  I refused to speculate about why bacon from France tasted
so much better then domestic!  Yes, the threat of being sent to a farm was
a sure fire way to make any Mono snap right up and do better for her owner!




   Rose dismissed the cowering Wilma from her mind.  "Sonya, I nearly
forgot.  Did you want an iPhone?  There was one in Wilma's effects.  I
prefer Android myself, but you can have it if you want." She rummaged
through a large paper bag, pulling out Wilma's pea coat, and iPhone.



   "Why not, I really should keep up with the times." She took the phone
from Rose and started playing with it.  "Christine above, what the hell is
this freak show?"



   I heard the sound from the iPhone's internal speaker.  It was obviously
a porn file she was playing.  It took several seconds for me to realize one
of the voices had a decidedly deep timber.



   Wilma forgot her farm-life fears.  "Oh Goddess, that's a men!  I
destroyed the wrong phone!  Adjudicator look, that's proof!  My transporter
worked!" She pointed at me in triumph.  "That Mono is from another
dimension!"



   Rose looked over Sonya's shoulder.  "What the hell is that thing?  Is it
from another planet?"



   "Ask her!" Wilma cried joyously.  "That's a thing from her disgusting
universe!  They don't have citizens there!  They only have Monos and those
monsters!" She grabbed for the phone, and my heart sank when Sonya handed
it over without a word.



   Wilma thumbed up another file.  "Look!  See, my machine worked!  Intel
would have paid me millions, maybe even billions once they saw the
potential of their fifty-core chip!" she held up the phone, and my favorite
version of "A Christmas Carol" began playing.



   Rose looked a little squeamish.  "I popped my first boner over the ghost
of Christinemas present's rack!  Now she, uh, it, is flat as a board, and
has hair all over its face!" She looked puzzled.  "Why do they keep saying
it wrong?  What's a Christmas?"



   Sonya took back the phone and looked at a few other files.  "This is
astonishing." She said, as my heart filled with ice.  "Doctor Brown, for
the first time in my career, I believe I may have reason to reverse a
decision.  Such a device could change the course of Earthian history!"



   Wilma dropped to her knees.  "I'll be a citizen again?" she whispered
softly.



   "Yes.  I'll make arrangements to show this phone to the new research
head at Intel.  I'm sure they'll be interested!  Then in their presence, I
will formally reverse my decision."



   The look in Wilma's eyes froze my blood as she glared at me in victory.
"There's a back up disk image of the machine's operating system, and
complete schematic diagrams of the coordinate sequencer.  If I have access
to Intel's lab staff, I could have the system up and running again in no
time." She grinned wickedly.  "Of course I couldn't start work until after
my emergency transplant surgery!"



   "Of course not, Doctor!" Sonya smiled as she shifted her legs.  I knew
she was aroused by penectomies, why was she also growing erect over undoing
one that obviously had pleased her greatly?  "My dear Doctor, just think of
it as a cosmetic upgrade, and soon this unpleasant business will all be
over."



   I was beginning to tremble as Wilma stared at me with obvious hunger in
her eyes.  "Rose, I mean, Honored Owner?" I stammered fearfully.  "What
about me?" I asked in a weak and timid voice.



   "I'm sorry Emmy dear.  I'm afraid my ownership will become null and void
once citizenship is restored to Doctor Brown.  It would seem you are indeed
not of this world, but you are still only a Mono.  You will be restored as
property of Doctor Brown when all the paperwork has cleared."



   Wilma actually clapped her hands.  "My nightmare is over!" she left the
room, and dared to return with the chip control unit.  "Rose, do you mind?"
she asked in a sickeningly sweet voice.



   "It's a bit premature.  Sonya, what do you say?"



   I whimpered as the adjudicator smiled sadly at me.  "It's rather
informal, but if I am going to reinstate her, she would have the right to
do with her Mono as she sees fit.  I'm sorry Rose, but you'll need to buy
yourself a new Mono."



   "Don't do it!" I gasped, while Wilma's fingers flew over the keypad. 
Her thumb hit the button, and my world was consumed in pain!  When I was
able to think again, I was humiliated to realize I had wet myself in front
of such an important guest!



   "Emmy dear, we are going to have such fun together!  It's such a shame I
won't have time to even attempt to find your home universe.  I'll be too
busy perfecting my matter transport system to waste any time trying to do
favors for a breeder bitch!" Wilma laughed as she put the control down next
to the iPhone on the coffee table.  She took the liberty of going to the
bar and pouring herself a drink.  "We'll have fun for a little while, and
then I'm afraid I may have to pay a stiff fine!"



   I managed to regain my feet.  It was only a small consolation that Rose
seemed distressed by my plight.  "Help me!" I begged, knowing myself all
too well.  I held grudges far too long!  Wilma was going to make my life a
living hell, and then she would put an end to it without a second thought!



   Rose smiled sadly.  "I wish I could help, Emmy dear.  The files in that
phone changed everything." She glanced at Sonya, and for some reason the
white haired citizen smiled and gave a short nod.  Rose seemed to cheer up
immediately.  "If it weren't for the files contained in that iPhone, you
would still be my precious little pet." Her eyes held mine, and I was
astonished when Rose winked!



   Wilma was gloating in her own little world, but Sonya saw the wink, and
it looked as if she was trying not to laugh.  She shook her head.  "It's
such a shame, really.  I was thinking of retiring in another year or two
with a perfect record.  Now my career will be blighted by having a decision
reversal as the thing every citizen will remember.  It's a shame that
iPhone is going to force me to end my career with such a black mark against
my name."



   "Maybe they'll have a black penis in my tissue type." The soon to be
restored citizen cheered.  "That would look so cool against my pale skin.
Whatever else, it has to be huge!  Emmy, won't that be nice?  I know you
like it up the butt.  I want something big and thick enough to ruin you!  I
have you never wanting to sit again, for the rest of your short miserable
life!"



   The two citizens were watching Wilma now, both giggling a little at her
joyful antics.  Was it true?  Did the adjudicator and my owner want me to
do something?  I didn't even think.  I sprang across the living room and
grabbed the phone!  I ran for the kitchen, with Wilma hot on my hells. 
"Stop, you bitch!  That phone is worth its weight in gold!  I won't let you
harm it!"



   She caught me just as I was reaching to open the microwave's door.  "Let
me go!" I cried as she grabbed my hair and snapped my head back.



   "Gimmie that fucking phone!" my doppelganger screamed.



   We fought in the kitchen.  I had the phone tight in my grasp, but Wilma
struggled to get it from me.  "I'm a citizen again!" she gasped, while
trying to get an arm around my throat.  "You will not stand in my way!"



   I was barely aware that Rose and Sonya had followed us and were
watching. "Now that's what I call an evenly matched fight." Sonya laughed.
"I'll put fifty on Emmy to win, though."



   "It's no contest." Rose laughed.  "Emmy is fighting for her life.  Wilma
is only fighting for her penis."



   Twisting around helped me a little, but now instead of trying to
strangle me, Wilma seemed intent on trying to gouge my eyes out with her
thumbs!  "Gimmie that Goddess damned phone!" she shrieked as we struggled.



   I did the only thing I could think of.  I drew my arm back, and gave
Wilma the phone!  I put everything I had into smashing the back of it hard
onto her nose!  Wilma staggered back, stunned for an instant, and that was
all I needed!  I broke free of her grasp.  "What phone?" I cried, as I
threw it into the microwave and slammed the door shut.  I thumbed nine,
nine, nine, nine, and then hit enter.



   "No!" Wilma wailed as she dove for the oven.  I was ready for her, and
threw my arms around her body!  We struggled together as the phone revolved
in the oven.  "Rose, Sonya, save it before it's too late!" she said nasally
as her rapidly swelling nose began to drip a little blood.



   I held Wilma for all I was worth as flames suddenly erupted from the
phone.  "Somebody is in for a spanking if I have to buy a new microwave!"
Rose said with a laugh.



   The seconds ticked by as Wilma and I struggled in each other's arms.  I
was getting pretty wet as the tears ran down her cheeks, not to mention the
little droplets of crimson adorning her heaving breasts.  "No!  I need that
phone!  It was going to be my ticket to being a citizen again!" She let out
a wail when with a sharp bang, the phone exploded and the microwave door
popped open.  "Oh no, oh please say this didn't happen!"



   Rose finally stepped up.  She grabbed Wilma's hair and gave it a good
yank.  "Mono, let go of your sibling!  I will not have fighting in my
house!"



   Wilma looked stunned.  "But I was going to be a citizen again!  The
Adjudicator reversed her decision based on the video files proving my
machine worked!"



   Sonya was prodding the smoking mess in the microwave with a wooden
mixing spoon.  "What files?  Poke this thing with a fork.  It's done!" She
closed the door on the smoking ruin.  "Wilma dear, did you actually think I
was going to end my career with a decision reversal?  I fully planned on
losing the phone.  I was going to leave it on a bar stool somewhere, after
deleting certain files of course.  It was far more dramatic this way." She
looked at me, and like Rose, gave me a wink!



   "Good Goddess!" my owner declared.  "I can't even imagine letting those
hairy face monsters have access to our world!" she shuddered.  "Thankfully,
Emmy made sure everything would turn out for the best!" I felt so warm and
tingly when she patted my head in approval!



   Wilma glared at the two citizens.  "You bitches, you were just toying
with me!" She broke down and sobbed, her body shaking in her sorrow.  "I'm
ruined!  Oh Goddess, I'm ruined!  I almost got my dick back!  Emmy, how
could you do this to me?" Her swollen bloody nose gave her sobbing an oddly
muffled sound as her shoulders slumped in utter defeat.



   Rose shook her head.  "That's it, upstairs with the both of you!  It's
time I dealt out some lessons!"



   I felt like singing!  I didn't care if I got spanked, or even if Rose
pressed that cursed red button!  Wilma would never be in a position to own
me again!  "Yes, Honored Owner!" I said cheerfully as I grabbed Wilma's
arm. I had no trouble dragging my unresisting doppelganger up the stairs
and into my owner's bedroom!



   Sonya and Rose followed us into the room.  "They do look hot together."
The adjudicator said with a happy sigh.  "You are so lucky to own a perfect
matched set!"



   "Sonya, have you ever watched twin Monos make out?  It's so exciting to
see them break the incest taboo!"



   Wilma whimpered.  "No!  I, I don't feel good!" she gasped.  "My nose
hurts, and it's still bleeding!  I think that cunt broke it!"



   Wilma squealed as our owner grabbed her nose and gave it a bit of a
squeeze.  "Oh for Christine's sake, do you have to over dramatize
everything?  It isn't broken!  It's just swollen and a little messy.  Go
clean yourself up." Rose sighed in exasperation.  "I'm only interested in
menstrual flow, not nose bleeds!"



   Sonya barked out a laugh.  "Oh really, I didn't know that!"



   "Oh shut up, Sonya!" My owner looked so cute when she blushed!  "Emmy,
go help your twin.  Make it snappy.  You have two eager citizens waiting!"



   "Yes owner!" I called cheerfully as I propelled Wilma into the bathroom.
"Ew, that must hurt!" I said as I looked at her nose in the bright light."
I started cold water running in the sink.  I opened the medicine cabinet
and found an ice pack.  I squeezed it to mix the chemicals, and it rapidly
grew cold.  "Hold this on the bridge of your nose." I said as I grabbed a
washcloth and rinsed it under the cold water.



   "I still think my nose is broken!" she gasped nasally while holding the
pack in place.  "Even if it isn't, you didn't need to whack me with
anything!"



   "Well, you did plan on killing me." I said conversationally as I gently
started washing away the worst of the blood.  "I'd say a bloody nose is
nothing compared to that!"



   "Emmy, I, I was only kidding!" I shook my head.  Who did she think I
was? I can certainly tell when I'm telling myself s lie!  "I could never
kill my duplicate!"



   "Now we'll never know, will we?" The bleeding had stopped, but I stuffed
a cotton ball up each nostril anyway.  I laughed as she flinched.  "Our
owner wouldn't let anything happen to me!"



   "I hate you!" she hissed.  I shivered.  That was no lie!  "Some day you
will regret every coming to my universe!  I will see to it personally!"



   Her nose wasn't broken, but that didn't seem to stop her slowly
developing black eyes!  "You look like a raccoon." I giggled as I
unbuttoned her simple blouse and helped her out of it.  I threw the blood
stained garment into the sink, and ran cold water to prevent the stains
from setting.  "I guess I should apologize, but I couldn't let you be my
owner again!"



   Wilma began trembling when I unhooked her bra.  "They, they're gonna
fuck us!" she gasped, as I worked the straps over her shoulders.



   "I know.  I can't wait!  I'm soaked already!" It was true.  Six weeks of
being fucked every way you could imagine sure had changed me from the
fearful inexperienced Mono Wilma had raped!  "Wait until you see how big
the adjudicator's cock is!" I shivered dramatically.  "I wonder if Rose
will let her try to stick it up my butt.  Oh wow, maybe they'll try to
double penetrate me." I winked.  "Or maybe they'll D.P.  you!  I'd pay
money to see you squirming between them!"



   She snuffled oddly through her mouth as she shuddered.  "They can't do
that, I'm a virgin!"



   I couldn't help laughing.  "That's right." I said while patting her
tummy.  "It's gonna be a virgin birth!  I forgot that you're carrying your
own baby.  Does that even count as incest?  You got a selfcest bun in the
oven, Wilma dear!" I felt warm, and my nipples grew firm at the kinky taboo
thought.  "That's actually sort of hot!  How's it feel knowing that you
knocked yourself up, with no other DNA then your own?  I hope your kid
doesn't end up with three heads!"



   "I didn't do it!" she wailed.  "That damn surgeon did!  I never wanted
to have any baby, let alone have someone make me sire one on myself! 
That's disgusting!  Only sick deviants or assholes that forget to wash the
semen off of their fingers impregnate themselves!  I'll sue her!  I'll have
her stripped of her license for this!"



   "Monos can't sue." I said softly.  "I learned that much on my very first
day in this universe!"



   She sobbed as I unbuttoned her jeans and tugged them down.  "Hide the
key!" she cried as her store brand chastity belt came into view.  "Please
Emmy, I'm begging you!  Hide the key and say it got lost!"



   Wilma's cheap-o K-Mart belt had no facility to pee, let alone go "Number
Two".  I felt so proud that Rose trusted me with the spare key.  I lifted
the heavy stainless steel chain around my neck, bringing the key from
between my breasts.  "I will not get punished just because you're afraid of
a little cock, not that Rose is little!" I unlocked the belt and it dropped
to the floor around her feet.  "Rose trusted me with this!  I'll never lose
it!"



   "I hate you!" she hissed again, standing naked before me.  The surgery
had been a complete success.  One fairly large pink line over her vagina
where her cock used to reside, and three much smaller ones under and above
her belly button were all that hinted at her once having a penis, let alone
internal testicles.  The scars were rapidly fading.  Before long she
wouldn't even have them as reminders of her former life as a citizen!



   I rapidly stripped down, blushing as I pulled off my pee dampened pants.
"Rose has to take mine off." I said smugly as I modeled my very expensive
custom made chastity belt.  "She'd never trust anyone with MY high class
goods!" I giggled as I ran a finger over the 14K gold clad stainless steel
collar snugly encircling my neck.  "I'm quite a valuable Mono!  Rose wants
to protect her investment in me!"



   Wilma glared at me, the effect lessened by her almost comically swollen
nose.  "You think this bothers me?" she snapped, fingering the Dollar-Store
red nylon strap around her own neck.  "I'll still find a way!  Someday,
someday real soon, I'll be a citizen again!"



   "Yeah, yeah, until then, let's have some fun!" I grabbed her arm and
pulled her along.  When we returned to the bedroom, my knees felt all
wobbly.  Rose and Sonya were naked on the bed.  They were kissing quite
passionately, while each gently stroked the other's erect cock.  "I'm sorry
we took so long." I said softly.  I couldn't help a little sigh.  "You guys
look lovely together!"



   Their lips parted.  "What a nice thing to say!" Rose blushed prettily.
"Emmy, you're such a good Mono!"



   Sonya grinned.  "Rose, you spoil her." She gave me a wink.  "I guess in
the privacy of your own home it's acceptable.  After all, she is from
another universe.  That does deserve a little consideration, I suppose."



   Rose clicked her tongue at me.  "Emmy, you'll get a little slack due to
your special circumstances, but don't count on that always keeping you out
of trouble!  Other universe or not, you're only a Mono here.  You're very
special to me, but without a penis I could never see a lowly breeder bitch
as anything even close to my equal.  Keep that in mind, and don't press
your luck."



   I felt a silly smile spread over my face.  "That's okay, Honored Owner!
I understand completely!  I'm just happy to belong to someone as wonderful
as you!"



   Sonya clapped her hands.  "Well said, little one!"



   Wilma yanked her arm from my grasp.  "This is a nightmare!  You were a
citizen in your depraved world!  How could you be happy being someone's
property here?" She glared at the citizens still gently caressing each
other's erections.  "I deserve more slack then she ever would!" She sobbed.
"I used to be a citizen!  She never was!  She never suffered a loss like I
have!"



   I clapped a hand roughly over her bare crotch.  "Wilma, my dear
doppelganger, maybe because I never had a cock to get chopped off, I was
able to make the adjustment to my new life!  Being neutered is bound to
mess with your mind, even if you only had such a tiny little dick!" I
pushed her towards the bed.  "I was born a Mono.  I have to accept that
now. You were born a citizen!  How does it feel to have that torn away
along with your dinky undersized penis?"



   Wilma wailed pitifully as I knocked her back onto the bed.  "It wasn't
dinky!" she sobbed.  "You were so scared when I forced my huge cock it into
you!"



   The citizens paused their mutual caressing to openly stare in disbelief
at the outlandish claim.  "Huge?" Sonya managed to gasp, red faced from the
sudden fit of laughter Wilma had caused.  "You call that prepubescent
little piss dribbler you used to have huge?  When I was little I had an
Alpha Corgi with a penis bigger then yours!  People used to bring their
Mono Corgi bitches over every weekend for my Shelly to mount.  You wouldn't
believe how many pedigreed puppies my pretty little girl sired in her
lifetime!"



   I hadn't even thought of that.  Even animal life here was structured the
same.  With hermaphrodite Alphas and Mono breeders, it was no wonder
"Bitch" was taken as such a harsh swearword!



   "You were scared!" Wilma cried again, ignoring the laughter.  "You were
a virgin and I busted your cherry with my huge hard cock!"



   "Don't be so stupid!  I busted my own cherry with Big Bertha!  In my
world it was a big thick eight inch dildo I had ordered online, not an
onahole!  In comparison, I hardly even felt you when you went inside me!"



   Rose could hardly breathe from laughing so hard.  "Eight, eight inches
is big?  You poor thing!  No wonder you're so delightfully tight!"



   "You were afraid!  I know me!" Wilma cried.  "I could see it in my eyes
as I looked in your face!  You were so scared of my big penis!"



   "I was afraid of your sperm, asshole, not your thumb sized dingus!  I
only came because it felt like someone was giving me a really good
fingering!" I felt a burst of anger well up inside of me.  "I may have made
the adjustment to my new life, but nothing will ever make me forget that
you sold me into it by squirting a baby into my belly!" I scrambled over
her.  I was angry, but for some reason that didn't stop me from wanting to
kiss her!  I pressed my lips roughly to hers as she struggled weakly
beneath me.



   Rose and Sonya actually moved out of the way.  "Damn, would you look at
your Mono's face?" The adjudicator laughed.  "I think little Emmy is
royally pissed!"



   "I can hardly blame her." My heart fluttered when I heard my owner sigh.
She put her thumb to the biometric lock on my chastity belt, and helped me
out of it.  "I think maybe I better let her get this out of her system. 
Emmy dear, I'm going to let you play with Wilma for a little while before
Sonya and I join the fun.  Don't do anything that will require medical
attention, or I'll be forced to punish you!"



   Wilma squealed.  "Get this Mono bitch off of me before I kill her!"



   Rose leaned down and whispered into Wilma's ear.  "Two things can happen
now.  You can cooperate with your double and enjoy it, or I go get the
control and trigger it.  Then Emmy can play with you all she wants, while
you're writhing on the bed in sheer absolute pain!"



   I couldn't help giggling.  "That might be fun too!"



   "Wait!  I, I'll cooperate!"



   "Good girl!" Rose smiled.  "From now until Sonya and I join the fun,
Emmy is your owner!  If I see even a hint of you acting otherwise, I will
trigger your implant for five minutes.  Let me remind you.  Five minutes is
very close to the limit.  You could suffer permanent neurological damage.
You could spend the rest of your life in a world of searing pain.  Do you
understand?"



   My doppelganger whimpered.  "Y-Yes!" she looked up at me, her eyes
flashing green hatred.  "I'll remember this, dear owner Emmy!"



   I was worried, but that was for the future!  "Thank you so much, Rose! I
promise I won't hurt her any more!" I kissed Wilma again, sort of
`accidentally' bumping my nose firmly against the swollen one on her face.



   "Ow, be careful!" she whimpered, before I shoved my tongue into her
mouth.  This was very exciting!  The swollen nose and raccoon look about
the eyes lessened the impact of being with my duplicate, but it was
thrilling just the same!  I shoved a hand down between us, and roughly
rubbed against the scar where her cock used to be.  "Poor little Wilma.  I
bet you'd have a boner now if you still had a cock!!"



   Wilma sobbed.  "No I wouldn't!  Get off of me!  I don't like this!" She
started to push at me.



   "Should I get the control?" Rose asked firmly.



   "No, please Goddess no!" My doppelganger shuddered.  "I, I'll be good!"



   I thrust my crotch at Wilma.  "When you hump the cot, do you ever
squirt?" I asked in a quiet voice.  "Everything else was left inside.  You
should still be able to ejaculate."



   "No!" she gasped.  "I don't have a cock!  How could I cum like that? 
I'm just a damn Mono!  I can only cum like you do now!"



   I heard Sonya laugh.  "A six week backlog, no wonder the little breeder
is in such a nasty mood!  I'm ready to climb the walls if I go more then a
couple days without popping a load!"



   "Emmy dear, remember the first week you lived here?" Rose giggled as she
blushed quite prettily.  She turned to Sonya and continued.  "I came down
with the flu.  The medication I was taking sort of kept me from, uh, well,
you know."



   Sonya laughed.  "You couldn't rise to the occasion.  It happens to the
best of us.  I had the same problem when I was taking blood pressure
medication.  That's why I worked so hard to lose weight and get back into
shape.  Once I got off the pills, I was throwing wood like a teenager
again!"



   "I like your shape, Sonya dear!" Rose laughed again.  "Have you ever
experienced ejaculation while flaccid?  It's quite intense.  Emmy has quite
a talented finger, if you catch my drift!"



   I sure did!  "Wilma dear, I'm gonna hook you up!" I scooted off of her,
and grabbed her ankles.



   "What are you doing?" Wilma cried as I dragged her legs upward.  "No,
stop it!"



   "Let's give the kid a hand." Sonya laughed as she took Wilma's left leg
from me.



   "Don't worry Emmy, we aren't taking over yet.  Just think of us as your
spotters." Rose assured as she relieved me of the right leg.



   "What are you doing?" My doppelganger whined as the two citizens nearly
bent her double, holding her feet firmly against the headboard of the bed.
It looked really hot seeing Wilma stare right up at the pussy just inches
above her panicked face!



   "You'll feel better after a little massage!" I laughed, as I jumped from
the bed to get my owner's tube of Astroglide.



   My doppelganger whimpered as the citizens held her in position.  "No,
you can't do that!" she squealed as I ran my hands over her ass cheeks. 
"Let my legs down!  If she manages to make me ejaculate, it'll shoot all
over my face!"



   Rose laughed.  "What's wrong with that?  Most citizens find a little
auto-fellatio and self bukkake rather soothing!"



   Sonya giggled like a schoolgirl.  "Look at her!" she pulled Wilma's leg
harder.  "It never would have reached!  With her four inch dink, the poor
thing never experienced the pure joy of sucking her own cock!  No wonder
she never gave herself a facial.  What's the point if you can't get your
dick in your mouth first?"



   Wilma sobbed.  "That's disgusting!  What citizen would ever suck her own
penis?  You'd get your own semen in your mouth!  It's too nasty and
disgusting to even think about!"



   Sonya shook her head.  "I read a paper about that once.  Those
unfortunate citizens that, uh, don't have the reach, justify their loss by
claiming autofellatio is disgusting, and something that they'd never even
attempt.  It's a sort of "Sour Grape" reaction, to hide their shame over
never being able to experience such a basic joy of citizenhood."



   "Damn, that's a pity!" Rose shook her head.  "When I was in high school,
I couldn't get to sleep without gobbling a load or three before I was limp
enough to settle down for the night!"



   "I was always a morning person." Sonya grinned.  "My sire would always
scold me that self ejaculate consumption was no substitute for a good
healthy breakfast, whenever I tried to sneak out without eating anything."



   I felt my face grow warm as I blushed.  "Rose, if I'm really good can I
watch you do that some time?  I bet it looks so sexy!"



   Sonya's steel blue eyes sparkled.  "You aren't kidding, little one. 
Rose looks damn hot when she goes down on herself!" She grinned.  "I don't
look so bad myself, when I give my cock the ol' suck!"



   "Could I watch you too, Adjudicator?" I said with a smile.



   "Maybe, little one." She grinned.  "I might let you watch since you
asked so nicely.  Isn't there something you should be doing first though?"



   "There sure is!" I twisted off the cap of the tube of Astroglide
Physician's Formula Personal Lubricant that Rose seemed to have `borrowed'
from the Bureau and applied a generous amount to my middle finger.



   Wilma began struggling.  "What are you doing?" she cried as the citizens
holding her legs each grabbed a pert ass cheek and spread her wide for me.
"No, don't do that!" she gasped as I showed her my greasy shiny finger.  I
was flipping her "The Bird", and Wilma was about to learn that my middle
finger quite literally was my "Fuck Finger"!



   I couldn't help grinning.  "Rose, is it wrong to say I have a sexy ass?"



   My owner laughed.  "I always tell you to only speak the truth, don't I?"



   I bent down and kissed a round cheek, feeling the raised lines of
Wilma's brand on my lips.  "Okay, I have s very sexy ass!  No wonder you
like fucking it so much!" I put my fingertip to the little bud of an
opening, and pushed.  I wasn't as gentle as I am when Rose wants a little
back door attention from me.  I sort of just rammed my finger in right to
the hilt!



   Wilma let out a squeal like a little piggy that tapered off into a sort
of breathless grunt.  "No, get it out!  That's disgusting!  Get your finger
out of my ass!"



   "Just relax." I cooed, as I slowly slid my finger in and out of her
tightly puckered anus.  I used my free hand to squirt a little more
lubricant, and worked it into her butt.  "Trust me, you'll like this.  It's
really cool!"



   "I feel weird!" she wailed.  "Oh Goddess, stop it!"



   My fingers are quite long.  I haven't played in a while, but I've been
told I have the hands of a concert pianist.  I wonder what Mrs.  Anderson,
my grade school piano teacher would have thought of this technique?  She
was such a butch bitch I had no doubt she was a citizen, and could really
benefit from my finger up her tight ass!  I felt the firm presence of
Wilma's prostate through the relatively thin barrier of her rectum, and
began to gently caress it.



   I slowly moved my finger back and forth across it, applying gentle
pressure so as not to cause pain to the delicate gland.  Wilma's eyes
opened wide, and nearly bugged out of her head when she felt what I was
doing.  "You're doing something to me!" she shrieked.  "I don't want it! 
Stop right now, you Mono bitch!"



   Rose shook her head.  "Sonya, does that sound like how a Mono should
address her owner?"



   The adjudicator answered by releasing Wilma's cheek, only to give it a
mighty slap.  "It certainly does not!" she said sternly, as she slapped
again.  "Mono, do you care to rephrase that?"



   "I'm sorry!" Wilma gasped as I began making little circles with my
fingertip, treating her prostate sort of like it was an oddly placed
clitoris.  "Emmy, uh, owner, please don't do this!  I, I feel like
something is happening to me!"



   Swollen nose blocked with cotton, Wilma was starting to pant heavily
through her mouth as my finger moved.  "I have boner!" she cried in fearful
surprise.  "I, I feel it!  I, I swear I have a boner!"



   "That's Phantom Limb Syndrome." Rose explained.  "I've heard of it, but
never witnessed it in relation to a penectomy recipient before."



   Sonya grinned.  "I have!  If you fuck a former citizen's ass hard
enough, they swear they can feel their erections grow.  It's sexy, but sort
of sad at the same time.  The poor things usually end up crying afterward."



   Wilma closed her eyes.  I guess she didn't want to see there was really
nothing there.  "Jerk me off!" she begged, desperate tears leaking from
tightly shut lids.  "Oh please, somebody jerk my cock!  Its so big and
hard, I, I want to cum!"



   "Just let it happen, Wilma." I whispered as I worked my finger against
her prostate.  "You can cum, I promise you can!  Just relax and let me help
you."



   My doppelganger moaned.  "Move my legs!" she wailed.  "I, I feel it!  Oh
Goddess, don't make me do this!  I don't wanna cum on my face!"



   She was beginning to shake all over, and I could feel the prostate swell
and grow larger.  Wilma was right at the edge, and I made damn sure to push
her over!  I pressed my finger firmly against the swelling, and that was
it!



   "No!" Wilma screamed.  That was probably a mistake.  Her mouth was wide
open when a forceful jet of ejaculate blasted from her vagina, exiting her
urethra at a higher velocity then it would have left her dearly departed
penis.  Wilma scored a direct hit in her mouth, and that first blast of
semen went right down her throat!  She compounded her mistake by gasping.
That was almost her undoing.  The dope actually inhaled some spunk, and
started to choke!



   Prostate massage orgasms last quite a bit longer then a good old cum
from regular sex, or jerking off a cock.  Wilma gasped gagged and moaned as
blast after blast of semen soaked her face and hair.  I was quite proud of
how long I kept her going.  More then twenty good strong bursts plastered
her face as she struggled to breath.  Quite a bit of it ended up in her
mouth, where she had no choice but to choke it down in order to at least
try and get some air into her lungs!  As she tapered to a stop, the
citizens released her legs.  As she fell back, my finger whipped roughly
out of her butt, triggering a final burst of fluid.  It looked really hot
to see semen squirt straight up out of her pussy!  It nearly reached the
ceiling before dropping back to spatter on her trembling breasts and tummy.



   I think she came awfully close to drowning in her own issue.  When it
was all over, she lay there shaking silently for almost a minute while eyes
rolled back and her lips sort of turned blue beneath their shiny glaze of
slime.  Sonya put a hand beneath her quivering breasts and gave a sharp
push.  With a mighty gasp, a huge amount of white gooey fluid welled from
between her slack lips to ooze out over her cheeks and chin.  One of the
cotton plugs came loose from her nose, and a weak squirt of cum actually
bubbled out when she started to cough!



   Shaking her head from side to side, Wilma choked and gasped as her
airway cleared of seminal fluid.  "You, you tried to kill me!" she gasped
thickly, before spitting out still more of her juice.  "I almost died!  Oh
Goddess, I breathed up my own cum!" she whimpered.  "My sinuses burn, I
think it got in my lungs!  I, I swallowed some!  It's disgusting, you made
me eat my own cum!"



   "Get out of my way." Sonya said roughly as she pushed me aside.  She
straddled Wilma and grasped her huge cock.  "Dr.  Chin may be disappointed,
but you are not going to have a virgin birth!"



   While watching, Rose picked up the tube of Astroglide from the pillow
next to Wilma's gooey cum soaked head.  It was nearly a conditioned reflex
for me now.  In an instant I was on my hands and knees next to Wilma,
presenting my bottom for my owner's pleasure.



   "Sonya, I saved her for you." Rose said with a laugh as she lubed up her
cock.  "I had a feeling you'd want to be the one to pop her!"



   Wilma whimpered as the huge head of the adjudicator's cock roughly
rubbed against her labia.  "Rose, you are my dearest friend!" Sonya sighed.
"I never thought I'd say this to anyone, but would you marry me?"



   "Oh love, I'd be honored!" Tears filled my eyes as my owner slipped a
greasy finger up my butt.  I was so happy for them!



   I let out a sigh as Rose spread my cheeks and put the head of her cock
against my anus.  "I'll give you both nothing but citizens!" I announced as
the massive presence pushed its slippery way into me.  "I promise!  I bet
I'm even carrying a citizen now!"



   Rose giggled.  "That isn't something you can really promise, Emmy dear,
but I really do appreciate the sentiment!"



   Wilma of course, did her best to spoil the beautiful moment.  "Get off
of me, you old bitch!  I don't wanna do this!  Fuck her!  She's just like
me!  Fuck that Mono bitch instead!"



   What a cunt!  Before Sonya got angry, I had to fix things!  "My hymen
was rather thick, and the opening was narrow!" I announced loudly.  "It
took four martinis before I gathered enough courage to try.  I stuck the
dildo on the edge of the tub with its suction cup base, and had to sit
myself down hard to get it into me!" I stared right into Wilma's eyes.  "It
hurt like hell!  I bled quite a lot, and was sore for days!  Dear
doppelganger, you are just like me!"



   "What, no!" she squealed as Sonya laughed.  "Let me stay virgin until I
deliver this baby!  Please, that way maybe the doctor will give me
something for the pain!"



   "Emmy, is that true?" Sonya said in a husky voice.  I sighed.  I didn't
hear any anger, just eager anticipation!



   "Honored Adjudicator I know better then to lie to you!  I pulled the
thing right out and didn't even think about masturbating for over a week
afterward!  It was almost six months before I dared to try that dildo
again!" I didn't mention how good the damn thing felt inside me then!  "I,
I'll bet my collar that Wilma's hymen is just like mine was!"



   I felt a playful slap on my ass.  "It's not yours to bet, but I'll let
that slide.  Go ahead Sonya, rip her!"



   Wilma's eyes were open wide now.  "No, she's lying!  It won't be like
that, but don't you dare do it!"



   "Think back Wilma dear." I said throatily as Rose eased more of herself
into my rectum.  "Look how much bigger and thicker the Adjudicator is then
a wimpy little tampon applicator!  Remember how long it took me, uh, you to
be able to insert a tampon without it hurting?"



   She didn't have time to answer.  Holding her cock with one hand, Sonya
rammed her pelvis forward.  Wilma let out a squeal like a stuck pig!  "Oh
Goddess, she's damn tight!" The adjudicator gasped as she pressed in
deeper. "For a second I thought it wouldn't go in, and then I felt her rip
under me!"



   "It hurts!" Wilma wailed as she writhed under the adjudicator.  "Get it
out!  Pull it out of me before I die!"



   "You won't die, you big baby!" I gasped as Rose pistoned her cock in and
out of me.  "D-Don't worry, it'll start feeling real good, in, in a few
months!"



   Rose was in a very playful mood.  She slipped a hand under me and played
with my pussy as she rhythmically fucked my ass.  I don't know if all
citizens were like this, but she always seemed fascinated by my lack of a
penis.  Her hand strayed from my wetness to gently caress the bare flesh
where a citizen's staff jutted from her body, before going back so her
fingers could strum against my clit.  I thrust back against her trembling
and moaning as I watched Wilma whimper and cry.



   Sonya was propped up on both hands, like she was doing push ups over
Wilma.  Her sheer length prevented her from lying completely on top of the
struggling Mono.  It looked so hot!  I could see a sort of rippling moving
bulge in my doppelganger's tummy as the huge thick organ pumped in and out
of her slender body.  The pale white flesh of the thick cock was streaked
with virgin's blood as the adjudicator took her ease in Wilma's belly.



   "I'm ruined!" Wilma cried as her claiming continued.  "Everything is
gone!  I, I really am a Mono now!"



   I whimpered as Rose brought me closer to release.  "I'm a Mono, and I'm
not ruined!" I cried joyfully as my insides churned and fingers played with
my clitoris.  "This is good!  This is so good!" Rose pulled out of me, but
I wasn't neglected.  A stinging slap on my ass was just what I needed!  I
couldn't help crying out as my body succumbed to release!  Fingers played
me like a fiddle as my orgasm tore through me.



   Week kneed and trembling, I could only watch as Rose scrambled around
the bed.  "Open your mouth!" she ordered sharply.



   "No!" Wilma yelled, but that was kind of stupid.



   The head of Rose's cock thrust right between her lips when they had
parted.  "Bite me, and I'll trigger your implant for an hour!" she scolded,
as Wilma gagged around her mouthful.  "That most likely would be lethal!"



   This had gone too far!  I couldn't just watch this debasement any more!
I had to do something to help!  I was galvanized into action!  Moving on
the bed, I grabbed at Rose!  I did the only thing I could think of.  My
finger was still good and slick.  I hastily shoved it up my owner's bottom!
My doppelganger didn't know shit about giving head!  It was up to me to
insure Rose had the climax she deserved!



   Thankfully my owner seemed to be right at the very edge.  I only had to
play my finger against the firmness of her prostate for a couple seconds
before she exploded!  Wilma's eyes opened comically wide as our owner's
release began.  "Her cock was in my ass!" I cried out, just so Wilma would
know exactly what was in her mouth!  "Swallow good, or it'll get in your
lungs again!"



   Sonya moaned.  "Oh fuck, that's nasty!" she cried, before throwing her
head back and screaming/ "Take it Mono!  Take all my cum!"



   I think she tried, but citizens sure do have a huge yield!  After the
first few hasty gulps, Wilma began to choke and gag again.  The second
cotton ball shot out of her nose, and gooey semen bubbled and flowed from
both nostrils as Rose spurted out blast after blast of hot thick semen.  It
was fantastic!  I did my very best to insure she released every drop of
pent up fluid into my doppelganger's mouth!



   When it was all over, Rose slipped her still hard cock out of Wilma's
mouth.  "Emmy my dear, that was very nice.  Thank you for your help." She
said with a big satisfied sigh.



   Sonya pulled out of Wilma's quivering body with an audible plop.  Semen
tinted a vibrant pink by her virgin's blood simply flowed out of Wilma. 
"Rose, that was fantastic!" She sighed herself, and looked down at the
glazed cum soaked face of my doppelganger.  "Not bad for an old bitch! 
I'll have you know that sixty is the new forty!"



   "I think it's time we cleaned up a bit." Rose said happily.



   "Yes, oh yes please!" I said eagerly as I jumped from the bed.  I ran to
the bathroom and climbed into the tub.  "Hurry, I need to clean up!"



   Rose led Sonya into the bathroom.  "What's with her?" The adjudicator
asked while looking puzzled.



   Rose looked so pretty when she blushed.  "I guess you should know now,
dear.  I have a bit of an interest in water sports."



   I knelt in the tub and looked up at the two lovely citizens.  "I'm here
for you to use!" I felt my face grow warm.  "Please?"



   "This is something new." Sonya said with a laugh "But why not?"



   I thought it was down right adorable how they each took a hold of the
other's penis.  In moments, twin streams of hot golden water rained all
over me!  I closed my eyes, but opened my mouth wide as the played each
other's powerful streams all over my face and breasts.  I knew what Rose
liked, so I let my mouth fill, and then slowly made a show of spitting it
back out.  It was over all too soon, and I couldn't help giggling as I
pushed my soaked hair off of my face.



   "Thank you." I said humbly.  "Thank you so much for showering me!"



   "Rose, you sure do have this one trained well!" Sonya said with obvious
approval.  She grinned down at me.  "Now clean yourself for real, little
one.  You're starting to get rather smelly!"



   "Yes Honored Adjudicator!" I hastened to shower up as they left the
bathroom hand in hand.  I wanted to be nice and clean and ready for them if
they wanted me again tonight!



   When I was finished and toweled off, I tiptoed back into the bedroom.  I
was thrilled to see Rose and Sonya in bed together!  Sonya had her cock in
Rose's vagina.  She was fucking her, bareback!



   "I'd only do this for you, Sonya!" Rose moaned.  "I, I'll personally
carry your child!  I, I'll do it like a lowly Mono, just so she will be our
own!"



   Wilma was nowhere to be seen, but who cared?  This was such a thrilling
sexy moment!  I couldn't help slipping a hand between my legs and touching
myself.  Hentai and those censored prosthetic Japanese futa movies I used
to watch were nothing compared to the real thing!  They both glanced my
way, and then ignored me.  I felt privileged and honored!  Nether ordered
me away!  They knew I was watching and masturbating, and it was allowed! 
Feeling bold, I slowly walked right up to the side of the bed for a better
view!



   Rose was squatting over Sonya, nearly standing as she worked the massive
cock in and out of her body.  Her own cock bobbled and bounced, but she
ignored it.  I wanted to lean over and give suck, but this was their time.
I would not lessen it by having a lowly Mono intrude!  I contented myself
with just watching the lovely sight!



   It all happened at once.  Sonya was tossing her head from side to side,
her snow white hair covering her face.  "Rose, I, I'm gonna cum!  If you
have any doubt, get off now!"



   Rose fell back, sitting on Sonya's ample breast.  "No doubts!" she cried
as she stroked that massive organ with both hands.



   Just as Sonya exploded, Wilma ran into the room!  "I'll make you both
Monos too!" she cried, waving a large kitchen knife over her head!



   I threw myself over the lovers, and felt a horrible pain in my butt!  My
damn doppelganger had stabbed my ass cheek!  I somehow managed to turn
around, and laid a right hook on my, uh, her jaw.  She went down like a
rock!



   Some time later, I was laying face down on Rose's bed, whimpering.  "It
hurts!" I moaned, as the doctor Sonya had called probed the wound on my
bottom.



   "Oh hush up!" The doctor scolded as she worked.  "It didn't go very deep
at all.  You're a lucky young Mono.  It'll only take about six stitches to
close."



   I heard a metallic "Clink" as something was dropped into a tray.  "Is
that it?" Rose asked softly.



   "Yes, this is highly irregular, but that's the device." I felt a sting
and a tug as the doctor began to suture me up.  I whimpered with each pull
for what seemed like an hour "There, I'm all finished." I heard the
unmistakable sound of rubber gloves being pulled off of hands.



   I turned my head and watched as Sonya, once again in her Hawaiian shirt,
shook the doctor's hand.  "Thanks Doc, I knew I could count on your
discretion."



   "Honored Adjudicator, I owe you everything!  If you hadn't sided on my
behalf, I'd be a Mono now myself!  My lips are sealed!"



   "What's going on?" I asked timidly when the doctor had left.  "Why does
my ass needing stitches have to be kept a secret?"



   "It's not the stitches, Emmy dear." She held up a small object.  "This
is your implant.  Wilma scored a near direct hit on the injection site. 
Sonya and I talked it over.  You're such a well behaved Mono that we
decided that you don't need it any more." She smiled.  "Don't think you
won't be getting spanked once that hiney heals though!  I will not put up
with any foolishness from my Mono!"



   "Make that our Mono, Rose dear." Sonya added with a laugh.  "A little
birdie told me that you just can't help doing things to warrant a good firm
hand to keep you in line."



   I couldn't help giggling, even though my bottom was so sore.  "That's
because I'm full of spunk!"



   The adjudicator laughed.  "When that butt is healed, I'm going to turn
you over my knee for talking out of line!"



   They gently helped me up from the bed.  I wouldn't be able to sit for a
while, but walking wasn't too difficult as long as I took it slow. 
"Honored owners?" I asked softly.  "What's to become of Wilma?"



   Rose shook her head.  "That one seems to be beyond redemption." We made
our way slowly down to the living room.  Rose was there, securely bound
hand and foot with handcuffs and keg irons.  "I'm cutting my losses and
selling her off to a breeder farm." Rose said in a loud theatrical voice.
"I already made the call.  The van should be here soon to pick her up."



   "It's such a shame, too." Sonya added.  "Matched pairs are so hot!"



   "No, you can't sell me to a farm!  I was a citizen!  You can't do that!"
Wilma screamed.



   Sonya casually picked up the control unit and thumbed the button.  Wilma
rolled around on the floor, wailing from the induced pain.  "You're heading
for the baby-factory.  You're lucky Rose and I don't decide to split the
fines and just kill you!"



   "It didn't hurt that much!" I cried.  "Please owners, show her mercy! 
I'll help her adjust!  I'll make her a good Mono, I promise!"



   "It's too late for that!" Rose said sternly.  My jaw dropped when she
turned so Wilma couldn't see, and gave me a wink.  "She must learn a lesson
from her actions!"



   I didn't know what was going on, so I shut my mouth and waited.  In a
few moments the doorbell rang.  Sonya opened the door, and a very tall lean
and lanky citizen dressed in coveralls stepped through.  "I am here for the
pickup." She said in a light but lovely accent.  "We must hurry, in order
to make the airplane flight."



   Rose took the clip board that the worker offered and signed the
paperwork.  "All export duties are taken from my payment, I suppose."



   "Oui, but of course, this is how the business is handled.  We made the
purchase of your worthless Mono, why should we also pay for shipping fees
and tariffs?  "



   "She's French!" Wilma gasped, fear showing whitely in her eyes.  "Oh
Goddess, she's French!  You're exporting me to France!  Oh no, please no!
We had bacon this morning!  Please don't send me out of the country! 
Nobody wants to talk about it, but you know what will eventually happen to
me there!"



   The coverall clad worker ran a hand through her buzz cut purple dyed
hair, and opened the door.  "I will need the assistance." She called out to
the van in the driveway.  "This one is going to struggle."



   Two tall and well built busty citizens stepped in and bodily picked
Wilma up.  "No!" she screamed.  "I'm sorry!  I'm so sorry!  I'll be good! I
swear to Goddess I'll be good from now on!" She struggled helplessly in
their grasp as she was carried out to the unmarked van.  "Please forgive
me!" she wailed as the purple haired leader opened the double doors.



   One of the muscular laborers shook her head in disgust as wetness flowed
down Wilma's bare legs.  "Elle a pissé sur moi !" she exclaimed, as they
casually tossed Wilma inside and slammed the door shut.



   The van must have been sound proofed.  Wilma was pounding a fist
uselessly on one window, while she screamed and begged soundlessly from the
other.  I started to run for the van as it pulled away, but my owners
grabbed me.  "Just wait a minute, Emmy." Rose said softly as they drove out
of sight.



   Sonya sighed.  "A good matched set is too hard to come by.  Perhaps a
little shock therapy is all that is needed to bring Wilma around."



   Rose waited a few moments, and then pulled out her cell phone.  "Okay,
you can bring her back now."



   After a few more minutes the van returned.  Sonya walked up to the
driver's side door, and the window rolled down.  I could hear Wilma's heart
breaking sobs from inside.  "Why have you come back?" Sonya asked in mock
anger.



   "There is a problem with the electronic banking." The purple haired
driver said with a knowing wink.  "We can not take delivery in good faith
before the payment is deposited in your account.  We must return your Mono
until the difficulty is corrected."



   The back doors opened and the two workers lifted Wilma down and set her
on the driveway.  My doppelganger took a hobbled step towards Rose, and
dropped heavily to her knees.  "Please don't send me away!" she cried. 
"I'll be good from now on!  I swear it!  I, I'll never cause any trouble
ever again!" She actually let herself drop face first to the ground. 
Inching over, she began to kiss Rose's left shoe.  "Don't export me!  Oh
please let me stay!  I'll be good, you'll see!"



   "I'll give you just one more chance, Wilma!" Rose once again took the
clip board, and removed the paperwork from it.  I caught a quick glimpse
before she tore it up.  It was an order form from a local delivery service.
The purple haired driver tapped two fingers to her forehead, saluting Sonya
before she climbed back into the van and drove away.



   Sonya tapped my shoulder.  "Michelle is one of my biggest groupies." She
said softly as Wilma sobbed and continued to kiss Rose's feet.  "The kid
has quite a thing for me, and has a standing order for any decision videos
concerning revoking of citizenship.  When I told her she could attend and
witness a live penectomy, she practically fell all over herself to do us
this little favor." She put a hand on my chin and made me look up at her.
"You will not say a word of this to Wilma, do you understand?"



   "No Honored Adjudicator!  I wouldn't ever!" I sighed.  "If I did it
would undo all the good just done!"



   The difference in Wilma was almost startling!  I think the shock of her
near export was just what she needed.  Personality wise, we were much more
in sync again.  Both of us did our very best to please our owners.  There
were ups and downs though.  I still received regular spankings.  Sometimes
they were not playful.



   If I committed an infraction too great, I would end up sobbing all night
on the floor in the laundry room with a sore and red behind.  Wilma would
also get a dose of the remote if she were bad, but only for a second or two
at a time.  A couple of nights we lay in each other's arms, comforting each
other while waiting for our owners to forgive us and let us come up out of
the basement.  They always did by morning, and things would be sunny again!



   One day when we were both seven months pregnant, and getting quite
round, Wilma and I got the best news ever!  We couldn't wait to return home
and show our owners the results!  It took us several hours to waddle home,
but we were so happy the time just flew!  "Look!" Wilma cried happily as
she waved the printout at Rose.  "Look at the good news!"



   Rose took the sonogram and looked it over.  "Oh ho, do I see something
sticking out?"



   Wilma blushed.  "Yes Honored Owner!  I'm carrying a citizen for you and
owner Sonya!" she sighed.  "I, um, I asked the doctor, and she said that my
baby's penis is rather large already." She sighed again.  "She won't be
cursed with a tiny dick like I was!" Tears filled her eyes.  "I was so
scared she would be a shrimp, because I supplied the entire DNA pattern!"



   Rose hugged her.  "She certainly looks like a model citizen to me, so
dry your eyes." she said with a laugh as she ruffled Wilma's hair.  "What a
good little Mono, I'm proud of you!"



   Sonya looked at me.  "What's your news, little one?  You look like the
cat that swallowed the canary!"



   "I handed over my sonogram.  "Mine's also a citizen!" I said happily. 
"The results of my Amniocentesis came back too!  Sonya, um, I mean Honored
Owner, you did it!  Your sperm beat out Wilma's!" I rubbed my round tummy.
"This citizen was sired by you!"



   Rose laughed and rubbed her own gravid belly.  "So was this one.  Three
new citizens!  What a lovely blessing on our home!"



   Sonya gave Rose a loving kiss, and then pulled me to her.  She nearly
smothered me with her massive breasts, but it felt so warm and loving! 
"That's wonderful news, little one!  This calls for a celebration!"



   Wilma looked at me and giggled.  "Hey clone, last one kneeing in the tub
is a rotten egg!"