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The Gift
by Slim n' Dusty (slimndusty@yahoo.co.uk)

***

A bisexual flat-mate offers the ultimate gift to sate 
her female partner's fantasy. (FFM, nec)

***

The room in the basement was gloomy. She had been told 
to keep it that way. A small electric lamp in one 
corner offered modest lighting. She sat down on the 
mattress that both herself and Nikki shared. 

Theirs was a loose kind of schedule. Nikki would take 
her turn while Laura was attending college during the 
early part of the day, and then while Nikki was at work 
it would be her turn. Her own frequent visits were 
partly through curiosity, partly through maintenance, 
partly through wanton lust. She was also there to check 
up on him, like some attentive nurse. 

She would have loved being there all the time to watch 
him, but daily demands kept her away. 

And even when these demands invaded her time at 
college, she often drifted off thinking about him, 
thinking of his passive naked body, almost like he was 
a man born fully-developed and straight into the world. 
In the boring lectures, she would often reawaken with 
her legs crossed and her mind full of desires and 
fantasies. Even though he was officially hers, she had 
hinted to Nikki that something may come from her 
special gift after he had been cured, as she had risked 
so much to bring him to her... 

*** 

Laura strained to look at the time on her watch and 
then lay back on the mattress. She knew the routine 
well. A familiar hum began as his primary pump kicked 
in. She watched the changes occurring to his body, his 
muscles systematically contracting and then relaxing. 
Each movement a slow rippling effect sweeping his 
entire torso. 

She watched the muscular action descend from jaw to 
neck, from neck to chest, from chest to stomach and 
then to his thighs, where they would twitch and 
shudder, and it was then that she began to touch 
herself. The gentle humming of the motor was relaxing 
and watching him respond to it turned her on. 

Nikki had been so right when she chose him for Laura. 
She had been listening to her conversations about the 
ideal man for so long that the picture must have been 
hammered into bronze – or polymer in this case. Now he 
was in front of her - the pump pushing the fluid 
through his body, maintaining his definition, 
preserving his image slowly so that it would remain 
indefinitely with her, beside her and in her – immune 
from rot, just for her. 

The first time she saw him harden in front of her came 
as a surprise. Nikki hadn't told her that he would be 
capable and she squealed with delight. Later, Nikki 
warned her not to touch him. Covering him in 
underclothes would impede the process of preservation. 
Laura relented, but inwardly it made her squirm with 
desire. She loved him naked, of course, but to dress 
him up and then down slowly would have fully iced the 
cake. 

On the day her underclothes were on him, she lay there 
watching as his erection filled her panties and push 
against the soft cotton. She moaned at the sight, his 
hardness being held taut by the soft material, but the 
real clinch came when the cotton failed to contain him. 
The spongy tip of his penis made its announcement, 
pushing past the elastic waistline and rising towards 
his belly button. 

She wore those panties for an entire week after that 
one. 

On the odd day, both Nikki and Laura would be together 
with him in the basement, where they would kiss and 
fondle one another. Both of them lovesick and desirous 
of his interaction. Nikki told Laura that she wanted to 
see her with him for the first time and Laura smiled. 

Nikki knew what Laura enjoyed and she would see that 
she got it for her first occasion with him. Laura's 
conversations about the ideal man had not fallen on 
deaf ears, nor had her time pleasuring her. Nikki had 
intended to help Laura out for quite a while, although 
she was pretty she knew that Laura was a little shy 
with the guys. But it wasn't until she'd thought of her 
work, that she realised how she could help her. 

Her position as an assistant at the local morgue had 
only been temporary, but she'd already checked out the 
kind of people who worked there and none of them 
appeared to fit Laura's tastes. All of them seemed 
either shy or just inward types, there was nothing 
outstanding with the male staff there at all, and it 
was a male that Laura was keen on finding. 

Nikki wanted Laura to meet a man who wasn't going to 
upset the stable relationship they'd already 
established. Men were always jealous of close women and 
it wasn't until she'd laid eyes on the male bodies who 
were being constantly wheeled in, that she thought one 
of these would make an ideal companion for her. There 
would be no emotional interference, just a physical 
offering when it was demanded. 

The man she eventually thought ideal for Laura had been 
a carpenter by trade and looked hellishly fit. She took 
advantage of the odd hours she worked to shuffle the 
necessary paperwork and, luckily, nobody had come to 
claim him. He was going to be cremated swiftly, but one 
night she managed to get the man's body out of the 
morgue and back home fast. 

Her main task was the preservation of his young body 
without losing the required functions and she'd already 
read up on a process that would ensure maximum 
preservation. She wanted as much of the man intact as 
possible. Her own understanding of male anatomy helped 
her construct a system that would make the man 
functional, with the assistance of pressurised fluids 
in exact places. 

*** 

Sitting back on the mattress now, with Laura, made her 
realise just how all her work and effort had paid off. 
His body, though pale yellow, looked male-shape perfect 
and thoroughly enticing. Whilst she fitted him out she 
resisted several urges to just mount him then and 
there, but she wasn't sure if Laura would grow to like 
him and didn't realise just how besotted she would 
become of him. Laura was already spending most of the 
time in the basement and she still hadn't decided on 
what to call him. 

Sometimes Nikki would walk away, pretending to leave 
the house, and she would return to find her down there 
opposite him in a corner of the room. The sound of his 
humming pump would encourage her to touch her tender 
parts. It was then that Nikki knew she'd done the right 
thing for her. 

She leaned over and kissed Laura, their tongues made 
brief contact before she withdrew to Laura's left 
earlobe and began nibbling. 'What are you thinking?' 
she whispered. 

Laura kept her eyes half-closed 'your special gift to 
me!' 

'I wasn't sure if that kind of thing would be what you 
had in mind, so I made a guess.' 

'He's wonderful. Perfect. I just wish I could do 
something now!' 

Nikki smiled. She would be able to do something with 
him next week, when the full term of cure was reached. 
'You can have him on your birthday!' 

'My birthday is not coming quick enough!' 

Nikki traced her fingers down Laura's belly, sliding 
them between her legs. She watched as Laura's eyelids 
and mouth tightened up from the contact. 

* * 

Nikki arrived in the basement. Laura hadn't gone to bed 
at all that night. She knew that she'd been thinking 
about this day. She lay there on the mattress, 
restless. Nikki walked over to Laura's gift and 
carefully lifted him on the trolley. Sure enough, his 
flesh appeared smooth, yet shiny and rubbery. A sign 
that he was now cured. She heard Laura moan as she 
strapped the young man to the trolley. Laura had rolled 
over on her belly. Nikki thought she was already awake 
and was playing up for this moment, but wasn't sure. 

It was only when she wheeled the young man closer that 
Nikki had realised what Laura was up to - lifting 
herself up to her knees, she let her buttocks face 
Nikki and her gift. Nikki loosened two of the four 
straps that held the young man, but she wasn't going to 
offer Laura her gift just yet. She leaned toward 
Laura's kneeling figure and tied her hands firmly 
behind her back. 

She then ensured that Laura's freshly-cured man was 
tied firmly to the trolley with the remaining two 
straps before wheeling him closer to Laura. The primary 
pump started to force fluid through his sex tubing. 
Nikki watched Laura as she responded to the sound – her 
hands began to writhe in their bonds but they were 
bound fast. 

Nikki smiled. It was obvious that Laura had been 
thinking of this moment all night. She watched the dead 
man's cock gradually swing outwards towards Laura's 
butt as the pump engorged it with fluid. Laura shivered 
as she felt the chill of his stiffening sex momentarily 
brush against the back of her right thigh, her struggle 
to remain motionless and keep her self-control was 
waning. 

Nikki began to test the strength of her discipline, 
whispering her fantasies back to her whilst allowing 
the man's cock to brush against the inside of her 
thigh. She used one hand to slowly pull Laura's panties 
down to reveal her developed state of arousal. She ran 
her fingers down Laura's straining back, kissing her 
right buttock and moving up to her shoulders and neck. 

Laura shivered as she began to nibble from neck to 
earlobes and back to neck. She breathed close to Laura, 
her warm mouth deliberately focusing on her ears, where 
she gradually introduced her tongue. Laura began to 
thrash about, but the bonds held tight. Nikki's tongue 
action continued mercilessly and Laura writhed from the 
buildup of this new sensual pleasure. 

'Do you want him?'

Laura groaned, still writhing.

'You wish to not answer me, then?' Nikki replied with 
mocking sincerity. 

Nikki moaned, sucked and planted her tongue back into 
Laura's ear with a ferocious intensity. Laura kept 
pulling her head away. Nikki held Laura by the throat 
with one hand, with the other she reached back and held 
the man's penis, now forcibly erect. She started by 
guiding it to Laura's pubic mound to begin a slow, 
circular rub, followed by some gentle slaps against her 
butt. 

Laura's thighs began to shudder with the sensation. She 
never thought that a fantasy should be brought into 
reality, but this had completely shattered that notion. 
Laura still remembered the way the dead man's cock had 
filled her panties as Nikki expertly guided his manhood 
over and around her exposed sex before she paused, only 
to start another circular movement. Her female 
manipulation of him against her was proving 
devastating. 

Nikki watched as Laura's thighs shuddered from the 
contact. Her self-control began to swiftly dissolve as 
her body began to tighten up, caught in its own vice. 
Helplessly, her self-discipline dissolved. 

'Please, I want him!'

Nikki detected the change in Laura but did not relent. 

'You do, do you?'

'Yes', she gasped.

'But the question is how badly do you want him?'

'Very', she replied.

'Then you do exactly as I say! 

The teasing continued between her legs until Nikki 
moved to untie Laura's bonds. Once the bonds to her 
arms and legs had been untied, she ordered Laura onto 
her back. Laura obediently rolled over. Nikki then 
retied her ankles and wrists.

'You've done well. Here is a small reward!'

She slowly rubbed the man's tip against her while she 
listened to Laura's moans. She nudged the trolley 
forward with her pelvis. The man's body obediently 
followed, leaning towards Laura's sex. She smiled at 
his predicament, his helplessness, his total mindless 
obedience as his prick pressed firmly against Laura's 
vulva. 

'She would let him see us?' 

Nikki watched as the back of Laura's head nodded 
quickly. 

'Yes!' she gasped. 'I want him to bear witness, to 
watch me take him completely, I want him to watch me 
swallow him'. 

'But he has no right to know about us!' Nikki played 
along. 

After a brief pause, she unlocked his eyelids. The dead 
man's glazed eyes saw nothing, nor did he feel the 
sensation in his young prick as Nikki slowly slipped 
the thick, spongy head past Laura's moist labias. 
'Happy Birthday, honey!' Nikki whispered as she eased 
the rest of his cool, pale shaft into her warm vagina. 
Laura writhed as she felt her body respond to his cool 
presence inside her. 

After a few shallow thrusts, Nikki's hips slowly 
withdrew the man's prick from her, re-emerging it from 
its all-too-brief embrace. Again she made circular 
movements against Laura's sex with his freshly-exposed, 
glistening shaft. Slapping the numb tool against her 
warm butt. 

Her hand was now mastering the ownerless cock, guiding 
it, giving it a woman's insight, making it slip inside 
Laura when she was least expecting it, making it exit 
her when she was most in need. At least until she 
thought Laura would faint from the teasing. Just as her 
limbs would shudder, Nikki would return the dead man's 
cock to her once again, reassuring her with his 
presence, thrusting him firmly, deeply, sharply. 
Filling her, rewarding her for all those months of 
waiting. 

Yesterday, she was pleasuring herself in front of him. 
Now, Nikki was providing her with movements that were 
now short and sharp, short and sharp enough so that 
Laura could feel the man's balls gonging rhythmically 
against her. Pendulous with their weight. Balls full 
and unspent. 

Nikki knew that those balls would stay put, they would 
not tighten nor lift to an orgasmic release. They were 
just there for an aesthetic accompaniment to the rest 
of his body. A relic from when he was alive. He would 
stay hard for as long as Laura could stand it. A real 
gift. A play pal for the bedroom. She could thrust him 
inside her for as long as she needed it and he would 
selflessly tease her entrance without ever needing a 
release. 

He was a full-scale Ken doll, complete with cock and 
balls, the way Ken & Barbie should have been made. 
Selflessly giving. Selflessly pleasuring...

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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