"She looks perfect," the man in the white lab coat said as he rubbed his hands together in expectation. The floor of the holding tank had been brought up, while holes in the floor allowed the water to drain away. It was a slow process, during which the octodroid kept the quivering, unconscious Amazon near the surface. Once the water was only an inch deep, it released her face with a hiss of escaping air.
A series of hooks came down from the ceiling and lifted the octodroid away. A small cascade of cold water landed on Rei's bare face but that didn't wake from her exhausted slumber. She just lay on the metal plate as the evil villain looked down as his new prize in with glee. Her limbs were sprawled about wherever they had landed.
"Get her out, pet, and put her on the table," Droid ordered the redheaded woman next to him. Ultra Woman had been in the holding tank for at least an hour and the many orgasms she had endured had rendered her completely unconscious.
She was definitely unconscious and as weak as a kitten from the effects if the Curse. Now that the stimulation had stopped, her strength would begin to return but it would be a while before Rei would be anywhere near her former self. Regardless if her belt was on her waist or not, she wouldn't have access to her powers since the Curse all but sealed them off until it faded.
The redhead in the bodysuit of metallic gray, data ports in the back of her neck visible now and then, stepped into the thin layer of water. Her stiletto heels, present of Droid, stabbed down to keep her from falling. She reached Rei and stepped over the helpless Amazon. Leaning down, she grabbed twin handfuls of the blue wetsuit over Ultra Woman's collarbones and lifted her up bodily by her suit. Rei's breasts compressed inside her wetsuit, her nipples protruding as her suit dug up between her oversensitive, swollen pussy lips.
A groan of pleasure escaped Rei'slips as she felt what was happening to her even in her unconscious state. Tiny clinking sounds came from her bracelets bouncing off her metallic belt as well as a faint sloshing sound from the juices that were still trapped in the suit. A trail of seawater and honey traced the path of the two Amazons through the lab.
Melania carried Rei to the table in the middle of the lab. The lab itself was futuristic to an extreme. It was huge, yet full of equipment and projects. One wall was lined with droids either completed or under construction. The middle of the room had tables and computers, while the opposite wall was lined with tall tubes - some empty, others filled with a greenish, thick fluid - with various cables stretched from them, across the ceiling, to the computers in the middle of the room. In two of the seven tubes were strange, adult-sized fetuses, balled up with various cables inserted into bodies.
Around the central table were various machines and lights that cast reflections off the polished surface. There were also a variety of cameras to capture the scene from every angle and viewpoint. Most were normal video cameras but a few were a very new, and VERY expensive, kind that could record things in 3-D. The images would be able to be rotated in aspects and be viewed in virtual reality. Using the right program, the 'image' could take on life like aspects and interact with the user. In theory.
With a wet squish, Melania threw Rei onto the stainless steel table. Water rolled down the sheer wetsuit as the malignant scientist, Doctor Droid, rolled over a table of instruments. "Manacle everything but her neck and waist, pet," he ordered Melania. The redheaded, reprogrammed Amazon did as Droid said, putting Rei's feet about two feet apart and sliding manacles around Rei's ankles. Ultra Woman's wrists were put about six inches away from her waist and also manacled down.
The heavy titanium like alloy would have given Rei a battle had she been at full power. Right now, it was total over kill. After his previous experiences with the other Ultra Women, Droid seemed to be taking no chances. The actions of Melania just caused her sister to sigh softly. With the final click from the manacle, a series of red lights went on from the cameras.
Droid picked up a scalpel. "Time to see what we have here," he said. Pulling up the suit over her forehead, he placed the blade on the material. It parted easily. Droid pulled one flap up and to the side, keeping the material stretched away from the dark silk that flowed out from the skullcap of the wetsuit. He cut it to the back of her head where he met the table. A long cut under each ear completely freed Rei's head from the suit.
His skill with the knife showed when he didn't cut so much as a strand of hair. The black mane that was Rei's pride and joy was damp from the sweat she had produced in the dozen orgasms the octodroid had made her have. Her features however were much more relaxed and at peace then they were before. Rei still looked like the innocent young girl that she had once been.
"Ah, lovely," Droid nodded at the unconscious Amazon as he ran his fingers through the black tresses. "Now to open the rest of my prize..."
"Ahhhhh..." she sighed softly again as she briefly licked her lips, totally unaware and helpless at what was happening to her.
Next he pulled the blue wetsuit up under her chin. The scalpel slid easily through the suit as he went over her neck. He slices the red stripe around her neck while letting the material fold outwards. It split in half as Droid peeled Rei's attire apart. His cock twitched in his pants as he let the scalpel cut between her breasts. His hand pushed under the sliced wetsuit and cupped her plump breast. "Ohhhh, damn I love you Amazon sluts," he groaned.
Rei bit her lower lip lightly while Droid molested her naked breast, kneading and tugging on it as if to make sure that she wasn't plastic. Cooing sounds came from her lips when he lightly pinched the rock hard brown-pink nipple at the tip. When Droid released the breast, it wobbled for several moment before assuming its natural, gravity defying firmness. The twin mounds rose and fell with each of her deep breaths and almost hypnotized the villain until he shook his head.
"Stick to the subject," he told himself. He took up the wetsuit seam again and cut down over her taut belly. "Hmm," he muttered at her belt. Reaching under Ultra Woman's waist, he dug around under her. "I know that latch...aha!" he exclaimed as he found the latch on the underside of her belt. He'd taken a few of these belts off the various Ultra Women over the years and knew just what to do to pop it off. Droid pulled the belt loose and threw it into a box under the table, the lasso still attached.
Instantly, whatever strength she had begun to build up vanished when the belt was taken from her body. "N....noooo...." she whimpered in her sleep. The sudden lack of the energy penetrated even the deep slumber the heroine was in. She didn't wake however, just shook her head several times and breathed deeply.
Back to cutting he went, slicing over each hip. He peeled her blue wetsuit back, letting the damp material lay on the table. He next went down one leg, down to her toes, then the other. Her costume slide off each leg, peeling in half to reveal the toned muscles under each except around the manacles where he had to leave the costume intact.
She shivered slightly as her sweaty skin was bared to his lusty gaze. Only her arms were still totally covered by the now cut material and that was just for the time being. The overhead cameras recorded ever detail of her body down to the pores of her skin and the goose pimples on the quarter-sized patches around her nipples.
Finally came the area over Rei's sex. As he cut carefully along her swollen, pink lips, Rei's trapped sexual juices rolled onto the table and into the tiny drain under her ass. Droid knew Amazons, and knew the effect his octodroid would have on this one. His erection nearly paralyzed him as the scent of Amazon arousal was almost incapacitating.
As he watched, her pussy gave several tiny spurts of new juice. The cool air of the lab against the humid warmth of her clit made Rei gasp and arch her back for a moment. After she settled back, her hips rolled slightly on her firm, generous ass to reveal her pink lips hidden in her wet mound of black hair. "Mmmmmmmm...." she sighed and tried to find a more comfortable position.
He was almost on the table, climbing on top of Rei before he knew it. "No!" he berated himself as he dismounted. He couldn't afford to put his semen into her body. He did run a finger up her quivering, naked flesh with a flick of her engorged nipple. "I'll fuck your clone to death though," he laughed as he slipped his finger just inside her lips.
Capturing that invading digit with her lips, Rei suckled on her as her tongue licked at. With the pleasurable feelings still rolling through her brain, the smallest touches could set off her love skills; skills that she would never show outside of a lover.
"Oh yeah..." Droid sighed happily as the semi-conscious Ultra Woman suckled on his finger. "Damn, screw it," he said. Pulling his wet finger out, he started to climb up on the table.
Her lips parted and her tongue reached out to find the object it had been playing with. She gave a sigh when Droid's arm brushed against the bare skin of her torso. The table wobbled ever so slightly when he had nearly climbed up on it. Droid was just about to grab those tempting breasts when....
"Boyd!" a man's voice barked.
Droid's leg slid back to the floor as he disdainfully glared at the armored man walking into the lab. "The name is Droid. Doctor Droid."
Into the room, striding as if he owned the place, walked an imperious man in his late forties. He was of African descent, built like a pile of bricks, his bald head gleaming in the laboratory lights. Stretched taut over his body was a dark blue uniform. Around his waist was a polished white belt, with a bulky sidearm holstered on his hip. Silver eagles were crested on his collars, two medals over the right side of his chest, and four small letters spelled in white in a patch on his left far upper arm: SPAY.
Behind walked a smaller man of European descent, this one in his mid-twenties. He carried himself with all the austere arrogance of a professional lackey.
The Colonel walked up to the scientist, almost nose to nose. "Were you going to rape this slut?" he said in a near growl to the wiry scientist.
Somehow the word 'slut' penetrated even Rei's overtaxed mind and trigged her automatic reflex. "N...not a s..slut..." she said in a voice that wasn't even a whisper. Her brain had finally drifted into the level of REM sleep and with the amount of pleasure in her body, they were good dreams! At the moment, Rei was sandwiched between Nova and Captain Liberty and they were teaching her the pleasure of a good gang bang.
Droid shoved his hands, wet finger included, into his coat pockets. "Well, what else are you going to use her for?" he barked back.
The Colonel stepped closer until his hot breath washed over Droid's face. "You listen here, Boyd. We gave you these facilities. We gave you the money to create these robots of yours. We even let you keep your Amazon concubine. However, every clone you have made of that redheaded tramp has decomposed within a half hour. You've been working to clone us Amazon servants for a month, not counting the three months it took to collect all this equipment." He leaned closer, until his nose touched the quivering nose of the Doctor. "We expect results."
Droid was intimidated enough to back up a step, to get some space between himself and the iron Colonel. "I have already broken ground unheard of in the history of science! No one has ever been able to create anything close to an adult human being with any kind of motor skills, much less intelligence and speech!"
The Colonel jabbed a finger into Droid's chest. "You wanted this slut," he said, referring to the unconscious Ultra Woman on the table. "We paid for the robot that captured her, and we paid for the bay doors. If this slut doesn't work, you and your work will be cut off," he said with another thumping finger into the scientist's chest.
Droid nodded quickly. "Okay, okay. Don't worry, she's a full Amazon. My redheaded pet here has been in my hands for five years now, her structure has somewhat broken down, which is why I've had to make additions to her body. Now this one," he said, slapping a hand on Rei's bare belly,
The sound of his hand against her firm stomach and soft skin echoed slightly in the lab. At the same time Rei jumped as far as the manacles would allow her. "Mmmmmmm...." she sighed as she tried to roll over. The motion made her breasts jiggle and locking the eyes of the younger SPAY trooper on them. He had never seen such a perfect example of a woman. His cock instantly grew hard.
"This one is a pure Amazon," he continued. "Her body cells should be able to withstand the breakdown that has been occurring to the other test subjects."
The Colonel walked around the table opposite Droid and looked down on Ultra Woman. "She looks like any normal Jap girl," he says suspiciously. "How do you know she'll not only be clonable, but controllable."
As he looked down at her, the lights overhead almost seemed to make her skin glow from the drying sweat on her. A slight smile was on Rei's lips as Tania joined the trio of heroes/heroine in her dream ofa super orgy.
Droid smiled, almost condescendingly, at the SPAY commander. "Watch." With his index finger, Droid reached down between Rei's legs and slid the finger up Rei's pussy. Slowly he rolled her swollen clit and watched her face expectantly.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Rei groaned as Droid's finger was instantly covered with a new burst of Amazon honey. At the same time her body arched to press it harder against her engorged clit. He kept rubbing it to prolong the sensations until suddenly, he pulled his finger away. Instantly her body collapsed to the table as she panted hard from the new feelings coming from her burning pussy.
"See how she reacts. She doesn't want pleasure, but she can't control it. That's the catch, Colonel. I will patch my programming into the clone's pleasure centers. That's the Amazon vulnerability, as you SPAY people well know. This opening in the mind of the Amazon will allow me to put this Amazon's mental contents into the clone." He smiled ferally. After suitable alterations, of course."
The Colonel nodded approvingly. "How long until you have a complete, permanent servant prepared."
The SPAY Lieutenant, out of sight of his commander, almost drooled at the sight of the moaning Amazon. The bulge in his pants was very noticeable. He almost asked to have her, but knew better.
Rei's sensitive nostrils flared as she got the slight whiff of a man aroused. Ever so weakly did she struggle against the manacles in order to free herself to find the source of it. The rubber cushions on them prevented Rei from causing any damage to her skin.
Droid licked his finger happily. "It will not be quick, Colonel." Before the commander could interrupt, Droid spurred on. "Before you berate me again, let me explain. I will have to learn the intricacies of this one's DNA. I would estimate that the first specimen will probably last no longer than the half hour you are used to. But that duration will go up. The third should maintain cohesiveness for about an hour. The eighth, perhaps two hours. My calculations propound that the first permanent clone should be between the twelfth and eighteenth clone."
The Colonel locked eyes with the thin scientist for long moments in which even the lackey SPAY Lieutenant became uncomfortable. "Very good, Boyd. We will prepare the ersatz costumes these Amazon sluts use. My men will train on the temporary clones. If they are doomed to decompose and die, I can use them to see what endurance these Amazons have, and what will kill them," he said chillingly.
Droid smiled wanly in agreement. "Of course Colonel. After this one has been tested, cloned, and placed in a statis tube for eternity, the Amazons will send another. I suppose you will need a way to dispose of this one's successors."
The Colonel nodded. "Get your tests done. When you have a completed clone, then you can have this slut before her statis imprisonment." With that, he turned on his heel and strode from the hall.
As soon as he had left, Droid turned his gaze back down to Rei's so very vulnerable body. The poor heroine still just had that smile on her lips...