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Sex and Toys ahead, be warned.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Nude, the doctor sat cross-legged and watched as Sam removed the artificial penis from the box and placed the larger end of the device against herself. Janet knew, according to Sam's description, there was an orifice that would surround her lover's clitoris, the sensors transmitting sensation to the little bundle of nerves, allowing the wearer to experience the impression that she had been ... extended considerably. Tendrils erupted from the base, encircling Sam's hips and connecting to the construct beneath. The device was completely activated by the ATA gene, all one of them had to do was touch it and think of what they wanted to change or to remove it.

"First things first," she said, swallowing her grin. "Let's adjust this to something that won't give me nightmares."

Sam raised an eyebrow, reclining against the pillows as she split her attention between her partner and the artificial penis which was now attached to her. The brunette knew that the device would change to fit any specifications that were ordered. It was made to be used by partners of all species, even those who were vastly different from humans. She had to wonder if it could be changed to be double or even triple headed, allowing them even more options. She thought about that while she examined her wife's erection thoughtfully, but knew they could explore that another time. She gently encircled it with her hand, gratified to hear the blonds gasp, and concentrated on changing the size to something she could handle. She finally made the fleshy cylinder approximately six inches long and about an inch and a quarter in diameters.

She then concentrated on altering the shade until she had achieved a Caucasian flesh tone approximating Sam's skin color. Janet glanced at it, and then was forced to stare, startled by how that simple adjustment abruptly made everything seem very accurate in its appearance. The woman felt a shiver of desire ripple through her, a fine sheen of perspiration breaking out over her entire body as her nipples hardened in the air that seemed far too warm all of a sudden.

As amusing as all this was, it was also serving to excite her. There was something wantonly appealing about Sam lying there with what appeared to be quite natural, fully aroused male penis sprouting from the thatch of fine blond hair that made up her very core, with no straps or harnesses to hold it on. Not to mention the incongruity of the firm, shapely breasts rising so proudly from her chest.

Janet reached out and wrapped her fingers around the head. It felt quite warm and very real, if her memories of previous lovers served her correctly, and she could swear she could almost feel the throb of pulse within.

"I ... that feels very good," Sam said in an odd tone. "More than good."

"Does it?" Janet said idly, running her fingertips down the length, tracing the ragged line beneath the penis to the soft sac of simulated testicles, prodding them carefully. It was, she noted, very well constructed and extremely realistic.

"Oh, Janet." Sam groaned

Janet glanced at her, raising an eyebrow as she saw how much Sam's respiration had increased, the full breasts heaving as she tried to catch her breath. The blond was in a full state of arousal, very close to an actual orgasm if Janet could read the signs correctly. Intrigued she concentrated on lowering the level of sensitivity, making sure to test each level by fondling the firm, fleshy rod. Sam climaxed three times before her wife finally found one that she thought would be suitable.

"Are you ready?" Janet asked, tilting her head as she looked at Sam who was sprawled on her back, limp and sated even as the phallus stood firm.

"Ready….god I think I'm finished," Sam noted weakly.

"Oh darling," Janet protested. "Not yet."

She lay down next to her, wrapping her arms around the lanky torso and kissing her wife passionately. Sam perked up almost immediately and returned the kisses with steadily increasing interest. Janet shivered as she felt the warm length of Sam press against her, the sensation of the penis trapped between their bodies, prodding her in the navel, sending chills of anticipation through her even as the sensation felt very odd in this most familiar of embraces.

Loving hands moved over her skin with accomplished skill and when Sam bent her head to mouth her wife's breasts, licking and sucking on the nipples tenderly, Janet responded with a cry and a sudden flood of moisture between her legs. Sam pulled her closer and began to roll them over.

"Uh, no, sweetheart," Janet said, pushing Sam back. "Not like that. Not yet, anyway."

Obligingly, Sam settled onto her back once more, propping herself upright on her elbows.

"Stay still," the smaller woman ordered in a low voice as she threw her leg over her lover, straddling the woman's hips as she rested her weight on her knees.

Janet reached down between them and found the warm, simulated flesh, guiding it to the opening between her legs. She gasped as she felt the mushroom top press against her wetness, and she dipped the tip into that pool of moisture before sliding it up to rub against her sensitive ridge of flesh, moving it back and forth, swirling around her nub with delicious pressure. This was so much more realistic then any of their other toys had been.

"Oh, Janet," Sam moaned. She shuddered and Janet knew her partner had just climaxed once more. The burnet laughed huskily, feeling the undeniable need ripple through her.

"Darling, if you were actually a man, you'd be completely useless to me by now." Janet teased, her tone breathless, "Then again if you were a man your defiantly wouldn't be in my bed, or in me."

Sam didn't answer. She just looked up at her lover with eyes full of desire and eager anticipation for the next new sensation. Janet returned the head of the phallus back to her opening, covering it with her moisture, glad that lubrication did not seem to be a problem. She eased down onto it, gasping as it pressed against her and she wondered if she had made it too big after all. She quivered when it abruptly penetrated past the first restrictive band of muscle, pushing smoothly into her, filling her with its hardness. It felt so real, so very real.

"Don't move," she muttered, feeling Sam stir beneath her. "Not yet."

Sam went completely rigid, every muscle tense. "That's one of the hardest things I'm ever had to do," she replied, her voice strained. "I want to ... I want to move. It feels so good."

"You'll get your chance," Janet promised, biting her lip as she sank downward until the full length of it was finally inside. Her head had fallen back and she swallowed, opening her eyes to look down at Sam who was shivering. She smiled sensually, breathing hard. "You like that?"

"It feels like I am inside you, Janet," Sam said, trying to explain. "As if I'm actually filling you."

Janet laughed again. "It is you my love, all you" She began to ascend slowly. Janet rose until just the tip remained inside her before lowering herself once more. Gradually she increased the motion, rocking on Sam as she got used to the feel of it, adjusting her angle until she found one that suited her. She couldn't believe how different this was from their old strap-ons She groaned deeply when Sam slid her hand down to where they were joined, her fingertips seeking out Janet's little nubbin of flesh, rubbing it back and forth.

"Oh god, yes, Samantha," she moaned.

She felt Sam's hips begin to push against her, the narrow loins lifting her before they managed to find a complimentary rhythm, Sam drawing back as Janet rose, then thrusting upward as the doctor settled down. Janet panted, letting out a little cry every time Sam's center met hers, the sensation of their copulation becoming extremely real, as if it were indeed her partner inside as opposed to some replication. She rested her hands on Sam's chest, over the blonds breasts, her palms unable to cover them completely, the combined feel of the feminine and masculine attributes wildly confusing but incredibly erotic, intense and oh so real. She had always been aware of the fact that before they were using a toy. She had enjoyed it, but she had known it wasn't real, but this time it was easy for her to forget. She felt her heart pound as Sam's fingers steadily increased their rapid fondling, swirling around her nub with delicate precision. Janet felt the desire build and build, sweeping her up, the experience overwhelming her with the sheer passion of it all.

Then Sam was rolling them over and this time Janet did not protest. She spread her legs wide around Sam's driving hips and felt the center of herself open to the remarkably controlled and even motion. And it was no longer a matter of male or female, it was just Samantha, the person she utterly adored, making love to her with passion and joy, the body covering her, hot and slick from Janet's sweat. Sam grunted softly as she thrust, seeming to reach a little deeper inside with every stroke as Janet encouraged her, the words spilling from her lips, guttural and unquestionably profane, urging her lover on harder and faster until abruptly, Janet was there, her orgasm catching her like a wave. She dug her nails into the sinuous back without restraint, clawing at Sam as she spasmed and cried out.

And she came again as Sam continued to thrust into her until finally, the young woman climaxed one final time, this one leaving her slumped bonelessly on Janet who fought to catch her own breath. Cradling her lover in her arms Janet lovingly ran her hands in calming circles over her wife's sweaty skin. It took Sam several minutes before she was able to gather enough strength to raise herself up off her wife's body and gently pull out, causing them both to moan with the loss.

Sam quickly removed the attachment and placed it beside her bed to be cleaned later, before rolling over and pulling her lover close. "You alright?" She asked gently, the same as she did every time they used a strap-on. Her wife's history made her a little concerned about hurting her.

"mmm…" Janet moaned, "I'm perfect. That was amazing, Sammy. So…so amazing. It was so really."

"It was pretty amazing for me too, baby-girl." Sam reached up to tenderly remove a piece of sweaty hair for Janet's eyes, "It felt so real. It was as if I was really in you. It was amazing, filling you up so completely and feeling you around me."

"I want to try it next time, Sammy." Janet smiled, "I want to know what it's like to be inside of you, so completely. And I want you to know what it feels like to have me in you so fully. No silicone toys, no harnesses in the way, so so real." She pulled Sam's face down to hers in a tender kiss. Pouring all her love into the single action. "What other toys did you replicate?" She asked in a husky voice.

Sam swallowed hard, "No other toys this time, baby-girl. But you can look and replicate all you want. I think we have determined they are safe." She kissed Janet's forehead, "But I do have our other toys here if you really need something else."

"Hmm…as intriguing as that sounds, and as curious as I am about how you managed to sneak them in your things." Janet teased, "I really just want you to hold me and to fall asleep in your arms. I love you, Sammy."

Sam gently rolled Janet away from her and onto her side before spooning behind her. She molded their bodies together and pulled Janet firmly into her. She placed a kiss on the back of Janet's back from whispering softly, "sleep now, Baby-Girl. I love you, Janet."

The two simply held each other in silence until sleep claimed them.