The Tech Twins

by Orb

The mysterious computer pirate arrived back at her lair.  She was a tall, slender raven-haired beauty in a form-fitting black costume.  She pulled various electronic components from her bag, placed them on a table, and appeared to examine them when a pair a voices was heard in unison.

“Nice place you got here, Foxy Phantom!”

The masked thief turned to see a pair of beautiful curvy latinas in metallic-silver outfits.  They were identical sisters, Victoria & Valentina, the Technology Twins!

“You set off a silent alarm at Varek Industries.  We arrived just in time to follow you home.”, Victoria declared.

“Guess you're getting sloppy.”, Valentina grinned.

“Am I?”,  Foxy Phantom replied.  “Those power suits of yours are quite impressive.”

“Thank you.”  Victoria replied.  “See.  We create our own tech.  You, on the other hand, are not as smart as we are, so you just steal it.”

“I was smart enough to lure you both back here.”, the sultry brunette replied.

“Don't try anything.”, Valentina warned.  “Our power suits give us super strength, super speed, and invulnerability.  And that's just a fraction of our abilities.   Face it.  You're outwitted and outmatched.”

“OK.  Cuff me.”, Foxy Phantom replied, holding out her wrists.

She looked at the twin's befuddled faces.  Both were trying to move, but it was as if the fabric of their super suits had solidified.  

“Ugh!  Ngh!  What is going on?  What have you done to our power suits?”, Victoria grunted.

“Your suits are saturated with nanite technology.  Just some tech I stole a few years ago.  Right now, while you're both stuck in silly superhero poses, my little robots are analyzing your power suits.  I'll have full blueprints in just a few minutes.”

“You're stealing our tech!?”, Valentina stuttered.

“You're catching on quick.”, Foxy Phantom replied.  “Don't feel bad.  You're not the first super-powered bimbos to strut into my lair.  These trinkets I swiped tonight are only worth several thousand dollars.  You've spent much of your fortune developing your power suits.  And soon they'll be mine!  Haha!”

“You won't get away with this!”, Victoria exclaimed.  “We'll make new suits and bring you to justice.”

“I don't think so.”  Foxy mocked.  “Have a seat ladies.”

The fabric of their costumes forced the sisters to awkwardly shuffle to a pair of chairs that resembled gynecological exam chairs.  They grunted, trying to resist, but their nanite-infused costumes forced them to spread their legs and place them in the stirrups.

Foxy Phantom looked their frowning face and laughed.

“C'mon girls!  It's not so bad.  Let's see a smile or two.”

With that, a ripping sound was heard.  The crotch of their costumes split apart, revealing an identical pair of hairy pussies.  Foxy gazed approvingly at the pair of vertical smiles.

“What are you doing?!”, Victoria cried.

“I have a present for you both.”,  Foxy replied.  She held out two bright pink spheres, that looked like large gum balls.

“This is some more tech I acquired.  It's called a 'Mom Bomb'. It goes in your pussy and makes you cum & cum & CUM!  Then, it fills your snatch with egglets, turning you into a huge, horny preggo.”

“Don't you dare!  Get that away from me!”, Valentina yelled.

Foxy walked over to Valentina and pressed a Mom Bomb up to the lips of her pussy. 

“Please don’t....”, Valentina pleaded.

Foxy gave a push and the pink orb disappeared inside of her pink.

Floomp!

Victoria made similar protests, but her pussy received a Mom Bomb as well.

Floomp!

“Perfect!”, Foxy exclaimed.  “Now, you can't escape.  Any wrong moves, and I'll activate the Mom Bombs in your hairy cunts.  If the Mom Bombs go off, millions of pods will be delivered to your awaiting wombs.  Within seconds, your bellies will start to grow.  And here's the best part.  As your bellies get bigger, your brains get smaller.  In minutes you'll be ready to pop, and you'll have the IQ of idiots.  Ha ha ha! “

The Tech Twins were silent.  The thought of being turned into mindless breeders was terrifying.  Their minds raced on how to get out of this awful predicament.

Several awkward minutes passed.  Foxy looked at the display on her wrist watch and announced,

“There we go! My nanites completely analyzed your power suits.  This is going perfectly.  Just like with all the other bimbos.  Now it's time to remove those outfits!  They belong to me now.  Off to the stripping machine with you two!”

“What!?”, the sisters gasped.

The gyno chairs they were seated in had wheels.  The chairs made a 90 degree rotation.  The door to a large contraption opened.

“Defeating super sluts is very lucrative for me.  I have the process down to a science!”

Victoria disappeared into the stripping machine, followed quickly by her sister.

The machine hummed to life.  A few minutes later two super suits came out the side chute, nicely folded.  A moment later, the denuding device spat Victoria and Valentina out the other side.  They were completely nude and held together with straps in the 69 position.  The humiliated heroines slid down a slide together, landing on a heart-shaped bed.

“Oh my god!  Why am I tied up naked with my sister?  You've had your fun.  Let us go!”, Valentina cried.

“Sorry Tech Twats.  It's time to play a game.”, Foxy exclaimed.

Suddenly, a muffled buzzing became audible.  The sisters moaned and squirmed, but their bonds held them tight in the 69 position.

“Oh my god...  They've been activated!”, Valentina breathed.  “Take it out!  Please!  Before it goes off!”

Victoria and Valentina made O-faces as the first of many orgasms flowed through their bodies.

“In one hour, you'll both get a close up view of your sister's impregnation.  That is, unless you manage to tongue the Mom Bomb out of each other's pussies.  Have fun girls!”, Foxy laughed as she strode out of the room with their power suits.

Victoria and her sister were pressed together in a 69 position.  Each could feel the other's fat tits pressed against her body.  Their hands were tied behind their backs.  Each had an obscene close-up view of the other's vagina.  Victoria looked at Valentina's pussy.  It was vibrating with a Mom Bomb buzzing inside.  She didn't pause for a moment.  She knew what had to be done to save her sister.  She dove her tongue into her sister's pussy, trying to lick out the Mom Bomb.  When Valentina felt her sister's tongue inside her, she reciprocated.  Foxy watched it all from a computer monitor.  Both sisters had their tongues buried in each other's slits.  Each periodically pulled back, making a fuck-face, as the Mom Bombs forced them to orgasm continuously.  Then they were back at work.  Victoria & Valentina had never tasted another girl's pussy before.  Each was surprised to find how delicious the other tasted.  Valentina thought, if they ever get out of this, she would celebrate by eating out her sister for hours.  Soon the sisters fretted that it was a hopeless task.  Each thought she could scoop out the other's Mom Bomb with her tongue, but, every time they got close, they just managed to push it deeper. 

“Push Valentina!” Victoria cried.  “Try to push it out, so I can get it with my tongue!”

Valentina grunted, but, contracting her vaginal muscles around the vibrating sphere, just made her cum harder. 

Then the sisters tried sucking them out to no avail.

An hour passed in no time.  Soon, each sister felt their Mom Bomb travel up their birth canal to her womb.  Their pussies shook, simultaneously letting out loud cum queefs.  A spray of cum shot out their pussies.  Each sister's pussy gave the other a facial.  Cum dripped from their engorged snatches.  The bonds released and the sisters rolled onto their backs.

“oh no...”, Victoria groaned, looking down.  Her belly was rapidly inflating.  She looked over to see her sister's was as well.  The two looked at each other with wide-eyed expressions.  In minutes their bellies where enormous and the sisters moaned with pleasure.  Their lactating breasts had swelled into elongated banana-shaped boobs.

Victoria rubbed her big belly as she admired it.  With that, she gritted her teeth, spread her thighs, and squeezed out her first pod.

Sploop!!

It tickled her pussy as it came out, making her cum. 

Soon, Valentina squealed and squeezed out her first pop.

Sploop!!

The sisters laughed.  Soon, they were at the city's maternity ward.  The Mom Bombs had turned the genius sisters into pregnant simpletons.  Victoria & Valentina were horny and stupid, but they were together.  The Tech Twins happily pushed pods out their stretched-out pussies for the next 20 years.  Each one felt as good as the first. 

Sploop!!  Sploop!!!

The End.