To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)
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				Title: <strong>To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caedy</strong> on <strong>07-12-2008, 06:38:57</strong>
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				Deep within the laboratory the Doctor works, slaves day and night over their experiment: creating a soul mate, a perfect lover.&nbsp; Life breathed into creation, innocent and perfect.&nbsp; Flawless creation, such a pretty thing laid upon the table.&nbsp; However, in her innocence much can be done if she is not programmed properly, she is not taught to be, in a word perfect, for the Doctor.<br><br>She lays upon the slab, lids closed over her eyes keeping their true color obscured from view.&nbsp; There was no rise, no fall of her chest, she did not breathe, she did not have life.&nbsp; She was nothing but a doll laying there upon the table within the laboratory beneath the pristine white sheet he'd draped over her body...had she had the ability to do so, she'd be nervous about what was to come, but there was nothing, nor would there be anything until he reached his epiphany and could gift her with breath, with life.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>07-12-2008, 06:56:00</strong>
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				Doktor Theodore Veltenbrant was very much like his name, eccentric, wild and odd.&nbsp; Not too tall, but not too short, his large hands work at the wonder of the beautiful near woman on the table before him.&nbsp; One last final step awaits.<br><br>But what it is, that's the mystery.&nbsp; He continnues reading the alchemical tome, not for esoteric formulas, but something that will grant the spark of life.&nbsp; Theo has worked hard on this, ever since they turned him out, and that bitch turned him in.&nbsp; No, he needs a woman he can train as his own...&nbsp; But that comes later now...&nbsp; He needs to finish the fluid, and get the equipment ready.<br><br>The hidden laboratory is in the middle of a secluded field, far, far away from prying eyes, and far from anyone who could interupt his study.&nbsp; It's also filled with all sorts of odds and ends, from cloned biology to deadly chemicals to surgical lasers, it's well equiped for any and all experimentation he wishes.<br><br>Finally finished, he runs his fingers through his short hair and fills the vial so very carefully.&nbsp; The measurements must be exact, or it'll fail.&nbsp; He takes the soft chin and pulls down, parting the soft, perfect lips and pours it down her throat.&nbsp; Once that's finished he steps back and pushes a button, causing creaking and splitting sounds to be heard as the lightning rod to extend to the storm outside.&nbsp; The liquid needs a 60,000 volt catalyst to activate, and if all goes well, he'll have a living breathing woman...<br><br>He throws the switch on the capacitor, and soon enough a bolt of electricity hits the pole, slithers down and settles into the generator where it lowers the amperage to finally unleash it's glory into the slender, leggy body on the table.<br><br>The man at the controls waits and waits...&nbsp; Did it work?
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caedy</strong> on <strong>07-12-2008, 08:08:27</strong>
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				Blackness.&nbsp; <br><br>Nothingness.<br><br>A screaming sensation radiated through her body as the mixture and that high voltage catalyst did their magic within the expanse of the shapely frame tucked beneath that cloth. There was a gasp, a soft little sound, barely heard over the whirring and whining of machinery, the roar of the winds from the chaotic storm outside.&nbsp; Yet, with that gasp there was movement, the rise of plush breasts beneath the cloth that had been so still before.&nbsp; <br><br>Toes wiggled, fingers flexed as brain fought to process the new sensations, the new sounds, and just what all of this was now that it was here.&nbsp; Life.&nbsp; He'd done it, crafted and created her...the formula had worked.&nbsp; She shifted on the table, but was unable to move beneath that sheet, save for a few scant inches, due to the shackles about slender wrist and ankle.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>07-12-2008, 22:34:50</strong>
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				"Success, success!" He crows almost ready to dance, but he restrains himself. &nbsp;Compared to what he has to do now, this was the easy part. &nbsp;Theo steps over to the sheet and lifts it almost reverently, there she was soft and pretty, and all his.<br><br>The hands are run over the female body, and he ponders on the most important thing at this point time. &nbsp;A name. &nbsp;But what shall it be. &nbsp;He smiles at the girl bound to the table.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caedy</strong> on <strong>07-12-2008, 22:56:57</strong>
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				That voice, the first she'd heard...she was hearing right? That is what this was called isn't it?&nbsp; She closed her eyes at the light once the sheet was lifted, soft little whimper slipped from her lips.&nbsp; She squirmed a bit within those bindings as his hands moved over her form.&nbsp; There were sensations, there were feelings that flared within her and she squirmed all the more.&nbsp; <br><br>Those pretty tiers parted, soft little sounds came out...she attempted the formation of words...fished for something to call him...fished for something to say...Tongue moistened those plush tiers she watched him in wide-eyed childlike wonderment...wondering.&nbsp; Then his voice was heard...her name given...<br><br>"Felicia."&nbsp; <br><br>She attempted to say the name, but she couldn't, not yet.&nbsp; It would happen though.&nbsp; There was much he was going to teach her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>09-12-2008, 00:10:30</strong>
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				"Yes, Felicia," Theodore speaks again, enunciating her name completely.&nbsp; It was a whim to name her that, after his favourite old-school comic heroine.&nbsp; But it seems to fit her.&nbsp; He suddenly kisses the soft forehead, "Now then, we need you to find your balance."<br><br>Undoing the bindings around her arms and legs, he coaxes the beauty up and off the table.&nbsp; He watches to see what her first motions are, within easy reach should she be more than a little unsteady.&nbsp; The storm continues to rage outside, despite all his hard ware back and into their containers, their services no longer needed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caedy</strong> on <strong>09-12-2008, 00:17:42</strong>
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				She looked just a touch nervous as he helped her off the table, she reached for him, attempting to have something "solid" to hold on to until she felt comfortable on her own.&nbsp; "Felicia."&nbsp; She said her name softly, her voice was musical, sweet, innocent.&nbsp; "You are?" She asked softly, the words starting to flow now...she had this knowledge, fingertips touching over his features as she kept herself close to him, balance found and she watched him, studied him with those flawless, bottomless orbs.&nbsp; She licked her lips, moistening those plush tiers a moment.&nbsp; The sound of the storm raging outside was only fuel to keep her close to him.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>12-12-2008, 21:09:03</strong>
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				"I am your master, your creator, Theodore Velltenbrant," He says as the strong grip runs over Felicia's beautiful face.&nbsp; He slides his fingers through her black hair, brushing it away from her fine features.&nbsp; Another smile of his, his own short chestnut a lighter contrast to hers.&nbsp; Moving away the 6 footer still holds onto her hand, "Now come up stairs, I have something for you."<br><br>And using her hand as a leash for the moment he leads his creation up to an old fashioned den, with carved wood chairs and old styled bookshelves full of books.&nbsp; He approaches a table on which are five pieces of cylindrical leather, with metal rings at cardinal points.&nbsp; The largest one is picked up and placing a finger on her chin, tilts her head up before wrapping it around the plare slender throat.&nbsp; A length of chain is snapped at the D shaped ring under her jaw.
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				Post by: <strong>Caedy</strong> on <strong>12-12-2008, 21:31:13</strong>
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				She blinked, watching him a moment as he soon led her up the stairs, to a den, old fashioned, and she liked the look and feel of the room.&nbsp; Hands slid along the table for a moment before they settled at her sides, she blinked as he placed the leather strip around her neck, securing it into place and the leash attached to it.&nbsp; "What is this for Theodore...." She figured that that would be alright to call him, unless of course he told her otherwise.&nbsp; She fingered the leash, wondering why she had it on, and what manner of necklace he'd placed on her.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>12-12-2008, 23:03:31</strong>
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				"This is to show that you belong to me, my dear,"&nbsp; He doesn't seem to mind being called by his name for now, taking her right wrist and snapping a loop around and does the same for the left.&nbsp; Approaching her, the scientist runs his fingers under her jaw and over her firm breasts rolling the mounds before coaxing her to sit in the chair.&nbsp; Another command is give, "Raise your feet please, Felicia."
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				Post by: <strong>Caedy</strong> on <strong>13-12-2008, 18:50:32</strong>
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				"I belong to you Theodore?" She tilted her head lightly, she'd draw her fingertips over the cuffs on her wrists, tongue teasing over plush tiers as he slid his fingertips over her breasts, eyes slipping closed a moment or two.&nbsp; She then settled in the chair where he wanted her, shift of form as she raised her feet for him.&nbsp; Tongue passed over those tiers a moment as she waited for him to do what he wanted to do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>13-12-2008, 19:23:06</strong>
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				He nods, "Yes, my dear lovely little creation, you are mine."<br><br>The anklets with their rings are in place within seconds and he coaxes her back to a standing position.&nbsp; He tilts her head back, with a hand gently around her throat and he kisses her, tasting the soft mouth.&nbsp; His other hand grops her firm bottom, before breaking contact.&nbsp; Another smile, this one secretive, "Alright, then.&nbsp; Let's get you fed, as it's near supper time and I am hungry."<br><br>And so, with the leash in hand and connecting them together by her throat, the eccentric scientist wanders across the room, through the long, empty hallway and into a dining room, dark and cozy lit by candles.&nbsp; Food has already been prepared and laid out, still steaming as if freshly cooked.&nbsp; He sits the naked girl down in a seat, and makes sure she knows how to use the utensils if necessary.
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				Post by: <strong>Caedy</strong> on <strong>13-12-2008, 20:00:48</strong>
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				She smiled and nodded her head as he led her from the den toward the dining room...the rings on the cuffs jingled with each step and she smiled as he settled her on the seat.&nbsp; She knew how to use the utensils and first took a sip of the wine in the glass, it was a deep red and she liked the flavor of it.&nbsp; She closed her eyes a moment and sank back into the chair just a bit, before taking a bite of the pasta dish before her.&nbsp; A soft little sigh of delight erupted from her at the taste of her first meal since creation and she looked up at him a moment between bites of the garlic sauced pasta and vegetables. <br><br>"Why did you create me Theodore?" She inquired, tongue gathering a few droplets of wine from plush tiers after her last sip of it. 
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				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>13-12-2008, 22:21:38</strong>
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				Theo sighs, and frowns as he drinks from his long stemmed glass, why do they always ask the hard questions.&nbsp; And how can he answer without sounding trite and foolish.&nbsp; Despite the reason being so.&nbsp; But it's his fault for wanting a 'real' woman, he supposes.<br><br>He leans back, his face darkening, "Why do you want to know, Felicia?"<br><br>The Lasanga, made to his tastes, with a thick meat sauce between the larger noodles and mixed with a three cheese sauce and topped with a layer of mozzarella.&nbsp; The large hands play with the food a bit, taking small bites, trying to think of a 'good' reason to for spending the last 7 million dollars on genetics, chemical compounds and a small solar power generator that has enough capacity to rival a small thermonuclear powerplant.
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				Post by: <strong>Caedy</strong> on <strong>13-12-2008, 22:32:43</strong>
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				She shifted in her seat, watching him a moment or two before she answered his inquiry.&nbsp; "I am merely curious, you do not have to answer if you do not wish.&nbsp; I had thought you'd merely wanted someone of your own design for companionship..." The thought was perhaps correct, but she wouldn't know such a thing.&nbsp; "I am sorry for asking." She said apologetically, before focusing on her attention back on the meal before her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>13-12-2008, 22:55:57</strong>
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				Once she nails the reason in a single shot, he coughs a bit before swallowing the bite.&nbsp; How did she figure that out?&nbsp; And decides that she should know, washing down the food with another swallow of wine, "Well, yes.&nbsp; That is the reason.&nbsp; Truth be told, I am sick and tired of having to deal with normal human beings, so I decided that the only way I was going to get a lover, was to make her myself, and train her to my tastes."<br><br>And creating her body took most of a year.&nbsp; Anyone can clone a basic form, but to get a naturally hairless body, save the head and thin eyebrows, requires some genome tweaking, as well as texture of skin.&nbsp; A human body is nothing like clay, each part has to be shaped, conformed and adapted.&nbsp; After all, muscles attach in a specific pattern.&nbsp; But then, his degrees in medical technologies, genetics and human biology helped here.<br><br>Dr. Veltenbrant continues to consume his treat and waits for her next query.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caedy</strong> on <strong>15-12-2008, 00:37:30</strong>
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				She shivered faintly, having been so right in her guess, but how had she known?&nbsp; It truly mattered not how she knew why she'd been brought here or not, what mattered is that she was here now and she was his as it should be.&nbsp; <br><br>She curled her legs beneath her, that lithe form fitting so nicely on the seat as she toyed with her food for a moment or two before she looked up at him.&nbsp; "Thank you."&nbsp; She murmured softly, that word of thanks was all, not another inquiry, simply that. 
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				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>15-12-2008, 00:49:21</strong>
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				The 'mad' scientist wonders if he can mold her tastes to his own, though.&nbsp; Last thing he wants is a obstinate bitch, or worse his ex, with her gold-digging ways.&nbsp; A bit of a personality, yes, but he is the Master, so his word must go.&nbsp; He motions at her, "Finish your supper, then we begin your lessons."<br><br>Controlling himself, eager to get started, he instead forces the fork to slowly come up, and to chew properly instead of wolfing down his meal.&nbsp; He drinks the wine to help keep down his meal and when he's done, the tall man walks up over to the nude girl, waits for her to finish herself, and then takes the leash into his hands once more.
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				Post by: <strong>Caedy</strong> on <strong>15-12-2008, 01:15:31</strong>
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				She finished her meal, pushing herself upwards as he took the leash into his hands she would brush crumbs from her form and look to him.<br><br>"What, Theodore, will you teach me first?" She inquired, as he'd said something about lessons.&nbsp; Tongue teased over those perfectly formed lips.&nbsp; All in all her body begged to be fucked, from curve of breast to flair of bell-shaped hips, she was a delight through and through and she was all his.
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				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>15-12-2008, 07:43:45</strong>
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				"Well, first," He speaks with confidence, although he can actually barely wait, "Is 'breaking you in'.&nbsp; I have to teach you the joy of sex, and then we move on to the next step."<br><br>Using the chain, he leads up a stairwell to several more rooms, finally he stops at his bedroom, opening the door, where manacles and leather cuffs are strewn about.&nbsp; A few whips, a device with wires attached to it, and a closet full of outfits.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caedy</strong> on <strong>15-12-2008, 11:13:30</strong>
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				She blinked as they entered that room...Eyes wide as she took in all the devices and things in that room.&nbsp; Was this what he had in mind for her? To teach her how to enjoy everything in this room...to...She looked up at him, there was a faint hint of nervousness within that glance, but she would trust him, he'd created her after all so this had to be something good didn't it?
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chris Brady</strong> on <strong>16-12-2008, 23:11:27</strong>
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				The tall doktor leads the girl to the large canopy styled bed, where some chains and hooks are attached at five points.&nbsp; The center of the head board, the upper and lower bedposts.&nbsp; He coaxes her to lay down on her back on the soft surface, the silk sheets bought for this express purpose.&nbsp; Taking her wrists he attaches them together and the board over her pretty raven haired head.&nbsp; Once helplessly bound, a hand is run across her firm and flattening chest.&nbsp; He licks the perky nipples, giving them a bite.<br><br>"Open your legs, Felicia," He instructs next, as the man starts to strip his own clothing off in preparation of her first 'lesson'.
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				Title: <strong>Re: To Create the Perfect Partner  (Chris Brady and Caedmon)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caedy</strong> on <strong>19-12-2008, 23:40:25</strong>
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				Felicia bit her bottom lip, chewing on the plush flesh in faint nervousness and soon she was secured to the bed, her arms locked above her head in the ring in the headboard.&nbsp; She shifted, shimmied her hips faintly against the silken sheets before she would do as he asked, watching as he drew off his clothes so that he was now as naked as she wondering just what her first lesson would include.
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