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Clydeborg: The Six Million Dollar Ladies’ Man	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 3701 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Having looked for Clyde everywhere he could think of, both inside the house and in the front and back yards, Lincoln wasn’t sure where his friend could be. Was it possible that he’d gone home without telling Lincoln? That didn’t seem like something Clyde would do unless it was an emergency. Maybe Clyde had suddenly come down with something and rushed home.
Lincoln was already outside, and it had stopped raining a while ago, so he figured he might as well walk the few blocks to Clyde’s house and see if his friend was okay.
***
Luna had returned to her bedroom to wait for the effects of the chip to kick in, and she had not had long to wait. Barely a minute after she closed her door, she felt her purple, skull-emblazoned T-shirt grow tight around her chest. She looked in the mirror above her dresser and saw that indeed, her chest no longer resembled a vinyl LP; in fact, the amplitude of her boobs was growing by the second.
She quickly pulled the shirt off, fearing that either it would squeeze her to death or she would tear out of it like a superhero from one of Lincoln’s comics. Now, she was bare-chested, having never needed so much as a training bra up to now. That, she thought with eagerness, was about to change, big time.
She watched in the mirror as her breasts continued to grow. Their size had increased well into the cantaloupe range by the time Luna noticed a tightness around her hips. She looked down and saw that they, too, were expanding, growing wider and shapelier by the moment. She undid her belt and was about to shuck her skirt off, but she was a hair too slow; both the skirt and Luna’s purple panties were torn to pieces, unable to contain Luna’s newly magnificent hips and ass a moment longer. Only a few pieces of the shredded garments still clung to her body.
“Look at me,” she gasped at her reflection. “I’m in tatters!”
Moments later, the growth slowed to a stop. Luna slowly turned in front of the mirror, looking over her new body in detail. But she stopped when her eyes fell on her new ass, now wide and womanly.
“Whoa,” she breathed. “Baby got back.” Noticing that her new ass had a pleasing heart shape, she added, “I can’t wait to give Sam this valentine.”
She turned back around, now admiring her impressive chest.
“Once I get a new T-shirt that fits my hot new bod, I’m gonna have some purple mountains majesty!” she exclaimed. Then she scratched her head. “But what should I wear right now? Nothing I own is gonna fit me.” She ran her hands down over her wide hips and added, “Especially these dangerous curves.”
Then her eyes drifted to the door of the bedroom’s other closet, and Luna muttered, “But I know someone who’s got some nice baggy clown pants.”
***
Luan felt a strange sensation—a kind of prickling on the back of her neck, as though someone were violating the sanctity of her collection of clown costumes. But she dismissed the odd intuition as mere nerves. She couldn’t let anything distract her from the task at hand: getting Lisa’s machine to produce another one of those chips.
“If I can pull this off,” she said to herself, “The first thing I’ll do is invite Benny over for a little un-dress rehearsal. Hahaha!” Then she slapped a hand over her mouth, remembering that she didn’t want to give herself away.
Luan might not have been the computer whiz that Luna was, but her extensive practice as a mime had made her an expert at observing and imitating other people’s actions. So she went over to the keyboard and precisely mimicked the movements Luna had made with her hands, and the machine started up.
“Yes!” Luan said, pumping her fist.
Suddenly, Lynn Jr. appeared in the doorway. As usual, she was wearing her red athletic shorts and her white jersey with a prominent red number 1 on the front.
“I heard a victory cheer,” the young jock said. “What’s going on in here?”
Caught off guard, Luan reflexively ad libbed, “Oh, you know me: I’m always ‘cheery.’ Hahahaha!”
Lynn frowned. “Tell me what you’re doing in here, or I’ll use your whoopie cushion collection as targets for archery practice.”
Luan sighed. “Lisa’s machine makes special chips that give you a hot grown-up body after you swallow one.”
Lynn looked schemingly pensive. “Grown-up body, huh? All right, make me a chip.”
“Really?” Luan replied. “Since when do you care about being hot? I thought you were only interested in scoring goals.”
“Hey, if this thing will make me better, stronger, and faster, then I want in.”
“Well then,” Luan said, starting up the machine again, “I guess we’ll let the chips fall where they may. Hahahaha!”
***
Lori was panting and sweating as she lay in her bed, and she had never been happier to be doing so. Clyde had fucked her to five glorious climaxes and had three of his own, shooting huge quantities of semen straight into her eager womb each time. And he was showing no sign of fatigue.
“Baby,” Clyde said, the embodiment of confidence and machismo, “that was fantastic.”
He got up from the bed and, displaying substantially more strength than Lori could ever have expected from any eleven-year-old—let alone Clyde—he scooped her up in his arms.
“Want to try it against the wall?” he asked.
“I wanna try it every way there is,” Lori gasped.
Clyde maneuvered them so that Lori’s back was against the wall. Lori wrapped her long legs loosely around his waist; then, when Clyde positioned his big bull-cock at her entrance, her legs tightened their hold, pulling Clyde to her and forcing his cock deep inside. They both moaned.
***
Luna was picking up her phone to call Sam, wanting to arrange a get-together so Luna could surprise her blonde girlfriend with her rockin’ new bod. Then Luna’s dark brows lowered, and the girl sniffed the air.
“What is that?” she asked herself out loud.
Whatever the scent was, Luna found it utterly compelling. So much so that the next thing she knew, she had left her room and was walking slowly down the hall, trying to find the source.
It didn’t take long to find, because the smell was clearly coming from Lori and Leni’s room. As was a steady series of grunts and moans that sounded almost animal.
The urge that had led Luna to Lori and Leni’s bedroom door now amplified to a visceral, feral need. So rather than knocking, Luna pushed on the door. And when the door didn’t yield, Luna kicked it open, surprising herself with her own strength as the privacy lock shattered explosively. It seemed that the chip had enhanced more than just her figure.
***
Lisa was furiously typing notes as she stared at both the view through Clyde’s eyes and the data that were scrolling rapidly upward in the bottom right corner of the screen. According to those data and the loud grunt that Clyde had just made, the boy had just inseminated Lori for the fourth time.
The image on the screen shifted suddenly when Clyde turned his head in response to the banging sound of Lori’s bedroom door flying open and striking the wall. Luna stood in the doorway, panting with obvious lust. The moment Lisa saw Luna’s substantial bust and the width of her hips in her borrowed white pants with red polka dots, the young science prodigy knew exactly what her third-eldest sibling had done.
But as potentially disastrous as this development was, it also presented the chance to answer a question that Lisa hadn’t previously considered. She’d been so focused on determining how a chipped individual would interact with a non-chipped potential mate that she had never thought to wonder what would happen in an encounter between a chipped male and a chipped female. But even as the question arose in her mind, the words that now appeared on her laptop began to answer it.
HYPER-FERTILE FEMALE DETECTED
PREPARING FOR INSEMINATION
Luna looked at Clyde’s chiseled body and big, erect cock with awe. Awe that quickly grew into all-consuming lust.
Typing rapidly, Lisa brought up a split-screen view that showed her the scene through both Clyde and Luna’s eyes. The words that appeared at the bottom of Luna’s field of view read,
OPTIMAL MATE IDENTIFIED
MAXIMIZING SEXUAL RECEPTIVITY
“Clyde,” Luna said, her voice a bestial growl, “fuck me.”
Clyde abruptly stepped away from the wall to face Luna—dropping Lori in the process. She screamed and hit the floor with a thud.
“Clyde!” Lori cried. “What the actual hell?!”
Clyde didn’t seem to hear Lori, because he had rushed at Luna and was now savagely tearing the clothes from her body, revealing her huge, freckle-topped breasts and her curvaceous hips, which were easily twice the width of her waist. Luna, meanwhile, had seized Clyde’s cock and was massaging it vigorously, desperate to make it hard again so she could put it inside her.
***
By this time, Luan and Lynn had swallowed their chips and were about to head to their rooms to prepare for the coming changes. But when they stepped out into the hall, Leni spotted them and came right over to them.
“Hey guys!” she said brightly. “What were you doing in Lisa’s room? Were you playing some kind of secret game, like Lori and Clyde?”
Lynn knew she should hurry back to her room, but curiosity overcame her.
“What kind of secret game?” the thirteen-year-old uber-jock asked.
“I don’t know, exactly,” Leni replied, “but they’re locked in me and Lori’s room, and they’re making a lot of noise. I guess it’s some kind of sport.”
“If Hide the Salami is a sport, then yeah,” Luan replied with a grin.
Leni was about to ask what lunch meat had to do with anything when, to her astonishment, both Luan and Lynn’s chests began to expand before her eyes.
“Whoa, are you guys having puberty?” Leni gasped. “Mine took way longer than that!”
“Sorry, gotta go!” Lynn shouted.
She dashed past Leni, zipped down the hall and into the bathroom, and slammed the door behind her. Luan tried to flee, as well, but Leni moved in front of her.
“Wait!” she cried, pointing at Luan’s burgeoning chest. “How are you getting such big ones? I want some more puberty, too!”
“Okay, fine, but we have to hurry,” Luan said. Glancing down at her still-growing boobs, she added, “I think I’m about to blow my top!”
***
The moment he had ripped every scrap of clown-clothing off Luna and fully exposed her magnificent body, Clyde picked her up and threw her onto Leni’s bed, then leaped on top of her. Luna, panting like an animal, spread her newly thick thighs wide and squirmed beneath Clyde, shifting her position until she could feel the heat of his genitals on hers. Clyde could feel Luna’s heat, too, so he wasted no time seizing his thick cock by its base, pushing the head between Luna’s cunt-folds, and shoving it in hard.
“HuuuaaaaaAAAH!” Luna screamed. Then, immediately, she grabbed Clyde’s muscular ass with both hands and started thrusting her hips violently against his, helping him fuck her with brutal force.
Lori, stunned into stillness, could do nothing but watch. What had happened to Luna? Was it the same thing that had transformed Clyde?
Lori’s instinct was to pull Clyde off of Luna and reclaim him for herself. But Lori knew she couldn’t compete with her newly enhanced sister, either physically or sexually.
So Lori stormed out her bedroom door, and immediately ran into Luan, Lynn, and, behind them, Leni. To Lori’s surprise, the two girls in front were completely naked, and they now had the same sort of huge breasts, tight abs, broad hips, and shapely legs that Luna had somehow acquired. Leni, meanwhile, was using her newfound muscular strength to tear her own dress apart at the seams to escape its confines as her body, too, grew absurdly womanly.
“What is happening?” Lori cried, then fled downstairs.
Clyde, meanwhile, was fucking Luna like a man possessed. Previously, Lori had been the sole focus of his thoughts and feelings, but Luna’s magnificent body and powerful desire to get fucked by him constituted an offer that Clyde couldn’t refuse. The way she panted in his ear, the way she was fucking him every bit as savagely as he was fucking her, and the feel of her lush body beneath him were overpowering.
“Ah!” he cried. “Ah! AH! AAAAAAHHHH!”
His climax felt every bit as powerful as those he’d had with Lori, and the load he was shooting deep into Luna felt every bit as large. Luna screamed like a banshee and thrashed wildly beneath Clyde as she came, too.
Clyde was still lying on top of Luna, catching his breath, when he looked up and saw three more naked, absurdly shapely Loud girls looking back at him from just inside the doorway.
The view on Lisa’s computer screen was now split five ways, but she could still read the text in the bottom corner of Clyde’s window.
MULTIPLE HYPER-FERTILE FEMALES DETECTED
MAXIMIZING SPERM PRODUCTION
MAXIMIZING LIBIDO
“Oh, my,” Lisa murmured, her face illuminated only by her computer screen and her voice making a slight metallic echo off the walls of the air duct in which she had ensconced herself. “This will be quite the tesht of the chip’s capacity for reproductive enhancement.”
Clyde’s whole body felt as hot as an active volcano, and his cock was already growing painfully hard again. His eyes locked onto Luan, who was at the front of the group at the doorway, and her lush, big-breasted, wide-hipped body looked like an oasis at which he could quench his desperate thirst for sex.
He leaped off of Luna, ran at Luan, and seized her in his arms, kissing her madly. The moment she wrapped her shapely legs around his waist, he carried her to the nearest wall and pressed her back against it while he positioned his aching-hard cock between the mature, womanly folds of her shining-wet pussy. Then he thrust in, and they both screamed with pleasure.
“Hey!” Lynn snarled. “I wanted to go first!”
She was just about to grab Clyde’s shoulder and try to pull him off of Luan and onto her when Leni stopped her.
“Wait,” she said, her voice raspy with lust. “Let’s make love, not war. Like this.”
Leni dropped to her knees behind Clyde and started licking his heavy balls even as he continued fucking Luan. As a result, the boy started pumping the teenage comedienne even harder.
“Right,” Lynn said, dropping to her knees next to Leni. “If we make him cum sooner, we get our turn sooner!”
She began tonguing Clyde’s balls as energetically as Leni was. Clyde, awash with intense sexual need, plowed Luan harder and harder. Luan was gasping, panting, and moaning as Clyde’s big cock plunged into her over and over, giving her sexual pleasure like nothing she had ever experienced.
Clyde could actually feel the mass of hot liquid seed building up rapidly inside him. And his urge to release it, to pump it deep into Luan’s open, willing, fertile body, was growing just as quickly. And he was beyond the point where he could even articulate this in words.
“Uh!” he shouted. “Uh! Uh! UUUUUUHHHHH!”
Luan felt the flood of hot semen shooting up into her womb and screamed “YEEEAAAAAAH!” as she came hard, her powerful arms and legs gripping Clyde’s body as if to shove the whole of him inside her as she came.
Practically the moment Luan relaxed her grip on Clyde, Lynn grabbed Clyde’s face and kissed him fiercely even while his cock remained buried in Luan. Soon, though, Lynn pulled Clyde away from Luan, whom Leni caught before Luan could fall to the floor.
Lynn half-tackled Clyde onto the rug. Then she grabbed Clyde’s cock and, heedless of its thick coating of semen and Luan’s natural lube, stuffed as much of it into her mouth as she could and sucked it until it grew hard again. Lynn didn’t know where she’d gotten the idea to do this, but given how well it worked, she didn’t much care.
Lynn then got on top of Clyde and put her hands on his muscular chest for balance as she raised herself up. Having already done cowgirl with Lori, Clyde understood Lynn’s plan and held his cock up for her as she impaled her eager love-tunnel on it to the hilt.
“Ahhhhhhhh…” she moaned.
***
Lola and Lana peered out the barely open door of their shared bedroom, their twin blonde heads stacked like faces on a miniature totem pole. Lola had been spying on the bizarre goings-on out in the hall for some time, and she had finally convinced Lana to join her just as Luan, Lynn, and Leni passed by their door.
“Did you see those girls?” Lola exclaimed after the three went into Lori’s and Leni’s room. “Those boobs, those butts? They’re monsters of hotness! How is that possible?”
“Yeah, that was weird,” Lana replied.
“Well,” Lola said, “whatever they’re up to, I want in! Come on!”
Lola grabbed Lana’s hand, and they went in the direction from which their three sisters had come. Lola noticed the open bedroom door at the end of the hall.
“Lisa’s room. Of course!” Lola exclaimed.
“What’s going on?” Lucy asked, startling both twins as she suddenly appeared in the doorway of her and Lynn’s room.
Lola composed herself and said, “Some of the girls look like super-hot women now.”
“Big boobs, big butts, the works,” Lana elaborated.
“We wanna find out how they did it,” Lola concluded.
“Yeah,” Lana agreed. “If it’ll make me look grown up, maybe I can finally get my general contractor’s license!”
Lucy looked intrigued and replied, “And I could have cleavage like my favorite TV host: Velmira, Mistress of the Obscure.”
The three girls went into Lisa’s room, which was dominated by the 3D printer.
“They must have used this gizmo to do it,” Lola said as she strode over to its keyboard. Hitting keys at random, she snarled, “How do we turn it on?”
“I don’t know a lot about computers,” Lucy said, stepping up next to Lola in front of the keyboard, “but if the other girls used it three times in a row, they probably just copied and pasted the commands.”
Lucy typed CTRL+V, and a string of code appeared on the command line. Then Lucy hit ENTER, and the machine whirred to life.
***
Lincoln walked up to the front door of Clyde’s house and rang the bell. Both of Clyde’s dads answered the door.
“Hi, Mr. McBride. Hi, Mr. McBride,” Lincoln said to one man and then the other. “Is Clyde here?”
Hefty, Black Harold McBride looked at Lincoln with puzzlement. “We thought he was at your house.”
“Well, he was,” Lincoln replied, “but now I can’t find him. I thought maybe he came back here.”
Skinny, White Howard McBride clutched his husband’s arm and cried, “Harold, our little boy is missing!”
Lincoln could have kicked himself. He’d been so busy trying to think of where Clyde might be that he hadn’t even thought about how Clyde’s dads—Howard McBride especially—would react if Lincoln told them that he didn’t know where Clyde was.
“Keep calm, Howie,” Harold said, “I’m sure there’s a perfectly reasonable explanation. Lincoln, where did you last see Clyde?”
Lincoln explained that they had been gaming, and that Clyde had gone upstairs to the bathroom but had not come down again. Lincoln also said that he had searched the entire house and yard and had come up empty.
“All right, then,” Harold said. “We’ll all just hop in the car and drive around the neighborhood to look for him.”
“Shouldn’t we call the police?” Howard replied, his voice quavering.
“Howie,” Harold said in a warning tone, “if we cry wolf even one more time, 9-1-1 is going to put us on their ‘flagged callers’ list. Do you really want to have to move to another county…again?”
***
Through multiple pairs of eyes, Lisa observed Clyde squeeze his eyes shut and grunt loudly as he shot a prodigious load of cum up into Lynn’s fertile womb. Thanks to the chip, Luna, Luan, Lynn, and Leni would all have begun ovulating the moment they caught a whiff of Clyde’s uber-masculine pheromones, so millions of Clyde’s sperm were now racing one another inside four different female bodies to fertilize the egg that awaited them. Lisa supposed she would have to do something about that. Eventually.
While Lisa hadn’t expected any of this to happen, none of the results she had observed thus far were especially surprising. The adaptation chip was performing exactly as intended, even in a species it wasn’t designed for.
But what happened next surprised Lisa greatly. Through the eyes of Lynn, who had just gotten up from the floor and was playing with her clit as she awaited her next turn with Clyde, Lisa saw three more girls arrive in the doorway of Lori and Leni’s room.
Lucy, Lola, and Lana were all readily recognizable—but only from the neck up, because all three were buck naked and had become nearly as busty and wide-hipped as their chip-augmented elder sisters. Even though the three younger girls had each grown a couple of inches taller, the enhancements to their chests, hips, and asses looked absurd on their still relatively small frames.
This was a fascinating result. Lisa had designed the chip for animals that had reached sexual maturity; she hadn’t yet begun to program the chip to help preadolescent animals to survive. But it seemed that the adaptation chip was itself adapting, using its machine-learning algorithms to apply its programming even to animals—human ones, in this case—whose state of physiologic development was outside the parameters for which the chip had been designed.
But there was a whole other aspect to Lisa’s fascination with this new development. The truth was that as objective and rational and appropriately scientific as Lisa had tried to be up to this point, watching Clyde with Lori and then Luna and then the three other teenage Loud sisters had stirred up something primal in Lisa, something she hadn’t even expected own her preadolescent mind—which she had thought was blessedly free of the hormones that soaked and addled the brains of her teenage sisters—to be capable of experiencing. What Lisa was witnessing wasn’t just fascinating; it was arousing. Deeply arousing. And it only became more so when Clyde came inside Leni and then turned his attention to the three new girls.
Lisa concluded that she needed to try the chip on herself. But first, she would need to set a limit on the system, because this situation would soon become untenable otherwise. And once she swallowed the chip, Lisa knew that even her own judgment would no longer be trustworthy.
***
The part of Clyde’s brain that was still capable of thinking like his old self couldn’t even begin to process what was happening, including the things he himself was doing. As recently as that morning, Clyde had been looking forward to the day when he might kiss a girl on the lips. Now he’d had full-on intercourse with four girls, and he was hard at it with a fifth. Lola had her legs—with their newly thick, shapely thighs—high in the air, and the girl was panting and moaning like a wild animal as she fucked her womanly hips against Clyde’s.
Lola was literally ecstatic. Not only was her hot new body everything she could have hoped for—the anticipation of buying all new clothes to fit her curvaceous physique thrilled her—but fucking Clyde was incredible. She’d always expected that being attractive and popular would earn her a string of handsome, attentive boyfriends in the coming years, such that she would start her sex life relatively early, but not this early. And she’d definitely never expected sex to feel so good. She wanted to do this every day for the rest of her life. And if Clyde was too busy with the other girls, perhaps Lola could convince her crush, Winston, to swallow one of Lisa’s chips. Then Lola could look forward to throwing her legs into the air and screaming with ecstasy as much as she liked.
***
Lori, having taken several minutes to collect herself, now got up from the living room sofa with a resolute look in her eye. Because Lori had realized that whatever was going on, Lisa would probably be able to explain it. In fact, it seemed more than likely that Lisa was directly responsible for it.
So Lori marched back up the stairs and into Lisa’s room—just in time to see a rope ladder drop down from the open vent near the ceiling. Lisa clambered down.
“Lisa! What in the world is going on around here?” Lori demanded. “And why are you crawling around in the vents?”
Lisa decided to answer the easier question first. “I required greater proximity to the inadvertent subjectsh of my adaptation chip trial.”
“Is this trial of yours why our sisters are freaks of nature now?”
“Nature plus certain enhancementsh, yes,” Lisa replied.
“Well I want some ‘enhancements,’ too!” Lori demanded. “Those girls can’t just steal my Clyde away from me!” She blinked and added, “As insane as that sounds.”
“As long as you agree to allow me a turn with our enhanced Clyde, then I will manufacture a chip for you as well as one for myself.”
“Okay, fine, just do it already!”
Lisa went over to the 3D printer and entered the necessary series of commands twice. Before long, one chip and then another fell into the tray. Lisa scooped them both out and handed one to Lori.
“You have merely to ingesht this,” Lisa said, “and-”
Lori swallowed the chip before Lisa could even finish her sentence. Then Lori started stripping off her clothes.
“Ah, a wise precaution,” Lisa said.
By the time Lori got her tank top off, her breasts were already growing rapidly. And by the time she managed to unhook her bra, the elastic had stretched so tight that the bra shot across the room and wrapped itself around one of the wooden bars of Lily’s crib.
“This is amazing!” Lori shouted as she looked down at her burgeoning body. “Can you imagine what I’m going to look like in a bikini? Bobby’s going to love- I mean, Clyde’s going to- I mean-”
Lori froze in place as the image of Clyde—buff, virile, massively hung Clyde—filled her consciousness. He was her perfect mate, capable of impregnating her with perfect children, and so Lori needed to be certain to mate with him again, and again, and again.
Lisa, meanwhile, marveled at her new, super-pubescent body. Her chest, once flat and narrow, now had a layer of muscle beneath a pair of breasts that, although ridiculously large on Lisa’s small body, filled the young prodigy with joy. She found herself throwing her arms around them and hugging them like a pair of beloved plushies. Lori had lifted her gaze from her own body just in time to see this, and she raised one blonde eyebrow at Lisa.
“Perhaps this sheems uncharacteristic of me,” Lisa said, “but I have always hoped that by the completion of my adolescence, I would be gifted with sushtantial mammary glands. Not because I place great value on physical attractiveness, but because of the sensual and erotic pleasure that I believe they would bring.”
Slowly, she ran her hands down over the top curves of her breasts, then brushed her fingertips over her thick pink nipples.
“Oh, yes,” she sighed. “The sensation is everything I hypothesized…”
“Well, now that you’ve made good on your part of the deal,” Lori said, “let’s go fuck Clyde. Unless you want to stay here and play with your boobs all day.”
“Much as I would like to spend some quality time with my delightful new protuberances,” Lisa replied, “I am even more intereshted in the subjective experience of engaging in sexual congress with a chip-augmented male. Let us proceed to your room.”
***
“All right, we’ve checked the park, the school, the public library, the arcade, and We Speak Antique,” Harold McBride said. “Where else could Clyde be?”
“Well,” Lincoln replied, “maybe he went back to my house. Or maybe he never left, and he just went somewhere weird where I wouldn’t think to look for him, like the basement.”
“Oh my goodness,” Howard said, fanning his face with his hand. “He could be trapped under a fallen ladder! Or a pile of paint cans! Or cheesy second-rate Christmas decorations!” The man slapped his hand over his mouth for a moment before looking back at Lincoln and saying, “Sorry, Lincoln. I can get mean when I’m worried about Clyde.”
“It’s okay, we know they’re cheesy,” Lincoln replied.
Harold put the car in gear, and they headed for Lincoln’s house.
***
In Lori and Leni’s room, Clyde had just finished pumping another immense load of semen into another Loud sister—in this case, Lucy, who now lay on the floor in a stupor with her legs splayed and semen oozing copiously from her gaping pussy and down her pale thighs. Lana, who lay next to Lucy in a similar state, put her hands on her own huge breasts and dazedly said, “My new headlights are awesome…”
“It sheems we have arrived at an opportune moment,” Lisa said to Lori. Then, with a lascivious smile on her face, the young genius approached Clyde.
“I require a shample of your reproductive DNA,” Lisa said. Her smile became feral as she added, “Albeit not for study.”
Clyde was well beyond being able to decide whether to accept Lisa’s request. He simply grabbed the young girl and kissed her deeply as he fondled her big breasts, which made Lisa moan into his mouth.
It didn’t take more than a minute of that before Lisa took a controlled backward fall onto the rug, pulling Clyde down on top of her such that his hips landed squarely between Lisa’s thick, wide-open thighs.
***
“Um,” Lincoln said as he and Clyde’s dads came in the front door of the Loud residence, “How about I re-check the upstairs while you look in the basement? The basement’s…not my favorite place.”
“That’s fine, Lincoln,” Harold replied. “Give us a shout if you find him.”
Lincoln headed upstairs. Lori and Leni’s bedroom door was open now, and he heard sounds coming from that direction, so he decided to check there first.
***
Lisa’s laptop was now sitting unattended in the young scientist’s room. Ten separate windows were open on the screen, each showing the same scene from a different chipped person’s viewpoint.
“YES!” Lisa was screaming as Clyde squeezed her big breasts in his hands and shot his load into her fertile womb. New text appeared in the window that showed the view through Lisa’s eyes.
TIME LIMIT REACHED
INITIATING TERMINATION PROTOCOL
***
Having just heard a shout from Lori and Leni’s room, Lincoln rushed to the doorway—where he stood with his mouth agape at the sight of Clyde and nine of Lincoln’s sisters lying unconscious around the room. Unconscious, messy, and naked. What was more, their bodies seemed to have been transformed, looking much more adult than they had mere hours ago.
But even Lincoln as watched, the transformation seemed to be undoing itself. Everyone in the room was becoming smaller and skinnier by the moment.
“Lincoln, having any luck up there?” Harold McBride shouted from downstairs. “Howie’s not finding anything in the basement.”
“Nothing but a year’s worth of dirty laundry!” Howard McBride called faintly.
Suddenly terrified of how the McBrides would react to finding their son and Lincoln’s sisters in the state, Lincoln shouted, “Um, no, nothing up here!”
Just then, he saw Clyde stir, then sit up. The girls began to do the same.
“What…What happened?” Clyde asked. “Why am I so thirsty?”
He looked around, and his eyes bugged out at the nude girls around him.
“Why are you all naked?!” he exclaimed. Then he looked down at himself. “And why am I naked?!”
Clyde leaped to his feet, snatched up his discarded clothing, and bolted for the bathroom. The other girls took off running for their own rooms, stampeding past Lincoln, and Lori slammed the door in his face.
Half an hour later, Clyde had gone home with his parents, and all the girls had cleaned up and dressed. None of them seemed to remember precisely what had happened after they swallowed Lisa’s chip, but all had contributed to an elaborate lie about where Clyde had been the whole time, thus keeping the boy out of trouble with his dads.
“So,” Lincoln said with an accusatory look at Lisa, who was on her laptop in her room, “did all this have something to do with that big grant you got?”
“I’m afraid the grant has been rescinded,” Lisa replied. “The funding agreement shtipulates that all of my raw data be placed on a server accessible to the scientific community at large, but uploading my findings there seemed…unwise.”
“So does somebody else get the award now?” Lincoln asked.
Lisa sighed, then turned her laptop screen to face Lincoln. The footline of the video on the Global Science News Today webpage read, “Dr. Ludmilla Van Houser Receives Surprise Research Award.”
“My groundbreaking neuromodulator implant will help animals survive in the wild by making them more intelligent,” Dr. Van Houser was saying. “We’re already in trials with rhesus monkeys, and- Hey!” she shouted as a monkey landed on her shoulder, snatched her smartphone out of her lab coat’s breast pocket, and leaped away again. “Come back with that! How did you get out of your cage? No, stop posting pictures of your butt on my Swiftypic account!”
Just then, Clyde’s voice came over Lincoln’s walkie-talkie.
“Lincoln, you got your ears on?”
Lincoln put the walkie-talkie to his ear and answered, “Um, yeah, I’m here.”
“I was just wondering…What the heck did we do all afternoon? I remember playing one round of Extreme Anglers 4, but after that, it’s all a blur.”
Lincoln wished his memory of events were equally poor. He glanced at Lisa’s screen before he replied.
“We just monkeyed around.”
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Many thanks to Jomahawk for beta reading!
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Readers of my previous Loud House fanfics may have noticed that Clyde doesn’t figure heavily into any of them. This is mainly because I always seem to have to get Clyde out of the way so that he can’t witness any of Lincoln’s taboo sexual antics (especially those involving Lori). After writing several such stories, I finally decided that Clyde needed a share of the spotlight, and I was inspired to write this Clyde-centric tale.
The story’s title is a reference to Cyborg: The Six Million Dollar Man—the title of the Martin Caiden novel that inspired the popular 1970s TV shows The Six Million Dollar Man and The Bionic Woman. Those were my favorite shows when I was little.
The lines “She’s breaking up, she’s breaking up, she’s breaking-!” and “Better, stronger, faster” are both from The Six Million Dollar Man’s title sequence.
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