#clone sex

[secretmattshroom]

I'm so tired and sleepy, shitty writing

So um

Telling twice to make you a clone of shigaraki, telling him its super important, for villianry or whatever, ofc he believes you

Instead you just fuck the clone because you cant have the real one, leaving your door cracked open so anyone can walk past and see,

Ofc shigaraki himself walks past, confused, disgusted, turned on,

He watches until you destroy the thing, looking to the door and meeting his eyes, he runs away

[yesornopolls]

If someone doesn't want to have sex, but then you clone them and the clone does want to have sex with you, is the sex unethical?

If someone doesn't want to have sex, but then you clone them and the clone does want to have sex with you, is the sex unethical?

Yes

No

Voting ended onNov 22, 2025

[screamlet]

new fic: it's you, again

so this isn't NEW new, but it's de-anoned from @weewookinkmeme (link on dreamwidth) (as a fandom, let's get on that, please!!!)

bucktommy; 2k; explicit; complete

Tags: sci-fi au; future fic; clone sex; rough sex; age difference; past MCD

Notes:

For the prompt: Tommy is a rich older businessman whose husband died. He goes to some hand-wavey service to have one last night with his husband - so they recreate his younger body but can’t do the same with his personality. Cue a born yesterday, horny Buck who just wants to make his client/tommy happy. (link)

Summary:

Tommy Kinard, widower and multimillionaire, buys one more night with his husband. His dead husband. His dead husband's clone.

Excerpt:

Tonight Evan is 25 and Tommy knows from his own Evan that at this stage in life, he's never known clothes so fine, a room this rich and luxurious, or a man looking at him like he owns him, wants to devour him. Does own him. Will devour him.

[auroraboras]

At what point does it stop being selfcest because your identical copy has had enough independent life experiences to count as their own person? Asking for a friend.

[aziraphales-library]

Hello there—

I watched the movie “Companion” the other day and it sparked my aziracrow interest. Do you know if there’s any stories out there where one of them acquires a—for lack of a better word—sex bot, of the other for companionship?

🖤

Hi! In the world of Good Omens, with miracles and such, clones are more the thing, rather than sex bots. Here's a selection for you...

things that happened in the past (only happened in your mind) by mixtape740 (G)

In a bout of particularly intense yearning, Aziraphale attempted to clone Crowley. Unfortunately, Crowley was never meant to stay an angel. Clones are finicky like that. Only Crowley could hope to put it right, and he's not great at talking.

Five Sparrows for a Penny by MovesLikeBucky (E)

“I want to make you happy, Crowley,” Aziraphale says, reaching across the miles that separate the wingback from the bookshop sofa, prying one of Crowley’s hands from his face and caressing it gently, “Always and forever, on our own side. And, if this is a fantasy you have, then I want to be able to provide it for you.” Crowley coughs out a laugh, trying desperately not to cry as he takes Aziraphale’s hand in earnest, brings it to his lips and kisses the knuckles. “Also it does sound like a rather fun time, I must say.” Aziraphale says with a wiggle. “Angel, I swear to someone…” Crowley tries to regain his composure and pick his jaw up off the floor. -- Crowley has fantasies, Aziraphale is more than willing to oblige.

A sleight of hand by chamyl (E)

A cold drop of sweat ran down the back of his neck as Crowley opened the wardrobe right next to the one Aziraphale was hiding in. He dragged something heavy out of it and went back to the bed. Aziraphale adjusted his position to get a better view. Oh. He’d seen that thing before. ~~~ After their fight over holy water in 1862, Aziraphale goes to Crowley’s house to apologize. Instead, he ends up witnessing a very private moment. Two hundred years later, he confesses he didn’t exactly mind.

To Love a Demon (Or Two) by zerodaryls (E)

“You’ve been planning?” “Er, well… thinking. About the sorts of things I’d like to say to you. How I’d like to praise you, and the sorts of things I can do to make you feel good not only in the physical sense, but internally as well.”

Aziraphale asks Crowley to let him dote on him, to tell him how good he is–and to create a clone of the demon so that he can show him just how lovable he is.

Crowded by ShiverofSharks (E)

Aziraphale remembers a time he'd been involved in a threesome, and now that he's with Crowley, the idea isn't quite as appealing. That doens't mean he doesn't want multiple partners, though. As long as they're all Crowley, no harm done, right? -or- Crowley clones himself to give Aziraphale the gang bang he deserves.

can we log this in on letterboxd? by jackisdoinurmom (E)

That was him. Or more accurately, a clone of him. Another being made entirely of Aziraphale's miracles. That must have taken a lot. Make no mistake, miracles weren’t always easy to perform, and keeping one up for a long time could get tiring. The thought of Aziraphale, so needy, so desperate for him—so much that he conjured up another being that looked exactly like him just so they could make love—is too much for him to handle. or In which Crowley watches a video of him and Aziraphale fucking. Kinda. There are projectors involved.

- Mod D

[smokeyguro]

part two of me and you and me (Megumi's Inappropriate Use of Clones and Other Things)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Rating: E | No Archive Warnings Apply Fushiguro Megumi/Itadori Yuuji, Fushiguro Megumi/Fushiguro Megumi

It's the first week of April, and graduation is fast approaching. Megumi figures Yuuji deserves a graduation gift. Besides, it would be wrong to leave the dorms without one final, messy hurrah.

“Please,” Yuuji begs, voice cracking and broken and whiny while he squirms, already pulling at the restraints, “please, sit on my face, Megumi I— fuck, Meg, please, s’not enough, need you a-all over.” The clone is looking at him, too, wet tongue darting out over its lips before leaving its spot between Yuuji’s legs to lay on his left side, one hand still loosely wrapped around his dick while his hips jerk uselessly. Megumi grins, and climbs back into bed, cozying up to Yuuji’s free side so he can press a kiss to his boyfriend’s cheek and take that fat cock in hand as well, fingers dipping under the fabric of the boxer slit, lightly skimming over his balls to feel Yuuji jerk before giving the base a nice, firm squeeze. “You’re so sweet, Yuuji,” Megumi coos, kissing his cheek. “Such a polite boy, always saying please, but baby, I don’t think toys talk, do you?” He laughs at how quick Yuuji is to shake his head, mouthing an apology.

Language: English | Words: 7,261 | Chapters: 1/1

[therealmofamorus]

(Prompt, Original AU, Clone AU) Yang, how do you feel about Beiye, who was cloned from your severed, and her relationship with Jaune? I know it seems like looking into a screwed-up reflection.

SMACK~! SMACK~! SMACK~! SMACK~!

"The amount of anger and disgust I felt toward my clone is unimaginable," Yang replied in a deathly calm voice, her indigo eyes turned into a furious shade of red as she glared at the door to her team dorm.

SMACK~! SMACK~! SMACK~! SMACK~!

"Fuck me my Glorious Stud~! Fuck my tight pussy like the whore-doll I am~!" Shouted the guttural and lustful voice of Beiye Xiao Long from the inside of Team RWBY dorm.

SMACK~! SMACK~! SMACK~! SMACK~!

"I do know one thing. I am going to kill that fucking slut if I see Jaune and her jizz on my bedsheets" Yang clenched her fist so hard that she could feel her nails pierce the skin of her palm. Her rage was comparable to a erupting volcano.

[wickermayne]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

nsfw! Male Naruto Clone/Fem!Naruto

“Is this how you like it?”

Being world famous as a nineteen-year-old woman was a tough racket.

Naruto found herself dealing with unwanted attention from men across the lands, trying to court her, often because they were enamoured with the idea of her and sometimes because it would benefit them politically.

And some because they wanted to fuck and say they tapped a war hero.

Their advances were almost always unwanted…but occasionally they weren’t.

The only problem was, of the men she’d slept with, none of them had been able to satisfy her.  

And even worse than that, sleeping around a little bit had given Naruto a new appetite for sex.

That hunger was how she found herself in her current position.

Naked on her bed, lying on her back. Strong hands wrapped around her ankles, keeping her legs spread wide apart as a long, fat cock stroked in and out of her soaking cunt.

“Boss, ya ignorin’ me?” Her lover nearly sang, the tone of his voice a dark and throaty rasp. It massaged parts of her brain that Naruto didn't even know she could get turned on from and before she could answer, he delivered a vicious thrust, the tip kissing her depths and forcing out a needy moan from her lips.

“N-No, oh fuck, y-yeah that’s how I like it,” Naruto mumbled around a pleasure induced stutter, her eyes running over her partner’s sculpted abdominal muscles, twitching as he worked her over. Her eyes bounced up to his toned chest before settling on his smirking face.

Not quite a mirror image, though, even then, you'd guess they were twins — the clone’s features sharper and harder than her own, taller with more muscle. The image of masculinity that Naruto had been crafting since she’d been twelve years old, slight improvements until, in her opinion, he was perfection.

The sexiest man in existence, her Sexy Jutsu.

The fact that it was based on herself might have been a bit of narcissism, but Naruto had no care to analyze that when her clone’s cock had Naruto's eyes crossing over as he stretched her out with his delicious girth.

“That’s great, boss. You know I live to please. Now why don't you give me a little show and start playin' with that cute clit of yours? I bet that'd feel so good for you while I fuck your brains out."

Her clone had been growing a big head, but Naruto was so close to the precipice, her thighs hot and aching with the promise of release that she followed the clone’s command. Her hand slipping down to her throbbing clit, fingers circling it as her clone pounded her cunt like no one else possibly could, like he could take her desires from her brain and act it out to a tee.

Long, deep, purposeful thrusts that had his balls smacking against her. Naruto’s arousal coating the clone’s cock so much that the tanned skinned glistened when he pulled back.

“That’s a good fuckin’ girl,” the clone groaned, his blue eyes hooded with lust as he drank her expressions in. Like he, a minute thing, never wanted to forget this.

Gosh, this stupid clone really was growing a big head.

"Come for me boss. Let me feel you clench down on my cock, baby."

Oh well, a big head fit such a big cock, she supposed, a laugh caught on her lips, turning into a depraved moan as the weight of her clone's cock filled her. Naruto's eyes rolling to the back of her head as her cunt was finally satisfied.