Printed Dream
— Frank Cristiani —
Gary and Wyatt were the ultimate socially awkward duo. Both turning 20 in a few weeks, they spent their summer locked in the garage working on their secret project: a 3D printer capable of printing living cells, blood vessels, nerves, bone, and fully functional organs. It was Nobel Prize material… but to them it was just their horny summer hobby.
They had spent months drooling over Lila Evans, a stunning 19-year-old from their social feeds. Long silky chestnut hair that fell in soft waves, bright emerald-green eyes, full pouty lips, and a body built for sin, large perky breasts, tiny waist, wide hips, and smooth flawless skin.
They fed the computer dozens of her photos. After processing, a detailed 3D preview appeared on screen. She looked perfect.
They started the print.
For nearly two days the machine worked, layer by layer building blood vessels, veins, nerves, bone, and finally the last strand of her chestnut hair.
When it finished, the printer bed tilted her into an almost standing position. Her large breasts bounced gently before settling. Her chest rose and fell with steady breathing. The monitor showed a strong pulse.
But she didn’t move.
They called her name. Nothing.
Gary nervously reached out and poked her cheek. No reaction. Then he poked one of her tits. It jiggled back into place. He was reaching lower when Wyatt stopped him.
“Wait! Her immune system might be weak. We should clean ourselves first.”
Wyatt stripped off his wool sweater and stepped into the sealed decontamination shower.
High-pressure gas blasted him from every direction. When he came out he kicked off his socks and walked barefoot across the carpet toward her. He reached out to touch her lips.
A tiny static spark jumped between his fingertip and her mouth.
Wyatt collapsed to the floor.
Lila’s eyes snapped open.
“Ouch! Damn static!”
She froze. Her hands flew to her mouth in shock. She looked down at her hands… then at her breasts. “No fucking way!”
Gary stood frozen, half-worried about his friend on the floor and half mesmerized by the gorgeous naked woman now fondling her own tits and running her hands all over her new body.
“Dude, this is amazing!” she said in a soft, feminine voice, staring straight at Gary. Both hands slid between her legs. She spread herself wide. “Holy fuck… I have her pussy!” She started rubbing her clit, struggling at first to find it, then moaning loudly when she did. “Oh god… she feels… it’s so good!”
Gary recognized the way of speaking instantly.
“Wyatt?!”
“Mhm…” came the breathy reply as she bit her lip, still rubbing.
Gary stepped closer, confidence growing as he realized the body wasn’t Lila’s, it was his best friend. He joined in, hands exploring the soft curves, squeezing her breasts while Wyatt kept fingering herself.
Wyatt laughed breathlessly in Lila’s voice. “No way I’m letting you put that inside me, dude… I’m still a man!” But he didn’t stop Gary from touching him. When Gary started kissing his neck, shoulders, and the sensitive spot behind his ears, Wyatt’s legs parted on their own.
Gary’s hard cock pressed against Wyatt’s round ass. Wyatt moaned in ecstasy as Gary slowly pushed inside, stretching the velvet heat.
They moved together, Gary thrusting deep while Wyatt rubbed her clit, both lost in the overwhelming new sensations.
Hopefully another static shock would return Wyatt to his body… but right now there were plenty more “experiments” they needed to run.

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