Alyd in Tantra's Fairy Tales by ADALBERTO ATONDO SAINZ - HTML preview

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My friends wanted to spy on the clones. I'm their guy because I have the means to do it. I leave here and I have al the corporate and tech access for the task. The clones bath together after their shift is over. I invited over my friends this afternoon to play videogames and have a boys time together until Shifty, one of us, had this idea to spy on the naked clones. I am against it, not because i can get into trouble (my dad owns the place) but we have done it many times, it is a little boring for me now. But if the boys want it, the majority decides. We walked into the boys shower and from there we readied our hardware in the wal that divides boys from girls. Al of the clones are born around teenage into early adulthood, then they are disposed. They are grown up in wombs, they never have a childhood. I asked 6576, my personal security droid, to dril a hole in the wal .

“It is against the rules to destroy or alter any Zuma property … “

“Shut up,” I said.

Shifty took over and hacked him. I gave the order again. 6576 made a tiny laser cut less than a mil imeter wide in the wal . We introduced a camera through the hole. The images lit up on our E-Eyes and there they were al of them, naked of course, hiding behind the steam. They always have a hot shower for about an hour. Their reward for a hard shift. We introduced the camera deeper and deeper into the steam looking for bodies. We need to be careful since some years ago, we were having a blast during one of our first spies and suddenly a scream was heard because one of the girls thought the camera cable was something dangerous like a snake or something. Said girl, ZC0507, I wil never forget her registration number, ran away for help.

Tony, one of us grabbed her and dragged her into the boys bathroom where we were. We were forced to choke her. Of course Dad found out and some of his shareholder associates cleaned up the mess never to be spoken again. I turned on the steam filter and there they were. They don’t feel any shame, they are clones. This has been their way of life since birth. Their only right is to feel safe under the corporation’s wal s.

The boys used this time to jerk off. I don’t do it anymore, I limit myself to watching and waiting .

But I kept looking for one of them catched my attention. XYZ was tattooed on her shoulder. A blonde clone actual y taking care of herself. The way she moved her arms soaping her body as if she knew she was being watched. I quickly accessed Zuma’s database (in my E-Eyes) and searched for clone XYZ. It logged into grandmother’s chamber servers, located the conception womb and gave me al the information about her.