This choice: Focus on foot play. | Go Back Chapter 17: Enter the Roll Clone: Ver 2. (ID #393445) an addition by: NelsonJ ![View nelsonj's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author "Hehe, I think I'll play with my feet some more before I tickle myself into submission." Roll says, as she fiddles with her toes with her fingers.
However, it doesn't take long for Roll to get bored. "Hrum...you know, this isn't as much fun without someone to do it with..."
"Why don't I help, then?" asks a voice that sounds remarkably like Roll's. Roll peers between her feet to find a clone of herself standing in front of her feet.
"Don't be alarmed. Dr. Light designed me in the event you got bored with being by yourself." the clone explains.
Roll blinks. "I see."
The clone nods. "Also, to avoid you bing just like me, I can switch between personalities to suit your mood...and in this case, I think something intimate will do nicely." She says, while slipping off her shoes and socks. "By the way, you can call me Alt. Nice to meet you, Roll."
Alt takes a tank she grabbed on the way over and hooks it to herself and turns it on. Roll watches as Alt's feet grow until they're the same size as her own.
Alt gently smiles. "Now, let's get started, shall we?" she says as she sits down and places her feet down in front of Roll's and starts to use her toes to fiddle with Roll's.
Roll can't help but blush a little. "Oooooh...that feels nice, Alt..." she says. Despite her slight embarrassment, she figures it's only natural to do the same for Alt and starts using her free foot to play with Alt's own free foot.
"Ahhh, yeah...you've got it, Roll...mmm...now we keep this up for as long as we like..." Alt explains. Roll nods, and the two robot girls end up playing footsies with each other for the next 30 minutes.
Roll smiles coyly. "Mmm...I think I'm getting the hang of this...so why don't we make this more interesting?"
Alt grins. "I'm listening..." she says, their toes still squeezing between and thumping against each other. Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
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