A Genetic Request
Ruya pulled her phone from her pocket, glanced at the date, and spoke. “By the way, when are we heading back to Earth?”
“I still have things to take care of, so it’ll take some time.”
“Good thing I told everyone it might be a while. Still, let’s try to meet up as soon as we can. They all miss you.”
“I’ll wrap things up as quickly as possible.”
“Just don’t rush and make mistakes. Everyone has their own circumstances, so they’ll understand if it takes longer.”
“Understood.”
While Ruya found ways to enjoy herself, I slipped into the mental space from time to time to help Elsa nurture the new AI sister she had created. I also visited the Ork Kingdom, reunited with my now much larger daughter Sahadi, and returned to steadily delegate the authority I needed. When the time came to produce the bioroid, I discussed the body that would become my sister’s with Elsa inside the mental space.
“What my sister wants is a strong, resilient body.”
“She prefers running around to reading books, so that makes sense.”
“I still don’t know how an AI like us, who values knowledge above all, ended up with a child like her, but her will is firm, so there’s no helping it. Please create a body that maximizes physical ability within the limits of the human species.”
“Hmm… This will need to be based on someone else’s genes rather than mine. Honestly, my genes aren’t particularly strong physically.”
No matter how you combine other genes, if the base genes aren’t excellent, you’ll hit a wall quickly. In that sense, my original Elisha’s genes had high intellectual limits but low physical ones. Hmm… Genes similar to humans but with superior physical ability… Ah, there’s a perfect candidate right beside me.
“Using Ruya’s genes as the base might work well. What do you think?”
“That elf? An elf would certainly produce an outstanding body, but are you sure?”
“If I ask nicely, she’ll probably provide her genes.”
“True, she was your slave. Very well. Please proceed that way.”
“Got it. I’ll be back soon.”
After finishing the discussion with Elsa, I returned from the mental space to find Ruya watching a mare race broadcast while eating cake.
“Ah! How could you go in there like that! You have to beat Yuzteri this time!”
“Is the race fun?”
“Oh, you’re back? It’s really exciting. Watching the mares run is much more pleasing than actual horse racing on Earth.”
Recently, high-speed races featuring only mares, with the carriages removed entirely, had gained popularity. These new races were far more thrilling than traditional carriage races, where the heavy vehicles forced competitors to moderate their speed.
A quick glance at the screen showed Yuzteri and Jerua neck-and-neck in the lead. Amid the roaring cheers, the intense race ended when another mare surged from the inside and won after the two frontrunners briefly lost focus during their rivalry.
“No! Why did they give up that opening! Rivalry is fine, but they need to watch the other mares too!”
“That mare simply seized the momentary gap. She conserved her strength by following steadily, then exploded forward in that instant to overtake them.”
The broadcast commentator offered the same analysis, praising the victorious mare. She was from Kenths’ First Stable, known for crafting victory through meticulous strategy and systematic training.
“Tch, I bet on Jerua thinking she’d finally win this time.”
“Jerua lacks stamina for long-distance races. Her win rate is higher in middle and short distances, especially sprints, so it’s better to aim for those.”
“That’s not it. Even if it’s not her specialty, her grit and competitive spirit to beat her rival are what make her cool. I bet because I wanted to cheer for her.”
“I see…”
Ruya sliced her cake with a fork, speaking with enthusiasm. She had grown increasingly absorbed in mare racing lately, to the point of having a favorite to root for.
“More importantly, I have something to ask.”
“What is it?”
“I need your genes to create my sister’s body. Could you provide them?”
“Huh? What do you mean?”
I briefly explained the bioroid creation process to Ruya. After hearing that the body would be produced through genetic manipulation, she frowned.
“So you’re saying you’ll combine my genes with some unknown man’s, fertilize an egg, and grow the child in a womb?”
“Yes.”
“That’s basically being a surrogate… No, using an unknown man’s genes to fertilize is a bit…”
“I really need your genes. Please.”
Seeing my earnest expression, Ruya pondered with a troubled face before finally nodding.
“How could I refuse a request from my master? You can use my genes.”
“Thank you, Ruya. I’ll collect them right away.”
I immediately extended my succubus tail, stripped off Ruya’s pants and underwear, and inserted it into her already moistened sex. Thanks to the Yin Brand, her constantly wet folds accepted the tail smoothly, guiding it all the way to her womb. I slipped the tail into her latex womb and moved toward her ovaries, injecting ovulation-inducing substances and vital energy to stimulate egg production while leaving the ovarian parasite attached to her healthy ovary untouched.
After a short wait, the eggs that had formed and ovulated one after another were carefully collected and safely extracted.
“Ahn~”
“I’ve collected them all. Thank you for your hard work.”
“Make good use of them.”
“Of course. They’re your precious eggs, after all.”
While Ruya touched her lower abdomen and made her request, I answered and immediately inserted the tail, now withdrawn from her sex, into my own, releasing the collected eggs into my womb. As I sorted the eggs by grade using Abaddon tentacles, Las, who had appeared at some point, showed curiosity. However, it wasn’t the eggs that interested it—it reacted with delight upon contacting the latex womb secretions Ruya had left on my succubus tail. It seemed overjoyed to confirm that the secretions belonged to a split-off member of its own kind.
While playing with Las as it rubbed against my tail, I continued sorting. The eggs produced by Ruya’s ovaries, rejuvenated through age reversal, were all in excellent condition and of high grade. After safely preserving Ruya’s eggs, I organized them to one side, then returned my consciousness from the womb, opened my eyes, and spoke.
“The quality of the eggs is all excellent. I’ll make good use of them. Thank you.”
“Hehe~ Thinking that a child inheriting my genes will be born using my master’s womb feels strangely ticklish. It seemed odd at first, but the more I think about it, the more I like it.”
“As thanks, I’ll give you a lifetime pass to the special viewing seats at the racetrack. Watching in person will be much more fun than on screen. Food and drinks are all free, so enjoy as much as you like.”
“Really? Thank you!”
Ruya was overjoyed at my gift, clearly loving the races that much. Using the elf genes Ruya had provided as the base, I combined them with the genes of various males I had collected so far. I incorporated a touch of Dahgon’s genes into those related to muscle, and combined many other male genes to create the fertilized egg. Then, for efficient bioroid production, it was mounted alongside other production units in the production chamber of Elisa’s bioroid factory.
This was the bioroid production factory, where production units hung in rows, their arms and legs firmly secured by mechanical devices, wearing apparatuses that supplied nutrients and maintained a sleep state on their faces, with tubes connected to their sexes and anuses.
—Elisa, I don’t really have to do it this way, do I?
“The mother’s condition greatly affects fetal growth. Even if you’re full of vital energy, your attitude as a mother isn’t ideal when you don’t even eat properly, which is the actual nutrition the fetus needs.”
—I thought I was eating quite a lot.
“It’s not about eating a lot, but what, how much, and how you eat. In reality, fetal growth has accelerated since you were installed in the production facility.”
Elisa moved the small device containing my consciousness to display a screen projecting my womb. Though only about thirty days had passed, the baby inside was nearly fully grown.
“See? We’ve shortened the production time by a full ten days.”
—Eh… Forty days or thirty days doesn’t seem like a big difference.
“That’s because your overall period is short. For other production units that take longer, the difference becomes much greater as the numbers accumulate. Efficiency improvement is an important issue, especially since we’re already struggling to secure production units due to humanitarian concerns.”
—Yeah.
The production units Elisa referred to were, despite the somewhat awkward name, legitimate employees who had signed bioroid production contracts. Originally, there had been plans to build mass-production facilities using artificial wombs, but that idea was scrapped due to fierce opposition from Kyubey and Maria, who called it too inhumane, leading to the current system. The women currently mounted on the production machines were ordinary females working as surrogates. Because of the nature of the work, few volunteered, and humanitarian issues required mandatory rest periods after each production, causing delays in mass production. When producing the bioroids previously supplied to the Ork Kingdom, angels had been temporarily and secretly mobilized for mass production. However, that had been an extremely confidential operation, and due to strong opposition from the Abaddons afterward, the use of angels had been a one-time occurrence.
After watching the women hanging in rows at the facility, their heads encased in machines and bellies swollen, I asked.
—Still, it’s surprising that there are women willing to work as surrogates. Especially for producing something like bioroids.
“The daily pay is high… and the welfare benefits and drugs administered during work are so beneficial to the body that they actually become healthier. Since they’re literally just lending their wombs as surrogates, the psychological resistance is relatively low as well.”
—True, since they’re not giving birth to children with their own genes.
The fertilized eggs implanted in their wombs were all externally created for bioroid purposes. In fact, what I was most curious about was where these fertilized eggs came from.
—I’m really curious—how are the fertilized eggs for bioroids made?
“We create them by injecting genes produced through somatic cell cloning into the eggs of the production units.”
—Eh… Weren’t we not using the production units’ eggs?
“I said we weren’t using their genes, not that we weren’t using their eggs.”
Hmm, now that I think about it, that’s right. Although eggs are used, the genes are externally injected bioroid genes. While I stood there dazed by this newly learned fact, Elisa examined the production units and spoke.
“As a result of pursuing extreme efficiency with limited magic stones, we can now produce ten bioroids per magic stone in two months.”
—That’s impressive.
“Honestly, if it weren’t for the production cost, androids would have far more advantages, but after the hacking incident that caused trouble on Earth, we decided to be cautious about producing and operating androids.”
—Because bioroids are just like humans, except for the implanted chips and injected nanorobots.
The biggest difference was the use of biological brains and a human-like structure without external connection terminals or wireless communication functions, eliminating the risk of AI leakage. Elisa returned to my body, checked the time, then operated the production machine and spoke.
“It’s about time to ship her out. Thank you for your hard work creating your sister’s body.”
—I’ve just been attached to this machine ever since I was installed as a production unit.
After watching from a third-party perspective for so long, I had grown accustomed to seeing my own body as a production unit mounted on the machine with only a swollen belly visible. Shortly after, labor began. The tube inserted in my sex was withdrawn, and at the same time, amniotic fluid gushed out. Then, passing smoothly through the widened pelvis and cervical opening, the baby who would become my sister emerged.
—Seeing the birth scene from an external perspective feels novel.
“The shipped bioroid will be immediately transferred to a growth accelerator, grown to adult size, then completed by implanting a chip in the brain and administering nanorobots.”
—What name did she choose for herself?
“She’s still thinking about it, apparently. I’ll transfer you back to your body now.”
—Okay.
After watching the device covering my face detach from the body mounted on the production machine, I came to my senses to find myself already back in my own body. After the long tube inserted in my mouth and throat was removed, I loosened my stiff neck and waited for the restraints holding my arms and legs to be released.
‘Thank you for your hard work, sister.’
‘You worked hard taking care of our sister too, Elsa.’
‘If you leave her alone, she grows just fine on her own. You, who made the body, worked harder.’
‘Hmm… This time, since I was installed as a production unit from the start by Elisa’s orders, I didn’t really do anything.’
I had only listened to Elisa’s explanations of research results or observed. ‘Even if you became a production unit, it’s still your body, so you did work.’
‘Hmm, I guess so.’
While chatting with Elsa, the restraints were released and I was free. I loosened my stiff joints after being fixed in place for so long and walked out of the machine.
“Ahem, ahem. Now that the mother’s duties are done, right?”
“Yes, now you can go to the full-body prosthesis research wing.”
“Huh? Right now?”
“Yes, right now. As you suggested last time, we’re going to perform modifications to compensate for the reduced combat ability caused by the mother modifications, so go get modified immediately.”
“Got it.”
Following Elisa’s instructions and the guidance markers displayed before my eyes, I headed straight to the full-body prosthesis research wing. As I walked, listening to the wet sounds of my artificial skin meeting the floor, researchers I encountered along the way bowed their heads in greeting as they passed. The full-body prosthesis research wing was simply a separated space within the same research institute, so it was closer than expected. Because I frequently visited for Elisa’s experiments as a test subject, I knew many of the faces there. Still, as an important technology research area, additional security androids were stationed at the entrance.