The tube filled with fluid and Jon could hear the machine begin to work. Before his very eyes, a speck of red appeared in the cloudy liquid. It began to grow, unfurling like a time-lapse film. It soon became recognizable as a fetus. Jon briefly marveled at the thought that he was the "daddy" to this thing that (he hoped) would become his lover and guardian.
It quickly passed from fetus, to newborn, to toddler in about five minutes, appearing to be a three-year-old boy. Jon watched his eyes flutter, as if deep in REM sleep. The boy grew more, sprouting a full head of red hair, like Karyn's. He even had Karyn's features. He grew taller as he passed from childhood to adolescence. His body bulked up a bit, becoming strong and athletic.
Jon watched in amazement as the clone sprung a healthy eight-inch erection. A forest of dark auburn pubes soon obscured the base of his dick. More body hair developed on his legs, arms and chest. A few wispy whiskers grew on his cheeks and chin, but it was nothing more than peach fuzz. Karyn's face was more or less intact, even if it looked a bit harder than before.
The machine beeped, and the liquid began to drain away, leaving the clone to slump against the side of the tube. Jon saw his chest rise and fall and opened the glass sheath. He stroked the clone's face. He wasn't sure what to name him! It was an amalgam of so many people, male and female... At least the male part was the dominant side, physically. The clone coughed and opened his eyes.
"Jon...?" the voice was Biff Meadows's baritone, but with a softness to it. Jon hoped that it would recognize him as a friend...
