Memories of the dildo going into me were still fresh as was the soreness within. I clenched, and I could ‘feel’ it stretching me out. James explained it would take care of all bathroom functions for me. I didn’t have to use the restroom anymore. All I had to do was keep it there, so I would be nicely spread out for… my husband.

Again, something that the old Peter would hate. The me here still had questions about what he thought about his constant penetration.

My eyes blinked open. Speaking of me. My voice was a low, hoarse whisper when I spoke. “Uh, you… the other Peter.”

My twin turned and looked down.

“Can you go somewhere?”

“Yes, I possess that ability. Why?”

Because I don’t want my double to see me masturbate. “I need my rest.”

“I can remain quiet.”

Not the point.

“Look. I require relaxation. I’m,” I sighed, “an Omega. If I don’t get it, that will distress me. You’re doing me harm by staying here.”

“Where would I go?”

“Anywhere,” I said through clenched teeth. “Just hide and keep watch.”

“A visible protection unit is a deterrent against anyone that would wish you harm.”

“A hidden one is a fighting advantage.” I didn’t want anyone seeing a pregnant ‘me’ out there. If I could get out of this, there was still a chance nobody would know I ever did this.

He or maybe I blinked. Depends on how you look at it. Whatever processes went within his alien, mechanical brain, it decided in my favor.

With a swivel, it walked out.

I suppose if anyone was here, a lifeless machine would be best. Except it was just too weird. There’s an old expression; ‘Go fuck yourself’. He wouldn’t do anything to me, but having him here was too close to that visual.

Besides… no matter what they did to my insides, I was still a man and with male needs. Except now, I had Omega instincts.

God help me, I want this. I wish it wasn’t true, but I do.

My fingers pulled at the kilt under my robe, and I heard another creak. Peter would have laid on his back and whacked off. I got on my knees and thrust my ass in the air. God, it was so embarrassing and yet, felt so right. My hand snaked behind and I felt the end of the dildo in my ass. Thankfully I could pull some of it out. From the implant I got instructions. Volardi expected their Omegas would play with themselves when their Alphas weren’t around. If an Alpha were available, then it would ‘melt’ into extra slickness. My body’s natural lubrication should be enough, but the Volardi thought of everything.

Back and forth it rocked in my ass while shamed heat flashed over my face.

This would be fast if I was the old me but I wasn’t. I was going at the right speed. There’s a saying that nobody knows your body like you do and that was true here. I needed this even if I didn’t know the exact reason.