Let’s suppose that we clone ONLY your dick and, through a new and radically inventive procedure, implant it on a gay eunuch. So, the dude is all happy that he is back in action and goes to the local gay bar, hooks up with someone and, bingo! he gets a blowjob.
Now the question is: technically the guy that sucked his dick is doing it to YOUR dna. Sure, it is not physically your member but it is your very own genetic material for crying out loud. Does that make you gay? Can your cloned dick be considered as a manifestation of yourself? Could your wife accuse you of cheating? Would you feel your own dick been sucked when your eunuch buddy gets lucky?
Very important questions all of them. I highly recommend you consult a specialist for the answers before attempting any dick-cloning procedure. That seems like some really nasty shit that you would be getting into!
But of course that’s a highly speculative scenario. Let’s investigate more relevant matters, such as mixing cloning dicks with time travel.
Let’s now imagine that this eunuch dude is a kickass scientist and invents his very own time machine. Once built and operational, he travels back in time bringing your cloned dick along for the ride plus, in the spirit of Murphy’s Law, a backup dick, which he keeps in a special cryogenic container for proper conservation.
After arriving he goes to the White House and has a nice chat with his good buddy Bill Clinton. After a while he tells the president about his spare dick. Of course this gets Mr. Clinton VERY interested. You know, his thing isn’t working properly anymore, and boy, does he miss the old days when he was virile and banging all day like crazy–not that he has slowed down the pace but the results aren’t the same, if you know what I mean.
So, here is the thing. Clinton buys the backup dick from the eunuch and has an operation made to dislodge his member and replace it with the new one. After the procedure he goes to the Oval Office to get a test drive, just to see if things are working properly down under. For that purpose, he summons in Monica Lewinsky and, as usual, she gets down on her four and, COWABUNGA, the president is back in the game.
O.K. Nice story but, so what? Well, let’s flash forward in time–or back, in our frame of referencee–when the scandal is revealed and Congress is discussing his impeachment? Could he be impeached? Remember, it wasn’t his dick the one Monica fucked around with!
On a less serious note, I have to echo John Corrado’s thoughts. If our technological advances were such as to allow us to control the flow of time and the artificial creation and breeding of biological beings, it doesn’t make sense to misuse those powers to go suck dicks in a futuristic time frame.
Now, if we were to use it to get some pussy from a futuristic babe it would be a whole different matter…
