New Story: A Splice for Life

[The Raven]

Hi y'all. Another new story from me. This one has age regression, mutual muscle growth and scaleys this time. I keep getting side tracked with weird ideas. There are a few extensions to this story which should come along soon enough. Enjoy

[The Raven]

A Splice for Life

Joseph Conrad and his wife Julia were billionaires. Not the richest of the rich of them, usually landing just outside the top 100 richest peoples or families in the world. They had 2 adult children, both failures in their parent's eyes. And now, long into their golden years, tragedy was finally striking them. Was it karma? There money was primarily old school money. Mostly from oil, gas and chemicals. From years of environmental pollution, chemical dumping and most importantly the cover ups for all the horrible shit.

At 87, was he finally receiving retribution for his deeds? He had a stroke that has left him paralysed from the waist down, and his arms mostly numb, without any feeling or sensation. Julia at 88 was also not fairing so well health wise. Her arthritis was developing neuralgia leaving her very weak.

As Joseph considered his karmic retribution, Julia was seeking a solution to there problems. She had no interest in letting Joseph and his empire fall from a mere stroke. Julia wasn't some trophy wife, she was his right hand and most trusted confidant. Whenever he came up against a wall, she was the problem solver. And now she had a problem to solve.

She started her search with stem cells before looking into holistic medicine and then even historical remedies. Nothing gave her the answers she sought. That's when her mind went to genetics. They were already in their later years so she discarded the idea of genetics earlier in her search, but at this point she was becoming desperate. But there is where she found her solution.

Splicing was an up and coming trend. People augmenting themselves with animal DNA. There were a whole bunch of new restrictions and regulations coming in quick to contain the burgeoning industry. Regulations that could ruin Julia's plan.

The first task was finding a scientist with a less than ethical reputation that was also highly skilled. Then to buy a significant amount of shares in the company they're employed. Enough to force the issue without further repercussions internally. Externally? There were always ways around such matters and Julia understood that.

And there lay Dr Ingram Hartwell, not only one of the world's most premier researchers into splicing, he was notorious for bending the rules when it came to his research. And better yet he was attached to a publicly traded company, Neuvocore. She'd found her perfect candidate.

It wasn't too hard to gather the capital and buy the shares, although it did start to inflate the price with the Julia's aggressive acquisition. Nothing else mattered to Julia now, and so the couple became the largest shareholders of Neuvocore and now, nothing was going to stop her plan.

Julia convinced her husband even through his melancholy to join her for this meeting with Dr Hartwell. The couple had rarely met any splicers before, the practical science being only 17 years old and the trend only really kicking off within the last decade. Years after the couple had aged out of following trends and attending most social events.

The silver haired badger of a man was very intrigued by Julia Conrad's demand. He was fully invested in attempting the procedure despite all the legal and even ethical considerations. Yet the one most intrigued by her plan, was her husband Joseph.

Chimera splicing was an early fad that was very quickly shut down. Humans being spliced with multiple different animal DNA. The earliest attempts at the practice all met quick ends due to health and other major issues causing regulators to panic and shut it all down. It was banned pretty much world wide. Although, some people are still willing to experiment with themselves. And some unscrupulous scientists are still willing to attempt such experiments on others.

What Julia sought was an immortal body. One that wouldn't age and could cure itself of any ailment. One strong enough to handle any situation and durable enough that nothing could easily harm it. She desired for her and her husband to become almighty immortal dragons.

There would be a large list of animal DNA needed for such a task. Each one of there DNA traits selected and merged into a single splice treatment. For health benefits, elephants and honey badgers. Longevity, lobsters and immortal jellyfish. Durability, arapaimas gigas and honey badgers (again). And the base form taking from crocodiles and Komodo dragons. As well as a selection of other traits all throughout the animal kingdom. And the final ingredient, axolotl DNA for its stem cell recovery. Dr Hartwell found there DNA to be an amazing tool for chimera splicing, helping to maintain cellular bonds and even stop degeneration.

This would be a dangerous splice for anyone, let alone a couple of near nonagenarians. But Dr Hartwell wasn't the most ethical scientist. His fascination with making the DNA splice overshadowed every ethical or moral consideration as he worked with the couple. If he could make a pair of mythical dragons become real, he was going to try.

Once the treatment was ready, the couple had the doctor brought to there own private island to monitor their transformations. An tropical island that sits in international waters.

Within 3 days the couple could already feel the difference in their bodies. Joseph could move his limbs again and even stand up a little. Julia hadn't been pain free for years and her wrinkly skin was also becoming more taught, feeling smoother than ever before. Her liver spots and moles were gone. And her silver hair was regaining its vibrant red colour once again.

Julia wanted to bring in a physiotherapist in to help Joseph in his recovery but he refused. He wanted a personal trainer. An expert in fitness and powerlifting more specifically. They weren't just going to be young again, they would become strong too. Stronger than anyone willing to oppose them. And he told Julia he'd be making sure of that.

Joseph also had another secret ulterior motive. He loved his wife more than anyone in the world. He loved her mental fortitude and strength of will above all her other traits. But he also had an attraction to physically strong and muscular women. Julia was always relatively slim, occasionally being a little fit. But this never satisfied Joseph's desire. What really brought him out of his melancholy was the thought of his wife, becoming a large, strong, powerful, muscular dragon. And damn, he was going to make it happen.

So the first step in his plan, was to get a trainer that would build new healthy habits into them. And hopefully change her mindset into becoming a strong, muscular woman. He also planned several other subtle encouragements, including to become a mate worthy of such a powerful dragoness. 

There trainer was a powerful splicer. A muscly, foxy lady by the name of Michelle. She made Joseph somewhat extra motivated in his workouts, and he hoped she would have a greater effect on Julia.

Over the next three weeks, the changes really began unfolding across their bodies. Not only had they de-aged by about 40 years, their postures had been fixed, their skin now silky and smooth, and their thin frames now stuffed with lithe muscle. Joseph was really pushing hard in getting physically active. He'd been a victim of his stroke for nearly a year. The ability to walk, run and lift weights was so invigorating for him, returning the confidence he lost.

But those were only the more 'human' changes they'd developed. Their tongues had began to fork at the end while the whites of their eyes were now a bright, luminescent yellow. Their pupils stretching into a more vertical ellipse shape. Their nails were now significantly stronger and more pointed, as were their teeth, which can more accurately be described as fangs now. There were also some strange lumps growing on their heads. The doctor assured them these were fine and nothing to worry about. Just expansions on their skulls. Developing horns to be exact. And we can't forget the early scales. Small patches of scales were starting to grow in places like their thighs and backs. Scales which colour matched with their respective hair colours. Joseph a nebulous black, and Julia a deep crimson red.

Joseph's interest in their trainer did not go unnoticed by Julia. She'd known for a fact that her husband had never once cheated on her. And after just regaining their youth, a possible eternal youth, she wasn't going to let him start now.

So that night, after their evening workout and protein rich dinner, Julia summoned Joseph to her bed chambers. They'd mostly slept together in his personal bedroom but she did have her own personal one for when she didn't want to disturb him, or be disturbed by him. She decided to dress in some old sexy lingerie. It wasn't exactly the most desirable of outfits but it was the nicest one she currently owned. She did discover another, less human, change with her inspection. Her tail bone was extending. You could even say she had a small nub of a tail by this point. The more she focussed on it, she started to gain some control over the extension. She learned to even wag it a little. A little trick she planned to show Joseph later.

Joseph arrived a few minutes before Julia had asked him to. A habit he always had of arriving early to any meeting. A habit he knew Julia approved of. She clearly expected his early arrival, as he found her sprawled across her bed when she approved his entry. He was instantly aroused the moment he saw her body in that sexy lingerie. He found every part of this woman attractive, more and more each day even. But most especially at this moment, he loved her developing muscles.

Julia lay upon him a sweet, inviting smile as she called for him to join her on the bed. The couple hadn't been sexually active for years by this point. The sexual tension between them had been rising over these past few weeks as they regained their youth and physical strength. And yet, even with all the sexual energy floating in the air, Julia somehow stopped Joseph as he began undressing.

“If you're planning on cheating on me. You best strongly reconsider.” she warned him. Joseph merely smirked at her statement. He knew he had her with that request.

“I've never once thought, or even considered, on having an affair of any kind with another. No man, woman or new spliced creature could ever compare to my amazing wife.” He replied.

Julia was very curious about his unusual response. His confidence had clearly returned. He was clearly the Joseph of old. A man who was only ever so brazen when he knew he had an upper hand in a situation.

“You've been gawking at our trainer like a dog in heat. You've not been very subtle about it. And you wish to claim to not have ever even thought about cheating?”

“You like puzzles? Mysteries my dear, do you not? Why don't you try to solve this one then?” Joseph challenged her. Julia loved both a good mystery and a challenge. And Joseph was clearly oozing in confidence at this moment.

He'd never cheat, but his attention was drawn to their trainer? There was something that attracted him. She had a thought at first which she denied. Could it have been that simple? It was easy enough for her to check she thought. Julia looked Joseph in his yellow eyes, as she raised her left arm and flexed her bicep. Joseph's expanding smile could be seen in his eyes.

“You know me too well, my perfect wife.” was his response as he kissed her. She gladly accepted his lips. There split tongues entering each others mouths as his hands moved to caress her small but visible bicep.

Once their lips parted, Joseph started to undress again. Julia gazed upon his new, more youthful physique. She was also enjoying his more muscled body. She always admired his mental strength, and now, she wished to admire his physical strength too. A big, strong, powerful dragon of a man. That's what she wanted from him. And if she too had to grow huge and powerful muscles to be a mate that was worthy of him, a mate he desired, then so it would be. She'd become a dragon so powerful, he'd never look at another woman with desire ever again.

That night the couple had the most vigorous sex they'd had in decades. Not since the early days of their marriage had sex been so pleasurable and versatile. Both took great interest in their new and developing bodies. Everything from their scales and muscles to their tails and horns. The couple were fascinated by each other, obsessed even. And that didn't change over the next 3 weeks as their changes continued.

[The Raven]

Dr Hartwell was finally permitted to leave, after being warned that their splice 'cocktail' details were to be destroyed with no possibility of being recovered. The Conrad couple were to be the only ones blessed with their unique genetics.

Michelle had also been let go several days before. The couple had long out grown her and with their enhanced memory, no longer needed a coach. Especially one considerably weaker than they were. They have now became each others coaches and training partners. Motivating each other in their evolving desires to grow and impress their mate.

In these 3 weeks, the couple had become unrecognisable to those who hadn't witnessed there changes. They've grown by several feet in height, now towering over all their staff. They both dazzled as their skin was completely covered in shiny, flexible scales. Joseph was mostly a deep black with a shimmering silver illuminating through. While his exposed belly under his chest and into his groin were a very light almost silvery grey, where his scales were smaller and thinner. Julia was a blazing crimson with a golden shimmer and shinning gold thin belly scales.

Their human faces were long gone, replaced with lizard like muzzles, sharp fangs and multiple protruding horns which formed a crown like shape upon their scaly, hairless heads. Their spines now covered in thick but short, armoured spikes that extend down to the top of their 3 foot long tails. Their arms and legs had also changed form. The couple could now easily walk on 4 limbs as natural as if they walk on 2 legs with the new structures of their arms, legs and joints.

And that was nothing to say of their musculature. Julia had proven to Joseph why he should never look at another woman with desire again. She dominated every non-spliced human in history, male or female, with her muscles. And she loved to flaunt them whenever she was around Joseph. Flexing her 34” blazing red biceps or her glistening, killer golden 10-pac abs. She also loved to use her tail to turn his head towards her. Usually to bounce her inches thick pectoral muscles. He loved to see her gigantic breasts bounce with her monstrously massive pecs.

She wasn't the only gigantic muscle lizard in the house, although she was the tallest. Julia was always a little less than 2 inches taller than Joseph. And that did change after the splicing treatment. She was now more than 5 inches taller, and Joseph loved it. His muscles did match up to hers, he always made sure of that. He would be a specimen she would desire, and one she could be proud of. He also wanted to drive her forward. To be bigger. To be stronger. She was always competitive, and he played with her to further become his dream woman. And the best part was, the both of them were still growing.

With their continued growth, they had to bring in a construction team to rebuild the island house as it would no longer be suitable for people of their size. They moved into one of the currently even smaller guest houses but have spared no expense to have the refurbishment job finished as quickly as possible. They'll probably have some of the guest houses expanded upon too in the future. They made some rough estimates to their final size from data provided by Dr Hartwell but who knew what would be the final outcome. All they knew was that they were still growing.

[Wookey]

Wonderful story. K+

[The Raven]

With their continued growth, they had to bring in a construction team to rebuild the island house. It being clearly no longer suitable for people of their size. They moved into one of the currently even smaller guest houses but have spared no expense to have the refurbishment job finished as quickly as possible. They'll probably have some of the guest houses expanded upon too in the future. They made some rough estimates to their final size from data provided by Dr Hartwell but who knew what would be the final outcome. All they knew was that they were still growing and had no intentions of stopping.

After a few weeks, new workers could be seen all across the island. Doing everything from plumbing and electrics to construction and landscaping. It was a giant and very expensive project. None of the new workers had met or even seen the island owners. The foreperson for each team all negotiated with an intermediary online, over the phone and on site.

As the work was flying by, some strange rumours were bustling among all the work crews. They were all working hard hours but they were also currently staying on an island paradise. So none of foremen were too pleased to hear about there people spreading silly rumours. Who'd believe such stories of giant lizards roaming the island anyway? Thought Mitch Gilligan, foreman for the building crew.

Mitch and his team had been on the island for more than a month. The job was progressing on schedule which he honestly thought was a miracle. There were 9 different crews working on different parts of the job, and from what he could tell, all of them were working on schedule. It was time for the weekly meeting with the client's representative. Normally he hated these kinds of meetings but these ones always went so smoothly. The first meetings were with a stern old woman but now they met with an old elephant man and his bull bodyguard. Mitch hadn't been too familiar with splicers, so seeing an elephant man use his trunk to hold papers while he wrought down notes with his hands was sort of a novelty.

This meeting went differently though. Mr Schmidt, the elephant man, had heard about all the rumours floating around. He had no qualms with the workmen letting off steam with such silly antics but wanted to make it clear to all of the forepeople, that these 'rumours' should not be spread outside of this island. And that if he, or worse his employers, were to hear of such rumours spreading off this island, there would be severe consequences to all them. His employers demand their privacy above all else. And strange rumours could lead to unwanted attention they were told.

Mitch got the message loud and clear. He made sure his team new that rumours were fun things to discuss but they'd be fired if any of these rumours left the island. This was literally the best paying job they'd ever had. And if the job went really well, they'd be contracted for a another job with similar if not better pay. And Mitch wasn't putting any of that at risk.

He'd heard some of the workers from other groups planning to go out at night and search for the giant lizards. Not wanting to put his future prospects at risk, he decided to go out patrolling for people wanting to cause trouble.

Within the first hour, he was yelling at people to get back to the guest houses. He continued his patrols until midnight was approaching. When he looked out to the sea and saw movement in the water. The beaches were off limits to the workers, especially the ones on the North side. He decided to go down to the beach and make sure these rule breakers got a stern warning. When he walked onto the beach, he caught sight of a large, dark silhouette. As he called out, warning them that they're not supposed to be here. And they should return to their work group immediately.

Just as he turned to leave, another giant silhouette burst from the water and sprinted along the beach on 4 legs to the other presence. His instincts told him to run. To forget what he saw. But the size and speed of that body. It confused and terrified him. Enough to stop his legs from moving. Only his eyes could move. And they turned to the large figures. Glowing yellow eyes returning his gaze. He was paralysed. His limbs, unable to move. His eyes now locked with large glowing eyes. Until it spoke.

“Mitch Gilligan? I've been interested in meeting with you at some point.” growled the large silhouette staring at him. The other silhouette also turned to face him. Another pair of glowing yellow eyes, staring back at him.

The more Mitch looked, his vision began to clear. They were giant lizards. Like from the rumours. They were true. And they could talk.

“Even tonight you've shown your diligent nature. Reginald speaks most highly of your work ethic. You did come highly recommended by Annabelle as well, so you've acquired my interest. Come closer. Let us have a real chat.” continued the almost growling, male voice.

Mitch had two options, to run, or to follow. The voice and vision was terrifying but the words were inviting. There was no anger or malice. They actually showed appreciation. But most important to Mitch, they were words. This wasn't some mindless monster. So after a deep breathe, he forced his legs to move towards the giant lizards. Before sputtering out.

“Yeyeyes. I'm, Mitch.”

“I'm Joseph Conrad. And this is my wife Julia. We're both your current employers, and owners of this island. It is our house you are currently rebuilding.” said the male voice, introducing himself.

“I, I can see, why. You'd value your privacy.” Mitch squeezed out. After coming closer, he finally noticed the true enormity of the couple. Even seated on the beach, Joseph was taller than Mitch. His colossal arm alone was almost the size of Mitch. Something else he never realised at first, was they were completely naked. Their scaly bodies made it less obvious to his human eyes.

“Yes. As you may have guessed, we've been recently spliced. Our new size and forms caused a need for some major upgrades on our home. You can take this as a test. If you pass, we promise you great rewards in your future. Once off this island, do not speak of us to anyone except Reginald Schmidt, Annabelle Sera or Augustus Ford. They are our most trusted confidants. No one else.” Joseph warned.

“Honey. No need to pressure the young man. He's already shown great tact and promise. So, would you like a drink before going off to bed Mr Gilligan?” The larger female, Julia Conrad, asked.

“No, ma'am. I'm fine. I thank you for your offer. I'll make sure no one's talking when we finish. And nobody comes around here to disturb your, evening swim? I presume.” Mitch responded.

“Yes. We've been keeping ourselves cooped up in a house too small for our needs of late. Having more freedom for some late night strolls or dips in the sea would be lovely.” Julia said before standing on her 2 legs, and stretching to her full height, nearing 11 feet. Gigantic muscles making her more wide than Mitch was tall.

Mitch understood his new position. He was not only to make sure the rumours died, but also to keep the workers away from the Conrad couple. He bowed to the couple before thanking them for this job opportunity and made his way back to the workers house. He could hear the couple flirting behind him but one word stuck in his mind that they said to each other. Dragon.

Mitch took his new bonus job very seriously, as he did with all his work. And over the next 3 months as some of the other teams have finished their work and already left, his team would be finished next week. He had no further run ins with the Conrad couple but also kept the workers closer to the work site and the workers accommodation. He got the other forepersons to agree to help him in this as the backlash from their employer here could put them out of business.

The only teams left were his own, the electricians and the plumbers. The landscapers had just finished and were packing up. Every team left on or ahead of schedule. His team would be the last to leave just in the case of the plumbers or electricians finding a problem where they would need to fix up. If there were no further issues, once they finished the bathhouse, his team would be done. They get to stay for an island vacation until the others would be finished. This should all be done by the end of the week assuming nothing goes wrong.

It was after the weekly update meeting when the tortoise women, Annabelle, who held the meeting called for Mitch to follow her. She was leading him a long way from the usual meeting room. Towards the guest houses on the other side of the island.

The walk was long so he asked the old lady about her choice of splicing. He remembered her from when he first got hired for this job. She was an old lady in her 70s at the time. But now she appeared much younger, although that was a little harder to tell with her new shell and scaly exterior. She told him she had plans to serve the Conrad couple for a very long time. So she needed the benefits of a long lived race.

Mitch was impressed with the woman's loyalty. It only affirmed his own decision to support the couples wishes. Loyalty like that is only earned. And if he was loyal to them, then maybe he too will be rewarded.

He was guided to a house on the opposite end of the island. Where he was lead to an enormous outside gym. The weights he saw there were heavier than most of the equipment his crew were using. He saw the bull bodyguard working out with some of the 'lighter' weights available, still heavier than anything he or any of his crew could lift.

He watched until a giant red lizard lady  crawled out of the rear doors. He recognised her as Julia Conrad. Mostly because of her chest, but, was she also bigger than he remembered? It wasn't until should stood up straight on her 2 legs he knew the answer. She was definitely bigger. Mitch had done a bit of research into splicing in his free time these past few months. Weren't all the changes supposed to finish in 6-8 weeks? How was she still growing? He wondered.

“It's been awhile Mr Gilligan. How have you been doing lately?” she asked her guest.

“Oh, I've been well Mrs Conrad. I hope you and your husband are also doing well?” he replied.

“Most certainly. Joseph should be here soon. I believe he has a proposition for you. Gus dear, are you finished with that weight?” she asked of the bull. He silently nodded his head as she went to pick up the heavy weight he had been deadlifting. With one hand, she raised the weight from the ground, sat down and began to do bicep curls. As if this was a warm up weight. Mitch was stunned by the power of the woman. He remembered the word they used to describe each other and it made sense. They were dragons. Mighty beings that stand above lesser beings in all aspects. The couple clearly fit that description.

Conrad crawled out the building in a similar manner as Julia when she was starting another set after alternating her arms. He stood up to a towering height before walking over to his wife and kissing her neck. She warned him of the dangers of flirting while using heavy weights, and that he had a guest.

“Mr Gilligan. Welcome. Please, have a seat. We have much to discuss. I apologise for the, unusual meeting location, but there's not really somewhere comfortable for me indoors at the moment. Although that will all be changing soon enough, I hope.” Conrad joked.

He started by asking many questions about construction. The kind of labour it was, its intensity. The usage of tools and machinery. Mitch wasn't sure where all this was going, but then the conversation suddenly shifted to splicing. He asked about Mitch's opinion on the matter and that of the members of his crew. After answering honestly, Conrad had a devilish, lizard grin on his face. He proposed a partnership. He'd heavily invest in Mitch's construction contractor company and even offered to have everyone of his employees and there families get spliced.

Conrad knew that others like himself would be getting spliced sooner rather than later. Many of them going for powerful or long lived splices. In both cases, they would need homes more suitable for their new bodies. And although Joseph's money came from traditional revenue streams, he was looking to expand. If he could get a crew that specialised in splicer homes and that could work faster than other crews. He could be in for some good money. Besides, he had big plans for modifications to be done on more his properties. If they could speed up the job by any means, he'd be much happier.

He knew Mitch was reliable, firm, strict on a schedule while still being loved by his team. He was also honest and most importantly, trustworthy. Just the kind of person Joseph Conrad liked doing business with. He's had many similar business partners like this in the past. Most of those relationships ending when finally selling off the business for a sizeable profit. The rest, well those he made a misjudgement of character and things didn't end so well.

Mitch asked if he could bring his lawyer to look over any such agreement before signing, but if the offer was as legit as it first appeared, he'd gladly accept. Mitch gathered his team that evening and told them about the offer. He asked if there would be any objections. When he heard none, he asked if they knew anyone else who would want to join up. They'd be needing some more hands soon.

In 6 months, Mitch's outfit had made a name for themselves with their entirely spliced crew. They worked faster than most construction companies and could even undercut some costs without sacrificing quality. Their big speciality, was modifying homes for splicers. Extra height adaptions, door modifications, pool or bath constructions/extensions, they were the ones being called. Especially by the rich and powerful. Mitch with his owl vision was a keen and well placed supervisor for his team of bulls, rhinos and a few elephants.

[The Raven]

It was about a year after the Conrad couple had been spliced when they were about to receive a special visitor. They'd spent the entire year on their island as their California home was currently being reconstructed by Mitch's crew to be better suited to their new forms. Annabelle came to inform the couple as they were bathing together in the enormous bathhouse.

“Young Master Nicolas will be arriving on the island shortly.”

“What could that little prick want?” Julia asked in a voice full of spite.

Her last memories of Nicolas was him trying to 'pull the plug' on his father after Joseph's stroke. He was the elder of their two fail sons and just wanted his inheritance. He didn't care if it was all, half or even a third of his father's wealth. He was a greedy lout who never made a dollar of his own money but loved to flash 'his' wealth and status. Julia rarely hated other people. She mostly felt ambivalent to those she disapproved of or caused her problems. But her two sons did nothing but things to make her loathe them more and more with every time they met. She sometimes wishes they'd both been swapped out at birth with other children, then at least she could claim they were not really related to her. But alas, they were her children. And she despised them.

Joseph was far more lenient with his boys, although he also was not happy with their current lifestyles. Both into their 50s and only 1 child between them. Nicolas had been divorced twice, no children and currently single. At least Jonathan had a daughter with his ex-wife. The one he cheated on while she was pregnant. Their sweet only grandchild, Serenity Jean Conrad. She only kept the Conrad name to make sure the money kept coming in. She was halfway through college now and already outshining her father and uncle with her academic achievements and intellect.

Julia wanted to send him away as soon as possible but knew that could end up blowing back trouble onto them. Nicolas really knew how to raise a stink in the media. Which was the last thing they wanted at this moment. The couple knew they had done something in a less than legal or ethical way, but they knew the path the world was going down. In a few decades nobody would care about what the couple had done. Splicing may have advanced to the point that most people could be extremely long lived or even semi-immortal like the couple. The world wasn't ready for the potential of splicing. The Conrad couple were just ahead of the game.

Nicolas arrived via helicopter about 2 hours later. He was greeted by both Annabelle and Augustus as he disembarked. He clearly didn't recognise the two of them with their new spliced appearances.

“Where the fuck is Reggie and Anna?” he brutishly asked the two standing before him.

“It has been some time Master Nicolas. I am Annabelle Sera. What is it you wished to see me about?” Annabelle responded.

“Anna? What the fuck did you do to yourself? You look like a freak!”

Augustus was none to happy about Nicolas response. Grunting his displeasure to Nicolas. Annabelle refused to answer such an insulting question and waited for him to answer her query first.

“Look. I'm pretty sure one, if not both, the old coots are dead or dying. Why else would they stay shut ins for over a year? I'm here to confirm you or Reggie aren't wasting my inheritance while they aren't fit enough to act on there own.” Nicolas unveiled.

“I can assure you, both Reginald and I are only following the wishes and requests of your parents. If you have any issues with the goings on with the Conrad estates, please bring it up with your parents.” Annabelle coldly replied.

“So what bed can I find my old man cooped up in? If he's still kicking.”

“At this time of day, your father should be in the reading room with your mother. They do enjoy their reading time together.”

“I'll bet. Yeah. Take me there. I need to see with my own eyes how my father is doing.”

Annabelle silently nodded before leading Nicolas through the rebuilt island manor, Augustus following closely behind them both. Nicolas was confused a little about the giant doorways and wide corridors but just put it down to his parents or their aides wasting his money. When they arrived at the reading room, Annabelle gave her special knock to notify the couple that one of their children had arrived and wished to meet them. This knock had been used since Nicolas and Jonathan had been children, although it had a much different meaning back then.

“You may enter.” came a loud female growl after a short wait from deep inside the room. Annabelle pushed open the doors to a pitch black, windowless room. Nicolas couldn't see anything inside accept for things close to the door. Annabelle ushered him in before closing the door behind him, leaving him in the lightless room. That was until he saw a giant pair of dimly glowing eyes across the room.

“Yes Nicolas. What do you want?” came the same female growl. This could only be his mother. No other woman in this house would talk to him in such a manner.

“Yes, mother. I'm here to see how well father is doing. He did have that stroke last year. I've also heard you too aren't faring so.......”

“We are both fine Nicolas. You can leave now. We wish to be left alone.” his mother interrupted, her growling voice going deeper.

“And how can I be so sure of that?” Nicolas responded. “Should I just trust your word that he's fine? We've not heard from either of you in months. What if father has passed away already and you're just hiding this fact from us? Are we supposed to just believe you that he's fine without seeing him?” When suddenly another pair of glowing eyes appeared.

“Nicolas” growled a deep bassy voice. “Have I ever let you speak to your mother in such a manner? Have I ever let you disregard her words before? HAVE I EVER, LET YOU LOOK DOWN UPON YOUR MOTHER, BEFORE?” With each question getting louder, and more aggressive. The fresh pair eyes began to rise higher and higher above the ground, looking down on Nicolas.

When suddenly, a set of lights were turned on in the room along the Eastern wall. Nicolas blinked a couple of times before seeing the two mighty lizards before him. The large black scaled lizard was standing on two legs with a deep scowl across its face, glaring at Nicolas. He was completely overshadowed by the shear height and muscle mass of the black lizard. Laying across the black lizards feet was an equally large, if not larger red lizard.

Nicolas was stunned. Terrified. Where were his parents? What were these giant lizards? He couldn't think straight through all the fear.

“What boy? Do you not recognise us? Have we changed so much dear that even our children could not recognise us?” the red lizard spoke. Her voice being the one Nicolas associated with his mother.

“It seems not. Despite his age, this boy is still a pathetic child. As you can see, boy, I am clearly fine. Now do as your mother told you. And leave. Before you truly incur my wrath.” his father, the large black lizard told him.

Nicolas held his ground for a moment. His body shaking. He wasn't a young man at 56 years old. Nor was a physically fit man, being even slightly overweight. He couldn't comprehend what was before him mentally, leaving his physical body stuck.

The dragon couple took no further interest in their son and went back to their reading. They loved to cuddle together, feeling their cool scales and thick muscles against each other as they read their favourite literature. Julia loved her mysteries and puzzle books, while Joseph loved historical non-fiction books. He was currently reading about his latest interest. Dragons. In particular there cultural relevance and historical myths.

After nearly a minute, Nicolas had finally collected himself. His anger now bubbling over. He expected his near 90 year old parents to finally be keeling over. Their vast wealth and assets to finally become his. And now, they turned themselves into some giant freakish lizard people. And worse yet, they seemed healthier than they'd been in years. Just what would that mean for him? And more importantly to him, his inheritance.

“Father. What have you done to yourselves? Mother has turned you into some kind of, freakish creature? It's obvious she's been manipulating.........”

“Speak another word and it may be your last, boy! I only just warned you of speaking ill of your mother. I remind you, this island lays in international waters. And it's easy enough to fake a helicopter crash.” his father growled to him.

“Your mother and I chose this path together. We are as one on this decision. And if I dare hear another word from your pathetic mouth that even implies derision to her, you won't even leave this room. Now leave our sight. GO!” Joseph continued before turning away.

“Oh and Nicolas. We appreciate our privacy at the moment. If you or your brother still wish to receive your monthly stipends from us.” his mother warned.

“We better not hear of any rumours about us, or especially if there is some story in the press. We don't care if either of you are the source or not. If it happens, you're both cut off. Now leave us in peace. We have a long, life together awaiting us your father and I. So enjoy the rest of yours.” she finished before also returning to her book.

Nicolas stood in silence for awhile before leaving the room without another word. He had soiled himself at some point. He couldn't remember when. Annabelle was waiting outside the room. She offered him a room to freshen up and change. His bags were delivered there earlier. She informed him that he could stay for one night, but no matter what, he'd be gone by the early morning. Then she entered the reading room before closing the door behind herself.

She informed her employers of what she told the young master. Julia approved before asking her to deliver a message to Reginald.

'No matter what, their sons were to never receive splicing treatment. And to also make sure they don't speak to the press. She'd rather pay a measly sum for a few years than deal with a dogged press.'

As Julia and Joseph predicted. Nicolas told his brother about his experience on the island. He was too much of a coward himself to risk losing his stipend. But Jonathan had drug problems. And was even worse than Nicolas with his money. He had only earlier that night made a call to a journalist that paid him well for stories about the wealthy, when he got a visitor. This was his first, and last warning. If he speaks a single word about his parents to the media, nobody would see him or hear from him again.

Jonathan Conrad disappeared 3 days later. The only one interested, was a tabloid journalist by the name of Eli Mendelsohn. Who was looking at doing a big piece on splicing of the rich and famous.

[Momol]

Really good

[Wookey]

A cracker of a story

[The Raven]

Meanwhile, on the streets of Cincinnati, Lauren Weiss was homeless on the streets. She'd been there for nearly three years since her drug addled mother died of an overdose. She never touched the stuff herself thanks seeing how badly it effected her mother. But her mother did forcefully took her out of school during junior high. She barely knew how to read or write anymore. And when her mother died, she was evicted from their apartment. Apparently her mother had been sleeping with the super so he let her stay there in lieu of payment. He tried to make a similar deal with Lauren but she refused his advances. And so she was out in the streets, for nearly 3 years.

She travelled between a couple of shelters, spending most of her nights under a bridge. But every couple of weeks she'd get a night at a really nice shelter. All she had to do was give her name, and she'd get a bed and a good meal for a couple of days. It wasn't a good life, but Lauren had zero prospects. This endless cycle was all she could look forward to, unless she went down those paths she couldn't come back from. That was until one day, a strange furry man with large whiskers spoke to her at the really nice shelter.

“Excuse me miss. But you wouldn't happen to be Lauren Weiss by any chance? I can assure you I mean you no harm. And I'm not looking for money. I just want to talk. And if it'll make you more comfortable, we can have the director or a member of staff join us.”

Lauren was sceptical of the stranger but with the director with them, it couldn't be so bad. After sitting down with the director the man introduced himself as Douglas Fritz, a private investigator. And 5 years ago, he was given the job of finding a woman by the name of Josephine Schmidt. It took him some time, but he discovered she had changed her name to Josey Weiss. And by the time he tracked her down. She'd already passed away. He thought his job was over. That was, until he discovered that Josey Weiss had a daughter, Lauren. So his hunt continued, that was until today.

“I was hired by your grandfather. He had a, falling out with your mother nearly two decades ago. He never even knew you were born. Until I showed him the records. He wants to meet you. I can tell you he's a really nice guy, for whatever my word's worth. Hmmph. He was heartbroken when he heard about your mother. I've worked with him for years. He even got me this nice splice. Who doesn't love a fuzzy otter?” the PI told her, showing a fang filled smile. A cheesy grin to hopefully put her at ease, or maybe a smile on her face.

This was all so sudden to for Lauren. She still had family. A grandfather. And he wanted to meet her. Really? She wondered. Her gaze drifting lower to the floor.

“Does he, know about me? That I'm homeless. About my mother? Her drug addiction? Her sleeping around, just to get by?” Lauren asked, her face looking to the floor.

“Yeah. He does. He knows it all. I don't hide things from my clients. And I assure you. All he wants to do is help you. His biggest regret in life was his fight with your mother. It ruined his relationship with your grandmother. It was only after she passed, that he hired me to find your mother. He can be a real stubborn fool sometimes. But I promise, he's a good man. He'll take care of you while you get back on your feet. And support you no matter what. I promise” Douglas replied before adding.

“Funny story. You know who funds these shelters across the country? The name doesn't matter, but the key backers. It's the Conrad family. And your grandfather, is the most trusted and senior advisor to Joseph and Julia Conrad, the heads of the family. They're also one of the richest families in the world. It's actually why I took a little longer to find you. I overlooked these places due to their connection to the Conrads. My major mistake. And I'm sorry you had to suffer longer due to my incompetence. So, if anything bad happened to you here or with me. Ms Director here could make one little phone call to either the Conrad estate or the media and bam. There'd be consequences.”

Douglas was quite the talker she thought. And he got her to agree to go with him to California to meet her grandfather. She was to call the director within 3 days to confirm everything turned out okay.

Lauren had never been on a plane before, let alone a private jet. She expected to be stuck in a car being driven for a few days but no. She was travelling in a private jet flight to California. Douglas at least took her to a hotel before her flight to wash up and even bought her some fresh clothes. He bragged that he'd be charging her grandfather for everything, so there was no need for her to hold back.

This was all turning out to be too good to be true. So she played it all safe. No over spending or over indulging. She was mostly worried, would she be a disappointment to him? Or even worse, was this all some big trick? A prank? Was any of this real? Lauren was just scared. Filled with anxiety. And Douglas could tell. 

He did his best to try and lighten the mood at first. Get her to splurge on her grandfather's credit card. Maybe mess around on a fancy private jet? But everything he suggested seemed to make her feel worse. The best he could do to help her was watch some old Disney movies with her. Escapism.

When they arrived at LAX, there was a giant, muscular, bull of a man waiting for them with a sign that had both their names on it. Douglas recognised the guy, calling him Auggie, as he guided Lauren to the man that was their driver. After introducing himself as Augustus, he never said another word as he drove them for several hours to the Conrad estate.

They were taken to a half built mansion, still under construction. When they arrived, there was a large elephant man staring at the car as it drove up. His stoical eyes never leaving the vehicle upon it's approach. This only made Lauren more nervous but Douglas tried to reassure her.

“If anything bad happens, I'll get you out of here. You just need to ask and I'll bust you out. No questions asked.” he told her.

With his reassurance, she took a deep breathe and exited the car. As she looked into the elephant man's eyes, his eyes widened in disbelief. His jaw becoming lax. As tears slowly built up, before falling down his cheeks. As she gazed upon the large elephant man, she could only think that he must be her grandfather. As she walked closer, she could finally hear his mumbling. “I'm sorry. Josephine, I'm sorry.”

“Hi. I'm Lauren. I've been told, that my grandfather would be here. I'm. Here to meet him.” she said nervously. The elephant man stopped his mumbling, as he tried to gather his courage.

“Lauren. I am Reginald Schmidt. And, you. You're the spitting image of your mother. My Josephine. I, I really have no right to be called your grandfather. I'm just the foolish old man who threw away his only child, his beloved daughter. I left her to rot. To wither away. Which only left you to suffer. I have no right to force myself to be a part of your life. But I promise you a life with no further suffering. You'll never be in need of shelter or sustenance again. I swear.” confessed Reginald, tears streaming down his thick skinned face.

“You, don't have to do all that. I, don't even deserve it. I'm not a good person. So don't. I don't deserve any of this. If your doing this out of guilt for my mom? Or sympathy for me? I don't want it. I, I, I don't deserve it. I'm sorry!” Lauren said as she ran off.

Reginald stood stunned. Paralysed with fear. While Douglas ran after her, Augustus walked over to Reginald.

“She's hurt. And not by you. The slimy detective will bring her back. Unlike us, he's good with people.” he told Reginald.

Douglas quickly caught up to Lauren. It wasn't like she had anywhere to run to. He didn't say anything at first. He waited a few moments before reminding her of his offer to take her away.

“Why? Why does everyone here. Keep wanting to help me? I don't get it. I'm scared.” she confessed, her arms shivering despite the California heat.

“Well, Auggie and I both knew your mom. It was more than 20 years ago since we last saw her. And we were too scared back then to interfere. Honestly, I was so happy the day old Reggie told me to find Josey. We were all heartbroken we found out she'd, passed away. It took me some time to find out what happened to her after she died. And it wasn't until I found your signature on the release form for her ashes, that any of us even found out you existed. I spent 2 years of my life hunting for you. Reggie set up a memorial garden for Josey, and I swore there. That I'd make sure you were both safe, and happy. And I'm not going to break another promise to Josey. Never again.”

“You don't want to help me. I don't deserve it. If it wasn't for me, maybe she'd, still be alive. Maybe I could have stopped her. And that day, I, I left her. I left her alone. And she. And she.” Lauren couldn't finish through her tears.

“Why? Why? Am I even crying? It's not like I have any great memories of her. She was high most of the damn time. She never remembered my birthday. She even stopped me from going to school. I really liked school. But instead, it all became about her. So why? Why can't I stop crying?”

“Because she was your mother. And despite everything, you still love her. She made her choices. You don't need to hold onto all this alone any more. You have family. You have your grandfather Reggie and you have me and Auggie. Even Annabelle too. You were only 14 goddammit. It's not your fault she died. It's not your fault.” Douglas told her as he brought her in for a hug.

Lauren continued to cry for awhile. Letting out all her sadness held inside that slowly built up over the years. Once she'd cried her tears dry, Douglas lead her back to her grandfather. Once Reginald saw Lauren's puffy eyes, he screamed at Douglas.

“How dare you make my granddaughter cry! Douglas you'll pay for.......” he screamed

“No. No. He, didn't make me cry. I'm sorry, for worrying everyone. I'm, just, not used to this. Getting help, like this. And would it be, alright, if I called you grandpa?” Lauren interrupted

Reginald was stunned at first. But a gentle smile arose upon his face. Tears welling up once again.

“I don't deserve such a title. But I would love it.”

Lauren went over to give her grandpa a big hug. His skin felt strange to her touch, but this made her finally realise something and had to ask about it.

“I've never seen so many splicers before. How come you guys, and all the workers over, are all spliced? And what made you decide on you choices?”

“I chose an Asian elephant to aide me in a long and healthy life. I also wasn't keen on having tusks. Are you also interested in splicing?”

“I've never really thought about it before.”

[The Raven]

Lauren stayed at the California estate for a few more days with her grandfather. She watched him work during the day, interacting with the construction workers, and they talked a bit during the evening. She was told they wouldn't be staying there long as they were now only waiting for someone else to join them.

They'd be moving to the Conrad's private island where her grandfather mostly worked and lived. Lauren couldn't believe she'd be living on a private, tropical island. She only remembered ever living in Cincinnati. And she really was unsure what her life was going to be like from now on.

Augustus returned a few days later with another young woman. Reginald greeted her as 'the young miss' but when she met Lauren, she introduced herself as Serenity Jean Conrad. The 22 year old sole grandchild of the wealthy Conrad couple who employ Reginald and Augustus. She'd just recently graduated college and was requested by her grandparents to come for a visit.

Serenity was a little surprised to find a 17 year girl was also joining her on her trip to the island. And worse, that the annoying otter was coming too. She'd heard about the increased splicing going on in her grandparents employ. As well as an interesting story from her father before he vanished.

She only learned of his disappearance because of some journalist looking into it. And shortly after that meeting, she got a call from Reginald. He told her that once she had graduated, her grandparents requested a visit from her. And that she should avoid any further conversations with the press. Serenity didn't like being spied on, even if it was by her grandparents.

She didn't recognise Augustus or Reginald after their splicing treatments, but Douglas, she knew it was him immediately by his shit eating grin. The three of them and Annabelle were her grandparents' trusted employees who were in contact with her somewhat regularly. Although, when she thought about it. She hadn't seen or heard from them directly in a long time. Her father told her a weird story about them turning themselves into monsters. She just assumed they got spliced, probably with some weird, long lived species or something like that. But then her father went missing a few weeks ago.

Serenity never had the best relationship with her father, but they did try to stay in touch. Her mother on the other hand. She'd remarried years ago and wants nothing to to with that man. Serenity knew why and understood her feelings. Her father had problems. He wasn't a good dad and an even worse husband. But he was still missing. And Serenity had a suspicion her grandparents know why. Hopefully, this visit will enlighten her to what happened.

She was surprised to see the scrawny girl in cheap clothes but at least it wasn't another old or middle aged man. So she was glad to hear that the girl would be joining them. It was going to be a long flight, and having another girl to talk with made the trip so much better. She even found the shy girl, Lauren, to be super cute and great company.

Their upbringings couldn't be more of a dark mirror to each other. Yet here they were together, flying to a private tropical island.

Lauren wasn't sure how to act around 'the young miss' but the more Serenity talked to her, and showed interest in her, the easier it was for her to open up too. She was actually having fun for the first time in awhile on the flight. Something Reginald noticed too, bringing a smile to his hardened face.

When they arrived at the island, Annabelle was there to greet them all. She was told to bring the young miss to the couple when she arrived and Serenity wanted Lauren to join her. Annabelle looked to Reginald who silently nodded, giving his approval.

Annabelle lead the party to the rear deck. The area had a large array of sun loungers, chairs and tables with an outdoor bar and 2 gigantic jacuzzis. Serenity and Lauren were confused by the size of well, everything. That was until they saw the giant, crimson scaled figure rise from the water.

Serenity and Lauren had never seen anything like her before. She stood more than 11 feet, possibly 12 if you included her majestic horns. Her beautiful crimson scale covered skin laid atop mountainous muscles. Her arms so large, so thick with muscle, each alone were bigger than the diminutive Lauren. Her colossal, naked beach ball sized breasts sat upon a pair of colossal pectoral muscles, each pec bigger than either girl's chests. Serenity was in awe. What she saw before her was the most beautiful, powerful creature she'd ever seen before. Lauren was also mesmerized by the magnificent woman, but also terrified at the thought of what this mighty woman could do to her.

The almighty dragon woman stretched before flexing her muscles, showing off to the young ladies. Ever since her splicing treatment finished, Julia Conrad and her husband Joseph, developed a powerful attraction to, well, power. Of all kinds. Intelligence, wealth, influence and of coarse, physical power. Especially big, powerful muscles. They both just loved to show off their power to everyone, but mostly to each other.

Annabelle interrupted the grand display with a not very subtle fake cough.

“Madam. I remind you that it is most inappropriate to greet guests in such immodesty.” Annabelle added.

It was only then that most of those present realised that the giant dragon lady was completely naked. Her large erect nipples exposed for the world to see. Her vagina was still mildly obscured by the clear water, the only thing maintaining the slightest bit of her modesty. Julia lowered herself to crawl on 4 limbs as she left the pool. Annabelle handed her a towel that could cover a king sized bed as she crawled out. She wrapped herself with the towel when an enormous black dragon man, barely appropriately covered in Annabelle's eyes, suddenly appeared.

“There's no need to be so conservative here Annabelle. We're all friends and family here.” the male dragon added as he loosened the front of his robe, unveiling a pair of massively pumped up pecs. Eliciting some deep stares from his crimson partner.

“One should always maintain a certain level of decorum when hosting guests, no matter if they are family, or friends, sir. No matter how things change, we should always maintain a minal level of civility.” Annabelle argued.

“It's fine dear, we shouldn't leave our guests waiting any longer. Serenity, it's a pleasure to see you again. Congratulations on graduating. Oh, yes. Your grandfather and I have made some, rather drastic changes as you can see.” Julia diverted the conversation after making herself look 'appropriate'.

“Thank you grandmother. It's, quite amazing to see you so well. You look absolutely. Outstanding. As do you, grandfather. I'm very happy to see you no longer stricken by that stroke.”

“Thank you dear. We're glad to see you so well. I'm feeling far better than ever before. As you may have guessed, we've taken quite the interest in splicing. It's actually a part of one of the reasons we wished to discuss with you.” Joseph replied.

“There is something I needed to talk you both about too.” Serenity interrupted. “What happened to my father?”

The dragon couple looked to each for a few seconds before silently agreeing on what to say.

“He's here. Against his will. He tried to break our agreement for money. If Douglas hadn't stopped him and brought him to us, well. He was most fortunate for Douglas' interference.” Joseph answered.

“Can I see him?” Serenity replied.

“He's still in recovery dear. He was, hurt a little.” Julia responded.

“Your grandmother bit him.” “And you broke 2 of his ribs. So don't put all his injuries on me,” “We're sorry if this upsets you. We weren't exactly happy to see him at the time. So we, somewhat over reacted a little.” “We promise you can see him when he's ready for visitors.” the dragon couple argued.

Serenity was mostly glad to hear that her father wasn't dead. She was still concerned about what her father did to receive such treatment though. She studied her grandmother's large mouth and vicious looking sharp teeth and imagined what damage a bite from that could do.

“I hope he gets better soon.” was all she could reply, fearing that any complaints would upset them.

“Now, before we get to business. Reginald. Is this young lady, she must be, really. She's the spiting image of Josephine. Hello there. I'm Julia Conrad. And this is my husband Joseph Conrad. Your grandfather has been in our employ for more than 60 years. Your grandmother too used to work for us. We were so sad to hear about your mother”

“Dear, she seems to still be in shock. Give her a minute to breathe and think. It's not like she's seen a couple of dragon splicers before.”

“Dragons? I thought splicing used animal DNA? How can there be....” Serenity questioned

“Artificial dragons? We bent a few rules to make ourselves the way we are.”

“Chimera splicing, was it? Combining multiple DNA profiles for multiple benefits. I thought it was dangerous? That's why it's banned. Isn't it?”

“When you hire the best, it can mitigate the risk. We were also getting close to our end. Our health was fading. For us, there was no real risk. So we went all in. And I dare say it paid off. Wouldn't you agree honey?”

“Oh, most definitely. Although I wouldn't change anything, it has led to some complications. Which is why we invited you here Serenity. We would like your help in representing us with our business interests. There's only so much we can ask of Reginald and Annabelle. We are currently shrinking our portfolio but we don't wish to bring undue attention to ourselves at the moment. So the process is moving rather slowly. You'll have plenty of time to prepare and become acclimated to the work.”

Serenity showed immediate interest. Asking questions about assets and share positions. The dragon couple smiled while answering each of her questions. As the conversation continued, Reggie walked behind Lauren.

“With the way this is continuing, I'd expect an opportunity for employment may be sent your way very soon. This won't be forced upon you, I promise. The decision will be yours with what you wish to do with your life. And I'll support you in whatever you decide.” he whispered to her.

Lauren was confused by her grandfather's words. Until the conversation between Serenity and her grandparents shifted.

“If I were to take you up on such a position, I'd need assistance.” Serenity told them.

“You'd have the full backing of Annabelle and Reginald, as well as anyone else from our trusted team.” Julia replied

“Not one of your people. I'd need someone of my own. Someone I could trust to work for my interests, and not just yours. I'd be working with you, not for you. In the worst case I could just be built up as scapegoat for you both. So I need some assurances to protect me. The first being my own assistant.”

“We'd need final approval. And vetting from both Reginald and Annabelle. When you've found a short list, send it to them for approval. We'll also provide other assurances that we won't be 'screwing you over'.” Joseph conditioned.

“Thank you, grandfather. I already have my candidate. Reginald, your opinion?”

“From all that I've seen, I have faith she would make an excellent assistant. She would need some further education, but I'm sure Annabelle would be glad to assist in that regard.”

“Annabelle?”

“From the information provided by Douglas, and what I've seen. She would need some harsh training. If she were to accept such an offer, I'd gladly pass on my experience and expertise.”

“Serenity dear. Did you anticipate this with our meeting today? You seem strangely over-prepared.”

“Not at all grandmother. I've simply been working hard to prepare myself for the future. As for my assistant,” Serenity said as she turned to face Lauren.” I thought she'd be perfect.”

Lauren was stunned. She had a feeling that they were talking about her, but tried to deny it. She didn't feel like she deserved such a thing.

“Well dear. It's your choice.” her grandfather reminded her as all eyes were looking towards her. A decision that would send her life down a crazy new direction.

3 weeks after arriving at the island, Serenity met with her father. He was terrified that her grandparents were plotting to kill him. That they'd turned themselves into monsters, losing their minds in the process. She knew that leaving him out in 'the wild', could lead the family into scandal or worse, financial ruin. That maybe it was best for him to be left here. He was thin, but she could see that he wasn't easting a lot of the meals being given to him.

After that confirmation of life, Serenity put her father behind her. Only receiving monthly reports that rarely changed. She was preparing herself for her future now. She'd be the face of the Conrad family. And although most of the family interests were being shifted to preference shares, where influence is minimal but gains are secured, there was one industry investment they were doing the opposite.

The Conrad couple were further securing their hold on Neuvocore. They wanted to build a new strength in the splicing industry. And further increase the power and influence of splicing and spliced individuals. They'd be starting new pro splicing lobbies in several countries across the world. And Serenity would be there connection to such lobbying efforts.

[Wookey]

Thank you. K+++++

[The Raven]

Over the following 6 months, both Lauren and Serenity had been training hard for their future roles. They'd also been bonding closely with each other. What had started as two people coincidentally travelling together. To working together. Being educated together. And training together. To becoming close friends. And now, they were both starting to have feelings for each other.

Serenity was actually crushing on Lauren a little since they met. But these feelings were much stronger now. Serenity had known about her sexuality from a young age, never doubting that she was gay since her early teens.

Lauren on the other hand was the opposite. She never once thought about her sexuality. Things were hard enough for her growing up to truly reflect upon her feelings. How she never once was interested in the boys all her other school mates were screaming about. How she preferred the princess over the heroic princes every time. So when her feelings for Serenity, for Sera, kept growing, all she could do was deny it. It eventually scared her so much, she ran to her grandfather for help.

At first Reginald was confused, believing that her feelings were of devotion, what people like himself and Annabelle feel for the Conrads. But the more they talked and discussed the matter, he realised that she was in love. The old elephant become quite troubled by the situation. Having romantic feelings for a superior can only lead to bad outcomes, that was unless, the superior truly shared those feelings.

He consulted with his friend Annabelle who was surprised by the news. The young miss had come to her for advice a few days prior for similar reasons.

Serenity had confided to Annabelle about her feelings for Lauren. She was also worried about being her boss, the power dynamic, what if they split up and if Lauren was even gay or not. Serenity had her suspicions but even if she was right, could she even act upon them? Did Lauren even like her that way? Even if she was gay? Serenity was getting herself into a mess. When these thoughts disturbed her, she mostly distracted herself with more work. But when it had all built up too much, she needed help. And so she sought help from Annabelle.

Annabelle had warned her about a relationship in such a situation with the many possible negative connotations and consequences. She had advised the young miss against going for such a relationship. But once Annabelle heard that Lauren also had those feelings for Serenity, she couldn't help but change her mind. Wanting to support their relationship in any way she could.

And so the veteran aides went out of their way to meddle in this blossoming relationship. They set the two of them up on a surprise date. Preparing them their favourite foods in a romantic dinner and some alone time by the outdoor pool under the night sky.

Lauren was quite oblivious to their actions, just loving the evening for what it was. Serenity was much more aware of her elders intentions. She saw this as a sign of their approval for her to go ahead with a relationship. And that made her feel more secure in confessing her feelings. So she did.

And from that night forward, they were a couple. And in only a few years, they be known as a premier power couple in elite circles. For more than one reason.

Not long after the girls started dating, they were both called in to a meeting with Julia Conrad, the matriarchal dragon of the house. She heard about their relationship and wanted to congratulate the two of them. Wishing them all the best in the future. They had tea and cakes as light treats during the meeting when Julia asked them about there thoughts on splicing. More specifically, on what there desires would be on being spliced.

Dr Hartwell would be coming to the island soon with some other people from Neuvocore. Julia thought this would be an appropriate time to consider their futures on this regard, especially if they wanted to consider a non-conventional splice.

She also informed them of a possible scandal brewing with Neuvocore in their splicing division involving the Arena, a splicer combat sports industry. She wanted Serenity to look into it and prepare for the upcoming meeting.

The new couple immediately got to work. The scandal was started because a couple was suspected of being chimera spliced. The accusation came from there current winning streaks while competing in the Arena. They're a married couple who both got spliced by Neuvocore who are also their sponsor.

The splicing was indeed an unusual case, they used ancient DNA from an extinct species which had to be supplemented by modern DNA samples due to decay. They claimed the species to be 'celestial tigers'. It was clearly straddling some legal loopholes to make a chimera splice. With what they could find, it was all within the law but clearly against the spirit of the law. Good for legal, horrible for PR.

That's when Lauren found something that could change that. She found the couples medical history, or to be more specific, the wife's. Before her splicing treatment, she was wheelchair bound. She had a genetic condition that would soon have left her completely paralysed if not for her unusual splice. And not just any old normal splice could have helped her.

This lead them to examine the couples sponsorship agreement with Neuvocore for the Arena. They had seen plenty of these exchanges when looking at Arena sponsorships during there studies. Win X number of matches or bring in Y amount of revenue for a high quality splice. This contract came with both win conditions and revenue holds but the part that interested Serenity the most, was the reference to Dr Hartwell in the contract. If they played their cards right, this could be the ticket to solving the PR problem.

The Arena had been around for over a decade now, but in the last few years it had become the dominant fighting sport. All 5 of the major companies involved with splicing had a share and a stronghold on the Arena. But that didn't stop the other splicing companies from staying in the game. Or a whole bunch more cottage industries from sprouting up around it too.

This seemed to be at the heart of the complaint. The smaller companies can't compete so when a unique 'advanced' splicer competes and shatters the competition, they'll find any excuse to get the rules changed in their favour. As long as they can't prove any wrong doing and can maintain a positive relationship with the rest of the big 5, there shouldn't be any major blowback on them, was Serenity's thought.

So the last problem that could befall them, was a political one. They could easily spin this situation for the public, but we all know politicians aren't swayed by public opinion.

The big 5 were megacorporations with money involved in many different industries. Lobbying was easy for them. Splicing is currently only a small investment for them, more just a gamble on the future. But there was direct competition for them in the lobbying game when it came to splicing. The religious lobbies and other industries banded together to suppress any changes that were coming from splicing.

Serenity knew one of the key priorities of her grandparents was for the further proliferation of splicing and the relaxation of splicing restrictions. They'd eventually want a more public life again at some point and the world had to change for them to be able to do that.

So this was what Serenity's first big challenge would be. Lauren had spent the last several months improving her reading, etiquette and organisational skills. It turned out she had a talent for numbers and a knack for searching out key information in large volumes of documents which made Serenity's job much easier.

As Serenity was finishing up her report for her grandparents, she was informed on the date of their guests arriving on the island.

[Wookey]

Love a good mystery

[The Raven]

5 guests arrived at the private island of the Conrad family, all employees of Neuvocore. There was the head of splicing research and development, Dr Hartwell. An old badger of a man who was more than welcome on the island. He even vacationed with his wife here, all expenses paid for by the Conrads.

Next was his direct superior, Neela Hatch. Neuvocore Chief Executive in charge of their splicing department. Ms Hatch had never met the Conrad couple, only taking her current position after the Conrad couple had already been spliced. Despite her position, she had yet to be spliced herself.

There was also Devon Evergreen, a keen eyed eagle man from legal. Jessica Darrow, a feminine feline from marketing. And lastly was Petre Olincort, an unspliced representative for the board of directors.

Annabelle escorted the guests to the estates conference room. All bar the doctor were surprised by the scale of everything in the estate. But what surprised those guests most, were the people waiting for them in the conference room.

There was the old elephant man they recognised as the one whom had organised this meeting and two young women, one clearly being an assistant who'd be taking minutes. But they were not whom surprised them. There, seated on a large floor cushion, nestled together, were two giant dragons. One enormous, heavily muscled, male black dragon, and an even bigger, even more muscular female crimson dragon. Even with them seated on the floor cushions, they were still looking down upon all the guests. The female even hunched herself further down to get a better a look at their newly arrived guests.

The first one to speak was Dr Hartwell, greeting the couple before asking how they were doing as of late. He'd spoken to the couple many times over the couple of years since they first met. He always took particular interest on the many peculiarities in their lifestyle. From walking on 4 limbs to the other small but unconventional changes.

The Conrad couple formally introduced him to their granddaughter Serenity and her personal aide Lauren, making sure to mention that they both would like a personal meeting with him in the near future. They then formally introduced themselves before waiting for their guests to reciprocate.

Other than the doctor, the rest of the Neuvocore party were stunned, some by awe, others by fear. One in particular, was terrified. Petre was doing his best to resist soiling himself. He couldn't make an embarrassment of himself here. It would only sully the name and influence of the Neuvocore board.

Joseph asked them all to take a seat before they introduce themselves and get this meeting started.

“Well, since it is your party that called for this face to face meeting, I believe your side should start. So who would like to go first?”

“Sir. Yes. Apologies.” began Ms. Hatch. “Due to recent incidents. There has been an increased spotlight and scrutiny over our splicing division. We are currently under investigation by COSAS, the body that manages and officiates splicer based sports for use of illegal splicing. This puts us into some issues when related to both your, and your wife's, choice of splice.”

“And why would that matter into a COSAS investigation? We're not competing in splicer sports.” Joseph asked

“Well, if it comes up, it could show a pattern of Neuvocore performing illegal or reckless practices when it comes to splicing.”

“Our splicing data is private and confidential. It was also not officially performed by Neuvocore. So, as you probably know Ms Hatch, there are no Neuvocore records in reference to our splicing. This is not some accident or cover-up. Although we possess an influential stake in Neuvocore, our splicing treatments was not performed by Neuvocore.”

“You, don't expect us to believe all that. Do you?”

“The development and administration of our treatments were all performed on this island. Is this a Neuvocore facility? No. It is our private accommodation. Dr Hartwell, a family friend as you have seen, volunteered some input into our treatment but we cannot claim for him to be directly involved in the process. The same applies for any of the other splicing researchers contracted to Neuvocore. So why would this matter to a COSAS investigation?”

The group were stunned by his answer. The couple had prepared everything beforehand so that there splicing couldn't be directly linked to Neuvocore. Anyone claiming or presenting 'evidence' would either be liars or thieves, and even the thieves wouldn't be able to directly link the two parties together.

“What about the timing of your aggressive purchasing of Neuvocore stock? Coincidences and rumours can be just as destructive as lawsuits and facts. Neuvocore is a publicly traded stock. Your purchase is publicly available information.” questioned Ms Darrow, the feline from marketing. Julia Conrad smiled at the question before giving an interesting response.

“Neuvocore also deals in green technology. My husband and I in our latter years, have become concerned about the future world we leave to our descendents. Our poor granddaughter. We've been feeling guilty about our own involvement for many years and after extensive research, we foresaw Neuvocore to be the best investment we can make for the future of the world. It's been a great blessing. It's how we met our good friend Dr Hartwell. He's the one who got us so interested in splicing.”

Ms Darrow could tell a fake story a mile away, but she could also tell the quality of one as well. And this one was good. Very good. It held enough truths which could easily be found and all the falsehoods were the details that would not be easily found or ever proven.

“We can use that.” Ms Darrow replied before turning to her colleague in the legal department “What about you Devon? Anything you need to add?”

“Chimera splicing is illegal under international law. You both could be arrested if you entered most countries. That alone would be issue for the company.”

“This island sits in international waters. And although against international law, it is not the recipients of such treatment who are considered to be in violation, but the scientists performing the research, the companies that conducting the research and the owners of said companies. Can you provide any proof into who the parties involved in such illegal acts are in this case?” retorted Joseph Conrad.

“Well, they could arrest you both. And charge you.” Devan replied.

“With what evidence? We bring in our lawyers and don't speak a word. Neuvocore has zero involvement and anyone who attempts to malign it with relation to us in such a matter could be silenced with slander or libel suits. You should be looking forward to such further work if that should happen.” Joseph retorted.

“Besides, the only reason any of you even know about us is because you interrogated our good friend here. We are not pleased about that. Keep the press or any other pests away from Dr Hartwell and none of this will be a problem.” Julia added.

“This COSAS investigation might lead to a government audit. What happens if they......” Petre tried to add before being interrupted.

“I said other pests, didn't I?” Julia growled to the man. Petre couldn't hold it together from that interaction, soiling both his pants and underwear.

“Now. Is there anything more?” Joseph asked.

A long silence ensued before Julia asked

“What are the company plans to do with the Arena scandal?”

“After the COSAS investigation closes, we plan to cancel the contract with the investigated couple for violating company standards and bury the whole thing.” responded Ms Hatch.

“A foolish move. Serenity dear. Why don't you lead this one.” Julia insisted.

“Yes, grandmother. Forcing a contract violation in such a manner would only lead to legal and even worse PR for the company. The Kyle couple came to Neuvocore in search of a cure. The wife was sick with a genetic disease in which even most splicing treatments couldn't help with. They searched Neuvocore out because they are the best. Dr Hartwell in particular. They needed a special treatment to make her better. Before her treatment, she couldn't even walk on her own two feet. And now, she's a star athlete competing in the Arena. This is something we can sell. And as I'm sure you all already know, legally Neuvocore is in the clear with this case. So instead, Neuvocore should use this case to bolster its public image.” Serenity explained.

“We can definitely sell the heart story of a sick and disabled woman being cured by us and even becoming a prize fighter. What about the husband though? Can we justify that in any way” questioned Ms Darrow.

“I think Ms Hatch knows the answer, but we'll get full confirmation from Dr Hartwell.” Serenity answered.

“The answer to that is simple. Children. The more diverse the splicing between two people the more difficult it is for them to conceive. So the Kyle couple requested to have the same genetic splice. They are a young couple after all.” Dr Hartwell unveiled.

“I didn't know about that. But it is something that we can be used in this case. Young couple, freed from affliction seeking a future family together. Lovebirds we can sell. Is she right about the legal issues though Devon?” Ms Darrow asked.

“It's entirely a legal grey area at the moment. Neuvocore, as did other companies, requested permission to study the use of extinct and incomplete DNA. There was no explicit permission to use them or to, fuck with them so much. But the exceptions were vague enough that there will not be any blow back on us.” was Mr Evergreen's response, clearly exasperated by the doctor's actions.

“Then Neuvocore's issues can be found in the political realm, and not the legal one. What headway have you made there?” Joseph prodded.

All eyes fell on Petre Olincort.

“Ehm, ah. What, exactly, do you mean, by that?”

The room was stunned silent.

“Are you implying the board has taken no measures to secure its position or its influence? If true, this can be seen as dereliction of duty. Splicing may only be a small part of Neuvocore's portfolio but it is its fasting growing revenue stream for the past 4 years.”

“No, no, no. We've obviously been making our usual political contributions and.....” Mr Olincort tried to argue before Serenity interrupted him.

“Usual? You haven't been furthering the position? This is a contested issue with a powerful lobbying coalition fighting against it. Splicing is already losing in the political game and we could see full on bans incoming for some countries in the near future. If this is the boards opinion and actions, it's a clear dereliction of duty and puts the company's profits at risk. We should be informing the other share holders of this and put out calls for an EGM.” Serenity proposed.

“I do have to agree with the young lady's proposal, but we can afford take things a little bit slower here. The board will be informed of everything that occurred at this meeting. If they continue to fail on this front, I'll rally support for a vote of no confidence in the current board at an EGM.” proposed Ms Hatch.

It would be no surprise to hear this from her. It was her entire division that was receiving a lack of political support and that was under threat. She didn't want to be made a scape goat or lose her job over corporate incompetence by her superiors.

“I'll still be informing our fellow investors in what has been discovered today. If we don't hear of the board's proposal within the next 4 weeks, we will be petitioning for an EGM.” Julia added.

There was some further discussion on ideas for further lobbying and sloganeering for pro-splicing groups before the meeting was called. Lauren had spent the entire meeting transcribing all that was said that day. All parties received an email later that day with the entire transcribe, word for word.

After the meeting, Dr Hartwell had a long chat with the Conrad couple before making time for a consultation with Serenity and Lauren later in the evening.

“So ladies. I hear you are looking to be spliced. What are interested in having done?” he asked

The young woman looked to each other before Serenity explained.

“We both want the long life that my grandparents both got. As well as some, other, more unique traits.”

“Well now. You have me intrigued.” replied the mad scientist.

[The Raven]

7 months after the meeting at the Conrad's island. An ephemeral beauty walked into the indoor gym on the island. Her snow white skin that literally sparkled in the light. Her long platinum hair, stretching down to her plump and full ass. Her toned, cross-fit like physique, gracefully walked across the gym on extra long muscular legs. Wearing only a sturdy sports bra and tight pair of booty shorts. And that doesn't cover her most prominent assets. Her voluminous breasts so large they were almost out of place on her body, held aloft by a pair of thick pectorals. A long tail, covered in beautiful silky hair that matched her divine hair. And a pure, almost glowing white horn that shimmered in the light.

She walked slowly towards the squat rack, with a confident super model swagger. She prepared to start a pretty intense leg workout. Her face, an ephemeral, almost mystical looking beauty, could be seen reflected on the giant wall mirrors. And even despite this intense workout, not a hair was out of place, nor did her skin discolour from its ethereal sheen.

As she progressed through set after set of heavier and heavier squats, not dropping her form once, some else stealthily stalked into the gym. The heavily muscled, fur covered legs traversed almost silently, barely making any noise at all. The hulking muscled creature, with shoulders more than double the width of its waist, skulked ever closer to the beauty, staying out of her direct or reflected vision.

The beauty had a bad habit of closing her eyes when pushing through heavy squats. A habit that the giant furry creature clearly knew as it moved directly behind the beauty. It's presence still not seen but now most certainly felt. Its massive body clearly dwarfing the fit and divine beauty. The beauty's head only matching height to the mighty muscled beast's pecs. Pectorals each larger than the beauty's head. Thick and shredded muscles covered in a thin layer of soft creamy, white fur.

The still silence was broken when the massive paws of the beast costed a feel of the pumped muscled ass of the beauty, forcing a response from the beauty.

“Hey! No messing around in the gym. These are some serious weights for me.” came an angelic, siren like voice, so pretty it could charm a listener to there demise.

“Aww. These light things?” the muscular beast asked. The voice a feminine growl as the beast easily lifted the weight from the beauty's shoulders. Curling it a couple of times not even feeling the weight in her hands, before racking the weight safely.

“Seriously babe? It's my workout time. And aren't you supposed to be working with grandpa at the moment?” the beauty asked before turning to face giant female beast. Her voice taking a more sweet and childish tone.

“Sleaze bag politician cancelled so the meeting got postponed. So I had a choice. To go over some draft bill propositions. Or to go see my little princess unicorn. It wasn't really a choice.” gently purred the mighty beast.

“You should be taking the new splicer regulations bill more seriously. And you shouldn't be walking around so exposed at the moment either. Annabelle is on the decency warpath again.” warned the beauty.

“Seriously? Why do the guys get to show off their amazing chests? It's not like I've got boobs. Just a godly pair of pecs.” the muscle best replied, bouncing her colossal pecs in a tempting fashion to the beauty's eyes.

“I know babe. I love your big and cuddly chest. And I still can't get over just how soft and fluffy all your fur is.” the beauty said as her face rubbed against those colossal pecs.

“Well, you did ask for me to be all soft and fluffy. And any wish of my princess, is a wish for me to grant.” The beast wrapped her mammoth arms around the beauty, encasing the beauty in a thick cocoon of fur coated muscle.

“Sera, I love you babe. But this IS supposed to be my time. And I need to keep pushing in my workouts or I won't be able to handle, a powerful beast like you.” the beauty pouted.

“Oh, but I missed you. We didn't even have breakfast together.” the beast pleaded.

“Your becoming more possessive again. We have all the time in the world to be together. And I'm not going anywhere. Being next to you, held close in your big, strong, fluffy muscles. It's my favourite place in the world.” the beauty comforted the beast.

“I just get really anxious sometimes when you're not around. When I don't see you enough. Like I've just got to make sure your all safe. And I need to protect you.” purred the beast, her embrace tightening around her beauty.

“Don't you feel that's kind of silly though? Were on an island, filled with only good people. And I'm not that weak that I need you to protect me all the time.” the beauty tried to reason with the beast.

“No, but you're that precious. And I don't know what I'd do without you any more.” cried the beast.

“Hey! You'd be fine without me. You wanted to be the most powerful person in the world. And I know it would be a little harder without me, but you'd still be on your way there.” the beauty declared.

“All this, was thanks to you princess. It was your idea. Even those amazing mammaries. All you. No. You're mine now. I just can't let you go.” the beast growled before lifting the beauty into her thick arms.

“My boobs? Is that what you're so possessive over? Mommy gotta protect her muscle milk? I'm just a milk factory?” the beauty teased.

“You bet I've got to protect my magic muscle milk making princess. And you asked for this remember. Your the one that wanted to help me grow. It was even your idea to be my little supplement factory.” The beast joked back 

“So, I don't have anything left on my schedule for today. And you're free until your 5pm etiquette lesson. Would you like to join me, in our bed my princess?” the beast continued to tease. A cheeky grin appearing on her muzzle.

The beauty pressed her lips into that cheeky short muzzle of the beastly woman. Her crystal, etheric blue eyes looking into the blazing gold eyes of the beast. After parting lips, she leaned to the beasts small, round ears before whispering.

“Well then, whisk me away.” her angelic voice sending shivers down the beasts muscled back.

The beast grinned a sharp, toothy, bestial smile before marching out of the gym.

On her way to their bedroom, they came across an old turtle woman who was none too pleased to see them. Not because she was she displeased to see them. But because of the attire, or more precisely the lack there of.

“Miss Serenity. Miss Lauren. We may not have any guests at the estate for the moment. But that does not mean it is proper for young ladies to wander the halls half naked. And before you remark again, personal fur is not clothing. That joke is not, and never has been, funny. I'll be reporting this to the madam. And Miss Lauren. Please make sure to be appropriately dressed for your etiquette lesson later. And do not be late this time. I'm warning you as well Miss Serenity. Or you too shall be joining her for my lessons.” warned the old turtle.

“Yes Miss Annabelle.” the beauty, Lauren, and the beast, Serenity, replied in unison.