Angelfish A sensation half-woke her… a hand slid between her legs, rubbing slowly, the tip of a finger pushing lightly against the entrance to her cunt.
It felt… It felt good, she thought, hazily… She sighed and wriggled slightly, opening her legs to let the hand gain deeper access…
She frowned to herself. She couldn't seem to open her legs... But she was too tired, too fuzzy, to be worried… She dropped back into sleep…She couldn't work out whether she was asleep and dreaming or dozing with the Holovision on… It sounded like some sort of medical documentary… Voices came and went, impinging slightly on her consciousness… "… new procedure… highly experimental… fused the individual bones… restructured for greater flexibility…"
She felt hands on her body, cold hands covered in some sort of rubbery material, manipulating her arms, stroking her breasts, fondling her nipples… a strangely distant heat glowing low down in her belly as the hands explored her genitals, flicking at her clitoris as she moaned breathlessly and tried to push up against the fingers…
Or did she dream it?"Yes sir, we are very pleased with the result. Very pleased indeed. Would you like to see her?"
Carlos Raphael nodded slowly, eyes bright under heavy, bushy brows, hiding his eagerness beneath his fabulously expensive tailored suit. Constantin, the biotech, ushered his client towards the clinic.
"We are certain you will be pleased too. We have fulfilled your brief - and added a few small… refinements…""Maria… wake up now, Maria…"
Heavy eyes fluttered slowly open. She could vaguely make out a form, dressed in a white coverall, leaning over her. It smiled.
"You should be feeling better now. Any pain?" He placed a finger over her lips as she opened her mouth to reply. "No, don't speak. Just nod or shake your head."
Frowning slightly, she shook her head. As the… doctor?... took his hand away, she licked dry lips and asked,
"What happened?"
Except - no words came out, only a faint bubbling sound. Her hand went to her throat, eyes and mouth wide open. The doctor gently caught her wrist and patted her shoulder.
"It's alright Maria. Nothing to worry about."
Her vision was slowly returning to normal. The doctor looked kindly, grey haired with light blue eyes: had she looked a little closer she might have noticed the coldness behind the antique spectacles he affected. There was another hazy figure behind him, one she couldn't see properly in the muted light. She smiled tentatively. The doctor regarded her for a moment, then nodded.
I expect you'd like to know what's happened…"
Please… she mouthed. He glanced over his shoulder.
"I think perhaps your owner should explain…"
Owner? She blinked, face twisted in her confusion.
She gasped as the other figure stepped forwards, hiding the medic behind his bulky body.
Papa? It came out as a faint bubbling murmur. Raphael smiled down at her, one hand stroking her face…And the memories came flooding back…
"Cara mia, we must leave…" Giovanni took her hands, gazing into her eyes.
"And why must we do that?" The precocious teenager smiled archly, fully aware of her power over the attractive young man. She thought she maybe even loved him. She knew she wanted him to make love to her. But she was determined to keep her virginity until her sixteenth birthday six months away, and so far she had succeeded, despite his protestations of undying love and devotion. But he made it very difficult for her…
Giovanni swallowed and glanced back over his shoulder.
"Maria, I have heard… heard… things about your papa. They say he is mafiosa…"
She laughed and tapped his nose.
"You have been listening to gossip. Papa is no such thing."
He grabbed her shoulders.
"Maria, bella, please! Please listen to me! They say he runs the biggest protection racket in Europe. You must come away with me!"
She shrugged him off angrily.
"How can you say such things of my papa!?"
"Because it's true! My papa…" he faltered, swallowing hard. "Papa has been… threatened…"
Maria frowned. Giovanni's family were well-to-do merchants, wealthy but not overly so, descended from mediaeval nobility and proud of their name…
Then she laughed.
"Ah, this is some new way to get me into bed, isn't it?"
"No! Maria, how could you think such a thing?"
She sighed and shook her head.
"I think you should go."
"Maria…"
"Now, Giovanni."
Shoulders slumped, large liquid eyes brimming, he gazed at her hopelessly.
"I love you, cara mia…"
She eyed him haughtily for a moment, then turned her back and walked straight-backed into her father's house.Three days later she was curled up on her bed, tears trickling down her face, the images she'd seen on the screen burned into her inner vision - Giovanni's family, all gone, all dead in the fire that had ripped through the family villa, their business under investigation for fraudulent dealings…
Worse, though, were the words she'd heard her father mutter to her uncle. They hadn't known she was there, crouched behind a leather sofa in her father's strictly off-limits office…
"A good lesson to the others. I don't think we'll have any further problems…"
Something tapped against her window. Dragging her hand across her eyes, she sniffed and rolled to look, eyes widening at the sight of Giovanni, his hands and face burned, clothing blackened, but still alive. She raced to the balcony and pulled him into her arms, kissing him frantically, oblivious to his wincing.
"I thought you were dead! I thought you were dead!"
"I will be if your father finds out I survived… Maria, I have to get out of the country, my life isn't worth a rat's fart here. Come with me."
She shook her head, glancing back at the luxury of her bedroom.
"I… I can't…"
"Please, cara mia. Come with me."
She bit her lip, then nodded.
"Wait one moment. I have a little money and some jewellery, we can take it with us…"
Grabbing a bag, she dragged a few essentials from a drawer, stuffing them into the holdall, then pulled the picture off the wall by the door to reveal the safe hidden beneath. Thumbprint and retinal scan proving her identity, she reached in for the wealth it contained - only to scream as her door burst open and her father caught her wrist in one large, powerful hand. Behind him Uncle Luigi, gun in hand, was aiming at Giovanni standing just inside the balcony doors.
Carlos grinned mirthlessly.
"So, my little girl thinks she can leave me, does she? And with that?" His head jerked in the direction of the terrified youth. Not taking his eyes from Maria, he barked, "Kill it."
Luigi sniggered - and fired. Maria watched, screaming helplessly, as her uncle coldly, slowly, fired into Giovanni, from the groin up to the stomach then the right side of his chest.
To Maria's anguished eyes it seemed to take him forever to die, drowning in his own blood. As he gave one last gurgling breath and lay still, Carlos turned his attention to his daughter, bringing his mouth close to her ear and whispering,
"You will never leave me. I will make sure of it, my pretty little beauty…"
He'd backhanded her hard across the face: her head had slammed into the wall and she'd lost consciousness…She stared up at him, terrified and trembling. Constantin frowned.
"Hm. Heartrate and respiration are up… you want me to drug her?"
"No." drawled Carlos, fingers tracing her cheek, her throat, then the curve of her breast. She flinched back, bringing up her hands to stop him…
And stared. What… what had they done?
Her thumbs were gone. Her fingers were too long, and felt… weird, as though the bones had changed to something much softer… and they were webbed… and her creamy olive skin now had a distinct tinge of green… were those scales on her skin?
She felt herself hyperventilating, her vision going white, then something stung her shoulder briefly, and her breathing slowed and evened, her heartrate returning to normal even as abject terror still held her in thrall.
"Sorry sir, but that's better. I can give you some of this to keep her calm, until she learns her place." The doctor frowned. "We wouldn't have this problem if you'd just let us perform the memory-wipe, sir…"
"Oh, I know," Carlos murmured, hand cupping the underside of her breast. "But I want her to remember everything." He frowned, pushing her breast upwards slightly. "This feels heavy…"
Constantin grinned smugly.
"Ah, that's one of the little refinements I mentioned. Suck."
Carlos blinked at him.
"Suck?"
The doctor nodded, flicking a nipple. "Go ahead."
Maria closed her eyes in disbelief and horror as her father lowered his mouth to her nipple and sucked.
He frowned up at the biotech.
"What's supposed to happen?"
"A little harder, sir."
He gazed back down at the nipple - much larger than it had been before her change, plump and hard - then sucked again, harder, ignoring her pained gasp. His eyebrows shot up as a thick sweet liquid spurted into his mouth: sliding his lips over the nipple he rolled the liquid around his mouth, then inclined his head.
"Tokaj?"
The doctor nodded, grinning widely, and stepped forwards to push her breast upwards, pointing at what looked like a small mole in the crease where it met her chest.
"Implants, sir. Vacuum sealed, of course, with a direct feed into the nipple itself. They can be refilled from here," he pressed the little mole: a patch of synthetic skin slid back to reveal a small socket. "There's one under each breast. You can fill them with just about anything you like, using the small attachment we'll provide - though I'd suggest wines or spirits, it would be most unpleasant to use something that would spoil." He sighed and crossed his hands over his stomach. "Think of it, sir! Your pet can dispense your cognac, straight from the breast, as you fuck her. What a treat for your guests!"
Maria was shaking, tears streaming from her eyes, watching her father hopelessly. He raised an eyebrow at the doctor and lowered his head again, sucking the nipple back into his mouth, one hand kneading the breast, the other fondling her other nipple. Desperately she tried to push his head back, but her hands didn't work properly, the fingers bending the wrong way, unable to get any purchase. Though it was obviously irritating enough for him to raise his head, glare down at her, and bark,
"Be still!"
And she froze. Her arms came back to rest at her sides, and she felt herself going limp under him. He grinned at the doctor.
"Good, I'm glad to see that works!"
"Oh yes sir. She's been imprinted with your voice commands. She'll do whatever you tell her. She won't want to, but she will obey."
He nodded and returned to her nipple, sucking painfully, and pinching the other, then licking and standing upright.
"I am pleased! Now, let me see the rest…"
He walked around the recovery bed, smiling. The biotechs had really excelled themselves this time, re-creating the beautiful girl exactly as he'd specified. The hair had been permanently removed from her groin and her clitoris greatly enlarged, so it stood proud of her body: her slender thighs were separate limbs to halfway towards her knees - at which point the biotechs' art had fused her legs together, recreating the bones into a crude facsimile of a second spine, flowing down the sleek long tail to a graceful fluke at the end…
A mermaid. He'd wanted a mermaid as a pet - and that's exactly what they'd made for him. He felt his erection rub against the silk of his trousers. His daughter. His beautiful, sexy, tempting, fifteen year old daughter. Now wholly dependant on him for as long as he chose to let her live…
He smirked.
"A beautiful job…"
Constantin grinned back.
"Another little refinement, sir." He operated a lever at the side of the bed, and the bottom half slowly lowered. Carlos watched as his daughter's tail went with it, her hips bending back further than was natural. He frowned at the biotech, who rubbed his hands gleefully.
"We thought, sir, since she has no legs to open, actually fucking her - from the front, anyway: from the back isn't a problem since she'll bend from the waist as normal - might be a little problematic. We've installed much more flexible hip joints for you." He shrugged. "We've had to lose a lot of buttock, of course, to allow for the extra movement, but it's a small price to pay for the extra mobility…"
Carlos peered more closely at his daughter's groin, then grinned.
"Pretty!"
"Yes, we thought you'd like that, sir. They'll look even better in water." Maria's labia now resembled nothing so much as lacy veils of almost translucent quivering flesh, a deep olive green in colour. Carlos touched them, revelling in the horrified shiver that went through his daughter at the intimacy, then eased them aside to look directly at the entrance to her cunt. He slid a finger into her, pleased at the bumpy interior of the channel - enough to stimulate the most jaded penis! - then straightened up, nodding his satisfaction.
"I am very impressed. There'll be a rich bonus for your team."
"Why, thank you sir! Though I have to confess the solving of the difficulties involved with this sort of bioengineering were almost reward enough in themselves… In a manner of speaking."
Carlos laughed and slapped him on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, you'll be paid. Now, I need to take her home…"He took her into a specially hidden room deep within the enormous villa, a room that resembled a fancifully jewelled cave and the floor of which was mostly shallow pool, and there he lowered her into the water. She immediately swam frantically away, automatically and instinctively using her tail as a dolphin would and only realising it when she brought up sharp against what was obviously her new bed, a structure that she could swim onto and then raise from the water by a small electronic pulley. She backed into the rear wall of the 'cave' watching with terrified eyes as her father stripped out of his expensive suit, his erection a massive rigid column at his groin, and dived into the pool, swimming purposely to her. She whimpered bubblingly and tried to flee, only to freeze as he again ordered her to "Be still."
Standing in front of her, cock quivering against her enlarged clit, he cupped her breasts in large hands and squeezed painfully.
"Now, daughter, let me explain how this works. There will be times when I want you to fight me, or try to run, or pleasure yourself while I or my associates watch. I will make it very plain when those times arrive. But now, and for the next few days, I want you to hold yourself still while I fuck you. You need to get used to being used before I let others take you." He leered. "Besides, I know from the clinic you are a virgin. I am going to change all that. Over there!"
He pointed to something that looked like a padded table, the top just above the water, the rest below it. Tears streaming down her face, she swam to the thing and floated, waiting for instructions. He joined her and pushed her closer.
"Lean back on that, with your tail under the table." He waited impatiently while she complied, unable to do anything else, then moved to stand in front of her, the tip of his cock hovering at the very entrance to her cunt.
"And now, my sweet little slut, my daughter, my pet, you will learn your station in life…"
He took a nipple into his mouth, suckling hard, then slammed into her. She clutched at him with hands that had no strength and screamed silently, feeling torn apart by his girth and brutality and her own inability to part her legs to ease the pressure…
He raised his head to smirk into her agonised face.
"Oh, and just so you know, in a little while I'll fuck your arse, too, and your mouth. You'll learn how to pleasure me, and my friends, and if you're good I may even let you out into the open air every few months or so…"
And she wept helplessly as he rammed into her over and over again, emptying one breast of the sweet wine before moving to the other, sucking and fucking until he came with a howl of utmost pleasure, throbbing inside her raw and bleeding cunt…
Yanking out viciously a minute or so later, he hauled himself up to sit on the edge of the table, grabbing her head and shoving it against his groin.
"OK, Angelfish - suck me. Get me hard again. Then I'm going to take that sweet little arse of yours."
As she took the limp cock into her mouth, one soft webbed hand cupping his balls, she heard him chuckle. He ran a hand through her long, deep green hair.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this. Oh, I am going to get so much joy from you…"
© 2003 June 29th Joules
Darkside
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