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Saga of the Secretary Chapter 2: Changing Bodies For BigChris369 By Draconicon

Jak sat in his office, shaking his head as he watched the camera feed from Topaz's office. The temp that he'd picked up to take care of her work was, simply put, not working out. The lizard already knew that there'd be a ton of work that he'd have to pick up as a result, and he wasn't looking forward to it in the least. Closing down the feed, the lizard leaned back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling.

The Fetish Institute had yet to call him about the status of his assistant's new body, or about the state of her old one. He knew that they would - they were too professional not to - but it was taking a toll on him to keep from calling them. The number was right there on his desk, and his temptation to just call for a simple update -

No.

He forced his hands back down to the arms of his chair, shaking his head a few times. After all this work to get this set up - and after bargaining the Institute down from their four million dollar fee - he wasn't going to give them a new opening to try and get more money out of him. Desperation was just too easy to play on, and a phone call asking for an update would be too good a sign to resist. He knew that he would take it in a heartbeat.

Knowing that he needed a distraction, Jak pressed one of the many buttons on the side of his desk, dialing his secretary just outside.

"Vivian, I need you in my office. Now."

"Right away sir."

Almost as soon as he took his finger off of the button, the door opened and the vixen stepped through. Vivian looked as good as she always did; her orange and white fur was well groomed, and it shone with some sort of conditioner or other. He never paid that much attention to it. A professional white blouse barely wrapped around her breasts, and the skirt she wore was so short that her high heels almost pushed her rump out past what it could contain.

"What can I do for you -"

"Slut command 1."

The trigger phrase immediately stopped her from speaking, and she went down to her knees, her eyes blank. He smiled a bit to himself, leaning on one hand.

"Come to me."

She started crawling across the floor, all thoughts of dignity obviously gone. It always happened that way when he used one of the phrases that the Institute had put in her head during Project V; she was helpless against them, the commands and the conditioning as much a part of her as her childhood had once been.

Once been. He wasn't sure how much of that was left, after what the Institute had done to her. He imagined that there were more memories that didn't exist than memories that did. Otherwise, how would her new skills actually make any sense?

The vixen stopped at his side, and laid her hands on his thighs as he turned to face her. She looked up at him, her eyes blank, but clearly waiting for instructions.

"We'll start with a blowjob, girl. Make sure that you do it well. Just pleasure, no orgasm."

"Yes, master."

Her talented fingers quickly undid the button and zipper of his pants, fishing out his cocks. They were already getting quite hard at the thought of what she was going to do, and as always, she eagerly showed her skills.

Jak leaned his head back as one of his shafts were pulled into her mouth, the soft lips and eager tongue working over the flesh, while his other cock was stroked, slowly tugged up and down. Vivian was quite good at that. He didn't know just how much she had sucked before he'd found her at that convention and hired the Institute to take her, but he knew that she had better lips now than any other partner that he'd found in the past.

Of course, she would have a challenger soon enough.

"Topaz..."

His thoughts roamed back to the wolftaur, imagining his assistant as he actually wanted her. Too many times, he'd been thankful for his desk hiding his erections. Too many times, he'd wanted to rip that top off of her and let those bountiful breasts bounce free, free for the eye and free for the hands to grope. He'd wanted to throw her down and rut her from behind like the half-beast that she was, and it took all of his self-control to keep that to a small fantasy rather than a consuming need.

Or at least, so he'd thought. The lizard groaned softly as the vixen changed from one cock to the other, sucking on it and teasing it against the roof of her mouth.

Heh, and here I thought I'd adjusted to temptation with just one slave...who would have thought I would need another?

And he would have another. Topaz was too good an assistant to lose, but the opportunity of changing her mind, of putting something more useful than simple desk work in there, was too good to pass up. Now that she was in the Institute, he could save her life, indebting her to him, and at the same time, put the right commands in her head to let her serve him properly to pay him back.

His cocks throbbed all the harder as he imagined his assistant going from her desk work to her under-desk work, and thought of how good it would feel to slam his dicks into her holes, to feel her spreading beneath his lusts.

A glance down at Vivian added to the fantasy. So far, Topaz had never shown any sort of lust towards another female, but with the changes to her new body, that wouldn't be too hard to have happen. He chuckled as he imagined the always-efficient wolftaur getting an erection when she came back to work, and trying to hide it, even as it started getting thicker and hornier and needier around the ladies.

Especially Vivian. There would be no resistance there, he knew. A simple word, and the vixen would bend over his desk - anyone's desk, for that matter - and allow someone to go to town on her. Topaz could learn the word by 'accident' and he'd see just how long she managed to hold out against temptation.

"Mmm, yes....MMMPH!"

He bit his lip as his fantasies were interrupted by both of his cocks sliding into the vixen's mouth. Looking down, Jak shook his head in admiration. It wasn't an easy to thing to get both of his cocks into someone's pussy, let alone into someone's mouth, but Vivian had managed it, slurping messily over both of his rods.

"Alright, alright, that's enough. Slut command 2."

Immediately she stopped, getting to her feet and working over the buttons for her shirt. It came off quickly enough, and then so did her skirt. Her clothes fell to the floor in a small pile, and her bra joined it shortly after.

Jak pulled his cocks together in one hand, giving them a quick, firm stroke as the vixen leaned over his desk. She pulled her panties to the side, and then started rubbing a finger over her ass.

"Please, master, fuck me. Fuck me hard. I need to feel your dicks in me again."

A little flatter than he would have liked, but then again, he hadn't gone through the trouble to turn her on the way that he normally did. It was more the commands than the genuine lust.

Might see what the cost of a touch-up conditioning would be at the Institute, later, he thought as he stood up. He let his cocks separate again, and he stepped forward, grinding one against her pussy, and the other against her asshole. Her pussy was so wet, already, and her asshole was twitching, a bit loose without any stretching from him. Yet another thing that he could thank the Institute for.

He thrust forward, hard, penetrating both holes at once. The vixen immediately arched her back, gasping and moaning under him.

"Ooooh yes...thank you master...please...fuck me hard...make me feel it...I need your cocks..."

Getting better, at least. The need was definitely getting back in her voice, the sense of urgency. He grinned as he started pulling his cock back, sliding out of her, only to slam back in as hard as he possibly could. She slid across his desk, knocking some of the paperwork off of it as she panted and moaned.

He shoved her down, holding her in place with one hand behind her neck, and grabbed her tail for leverage. Her ass was such an inviting target, and he slammed in again, and again, his hips smacking off of her rump and making her rear jiggle for him. She panted and gasped, her moans muffled against his desk, and her juices running down his cocks and over his balls as he gave her what she needed.

Her ass squeezed him so tightly, and she moaned and whimpered from that more than she did from the cock in her pussy. Chuckling, Jak pulled back, both of his cocks popping out of her holes, one dripping, the other dry.

"You want them both in your ass, slut?"

"Yes...god yes, Master...please...fuck my ass with your cocks...I need it in there so bad..."

Anal addiction. He'd specifically asked the Institute for it, and they'd come through in spades. While he did enjoy the feeling of fucking the vixen's cunt - and what a lovely one it was - it was far more enjoyable to use her ass. To see her preferring it, as well...well, it only made the dirty act all the more pleasurable.

He pressed his cocks together, holding them tight. Her ass was all stretched out, but even for this...

The heads ground off of her hole, pushing slowly towards the center. She whimpered and panted as he worked them into position, gradually getting them tightly enough together to make it work. Her hole resisted, trying to hold itself together so that it wouldn't get stretched to oblivion -

"AH!"

But it was useless. He forced both cocks forward, and she opened for him, her ass stretched out wide around both of his cocks at once. The instant he slipped in, he felt her pussy squirting, wet and eager as he pounded at her, filled her, broke her open with two cocks at once.

"Oh Master...so...so..."

She couldn't speak, and he didn't need her to. She was wetter, happier, hornier than she had ever been with just one cock in her ass. The lizard loved it, and started thrusting, pounding at her, fucking her.

She's gonna break at this rate... Not that it mattered that much, of course. He was going to get a new toy before too much longer, and that would be sufficient to replace her if he really needed to. Besides, he wondered how wolftaur ass felt, if it was any better than some of the more anthro holes that he had been enjoying lately.

His cocks were throbbing hard when the phone rang. He almost didn't hear it at first, too intent on the fuck that he was having, but it got louder and louder. Grumbling, the lizard paused, only a few thrusts away from orgasm, and picked it up.

"Who is it?"

"F.I."

Jak grunted. They called now, of all times. Of course they did. But at least it meant that he didn't have to stop. He started thrusting again, pushing himself hard and fast.

"Mmmph. So...what's the - nnng - deadline now?"

"She's almost ready for transfer. We imagined that you would want to be there."

"Yeah...I'll be...ah..."

He groaned, his balls drawing up as he picked up his pace, his cocks squeezed by her spasming hole as she went over the edge to an orgasm of her own. In and out, in and out. He leaned over her, his chest against her back as he rutted her ass, fucking it harder than he had in days.

"Be right...there..."

"Certainly, sir. And happy humpings with your current endeavors."

He slammed the phone down before grabbing Vivian's hips as hard as he could. The lizard growled as he fucked her, filled her with his cocks. He hilted with every thrusts, his sac swinging forward and clapping off of her soaking pussy. He needed her. He would have her, again and again, until -

And then, he came. Jak moaned as he felt his orgasm wash over him, both of his cocks pulsing inside of her as she squeezed him. He had stretched her open so far that his cum splashed back out of her, coming through the gaps between his cock and her hole, oozing out of her ass and down over her pussy.

He pulled out, the last few shots going over her rump and the base of her tail. It washed over the fur, sticking to it, and he grinned as he saw just how much damage he had done to her ass.

It was gaping, utterly wrecked. There was no way that she would ever be satisfied with one cock in there again, even when she wasn't under the Institute commands. He doubted that she would be able to leave her ass alone in her off-time, now that it had gotten such a hard hammering.

Stroking a little circle around her hole, he leaned in, whispering.

"Slut command 10."

She immediately slipped off of the desk, grabbing her clothes and putting them back on. The command was a pretty simple one; it essentially reset the person to the point they'd been at before the first slut command had been issued. She'd go back to her desk, and then not remember what had just happened. Nor would she care if she did think her rump was sore, or her panties were wet.

Jak pulled his pants back up, and made a few calls, clearing his appointments for the rest of the day. The department for foreign trade could get along without him for another day or two; he needed to see this transfer happen.

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He stepped into the Institute lobby, and went through the same routine as always with the mouse at the front desk. She gave him his keycard, and made him the usual offer she did when he came alone. The idea of fucking the little whore's cunt was a tempting one, usually, but having just unloaded with Vivian, it wasn't enough for him. She was probably a little too used, anyway.

As he rode the elevator down into the depths of the Institute, Jak considered what might have happened to Vivian's first body overnight. The raccoon doctor that was assigned to her had been rather handsy the night before, and he wouldn't be surprised if she had been fucked or used during the night.

Of course, that wasn't a bad thing. She was going to be fucked and used constantly, once her old body was fixed and her new body was properly programmed. However, he hoped that they had at least filmed it if it had happened.

The door opened on Subfloor 3 -

"Ah, there you are."

Jak looked up at the black-scaled dragon, shaking his head.

"How do you always know where to pop out at?"

"Call it intuition."

"I'll call it something..."

"Now, now, this isn't the time for paranoia. I imagine that you'd like to see how far along Topaz's new body is?"

"I thought it was complete."

"It very nearly is. We're just making the final attachments to it. Considering how specific you were about what you wanted -"

"Yes, yes, fine. Let's go see it."

"Splendid. Follow me."

He fell into step behind the dragon as they walked past the different 'exam' rooms that were set up on the floor. Unlike when he had brought Topaz down, the attitude was quite a bit different. Everyone around was an employee of the Institute, so standards of behavior were a little more lax. Men and women were touching themselves to the goings-on in the rooms below, to the transformation and the brainwashing and the nudity, and Jak...couldn't really blame them.

After all, that sort of power was rather arousing.

To his relief, the neighboring cells that housed Topaz's bodies had not garnered the attention of too many employees. He could walk up to the windows without fear of brushing up against someone else's dick, or thinking about whether he would be resting his hand where someone had blown their load only a few minutes ago.

No, no, they're more professional than that. It would have been cleaned up almost right after it happened, he thought. It wasn't that much of a comfort.

Leaning against the observation window, Jak looked down at the new body that he'd ordered prepared. It was almost an exact replica of his assistant, from her almost-oversized breasts down to her to her yellow-cream colored fur, to the fluffy tail and her long, powerful legs. It was, in a word, perfect...

Except for one little detail, the thing that he'd ordered added. A tube of flesh stood out between her hind legs, and several Institute employees were huddled over it, covering it with light from two different machines.

"What are they doing?"

"Ejecting the nano-machines that will build up her new cock. After all, we can clone a body, but getting the right size of shaft after they're born is a little more reliable if we can build that from scratch. Messing with genetics can get all sorts of errors, even with us."

"I suppose..."

As one of the workers stepped to the side, he was able to see the shaft in progress. It had a somewhat metallic core, but it seemed to be a bio-robotic mix rather than a fully robotic limb. That was something. Pink 'flesh' was being constructed as he watched, seemingly made out of nothing. It looked very cock-like, he supposed; the right shade of color and everything.

"And you've done everything that I've asked with getting her body all pumped and primed for sex, yes?"

"Of course. High doses of testosterone, as well as a pair of testicles that actually over-produce. Certain implants that counteract the steroidal effects of that, of course - we don't want to make her completely sterile, or make her hyper muscular - and making sure that her heat cycle runs opposite to what it used to do. One day off, and the rest of the month on. She'll be quite eager for any sort of attention."

He nodded his head. Quite a good bit of work, from the Institute. He wanted an assistant that was skilled, and he had that in Topaz. While he didn't want to lose that, he wanted to add other things, other benefits.

And the Institute seemed to have delivered.

"I assume that the costs of restoring the old body won't be too high?"

"I doubt that it will be. That's down to the accountants, of course, but considering you mostly want to remove the tumors rather than changing the body directly, I'm pretty sure it'll be a small fraction of what you've already paid."

"Good. And removing a few memories...if I remember right, that's one of the cheaper service that you offer?"

"On the high end of cheap, but yes."

"Good. I want you to erase her old body's memories of ever being anything but an employee at my company."

"Hmm, that's doable..."

Jak arched an eyebrow.

"Don't worry, we're not breaking the rules on discretion. We don't need to know your reasons. I'm just considering something."

"And what's that?"

"I could offer you a full package here. Reconditioning to believe that her old body was a member of your company, but in a role that would never have been legal before. Perhaps she remembers being the company whore, the person that went from office to office relieving the stress of your various workers. It wouldn't be that difficult to put those memories in her head, and her body would follow along, becoming quite eager, so long as the memories were relatively happy."

"...And what would this package cost me?"

"Well, we have options, as ever."

The dragon smiled, and Jak wasn't so sure that he liked the look of that.

"We could give you the package at the full cost. It won't be as expensive as cloning her and giving her an entirely new body, but it won't be cheap, either. Somewhere in the area of $750,000."

Jak suppressed a wince. He'd already committed a great deal of the company earnings for the last quarter on getting Topaz her new body. He couldn't really afford to commit that much more for something like that.

"Or, we can work out a deal, and I put the charge down to $50,000."

It was...quite the price reduction, he had to admit. And it was something more in the budget that he had left for personal expenditures from the company coffers. For that matter, he could probably pay for that out of his own bank account.

Still...

"What sort of deal are we talking about?"

"There's always a few tests that we could try on a new test subject, you know. If we do this, I'd have you sign a small contract, which would allow us to keep the old body around here for two months. We could run a few other small experiments on her, perhaps seeing how different growth hormones work on a body that's already aged, rather than one we've freshly grown. All reversible, of course.

"At the end of those two months, we return the body to you, freshly tightened, and you have your secondary toy, who remembers nothing but being the prostitute of the company. She'll probably think of it as being the 'morale booster' of your company, but that's beside the point.

"What do you think?"

I think that I'm going to be washing her old body off in a car wash, with how many times you'll have used it in two months, Jak thought to himself. The idea of having Topaz's female body under the control of the Institute for that long, to be experimented on and likely fucked every day by who knew how many employees...even if they tightened her up and cleaned her off afterwards, it was somewhat disgusting to him.

On the other hand, having an employee that had Topaz's current skills but also remembered being a total whore...well, that had its advantages, and he knew that he could afford $50k.

"I suppose that I don't have much choice in the matter."

"Good, good. We'll get the contract drawn up after the whole consciousness transfer is complete."

"That's happening soon, then?"

"I would say in the next few minutes."

"Alright, are we doing that here, or -"

"Of course not. Follow me."

The dragon doctor led him back to the elevator, and then further down into the complex. The holographic display of the various floors went down much further for the dragon than it did for him, past even the grayed-out parts on the map that he'd been seeing. Jak wondered just how far down the Fetish Institute actually went.

When they stepped out of the elevator again, they were down on Subfloor 14, much, much deeper in the earth than they had been. He could feel the artificial pressure down here, the empty air, the way that the air felt stale in comparison to the higher floors. It probably didn't get nearly the circulation down here that it did up there.

Unlike the observation rooms that the third subfloor had, this floor's exam rooms were completely open, covered instead with little light emitters on the ceiling. Jak paused as they passed under the light, feeling a small tingle on his skin. The dragon explained.

"They're a form of radiation emitters. A harmless wavelength, to us, but it gets rid of germs like nothing else. You'd be amazed at how sterile it is down here."

"I imagine that a number of surgeries happen here, then?"

"Of sorts that you would never imagine."

And probably don't want to, Jak thought. If the Fetish Institute could clone people, could transfer a mind from body to body, could condition them with memories that they'd never had, could change the way that the nerve pathways on the body worked to make new pleasure zones, he imagined their limits on what they could do were quite a ways away from the rest of the world.

Topaz's bodies had already been brought down, he saw as they were led up to one of the 'surgery' chambers. They were on tables right beside each other, with the old body still wearing the helmet and the -

"Tell me, and tell me honestly. Was the toy in her rear something that was actually needed?"

"Actually yes. We weren't lying when we said that it kept waste from being spilled, and actually broke it down so that it wouldn't become backed up. But there was another reason for it, as well."

The dragon waved his hand through the air, and a holographic display popped up in front of him, surprising Jak enough to make the lizard jump.

"What the -"

"It's easier for doctors to run surgeries if they can just have the information float in front of them, instead of having to look off to the side at all the graphs and readers."

Was there anything that did limit their technology? This sort of thing would put any company in the world in the forefront of the technology race, and would save so much time in the long run if people could carry the information around without needing tablets or computers. He shook his head as the dragon brought up a cutaway view of Topaz's current body.

"You see here? The rod reaches just about to her spine, with an inch or two of flesh and tissue separating it. Not quite enough to actually give a direct current, but with a properly aimed charge, we can touch the spine with an electric current. This connects with the small current that's going through her head with the helmet, and basically gives a physical link to the re-written stuff in her head."

"You reinforce the mental with the physical..."

"That's pretty much it, yes."

"That's...insane."

"So was the person that thought of it, to be honest. But it works, and nobody can argue with results."

He shook his head, but there was no more time to say anything. A group of five technicians walked by, two standing by the new body, and three by the old. The dragon shushed him quietly.

"They're about to start."

The procedure began with a burst of light, each of the technicians calling up a technical display the way that the dragon had. Information that Jak couldn't quite decipher was read and called out in quick succession before one of the techs reached for the helmet.

Boop, beep, beep, boo-beep, boop.

The raccoon pressing the buttons stepped back, and another burst of light shot out of the front of the helmet. It flickered around a few times before condensing into the shape of a block, a blue one that rotated in place. The raccoon cleared his throat.

"Name file. Topaz.exe. Copy."

Jak watched the name flow over the top of the cube, spreading down along the sides in numerous copies of the file name before it switched over to the 1s and 0s of binary. Then the cube stretched, pulling further and further apart until it popped into a second one, looking exactly the same as the first.

With herding gestures, the technicians pulled the second one over to the other body. A new helmet was pulled down, and laid over the sleeping head of the hermaphrodite body, and the blue cube was suspended over it.

"Commence download."

The helmet emitted a small beam, and Jak bit his lip as he watched the cube begin to disintegrate, turning into pixelated bits as it was pulled down the stream of light into the helmet. Another technician was already at the wolftaur's tail end, pushing several rods inside of her. Or...hir, he supposed.

"What is that for?"

"There's a lot of modifications going on, and this body is more...virginal, than the last one was. We need to break that for the conditioning to take full effect."

"Do you really have to?"

"We're afraid so. All the knowledge that we're imparting into her consciousness has been from a number of sexual experiences that she hasn't had. We need to give her body at least a couple of them so that it has a frame of reference. The more outlandish the memory is, the more difficult it can be for it to stick around."

"You didn't have that problem with Vivian."

"That's because we had the opportunity to be more hands-on with her. You might remember that we put her through quite the wringer. And besides, she was only trained to enjoy feet and anal, as well as submission. You're asking for a body re-write, chemical re-balance, libido boosting, and a more wide-spectrum fetish enhancement with this particular subject. There's more that has to be done."

Jak shook his head. He had no idea what half of that meant, but he would go along with the dragon. For now, at least.

It was still rather interesting to see Topaz's new cock bounce when the rod slipped into hir ass. It responded quite nicely, and he wondered if she would do the same when he got around to fucking her.

"So, dragon. How difficult was it to re-write bits of her mind?"

"Surprisingly easy, particularly around the libido boosting parts. We barely had to do anything on that."

"...What?"

"Yeah, I was surprised too, but your assistant here has the sex drive of the lustiest streetwalker. She just has been repressing it around you."

"Hmmm...now isn't that interesting."

The lizard pressed one hand to his chin, thinking it over. Topaz had always been a particularly devoted employee of the company, though he had never seen her express any sort of need or lust towards him or any of the others working there. He had, however, heard of a few things when she had gotten drunk...once. It had only been the once, and he had no further evidence of it afterwards, but if that had been true...

I kind of envy the bartender of that story now, he thought, remembering the section of the story where said bartender had gotten to stuff both holes of the wolftaur with some bottles of alcohol.

Unfortunately, Topaz had never gotten drunk again after that, and he imagined it was so that she could maintain her image of someone efficient, focused, and productive at the company. On the one hand, he appreciated her professionalism. It was at least partly due to her work as his personal assistant that he had the funds to do this to her in the first place.

On the other hand, maybe he would have had some luck with her if she hadn't been as frigid and so controlling as she had been.

Well, they'd never know.

As the consciousness continued to download, Jak watched the new body. The breasts were already starting to react a bit, the nipples starting to turn upwards in little points. He kept catching the slight smell of pussy, as well, before the lights coming around burned away the smell and the pheromones that were on it. He groaned under his breath, adjusting his pants a little bit as his cocks started to react to the scent.

"Having an issue, Jak?"

"No."

Walking around to the herm body's bottom half, Jak took a moment to enjoy the view. Both of hir holes were spread around relatively large rods, holding her pussy and her ass open wide. Occasionally, he saw them light up, and he imagined that those were probably sparks going through her body to program this or that sort of response. He would have to get a write-up from the Institute later, telling him all of the various changes that they'd be making to her. He didn't want to assume anything, in this case.

Fighting the urge to walk up and get a closer look, Jak continued his slow circuit. The copied consciousness was almost completely downloaded to the new body, with only a quarter of the cube left to be downloaded. It wouldn't take much longer, though he imagined that the body would need another day or two to be completely settled for him. But he could wait. He could wait as long as he needed to.

Jak continued his circuit, only to glare as he reached the former body. The raccoon had the wolftaur's pussy spread wide, holding it open with two fingers as he plunged its depths with his other hand. He had almost fit the entire fist inside before the lizard cleared his throat. As the doctor looked up, Jak shook his head.

"Please don't loosen her up too much already. I want her to be still tight when he gets sent back to me."

"Don't worry about it. She'll get tightened up before she goes to you. Hell, we could be stuffing watermelons up this hole and you'd never know that it had passed through."

Jak bit his lip to keep from retorting. He kept having to remind himself that, here, he wasn't a CEO, he wasn't a man with power, he wasn't the one with authority. Here, he was a customer, and a customer had to go along with the professionals. While he didn't like it, he could understand the need for it.

He rejoined the dragon, shaking his head a few times.

"When will I be able to take her home?"

"You mean hir?"

"I suppose. But the same question stands."

"I would say probably tomorrow. The day after, at the latest."

The lizard growled before he could stop himself, shaking his head.

"Does it have to take so long?"

"Are you already that bored with the vixen?"

"She was a momentary thing. Topaz is..."

"A bit more of an obsession?"

Jak's glare returned, but he had to be honest with himself. He nodded; he had been wanting her for much longer than he'd been wanting Vivian, and the fact that it was so close now...He almost wanted to do what the doctors were doing, enjoying her sleeping body, or the other, more varied sleeping body...

But he would wait. He could be patient, if he had to, but good lord did he hate it.

"Come on. Let's go back upstairs. I have a few subjects that you can vent your frustration on, if you really need it."

The dragon guided him away, though Jak kept looking back over his shoulder. The lizard knew that a day wasn't that long, and even two was hardly a weekend. He'd waited for months in the past to get what he wanted...

But somehow this was driving him crazier than anything else ever had.

The End