Sacrifice for paradise

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	I look back at my life wondering how it was that I have ended up here, and in this position, suffering from mixed emotions. I was forced to give up everything I knew in order to start my life over, with a new beginning, however if I knew what that meant before I did this I may not have done it. Let me explain, I am now some wicked creature born from legends and fantasies and realized by a deranged mental psychopath that calls himself a revolutionary scientist and geneticist. I am now an anthropomorphic dragon, by my decision and his work. I live with others like myself in seclusion and shut off from the rest of the world on out own little island. We have started life over, as the scientist promised, but we didn't ask for separation and seclusion, we can't see our families, we can't leave. On a brighter note, we have learned to cope and exist as the new beings we are, and despite certain encumbrances, the majority of us are quite happy with what we got, I on the other hand remember how everything happened.

	It was simple, I had just graduated from college and had a full life ahead of me, however I couldn't find a job, couldn't pay off my loans, and worst of all my family rejected me and my girlfriend dumped me. Depressed and contemplating suicide, I read that some fancy new geneticist had discovered a way to morph human and animal DNA to create a whole new person, and was asking for volunteers to come forward who had nothing to lose and everything to gain. I figured I fit that bill so I ventured to Japan to see what it was. They seemed friendly enough and the procedure itself besides being unnerving and improbable had an extremely high success rate, as they had some examples of these people walking around and greeting. I saw everything from lions and tigers, down to whales and sharks. I thought to myself that if they could do it, so could I, but I wanted to be different, wanted to provide a challenge. They had recently discovered fossils and evidence of dragons, and I told them that if they had a DNA sample that could work, I would like to be a dragon. The employee at the desk picked up the phone and called for the scientist himself. I should have turned around and ran away as soon as he walked up, he had a crooked smile and a scar under his eye, and a maniacal way of carrying himself, but he spoke softly and seemed gentle, so I walked with him to the back.	

	He pulled up a screen and showed me different designs and DNA patterns until he chose 3 and dragged them up to the projector. They were the dragon DNA that he had on record and worked with little or no problems. It was a simple question, which one do I want to be similarly built to? They had a traditional winged dragon that looked a lot like a charizard from those Pokemon games, he had an eastern dragon, and a water dragon that looked totally awesome. I chose the water dragon thinking to myself I could totally breathe underwater, or at least hold my breath for a long time. The scientist handed me an officially sealed document, and explained that I have to give up the life I have now in order to live the new one, I read through the document and he was serious, I wouldn't exist after I signed that line. With a feeling of nostalgia and vehemence I signed that document and swallowed after the scientist filed it in his cabinet. When he turned around he had a truly evil look and said that I will go into the next room and strip naked. I did as I was told, I was never one to care who saw me naked, but when I came out on the other side and saw what awaited me I nearly screamed and went to run, but the scientist ushered me onto this contraption, which looked exactly like the eye-poke machine from Dead Space 2, and I was strapped in and constrained. The scientist explained that he needed a digital copy of my brains capacity and memories, and I could only mumble. My only instructions were to look into the green light and not move, I couldn't blink because of the machine and I couldn't struggle, but my head had wiggle room, but I knew if this screwed up, I was dead. 

	The needle crept ever closer until I finally felt it prick my eye, a little blood came out but thankfully it wasn't very painful, at least until it made a slight zap as it poked my brain, that made me want to just scream and howl and writhe in pain, but I couldn't, it was like the needle was holding me in place as it messed with my brain. I finally felt it begin to pull out and then just like that it was done, a little more blood came out but a few blinks later and I was good as new, or at least I thought. The scientist lead me to a tank of some sort that smelled awful and had a lot of wires leading from it, and he handed me two pills with the instructions to chew and swallow the red one now and swallow the blue one as soon as I was submersed in the tank. I wish I had backed out because as soon as I swallowed the red pill it felt as though my entire body was filled with boiling lead. Struggling through the pain I got into the tank and as soon as the liquid was over my head I swallowed the blue pill, but as I did I realized something was wrong, and then I knew that the scientist had killed me with a cyanide capsule. As my conscious fell away so did all the pain, I was almost happy to have it all end.

	The scientist motioned for his assistant, and the assistant said, “Is it really necessary to kill the victims in order for this procedure to work?”

The scientist nodded and explained, “The red pill is a form of sulfuric acid with phosphorous, which renders the patient in too much pain to cooperate and  activate the transformation, and using anesthetics are too slow, rendering the transformational fluid useless.”

The assistant only nodded his head and flipped the switch, and a needle injected the patient in the heart, jump starting him and activating the transformation. It started at the point of injection making his chest expand and convulse with new muscle and scaled began to form, then it moved up to his face, lengthening it out to a draconian muzzle and his eyes and ears changed to match, his eyes pupils changed to a more lizard like look and a nictitating membrane grew to provide him the third eyelid protection that the species he chose used for hunting. Out of the top of his skull grew to medium length horns, and a frilly crest grew as well. The transformation worked its way down to his stomach, which thinned out and became streamlined then thickened as muscle and a thin layer of blubber grew. The transformation reached the groin and flushed out his erection, and his manhood changed growing a knot at the base and his shaft lengthened out and took on prehensile properties as well as a triangular tip head, and his scrotum expanded to encompass the additional sperm needed for underwater mating, then receded into him becoming internal. The scales had begun to catch up with the transformation and began to take on pigment changing the pale white skin to a cyan color for his belly and underside, and a darker blue for his back and shoulders with patches of teal developing a pattern on him. His arms and legs were the last things to be transformed and then a cracking noise confirmed the lengthening tail that emerged from his spine, and grew out and had a frilly ridge grow the length of it. Muscles expanded in his legs and arms as the repositioned themselves for both land use in terms of walking and for swimming. His fingers and toes grew webbing and claws, and then his entire body expanded and bulked up from the humans 6 foot frame to the dragons 11 foot frame. 

	The transformation finally completed the scientist motioned to his assistant and then he walked up and pressed a button, the entire tank lit up as it was being electrocuted, and the scientists crooked grin was the first thing the patient saw when he came too.

	I opened my eyes for the first time after the experiment and immediately noticed that I had an extra eyelid that kept sliding back and forth, then I noticed the scientist smiling evilly at me, then I looked around seeing my new body, and I was simply in shock, as I could not believe it worked. I freaked out when I saw a genital slit instead of what was usually there, but relaxed when I realized I still had my manhood. I noticed the scientist motion at me then pointed up at the bar that I was to use to pull myself out. Getting used to using my new body was slightly difficult as I pulled myself out and promptly fell on the floor. The scientist chuckled and helped me up, then lead me to a new room. The lighting in the room was bright and made me cringe and squint, but when I got used to it I realized I was outside the complex staring at the ocean. My body longed to go out there and just jump in, but the scientist motioned to a boat. His instructions then were very simple, all I had to do was take a ride on this boat out to an island were they had others like myself, and enjoy my new life. The boat ride took about two hours but we finally reached a tropical island and the driver nodded at me. I jumped over the side and hit the water and just sat there amazed, I belonged here, I had a purpose again. Then my body caught up to me and told me I still need to breathe air, but it didn't matter to me, I could hold my breath for over an hour, so I sat there and played in the ocean for what seemed like days, until I finally told myself to check out the island. 

	It has been 5 years since I had arrived here on this island, despite the life I left behind I wouldn't go back to it, I have a mate that loves me and 3 children, and despite knowing that I can leave, something prevents me, prevents all of us from leaving. We belong here, and that is how it should be.