Sarah couldn't believe the room she had been given to stay in at the casino. One of their large honeymoon suites had been converted to hold her. Sarah wondered just how quickly they had built this for her and what if she had decided not to take the deal they offered her. The cynic in her thought they had already built it and were willing to take any dumb girl.
A large pool took up most of the room. There was a large low bed across from the door. The furniture was low to the ground and looked made to accommodate her extra length. A large low bed was across the pool on the opposite side of the room from the pool. As tired as she was, the large pool of water called to Sarah more than the bed. She pulled herself across the floor and looked into the water. She didn't know the best way to get in, so she lay along the pool's edge and rolled into it with a big splash.
Sarah panicked at first as she sunk to the bottom, but then she let go of her breath, and as the water flowed into her mouth, it was forced through her gills. The sensation was still weird to her, but other than tickling her gills, it felt no different than regular breathing. It took her some time to get used to her body in the water, her arms were not enough to propel her through it, but she didn't quite know how to use her tail. She had to pull herself along the bottom of the pool towards the shallow section to make it back to the surface. Once she was hanging on the pool's edge, she practiced trying to use her tail in the water.
After about twenty minutes, there was a knock at the door, and then it opened. In walked a man in a nice suit. Sarah thought he was handsome, but something about him didn't seem right. His skin was too wrinkle free, and his smile was too perfect. Something about his eyes didn't seem right. They had a cat-like quality to them. Sarah knew that the rich were using gene splicing as extreme plastic surgery to keep themselves looking young. The man looked only a few years older than the beautiful girl beside him. They shared the same black hair and facial features, so Sarah figured they were related.
"Welcome Sarah, My name is John, and this is my daughter, Rachel. I am the owner of the casino."
Rachel looked beautiful. Sarah couldn't take her eyes off her. She didn't look like she had had any gene splicing done and must have been around Sarah's age, but she had the other trappings of wealth wrapped around her. Her wrists were lined with gold bracelets, and hanging from each of her ears were elegant earrings overflowing with diamonds. If Sarah could steal one of those, she could live off it for over a year. Where there seemed to be some gentleness to John, Rachel looked like she was a bitch. From how she had her arms crossed and her lips pursed, she did not look like she wanted to be there.
"Ok," Sarah said.
"So, can we see it?" John asked.
"Of course you can see it. You paid for it, didn't you? Get out now," Rachel commanded. Sarah stared at her, wishing she wasn't in this situation because she would rip the earrings right out of her ears after knocking her out. Rachel stared right back. Sarah took a deep breath. The last thing she wanted was to be sent back to the prison work camps and undergo the gene-splicing again so soon.
Sarah grabbed the pool's edge and started pulling herself out. It was hard to do with all of the extra weight from her tail. John walked forward to help her, but Sarah shook her head and said she had it.
I have to get used to this body to make it my own again.
Just because she technically belonged to him until her contract was paid off didn't mean she couldn't keep some of her pride.
With some grunting and swearing under her breath, Sarah finally pulled herself out of the water. Their eyes went wide. Sarah didn't know what to do with her tail yet on dry land, so she propped herself on her arms and let her tail rest in the water. Neither one said anything as they looked down at Sarah. Sarah could see the thoughts going on in John's head, no doubt about how he could best use her to make money. It looked as if Rachel was checking out Sarah for a moment, but her face quickly hardened back into its default state of resting bitch face.
Sarah's arms struggled to keep herself upright with how unbalanced her body felt now, but she held herself up firmly to not look weak in front of them.
John was the first one to speak, "You look absolutely marvelous. I will give you a few days to get comfortable in your new body, and then we will train you for work. Rachel will get you clothes and anything you need to be comfortable, so don't hesitate to ask her for anything." John lingered for a moment, looking her up and down. Sarah was intensely aware of how he could look right down her cleavage through the soaked gown the Gene Inc company had left her in, and then he turned to leave. Sarah was left with Rachel staring down at her.
"What's your problem," Sarah finally asked. She was just sick of the way Rachel looked down at her.
"My problem is that you are just some trashy criminal who got lucky to be here instead of rotting in a work camp. I don't care what my dad just said. I will not be your servant, running around getting you whatever you want. I have my own things to work on, so if you need anything, don't ask me. Whatever I do get for you will be good enough for scum like you."
"I don't want anything from a stuck-up bitch, so don't worry."
"Great," Rachel said and spun around to leave, her heels clicking as she walked away. Sarah hated to admit that her ass looked great in that tight black dress.
Now that she was alone, Sarah eased her body back into the water. It was too cumbersome to stay out of the water for too long. Once Sarah was submerged, she felt much better. There was enough room in the pool for Sarah to swim laps back and forth, or she could also swim along the edges since the pool was a wide circle. Sarah barely knew how to swim. Growing up in the slums of the city didn't leave her much time or opportunity to strengthen her stroke. Besides, she wouldn't want to go swimming in most of the water she was around because it was so polluted. This water was probably purer than she had been drinking her whole life.
Even though she didn't need to, Sarah took a deep breath before sinking under the water. She held in the air for her first trip across the pool. When she exhaled, water flowed into her mouth and through her gills. The sensation of breathing through her gills felt weird; the water that moved through it tickled the new sensitive skin. At first, it was awkward for her to swim with her new body. She tried to swim as she would when she had legs, but mentally trying to kick caused her to move her tail with one side uselessly and then the other.
