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Lex became fully alerted. The alarm clock only displayed two a.m. The night was still very dark and still very cold and the asshole who left the window opened deserved to catch a cold.

He eased out of bed, trying hard not to disturb any of the three girls. Tip-toeing into the bathroom with a sneaky smirk. Closing the door behind him with a soft shush, he pulled the tablet out of the top-right drawer. Grinning, he sat the tablet down on a folded towel, leaning it slightly against the wall.

Tiger DNA and the theoretical cat-man stood side by side. Showcasing the hand or paw-hand first with multiple layers of enhanced circles.

Lex layered his eyes with mana until he sunk into his hand and saw the spiral helix chains. With a deep breath, he dove right into meddling with the unknown. Hoping either the system or mana would assist him with the experiment.

Not long after beginning, he felt stinging pain in his hand. No superficial change that he could spot but the pain continued to radiate outward.

Frowning, he did a quick search on a numbing agent. Even though he found several definitions or articles explaining the practical applications. None showcased the formula needed to make it. He kept strolling and fell upon one dated seventeen years ago. The author explained this formula wasn't the ready to go liquid application but the powder form. Yet, he left a brief explanation on how to turn it into an injectable liquid form.

Taking a gambit, he tried to mimic the chemical chain with mana. Creating each atom to molecule, required more focus than imagining a ball of fire.

Sweat broke out on his forehead and dripped down his eyelashes. Yet, the whole first attempt trembled like a guy walking out in a tight thin sweatshirt and realizing, fifty is colder than it first felt like when standing inside of a doorway.

He lost it upon getting a quarter of the way through. The helix was many times easier even though it was matching a strand compared to making many interlocking sequences.

After more than forty tries and several rest breaks, he finally managed it. Transforming a chain into a little fingernail worth of powder. Lex stared at the tiny amount that sat in his palm and almost cried.

All that work for this?

Yet, he still grabbed a cap, poured the powder in, added a drop of water, stirred the entire mix, and finally turned mana into a needle to suck into the tube.

"Either this works or I'm about to get high as fuck." Lex injected the numbing agent and sat down on the wooden chair nobody bothered to take out.

Two seconds and he lost the pain that transformed from tingling to burning pain. With a smirk, he pulled back up the two DNA schematics. He dove right back into his experiment. His heart slowly picked up the closer to his chest he got. Thankfully, he ran out of mana right as he figured out a few shortcuts.

When he took a break, his arm already displayed signs of change on a superficial level. Fingernails lengthen and darken. Hair on his arm looked lighter than the formal dark strands. His chest felt a little odd but not particularly crushing, bad odd.

Over the next two hours, he worked right through his chest and sat waiting on mana regeneration.

Emily ran into the bathroom, bumping her hips into the chair. "Shit! Why are you sitting like this?"

She skipped to the toilet and worked her shorts down with some hip dips. Her ass hit the toilet with a thud and a fierce hissing sound exploded out of her. A sigh escapes her but then she turns to Lex who was scrolling on the tablet awkwardly with his left hand. Like he couldn't fully bend or straighten the finger.

The moment she finished wiping herself clean, she hovered over his back and stared at the tablet.

"Are you really turning yourself into a cat-man? Without any doctor to watch over you?"

"No.. I'm turning myself into a Tiger-man. Much sexier."

"Cher!"

Footsteps came stomping into the bathroom. Cher looked between the two and let out a deep breath. "Why are you calling my name like that?"

"But what if they invade when he is fuck up?"

"There are guns in his closet. Stop acting like a high school white girl." Cher turned around and left. "Fuck sakes."

Emily blushed and ran a hand through her hair. "I.."

"Make sure you clean my weapons or I'll beat your ass." Lex spoke before closing his eyes.

*****

Cher moved several bags from the closet. Paving a way for a case that was almost as tall as she. Both Emily and Cher, grabbed onto the top and the door handle. They pulled it out the closet and almost fell back when realizing how easy it rolled forward.

"You didn't see the rolling wheels?" Emily stepped back and pointed down.

"It was blocked by those damn suitcases! Who has so many bags?" Cher eyebrows narrowed and her lips thin a little.

"How else do you carry loads of cash to a bank? Little bit at a time by hand?" Lex's loud voice came from the bathroom.

"Fucking drug dealer." Emily cursed and grabbed the top again.

This time both of them eased it out and looked down at the keypad.

"What's the code?"

"Not telling." Lex laughed.

Emily grabbed a black binder and opened it. His prison records set within as if he didn't care if anybody found it. She spotted his date of birth and typed in the year. The cabinet doors swung open and so many guns filled their visions that they felt like they were watching an action flick.

"Definitely a hitman for some cartel." Cher added.

"This is Fn P90. My doctor only has gun books, so as we wait, we can only become gun experts."

Cher hummed and grabbed a gun that looked similar to mp5 from call of duty. She pulled out her phone and watched a YouTube video on how to handle it.

"Good idea." Emily did the same and the sound of gunfire and men speaking on the advantages of their particular guns.

"Oh, hell no. You ain't touching my babies after watching a damn YouTube video. The fuck wrong with you." Lex came charging out of the bathroom.

Cher eyes widen at the intense green eyes that seem so bright in the dim lamp light. She licked her lips and felt that his wild, melted chocolate hair with the deep black highlights set off his light brown sharp face. He went from looking like a bald eighties man to modern hunk that fell from heaven.

"Damn! Tiger-man was the right choice." Emily smiled and turned slightly.

Lex rolled his eyes and grabbed the gun from Cher's arms. He dropped the mag and slapped the lever back, shooting out the nine mil round. With one arm, he turned her around and pressed the buttstock into her shoulder.

"No need to be so rough." Cher shifted and grabbed the weapon like the guy in the video.

"Mp5 is a select fire weapon. Which means it has safety which is what it is on now." Lex turned it to the side and pointed at it. "This switch has two other modes, burst and fun mode which means I accidentally empty my clip but didn't kill anybody. That's the movie shit you see happen."

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"So, I put it on fun mode." Cher smiled.

"You put it on fun mode and I get a new girl." Lex pushed the gun into her chest and adjusted the butt stock.

"Wow, he's sexier when serious." Emily giggled.

Lex didn't respond to her nonsense. "Put your face along the buttstock and stare through this." Lex tapped the holographic sight.

Cher did as requested and moved the gun to see if the red cross changed any.

"All you have to do is put that cross on their bodies and you will kill them. If you don't, they will keep running. So you keep firing."

Cher nodded and removed her cheek. "How do I load it?"

Lex pointed at the button for releasing the mag. "Press it, and hit the lever right here forward when you run out of ammo. Pull back and slap forward when first exchanging a mag."

Cher did it semi-smooth. Lex nodded with a little pride but frowned when turning to Emily. "You just don't touch anything and keep your head down."

Lex grabbed a vest and set it up with mags. He grabbed a mag loader and preloaded a few more.

"Wait, why can't I help out?" Emily crossed her arm.

"Just be a princess. It's better for everyone."

"That's a little sexist, don't you think?"

"No, I just don't trust you and you are annoying. Starting to sound whiny. I'm ready for a replacement." Lex slapped the vest onto Cher and tightened it to her body.

She played around with the mags before smiling. "I look badass. Move so I can take a selfie."

Lex groaned and walked right back into the bathroom.

"I wouldn't if I were you. You shoot someone and you are probably going to end up dead right along with them. At worst, he actually replaced you." Cher poses for her Pic.

"Fine. You guys are all biased and shit." Emily dropped onto the bed and stuck her earphone in.

*****

Cher grabbed the edge of the black towel on her shoulder and wiped her forehead. Her other hand was stirring the pan by shifting it forward and backwards over the open flame stove top.

"How's the sauce going? What about that roasted beef?" She called out while looking to the side.

"It's not like how you said."

"Keep it in for a little longer. What about the sauce for the desert?"

"It's bright red. I can pour it into the mold and place it in the oven now."

"Do it. He should be about to finish and you know how he likes a complete meal. Don't let me down, now." Cher shifted the pain to the cold back iron and walked over to check the loaves of bread.

The moment she opened the mini oven, the honey glazed smell flooded the apartment. Many heads poked up like wack-o-moles.

"Is food almost ready?"

"It needs to be. My stomach has been in a constant needy state."

"I'm going to end up with a gut if they keep this up."

"What's wrong with a real woman with a gut?"

"A lot of things. Don't you get tired of driving a few extra miles to buy fitting clothes?"

"I can shop at any local brand name store, thank you."

"Aren't you tired of leaning over and spilling out like pancake batter?"

"It's better than looking like a freeway sign. Didn't your mother know how to feed your greens and cornbread?"

"This comes from missing cattle. Don't get mad because men love me but need to take a couple looks at you and still don't see all of you."

"What is there to love? They use you to hit the ball once and are already trading you out with another stick."

"When was the last time you didn't have to buy godzilla just to feel a man's touch."

"I imagine having a four month old would clue you in to how much men prefer me over the yellow sign that they glance at but keep going. If you want tips on how to keep a man, I'm happy to give it to ya."

Cher moved the bread to a warm toaster oven. "Alright now girls. Stop that nonsense before you upset the man of the house. You know men don't like it when cat fights don't include stripping."

Few women giggled and the conversation changed to whether or not Tiger-man form would be like how the books described it.

Banging on the door, shut down all talk and the oldest of them, Lori went to open the door.

"Tell the wizard, we are being raided!" The man shouted and the sounds of bolts slamming into walls echoed into the house.

Lori walked back in and looked at Cher. "Are you going to tell him?"

"Naw, I'm using a toy women hardly get to show off." Cher passed her towel over to Lori and explained what was where and how much time it had left to go from perfect to eh.

She walked into the room and spotted Lex with his eyes closed. His body went from he worked out once a day to could you stay out the gym, please? You made it.

Cher couldn't tell what else he was working on but she suited up and turned to Summer.

"I need you to provide me with a shield."

Summer dropped her headphones and nodded. "I'll hang behind the door, just let me know and I'll cast."

Cher grabbed the mp5 and walked outside. She felt warm even though the autumn breeze was stirring the other guys' clothes.

"Where is the Wizard?"

Cher ignored them and brought the buttstock to her shoulder. She flicked the switch to burst and aimed at the orcs firing from down below. Just like Lex said, she aimed at the chest and squeezed the trigger, releasing after the click. Her eyes widened and her body jumped a little from the kick.

"Didn't mention that!" Cher mumbled but felt happy when the orc dropped.

She moved on to the next target and put rounds into him. A smile moved across her face and she moved to aim at their heads. Giggling at the rose blossoming during the full moon.

The weapon clicked empty and she couldn't squeeze the trigger. She turned it aside just as a bolt slammed into her shield, making her jump and lose her grip on the new mag.

She duck down and swap mags, slamming the lever forward. She aimed at the stairs and relieved the pressure on the brutes swinging swords around.

Just as she was about to stand up, she felt the world come into focus. The thick smell of hair burning and poorly cooked chicken hit her all at once. Not to mention the wind that crawled up her bare ankles and caressed her cheek. Acting like the world's biggest creep when it tried to go down her collar bone.

"Summer! Shield!"

Summer's head poked out and she threw a ball of fire at Cher. It expanded and opened up like a cloak looking for a hug.

Cher sighs happily at the warmth that surrounded her. Almost felt as good as when Lexs showed her how to handle a gun. She smiled brighter and went back to unloading mag into the crossbow orcs.

****

Lex eyed snapped open and he waited for those fews seconds when the numbing agent restored feeling to his leg. He stood up and stretched, his bones creaking like rickety shutters. He wanted to open his stats and see what improved as he felt that the mana core/organ changed his body a lot more than the tiger DNA itself.

The gunfire outside didn't seem to fall off or disappear and he could smell Emily pouting. He walked into the bedroom and pulled the machete and bowie knife out of the gun cabinet. He gave it a playful swing and rushed out the door.

His eyes scanned the field and noticed more orc fighters were coming and the boys on the stairs looked tired even though they were swapping two in and out. Cher had sweat running down her cheeks but he couldn't deny she looked fantastic with the way she was swiveling and actually hitting the target.

Kind of turn him on.

Lex jumped off the fourth landing, firing fireballs into third and second landing before crushing down onto this poor orc. Poor sod forgot wizards had shields.

The bowie slammed into its pointy chin, it came out spraying hot red. Lex jumped up and brought his machete towards the neck of a charging dumbass. A fire danced along the blade and both the machete and fire sliced through the charging orc's sword and neck.

Lex stepped on a spear of some orc trying to sweep his leg out. The bowie slammed into the fool eye and Lex slipped past him. He dances like a fire whirlwind. He only had to parry the smarter orcs who combined their attacks.

He pushed through the gate and out onto the street. Tossing his bowie at another charging asshole, freeing his hand up to launch fire arrows that picked off a lot more than his melee skills.

The orcs weren't stupid bunch. They ran upon losing the upper hand. Hauling ass faster than when they arrive.

Lex returned to the apartment and Cher was nowhere to be seen but he could hear her pecking over the food. He slipped in and right into the shower. It felt odd feeling the light layer of hair over his chest or the longer hair on his head after the last decade.

He dried himself off and checked out the trends. Styling his hair in an easy braid to the back and wrapping that into a bun. Upon walking out the room, Summer and Emily stared at him like a hungry piece of meat. Even Grey-eyes couldn't hide the desire, which gave him a little ego boost.

Yet that all disappeared upon seeing the platter Cher was bringing in. He grabbed it from her and dropped onto the couch. He dug into the roast beef that just seemed to peel off, catching a lot of the soft carrots and potato squares. If God said he didn't love Cher, he was ready to start a rebellion. Just this alone was worth walking outside in the cold that morning.

"While you are eating, I did some research and determined a couple of places we can move to." Emily moves to the other side of Lex, her long legs brushing up against his.

Lex glanced at her phone but he couldn't help turning back to dipped the bread into the roast beef leakage and scoop up some of that rice.

"There is an area near the coast that is being redeveloped. It would be fine if we could rebuild it quickly. With your magic, maybe it's possible." Emily showed some screenshots of the area that look a little like a happy retirement village for politicians. The pictures were dated back several months ago.

Cher sat down on the table in front of Lex, her hands ran circles around his knee. "What's the other options?"

"Hotel or moving to a small town outside the city." Emily replied.

Lex switched to this unknown pasta that smelled like it had mushrooms in it. He scooted them aside and dug in. "I'll check out the first one later. It was my goal to begin with."

Emily grunted. "Didn't even listen to the other choices and how good they were. Why even tell me to use my mind?" She lay back on the bed.

Lex glanced at Grey-eyed lady who was focused on watching a drama flick about a down and out cop. The way she sat reminded him of how one of his former buddies used to drop down and spread his legs. Trying to dominate as much of the couch as he could because he could. She apparently didn't bother to put on pants and sat in black panties and tank top. Her gut wasn't all that bad compared to some who possessed stretch marks like lightning strikes.

"So why is she here? Not that I'm saying she can't join us, just curious." Lex finished his food and took a sip of an Oh so sweet lemonade.

Cher rubbed her neck. "Kathy wanted to thank you physically and well.."

Lex looked at her and she wasn't unattractive with short black hair or those piercing Grey eyes. It's just that she was a bit.. tom-boyish.

"So let's not make this a habit, okay?" Lex grabbed Grey-eyed hands and guided her onto his lap.

He threw her hands at the back of the couch and got a feel for whether or not she was going to be a doggy style or missionary. The problem was that most missionary girls had a form of lips thicker than a pencil line. Doggy style either had wide hips or an ass that had a decent spread when they went head down.

Kathy possessed a bit of both. Which negates the sag in her breasts when he took off the bra.

Lex brushed his lips over hers and tasted that pure desire she had for him. It wasn't anything like being thankful. No, Emily was both thankful and hoping she wouldn't end up doing the most. A user. Kathy tasted like she was staring at a rack of ribs with that nice honey BBQ sauce slathered on it.

The door closed and he caught two scents but one was fading and the other was getting louder.

Kathy grabbed the back of his head and he felt her other hand land on his back, those fat nubs digging for purchase. She dove for more than gentle kisses. She wanted that meal asap.

Lex turned his face but she just walked her lips down his neck to his lap. Pushing his legs wide open and taking him between her lovely lips. Lex watched her slowly work her way down the length. He broke his eyes away from her and landed on Summer.

Poor girl had her hands within his Grey joggers. She couldn't hide the half-lidded eyes or parted lips as she watched. Blushing when she realized she was caught but the naughty gamer girl didn't stop. Seemed to gain a certain level of courage to reach for the buds on her chest. Sadly, it wasn't her strong appeal and just like a commercial, she sent him back to go.

Lex gripped Kathy's hair and pulled her head back. She adjusted quickly and stood up, taking off her panties, kicking them off her last foot instead of stepping off. Her knees set down on either side of him. Her fingers fumbled to pull his dick out from between her legs until it flicked forward.

Kathy's body rose up a little and she worked his dick into her. He could feel how interested she was by the wet fingertips when she grabbed his shoulder. She started with slow rock, like she was scared to just throw that ass back.

He wasn't an old car that needed to be revved up to get warmed up. Just take it back and remind him why he was awake.

Kathy must have seen something in Lex's expression that made her start getting some air. She no longer acted afraid to make that ass revolve around the sun. Showing off her superior gripping power.

Awkwardly, he felt the need to cum quick. No, it just came and when it finished, a strong heaviness hit him. He lifted her up as he kicked his legs onto the couch. His eyes drifted off when she started that slow grind shit again.

Just hope she doesn't take offense at his body needing to sleep