Several days later.

"Why are you doing this to yourself?" Lisas stepmom cried out. "Those horns aren't going to help you get a job. I'll help you remove them."

"I don't want to remove them I want them. Unlike everything else in my life, I get a say in what I do to myself. You don't get to fucking control me."

When Lisa had come home the first day after splicing the effect had been so minimal that Lisas stepmom Margret hadn't noticed. But the morning after Marget had noticed Lisas horns growing in, Marget hadn't been able to keep quiet. Upon returning home the third day from Dr. Ricklin's office her stepmother had been waiting for her, and her father.

"Me and your mother only what's best for you." Her father whimpered out he never had a spine since he married Marget.

"Shes not my fucking mother, dad. Just because she pegs you up the ass doesn't make her my mom." He didn't respond to his daughter's accusation; he was just glad his younger kids weren't there to hear that and instead were with their grandmother for the weekend.

"No, I'm your mother because he married me after your real mom got abandoned you with him."

"Fuck off." Lisa could feel she was losing the argument but had become increasing outraged by the fact Marget had brought up her birth mom. Instead of trying to continue the fight she went to and got in her piece of crap car and left.

She went to her friend's house, a safe haven from her overbearing stepmother and leashed father. Ramona had been the one who inspired Lisa to get spiced in the first place. Unlike Lisa, Ramona didn't plan on getting as many splices, but she had all she wanted already done.

Also, unlike Lisa, Ramonas parents were cool. The was always open for Lisa, so long as they weren't doing anything to risky. They had even gotten spliced themselves, Mrs. Cawl had a tail and had gotten larger breasts. While Mr. Cawl appeared to have only gotten a longer tongue, the couple hinted that they had gotten many more. Lisa guessed that his cock had gotten bigger, but Ramona had shut her up quickly when discussing the subject.

Ramona parked in the street and walked around back as she had many times before. Entering the kitchen, she saw Mrs. Cawl use her tail to close the fridge after taking some items out. Lisa grew envious, her tail splice appointments weren't for some time, and getting it to be prehensile would take even longer.

"Those horns look nice, just get finished?" Ramona's mom asked.

"Yeah, they feel good too, like a natural weapon." She said partially thinking of her stepmother. "Where's Moan?"

"ROMONA..." She corrected her, one of the few things her Romanas parents hated was the nickname moan for their daughter. "...is upstairs in her room. You staying for dinner?" A common question she asked her daughter's friend.

"I think so, Marget isn't to happy with me right now."

"Whys that?"

"The horns..." She didn't want to continue the chat anymore now that it had gone back to the argument and left the room to head upstairs.