A sudden change of plans

"What are you doing here?!" the doctor said, in a harsh tone. I snapped my head around as her tongue explored my delicate lips. Col. Fields stood there, his face red with rage.

"I'm kicking your asses out of this fortification. We've got aerial recon reports. Every rotbody in a 10 kilometer area is moving toward this base; and I bet its because that Ginger cunt is here." I pushed the gorgeous Brazilian woman away from me, and swung off the table.

"You can't be serious!" I said, naked and sweating. I saw his nostrils flare and knew his cock was filling with blood. "If we go now, we all die!" I said; imploring the doctor to talk some sense into him. Doc pleaded, but the Colonel was grimly determined.

"We've spent most of our ammunition. We have limited fuel. Current estimates are that we'll be able to repel the current wave, but if we get only three repeat offensives we'll be overrun. I'm sorry Beth, but you can't stay here." I lowered my head, and finally nodded. I knew that my gift was also a curse.

"You, you fucking piece of shit..." he said, addressing the doctor; "you aren't going anywhere. You stay here, you study the data in a proper lab. Make it work!" The Doc looked at me. I felt no real sympathy, but I could tell he understood what would happen if I were to be killed out there; in Viral Wasteland. I steeled myself to say what had to be said. I didn't know what his reply would be. I wasn't sure it would matter one way or the other.

"Colonel...what if...if I stayed with you?" I asked. His head snapped up. I swear I saw his eyes cloud slightly at the thought of having me at his every beck and call...

His face contorted, and he said...