Examine the patient

Caitlyn stood back as the woman thrashed against her restraints, body straining up against the belts, **** to escape. Both Caitlyn and Dr Lawson had no idea what to make of the patient. Silver continued to leak from her mouth and had began to stain her crotch as well. Even stranger was the fact that the woman’s breasts seemed to have swollen immensely since arriving in the hospital and now appeared to be leaking the silver fluid as well.

Nobody in the hospital could identify the silver fluid or explain it through any known disease or condition. The fluid seemed to stain everything, the woman’s skin, her clothes, the hospital bed she was strapped in. A sample had been collected and taken to be examined, however Caitlyn doubted anything would be discovered from it. After all they were a hospital, not a lab, and whatever this was went beyond normal human anatomy.

Any attempts to talk to the woman didn’t result in anything. She didn’t answer any questions about who she was, what had happened to her, or seemed worried at all that her body was producing the strange silver. Instead she was entirely concerned with sharing the silver liquid with the doctors. She looked at them with crazed eyes and tried to convince them to kiss her, eat her, fuck her. “It feels unlike anything else, the feeling…. I can’t explain… just… please let me show you….”

These outbursts caused Doctor Lawson to put the bay on quarantine, believing the woman’s ailment to be contagious. Caitlyn was put in charge of watching the room until disease control could get to the hospital. Lawson said it would take them at least an hour to get geared up and to the hospital, so the priority until then was to ensure the silver didnt spread.

Caitlyn stood leaned up against the door, searching the internet for any information about this new silver contagion. However, there appeared to be absolutely no information about it what do ever. Her stomach had been churning ever since she had witnessed firsthand the silver. The idea of a new illness, never before seen scared her. She knew how to fix some many problems with the human body, but this one, this one left her at a loss. It was too unnatural for her to even imagine how it could have come into existence. Caitlyn wondered if it would even be possible to treat, let alone cure. And the idea of it spreading horrified her, making her stomach churn more.

She was considering asking if someone could get her some more coffee, when everything came crashing down around. The small rectangular window on the door behind her shattered, glass falling down around her. A silver coated arm, reached across Caitlyn’s chest grasping wildly at her. Caitlyn went to free herself but stopped, not wanting to touch the woman’s silver coated arm. Instead she cupped the woman’s arm with her elbows, tapping it in her arm, then pushed up l, ducking under the arm and away from the door.

Caitlyn rolled across the floor before slamming into the wall. She felt dazed as other hospital workers surrounded her. Her head throbbed as incoherent voices echoed around her. A pair of hands gently grasped her shoulders and pulled Caitlyn up off the floor. “Get her to a quarantine room, the rest of you clear the floor, the contaminant’s been freed,” said Dr Lawson.

Caitlyn was dragged down the hall and shoved into another patient room, the door sealed behind her. “What’s going on?” she asked, her senses returning to her. Dr Lawson’s face appeared in the window, “You’ve been potentially exposed to the contagion, take off your clothes and place them in a corner of the room. Wait here until we can get someone from disease control to make sure you haven’t been exposed.”

With that the people outside cleared out, leaving Caitlyn alone in the dimly lit room. Caitlyn caught her reflection in the mirror and froze. She now understood why Dr Lawson had told her to take off her clothes. The front of her scrubs were covered in the silver fluid from where the woman’s arm had raked over them. In a panic, Caitlyn pulled them off, careful not to touch the splotches of silver, stripping down to her bra and underwear. Examining herself in the windows reflection, Caitlyn breathed a sigh of relief. There wasn’t any silver on her skin or even on her underwear. It seemed the liquid hadn’t seeped through her clothes, her scrubs were impenetrable to bodily fluids it seemed after all.

Everything would be fine. Caitlyn sat herself down in the scratchy chair that was in every room. All she had to do was wait and disease control would come and clear her and she could escape this nightmare. The thought of getting away from the silver made Caitlyn feel warm inside. A weird tingly warmth that seemed to be radiating from her neck region. Caitlyn instinctively ran her had across her neck, her had coming away silver. Caitlyn stared at her hand. This couldn’t be happening. No no she was fine, everything was supposed to be fine.

Caitlyn ran to the bathroom, so she could use the proper mirror in it. Sure enough, there on the side of neck was a thin streak of silver. She has been barely grazed, probably only by the tip of a single finger, but it didn’t matter, the silver was on her body. It was already beginning to take effect. Caitlyn’s terror and fear was beginning to fade, overpowered by another feeling growing in strength. The warmth in her neck was becoming a tingly sensation, her skin felt like it was crackling with electricity. Caitlyn felt her hand rub herself on the outside of her panties, her fingers tracing the outline of her pussy. She wanted to touch herself so badly all the sudden, to use it as an outlet for this feeling. Her brain told her she shouldn’t spread the silver, but that voice was getting hazy among her newfound lust.