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Chapter 8 by TheInfiniteDragon

How Should Beth tackle the Building?

Penetrate the Front

Bethany grabbed the outfit from the bush and gave it a once over. It was slightly small, but would still fit her fine, but as she put it on she couldn’t help but ponder exactly why it was out here. As she finally slipped it on, she decided to focus on the task at hand and tossed her now discarded clothing into the same bush.

Bethany didn’t pause to catch her breath, she marched her way straight to the front gate of the building, maintaining a blank expression all the way through. However the closer she got the more daunting her task appeared to be. The building was huge and Bethany was betting on the idea that no one would question what medical staff were doing in a large research centre.

“I.D. please… Hey wait a second?” Bethany nearly jumped out her skin when she noticed the man sitting the booth beside her. The man looked her over, squinting all the way through. “You part of the new medical team? Didn't know we even hired women.”

“Ugh yeah,” she said weakly, making a note not to let that last comment bother her.

“Well at least you’re not a dragon I guess,” he pressed a switch and the gate began to open.

She was in!

Bethany sighed with relief. She walked through the front doors, immediately noting the large amount of men in the building, but before she could even make it past the reception desk, she saw a guard in a slightly fancier uniform wave her over. She stupidly made eye contact, and knew she couldn't pretend not to see him. She walked over trying to make herself seem less suspicious, failing badly. Thankfully the man seemed too panicked to care.

“Thank god, didn't know any more of you lasses were coming,” he said with a thick scottish accent. Beth couldn’t even respond before he spoke again. “Listen, welcome to the facility but we need ya help now.” He walked off and she followed close behind him.

“What the fuck am I gonna do?” She panicked in her head. “I have no idea how to close a wound, let alone surgery. What do they expect me to do?”

She followed him through corridor after corridor, the whole place seemed to blend together at this point. But eventually they went through a room that looked like a makeshift ER centre. She also finally saw some other women, in fact all the people dressed up like her were also women. Through the hustle and bustle she heard people shouting, beeps of machinery and faint… moaning? She swore she could hear it, and those moans didn’t sound like they were painful.

“Okay lass, how much do yer know?” She blinked at him a few times before she finally found the will to speak.

“Ugh, not much,” she finally said.

“Okay, follow me,” they made their way past the other nurses and hung up sheets. “We had an outbreak on an experiment in our facility a day ago, nearly everyone was affected but… well I’ll skip the technobabble, but it makes ya horny like you’ll never fuck again.”

“Sorry, these people are horny? That’s why they’re moaning?” A rosey red appeared on her face as she looked at him in disbelief.

“Yep, catch on quick I see. It’s all fine though if you cum see, but some fellas are a bit backed up and the chemicals make it harder, meaning they need a helping hand,” he stopped suddenly and pulled back a curtain to reveal a man lying on his back with his erect cock poking out of his uniform. He then patted Beth on her rear, causing her to jump forward slightly. “Right, good luck. A few more to get through after him,” and he pulled the curtain shut before she could even begin to argue.

She turned back around to look at the man again, his cock wasn't particularly large, just about average size, in fact the man in question seemed completely out of it as he was covering his own eyes with a pillow. Her sole confirmation that he was alive was the shallow breaths he would take.

“I’m not actually gonna do this… am I?” She peeked through her curtain to see a bunch of guards now standing outside of her tent. She also could make out the other tents had silhouettes and it would seem the other women were not as shy as her to relieving the men from their woes. She looked back at the pulsing cock in front of her and realised that she basically had two choices in front of her. Jerk the poor man off, or do a runner and hope for the best.

What should she do?

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