Release

After a few moments of the woman's scream cutting short. You are dropped onto the ground and onto your ass. And then you feel the grass and dirt around you. And. . .oh god is that blood?

You find a crimson pool. Then find corpses. You smell the coppery blood around them. Bile rises in your throat and you retch out what little contents left in your stomach. And 682 notices. Her face and 4 arms red and dripping. And you pale akin to when you had first met her. Then she drops the near feral look on her face. Her face now expressing concern. She shakes off the blood and spits out the liquid in her maw. She walked over to you. Her arms stretched and tucks your head between her surprisingly clean chest and breasts. She whispers words of assurance and promises. Promises to "Keep her mate safe" or promises to whoever would hurt you to be tortured and killed.

It was very very peculiar. A massive amazon-lizard-dragon woman had your naked body tucked in her chest. Your weird and in-opportune schlong poked at her belly. Her eyes went from concerned and protective to lust-full and hungry.

As she bent to lay down on her back and have you piston in and out of her asshole the last surviving woman of her squad woke up. Critically Injured but still alive she silently opened her radio and called in back up. In her near final moments she pulled out a cigar, lighter, and pulled down her crimson leggings. 682 notices this and pulls you out to finish her off but you grab 682's thigh. She's about to pounce on the poor woman and you plead. You plead for 682 to help her. The Amazon hesitates and releases her thigh from your weak grip. She walked over to the dying woman. And. . . . she puts the lips of the woman's mouth onto her nipple. Her wounds start slowly healing and some color returns into the woman's face. Then she sits the woman back down. And then she picks you up.

As she prepares to have you on her shoulders to get out of there a MASSIVE convoy of helicopters, planes, trucks, and other heavy machinery rumbling through the forest. Whoever 682 she has a large amount of people hunting her down.

The rumbling ends then suddenly the area around you is bathed in a bright light. As you are knocked off and fall onto the ground once again you hear the mighty roar of 682 as she charges whatever blasted you off. You feel something prick into your neck and unconsciousness takes a hold of you. The last thing you see is the woman 682 spared get up and drag you behind 682's back and into a van. Weirdly enough everyone there is a woman. Then you black out.

"Are you sure this is what happened?" The doctor asked you, slightly in disbelief on what you have just said. You nod, slightly embarrassed that you had essentially told her the first time you had sex in absolute detail. Her face was noticeably flushed and then she regains her composure.

"From what information you had told us let me recount what had happened: You walked into a forest after being fired from your job, you were suddenly 'attacked' by 682, and for an entire day had sex and quite possibly impregnated 682, then morning after came and you once again copulated with 682, this time there was a notable bulge after, then you were supposedly detained by foundation personnel. Is that all?"

"Yep. Oh uh when can i go home now doc?" You ask her. Then her face darkens as if you had said something that offended her.
"You had sex with a possibly eldritch being, and impregnated them, and is now a possible SCP yourself due to how other SCPs reacted near you. There is next to no chance we are letting you and your stupid big cock out there into the world! 682 might break out _again _and you are a possible containment asset. So no. Never." She finished her small un-professional rant and then a voice from a hidden device somewhere crackled.

"Doctor Amanda. Remain professional in the interview or we _will _demote you into janitor duty for 5 weeks. Just because you lost a colleague in the initial attempted capture gives you no right to berate an asset you had just stated. And if 682 finds out you had berated her. . . mate. She will possibly enter a raged state. Cooperate." The voice emotionlessly said. Then the researcher infront of you drooped a little. Then she shuddered. She grabs the recording device and whispers into it. She stands up and pulls out a yellow keycard then slides it on a key-pad of some sort. And the door opens with 2 guards grabbing you by the shoulder. They point guns at your head and then they walk you through a long hallway. Lined with doors and offices as you and your "escort" walk down the hall way. They finally stop at a door labeled "SCP 6969-1". They open the door and then shove you into the "containment cell". 1 Bed, 1 Table, 1 Bookshelf, 2 Chairs, A trash can, tissues and lotion, A sink and faucet with a mirror, regular prison stuff besides the tissues and lotion. Wonder how those got there?

The door behind you slams shut. Then you inhale and exhale. Guess this is your life now.