The crackling of the laptop screen and the occasional fluttering of the lights pushed through scientific testing facility
1482008, the facility itself being under several expansions since the start of the necromorph sexual stimuli experiment. The experiment started by accident with the marker, a large double helix-like object with variable sentience and intelligence which produced and installed the behaviour in the necromorphs it produced, was damaged upon recovery, only being reactivated when two people had sex right next to the necromorph holding bay leading to a reinvigorated marker and two dead scientists. This maker, however, was now no longer focused in the necromorph method of killing and bringing dead flesh back in order to produce more necromorphs and instead wanted to have sex and more specifically have sex with one person: You.
For some reason that you had hypothesised due to the long term exposure to you which meant it viewed you as the most prominent Male and as such you had been deemed worthy of “exchanging” sexual material with the creatures. The most prominent types of necromorphs were the slasher types with you having approximately ten of them in your custody with you having had sexual contact with just about all of them. They were rather furious lovers, their thrusts being rather animalistic and brutal seemingly because they didn’t need to show restraint since they were dead, the kisses being quick and lustful with tongues fighting with each other and drool falling from both of your lips.
All ten of them had experienced extremely positive results thanks to you having sexual intercourse with them, the first noticeable side effect being the burst of energy that initial insemination produced. This led to several days of the, being able to do things the normal, less energised things that the other necromorphs couldn't, This increased ability also having an increased strength which meant to them being able to cleave steel bars in an instant. The creatures also had managed to have another behaviour change that was positive with the shared command that you now had over the creatures with you being able to give them some basic commands to follow.
However, you had always wanted to branch out your experiments to other types of necromorphs but the higher-ups had always denied you of this goal due to the boundaries concerned with the process. They said to you that there would only be a chance that they would allow for such experimentation as long as the necromorph in question was within range of the Slashers body type and general mutations. This was when you decided to do a bit more research into every single body type that the necromorphs had, with there being plenty of limbs being where they shouldn't be but just when hopes seemed lost you found one in a name of the spitter.
The spitter was only found in a few places of necromorph outbreak, usually, ones, where females were the most targeted as this species of necromorphs, has a 100% chance of being female. They could be described as a less hostile version of the slasher necromorphs, with duller scythes but with a new genetic mutation due to the fact that the front of the body had been ripped off in the mutation process. This led to them being able to have a larger and more bloated bile duct and more stimulated spit glands which allowed for it to spit up large amounts of fluid up at you which acted as a distraction before it attacked and promptly bit the subjects head off.
Now breeding these were a slight issue mainly because it was completely random what mutations that you were going to get when the marker produced a necromorph meaning that it could be a long time before you got one which meant that you had to be creative with coming up with ways to increase the chance. One way that you did this was exposing the marker to female sexual organs such as the uterus and the vagina and female-specific parts like mammary glands and a hell of a lot of estrogens. The marker reacted well to this stimulus, producing more female variants of the necromorphs but not making the female-specific spitters that you decided to add more biological parts to the mix.
The bile duct, the spit glands, the stomach, all of then added inside of the markers room to provide stimulus which worked even better and, after many failed attempts, a spitter finally emerged from the marker. The creature was like everything else that came from the corrupted marker which meant that it was ductile and relatively able to take orders so containing her was a walk in the park. With that you brought the evidence of your success to the board, the members themselves being a mixture or being horrified and impressed that you managed to do such a thing but since they promised you that they’d approve the experiments they did just that.
The experiment began the way that the previous experiments did, with you being given a tranq gun in case things got gory as well as a first-aid kit and the sexual aids needed in case of lubricants issues. You were also given a fresh set of clothes inside of the metal suitcase which meant you didn’t have to awkwardly walk around naked as you went from room to room. With that you slowly walked down to the room she was contained in, flicking out her keycard and sliding it down the lock, hearing the sound of machinery click and whirl before the door unlocked, the lights flicking as you entered the room before the door shut behind you.
The lights flickered back in a moment later, the necromorph being crouched down and enjoying her meal, chewing and tearing at the flesh as you chucked the metal suitcase to the ground, reaching to your shirt and slowly beginning to take it off, figuring that you weren’t getting it ripped to pieces this time. The creature turned around the face the source of the slamming to see her rotting body, her breasts being attached to her chest by thin muscle fibres which exposed her ribs and internal organs, the bile duct and the stomach seemingly bloated as if they were filled with water, the two claws that were attached to her arms scratching against the ground as what remained of her mouth stayed open, the teeth being replaced with shark-like ones and her bloated tongue tracing around her lipless jaws.
You were slowly taking your trousers off as she made her first move towards you, her eyes twitching up and down as they scanned your body before figuring out who you were, the eyes practically lighting up as you took your trousers off. The brisk walk that she was previously in turned into a full-on run, the corpse slamming into your hips and slamming into the wall, the woman’s head being burrowed deep into your underwear. You cloud feel as she breathed and panted against your crotch, her spit covered tongue flying out of her jaw and pressing against the fabric, feeling as the fabric got wetter and wetter as you began to pull down the garment.
Your cock flew out of it like a bird out of a cramped cage, hitting the rotting woman directly on the head, making her make a moan-like gurgle as it hit her on the head. The woman wrapped her arm-like appendages around your legs, the scythed tickling against the hairs on your legs in the process, her head being drained right back to the point you could hear her neck snap into place. You then heard her neck snap again when she promptly slammed her head back down onto your cock, with you moaning out and feeling as your fingers twitched in the air, your hands eventually managing to grab ahold of one-off her appendages and her head.
The woman went to the base of your cock in an instant, feeling as the creature's bloated tongue rubbed against your balls, her sharp teeth entangling in your pubic hair as she began to suckle and choke on your cock. You could feel her throat muscles push against your cock, massaging it when it got particularly deep inside, the woman looking up at you before she pulled away from your cock, leaving it covered in spit. The woman then jumped up onto her legs and grabbed a hold of you, pushing you down into the ground with the woman herself landing in your stomach, winding you as you looked up at her, taking a deep breath before her face hit your own.
You could feel as her bloated tongue moved into your mouth, feeling as the spit oozed down your lover’s tongue and into your throat, her hips shifting and twitching to go above your penis. As the kiss continued you felt as her hips moved higher and higher, culminating in her pushing slightly deeper into your mouth before promptly getting slammed down on by her hips feeling your cock get absorbed into her heat in the process. You tried to pull out of her mouth before she managed to get her tongue out of your drool moving all over your face and body as he hips hit against your own, the woman stopping as she got used to your member, drooling and shifting in your body.
Her hips began to move again soon after they had stopped, with you feeling as her pussy clung to your dick on the way upwards before letting go and slamming down against you when she went down. Your hands were grabbing at the air as you found something to grab a hold off, your finished grabbing ahold of one of her arms and the other onto her ass as you felt her ride you, both of your gropes Eliciting a moan from the woman in the process. You then managed to move your legs up and flipped yourself over, with you now being in the air and the creature being pressed flat in the ground, the blades now being pointed at your back as you moaned out loudly.
You began to move your hips in and out of her pussy, feeling as your cock was squeezed and massaged against her inner walls, her pussy fluid managing to lube up your cock enough so you could go faster inside her. You moved your hands away from her ass onto her thighs to get some more leverage, feeling as your balls slapped up against her pussy as you both moaned into the room. Her legs began to wrap around your body as your thrusts increased and increased against her body, with you slowly craning your back down into her body as she breathed over onto your neck and tongue, your mouths slowly reaching each other before they tangled into a kiss.
The kiss was filled with passion and lust as your tongues tangled with each other, feeling as the spit glued and tangled against your teeth as her pussy juices stuck to your cock. Her pussy twitched with each powerful thrusts that pushed into her walls, her legs twitching and scratching against you as her scythe claws hooked onto the ends of your shoulders. The blade pressed up against your skin, tugging against it as you thrusted into the woman, making this strange itching sensation move up and down your arm, your fingers tapping against her body as you were even faster.
After a minute or two after you sped up, you started to feel yourself throbbing inside of her, your orgasm beginning to approach you as you clutched her body steadily. You pulled away from her mouth, taking a breath before one of her scythe wrapped around your neck, pushing you back into the kiss and making another load of spit fall down your throat. You felt as the pressure at your tip got harder and harder to control, the feeling of you holding in causing you to grit your teeth, your fingers digging deep into her flesh that was making her moan into your mouth even more, with you getting a look in her eyes and seeing pure lust inside of them.
Another minute passed and the pressure got too much for you, with you slamming directly down into her pussy, making it so that the woman tightened around it by the time the first shot came out to cock. You moaned loudly as she pulled out of your mouth, the spit dripping down the side of your mouth as shot after shot pushed inside of her, with it feeling as your balls slowly become empty over the course of half a minute or so. Eventually, it got to the point where you could cum no more, the last couple shots pushed out of your cock and into her before you pulled out, your penis covered in both your and her fluids, the necromorph panting in the ground as you got into your feet.
You looked down at her body, seeing as she breathed and panted, her pussy dripping with your cum as you gut up to leave the room, taking all your clothes and the metal suitcase and walking out the room. You then put them back on as to maintain some decency this time and walked back to your office, placing the suitcase by your desk as you began writing an email to your superiors. The email was a request of having more necromorphs be produced, both of the spitter kind and of more unique variants in the necromorph family since this one had proven to be already tamed when it came out the marker and, given each one of them had a unique skill set, they could be used for many purposes. You sent the email and got a reply shockingly fast, the reply consisting of four words.
“We’ll start on Monday.”
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