Another month passed as Bob lay in bed tossing and turning while groaning at how uncomfortable he felt. Researchers watched, unsure of what was going on, making Tom worry. In Bob's dream, he stood in a clear room but started to show it resembled more of a hospital room with a bookshelf, a bed, and even a couch with a single individual resting on it. He did not know why, but he was drawn to the individual wearing a tight long black robe and a white-beaked mask.
Her eyes were open, and she merely looked at the ceiling in thought. As Bob approached, she shot up from her bed and looked directly at him. The two stared at one another before Bob's eyes averted to look at the plague doctors form more. By the time he looked up, Bob, the plague doctor, reached out to grab his face.
Bob flinched at this, only to watch as her hand phased through his form, and she took her hand back in thought. The plague doctor looked down at her hand and then up at Bob, smiling only.
"Curious," She spoke softly while walking around Bob's form. "You are here yet not. Fate, perhaps?"
Bob was unsure what she meant before his eyes were met with a blinding flash. The light instantly forced Bob to close his eyes while groaning in pain before opening them. When Bob opened his eyes, he found himself in his cell with Tom beside him.
"Good Morning," Tom said while holding a clipboard.
"Uhh, what time is it?" Bob asked, slowly sitting up while rubbing his eyes in pain.
"Exactly seven o'clock. You usually wake up a little later," Tom admitted while looking at his clipboard. "But it doesn't matter since it is a new month."
"Right. Right. New month. New test," Bob said, getting to his feet and stretching his arms over his head, sighing loudly. "So, who am I meeting today?"
"Scp-049. Otherwise known as the plague doctor," Tom answered with a smile.
"...a doctor..." Bob repeated while narrowing his eyes and looking at the ground.
"Something wrong?" Tom asked, blinking his eyes while looking at Bob.
"No. No. Just bad memories, is all. Nothing to worry about, man," Bob reassured while turning to Tom, who had an aid with him holding his robe.
Bob nodded in thanks before undressing and preparing for the testing. Once Bob finished getting ready, wearing nothing more than the white robe before being escorted to scp-049's cell. It took a bit before Tom, Bob, and two armed guards arrived outside the plague doctor's room, which was locked. Tom sighed before turning to look at Bob with a worried look.
"We are not sure what will happen within her cell when you enter, but be warned, she is not only brilliant but very dangerous. A simple touch killed a good amount of people while also turning those she killed into strange zombies of her make," Tom warned, looking at his clipboard and then up at Bob. "If anything goes wrong, we will be forced to act. You are far too valuable to lose."
Bob blinked at this but scuffed.
"I'll be fine. So let's get this over with, okay?" Bob commented with a smile as Tom nodded and opened the door allowing the young man to enter alone.
Bob entered the plague doctor's room only to find her standing by the bed with hands behind her back.
"We meet again," The Plague Doctor whispered.
"Again?" Bob asked with a raised brow.
The Plague Doctor chuckled at this.
"Fascinating. You don't know," Scp-049 said before she started to walk around Bob.
"Know what?" Bob asked, keeping his eyes on her while standing still.
She did not answer before touching his neck while Bob blinked at this action.
"Very fascinating," Scp-049 said, stopping in front of him.
"The fuck?" Bob asked, swatting the plague doctor's hand away.
"Have you not heard of what my touch can do?" Scp-049 asked, narrowing her eyes.
"Not really. All I know is that you are dangerous. Nothing else," Bob admitted.
"Do you know why they told you such a thing?" Scp-049 asked, tilting her head slightly, causing Bob to shake his head. "My touch kills mortals such as yourself...but you are not mortal...are you?"
"If I ain't mortal...what do you think I am?" Bob challenged, crossing his arms over his chest.
Scp-049 stood there, bringing her hand to rub her chin in deep thought.
"I do not know," Scp 049 admitted. "You have the presence of something, though...".
"Wait, what?" Bob paused while blinking his eyes.
"It is alluring," 049 stated while walking up to him and placing her hand on his cheek.
They stood there with eyes locked onto one another. Bob was a little worried before he felt her hand trace down his chest.
"Curious..." 049 whispered before touching her other hand to grasp his shoulder.
Bob gulped as he listened to 049 and began to pant lightly. She closed her eyes and faced the ground.
"A-Are you okay?" Bob questioned.
Scp-049 shook her head while opening her eyes slightly.
"W-What is happening to me?" 049 asked as her eyes looked up at Bob. "W-Why are you here?"
"...to impregnate you...Allesse..." Bob answered honestly.
"Allesse?" 049 repeated while panting still.
"Smart and no-nonsense, one who gets the job done," Bob explained. "You have a purpose here, and calling you plague doctor or even your number doesn't sit right with me. I ain't the smartest guy, but I am understanding... even if you're going to get pregnant by me."
Allesse's eyes grew wide at this before gritting her teeth, followed by her hands quickly moving and wrapping around Bob's throat in an attempt to strangle him. Her attempt failed as she pulled Bob's robe off his form, seeing his toned physique.
"Marvelous...truly," Allesse complimented as she pushed Bob to a wall panting heavier.
As Bob was now against a wall, she pinned him there, grasping his shoulders. A feeling she had never felt for such a long time...lust... something she thought. At first, Ellesse did not understand why this was happening, but her mind was made up as she saw his naked body. Allesse's eyes looked down to his member and grinned while she brought her left hand to take hold of his shaft.
"It's been so long since... I was able to feel the warmth of another..." Allesse admitted before beginning to stroke his member. "And today seems like a rare chance to feel the warmth inside me once again..."
Bob moaned softly to her touch before Allesse chuckled, only to stop stroking and force him to his knees. The young man looked up at Allesse, seeing her massage her breast while her opposite hand moved the dress aside. With her dress moved aside, she revealed her knee-high boots and a black thong. It didn't take much for Bob to understand where he was before he leaned forward to pull her thing down using his teeth.
That's a good patient..." Allesse commented with a heavy blush and a smirk.
Bob nodded before bringing his lips to her folds and started to lick her pussy lips up to her clit. Allesse moaned softly at Bob's tongue work, grabbing the back of his head with her free hand. Due to Allesse back facing the researchers, they couldn't see anything other than her head being raised to face the ceiling due to her mask. All they could do was watch as Allesse brought her head down to face Bob, continuing to lick at her pussy.
"How I've missed this feeling," Alesse moaned while caressing her breast. "Deeper patient."
Bob stopped licking and started pushing his tongue into her pussy. This action causes Alesse to bring her other hand to the back of Bob's head, moaning loudly. After using his tongue to please Alesse for what felt like hours, she pulled his hair to force him back to his feet. The man panted lightly while Alesse moved her dress out of the way again while moving up to his body.
"Now stay still, patient. I am far from done with you," Alesse commanded in a seductive voice before using her left hand to guide his member into her pussy.
A soft moan slipped from her lips as their eyes locked onto one another. While Alesse moved her hips, her moans matched Bob's groans of pleasure.
"So good," Alesse moaned as her hands grabbed Bob's shoulder, grinning.
Allesse's knees lined up with Bob's while she rocked her hips back and forth. Eventually, her pace increased to the point where her forehead rested upon Bob's chest. Soft groans escaped Alesse's lips with the sound of their flesh clapping against one another. Bon stood there as Aleese had her way with him before her grip tightened just as she whipped her head back while slamming her body against Bob one more time feeling his cock release his seeds into her pussy.
She stood there with his legs twitched and Bob's arms wrapped around her. Bob panted lightly before turning to lay Alesse on her bed while ensuring her form was covered. Sighing softly, he got his rob off the ground and wrapped himself again.
"Sleep well, Alesse," Bob whispered while moving to her face and leaning down to kiss her forehead.
Soon, Bob was allowed out of the room and immediately escorted back to his. Tom watched as Bob was lost in thought, merely staring at the ground. Once Bob was in his room and changed back to his casual attire, he sat in his bed, deep in thought. Bob heard his room door open to see Tom walk in with his board.
"Are you okay, scp-8010?" Tom asked, standing before Bob, who couldn't help but chuckle.
"I got a name, Tom. Please use it. Remember, I do as I asked without questions and minor complaints for such rights," Bob reminded.
"Right. Sorry. Force of habit," Tom said, chuckling lightly. "Are you okay, Bob? You seemed a bit out of it when you left scp-049's room."
"I'm fine, just thinking is all," Bob admitted with a heavy sigh, only to look up at Tom with a hopeful smile. "Ah Tom, am I human?"
"Where did this come from?" Tom asked with a raised brow.
"Please just answer the question," Bob said, groaning.
Tom stared at Bob for a few seconds before nodding and looking at his board.
"Your samples say you are human," Tom started while flipping through the pages. "Tear, saliva, semen, and whatever blood we could collect... although few... say you are indeed human."
"I feel that there is a but there..." Bob said with narrowed eyes.
"I'll be frank with you, Bob. You are capable of doing things no human alive is able to do..." Tom admitted, followed by a heavy sigh. "Aside from being unable to die and even more so adapting to anything that would hurt you in a second, AND even impregnating other anomalies, which is supposed to be impossible. Scp-049, for example. Being able to kill any living thing with a simple touch. Not only did you not die from her touch, but you were also able to have sexual intercourse with her. Something that was marked impossible."
Bob listened to this before closing his eyes and facing the ground.
"What am I?" Bob asked in a soft voice.
"I don't know, Bob. I wish I did, but I don't," Tom admitted before placing his hand on Bob's shoulder. "But from what I can see now... you are no different than a human. I just hope that'll be enough..."
Bob nodded as Tom took his hand back and left the room, leaving the young man to think.
"Not human..." Bob repeated to himself, gritting his teeth in frustration at not knowing what he was.
{To be continued...}
Like before, comment on who the next scp should be! No repeats and the scp has to be organic...ish.