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neither. I heard scary sounds outside, so I hided real good.”
Amanda’s eyes began to drip water. “I w-want my Mommy and Daddy.”
She continued to cry until the female rose and sat next to her and put an arm around her. Not exactly understanding why, Jay sat on the other side of Amanda and slid an arm around both of them.
* * * *
“How are you progressing, Doctor?” Battle Commander FronCar had entered the operating theater and stood behind Dr. ZemBleth, looking over his shoulder.
“Much better, now that I have some live subjects to study.”
The subject restrained on the examination table shrieked.
ZemBleth retracted the rib cage and examined the beating heart. The subject screamed.
“It’s certainly loud. Why don’t you sedate it so it’s quieter?”
“Oh, no. Hearing its reactions to what I do tells me a lot about its pain threshold and which organs are essential.”
After clamping off the artery, he severed one of the smaller organs and removed it. The subject screamed again.
“Well, I’ll leave you to it,” FronCar said. “Let me know when you learn something I can use.” He turned and left.
The doctor was so intent on what he was doing that the request barely registered. “Hmm. Oh, yes, of course.” He immediately forgot about the other man and inserted a device into the artery. Then he removed the clamp and checked a reading.
“Hmm. Very interesting.”
The subject screamed again and then passed out.
“Hmm,” the doctor repeated. “I’ll have to hurry and develop some compatible treatments to keep the subjects conscious longer.”
* * * *
Even after the child fell asleep, Jay continued to sit with his arm around the female. It felt right, somehow. Then he began to feel something strange. It was a warmth, a tingle in the place where he pissed. His ragged pants got tight and uncomfortable. He pulled them down to see what was different.
His piss thing had changed. It was bigger and stiff and not at all familiar looking. He pushed down on it and it sprang back up. Intrigued, he did it again.
The female saw what he was doing and looked down at it, too. She touched it and that started a whole different feeling in Jay’s body.
Without understanding what he was doing, he turned to the female and bit her lip. She bit back and soon he was on top of her. After a few minutes of fumbling with clothing, he was inside of her and that began an entirely new set of sensations. Sensations he really, really, liked.
There was much grunting, shrieking, and howling from both of them. But not like the usual alarms and calls to fight. This was different, much different. The sounds had no meaning, yet somehow expressed how Jay felt.
The commotion caused the rest of the pack to stare in confusion.
Minutes later, it was over. Jay rolled onto his back. He looked up to see the child standing nearby, staring down at him.
“What were you doing? It sounded like it hurt. Are you okay?”
Jay said nothing.
“I saw Mommy and Daddy doing that once. I thought Daddy was hurting Mommy, but she said she was okay and told me to go back to bed.”
Jay grunted once and closed his eyes. He needed sleep. He would remember this new thing, however. It was like having a full belly—only better.
* * * *
“What the f— Sarge, come here! You gotta see this.” Jesse Jefferson, scouting ahead, waved Daniels forward. Jesse crouched behind the filthy alley dumpster as Daniels caught up to him and gestured at the commotion ahead.
A group of armed people was crossing the street ahead of them, heading for the alley on the other side.
Daniels whispered, “I didn’t realize there was anyone else in this part of town. I wonder, are they friendly or likely to attack on sight?”
“Dude, I think they’re Zoms.”
“Zoms? What are you talking about? They have machetes. Zoms don’t use weapons. Hell, I doubt they’d know what a weapon was if it bit them on the ass.”
“Really? How
Amanda’s eyes began to drip water. “I w-want my Mommy and Daddy.”
She continued to cry until the female rose and sat next to her and put an arm around her. Not exactly understanding why, Jay sat on the other side of Amanda and slid an arm around both of them.
* * * *
“How are you progressing, Doctor?” Battle Commander FronCar had entered the operating theater and stood behind Dr. ZemBleth, looking over his shoulder.
“Much better, now that I have some live subjects to study.”
The subject restrained on the examination table shrieked.
ZemBleth retracted the rib cage and examined the beating heart. The subject screamed.
“It’s certainly loud. Why don’t you sedate it so it’s quieter?”
“Oh, no. Hearing its reactions to what I do tells me a lot about its pain threshold and which organs are essential.”
After clamping off the artery, he severed one of the smaller organs and removed it. The subject screamed again.
“Well, I’ll leave you to it,” FronCar said. “Let me know when you learn something I can use.” He turned and left.
The doctor was so intent on what he was doing that the request barely registered. “Hmm. Oh, yes, of course.” He immediately forgot about the other man and inserted a device into the artery. Then he removed the clamp and checked a reading.
“Hmm. Very interesting.”
The subject screamed again and then passed out.
“Hmm,” the doctor repeated. “I’ll have to hurry and develop some compatible treatments to keep the subjects conscious longer.”
* * * *
Even after the child fell asleep, Jay continued to sit with his arm around the female. It felt right, somehow. Then he began to feel something strange. It was a warmth, a tingle in the place where he pissed. His ragged pants got tight and uncomfortable. He pulled them down to see what was different.
His piss thing had changed. It was bigger and stiff and not at all familiar looking. He pushed down on it and it sprang back up. Intrigued, he did it again.
The female saw what he was doing and looked down at it, too. She touched it and that started a whole different feeling in Jay’s body.
Without understanding what he was doing, he turned to the female and bit her lip. She bit back and soon he was on top of her. After a few minutes of fumbling with clothing, he was inside of her and that began an entirely new set of sensations. Sensations he really, really, liked.
There was much grunting, shrieking, and howling from both of them. But not like the usual alarms and calls to fight. This was different, much different. The sounds had no meaning, yet somehow expressed how Jay felt.
The commotion caused the rest of the pack to stare in confusion.
Minutes later, it was over. Jay rolled onto his back. He looked up to see the child standing nearby, staring down at him.
“What were you doing? It sounded like it hurt. Are you okay?”
Jay said nothing.
“I saw Mommy and Daddy doing that once. I thought Daddy was hurting Mommy, but she said she was okay and told me to go back to bed.”
Jay grunted once and closed his eyes. He needed sleep. He would remember this new thing, however. It was like having a full belly—only better.
* * * *
“What the f— Sarge, come here! You gotta see this.” Jesse Jefferson, scouting ahead, waved Daniels forward. Jesse crouched behind the filthy alley dumpster as Daniels caught up to him and gestured at the commotion ahead.
A group of armed people was crossing the street ahead of them, heading for the alley on the other side.
Daniels whispered, “I didn’t realize there was anyone else in this part of town. I wonder, are they friendly or likely to attack on sight?”
“Dude, I think they’re Zoms.”
“Zoms? What are you talking about? They have machetes. Zoms don’t use weapons. Hell, I doubt they’d know what a weapon was if it bit them on the ass.”
“Really? How
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