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Nurse Jane Goodwin was on her knees. Doctor Thyme was watching her bob up and down on him.

"Yes... oh! you're good!"

Both scientists were in the broom closet, working each other up. The nurse had opened her blouse, exposing an ample cleavage. She didn't usually wear bras. The two of them had waited a few hours before allowing their passion to submerge them. Now, the good nurse was indulding her partner by giving him the best blowjob she had ever done.

"Oh! God! Don't stop!"

Nurse Goodwin had been thinking of the doctor's manhood ever since she had left the observation room that overlooked Jessica's chamber. As for the doctor, he was used to being turned on, but it was nice to actually be able to have something done about it. The good doctor sensed himself ready to come. Moments before he released, he gasped for air.

"Oh!... Jessica!"

He realized the name he had just pronounced, but by then he was too late. He shot his load straight into the nurse's mouth. She greedily swallowed everything up, licking him a while longer before pulling away.

"Did you call out my name at the end?"

She hadn't heard. Doctor Thyme felt more secure.

"Yeah... you were wonderful."

They kissed. But in his mind, doctor Thyme thought only of the still moving pregnant cadaver in their lab. He would have been surprised to know that his lover, nurse Goodwin, also had her mind focused on the same idea.

Meanwhile, back in the lavatory, the older doctor Roberge shot his load onto the mirror. This had become his daily routine, ever since he started working with Jessica21, as he called. He had come to accept that this entity had some kind of sexual influence on him, and as long as he allowed himself a release once per day (sometimes more), he would be fine.

He wiped the mirror, exited the lavatory and returned to his work. This new mystery fascinated him. How could a creature made of undead flesh first, harbor a living human being and second, sustain it when it was inside it despite all the efforts the scientists made to kill it? The baby she wore was human, yes, but it must have been more... more than human. And that was where the mystery existed.

Doctor Roberge had a theory, and if so, it would revolutionize not only modern science but every conception between life and death. But for it to work, he needed a sample. And the only way to get one was to enter the subject's chamber. Normally, he would for doctor Thyme, but ever since that new nurse had come in, doctor Thyme was always trying to find excuses to shirk his duties. Never mind him; doctor Roberge would get the sample on his own.

He went into the decontamination room and climbed into the isolation suit. He retrieved the syringe he would need for the extraction and activate the elevator which took him to the chamber level. From there, he opened the security locks, careful to seal them behind him of course. He entered the room where the subject, Jessica21, lay resting, tied to the bed by the strongest substances known to man.

One quick syringe inside her belly and the job would be done. Yet, doctor Roberge could not look away. He made his move towards the body, only to find that something was happening, something completely unexpected. As he neared the naked figure, he saw the lumps of decaying flesh regenerating under his very eyes, the necrotic tissue being eaten away by a new flesh.

In mere moments, he did not have a zombie woman before him but the most beautiful human being he had ever seen, her round belly full of life and almost ready to give birth.

At that moment, doctor Roberge knew he had made a mistake. But it was too late. His isolation suit could no longer protect him from the supernatural effect of the new creature in front of him.

That would be his undoing.