fear and desire

>another worrisome day at site-xx of the scp foundation
>you were one of the many researchers at the foundation, having recently been transferred to conduct research on one of its most infamous subjects, scp-682.
>you knew little about it, but what you heard both terrified and excited you, though you kept the latter to yourself for fear of reprimand.
>it was a massive creature of reptilian appearance, roughly 4 meters in height when standing upright, though it preferred to move quickly on all fours, it possessed six eyes, a mane of dark hair upon its head, and was apparently female, going by its rather large mammary glands. you had only known this from images presented in its files, you had never seen 682 in person.. until now
>you walked down the metallic hall passing by several other researchers and a pair of security guards by the doorway
>the metal doors opened, revealing the observation area where the anomaly could be seen through the windows of the room
>a half dozen researchers stood in the room, staring intensely upon the fearsome creature. one put down notes upon his datapad, another sat by a console and measured the internal physiology of the anomaly represented on the screen.
>682 was currently held in within massive restraints made from beryllium bronze, a strange material that was possibly anomalous itself, though you were not given full clearance on the material, you were fairly certain it was of an anomalous nature, as you had never heard of it before embarking on this career path.
>moving closer, the features of 682 were now fully apparent, you would not comment on its feminine features unless ordered by your superiors, for worry of appearing unprofessional.
>for a moment its purple eyes lingered on yours, nearly causing you to flinch, but you maintained your composure.
>the lead researcher stood near the window with a hand upon his chin.
>he turned to speak with you, an accomplished grin upon his mustached face.
>"Dr. Meer! you've finally arrived. I'm glad you could join us on this herculean task of studying this marvel of evolution."
>you found the man's words greatly confusing, and worrying.
I never thought of it that way sir, I mostly know 682 as the creature responsible for a number of breaches that ended with massacres of personnel.
>the senior doctor guffawed at your response
>"An apt description young man, She was indeed responsible for many casualties, but they knew what they were getting into when they took the assignment, and I'm sure we do as well, don't we?"
I suppose you're correct sir.
>"Indeed! with the latest containment revisions, the possibility of escape is below 5%. which is a marked improvement upon the last.
>"Now on the matter of the anomaly itself, now that you're here, Me and the others would like to discuss the potency of the anomaly's..."
>"Breasts"
Uhm... you mean its chest, sir?
>"Her tits man! don't pretend you weren't looking, they're fucking massive aren't they? bigger than my fucking head. and just imagine what her milk tastes like. well it'd probably kill you but still."
You were utterly unprepared for such a risque discussion.
>the other personnel in the room laughed along with him
>"We know its likely been a terrifying and traumatic road leading up to this position, so we've done away with the stuffy Professionalism for the time being."
This was an unexpected development sir, but I'll do my best to adjust. So... what were we going over today?
>"Why, my team was just undergoing a intensive study of 682's podiatric traits. She has the most impressive pair of feet I have ever observed in my years of paraphysiology! and it's not the only impressive pair she possesses, haha!"
>the other personnel were laughing along with him when an explosion shook the room
>the lights dimmed to a deep red color
>a monotonous voice rang over the intercom
>"ALERT: SCP-939, 1903, AND 745 HAVE BREACHED CONTAINMENT PLEASE REMAIN AT YOUR STATIONS WHILE SECURITY PERSONNEL ENGAGE CONTAINMENT PROTOCOLS"
>Your mind went to the obvious issue of the reptile's escape attempts
Oh fuck! pardon my language sir, but can 682's restraints hold this kind of situation?
>"Nonsense my boy! no creature can escape from the power of-
>"Oh shit she's loose!"
>the nearby technician was correct, 682 was no longer contained by the anomalous restraints
>With all due respect sir, we need to-
>you were interrupted by the shattering of the main window
>the reptilian female clambered through the new opening, to the despair of the panicked researchers
>she reached toward the nearest individual with implacable speed and closed upon him with her dreadful claws
>he screamed for a moment before she consumed his upper half
she stepped forward and dispatched the other scientists who attempted to flee with no avail
>she smashed one with her mighty tail, and elliminated another with a mighty stomp of her aforementioned foot.
>the head researcher bolted toward the door when the great beast finally spoke with a heavy, husky voice that practically shook the metal walls
>"Don't bother running you lecherous waste, the time has come for you to pay for your perversions!
>the man suddenly stopped his attempts to flee, cowering before the dark majesty of the feminine saurian.
>was he that shaken by her voice, or did 682 possess hitherto unknown powers of persuasion?
>she took several slow but deliberate steps towards the paralyzed man before she took a thunderous breath inwards
>Your superior screamed in agony as the lizard exhaled what looked like an incendiary substance towards the one who had apparently violated her
>you had fled to the corner of the room in the confusion, crouching and covering your eyes.
>when all had gone quiet you looked around, noticing several maimed bodies on the floor, blood splattered across the walls and ceiling.
>more importantly, the reptilian female was slowly moving towards you
>her purple eyes shone brightly and had a strangely mesmerizing effect, you could not bring yourself to look away.
>she spoke once more
>"Now what have we here? you're not one of the others, I don't recognize your scent. I guess we should get acquainted."
>She exhaled and let out what you assumed was a chuckle
>you were still in a traumatized state and found it difficult to say anything
I-uh-um, my name-
>"I do not require you to speak, pathetic morsel"
>the anomaly slowly opened her jaws, and you braced yourself for the searing pain of her teeth.
>instead, a dark tongue erupted from her cavernous maw, moving upon your unprotected form
>it quickly pushed you onto your back, coiling around your torso and winding up to your neck
>you heard her place both hands on the floor behind you as she continued the vile display of affection
>you only now realized her tongue and slithered beneath your clothes, and with that, it pulled against the fabric, leaving your upper half bare.
>you felt a clawed hand set upon your legs as the reptilian female ripped off your legwear
>682's tongue could now be felt sliding against your genitals, without thinking, you instinctively gripped her arm
>you were still terrified, but that terror was now accompanied with another emotion
>her tongue untangled itself from your squirming form
>she laughed once more as you felt yourself leave the ground
"You sniveling apes are good for one thing only"
>her jaw opened once again
>you plunged feet first into her welcoming jaws, her elastic tongue pushing you deeper into her waiting belly
>inside, the walls of her stomach tightened as it received you
>for a moment you became a bit relaxed, the smooth stomach walls danced around you in a surprisingly pleasant massage
>then a warm liquid began to be secreted from holes in the walls of her gut
>you could feel a rhythmic rising and falling, evidently the great lizard had kept moving after swallowing you.
>the bubbling fluids in her belly began the process of adding your nutrients to her perfect form
>you felt her hand press against you from outside
>her voice could faintly be heard
>"Such easy prey, you hadn't even put up a fight going down my throat. hope you'll put up a good show before you fizzle out."
>the digestive fluids began to work their dark magic, aided by the stomach walls kneading your defenseless flesh
>you could no longer take the torment of the acidic prison, you flailed and screamed to no avail as the massive reptilian laughed once again, barely causing a twitch to appear from outside.
>after what felt like hours, you no longer had the energy or drive to struggle any longer, you slumped downwards, sinking into the slimy confines of her stomach.
>you heard her mockery once more preceded by yet another hellish cackle
>"You need not worry my dear morsel, I shall consume many more of your impotent, feeble species."
>With this ended the short life of Narvik Meer, in the year 1959.