Dr Annette Birkin looked into the containment tank. In the heart of the NEST facility, her work at Umbrella Corp was finally coming to fruition.
Inside the cylindrical tank, the specimen was growing. Annette smoked as she watched it float peacefully in a thick green liquid. This would be her finest work. She’d stayed at the lab late today, even her husband had gone home.
The creature in the tank stirred. Annette lowered her cigarette, squinting. It shouldn’t be awake yet. Suddenly, it bolted to the side of the tank. The glass cracked. Annette gasped, dropping her cig. “Shit!” Containment fluid seeped from the broken tank.
Her eyes widened. She was looking into the tank but she couldn’t see the creature anymore. It had got out of the crack in the glass. She didn’t see where it went. Fuck. This was embarrassing. She remembered quarantine procedure, and walked briskly to the door. She’d have to call it in and apologise for not taking more precautions. It’d go against her record but it wasn’t the end of the world. She’d lock it in the room and send a hazmat team to recapture it. Annette reached for the door control.
That’s when she felt something wet on her foot, and looked down in disgust, just in time to see something slip under the hem of her jeans. Gross, but no need to panic. At this stage of its life, the test subject wouldn’t have any intelligence. It was likely just looking for somewhere warm. It was moving up her leg. Fast. Annette tried to grab it, holding onto her leg. It wasn’t stopping. It reached her thigh, a lump moving under her tight blue jeans.
It would be a lot of money and resources lost but she wasn’t going to take any chances. Annette decided to try and crush it, like a bug. She slapped at it, but it was too fast, slithering up her inner thigh. Now it was time to panic. Her hands went for her waistband, undoing the button and pulling down the zipper. “Shit!” She exclaimed, exasperated. She had to get this thing off her, she reached her hands down her pants to try and grab it, but it slipped through her fingers. It leapt past her frantic hands and up her top.
Under her top, the creature crawled across Annette’s stomach, which rose and fell rapidly with panicked breaths. It closed in on its target. Her oval shaped innie bellybutton.
Annette yelped, pulling up her shirt rapidly. To her horror, she could feel it digging into her… bellybutton? “Oh fuck!” She tried to grab its tail as she felt it burrowing into her belly. “No! Get off!” Annette keeled over, clutching her stomach as the bug forced its way into her body. “No no! Not me!” She whimpered, terrified, grabbing the bug vainly as its tail slapped against her skin. It was pushing its way into her. She dreaded to think what it could do if it got inside. “I did everything right!” She despaired. “Ugh… Someone help!” But there was no one in earshot. “OH GOD!” Annette screamed, as her belly heaved, a bump appearing under her soft, white skin, as the creature’s tail dissapeared into her bellybutton.
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