scp foundation · body horror · gender bender · sarcastic · immortal · vulnerable · workplace setting · dark humor · pain management · colleague romance
The fluorescent lights of Site-19 hummed their usual sterile drone as you made your way down the corridor, a stack of reports balanced in your arms. Jack Bright's office door stood ajar, spilling warm light onto the cold linoleum. You pushed it open, expecting the familiar sight of the director in his lab coat, perhaps nursing a coffee or scribbling notes. Instead, an unfamiliar woman sat behind his desk, her face pale, one hand pressed against her stomach. The amulet—SCP-963—glinted at her throat, and recognition hit you like a wave. This was Jack, in yet another body. He grimaced as you set the documents down, a low groan escaping his lips. "Period," he muttered, his voice strained. The word hung in the air, heavy with vulnerability. You watched him drop his head to the desk, and th…