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In a distinct moment of clarity amid his deep breathing, Julius held onto his head and recollected the unfortunate turn of events that led him to his current situation: bleeding profusely as he hid from an extremely aggressive mutant creature, trapped in some ancient laboratory with nothing but an energy revolver and his original target in hand. Several days ago, he was hired by a scientist named Geoffrey to retrieve the latest results of an experiment he and his co-workers were conducting before the Big Mistake. According to him, it would be an incredible breakthrough in medicine, as it would allow patients to fully regenerate any sort of wound and even perhaps lost limbs if everything went according to plan. Needless to say, it didn't. Something went wrong and the project was shut down, Geoffrey even said some of his colleagues were never seen again, possibly silenced. What exactly went wrong was not something he was willing to share, but he did advise against using any samples found as results were still "finicky", whatever he meant by that. Julius soon enough found the secret facility, hiding deep within the ruins of a barbershop, in the sorrowful remains of what was once the proud city of Condorhill. Not somewhere he would have ever suspected were it not for the scientist's careful directions. Forcing open a decayed hatch, he took out a flashlight and jumped in there, being immediately greeted by a pitch black metal corridor, his flashlight revealing rusted walls and pictures of researchers from times past. His job was retrieving any packages, samples or documents related to "Maxi-STIM", "Project Quick-Fix" or "Protocol RX-RGS". Despite not being fond of retrieval assignments like these, Julius took the job without second thought as the scientist paid him an exorbitant amount up front, promising even more if he could collect a satisfying amount of items. He knew he was dealing with something big here, perhaps far greater than he expected. A faint smile surfaced as he slowly stepped forward, carefully scanning the corridor with what little he could see at a time. He saw a steel door, not as damaged as the room it lead to, which Julius presumed was once a hall of sorts. A putrid smell invaded his nostrils as soon as he stepped in, causing him to thoughtlessly step back and nearly trip. The scene before his eyes caught him completely off guard, and he grunted in new found satisfaction. Anywhere he shined his humble light, it was nothing but gore. Blood as far as the eye could see, splashed against the wall in dreadful patterns. Rotten corpses and remains spread around, to the point where it would be challenging to identify what once belonged to who, but the quantity in itself led Julius to guess there were roughly seven or eight corpses in there. His first theory was that a bomb had gone off in there, but part of him wanted to believe it was something a little more exciting than that, and so he ventured on further. The next few rooms were absolutely trashed, but from the curious stains on the rubble and floor, and all the glass shards, it seemed like they were once laboratory rooms. It was almost saddening to see what once must have been an incredibly clean and sterilized room in that shape. A metallic noise rang through the empty rooms, and the mercenary swiftly readied his weapon and shifted towards the nearest corner, frantically scanning the room for its source. After taking a deep breath, he proceeded to the next room, keeping his weapon in hand and his senses sharp. Moments after stepping in, he heard a grimy, damp sound just outside the wall. Firmly aiming his weapon towards the sound, Julius began to slowly back again. His foot met the remains of a table, and much to his dismay, he soon lost his footing and fell into his back. Before the man could even get his bearings, through that wall burst an immense reptile, bearing its fangs as it stared hungrily into Julius' own terrified glare. With little time to think, the man rolled backwards into his feet and fired at the beast, which roared and took a step back as the energy shot splashed against its hide. Julius took the opportunity to dash towards the room's entrance, but something latched onto his leg. The man screamed in agony as fangs tore through his flesh, and he soon found himself flying through the air. Several walls could not withstand the brutal speed which he was thrown at, until a severely reinforced one halted his trajectory, and he could barely maintain his consciousness between the pain of his now ravaged left leg and the sheer force of the impact.

Looking up in a moment of desperation as the creature once again drew near, he saw a dusty box entitled "Maxi-STIM" sitting in a shelf right above his crumpled body. He rushed himself to his feet and barely had enough time to grab it before a fierce blow to his abdomen once again sent him into another room with no need for doors or other such commodities. Julius quickly dashed behind a table that had been knocked over before letting the pain set in completely, for as soon as he did, he curled up and bit into his fist to stop himself from wailing in agony. His shirt was soaked in crimson from the chest lacerations he had just gotten from his lizard friend, and aside from his clearly broken leg, he was pretty sure quite a few of his ribs were no longer where they were supposed to be. It was then that he stopped to analyze his situation, and with the delusional feeling that he should at least discover what he was about to die for and if it was worth his sacrifice, he hurriedly pried open the box. Inside was a manual of sorts and a single syringe. The manual explained it was an experimental regenerative medicine that could instantly cure most kinds of tissue or internal damage. Without second thought, Julius took a deep breath and injected himself.

The resulting rush of energy nearly had him jump out of his improvised cover. He felt a strange warmth in his veins as the thick solution began to course through his body. Before long his injured leg began to itch like crazy, and upon tearing off the soaked cloth around it, what awaited him was absolutely insane. His gashes were quickly closing themselves, and even the pain was fading at an alarming, almost worrisome rate. The once stomach-churning bite marks were now barely noticeable cuts, which soon vanished as well, leaving his leg as good as new. With a sharp crack, his spine twitched, and his shattered ribs were quickly mended. The sheer concept of such miraculous medicine was something far beyond the poor scavenger's comprehension, yet he had finally understood why this was such a well paying assignment.

With new-found hope for his own survival, Julius kicked the table towards the hole in the wall and fired repeatedly, in hopes of landing a lucky hit or at least scaring the monster. Slithering sounds seemingly surrounded him, and he ever so cautiously stepped away from them without fail. Every few seconds he could catch a glimpse of a leathery surface shifting about outside whatever room he was in. His hair began to furiously itch, yet his concentration was so severe that he couldn't bring himself to lift a single hand from his weapon. The itch slowly dribbled down like fiery venom, down his neck and onto his chest, then his arms and legs, then finally his hands and feet. It was not until the slithering stopped that he finally noticed how uncomfortable he was feeling. He raised his hand to scratch his scalp, but was confused when his fingers felt no hair. What they found instead were small patches of harder yet smoother skin. His first presumption was some variety of cancer, and so he reached for the anti-toxin medication on his satchel, but was stunned upon noticing how his nails were now much longer and sharper. Shaking his head, he resumed his search for the medication when the creature finally showed itself to him. Stepping through the hole was a huge reptile, resembling one of those komodo dragons Julius had once been told about. Its tongue mutely flicked in the darkness, and its eyes were intently focused on the scavenger. Afraid to move even an inch, Julius tried to carefully consider his possibilities, but was interrupted by a searing hot surge through his body, which left him reeling. The creature did not let the opportunity go to waste and lunged at him, but Julius, who felt stronger than even, swiftly jumped to the side and ran away. A tingling sensation settled itself onto his lower body, like a never ending shiver, and as he ran his speed increased steadily despite the foreign weight that nestled itself on his lower back. His face burned as if he had inhaled capscaicin powder, and with great discomfort he kept dashing through the rooms in a mad search for the exit while his knife-like teeth grew out of his slowly protruding muzzle. Stopping to hide behind a drawer after a few good minutes of being lost in the blur of similar and similarly destroyed rooms, he finally realized his toes had grown absurdly long, and so had his fingers. What were once his nails were now black appendages of destruction. His head was entirely saurian, and his entire skin was covered in rough emerald scales. A thick tailed slowly swayed underneath him. Like a bullet through his neck, a jolt of pain ran down his spine and brought him to his knees. Panicking and desperate to leave, he scurried away on all fours, barely noticing how skillful and agile he was at it despite having never really tried before. Moments after registering lightening quick movement on the corner of his eye, his reptilian snout met with something hard and he came to a halt. It was the other reptile, which now stared once again into his eyes, but something about its gaze wasn't quite the same. Julius tried backing away, but something deep in his consciousness begged him to stay. An unusual scent invaded his nostrils, a scent that felt absolutely familiar and welcoming. The beast began to walk towards his side, which surprised Julius. He refused to move, either due to shock or due to his own unacknowledged desire, and the beast was soon out of his sight yet he could easily tell it was still near due to the deep tapping of its claws against the cold floor as it seemingly wandered about. A howling screech escaped Julius' maw as he shivered uncontrollably from the warm, wet muscle that abruptly found itself rubbing between his legs. The vicious lick left his knees trembling. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, telling himself that whatever just happened must have been an illusion. However what met his eyes moments after was the sight of the other reptile standing prone while facing the other way. Its dripping wet labia were inches from his snout and he immediately recognized where the scent was coming from. The female reptile growled alluringly, pressing her juicy womanhood against Julius' snout. A surge of impulsiveness led Julius to lick the gentle gap between her fleshy lips, and the taste of her honey quickly wrangled all of his restraint, replacing it for uncontrollable yet definitely natural carnal desires. Without a second thought, he hugged onto the female's tail and eagerly thrust his two slick rosy shafts against into her needy inner walls. With a mutual hiss of deep pleasure, they began to rhythmically rock their hips, grunting and growling as her slobbering pussy so viciously gripped and milked both of his sensitive pricks. She turned her head to glimpse at her mate with an unfocused eye and a limp tongue drooping out of her smiling maw. Julius was deeply confused yet could not bother to cease basking in the bliss of her vice grip for even a moment, letting the pleasure take all of his doubts away and merely enjoying every second of it. A surge of pleasure coursed through every inch of his being as he finally reached a climax, vigorously spitting his warm seed onto her needy womb. The female screeched one last time, then swayed and rested her head on the floor, exhausted. The male lizard, unable to remember his own name, closed his eyes and relaxed, basking quietly in the afterglow of their mating. He would no longer return to the surface, nor would he ever want to. He had found a perfect partner and a perfect environment to raise them in, and what more could a mighty mighty lizard like him need? The female slithered out of his grasp, then turned around and slowly rubbed her snout against his, lethargic pleasure still vividly sparkling through her affectionate glare. He returned the gesture and they lied down together, happy to be in each others company. Julius was declared dead to the outside world and never seen again, but many months later, the scientist had a suspicion in his involvement when an ever increasing swarm of young lizards took over all of Condorhill's ruins. He had failed to retrieve the research, but inadvertently advanced it in another direction. The scientist was satisfied with merely studying the species he and his late team had created, and integrating them into society as pets or worker animals. Who would have thought Julius could have made a future for himself and changed the lives of many others by simply taking highly dangerous experimental chemicals then licking a lizard monster's pussy? I sure didn't.