SCP-9834: Ghost of an Extinguished World

Horny thoughts. Head rising.

"Aaaah~! Now this is life!" Cerberus moans as he dips in the bathtub full of hot water. "Yo Venus. Play Kokomo by The Beach Boys from my phone." She looks at him weirdly. "I mean Beach Girls." 

"Ah! Gotcha!" She plays the song.

"Should've named ya Alexa or Siri." He chuckles to himself while singing along. Mary walks in the bathroom. "Hey. It's occupied. What if I was jacking off and we had sex like a generic hentai?"

"I don't know what that means, but I'm sure you'll be fine." She joins him in the tub. "You could've had your way with Simon, but you didn't give in to temptation. That's why I know you're a good person." She smiles innocently.

"Oye oye. Do you not know any social standards? On second thought, nevermind." He sighs and stares at the white ceiling.

"Before I was here, me and the sisters would take baths together. I miss those times."

"I hear ya. This place at times feels more like a prison. Sometimes it's good to be kind and empathetic with anomalies. I'm certain half of the SCPs wouldn't be as bad, if they weren't treated as lab rats."

"Yeah. Ever since they took me in, I've been alone. I can only go to church once a week, can't call any other priests, they won't let me go anywhere...I feel trapped." They are silent. 

"You shouldn't worry about that anymore. They only did that because of your anomaly. Now that there's a way to essentially negate that effect, I'm sure they'll allow some freedom. Oh wait! This is my favorite part!" He jams to the saxophone solo. 

"How do you do it?"

"Do what?" 

"You've lost so much and it doesn't seem as your life is getting any better. Yet you still can find joy."

"Don't get me wrong. I've already gone through grief multiple times. After a while, you kind of move on. Some don't. And that's fine. Anyone else in my shoes, would've probably killed themselves a long time ago. I wouldn't blame them. I'm just the kind of person that keeps moving forward. Fighting and surviving for the better future of humanity. Plus, I have a trusty companion that has been with me through all of it." Newi materializes and caresses her cheek against his.

"...I see. Maybe I should do the same as well." 

"So beautiful." Venus sniffles.

???

"See? Nothing to worry about." The Founder says looking at the live feed of the bathroom.

"...Whatever. I still do not agree with this." A woman wearing a white jacket and a black hat says.

"Of course you don't. Still, it's impressive how she theorized the location of the key. I'm sending them to investigate the area."

"You promised me you wouldn't involve her in this."

"She volunteered. She is a grown woman capable of making her own decisions. Just like your wife. Seems they're doing fine without you." The Founder says. The woman clicks her tongue.

"That's because all of you deny me even talking with them."

"Is it a wonder after your assasination attempt on SCP-239?" She stays silent. "You are dismissed. Also, don't think we haven't noticed you having developed a Protector." The woman doesn't say anything and leaves. "Good thing she left. It would've been cruel for her to witness Project Eve." She presses a red button.

Back to the bathroom

 "And then I went PRRRRRRRRRRRE!" Cerberus imitates a machine gun. 

"Ahahaha! That's crazy." Both of them are having a good time. Cerberus sniffs.

"Why does it smell sweet all of a sudden?" 

"Must be the shampoo. Is it getting hot in here?" She fans herself. Both of their cheeks blush. 

"I think it's time for me to get out." Cerberus jumps out of the tub. He sees his erection and covers himself with his hands. He goes for the door, but it's locked. "You gotta be kidding me." Try as he might, the door won't budge. "Newi!" She attacks it, but barely scratches the surface. Newi is panting.

"Cerberus. It hurts." Mary is hyperventilating. She is fidgeting with her hands between her legs. For some reason, they're getting horny by the second.

"This is...aphrodisiac! The fact that I can barely stop thinking about ramming you against the wall, means that they're using chemicals from the Bufo toad. Which has hallucinogenic properties that cause psychological effects to increase our sexual desires and pleasures!" Newi is on the floor, groaning in sexual frustration. "Had it been anyone else, I wouldn't have minded. But to do this to a poor woman who is always being objectified and wants to save herself for the one she loves, is just too cruel!" He bangs his head against the door, trying to control himself. 

The effects are getting worse. He is trying to think of a way to get out. Venus can't do much, as she's finger banging herself. There is nothing in the room that can help him in any way. Cerberus is too turned on to think straight anymore and slumps on the floor panting.

"San...Santana." Mary says weakly. Her Protector appears behind her. She approaches the door and touches it. The metal starts rusting and smoke comes out of the electronic lock inside, causing it to malfunction and unlocking. 

Santana is slowly being affected by the aphrodisiac, but has enough strength to pull Mary and Cerberus out of the bathroom. English ivy starts growing rapidly from the rusted door to absorb the chemical in the air. However, they're still horny. Santana produces echinacea from her vines. She plucks one and places it in Cerberus's mouth. He convulses as the flower detoxes the chemical from his body. 

"Eurg. Ow! My head." He groans. "Huh? I don't feel rock hard anymore." He feels his bowels moving. "AAAAH! I GOTTA TAKE A MASSIVE SHIT!!" He rushes to the toilet. Venus and Mary eventually calm down after climaxing multiple times.

???

"Another failed attempt." The Founder sighs. "At least I know something new." She smiles. "This proves they're more reliable than I give them credit. Still, you will one day give in to temptation, SCP-9834. Even if I have to handle it personally."