Mandy has the hard job of taking samples of the strange blueberry lady they captured.  Hopefully she won't contract the blueberry virus (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on May 2nd.)

             Mandy paced back and forth in the lab. She hated that her co-workers handed this task down to her. Just yesterday, they had done it, captured one of the ladies afflicted with the blueberry virus, and contained her in a cell. But now they had to study the woman to determine why this was happening.

             And for some god-awful reason, it was Mandy’s job to go in there and poke and probe the woman for samples. She had begged, pleaded for someone else to do it. She didn’t want to have some possible exposure and turn into a blueberry like countless others before her. But no, she had to walk in there on her own. Nor could she use one of the hazmat suits as all of them were taken. Apparently, the scaredy cats said in case something happened to her, they would need them.

             Mandy took a deep breath. “You just need a few samples. That is it for today. Besides, the woman is so sedated she can hardly move. What is there to worry about.” She tried to force a smile. “You won’t become a blueberry like the others. Nooooo. Nooooo.”

She shivered as she forced herself towards the door. “Now come on.

You can do this.”

             After what felt like an eternity, Mandy forced herself into the next room where the unconscious blueberry woman was waiting. “Can you please untie me? These restraints are really tearing into my juicy skin.”