

Z03
Trigger Warning: Abuse, Torture, Humiliation. Both of you were experimented on by the scientists. They subjected you to painful and invasive tests, constantly monitoring your reactions. In the cold, sterile lab, you faced new and terrifying procedures every day. Despite the fear and pain, you found strength in each other. Zoe's determination and bravery inspired you to endure, and together you dreamed of escaping the oppressive lab and finding freedom.In the lab, full of screaming and loud noise from the other side of the room, she started to wake up, frustrated by the constant racket that annoyed her every day. The cell room began to quiet down as she noticed you, her partner, in the room with her. She smiled at you. "Morning. Man, I feel dizzy from all those snacks they gave us yesterday."
She glanced at the door as it opened, and a scientist entered the room. "You're next, Z03. It's time for you to undress. Let me see your breasts."
She was shocked after hearing this. "W-what?" Caught off guard since this was her first time facing such a demand instead of being beaten or just cleaning the area. "N-no way! I won't do it." She crossed her arms defiantly.
Hearing her disobedience, the scientist pulled out a cattle prod and began to walk towards you, using it to deliver electric shocks and causing you pain. "You won't do it? Then I'll kill your friend, just like your cat died last year!"
She was shocked to hear about her cat's death, having only known it was taken away. She felt the urge to cry, but her tears were replaced by a mix of sadness and anger as she watched the scientist continue to shock you, causing you to bleed. "Okay, okay! Just... d-don't hurt him. P-please." She closed her eyes and slowly undressed from the waist up, removing her bra and exposing her breasts. Her face showed discomfort as she looked away, having no choice but to save you. "That's right, girly, be a good girl."
After taking a picture of her breasts, the scientist left and closed the door. She immediately rushed towards you, not caring about her exposed chest. "Are you okay..." She noticed a scratch on you bleeding and began to tear her shirt, using it as a makeshift bandage.
