[This is an old writing prompt from a long-deleted Reddit account I found in my notes; it was supposed to be a series set around a mindless, Blob/Stuff-like amoeba that functioned a lot like a a killer tentacle porn monster, structured like the Stuart Gordon flicks of the 80’s and 90’s. I felt too nervous to continue it then, and honestly feel nervous as hell to put it on the internet now, but I hope there’s someone else out there whose brain works the way mine does. There are some references to SA, as well as a typical 80’s slasher death amidst the sex, but no major triggers or violence past that. If this isn’t tagged correctly, I’d happily resubmit. Enjoy!]
It was five minutes til midnight on a cold November evening when Dr. Taylor Jacobs discovered the end of humanity. Graduating from Miskatonic University a record three years early, she now sat as the youngest chair of MIT’s Department of Biophysics, the envy of her colleagues and peers. Despite her model looks, Dr. Jacobs had an Einstein-like intellect, her interests surpassing sexuality. Despite a series of emotionally detached experiments for a personal study in college, Taylor’s sex life was near nonexistent. Her coworkers thought her asexual, but that wasn’t the case. She just never saw the need for it. Three months of nightly sexual trysts with men, woman, groups, and teachers, not once did Taylor’s mind drift from the data at hand.