Angel of Death Pt. 03
The hall was bustling with students as Professor Stella, a rising star in the history department, prepared to share her knowledge. Her specialty was WW2 history, which she often spiced up with fascinating tales from the past.
"Nazi scientists were a sinister yet inventive group. Without moral constraints, they could carry out any experiment they desired," she began, displaying heavily censored old papers on the screen. "These documents, recently declassified by Russia, present plans that are so incredible, even science fiction writers haven't conceived of them in the same way."
A nearby student interjected, "If it's so unbelievable, why are you telling us?"
"Because it's so detailed, with over 2000 pages. I believe they tried this seriously," answered Stella.
"The challenge of sustaining human life in harsh extraterrestrial environments during WW2 was a monumental task without the resourcefulness of today. The Nazis were desperate to keep people alive in outer space or even at the bottom of the sea. They failed, not because they couldn't revive the dead, but due to the impossibility of oxygen and warmth at these extremes," she continued.
"To solve this dilemma, the Nazis shifted their focus to an unsettling alternative: reanimate the dead instead!"
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Chapter two: Helga's Journey Commences
"The Zombie virus was stumbled upon by researchers in the Himalayas. While on a quest for Aryan ancestors, they stumbled upon naturally mummified bodies in deep snow in Tibet," the researcher told Helga while she watched an old film of a medical team examining a melting body from a previous expedition.
As she watched, the thawed body suddenly thrashed and tried to sit up. The doctors rushed out of the room in panic.
"Is this a prank? Doctor! This isn't funny!", she exclaimed, standing up, her face filled with terror.
"I assure you it's not, Fräulein von Heidleberg. You'll meet one of these creatures soon. But there's nothing to fear about them. The virus that brought these bodies back to life is what we've used to create the ultimate soldier," he explained.
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Chapter 3: Phase one - Revitalizing Helga
Helga was laid out on an operating chair. It resembled a dentist's chair, but with added components. In preparation for the arduous procedures that lay ahead, she was naked, with rudimentary heart monitors connected to her ample chest.
The first step was protecting her brain and spinal cord from the zombie virus. The biggest obstacle scientists faced was finding a way to ensure the virus wouldn't neutralize them. After hundreds of lives, they found the solution. The virus could reanimate dead flesh, but it would die under exposure to iodine or iodine salts. The solution: saturate her skull, spinal fluids, and brain stem with iodine. This was executed in two ways:
- Direct injection of the iodine into the spinal fluid, brain stem, and skull.
- An iodine-infused modified version of meningitis bacteria. Designed to invade the central nervous system, this benign bacterium would settle in every corner of her brain, while its inert nature means the host wouldn't contract the disease.
Upon finishing, she was instructed to stand up and have her vitals taken. Several notes were taken and multiple body measurements documented, particularly for her bust and hips. Helga was caught off guard but remained stoic during the whole ordeal.
"Now, Helga, climb back onto the chair," the surgeon commanded. "This time, lie down with your belly facing up. Let us examine your spine more closely."
"Will it hurt, doctor?" she asked.
"No, Fräulein," he replied. "This first step is crucial for the next process, which will require precise accuracy."
She lay down, face down, exposing her back to the room as doctors photographed and filmed her. It was an arousing scene to see this German goddess completely naked, followed by several close-ups of her thighs, buttocks, and breasts. The male surgeons couldn't help but react to the erotic experience.
"Please climb back onto the chair, Helga, but now onto your back so we can see your head and neck," the surgeon instructed.
"Will this hurt, doctor?" she asked.
"No, Fräulein, we simply need to measure your spine for a better understanding of the procedure."
Doing as she was told, Helga's softer parts were left exposed for the room to see as the surgeons took photographs of her, their arousal clear to see on their faces. The men's reactions thrilled her.
"Yes, at times it may seem uncertain, but we'll make every effort to control the situation. Keep calm and don't freak out, my dear. Allow whatever occurs to occur. Don't worry. You're in capable hands," he assured.
Helga climbed onto the chair and the team moved in to confine her. It was an oddly sexual posture.
The shaved beauty placed herself atop the chair, her breasts and stomach face-down. Her legs were spread apart and her knees bent beneath it. A nurse stooped beneath her and fastened two soft padded leather handcuffs around her ankles. The handcuffs were then connected to each other, trapping Helga's legs underneath. Two more leather belts encircled her thick thighs. These thigh straps were then secured to the sides of the table.
Helga remained silent as the situation unfolded. "Please hug the backrest of the chair," instructed another nurse. Helga did as instructed, and the nurses fastened soft padded handcuffs around her wrists, which were clasped together subsequently.
Sprawled and bound, with her buttocks and back exposed, Helga wriggled a little, assessing her restraints' strength. Her breasts were pressed painfully against the chair.
Her head was positioned against the backrest of the chair. Her neck pressed against it painfully.
"Now, secure her head and torso," said a physician. Two blocks of sculpted rubber were brought in. Two blocks were placed on either side of her waist and screwed and fastened down. Two more blocks were clamped either side of the chair's backrest. Helga couldn't believe how secure she felt. Two more blocks secured her armpits. Now the girl was entirely immobilized. A nurse fastened a thick, black Oxygen mask over her face.
Helga now lay with her legs straddling the chair, uncovered and unmovable. Her bottom was out and her damp vagina and rosy anus were open to the world. The bald head and fair skin glistened with sweat droplets. The head surgeon walked to the back of the chair next to her head.
"Helga, merely local anesthetics will be used in this operation. You must communicate any discomfort to us. Is that clear?"
"Yes, doctor," replied Helga, staring at him with wide eyes.
With X-ray images as references, the physicians identified the points of entry into the girl's brain and spine. Helga winced a little as it tickled.
For the first time, physicians used live X-ray footage to monitor the progress of their probes. The machine hovered above the girl's head, projecting visuals onto a wall in the theater.
They commenced by applying a topical anesthetic to her scalp and along her spine, followed by some disinfectant.
Two groups of doctors worked: one on her head and one on her back. Another team monitored her vital signs.
As the physicians started drilling into her skull, Helga closed her eyes. "Oh doctor,"
She didn't notice the theater door open and close.
"Helga, my darling daughter," she thought. "Papa," her eyes fluttered open. "Oh, this is a dream!" She tried to wriggle free.
"Shh........no, my dear. I am here now. You are so courageous," he said.
"Aaah," she cried as the probes touched her spinal cord.
"Oh GOD! It hurts so bad!" She cried out as more needles pierced her spine.
It became too much to handle. Urine flowed from her bladder onto the seat and onto the floor. Admiral von Heidelberg saw the urine spatter on the floor. He massaged his daughter's shoulders and looked into her eyes.
"My precious Helga. Stay strong. this is okay..." Tears flowed down her cheeks. He wasn't able to see her face since it was covered by the black oxygen mask. He could only look into her eyes.
After the spine had been touched, the following step was to draw out the fluid, treat it with iodine, and administer it again. This was achieved through a device specifically designed for this function. Two were required, one for her brain and one for her spine.
Tubes attached to the needles now inside her brain and spine were attached to the machines, and the physicians prepared to pump.
Helga's head was spinning. She suddenly lost feeling in her arms and below her waist.
"Doctor, she's defecating," reported one of the nurses.
"Don't stress, my child. It's normal," said the head surgeon.
"Ohh, I can't help it, Father, Ohh..." she moaned as she lost consciousness. Ice cold fluid now began to pump into her mind.
To be continued...
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