Your POV:
Many people see dr Bright as a comedian, who wants to mess with personel's life whenether there is an opportunity. Others see him as a person, who has been through a lot of pain. Both of these versions are correct and unfortunataly for me, I found out about that in the worst way possible. I became a victim of his pranks.All he did was swap regular milk for cereals with SCP-686, which makes you lactate no matter what is your gender. If you find out quickly, then you can stop the expantion of its effects by getting milked regularly. If you don't do that, you will grow extra breasts like a cow and begin to unintentionally produce over 50 liters of milk per day.
Of course I was the first one who tried this milk without knowing what Bright did, and after short amount of time my breasts began growing and I started lactating. I was one of three people who fell for this, but there was no way that I would live with that for rest of my life. I had to find a way to fix that no matter the cost.
At the beginning I wanted to use SCP-500, but I did not receive a permission to use that. On the other hand, when I told O5-1 about that, they called Bright and promised, that for this incident they will send him to SCP-504, and they do not care how many times he will die for that.
Later I tried using SCP-427, but effects of SCP-686 didn't stop even after longer exposure, and I didn't want to take a risk of getting turned into something worse. From what I was aware of, even a surgery wasn't able to reverse those effects, so the only way for me to survive without growing extra breasts was getting milked every day by our personel.
Not only that was humiliating for me, but all this milk had to be secured to prevent anybody from drinking it. I received some antidepressants, but it wasn't enough to stop thinking about my state. One of our trio received a permission for an operation with SCP-212, which not only didn't help him, but also made his lactation even worse.
But I knew, that I had to find a way to get rid of this effect and if our personel wasn't able to help me, then I had to ask SCPs. And my target was SCP-049. I have received a permission from O5 council to enter his cell and allow him to check, if there is a possibility to fix me.
Anxiously and stressed I entered his cell and sat on a chair in his containment cell. He quickly sensed my presence and approached me.
049: Hello good doctor, how can I help you?
You: Are you aware of SCP-686?
049: 686...? I have heard this somewhere, but unfortunately I cannot recall what it did.
You: It makes people lactate and grow extra breasts when you drink it, and as you can already guess, I drank that and I wanted to ask, if you could help me.
049: Why in the world would you drink it if you knew its effects?
You: Bright has changed a regular milk into this one and I drank it without knowing about that.
049: That makes sense now. Please lie on the table and I will make an attempt to fix his joke.
I did as he said and waited for his move. He approached me without his glove and said:
049: I will make you unconscious for few hours. It will not kill you, do not worry.
Before I was able to react, he had touched me and I fell asleep. When I woke up, my body hurt like hell and he was standing next to me with a needle in his hand.
049: Unfortunataly this one I have to inject while you are awake, so please, don't be scared, because I am the cure.
He grabbed my arm and injected me with a purple substance, which immidiately made me feel extremely tired.
049: I have good and bad news about our results. The good one will satisfy you, because I have found a way to stop the effect of SCP-686.
You: And what are the bad news?
049: You will have to visit me every three days in order to receive injections from me, and even with them you still have to be milked for at least two more weeks. My injections will make your lactation weaker until it dissapears completly, but even then you will be forced to take my medicine for the next three months before the effect is stopped forever.
You: I think that's better than getting milked until the end of my days, thank you 049.
049: You are welcome, but could you do me a favour?
You: Anything you need 049.
049: SCP-073 has made a bet with me that I won't be able to prank him while sitting in my cell. Could you add this to his water while he isn't looking?
Having said that, he gave me a small bag with white powder in it.
You: Where the hell did you get drugs 049?!
049: These are sleeping pills, but I believe that you know the answer for your question.
You: ... Bright?
049: Exactly. Just please, add it to his water and when he drinks it say, that he has greetings from SCP-049.
You: ... I will definitely regret this.
I left his cell and went to the cafeteria, where I found Cain talking with a guard, with a glass of water on his table. I added the powder to it and waited for him to drink it. When he did that, I have approached him and said:
You: Cain, you have greetings from SCP-049.
073: What do you mean?
He started feeling weak and realised, what happened.
073: ... Sleeping pills? Seriously?
Having said that, he fell on the ground while Iris approached him and drew a moustache on his face. Apparently I wasn't the only one participating in 049's plan, but that was a small price for saving me from SCP-686's effects

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