07-28 Ripper

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The Ripper (Complete) Author: White Paper
The Ripper Chapter 1
In a simple and peaceful small town, everyone was accustomed to the usual mundane and warm rural life, unaware that a meteorite falling from the sky would completely change everything in the tranquil village. More than half a month before the accident, Mr. Grant, a teacher at a state high school, came to the town's only small bar to drink alone. Not long ago, he was about to woo his beautiful wife, who was also a teacher, but was unexpectedly rejected because she was too busy and had too frequent sex. For the strong and healthy Mr. Grant, this was undoubtedly a humiliating blow to his self-esteem.
Although Mr. Grant was nearing forty, his 1.8-meter height and broad chest muscles made him appear younger than most middle-aged men, even possessing a unique charm characteristic of mature men. Coupled with his high level of education and wealthy background, he had quite a few admirers in this small, sparsely populated village.
"Hi, can I have a drink?" A blonde beauty with an alluring mole on her lips and a charming smile that seemed particularly radiant in front of Grant, revealed her tempting cleavage and placed her slender pink fingers on Grant's large palm.
"You are... Daisy? Hi...long time no see."
"I didn't expect Professor to still remember me. I thought you had completely forgotten me after you got married." The blonde woman tossed her hair and said in a reproachful tone.
Grant smiled awkwardly and immediately ordered her a drink, but silently sipped the sour red wine in his mouth.
He was not a talkative person. Despite his burly appearance, he seemed somewhat reserved and taciturn.
On the contrary, the beautiful woman in front of him was the complete opposite. She was a social butterfly who knew how to dress herself up very well. Although she had a one-night stand with Grant, who was her teacher, during her student days, it didn't lead to anything. In the end, she married an unknown man and had a son.
The man, already slightly tipsy, was quickly swayed by the strong effects of the alcohol. His languid eyes, fixed on the beautiful woman's face, began to move towards her full breasts.
"Hehe... I've been missing you so much. It seems my body is still very attractive to you..."
Daisy boldly teased Grant, her breasts noticeably larger after childbirth. Even though Grant didn't understand her intentions, he could clearly feel the seductive intent in her eyes.
Grant was now a very loving husband. Although he had had frequent sexual relations with many women before marriage, he had completely severed all ties after marriage and became a good man who came home on time every day.
He deeply loved his hard-won young wife. After all, finding a wife as perfect as Jennifer wasn't easy. Although they were eleven years apart, Jennifer not only had a high level of education, but her outstanding temperament and appearance were also among the best in the town.
But today, Grant decided to forget all that and let the alcohol take its toll. The lonely man, who hadn't tasted the joy of infidelity in a long time, encountered such a beautiful and charming blonde. The shackles of lust were almost unable to restrain the beast within him.
Soon, after several glasses of strong liquor, both were staggering and giggling drunkenly before leaving the bar. Embracing each other, they walked along a sparsely populated country lane. Grant whispered in Daisy's ear that he had left a small cabin in the abandoned threshing ground. The knowing beauty chuckled, her face already showing signs of intoxication.
They stumbled and bumped their way into the dark forest. Overwhelmed by the alcohol, Grant suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground. Daisy, however, suddenly cried out, pointing to a charred red rock at their feet.
"Quick...come here, Grant...look what this is?" Daisy pointed to the bubbling, charred red rock that had been split open, and a foul, sour, purulent stench assaulted her nose. Grant, who had sobered up a bit from the fall
, leaned against Daisy and picked up a twig to poke at the rock. "This is probably some kind of meteorite that fell from outer space and hit some kind of animal...haha...damn it...this thing is really disgusting." Grant was still drunk and couldn't help but playfully poke at the intensely red rock. Daisy tried to stop him, but this only fueled Grant's interest, and he leaned in to look.
"Ah...this...ahhh!" Suddenly, Grant screamed loudly. From the charred rock shell, something the size of a needle shot out and quickly burrowed into Grant's stomach. The unsuspecting strong man immediately collapsed to the ground, convulsing in pain.
"Ah! You...what's wrong with you? Grant...Grant!" Daisy screamed in fear. Grant's limbs trembled violently, as if an electric current was flowing through his body. The invisible, flesh-like needle slowly pierced through his heart and throat, stabbing into the reticulum nerves of his brain. A strange and bizarre electric current began to spread and propagate continuously in Grant's blood vessels.
No matter how Daisy shouted, Grant, foaming at the mouth, remained unresponsive as if unconscious. The frightened young woman, disregarding his disheveled state, fled, disappearing into the distance without even daring to cry for help.
For a long time, Grant's body remained motionless, as if dead.
"Ugh...it hurts...it hurts? Where am I?" When Grant opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in his comfortable, soft bed at home.
"Darling...are you awake?" In Grant's panicked ears, he heard his wife's familiar voice calling.
"Breakfast is ready. I have to go first class today, remember to eat before going to school..." His wife Jennifer's gentle voice called from downstairs, making Grant feel disoriented and unsure of where he was or what had happened.
"What's going on?" Grant hurriedly pulled back the covers and saw a noticeable small black hole in his chest, confirming that something strange and terrifying had indeed happened yesterday. This strange feeling only fueled his curiosity.
"This...this is..." Grant's trembling fingers reached into the small black hole in his chest. The strange reaction wasn't too painful; a slightly itchy and tingling sensation stimulated him to probe deeper into his chest. It wasn't until his reason called out in surprise that he excitedly jumped out of bed and put on the neatly prepared shirt his wife had provided.
"I... my body... I have to go to school right away and get a thorough checkup to see what's wrong with my body... Ah!" Grand, who had just put on his pants and was about to go downstairs, was suddenly overwhelmed by a series of bizarre and unprecedented images flashing through his mind. Scenes of blood, worms, and corpses intertwined, ready to be eaten raw, made him scream out involuntarily. His penis, for some unknown reason, began to swell violently.
"Ah... Ugh... Ah!" The electric shock-like stimulation made Grand convulse again, unable to move. His zipper hissed and burst open, revealing a man's large, red, and ferocious penis, its swollen, purplish-black veins bulging. Then, uncontrollably, it gushed out streams of thick, disgusting, milky-yellow semen.
Eat...eat...hiss...hiss... The terrifying and bizarre image kept swirling in Grant's mind. Black currents of electricity coursed through his limbs again, and the thick, large penis swayed more and more violently. Unable to resist, Grant pulled open his chest and actually used his bare hands to slowly pry open the sternum, which was now completely devoid of blood.
In the evening, "Ding-dong." The doorbell rang at Daisy's door.
"Who is it?" Because Daisy's husband worked the night shift, she always paid special attention to the doorbell at this time...after all, this beautiful young woman was not one to settle into married life; to put it bluntly, her promiscuous nature always attracted unwanted attention.
"Ah! Grant..." The person who came today was the man Daisy feared most. What had happened yesterday sent a chill down her spine, but Grant walked into her house as if nothing had happened.
"What's wrong? Daisy, you came home without a word yesterday. I know your husband shouldn't be home this late, right?" Grant's face was as pale as if he were sick, but the strange smile on his lips made Daisy feel involuntarily afraid. Fortunately, Grant didn't seem to be in any serious condition, and Daisy secretly breathed a sigh of relief as she pretended to be calm and answered.
"Ha...yes...it's like this, it was too late yesterday...I was really worried about such a young child...so I went home first, sorry...mmm...mmm!" Daisy was still making excuses for leaving Grant when her mouth was suddenly silenced by Grant's tongue, and the man's hands quickly began to roam freely over her body.
"Mmm...slow...slow down...mmm..." Daisy tried to struggle but found that the other's strength was increasing, and his hands, which were gripping her tightly, were aching. She was roughly pushed down onto the sofa and forcibly kissed.
"You little slut...you've been holding back for a long time, haven't you, hehe..." Since Daisy had been treated so roughly by many men before, she didn't feel embarrassed at all. On the contrary, she was even a little excited. However, when she smelled a nauseating odor from Grant's body, just like the one she had smelled yesterday, a strange sense of fear made her desperately try to resist him.
"Don't you want my things? Then why are you resisting so much...wouldn't it be better to just let yourself be fucked until you pass out from pleasure?" Grant's expression became more and more terrifying, as if he had become a different person, speaking coldly and inhumanly.
"Grant...stop...stop...I don't want to...I don't want to anymore...stop! Ah!"
"Too late, hee...I'm already excited..." Grant's left hand covered Daisy's mouth, and two terrifying, transparent tentacles, as thick as pythons, emerged from her pulled-open chest. Their sharp hooks pierced directly into the woman's fair skin. His free right hand caressed Daisy's full breasts, and greedy saliva slowly dripped from his trembling, twisted lips.
"Ah! Ah...ah!" Something like worms now clung to Grant's chest, wriggling. Just as he completely ripped open his shirt, the two python-like, translucent veins burrowed deep into Daisy's abdominal cavity!
"Ah...uh...ugh..." In an instant, Daisy's expression became completely distorted. A strong, electric current-like reflex signal surged violently within her body, and soon, that hot stimulation began to concentrate on her sensitive private parts.
"Heh...enjoying it? Look at your expression, you seem to be having a good time, don't you?" Grant let out a strange laugh, looking at the beauty whose eyes had rolled back and whose body was trembling violently. He didn't forget to pull off her skirt and panties, and deeply inserted his red and swollen penis into her already wet and sticky vagina.
"Ah...ha...ah...uh...ugh...ugh..." Daisy's body couldn't withstand such intense stimulation and she urinated, but the two evil tubes on her stomach began to continuously inject dark black viscous fluid into her pure white flesh. Her bra, which she hadn't had time to remove, began to feel the pressure on her breasts, and her swollen breasts began to involuntarily leak milk everywhere.
"Ha...haha...it's a strange feeling, isn't it? This is my body..." While Glent was raping the incontinent young woman with horrific and inhuman actions, he was enjoying the unprecedented and special sensations transmitted to his nerves. Just as passion and climax arrived at the same time, his pale mind seemed to produce many inexplicable and special images.
Sexual intercourse…more…reproduction…more…more…Strange signals drove Grant to relentlessly thrust into the woman's wet, sticky lips. But compared to Grant's sensations, Daisy's body felt dozens of times stronger. Her mindless body was being violently pumped until she could barely breathe.
"Ha…ha…shoot…shoot…I'm going to cum…plop!plop!" Her wet, throbbing vagina seemed unable to withstand the endless flow of thick semen. Even though it was deeply filled with the large penis, the semen still dripped profusely between her raised, high thighs.
Several days later, "William…Is Sheriff William there?" Jennifer asked anxiously on the other end of the phone.
"Oh? Jennifer? Long time no see... My God, thank God I can hear your voice again." The sheriff on the other end of the phone seemed excited by Jennifer's sudden appearance.

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man was Jennifer's first love, but their relationship ended when he almost raped her. Now, Jennifer had a desperate need for help; otherwise, she would never have approached him.
"It's...it's like this...my husband has been...it's been...becoming a little strange lately...I...I'd like to ask you to come to my house..." Jennifer's voice trembled involuntarily, because the fear that had accumulated in her heart over the past few days had deepened to the point of near madness.
"What's wrong, my sweetheart...? Tell me slowly. As the sheriff, I'll definitely help you." William didn't change his flippant tone, which showed his fondness for flirting with women. After all, his position as sheriff wasn't exactly honorable; deep down, he was a ruthless and opportunistic guy.
"He... he looks so scary... the basement is full of animal carcasses! Anyway... could you come over... I... I can't take it anymore..." Jennifer's usual calm and rational demeanor revealed a moment of fear and panic, which not only piqued William's curiosity but also fueled his malicious intentions.
"Relax... relax, baby, don't worry, I'll be right there..." William smiled, seemingly lost in thought, as he pulled a photo of Jennifer from his wallet. This sexy bombshell, whom he hadn't seen in eight years, now had her image constantly swirling in his mind.
That night, "Ding-dong!" A crisp doorbell rang in a small rented apartment.
"Ding-dong!"
"Go away... don't... don't come in!" A fearful and surprised cry came from inside.
"Ding-dong!"
"Ah! Quick...get away! I've already called the police...it will...ah!" Daisy's voice was filled with utter terror, but even though the doorbell stopped ringing, everything she feared was still vividly present before her eyes.
"Ah!" A man draped in a black trench coat appeared before Daisy, standing in the dark corner where no light or shadow could be seen, appearing particularly eerie and terrifying.
"You...how did you get in?" The door was locked tightly; where did this ghostly figure fly in from?
"Hehehe..." A cold gust of wind suddenly came from behind Daisy's figure. This tall figure seemed to have climbed three stories from outside the window to enter, and only shortly after the doorbell rang. Such rapid movement was truly unbelievable.
"You are a very important test subject. How could you run away from home without permission? Where do you think you can escape to?" The dark-skinned man took off his hat, revealing a face covered with various horrible tumors of different sizes. His baldness made his pale face look anything but human!
This terrifying man with a face like a monster was none other than Grant after his drastic transformation.
"Ah! Go away... No... Don't come near me... No!" Daisy, who was holding an infant, started crying in fright at her mother's scream.
What's even more astonishing is that Daisy, who used to have a beautiful figure, now has a swollen belly like she's pregnant after only a few days. Two transparent tentacles, identical to those on Grant's chest, have even grown on her chest, constantly moving up and down – a truly horrifying sight.
Daisy's horrific changes are now indistinguishable from Grant's, no wonder Grant knows this woman is unlikely to call the police, just like him, and unlikely to ask for help from anyone else.
"Don't talk nonsense. Soon you'll be able to relive the joy of motherhood again..."
"Before you give birth to more of my clones, you'll need to replenish a lot, a lot of food..." At this moment, Grant holds a black garbage bag in his hand. When he lays it in front of Daisy, it reveals a large pile of blood-stained, crimson chunks of flesh.
"No! I...I don't want to...No..." Daisy's voice was unusually weak as she resisted.
"Hmph...Your body is reacting very differently to raw meat, isn't it? Maybe you don't know what you need yet."
"No way!"
"The most primal instincts of living beings are only appetite and lust. Perhaps I should remind you what kind of creature you are right now..."
Just then, Grand opened his dark black overcoat, revealing that what was originally a human chest had turned into a large, blood-red, mucous membrane. From the thick, bubbling tumor, long, penis-like tendrils emerged and clung to Daisy.
"Ah...this...this smell..." Daisy's face flushed instantly. The pungent odor assaulted her senses, like that of someone in heat. Her tongue, which she instinctively extended, was another primal reaction of awakening.
"Waaaaah...waaaah..." The baby in her arms cried incessantly, but Daisy seemed deaf to it. Her crimson eyes opened her greedy lips, greedily licking the swollen male penis inside her mouth.
"Hehe...I told you you'd understand...the rest is just the most primal biological instinct. You'll adapt to it soon enough."
Lost in the olfactory sensation of heat and the bizarre behavior, Daisy's rationality began to crumble rapidly. Holding the infant in her arms, she used the other to grasp and manipulate Grant's two erect penises, as if playing with a man's genitals.
"The fate of creatures like you, called 'beautiful beings,' is to endlessly reproduce... Once you fully understand the meaning of this life, you'll know what you truly desire..." Grant, who already possessed extremely high intelligence, remained as sharp and intelligent as ever despite becoming a non-human hybrid.
"Itchy...it itches! Ah...it's...it's happening again...it's so itchy...quick...quickly, put it in!" In an instant, Daisy's expression underwent a complete 180-degree change. The intense tactile sensation made her private parts unbearably itchy, and her large breasts, straining against her bra, swayed incessantly due to the copious amount of milk expelled.
"Want to breastfeed? Hehe... It's addictive to have sex while the baby is drinking milk, hehe..." Grand said, his penis already firmly inserted into Daisy's vagina again.
"Ah! Ah! Ha... Huff... Huff..."
"How is it?"
"Ha... So... So comfortable... Ah... Ha... Thrust harder... Ha..." Daisy moaned ecstatically, experiencing another intense orgasm that sent electric currents through her stomach, leaving her speechless with excitement. The two tubes on her stomach were entangled by Grand's tentacles, and the squeezed, transparent tubes, as if being manipulated, began to secrete a sticky liquid.
"Ah...ha...ha...shoot inside...shoot...please...ah ha!" In the midst of the intense thrusting, like a worm, Grant once again poured a large amount of milky white semen into Daisy's body. Daisy's belly, swollen to an even more terrifying size than a pregnant woman's, remained in a breastfeeding position, while her two erect penises simultaneously ejaculated streams of thick, yellowish, foul-smelling semen.
"I'm back," Grant said in a low voice, refusing to remove his hat and cloak as he walked upstairs. He knew he had changed, but he didn't want his horrifying appearance to frighten his wife.
He was well aware of the changes in his body over the past few days; besides his abnormal sexual cravings, his hunger for raw meat had also become extremely strong.
However, he carefully concealed all of this. Although the abnormal changes in his body did not stop, he still did not want his beloved wife, with whom he spent every day, to discover it.
Although he knew that Jennifer had more or less noticed something was wrong, the more drastic the changes in his body became, the more twisted Grant's inferiority complex became. He was even more unwilling to let his wife find out, and therefore, he had been locking himself in the basement these days, only letting his wife hear his voice.
But Grant never expected that, despite all this, his observant wife had actually noticed something amiss, and was extremely terrified by the animal carcasses scattered all over the basement and her husband's daily physical changes.
"Don't move!" Suddenly, the area around Grant became blindingly bright. Officers from the stairs and hidden under tables and chairs immediately surrounded Grant, who was wearing a trench coat.
"Jennifer? You... what are you doing?" Grant immediately realized he was surrounded. Perhaps because he was too shocked, as the officers arrested Grant, his upper body hissed, and his trench coat slipped off his shoulders, revealing a horrifying body that looked like a mutated worm beneath his ugly head!
"Ahhh!" Seeing her husband for the first time as a monster resembling a sticky lump of flesh, Jennifer almost fainted on the spot in front of everyone.
"My God! It's a monster! Shoot!" Gunshots rang out everywhere. Grant, whose body seemed frozen in place, was immediately riddled with bullets by the fearful police officers before she could even retaliate with a hoarse scream.
"No! No!" Jennifer's screams did nothing to stop it. The relentless close-range gunfire was inescapable.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Amidst the frenzied gunfire, although Grant tried to escape as if he were immortal, the damage to his body was too severe. The chunks of flesh that hadn't healed in time were destroyed almost instantly upon being broken. Before long, Grant's body turned into a lump of mud, unable to move. The firing only stopped after more than a dozen police officers had used up all their ammunition
. "Hmph...hmph...where...where did this monster come from? It's fucking disgusting..." William spat forcefully, not forgetting to reload his empty magazine.

Chapter 3 of The Ripper
Actually, William had long wanted to get rid of Grant, perhaps out of jealousy. As long as he lived, his obsession with Jennifer would remain unfulfilled. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he naturally decided to strike first and then make further plans!
"I've never seen anything so disgusting... its body is like a mollusk, yet it looks like a human, and it can even speak..."
"Maybe it's an alien disguised as a human. This... this... which unit should we report to?"
"No... don't worry about that for now."
"Sheriff, what do you mean?" the officers asked, puzzled.
"Just listen to me! Get everything organized, and everyone needs to report back to me later," William shouted sternly.
"Yes."
"Jason? Jason, what's wrong?" Among the police officers who were busy cleaning up the 'crime scene', they suddenly noticed a newly recruited young officer named Jason squatting on the ground, groaning in pain.
"What's wrong? What happened to you, Jason?" The other officers were all worried and concerned, wondering if he had accidentally shot one of their own during the gunfight.
"Ah...ah..." Unexpectedly, a scene that shocked everyone immediately appeared on Jason's body. A disgusting thing that looked like brain marrow was strangling Jason's neck, and the pus-filled spinal cord was being pierced into the officer's mouth. The thing that looked like a snail's head was slowly crawling into Jason's mouth.
"This...this is...wait! Don't...don't shoot!" Everyone was stunned by what they saw. They hadn't expected that the alien creature, which should have been dead, would try to burrow into a human body. In a panic, the crowd immediately raised their weapons again, but William, fearing that someone else might die, tried to stop them.
"Quickly dig that disgusting thing out of him! Quick! Don't let him swallow it..." William shouted alertly, but no matter how hard the men urged him to dig, the disgusting brain matter was quickly and completely inside Jason's throat.
"Hiss...hiss..." Jason's strange noises caused the frightened officers to abandon him and take several steps back. When Jason, still vomiting blood, raised his head again, his pupils had turned crimson.
"Hiss...you...Jennifer...Jennifer..."
"Ah! It's...it's Grant!" Jennifer trembled in disbelief; the stranger's voice and tone were so similar to her husband's.
"I loved you so much...and you did this to me...hiss..." A series of terrifying clicking sounds emanated from Jason's body, as if his human body, possessed by a foreign entity, was undergoing a series of violent changes.
"Waaah...waaah..." Jennifer's eyes filled with tears, but the intense emotions prevented her from speaking.
"Jason... he's been possessed by an alien! Quick! Shoot!" The gunfire that had just stopped rang out again, but this time Grant, who was possessing Jason, was prepared. Despite being injured in many places, he still managed to escape his spacious and luxurious private residence.
"Damn it... I will never let you get away with this!"
Staggering Jason and the police officer with blood still spilling from his mouth, not long after leaving the scene of the gunfight, Jason was so badly injured that he could barely walk, and his wounded body seemed like it might die at any moment.
"Okay... speed up the experiment, and then... hehe..."
"What's wrong with you?" A girl's voice came from behind Jason, but when Jason, dressed in a police uniform, turned around, the girl's tone turned into a fierce and uncontrollable scream.
Tentacle-like tendrils emerged from the holes punched through Jason's body, and his entire body was covered in black blood, his terrifying form as grotesque as a monster from a movie.
"Shut up!" Jason quickly covered her mouth, using all the strength he had left to subdue the woman, opening his mouth wide to press against her mouth and nose, slowly sliding something into her throat from his head.
"Thump." Jason's body fell coldly to the ground.
"A woman...body?" A few strands of strange, sticky fluid still dangled from her mouth. The black-haired woman pulled a small mirror from her pocket and looked at her reflection.
The woman standing beside the police officer's body was about 1.67 meters tall, white, and appeared to be a high school student of only sixteen or seventeen. She had long, thick, jet-black hair reaching her shoulders, and wore sexy, fashionable, and somewhat revealing
clothing. Judging from her attire, she seemed to have just finished a youth party and was heading home.
"Hmm, a little slut...this kind of rural place still has this kind of slut? Not bad looking...she should get a good talking-to from the teachers." The girl stroked her smooth face, observing herself, and muttered to herself in a strange, low voice.
"Hehe...what a strange feeling." The young girl gave a strange smile, caressing her B-cup breasts a few times and striking various alluring poses, seemingly filled with curiosity about this new body.
Because her upper body was covered in the blood left by the police officer, the black-haired girl took off her jacket, even removing her pink bra to deliberately expose her prominent nipples, a faint, eerie smile playing on her lips, and silently left the blood-stained crime scene.
At the police station, "Here, drink this water, relax." Sergeant William comforted Jennifer while making several phone calls.
"William...you...you said...Grant is really dead? Dead! Waaah..." Jennifer couldn't believe such a sudden and drastic change.
"Don't be afraid...don't think so much. Here...take this pill and get a good night's sleep. You're too tired. We'll talk about everything tomorrow." William's eyes held a strange look, but Jennifer, who was now almost hysterical, didn't notice. Trembling, she poured the pill into her mouth and drank the water in her cup in one gulp.
"Starting tomorrow, you can stay with me for now. I don't think you'll be able to go back there anytime soon. Relax. The incident has been reported to the highest level. Soon...a large group of 'experts' will arrive in this town and completely eliminate that terrible nameless monster. Just relax and wait..."
"I...I..." Jennifer didn't know whether to thank William or refuse him. She only felt a tightness in her chest, and her vision began to blur.
For some reason, William, watching Jennifer's increasingly dazed expression, couldn't help but force a smug smile.
Inside the cramped apartment, the intermittent cries of a baby, occasionally interspersed with strange moans, could be heard from behind the locked door.
Meanwhile, a large crowd had already gathered outside, waiting for the belated police officers to break down the door.
"What's going on? What's happening inside?" Two arriving officers pushed through the crowd and asked the hotel owner, Van, who stood at the door.
"I don't know either, officer. A tenant said they've been hearing a baby crying and a woman screaming next door for the past two days. I realized something was wrong, so when I knocked on Miss Daisy's door, I found it locked and blocked from the inside. I tried to contact the person inside, but look... look... there's so much blood on the floor..."
The old drunkard, Van, stammered, pointing visibly frightened at the blood-stained plush carpet outside the door. Sure enough, large amounts of dark blood were still seeping out from inside the room.
"Quick... get out of the way! Everyone get out of there! Something might have happened inside, Jimmy, quick... break down the door." When the door was broken open again by several burly men, what they saw was an unbelievable and horrific scene.
"Waaaaah...waaaah..." An infant lay crying on the blood-soaked floor. Lying across the large bed was a naked woman, her belly swollen like a giant ball. Two terrifying, snake-like appendages protruded from her chest. Her lithe body was wrapped around a withered, skeletal figure, forcefully thrusting into the pregnant woman's genitals.
"This...this is..." Everyone was stunned by the sight. As the mother's tentacles released the weakened figure, the homeowner, Van, realized with horror that the skeletal skull's face resembled that of Mr. Smith, the tenant downstairs!
"It's a monster...a monster! This is a monster!" Four or five corpses of indeterminate human shape were still lying on the ground, as if they had been drained of their life force. The woman with a belly bigger than a human body and her face exposed was indeed Miss Daisy, who had rented this room.
"You...you're still...still human? Miss Daisy...?" Van der Leyen trembled as he lay sprawled on the ground, staring at the blonde beauty whose face was now contorted with lewdness, now appearing as terrifying as a monster.
"Quick...everyone else, get out of here! Daisy...is your name Daisy?" Two officers, gripping their pistols, aimed fearfully at the strange pregnant woman before them. One officer, unable to bear the strain, collapsed to the ground, vomiting, while a more senior officer trembled as he tried to communicate with the horrifying creature.
"I...I...what's wrong with me?" Shaking her enormous belly, Daisy's face seemed to be in great pain, yet filled with a lewd expression. Her bizarre body, accompanied by two detached tentacles, looked utterly abnormal.
"You... how did you become like this? These... these are human corpses?"
"I... I don't know anything... I'm so hungry... my body wants to have sex! I want it so badly... you could never know... how painful it is for my body to be so thirsty!"
"You..."
"Do you want to have sex with me... ha... it's so itchy... I want it so bad... hee hee... ha..." Daisy's expression was no longer that of a normal person. She was moaning and laughing foolishly, but the two snake tentacles on her chest suddenly wrapped around the legs of the police officer Jimmy, who was sitting on the ground.
"Ah! Help...help me! Shoot her! Shoot her now!"
"Bang! Bang!" Unexpectedly, just as the two police officers fired at Daisy's stomach, countless red sperm worms immediately splattered out of the woman's bursting belly. The terrifying worms, the size of a palm, surged out of the mother's abdomen like a tidal wave!
"Ahhh! What is this thing! Ah!" Various miserable and sharp screams quickly rang out around the inn. In no time, this remote inn far from the town was completely overwhelmed by wave after wave of wriggling red worms.

The Ripper Chapter 4
The brilliant morning sunlight shone on a small suburban inn. Everything around seemed peaceful enough to detect nothing amiss, but the bodies lying on the ground appeared like corpses, motionless, having lay there for a day and a night.
"Clang...thump." A luxurious SUV pulled up not far from the inn, and a stylish young woman wearing trendy sunglasses got out, her beautiful, long black leather boots clicking as she walked towards the room Daisy had once stayed in.
"Hehe...it seems it's finished. What a wonderful moment." The fashionable woman smiled as she looked at the bodies lying around, seemingly unperturbed. As she pressed her fingers to her head, the figures on the ground began to stand up one by one, bizarrely like puppets.
"Wake up, children... come to Daddy... hehe..." The woman's voice was low and eerie, but the newly awakened puppet corpses slowly approached her, uttering terrifying, repetitive low growls.
"Come to Daddy... come to Daddy..." And so, about a dozen men and women swayed and gathered before the woman, their eyes all identical, their voices echoing the same words.
"Hey, what a strange feeling. These children are like my body, different bodies, but each possessing the same will..." An unbelievable thing happened: as the woman spoke in her mind, everyone around her uttered the exact same words.
"But everyone's face looks as weird as a zombie's. Hmm... it seems the children need some time to fully integrate into my mind..." The young woman, with bright pink lipstick on her lips, bit the end of her sunglasses, seemingly deep in thought. But the group in front of her seemed to be under control, dispersing and leaving on their own.
"Brain cell regeneration is also urgent... otherwise dealing with the 'biological chain' problem will become much more difficult."
The woman entered Daisy's room, where the blonde beauty, whose life hung in the balance, had her lower body completely torn open and ulcerated. However, the two snake-like tentacles at the ends of her missing lower body were still trembling vigorously. Daisy's face was covered in blood streaks, and blood was still flowing from her mouth. Apart from the unconscious baby, there were no other corpses or body parts left inside or outside the house.
Sometime later, the withered corpses scattered on the floor had been completely devoured by some monster. No one knew whether it was the motionless Daisy who had eaten them, or the group of 'Grant' descendants who had just left.
"Waaah...waaah!" The baby on the ground seemed to have been choked by the splattered blood and started crying again for some reason.
"Hehe...little baby..." The woman held the baby in her arms and smiled softly. Strangely enough, the baby started to laugh when being held and teased.
It was a horrifying and completely bizarre scene. No one knew why these flesh-eating monsters didn't eat the baby. They only saw that the woman seemed displeased that the baby had blood on her and put him on the ground again.
The woman took out a handkerchief and wiped her blood-stained clothes. Her behavior, which seemed both human and inhuman, was absurd. She ignored the crying baby and closed her eyes, pressing her hand to her head.
"Poor Daisy, she's no longer of any use. The rest will be food for our children." The terrifying insects swarmed towards Daisy's body again, crackling and popping. Just like the mutated insects from Grant's previous ordeal, slimy ooze from Daisy's ulcerated cells.
Several days later, "Let me go!" Jennifer, filled with anger, tried to leave, but William held her firmly from behind.
"Hehe, sweetheart... don't try to leave so easily. Aren't you afraid the monsters will come after you again?" William, naked, forcefully pulled Jennifer back and kissed her passionately.
"Let...let me go! You despicable scoundrel, you're worse than an animal!" Jennifer's face was filled with shock and shame. For the past few days, she had been in a daze, as if her body had been played with by a man. Unfortunately, her consciousness remained hazy, as if she had taken some kind of sleeping potion. When she finally came to, she found herself lying naked with William on the messy bed.
"Hey, don't say that. Because of your monster husband, three police officers have gone missing without a trace. To be honest...it's safest for you to have me, the sheriff, protecting you. It's all for your own good."
"Shut up!" With a sharp slap, Jennifer could no longer bear it and pressed her burning handprint onto William's face.
"Damn it!" William, his eyes red, licked the bruises from his lips and mercilessly punched Jennifer, knocking the frail young woman unconscious!
"You bitch, I've already played you to pieces... If 'Brother' hadn't been planning to use you as bait to hunt monsters, I would have already..." William pulled out a pistol from a drawer and prepared a rope, seemingly intending to detain Jennifer.
"William, don't always lose your temper like that..." Suddenly, a man who looked like an officer appeared in front of William.
"Hey, brother, you said everyone would be here, why are you so slow?" The tall, middle-aged man in front of him seemed to be an acquaintance of William's, but his appearance and attire were nothing like those of a typical police officer in this small town.
Judging from his demeanor, age, and William's respectful tone, the man, who appeared to be in his early teens, seemed to be a high-ranking police superintendent or official.
"Give her to me. You can't be too rough with a beautiful woman… After all, she can only rely on us now. If we coax her a bit, she'll surely obey."
"Hey, since you've already had your fun, do whatever you want with her. But don't say I didn't warn you, she's incredibly stubborn."
"Don't worry, she's still quite useful. The CIA, NSA, and military are all in contact. This incident is inextricably linked to the mass disappearances decades ago. They'll immediately order a martial law and a complete lockdown of the area. It's a chance to make a fortune, and I bet you don't want to miss it..."
"Hehe...why would I need to call you over? I just don't understand what that monster is...do you know anything about this case?" "
Although I've reviewed all the classified documents I can find in the agency, my knowledge is still very limited. I only know that a similar strange thing happened in another town decades ago, and I suspect it's related to some kind of alien creature..."
"What the hell, there really are aliens?"
"Believe it or not, those things are said to be beyond the control of even the military and the National Security Agency. According to our CIA's approach... we just wipe them out completely!"
"However... the massacre of the entire village was a masterpiece that caused the entire town to vanish completely. The agency has listed it as a top priority case, and we absolutely cannot let any information leak out. In other words, if any major criminal case had been committed here before it happened, it would have disappeared along with the city." "
Haha, as expected, the more people know, the more evil they become... Bang!" William pulled the trigger, aimed the pistol at Jennifer's genitals, and made a playful slapping sound.
"I'm not interested in whether they're aliens or not. What I'm interested in... heh, is which places in this city are 'worth' a good heist for us..." The CIA agent smiled sinisterly.
"Heh heh, don't worry about that, brother. In the two days before martial law is enforced, you'll be carrying enough US dollars to the point where you can't carry any more, hahaha..." "
Slide, slide, slide." The sound of wheels gliding over the lawn of a small suburban hotel. Not far away, a black police car with a similar appearance was parked.
"Bang." The two officers who got out of the car looked around, unable to hide their curiosity, and observed for a long time before entering the hotel.
"Welcome, officers." The hotel owner, Mr. Van, seemed to have changed a bit, which surprised the officers who entered.
"Old Fan? You've quit drinking? My goodness... you look completely different..." a senior officer exclaimed in an exaggerated tone, because in his memory, Fan was an old man with a full beard who was always smoking and drinking, but now he was wearing a neat suit and had shaved off his long beard that he had grown for many years.
"Welcome... Officer." Fan repeated somewhat awkwardly, his appearance and speech not only seemed like a different person, but even his tone of voice was completely different from his previous vulgarity.
"Well... as mentioned on the phone, we're here to investigate the whereabouts of those two missing colleagues. The people in this hotel may be highly suspicious, otherwise it's impossible for them to disappear into thin air while their car was still parked outside." The younger officer stated their purpose.
"I don't know about that. Maybe you can look around and find some answers." Vann said expressionlessly, then left the two officers behind and went inside.
"Wait...wait."

Chapter 5 of The Ripper
: "There's something strange about Vann. Something weird must have happened...maybe it's related to that day..." Not long ago, something strange happened at the Grant family's house, and the young officer became more and more frightened as he spoke, but was immediately stopped by his partner.
"Don't talk nonsense! Charlie, search carefully, just be careful." Both officers drew their pistols, intending to open each door one by one.
"Cheers." The two officers first went up to the second-floor rooms and knocked on the doors. There were only six rooms in total, so checking them one by one was not difficult.
"Come in." A woman's voice responded from inside; sure enough, the doorman's door was unlocked.
But as the door opened, the two officers were startled.
"Ah...you...you..." The woman inside was a redhead in her early thirties. Her beautiful, bronze skin suggested she was a stunning woman of Central or South American descent. Her mature, shapely figure wasn't surprising, but what was surprising was that she and another, even smaller girl, walked naked before the two astonished officers.
"Ladies...please put on some clothes." Charlie swallowed hard.
"Oh, you mean this?" The younger girl casually picked up a pair of panties from the bedside table, but aside from remnants of semen, they appeared to be suggestive, ultra-thin, and erotic clothing.
"Clothes are meant to seduce the opposite sex, could it be... you're interested in my body?" The beautiful woman uttered absurd words, suddenly striking a seductive pose and smiling flirtatiously at the two men, seemingly having no intention of putting on clothes.
"You... my God, are you two insane..." Not only was the woman in front of them crazy, but even the young girl beside them, whose development was not yet complete, revealed the same look in her eyes.
"Or do you two also want to try my daughter? Although she was just used..."
The terrifying beauty seemed to have no sense of shame whatsoever, actually inserting her fingers into the other woman's private parts, and sure enough, strands of white fluid were being picked out by her bright red fingernails.
"Stop...stop! What...what's going on with you?" The two officers, their faces flushed, seemed to be reaching their breaking point. If it weren't for the strange atmosphere and such blatant sexual provocation, they would have already pounced on her.
"Hehe...which one of you wants to go first? By the way, my name is Fei Ruojia, and this is my daughter, Shirley." The red-haired woman licked the semen off her fingers and continued her blatant sexual advances.
"Ms. Fei Ruojia, please put on your clothes immediately, or you will be arrested for obstructing and contempt of police officers..." The older officer himself found it all absurd; he had never encountered anything like this in his entire life.
"Charlie...you." Another young police officer, Charlie, couldn't resist the little girl Shirley's caresses and impulsively pounced on her. The older officer was also tackled to the ground by Ferragamo, who sat on top of him, pulled down his pants, and began licking his erect penis.
"This...this is too absurd...ah..." The mature, voluptuous woman seemed quite skilled; the half-hearted man couldn't withstand the stimulation and stopped resisting, embracing the woman's wet genitals and licking them vigorously.
"Ah...ha...so...so good! This girl...the girl is so tight!" Charlie had thought his not-so-short penis wouldn't easily penetrate this young girl's vagina, but unexpectedly, with a single sound, it reached deep inside. It seemed to be because of the remaining semen, but the girl didn't show much pain, only moaning softly as she squeezed his penis tightly.
"Hehe...hehe...does it feel good?" Shirley was covered in sweat, her tight vagina gripping Charlie as he ejaculated heavily, yet she still held on tightly, kissing him without a trace of shyness.
"Ha...my God! If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up..." Charlie comfortably enjoyed the girl's kisses all over him, his trembling penis quickly becoming erect again, seemingly ready to go at it again.
"Hurry up...don't be lazy, this time go in deeper...ha..." Shirley's lewd yet childlike voice could drive any man mad.
This sexy mother and daughter seemed more wanton than the lowest prostitutes, lost in a fantastical lovemaking, the men gradually losing their senses.
"Awake?" Charlie groggily woke up. The light that came into view made him realize that he was tied to a pillar in a dark, secret room. Although there was no noise around him, he could sense from the flickering light and shadows that there were quite a few people in this spacious underground storage room.
"This is..." The clutter around him had been cleared away. When Charlie's eyes could clearly see his surroundings again, a feeling of having fallen into another world made him dizzy.
Strange bloodstains were everywhere, resembling a slaughterhouse, yet the women walking around were all dressed in the most revealing lingerie, as if they were having a grand sex party. Everyone present was unabashedly naked, regardless of age or gender, engaging in lewd games.
"Ah...ah!" The audacity of these men and women making love was beyond Charlie's imagination. Not only were there three or four men raping one woman at the same time, but their various outrageous acts were also unprecedented.
"So hungry...my stomach is so hungry!" Watching the various lewd sexual acts unfolding before him, Charlie suddenly felt incredibly hungry for some reason, as if he hadn't eaten for days and craved food.
"Hey, are you awake?" The little girl Shirley suddenly appeared in front of Charlie, but when she said the same word a second time, everyone present made the same sound and tone at the same time.
"Ah! What... what's going on? Shirley... let me go... I'm so hungry!" Charlie struggled desperately; he was really starving, and the urge to swallow something made him scream in pain.
"Don't worry, hehe... this is just the beginning of your punishment. I will never let anyone who dares to hurt me get away with it." As Shirley spoke, everyone unexpectedly turned their heads to Charlie at the same time, but they did not stop their sexual intercourse.
"Ah...you...you are..."
"Have you forgotten that night six days ago?"
"Gran...Gran! It's Gran!" Charlie, utterly terrified, had this name as his first thought.
"No, I'm Sherry, but..." Sherry's voice was so childlike, her breath lacking any of the puppet-like stiffness she had displayed earlier.
"When Gran's sperm combines with our brains, everyone becomes a small part of him, hee hee hee..." At this moment, the little girl's laughter suddenly turned low, and to Charlie's ears, it sounded incredibly eerie and terrifying!
"You... Ahh!!"
"Don't yell like that. I'm working on a new food chain for Earth and creating a new paradise on earth."
"What did you say... You monster! Let me go!"
"Everyone here is part of Grant... This is our important breeding ground, and also the experimental place for creating the most sophisticated food chain on Earth..." Sherry's voice was clearly more childish than the others, but at this moment, everyone's tone was exactly the same, which was really driving people to the brink of madness.
"Grant... Grant!" For some reason, Charlie was particularly afraid of this name now.
"Are you hungry? Don't worry, I won't eat you for now, I'm just using you as a new experimental subject..."
"Wh... What?" Charlie was so scared that he could hardly speak.
"Anyway, you'll soon understand your fate. Look around, these people are your future. Once you've eaten raw meat, you'll become just like them."
"Jimmy...?"

The Ripper Chapter Six
"Huff... Huff... Hiss..." Seeing his former companion, whose police uniform was now being melted by the constantly overflowing, horrible slime, the man called Jimmy had transformed into a large, crimson, mutated worm-like body. Inside his translucent, disgusting body, there seemed to be some undigested cat and dog remains.
"Jimmy!" Charlie's eyes closed in disbelief again. The stench emanating from the room made him vomit uncontrollably.
"Char... Charlie... hiss..." Jimmy, now reduced to a humanoid head, hissed weakly. His face, which had gradually become transparent, was now a terrifying mollusc, its skull vaguely visible.
"Heh... this is your fate from now on, to become the ultimate creature filled with the instincts of appetite and lust, capable of digesting any kind of creature. You are the lowest of the low in this perfect food chain."
"Bell... Bell!" As Shirley spoke, Charlie noticed a man in another corner gnawing on a pile of rotting flesh. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was the senior police officer who had come with him to search.
Although his condition seemed slightly better than Jimmy's, it wasn't much better. His vacant eyes were filled only with an insatiable appetite as he stuffed the bloody, mangled animal carcasses into his mouth. Thick, red, worm-like slime began to ooze from his exposed belly.
"You...you monsters! Damn monsters!" Charlie screamed hysterically, unable to bear it any longer, but the petite Shirley paid no heed, continuing to explain to the collapsing man.
"Soon, your companion, whom you call Jimmy, will become a very important food source. We'll release him to forage freely, but these inferior creatures will never escape Grand's control, no matter where they go..."
"Oh my god, I don't want to hear anymore! So hungry...so hungry! I'm going crazy!" "
In other words, my sperm will try to find the most suitable candidates to become my subjects, just like Sherry, whom you see now. She will become the most beautiful predator, and any human who has had relations with her will become the lowest-level carnivorous single-celled organism, perfect as food for the higher levels."
"So, a life structure like Sherry's, where all she needs to do is keep having sex, with discarded humans as food and nutrients, seems like a perfect ideal...don't you think?"
"No... Oh my god... Help... Someone, please save me!" Charlie could no longer hold on and collapsed to his knees, unable to hear a word, only screaming desperately.
"Ha... Ha... Drink... Ahh..." Shirley lay on the comfortable bed, moaning incessantly. The man on top of her was the hotel owner, Van En, who, having been assimilated, held her slender waist and thrust into her with all his might.
"Hehe..." Since yesterday morning, this large group of people had been engaged in an endless sex party in the closed basement of the hotel, with no individual differences, only differences in physical strength.
"Ah!" Fan En, having ejaculated again, was now skin and bones. His body, blackened with semen, collapsed into Xue Li's arms, yet he still groaned, seemingly unsatisfied, panting heavily.
"Heh...heh...sexual intercourse really does stimulate brain activity...maybe...it's already reached the point of 'personality' simulation..." Unexpectedly, these sperm parasites in the human brain would also fight each other, and the current transmitted to the sperm seemed to stimulate the parasitic brains, because Shirley's expression was becoming increasingly different.
"Mom...Mom? Ah!" Suddenly, Shirley started crying, her body seemingly weak as she helped herself out of bed, and an unexpected shy expression appeared on her face.
"Where am I? Waaah... Mommy..." Crawling on the ground, Shirley seemed to revert to her original human form, covering her body and experiencing intense shame.
Just then, Fei Ruojia pulled herself off a man, walked naked to her daughter, and looked at her coldly.
"Mommy... Waaah... You... How could you be like this... without clothes on..." Shirley's face flushed red, seemingly unaware that her brain had been parasitized by a foreign object, and she was no longer human.
"Hehe, this is so fun... Is this the 'original personality simulation' developed from the human brain?" Fei Ruojia asked herself, answering her own question.
"This is so interesting, hahaha, maybe it won't be long before my sperm can replicate more and more 'new breeds' like Shirley now, indistinguishable from others, hehe..." With a lewd grin, Ferroja spread her labia majora, and copious amounts of white semen sprayed onto Shirley, causing her to tremble and scream desperately.
At Marcel Ranch, "Ugh..." Inside the luxurious mansion, the man and woman were bound to the ground by unknown intruders. Marcel Ranch Owner was one of the wealthiest men in the area, but now he and his wife, still dressed in fine clothes, were bound hand and foot.
"Hurry! Wrap the gold bars properly... be careful!" A masked man in command urged, the men and women on the ground completely subdued and unable to move.
"Heh heh, I knew this old bastard had hidden a pile of gold back when the mine was still there. I never imagined he was even richer than I thought, humph!" The commanding man slammed the butt of his rifle into the head of the manor owner, Marcel, causing blood to gush from the severe blow.
"William...you...you heartless bastard, a sheriff doing this...you think you can hide your face like that?" The manor owner, blood streaming down his forehead, cried out in hatred.
"Damn it, he still got recognized...bang!" The masked thug pulled off his hood, revealing his true face, a wicked smile on his lips, and then fired a shot at Marcel, smashing his skull open!
"Ugh! Ah!" Everyone on the ground was struggling violently, and even the other thugs started to panic.
"William...you...kill...kill him..."
"What are you afraid of? Now that we've been recognized, are we going to let him ruin our plans?" William revealed a sinister expression, stroking his stubble, as if he hadn't been home for a long time because he was planning several robberies.
"You...you heartless bastard! Waaah..." The lady of the manor couldn't help but cry out in sorrow, but because her body was restrained, she could only struggle and glare at him.
"What...hehe, you're just Marcel's concubine, what fun is there in taking care of this old man? Hehe...anyway, no one is going to come to your rescue today...why don't we have some fun..."
"You!" Mrs. Marcel's face turned ashen with anger. Although she was nearly forty, she was used to a life of luxury, and her skin and appearance were still very well maintained.
"Drag her over here! Hehe...I'll give you a chance. If you're willing to suck me properly, I'll let your daughter go..." William unzipped his pants and pressed the gun against the head of a teenager.
"No! Don't do this! Waaah... I beg you..."
"Then hurry up, hehehe... Anyway, we can't leave until all the beautiful women in this village have been played with. We've already had our fill of the cold and slutty Jennifer. Next, we'll use you, this rich but promiscuous mature woman, to appease, appease our hot big thing..." William leered shamelessly, but soon his companions around him cheered and clamored.
"Mommy... Waaah... Mommy..." The little girl watched her mother performing oral sex on the thug, and innocent tears kept falling.
"Wait... what... what is this? Ah!" Suddenly, a masked thug who was watching the oral sex torture scene shouted. From nowhere, countless red worms poured into the gaps between the door and windows, coiling around everyone's bodies and relentlessly burrowing into any openings in their bodies!
"Bang! Bang! What the hell are these monsters?!" The terrified thugs panicked, grabbing their weapons and firing wildly.
"Bang! Bang! Clang! Boom!" The massive red worm army completely ignored the human attacks, relentlessly engulfing everyone present, whether bound or armed thugs. After more than ten minutes, an eerie, utterly silent stillness descended.
William groggily awoke to find a trace of blood on his lips. Everyone around him had vanished, leaving him only with a cold corpse on the ground, its head split open.
"Ugh... what the hell is that... ugh... blood... I'm bleeding..."
"Ugh... damn it... what is this? What are those damned worms?" William slowly stood up, suddenly noticing something wriggling on the head of the dead Marcel Estate owner.
"Hiss... hiss... heh... heh heh... heh..." The terrifying corpse emitted strange sounds, billowing thick smoke from its head. The trembling body suddenly rose, the lifeless shell slowly moving toward William.
"Ahhh! Ah! Get...get away!" The terrifying arrival terrified William. He collapsed to the ground, urinating uncontrollably. Without any weapons, he became more cowardly than anyone else.
"Hehe...heh...long...long...time...hee...hee..." Soon, a human face began to grow on the manor lord's mangled head, its outline gradually becoming clearer until it finally transformed into a gradually familiar face!
"Ah! Ge...ge..."
"You...remember...me...ha...haha..." Grant tore off his clothes, revealing small, restless bumps on his skin. After a short while, Marcel's aged body transformed into a tall, handsome, and muscular man.
"You...you monster...ah! Don't come any closer!" William frantically ran upstairs, but when he opened the door, he saw his companions acting like madmen, forcefully embracing the women and having sex recklessly!
"You...you guys?"
The room was filled with men and women having sex frantically, and even more bizarrely, several men with faces as purple and blue as zombies were biting each other's flesh, their dazed eyes devouring each other as if they had lost all sense of reason.
"So hungry...hungry...gnawing...ugh..." These terrifying 'bodies' that were gradually waiting to turn into single-celled organisms seemed to have a hunger response to animals that were not possessed by sperm, and their devouring behavior, which spared no one from each other, seemed to have no effect on the men and women having sex.
"Hehehe... I have to thank you for your greedy and evil plan. It gave me ample time to stop those troubles from getting near here. I will protect this town well, and no one will doubt any absurd claims or talk about aliens or other stupid things anymore..."
"You...you...it's impossible...impossible! Ah!" Just as William refused to believe that Grant had seen through his entire plan, a familiar figure appeared behind Grant.
"It's...it's you!" He never expected that the CIA agent who had planned the crime with him would now be standing shoulder to shoulder with Grant.

(Tearing Man Chapter Seven)
"William... I warned you long ago not to be so cruel to women, and now... you've brought this all upon yourself." The agent lit a cigar and exhaled a thick puff of smoke expressionlessly.
"You... you bastard!" William was so surprised and angry that he was almost speechless.
"Thanks for your help, which has given me a better understanding of the whole story." Grant took the cigar from the agent and then bent down to exhale smoke into William's face.
"Didn't you say you were going to use Jennifer as bait...and the military...the military..."
"Heh, Jennifer? No, no, no...she is indeed a very important transaction partner, but not to the CIA, but to be exchanged with Mr. Grant..."
"What did you say?"
"You seem to still not understand my true identity. Although I am the head of the CIA's intelligence department, I also hold a key research position at the National Academy of Sciences. The changes in Mr. Grant's body have long held an attraction for me that no amount of money can replace. From the moment I stepped into this town, I've been trying to contact Mr. Grant..."
"You insidious bastard...the military...the NSA? Did you make all that up?"
"Hehe...you still don't understand? I approached you because of Mr. Grant's request. Now this town will soon be ruled by Grant. As his 'important partner,' I not only wish him well, but I also feel deeply honored."
"Mr. Moore, if it weren't for your help, I wouldn't have been able to understand so quickly how great my abilities are! Hehe..." Grant revealed a sinister and evil smile at this moment.
"You...you are all devils! Monsters! Monsters!"
"Heh heh, in the future, the new food chain for humanity will only allow those I choose to live in beautiful forms. These filthy, defiled inferior humans will be used as food, killing each other without question."
"Yes, Mr. Grant, let's create a more beautiful future for humanity together." Mr. Moore smiled, for two beautiful women now stood beside him. Marcel and her daughter, naked, displayed expressions of pleasure as Moore caressed them.
"Ah! Ah! Spare...spare me! Grant! Grant! I beg you...spare me!" William, his legs trembling and limbs weak, could only shamelessly plead for mercy.
"What are you afraid of? Heh... I won't let a useless piece of trash like you become one of my subjects. Get out, hehe... Take your dog's life and try to escape, but... you absolutely cannot escape this village. You will become a plaything for the people to hunt. If you can hold on, hahaha..."
"Huff... huff... ahh! ah!" William screamed wildly, frantically fleeing from the luxurious prison surrounded by red worms. On
the magnificent white bed lay a beautiful woman wearing sexy lingerie. Jennifer's face was meticulously made up, and she slept peacefully in her luxurious residence, which she hadn't returned to for many days.
"It's about time to wake up." A young woman preparing breakfast downstairs smiled happily, chewing gum as she took off the same glamorous bodysuit as Jennifer and walked to a large mirror to examine herself.
Then, an incredible transformation occurred on the woman's body. The muscles on her body gradually lengthened and transformed into the figure of a tall man, and her fair, rosy complexion began to resemble Grant's face.
"Ugh... um... ah!" Jennifer groaned as she woke up. The moment she clearly saw her husband, she immediately cowered in fear at the corner of the bed.
"What's wrong? Sweetheart... you look like you had a terrible nightmare..." Grant's voice was surprisingly that of a very young and sweet girl.
"You...your voice..." Jennifer screamed in utter chaos as she watched the strange Grant seemingly pretending to be nonchalant.
"Cough...cough, are you alright...sweetheart?" Grant deliberately changed his tone, coughing a few times before gradually returning to his original rough, slightly hoarse voice.
"Don't...don't come any closer!" Jennifer shook off Grant's embrace, jumped off the bed, and rushed downstairs. When she burst out the door, she stood frozen for a while, utterly bewildered. Trembling, she crept into the basement, which had been littered with corpses, only to find the stench had vanished, replaced by piles of various odds and ends without a trace of blood.
"What...what happened?" Jennifer clutched her head, feeling dizzy and disoriented, as if she had just had a nightmare.
"Are you alright, honey? Does your head still hurt? It's been like this for days..." Grant seemed remarkably calm, offering no unnecessary concern. Carrying a large LV handbag, she walked over to the completely dazed Jennifer, gently kissed her cheek, gave her a glass of water and some pills, and then turned to leave as if in a hurry.
"Grant..." Jennifer felt a wave of confusion wash over her, stroking her wet cheeks, a nameless fear creeping over her miserable past few days.
"Hurry up and change your clothes. We'll meet at the administration building for lunch. I have a meeting this morning, so remember to finish your breakfast before you leave. I prepared it especially for you." Grant appeared as gentle as ever, without a trace of pretense or abnormality. This made Jennifer feel bewildered by her memories.
"What...what's going on?" Watching her husband leave, Jennifer swallowed the aspirin in her hand, but her hazy memories felt increasingly terrifyingly real.
However, not long after leaving home, Glent, driving her SUV, parked on the side of the road, took out a pair of stylish women's sunglasses and two pieces of chewing gum from the front drawer, and put them in her mouth. Glent, who never ate candy or sweets, began to contort and change her face strangely.
"Ah... hiss... ugh..." Soon, Glent's appearance returned to her previous girlish form. She took off her oversized men's shirt, and the fair-skinned, delicate sixteen-year-old girl took out a sexy, well-fitting mini vest and miniskirt from the women's LV bag in the back seat.
"My stomach has become so hungry... it seems that overusing 'humanoid simulation' is really taking a toll on the body..." the girl muttered to herself.
"This woman's body burns calories so easily... It's a pity her brain has been inside this skull for too long; it seems even her organs have completely fused together, and she can't leave this somewhat flawed body even if she wanted to..." The girl, whose body was occupied by Grant's brain, reached her hand into her panties under her skirt, caressing her labia, and looked at her sweet face in the rearview mirror with a strange expression.
"If the ducts don't grow out quickly, I can't continue to 'reproduce'... Oh well, it's not bad to use this beautiful body, but what should I name it?" The girl masturbated by inserting her middle finger into her private parts more forcefully, while still looking in the mirror, seemingly trying to give the body she had occupied a new name.
"Kerr? Ah... hiss... Michelle? No... ah... Jenny?... Or Monica... ah... let's call her Monica... ahh..." The girl's vigorous masturbation quickly caused waves of vaginal fluid to overflow. Having chosen her new name, the woman decided to forget her past male identity and live under the name Monica.
Because her body had been severely damaged, resulting in the complete loss of her ability to reproduce, Grant had decided that until this young and beautiful body was abandoned again, he would continue to use the name Monica and carry out his long-awaited evil plan.
"Tap tap." Right by the window, a patrolling police officer knocked on the window of the SUV. It seemed to have been parked on the roadside for too long, so he came over to check it. Monica, who was masturbating, did not notice the approaching officer.
"Open the window, do you have a driver's license... what are you doing?" The patrolling officer was shocked. On the seat with the window rolled down, a young girl had pulled her underwear up to her calves and was masturbating comfortably.
"Ah...are you looking at me?"
"You..."
"Want it? Hehe...it's so hot in there...so wet..." The sexy girl, displaying an incredibly alluring and provocative posture, stretched her slender legs out of the window and lightly brushed against the policeman's face. A few traces of her own fluids clung to her panties, undoubtedly arousing the man's interest.
Such a beautiful and young body, naked and exposed before the man's eyes, caused his erect penis to become uncontrollably erect, seeking an outlet for its exciting stimulation.
"Hehe..." Unable to bear it any longer, the policeman glanced around, then flung open the car door and rushed inside. Such a good thing didn't happen every day; his reason was already clouded by intense lust, fueled by a sense of luck.
"Ah... rougher... rougher, there... ha... haha..." The beautiful girl seemed to have become as thirsty as a wolf, without the slightest restraint or hypocrisy, making the policeman lie back in the seat and take the initiative to straddle him, forcefully sucking his hot penis with her wet lips.
"Ha... you're so proactive... ah... so hot... ha... ha..." After a period of arousal, the two began to make love passionately in the car. Strange things kept happening to the policeman. Perhaps because it was too stimulating, he couldn't hold on for long before he released a thick amount of semen.
"Ugh..." Monica, whose lower body was still swaying on its own, looked hesitant, seemingly dissatisfied that the man had ejaculated so quickly.
"Ha... take a break..." The panting police officer felt ashamed and embarrassed looking at her, but the girl's lower body continued to tremble, seemingly having no intention of letting him pull out his penis.
"You... you're so wonderful... sweetheart, take a break... I can still..."
"You're so useless, but I'm really hungry... so don't be so picky..." Monica licked her tongue strangely, then deliberately turned the music in the car up loud.
"What... Ah! Ah!" Suddenly, Monica bit down hard on the officer's carotid artery. The burly man, who didn't even have time to scream, was bitten through by a frail teenage girl!
"Heh..." With bits of raw, bloody flesh still in her mouth, the girl delivered a fatal blow to the helpless officer, then proceeded to eat and devour the man alive, dismembering him piece by piece!

Chapter Eight: The Tearer
's Fingernails The girl's nails grew long and sharp, like cat claws, as if her mutated cells possessed a special ability to absorb and mimic other 'simulated biological states'.
"Ha...ha...it's been so long...so long since I've eaten raw meat...raw...it's the best...ha..." The carnivorous demon, her eyes glowing with an eerie crimson, devoured the remaining meat. As her rosy complexion returned from her gluttonous state, the poor police officer was left with only a head riddled with holes and a thick penis still lodged inside her vagina.
"Heh...heh...since this is all that's left...consider it a farewell souvenir of being eaten...hehe." Monica grinned sinisterly, shoving the broken penis deep into her vagina. After a groan, a large, identical, crimson penis gradually emerged from Monica's sparse, dark pubic hair.
"Hehe... It's been so long since I've felt like this... It's still... It feels so direct to touch a man's thing..." Stroking her newly grown penis, Monica began to masturbate her other genitals, seemingly enjoying the touch of male genitalia that she had lost for so long.
While reliving the sensation of male genitalia, Monica began to feel a slight difference between the touch and reality.
"It's a pity that the organs have all been eaten, so it seems I can't simulate the vas deferens or ejaculate... But peeing seems to be possible, haha!" While continuing to masturbate her penis, Monica playfully urinated on the windshield without any hindrance.
"Hehe...it'll be quick, it'll grow soon...it'll reproduce...soon it'll be able to...hehe...hehe..."
Two strange blood vessels, each as thick as a little finger, moved along the girl's stomach down to the newly grown penis. The thick, long blood vessels made the penis appear even larger. At the moment it pierced the catheter, the human penis...revealed two terrifying, fat snake heads with gleaming, emerald-green eyes!
In a room on the second floor of Marcel Ranch, a corpse that had been lying there for four or five days began to tremble restlessly under the warm sunlight.
The corpse was that of a middle-aged man who had been lying there motionless, seemingly dead, for days after swallowing Grant's red sperm. After a long time, unexpectedly, his heart began to beat again, and he slowly sat up.
"Ha...hehe...how wonderful...a miracle!" The man who regained consciousness was none other than Moore, a CIA agent. It turned out that days ago, he had voluntarily requested to become "part" of Grant. This mad experimenter, wanting to incorporate everything into his research, had voluntarily asked Grant to make him a member of a new species.
Because he had voluntarily swallowed the red sperm, his brain damage was minimal. During the days he lay on the ground, he had been absorbing a series of new memories, gaining a greater understanding of his own body.
"Hehe... What a terrifying creature... The moment I swallowed the sperm, my brain immediately received fragments of memories from various alien beings that weren't human. Even every single memory of Grant from childhood to adulthood was completely and meticulously received into my brain, it was as if... Grant was living inside my brain."
"The human brain is truly amazing and limitless... It seems that after becoming a new kind of being, even brain cells can be developed."
"Jennifer... Yes... My favorite woman... is Jennifer?" Moore tried to think of more and different ideas, tried to imagine who his most beloved person was, but every time he imagined her, it wasn't his most precious only daughter anymore... It was... it was all Jennifer's beautiful image.
"This is..." Soon, as he tried to recall the name Grant, the image of Monica appeared in his mind. Even the scene of her eating the police officers was vividly clear in his mind.
"Grant is Monica now? This... is amazing... Could this be what they call telepathy?" Moore was excited about his special ability after becoming a new species.
"And... how many people have become my companions... um..." Moore thought again, and one face after another flashed through his mind. There seemed to be more than a hundred people, and most of them were young, beautiful, and had outstanding appearances that were always the kind of people he admired.
No, it should be said that it's the type that Grant likes, but Moore, whose mind is now filled with Grant's memories, can no longer clearly distinguish such differences.
"Dr. Moore..." Suddenly, Moore received such a message.
"As a token of my gratitude for returning Jennifer, I will keep my promise and make you an equal partner... I won't interfere too much with you, and I'll even allow you to give absolute orders to your companions. For our brighter future, complete your research experiments as soon as possible." The message, like a telegram, flowed quickly and directly into Moore's mind, requiring no response or understanding; everything felt so fantastical and wonderful.
"Ha... Yes, I understand." Moore laughed inwardly with great delight.
The moment Moore stepped out of the room, he suddenly felt a strange sense of unease. Everything in Marcel's house was as usual; the maids were busy with chores, while Mrs. Marcel leisurely sipped her hot coffee in the living room.
"Good morning, Mr. Moore," a servant greeted politely.
"So...that's how it is." Moore seemed to realize something, and walked over to Mrs. Marcel, communicating with her telepathically.
"Mr. Moore..." Mrs. Marcel's expression showed a slight shyness, as if the instructions transmitted into her mind were extremely lewd and shameful.
"Yes...I must...obey Mr. Moore...from now on I will call you master..." Mrs. Marcel slowly took off her clothes, and from her expression, one could clearly see the shock and shame in the heart of a mature woman, but she could not deny the instructions in her mind. Mrs. Marcel had already stripped down to a state of complete nakedness, without even her underwear left.
"It seems that companions can't change each other's memories and consciousness, but they can give commands without any hindrance. It's really interesting."
"Mommy..." A little girl holding a doll nearby was startled and dropped her toy on the ground.
"Marie, don't look... get away quickly..." Mrs. Marcel screamed shyly, afraid that her next action would frighten her daughter.
Unfortunately, unable to resist, Mary walked to the two of them instead, and like her mother, took off her cute clothes, even calling Moore "master" just like her mother.
"Hehe, so good... You're so cute. Mary has skin and a body that are younger and more beautiful than yours. Remember to serve me well and call me master from now on. Although I can use my senses to command you to do anything, hearing such a title still makes me feel happy, hee hee."
"From today onwards, I will become the new master here. Marcel Ranch will be a highly secluded camouflage area. All the funds here will be used to create a new future for our kind... Hahahaha..."
"Yes... Yes... We understand..." The mother and daughter trembled, their hands shaking. The night they had deliberately tried to forget was now being repeated in their lives, with all the lewd and incestuous acts.
Two weeks later, Jennifer gasped, looking around in a thin nightgown, frantically wandering in the middle of the night.
"No...don't come closer...no...wait...no!" She couldn't see anyone around her, yet it seemed as if they were constantly watching her. Even from the dimly lit house, familiar eyes seemed to be watching her.
"No! Go away...don't come near me..." Jennifer wandered hysterically through the village streets, feeling as if countless eyes were fixed on her. This fear was driving her to the brink of collapse.
From some point on, whether in class or walking down the street, Jennifer always felt someone watching her, and those gazes were filled with an eerie meaning, a chilling kind of adoration.
A few days ago, Jennifer gradually forgot many unpleasant memories and returned to school with a rare smile. As soon as she parked her car, two male students from her class appeared beside it, clearly having been waiting for a long time.
"Good morning, dear Ms. Jennifer, please allow us to serve you..." the male student greeted her warmly, his voice filled with admiration and sincerity.
"What are you doing? Give...give it to me..." Before Jennifer could finish speaking, the male student had already snatched her handbag, nodded, and walked towards the classroom.
"What...what are you doing?" Jennifer was utterly bewildered.
"It's nothing... I just wanted to do something for my dearest teacher, Jennifer."
"This...this is so rude."
"Wh...what? I'm sorry." The male student standing next to Jennifer nodded frantically, making Jennifer extremely embarrassed.
"No...never mind." Jennifer felt incredibly awkward. It seemed like many people were still watching her, and their strange gazes gave her an indescribable feeling. Wanting to leave as soon as possible, she headed towards the teachers' lounge.

Chapter Nine of The Ripper
: "My God...what...what is this?" Jennifer's desk was covered with various flowers and decorations, and there were also many carefully designed little cards on it, like love letters.
Jennifer immediately fell into a state of indescribable confusion and turned to run towards Grant's lounge.
"Grant! This...did you do this?" Jennifer asked her husband, who was reading the newspaper, with a nervous heart.
"What is it, sweetheart? These are all spontaneous actions by the students themselves, it has nothing to do with me." Although her husband denied everything, he clearly knew what had happened.
"How...how could this be..."
"Don't make such a fuss, my lovely wife...maybe it's because you are so beautiful and outstanding that this happened. Everyone loves you so much, doesn't that make every day more pleasant?" Grant, who was usually suspicious of her, was unusually generous today, not caring at all about his wife possibly having suitors.
"That's enough!" Jennifer felt inexplicably angry and left Grant's room, her mind wandering.
Grant didn't chase after her, continuing to enjoy her fragrant coffee while reading the newspaper.
"Come in." Less than two minutes later, before anyone even entered, Grant seemed to know someone was coming and greeted them.
A beautiful young woman in a miniskirt, radiating a vibrant, sunny aura, entered, carrying a large LV designer suitcase. She walked to Grant's table and sat down.
"Hehe... Your clone is quite well done, but the expressions could be a bit more varied. Is your facial muscles starting to stiffen?" The girl pinched Grant's face a few times. It turned out that her identity was Monica. The skin of this 'Grant clone' had already developed some fine morbid spots, as if it were the body of the deceased Marcel Estate owner.
"Jennifer is starting to feel confused and suspicious. I must... gain her approval as soon as possible..." Monica spat out the chewing gum in her mouth and reached into her underwear to stroke her smooth vulva. The evil penis that had been erect on the sparse vulva had disappeared. It seemed that the effect of the simulation had completely concealed that ugly male thing.
"But she's still a stubborn woman, and we must find a way to make her understand that there are more people who love her than just Glent..." The alien demon, now transformed into Monica, seemed to be planning how to show his love for his beloved woman in a new way.
"Hmm, eat up, my clone, this is your breakfast today." Monica took out a box that looked like an iron cage from her expensive suitcase, which contained only a few huge, bloody chunks of meat.
Seeing the raw, bloody meat paste placed before him, the clone Grand seemed so excited that even his genitals hardened. He was not only filled with appetite but also seemed to have his sexual desire aroused. Without making a sound, the obedient puppet grabbed chunks of meat and began to eat them with relish.
"This school has only completed 12% of the assimilation process. To reach the 30% target, we still need to reproduce more people. Currently, the only ones who can act as suppliers in this natural cycle are those unsuspecting humans. There is still plenty of room for 40% of the inferior humans to be used as 'meat products'." "
The next task is to vigorously promote 'sexual exercise'. As long as humans are immersed in pleasurable sexual intercourse, they can acquire more and more different genes through the absorption of exchanged bodily fluids. In this way, we can create more experimental subjects for analysis under 'simulation'."
"Look at you, your mouth is all over it." Monica, seeing Grant's mouth smeared with blood, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped her genitals clean. A strange smile appeared on her face. Suddenly, she straddled Grant's lower body, pulled down his pants, and inserted his penis into her body.
"Ha...so good...ah ha...ha..." His alluring body swayed involuntarily, his thoughts chaotic yet filled with strange and peculiar moans. After his body transformed into a terrifying creature he didn't even understand, the evil alien monster had long lost its original human nature, constantly indulging in unprecedented extreme pleasure.
A few days later, Grant's SUV drove towards the Marcel Ranch, which was marked as off-limits. Although the herds of cattle and sheep grazing around the ranch were still eating the fresh morning grass as usual, they seemed quite frightened, and the mournful cries of the animals could be heard from time to time.
"Hehe, today seems to be a good day. The ranch seems to be in good condition. I'm going to get out and take a look. Stop in front, you don't need to come with me." Monica, the girl sitting in the back seat, once again took out a small mirror from her different style of LV shoulder bag to tidy her appearance, and gave this order to Grant, the clone who was driving.
This body seemed to increasingly favor designer goods, and her makeup was gradually shifting from overly glamorous and revealing to more understated yet sexy. Although someone took care of everything about her every day, the change in consciousness seemed to reveal a transformation in the parasite's personality through increasingly feminine behavior.
Perhaps it was because the part belonging to Grant was devouring the girl's original brain while also absorbing her personality and behavior that this abnormal result occurred.
After getting off the bus, Monica walked alone in the countryside, watching the girl's back as her full buttocks swayed. The Grant clone, lacking self-awareness, inexplicably hardened its penis and made strange, whistling noises.
"Mr. Grant... no, I apologize for my rudeness, dear Monica." Although the girl hadn't yet entered the luxurious ranch villa, Moore and the others had been waiting at the door for a long time.
"Welcome, esteemed Monica!" Everyone behind Moore called out in unison.
"Mistress? Hmm, a very pleasant name." Monica always seemed to be used to controlling each individual directly with her mind, and when these assimilated individuals addressed her with such a noble title, she indeed felt a sense of smug pleasure.
"Yes, beautiful... beautiful mistress... every citizen here is educated in this way. Although the power of telepathy is enough to directly control their actions and extract fragments of memories from their minds, it cannot change their existing thoughts. Only through education can we achieve the ideal effect we want one by one."
Moore is indeed a genius. After possessing telepathy that allows direct communication with consciousness, even his flattery skills and reactions have become much more sophisticated.
"Hmm, that's right." Monica praised him approvingly.
"You informed me that the experimental results are complete? Then it's time for me to admire them." After clearly receiving the message from Moore in her mind, Monica specially came here from elsewhere to see the special research Moore had described.
"Yes, this way please."
Although she had already learned about the experiment by extracting memory fragments, as the original breeder of all the new species, Monica still wanted to see every mutation and change in the test subject with her own eyes.
"The current biological supply chain in our research can be divided into three tiers. The first is the natural world's plants and animals, the most basic food suppliers. The second is humans and semi-humans, who mainly consume lower-level organisms. The next tier is the predator tier, consisting of the masters and all their subjects."
"Oh."
"First, there's not much to explain about humans. As for semi-humans... they are inferior humans who have had relations with our subjects. These people who weren't chosen to be our subjects, once they've had sexual contact with us, will experience a mutation-like effect in their blood. Their appetite and sexual desire will become the same as ours, and their consciousness can be controlled by all their subjects through telepathy, turning them into obedient slaves." "
In other words, once you've had sexual intercourse with a human, you can freely control their will?"
"That's roughly the idea, but infection only occurs after semen is ejaculated or vaginal fluid flows into the body. Once infected, the mind-controlling power can penetrate deep into their brains, and their self-control over appetite and other urges becomes extremely weak."
"Hmm, so you mean that the so-called half-humans' physiological functions become more and more like beasts?"
"Yes, but another way to put it is that half-humans gradually become as obedient as dogs loyal to us."
"As for the ranks of the subjects, apart from the special status bestowed by their masters, all beings are equal in status, possessing a telepathic connection with each other. Although they have a higher degree of self-control than semi-humans, their cells die at twice the rate of humans because they constantly need to eat large amounts to replenish their energy. Furthermore, their libido is stronger than humans, and their bodies can withstand continuous sexual intercourse for several days, provided they eat to maintain their physical integrity."
"Integrity?"
"Yes, although our mutated genes contain cells capable of high evolution and even simulating other forms, there are also unstable factors such as mutated factors that cause rapid physical decline."
"Is that so?" Monica unconsciously stroked her body, seemingly sensing the peculiar changes within her.
"When the body's energy supply is normal, the physiology and physical strength of the people will far exceed human limits, and their metabolic function will remain undiminished. However, once the digestive system cannot keep up and exceeds the critical line of cell disintegration, the body will begin to rapidly degenerate into an irreversible abnormal state."
"Hmm..." Monica seemed to be using telepathy to explore all the relevant experimental results while continuing to listen to Moore's explanation.
"These results are all caused by the 'pseudo-genes' brought about by special cells in our bodies. Please follow me." Moore explained as he led his master deeper into the underground laboratory.
"Look, these test subjects are the products of cell disintegration." The group arrived at rows of transparent, dungeon-like cubicles. Inside, the monsters were bizarrely shaped; some resembled two-headed, tusked boars, while others had insect wings, buzzing and preying on various reptiles on the walls.
One monster, its body resembling a large, predatory insect, wore a sign around its neck bearing the English name "Charlie." (

Chapter 10 of *The Ripper* )
"These mutated alien humans are mostly transformed from half-humans or people who can no longer be used. However, regardless of the type, if they consume too much energy, their cellular morphology will transform them into another form of ultimate predator... and they will never be able to revert."
"Am I no exception?" Monica asked Moore coldly.
Moore did not answer immediately, as if acknowledging this undeniable biological evolution.
"Haha... a miracle, truly a miracle of the biological world." Monica suddenly laughed happily.
"Yes, there's another thing that brings joy and comfort: these predators, known as 'mouth beasts,' can still be controlled by telepathy. Although they've become more bloodthirsty and irritable physiologically, their brains are simpler and easier to control."
As Moore finished speaking, he released all the fences that imprisoned the monsters, and the narrow passageway was instantly filled with all sorts of ferocious monsters, but none of them dared to attack the group in front of them.
"Very good. It's good to have such adorable creatures as our weapons. We should cultivate more powerful varieties and feed them as much as possible, just like we would pets."
"Yes, sir. But in order to feed these test subjects, we must feed them large amounts of raw meat at all times. In order to prevent the biological balance from collapsing in the future, we need to carefully control the number of humans, semi-humans, our subjects, and beastmen." "
You mean... you want me to terminate the future breeding plan?" Monica's voice suddenly became fierce and stern.
"No... I wouldn't dare... It's just that in this small town with a population of less than eight hundred, the food chain that supplies our 262 citizens is becoming saturated and is in dire straits. Apart from opening up more pastures to raise new Mastodons, there is no surplus food to satisfy this trend towards a balanced supply chain." "
Also, Mastodon meat cannot be eaten. Any creature that has eaten Mastodon will be devoured and assimilated by these extremely special cells, and then become the same monster. Apart from complete destruction, no Mastodon flesh can be reused." In the food chain planned by Moore, even the flesh of the same kind can be used as food when necessary.
"Hmm, to prevent the number of Mammals from declining while still completing the breeding plan, it seems that moving the entire food chain to the outside world is inevitable." Monica pondered, a mischievous smile spreading across her face as she looked out the narrow window at the blue sky.
Helen, a newly arrived history teacher in this small town, a young, unmarried 26-year-old woman, was bound and assaulted by a group of male students in her teachers' lounge.
Helen couldn't believe it; these students were all diligent and gifted students, yet no one, inside or outside the classroom, came to her aid when this happened.
After the incident, Helen dared not tell anyone and became timid, distracted, and absent-minded, unable to concentrate on her work. She took three days off to recuperate at home, but on the second day, she voluntarily canceled her leave and drove to work.
Although she was still severely traumatized, strangely, her body underwent some incredible changes during those days, even causing her to lose control and do things that surprised herself.
"What...what am I doing?"
Helen trembled as she looked at her hands. Her long, painted nails were even more vibrant than the exaggerated colors of a prostitute's. Her face was a far cry from her previous clean and simple appearance. Her heavily made-up face, combined with the dress she wore, and the semi-transparent, sexy tulle that made her large areolas clearly visible, made her look like a streetwalker if it weren't for her quiet and gentle demeanor.
"I can't stop...myself...ah! What...what is going on?" Closing the car door, Helen walked towards her lounge in a daze. What was terrifying was that the male students who had raped her were already waiting for her inside.
"Ugh...you...you guys...ah!"
"We've been waiting for you for a long time, hehe...you little bitch, have you been having wet dreams these past few days? Have you been enjoying yourself?" A thin, short, and seemingly refined boy, around ten years old, mocked Helen with utterly lewd words.
"You...you guys...what exactly did you do to me?" Helen's pubic area, so short that her pubic hair was almost visible, began to leak a trickle of clear, sticky fluid due to the boys' harassment and caresses.
"Hehe, are you starting to feel hungry easily? Do you get sexually aroused when you see raw meat?"
"Yes...yes...I'm acting so strange...what's going on? Ah..." The boy's caresses became increasingly unrestrained, but the one who was inserting his fingers deep into her pink labia was none other than Helen herself, lost in passion.
"Be a good girl and listen to us, and we'll guarantee to satisfy all your physical needs...just be a good girl..." Under the pressure from one of the boys, Helen suddenly felt a current-like stimulation drilling into her brain. After a painful scream, she fainted.
"Ugh... um..." As Helen's consciousness sank back into trance, the stimulation in her body continued unabated, clearly reaching her brain through her sensitive areas. Her hazy eyes could see three or four boys raping her, and the greedy sensations in her mouth caused her to let out unprecedented, wanton cries.
"Ah... harder... fuck me... fuck me..." Helen panted, her face flushed. Her increasingly clear consciousness made her unaware of what she was doing; she only felt that many men and women around her were doing the same shameful things, their lewd cries echoing throughout the room.
"Hehe, this woman is going to be the master's new test subject, so you have to feed her well... Don't neglect her, understand?" A woman's voice rang in Helen's ears, and a group of boys on top of her responded in unison.
"Ah... Ah ha..." Helen felt a tingling sensation all over her body, her genitals were burning hot as if they were about to catch fire, and saliva was constantly dripping from her mouth. When she tried to see the scene in front of her, she suddenly realized that the smell around her was unbearably fishy, and there was half a bloody, mangled foot left in front of her.
"Ah! This...is...ugh..." Helen couldn't help but vomit, but then she felt an electric current piercing her brain, penetrating deeper into her brain.
"What a waste, this woman has vomited up all the good stuff she ate. Fresh raw meat like this is very rare to get. If it weren't for the fact that she was going to be kept as an experiment for her master, she would have eaten you too!" The boy said cruelly, seemingly devoid of any humanity.
"Ugh...ugh...ah! Don't...be so rough...ahhh!" While Helen's stomach was still churning, her genitals and anus were simultaneously subjected to violent thrusting and impacting, forcing her to reach another sexual climax amidst her confusion and agitation.
The woman, completely exhausted, had been in a daze for an unknown amount of time. When she felt the bright moonlight shining on her face through the window, she barely recognized her surroundings as she slumped against the wall.
"Where...where am I?" Helen lay there blankly in the dark corner, lost in thought. Several hours later, she realized with a start that she was in her history classroom, where she attended classes every day.
"My head is spinning...so thirsty...so hungry..." Helen licked her tongue; the intense hunger made her feel strange. She staggered towards her car.
Helen quickly realized that her stomach was filled with a large amount of mucus. With every step she took, sticky liquid would flow from her private parts and anus, forming a thin, sticky line on the ground like a small stream under the moonlight.
"Ah...no...I'm starving...anything is fine...give it to me...I'm so hungry...ah..." The increasingly intense hunger seemed to explode in Helen's body in an instant, and she was about to lose her mind, trembling on the ground.
"Poor lost little bitch."
"Ah!" Suddenly, a cry entered Helen's mind, and the inexplicably frightened woman stopped in her tracks as if frozen.
"You're very hungry, aren't you... Your energy is almost depleted, and you'll soon begin to transform." A voice, like an electric current, swirled in her mind, controlling Helen's body as she staggered towards the darkness. "
Ah... I'm so hungry... I'm going to die... I'm starving to death..." As Helen's consciousness almost completely slipped out of control as she walked towards another classroom, the massive loss of energy and the intense pain of insatiable hunger caused her to let out a scream-like groan.
"It's painful, isn't it? You're already this hungry, yet your lower body is so wet..." The voice that entered her brain made Helen cry out in shame, but as the other person said, her uncooperative private parts were now unbearably itchy, and her rosy lips kept secreting sticky love fluid.
"Ugh...you...who are you?" Helen could sense a girl's voice in her head, but she couldn't quite place it; it didn't sound like her own.
"I am your god, hehe...the true god who will forever rule your destiny."
"You...ah!" In the blink of an eye, Helen felt a chill on her bare back, as if liquid was flowing out. Then, several vein-like things invaded her back muscles, followed by dizziness and a blank mind.
"Ah...ha...hiss...haha...ahha..." Losing consciousness, Helen's eyes rolled back, and her trembling limbs shook uncontrollably as her skull was completely flung open.
From Helen's back, she resembled a human skin doll that had been torn apart, her flesh and blood mangled as if worms were wriggling within her muscles. Even before the cruel "human surgery" began, a process of metamorphosis seemed to be silently taking place within Helen's body.
"Help...me...oh evil..."
"To prove the absolute power I possess, I specially grant you permission to become my personal pet." An evil voice rang out behind Helen.
"Ha...hiss...ha..." Sticky liquid kept flowing from Helen's mouth and nose, and tears kept overflowing from her pupils, but the unstoppable arousal was going on intensely behind her, and the terrifying exposed blood vessels even shot a large amount of fluorescent yellow crystalline mucus into the open skull of the female body.
"Hehehe... As the ultimate experimental mutant, I will try to keep your body and brain in a human state. However, the extent to which your beast-like body will transform depends on how much the 'simulation effect' will ultimately have in your body."
"Ah... Good... Ha... Ha..." Trembling violently, Helen became so excited by the increasing amount of viscous, semen-like liquid injected into her that she lost control of her bladder and bowels. Her body could hardly be called human anymore. The torn, snow-white skin had begun to necrotize and darken. The degeneration of the mutant cells was gradually leading her to a tragic fate.

Chapter Eleven of The Ripper:
"It's about to begin... Hehe, using pseudomorphism to suppress the mutated cells, soon you'll have a completely new life, hahaha..." The strange slime began to seep into Helen's blood. Without consciousness, she could only tremble little by little with her natural reactions.
"Helen... Helen?"
The voice calling her gradually brought Helen from her dazed state. She was still holding a spoon in her hand, but she had no recollection of what she was doing.
"What's wrong with you, Helen?" Jennifer questioned the female colleague who had invited her to dinner, but for some reason, she only saw Helen staring blankly into the distance.
"Ah." Helen only snapped out of her daze when the spoon fell from her hand, feeling extremely apologetic for splashing hot soup onto Jennifer.
"Ah...oh dear! I...what happened to me? I'm so sorry."
"What are you thinking about, Helen? It's rare to see you so distraught. Has something happened?" Jennifer and Helen had become close friends because they were close in age and worked in the same field, but the usually cheerful Helen had been behaving strangely these past few days.
"I don't know. I think something terrible happened to me, but...I can't remember anything at all," Helen confided to Jennifer, distressed.
"Really? I had the same feeling a few days ago... Maybe it's just overthinking, don't worry too much..." Jennifer seemed to be worried about the same thing as Helen, both seemingly experiencing the sudden disappearance or falsification of certain memories. Although she wanted to comfort Helen, she herself fell into deep fear.
The two didn't seem to be able to talk freely because they had found common ground, and instead, they ended their lunch date hastily because of their own worries. Back in the teachers' lounge, Helen suddenly felt puzzled.
"Hmm...this is so strange...is this really me?" Dressed as neatly and simply as ever, with her long, painted nails still on her fingertips, Helen looked at her pale face in the mirror. A strange wave of thoughts washed over her, making Helen realize that she felt different all over.
"So hot..." Before long, Helen felt an intense heat rising within her body. She couldn't taste the food she had just eaten, and she felt increasingly hungry and thirsty. Strange thoughts arose, and she increasingly wanted something thick and hard to be inserted into her entire body.
"I want someone to fuck me... Ah... No... It's too stimulating... Ah! What... What's going on..." Helen's mind was filled with this fantasy, and her erect clitoris began to swell and tremble uncontrollably. Her pink labia seemed to be throbbing and opening, as if trying to suckle, and the increasingly terrifying changes caused the labia to move like a human mouth.
The intense physical changes left Helen paralyzed on the ground, wanting to scream, but her voice couldn't escape the rest room.
"Hehe, now you should realize you're no longer human, right?" Suddenly, a tall man appeared in Helen's rest room. He was none other than Jennifer's husband, Grant.
"Gran...Grant?" Helen wanted to scream in shock and shame, but her own voice betrayed her own desires, becoming soft and lewd, even making it seem as if she was trying to seduce Gran.
"Hehehe, want a man's thing, huh? Having such thoughts means your brain has almost recovered." Gran locked the door from the inside, then took off his shirt, revealing his muscular male body.
"No...you are Jennifer's husband..." Helen forced herself to maintain her last shred of dignity, but her burning body was already desperately trying to cry for help, her focused eyes fixed on the man's genitals, her unfocused gaze turning greedy.
"Are you very sad? Is shame making you wish you were dead?" Grant quickly stripped down to his pants, and when his thick, erect penis swayed in front of Helen, she could no longer hide her desire. Helen opened her mouth and took his large penis into her mouth.
"No... suck... suck... um... ha..."
"Hey, is it good, you bitch?" Grant grabbed Helen's hair, but the creature, whose eyes were already filled with lust, had become utterly wanton.
"It's good... I love big dicks... ha..." As the oral sex grew increasingly heated, Helen removed her excess clothing, turned around, and positioned her buttocks in a 69 position, blocking Grant's head, pleading as she smeared her sticky love juice on his face.
"Hehe... you excited little slut, let me see the true face hidden beneath your beautiful human form..." Grant got up, pounced on Helen, and lifted her large buttocks, then deeply inserted his thick, hard member.
"Ahhh! Hiss... Ugh... Ah!" With frenzied thrusting, the evil clone with Grand's appearance seemed to have completely lost the slight corpse spots on its body, as if it had been remodeled. Unusual tremors emanated from its solid muscles, and terrifying purplish-blue fleshy strips, like blood vessels, extended from its testicles from its large, red penis.
"So deep... ah... so good... so good... ah... give it to me... deeper!" Helen's wet lips were quickly filled with the last bit of friction by the slender red flesh, and the extra flesh kept probing into her anus. The two slits of flesh used for intercourse seemed to have a new life, flexibly sucking and accepting the evil foreign object that could no longer be inserted.
"Heh... heh... is it good? My 'physical transformation' is not over yet, gurgle... gurgle..." Grand let out a strange laugh, and his strong body began to change and lengthen drastically. A huge eye grew from his bulging back, and his hairy arms transformed into large chain knives like insects.
"Ha... Ah... Ugh... Good..." Although Grant's body was becoming increasingly terrifying, Helen seemed to cling to him even more excitedly. The changes weren't limited to his body; even the bulging blood vessels filling Helen's orifices were expanding due to the swelling.
"Hehe... Hehe... The flesh hole is incredibly tight... Even though I haven't experienced the 'pseudo-body' state, my body is already undergoing these changes on its own." Then, Grant's face transformed into a giant net that adhered to Helen's head. His enormous worm-like body pressed against the woman's sexy body, and the impact of their genitals caused Helen to continuously release a large amount of thick, sticky fluid. The unseen, intense changes were actually rapidly fermenting inside the 'developed' female body.
"Ah! Ah!" Suddenly, a scream came from the curtains outside the window. The completely transformed Grant stopped moving, leaped to the wooden window, and used his chain-like arms to slash a large hole in the glass door.
"Jane... Jennifer..." The mutated Grant spat Helen's head out of the net bag, urging the special phasing behavior within his body to transform the shriveled head back into Grant's original appearance. The appearance of a human-headed worm-like figure made Jennifer scream so violently that she almost fainted.
"No... Jennifer... Jane... Gugu..." Just as the worm-like person was gradually transforming back into Grant's appearance, the overly frightened Jennifer could only scream and run towards the parking lot.
"Jennifer! Jennifer...Jennifer!" People appeared out of nowhere, frantically chasing the frightened woman. Suddenly, a familiar SUV sped up in front of Jennifer, and the woman opened the door, calling out to her.
"Get in!" The stranger's urging was like a lifeline for Jennifer. Without much thought, she got into the back seat and drove off with the mysterious girl.
"Waaah...no...waaah..." Tears streamed down Jennifer's face. She couldn't tell if it was from excessive fear or sadness. Her mind was blank as she sat blankly in the SUV, not knowing where she was headed.
"Are you alright?" The woman driving was a girl in her early teens, but her skillful driving seemed no less impressive than a man's. After a long silence, the girl broke the silence with concern.
"I'm fine." Glancing at the rearview mirror, Jennifer was still unable to escape her self-imposed isolation. She didn't know which direction the car was heading, but the excitement in her heart hadn't subsided. A familiar feeling suddenly ignited a deep, goosebump-like fear within her.
"This...this is Grant's car!" Jennifer immediately fell into a hysterical panic. Looking at the familiar car seat and the small toys that were Grant's special on the dashboard, Jennifer felt increasingly familiar with this strange, mysterious girl.
"Who...who are you?!"
"I'm sorry...darling, I never wanted you to become like this...but...my body can't forget your beautiful body..." The girl's voice seemed to be filled with struggle and sadness as she poured out her story.
"Gran...Gran!" Jennifer's eyes filled with tears again.
"Forgive me...my sexual instincts have almost completely devoured this thought, and the desire to multiply inside you is growing stronger every day...I can't escape it even if I want to...hiss...hiss..."
Suddenly, the girl took off her sunglasses, and small fleshy balls emerged from her constantly writhing, snow-white skin, as if she was about to transform into some inhuman and terrifying form again.
"No!" Crying, Jennifer lunged at the driver's seat, but in the struggle, a series of urgent horn blasts came from the direction of the car.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Bang!" Panicked and disoriented, Jennifer, before her eyes could return to normal, was blinded by the bright lights and crashed into another speeding sedan.
"Bang..." The noisy horn blared for a long time, the ground covered in dust and scraped tire tracks, the constantly smoking hoods of the cars seemingly indicating a terrible car accident.
After an unknown amount of time, a man got out of the car and limped to open the door of the SUV that had been hit. He was puzzled that there was no driver in the wrecked front seat, but then he saw a woman lying unconscious in the back.
"Ugh...no way...was she thrown from the front seat to the back? Cough, cough...are you alright, miss?" Jennifer's forehead was still bleeding, and she was unconscious, her hands slumped over the steering wheel.
The strangest thing was that the girl who should have been in the front seat had vanished. The man clearly felt that a young girl was driving, but now only a mature, beautiful woman with serious injuries remained in the car.
"Jack, how are you? Is the person inside alright?" Another woman's voice came from the car opposite, seemingly Jack's friend. "
This is really embarrassing, she's passed out! How could something like this happen in this godforsaken place..." Jack looked around, then at the unconscious woman in the car, and turned to his girlfriend to complain.
"Never mind all that, there's a small town up ahead, let's take her back to the hospital there," the woman's friend said.
"Yes, that's the only way. Beth, come help me out, let's lift her out together." The two of them worked together to lift the unconscious woman into their car, swaying and rocking as they drove the wrecked vehicle towards the town.
"Ugh...ugh...ahhh!" A scream escaped Jennifer's lips as she struggled to wake from her terrifying nightmare. Despite the excruciating pain in her head, her will to escape remained incredibly strong.
"Miss, Miss...wake up!" Her body was being gently shaken and called out. Jennifer's eyes gradually regained their light, and she finally awoke.
"Thank goodness, she's awake." Beth, sitting next to Jennifer, shook Jack in the driver's seat and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hmm...where is this place? Grant...where is Grant?" Jennifer's eyes widened as she noticed the two strangers, her mind still reeling from her terrible experience, and she couldn't help but ask herself,
"Where...where are you going?"
"We're going to Dalan Town, which should be the place you were about to leave from. We'll also take you to the hospital for a check-up..." Before Beth could finish speaking, Jennifer screamed and cried.
"Ah! No! No... don't go back, I'd rather die than... no!" Jennifer was so agitated she almost fainted, and no matter how Beth tried to calm her down, she wouldn't listen. Jack had no choice but to pull over and try his best to communicate with Jennifer, but the overly frightened woman wouldn't listen to him.
"Wait... wait... wait a minute!" Jennifer jumped out of the car without thinking, but unfortunately, her body, weakened by blood loss, didn't last long before she fainted again.
"What a lunatic, and she's not bad looking... Let's just leave her here." Jack grumbled, both angry and amused. He wasn't one to meddle, and the fact that this woman had inexplicably wrecked his borrowed used car made him feel terrible.
"Don't say that. After all, she should be from this town. We're here to find my dad. Maybe we can get some information out of her," Beth tried to persuade Jack.
Although Jack was an impatient guy, he wasn't a bad person. Looking at Jennifer's pitiful appearance, her beautiful face stained with dirty blood, a wave of sadness washed over him.
"Okay, okay." After saying that, Jack lifted Jennifer back into the car and continued driving towards town.
They finally arrived in town, but strangely, many residents and passersby were staring at his car. Jack, feeling embarrassed that his car had been wrecked, was eager to get to a repair shop for a proper fix.
Little did he know, these people weren't paying attention to the car at all, but rather to the woman he was carrying.
"Ugh...where am I? Ahh!" Just then, Jennifer woke up again. When she realized she was back in town, she opened the car door without regard for the car's continued speed.
"You! What are you doing? Are you crazy?" Jack shouted, and as he slammed on the brakes, Jennifer's body was thrown out of the car. The weak woman groaned for a while before finding herself surrounded by a large group of people.

"
You are..." Jack was startled by the sudden appearance of the crowd. At this moment, police cars and sedans nearby also gathered, making the scene quite lively.
"Kid, okay, okay, move aside..." The police officers who arrived pushed Jack and the others aside. Another man who walked in was none other than Jennifer's husband, Grant. Behind him stood a stunningly beautiful and aloof woman, Helen, whose aura was completely different from hers.
"Who are you?" Beth asked, gripping her boyfriend Jack's hand tightly.
"I'm her husband, my name is Grant, nice to meet you both," Grant greeted politely, though the woman behind him was staring intently at the two of them, licking her lips.
"I...I see...you must be Mr. Grant." Beth should have breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, her intuition told her that something about this man was very strange.
"That's great, Beth, let's go." As Jack turned to get back to his car, he suddenly realized that Jennifer had taken over the driver's seat.
"Jennifer!" The unsuspecting group gasped in surprise.
"What are you doing? That's my car!" Not only was Jack panicked, but almost everyone around him screamed at the same time. To prevent his beloved car from being driven away, Jack's first reaction was to jump into the car, leaving Beth alone as the car sped away!
"Stop! Stop... Ouch! What are you doing?" Poor Jack, who hadn't fastened his seatbelt, was knocked unconscious in the back seat. The police cars behind him kept chasing after them, and soon all the vehicles disappeared from everyone's sight.
"This... Mr. Grant, your wife seems..." Beth asked, puzzled. Grant's face remained expressionless. Helen, who was about to follow, was stopped by Grant, her face showing fear as she immediately retreated behind him.
"I'm sorry, she's just having delusions because she misses her dead child. She's paranoid all the time. The residents here all know about this... so they've been helping me look after her."
"I see..." Beth immediately accepted Grant's explanation.
"You must be Miss Beth."
"How do you know my name?" Beth was astonished that the stranger knew her name.
"It seems you're here to see Moore, right? I'm a good friend of your father's. Mr. Moore is planning to stay here for a long time, so it's perfect that you found this place."
"How could this be... Dad... why has he never discussed this with me?" Beth looked at Grant with disbelief, but Grant continued, seemingly unconcerned.
"Anyway, welcome to this cozy little town. Let Miss Helen take you to rest first. It's getting late, we'll take you to Mr. Moore's new home early tomorrow morning." Grant's reply was very polite and generous, but for some reason, it sounded uncomfortable and strange to Beth.
"Bang!!" The wrecked car crashed a second time under a huge tree in a wide, deserted patch of grass, leaving only the still-smoking, wrecked car and two people lying on the ground, panting.
"You madman...you must be insane!" Jack roared angrily, but Jennifer didn't answer, only trying to find a place to escape.
"Jennifer...come back with us...Jennifer..." Soon after, the police officers who had been chasing them got out of their car and began searching around. The officers, with their blank expressions, had voices that were surprisingly low and inhuman.
"Here! Here, officer!" Unexpectedly, Jack shouted loudly. The agitated Jennifer tried to stop him, but the two officers who had scattered had already spotted their target and were running towards them.
"Officer! Arrest this crazy woman, she..." Jack's words were cut short as he was kicked hard by a police officer.
Lying on the ground, Jack coughed up blood, staring in disbelief at the strange policeman with bloodshot eyes.
"Don't you dare insult my beloved Jennifer, or I'll eat you... Ugh!" Jennifer, seemingly out of nowhere, picked up a piece of wood and slammed it down on the officer's head, the fallen man's blood still staining the stick.
"Get up... It's a monster too! Quick... Get out of here!"
"What? Ah!" Jack, utterly bewildered, flung Jennifer's hand away.
"Hurry! Anyone who wants to live, come with me!" Jennifer urged Jack again. At this moment, another officer arrived. In the chaos, Jennifer pulled out the officer's service pistol from the ground and pointed it at the pursuer, shouting,
"Don't come any closer! Otherwise... otherwise I'll shoot!"
"Jennifer, are you really going to leave us? Jennifer... Jennifer..." The strange officer seemed completely unfazed by the gun in Jennifer's hand and continued to approach her. His ashen face and bloodshot eyes sent chills down one's spine.
"Don't come any closer!" The officer, with an extremely bizarre expression, grabbed Jennifer's arm, seemingly about to subdue her in the struggle.
"Jennifer... ugh... oh!"
"Bang! Bang!" Out of control, Jennifer actually fired a gun, and the large-caliber revolver blasted off most of the opponent's head!
"Ahhh! You...you killed someone!" Jack, who had just stood up, collapsed to the ground again, his limbs weak.
"Huff...huff..." Jennifer's hands could no longer hold the large pistol, and Jack, who was beside her, was also terrified and lost his composure. But they saw that the corpse missing half its head was still moving slowly, and a huge, deep red sperm worm crawled out of the wound and pounced on the two of them.
"Ah! Ugh! What...what is this?" Jennifer and the other cried out simultaneously. At that moment, the red sperm worm slithered onto Jack's body and, in the blink of an eye, desperately tried to penetrate his mouth!
"Ah...uh...uh...ugh..." Just as the sperm worm's head, with its invisible needle-like tip, pierced the upper edge of Jack's throat, a violent current surged into his brain. The man's eyes rolled back, and his limbs began to tremble uncontrollably. When he regained consciousness, half of the sperm worm's body had been crushed and vomited onto the ground with Jennifer's help.
"Are you alright?" Jennifer asked anxiously.
"Ugh! Ugh... Ugh... Gulp..." Jack kept trying to dig more disgusting chunks of flesh out of his mouth, but the sperm seemed to contain only a large amount of special mucus; there was no real muscle tissue in the broken, rotten flesh.
"Jennifer... the woman I love most... is Jennifer?" Jack, whose mind was still a mess, murmured words similar to those of the strange policeman.
"Ah... Ah!" Jennifer, who had fired the gun, was now completely blank and collapsed to the ground, retreating.
"You... you won't become like them, will you?" Looking at Jack, who had just vomited a large amount of disgusting fluid, Jennifer mustered her courage and questioned him.
"No, no... but my mind is so... so confused..." Now, whenever Jack closes his eyes, he immediately sees the image of a man in his mind, and everything that happened with that man gradually becomes clear.
"Are you alright?" After about ten minutes of silence, Jennifer finally stood up and walked towards Jack.
"I... I'm fine, Jennifer." Jack wiped his lips, and seeing Jennifer's concerned expression, a slightly different change appeared on his face.
"Can you walk?"
"Yes, this place is too scary. We must find Beth first and get out of here quickly." Jennifer helped Jack up, and the two got into the police car and headed in the designated direction.
"I...I can't hold it in anymore! I have to say it..." A short while later, Jack, the driver, suddenly shouted this.
"What's wrong with you?"
"My brain...in my brain...Grant...it's Grant! His consciousness is trying to get into my memories through that thing." Jack shouted this with a very strange expression.
"What did you say...is that true?" Jennifer had never heard such words from anyone else before.
"In the city...there are many people in this city whose brains are occupied by worms...I saw it...I saw it...ah!" As soon as Jack closed his eyes, he seemed to feel fragments of memories that didn't belong to him coming from all directions. His activated telepathic abilities distracted him, and he crashed into the roadside safety island. This third terrible car accident was even more serious than the previous two!
"Jack...Jack..." When the voice reached Jack's ears again, the familiar call was like a whisper of his name.
"Be...Beth?" Jack opened his eyes groggily and woke up to find himself bound in a spread-eagle position with ropes. His girlfriend Beth was only wearing a bright red sexy lingerie, her alluring and seductive appearance something he had never seen before.
"What's wrong with you, Beth? Why are you dressed like this?" Jack was speechless, looking at every subtle change in his girlfriend's appearance. Judging from the excited yet shy expression on Beth's face, it seemed that she had chosen to wear such a bold and sexy outfit on her own initiative.
"Jack... I've decided to live here with my father. Before I officially become a citizen, I want to stay here and study hard..."
In just a short time, Beth's reaction surprised Jack immensely. He couldn't tell if the Beth before him was still the same spirited and competitive girl he knew. This overly seductive and lewd behavior made Jack gasp in disbelief.
"What's wrong, Beth... have you been influenced by them too?" Jack looked around. He saw Jennifer, who had been with him, seemingly seriously injured and placed on a hospital bed. Besides Beth, there was also the woman in black who had walked behind Grant that day.
"Hello, little one. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Helen, and I'm the history teacher at the only high school here. I'm also Miss Beth's... current 'roommate'..." Helen, with her aloof and beautiful face, was unexpectedly uttering such strange words. Beth, standing beside her, didn't deny it and even intimately accepted Helen's caresses on her breasts in response.
"Ah! You... what do you mean? Beth... what's going on?" Jack was almost frantic with excitement.
"I don't know how to explain it, so please just look clearly with your eyes..." Beth looked shy at this moment, swaying her delicate body as if begging for a kiss. Her greedy and seductive manner was like that of a drug addict. Her increasingly excited body, even without a response, could not help but begin to masturbate.
"No! Don't... Stop... Beth, don't do this..." No matter how much Jack shouted, Beth, who had changed her mind, seemed to hear him completely.

Chapter Thirteen of The Ripper
Just as the two women were engrossed in their carnal pleasure, Helen's posture became increasingly masculine. She gripped Beth's breasts tightly with both hands, and suddenly, with a loud thud, a thick, black object, passing through her thong, pierced through Helen's tailbone, wrapped around her genitals, and thrust directly into Beth's vagina!
"Ah! Ha...ha...yes...yes...ahhh!" At the same time as Beth let out a fierce scream, Jack witnessed for the first time that such a terrifying thing could push a woman to heaven in an instant. His face was covered in tears of ecstasy, and Beth's contorted expression seemed to be filled with pleasure and climax, her trembling body displaying unparalleled excitement.
"No...don't..." Seeing Jack's pained expression, Helen suddenly laughed and gradually stopped moving.
"Ah...fuck me...please...fuck me...fuck me!" The thick, black penis filled Beth's lower body, but the bleeding genitals did not diminish her excitement; instead, the lack of Helen's thrusting force caused her to howl and beg for mercy.
"Hehe...do you like this thing that much?" Helen teased Beth triumphantly.
"Yes...yes! Ah...ah...I'll do anything! Fuck me...fuck me! Ah...ah...ah!" Beth cried out in a lewd voice, her private parts covered by black veins that seemed to have swelled up from Helen's body. Her legs were completely glued together by the mutated witch, as if they could never be separated.
"Ah!" At that moment, a strange current surged through Jack's brain again, and in the rapidly flashing images, the horrifying scene of Beth crying and begging her father to deflower her appeared.
"Ah...uh..." Jack could barely breathe. In the scene, Beth was in excruciating pain, as her father cruelly spread her legs and poured something inhuman into her lower body. The image kept replaying in Jack's mind, as if he could feel something inside Beth's body gradually dying.
"No...no! Let her go!" After her father withdrew his penis with satisfaction, Beth's pain did not end. She quickly continued to endure the cruel rape and torture of different men until her body was completely unresponsive before they finally let her go.
"Waaaaah... Waaaah..." Jack's vision blurred. Compared to the two women in the midst of their ecstatic climax, Beth's miserable state in the scene seemed to be gradually merging with the depraved image, and Helen's image was becoming clearer and clearer in Jack's mind.
"Hehe... Your pussy has been fucked until it has no elasticity left. This body can no longer be used." In the scene where he was forced to receive telepathic signals, Helen inserted her fingers deep into Beth's lower body.
"Miss Beth... as a gift to my father, your mission is over, but your fate now is to become a sex toy like me..."
"Ah... huff... ahh..." Beth gasped weakly, the images in her mind constantly intertwining with reality, changing so rapidly that Jack could barely bear it and began to vomit.
Helen's face kept occupying Jack's mind, the evil voice echoing incessantly in his ears. The man, struggling desperately in pain, had become so confused that he could no longer discern what the two female beasts before him originally looked like.
"Miss Beth, from this day forward, your survival will no longer depend on this mouth on your face, but on absorbing nutrients from this part of your body..." Helen's genitals thrust in while simultaneously teasing Beth's sensitive vulva as if instructing her.
"Ah...good...haha...ah...so good...inside...ah ha..." The copious flow of vaginal fluid was an absurdity Jack had never witnessed before, a milky white viscous fluid gushing forth like a waterfall, continuously overflowing from Beth's lower body. The
increasingly dizzying sensation assaulted all of Jack's senses, and when he vaguely realized he was gradually regaining his composure, he had no idea how much time had passed.
"Beth...Beth..." Jack watched the lewd scene end, and Beth, now dressed in sexy clothes again, and his mind went through a strange, dreamlike disorientation.
"Beth...you're alright? That's great...that's really great..." Jack cried out, almost sobbing. He had hoped it was all just a nightmare, but it shattered so quickly.
"Beth." A deep voice called out from behind them.
"Yes, Father...I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Beth stood up and walked towards him. As she pulled up her miniskirt with a joyful expression, a thick, dark, erotic object, almost identical to Helen's, emerged from her bare vulva.
"Beth!" Completely driven to madness, Jack could no longer control himself. The woman he loved had now been transformed into something as horrifying as Helen's genitals. No one could accept such a cruel and terrifying reality.
"Hmm... a perfect beastly reproductive organ, hehe... almost like twins with Helen. The 'beast's' blood-sucking, semen-devouring instincts are completely hidden inside the uterus. Unless it's feeding time, even the most intelligent human would never notice anything abnormal about this body."
"Please ejaculate inside... ah... the wet, hot, sticky fluid... I love it..."
"Yes... Beth is now a sex toy for everyone to serve. Please feed our bodies with your semen..." Helen kissed Beth, who looked exactly like her, with a lewd expression. The two beauties, who looked completely different, were four or five years apart in age, but wearing identical lace dresses, they looked almost like twins. "
Ugh... Monster! Damn monster! You... you... what are you going to do to me?" Only at the very end did Jack realize his current situation. He was tightly bound in a secret room and didn't even know where to escape to!
"Hehe, Beth... it's up to you. Now... he's your prisoner." Moore, the father, said with a malicious smile.
"Let me go! No... don't come any closer!"
"Dear Jack... please don't be afraid. He won't eat you until he's filled his belly..." Beth licked her lips and smiled greedily, completely unaware that her words were so inhuman.
"You... what do you mean by this?"
"A normal man can probably only provide Beth's body with enough food for about four or five hours to satisfy its hunger. However, since it is a newly evolved beast that relies solely on sucking semen, the target dies more slowly and might be able to survive for another day..."
"But if you are fed and then used, your body might be able to live for another week." Moore's explanation did not make Jack feel any better; instead, it plunged him into complete collapse. The cruel feeling of wanting to be killed immediately was constantly approaching him.
"Hehe, my dear Beth, he's the first man you've ever tasted. I won't compete with you, just enjoy him."
"No... let me go... please... Beth... no... Beth... no!" Although she still harbored a sliver of hope for her girlfriend and wished she would let her go, Beth, who had already placed her mouth on her hard penis, only had intense, greedy biological instincts in her eyes.
"No... huff... huff... no... no... don't... ahh..." Despite her mental resistance, her hard penis obediently became completely erect under Beth's skillful oral sex, and the vulva straddling her legs quickly and completely enveloped the throbbing penis without even a gap.
"Ah...ah...whoosh...ah..." A peculiar sensation. The moment the penis was completely absorbed, something extended from Beth's lower body and firmly invaded Jack's penis. The thin, long foreign object, like a blood vessel, was slowly drilling into the large glans.
"Ah...ah!" Just as he was about to ejaculate uncontrollably, the special blood vessel seemed to penetrate even the foreskin and seep into his testicles. After connecting with the slender blood vessels, it was determined to suck up every last drop of semen from his lower body.
"Ah...so sticky...so hot...I want more, shoot more..." Beth supported Jack's hind legs with her hands, actively stroking her lover's large penis up and down. It was obvious from the penis that had been pulled out of her vagina that the large penis was now completely covered by a strange black foreskin.
"Drink...drink...no...I can't take it anymore...I'm...I'm shooting again!" Uncontrollable intense sensations were rapidly occurring in Jack's lower body. He felt the brief pleasure of ejaculation once again, while his penis felt an intense pain as if it was about to bleed.
"You belong to me alone, I'll suck every last drop of your semen dry... Hehe... Haha..."
Beth, gradually losing herself, not only had her cells mutate to be exactly like Helen's amidst the constant demands and pleasure of her body, but even her originally kind will gradually succumbed to the same greed and evil.
Jennifer, whose injuries were quite severe, gradually recovered under careful care each day. She quietly woke up alone, still feeling a little dizzy, and got out of bed.
"Huff...drink...drink...huff..." Strange moans piqued Jennifer's curiosity. When she pulled back the white separating sheet, she was shocked to see the beautiful Beth straddling a skinny man, manipulating his penis.
"Ha...ha..." Beth's naked body seemed to have become much fuller than before. Her young face possessed the mature and fiery figure of Helen, and even the ends of her jet-black hair were gradually turning golden.
The man straddling her was Beth's boyfriend, Jack. His body, almost drained of its essence, seemed too weak to see clearly in his dazed pupils.
Even more horrifying, it seemed he was missing an arm; the mangled limb was covered in bite marks. Seeing the bright red blood still clinging to Beth's face and lips, it was clear he had been killed by this bloodthirsty monster, driven mad by gluttony.
"Bang!"
"Ouch!" Jennifer grabbed a nearby metal frame and slammed it down on Beth. As her bones twisted and shattered almost instantly, Beth let out a piercing scream.
"Are you alright... get up..." Jennifer tried to loosen Jack's restraints, but Jack screamed desperately.
"No! Let me go... Beth... I want Beth... to eat me... to eat me..." Jack hadn't expected to go to such extremes, even demanding that she devour his flesh as well.
"You... what nonsense are you talking about!" Jennifer frantically tried to pull Jack away, but at that moment, Beth, whose ribs were broken in several places, suddenly stood up, and terrifying cracking sounds emanated from her muscles, as if her twisted bones were actively returning to their original positions.
"Jennifer... you shouldn't have disturbed them..." Behind Jennifer, the strange, mysterious woman reappeared!
"It's you!"
"Beth, I love you... I want Beth... I love you... Eat me... Eat me!" Jack continued to scream wildly, refusing to let Jennifer tear his clothes to bandage him. His frenzied behavior was terrifying, almost like he was possessed.
"Gran... Gran... Let us go!" Jennifer seemed to have thought of something and mustered the courage to shout at the woman.
"Darling... I must tell you the truth, my sanity is also on the verge of collapse... I desperately want your body, it's driving me crazy, but I really don't want you, the most special one, to end up like them..."
"Darling... Darling..." Looking at the girl's figure, Jennifer seemed to see Gran, who had loved her deeply, again.
"I really don't want to... but just thinking about it makes me... makes me..." The girl's face instantly turned bloodshot, as if she couldn't control her body and was about to transform into a monster again.
"No... don't..."
"I can't control myself... hiss..."
"Grant..." The iron rack in Jennifer's hand fell to the ground, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. Although she could feel her husband's love all the time, she couldn't accept the fact that her husband had become a monster, and she desperately wanted to escape from it all.
"As others gradually became part of my body, my consciousness began to become increasingly chaotic, increasingly needing... to be left with... only the instincts of appetite and sexual desire..." The mysterious girl's hands began to transform into terrifying tentacles, and from her dissected belly, several barbed snake heads, resembling reproductive organs, were revealed, tearing through Jennifer's skin.
"Grant...Grant...No...No...Waaah..." In the end, Jennifer knew she could no longer escape, and without any power to defend herself, she lay quietly on the ground, letting the monster abuse and violate her. For some reason, she felt a sense of relief, a warm feeling slowly igniting and fermenting deep within her heart.
"Jennifer...my Jennifer...forever...forever..." The creature, growing increasingly terrifying, had become so enormous it almost filled the entire room. It embraced his wife's warm, delicate body, but its monstrous, evil tentacles hesitated to penetrate her womb to reproduce.
"Ugh...I love you...Grant..." Shedding her last tear, Jennifer finally closed her eyes peacefully, accepting her husband's most ruthless yet most passionate sexual instincts. She groaned, her voice indistinguishable from her own, completely swallowed by the encroaching darkness.

Chapter Fourteen of The Ripper
: The town of Dallan quickly became known to the world for its thriving and open sex industry. As the number of tourists increased, numerous rumors about prostitution began to circulate.
At some point, many sizable erotic venues sprang up in the city center to attract tourists. Then, suppliers of pornographic films flocked to the area, as if everything was being planned and driven forward. The trend was unstoppable, transforming this rural area, once surrounded by farmland, into a crowded and prosperous place.
The level of sexual openness here is beyond comprehension. While highly developed sex industry areas are usually accompanied by high crime rates, this place is surprisingly near-zero crime. This has allowed the once-bustling town of Dallan to thrive, defying human moral constraints and dogma. A constant
flow of people has become its symbol, and the increasing number of buildings representing the sex industry seems to represent some primal force secretly growing.
In the early morning, the curtains of Glent's luxurious mansion are gently lifted, and a naked beauty walks forward, comfortably enjoying the moment the brilliant morning sun washes over her.
Her sweet face was captivating, even she herself was inexplicably moved by her beauty. When she picked up her lipstick and looked at herself in the mirror, a faint smile unconsciously appeared on her face as she dressed.
After having breakfast alone, the woman dressed as elegantly as ever, walked out of her house, and prepared to leave in her usual SUV.
"Don't move," a hoarse, deep voice snapped, a cold gun barrel pressed against her back, urging her to get into the car quickly.
"Drive!" The filthy, stubble-covered beggar forced his way into the back seat. His severed left hand made him look like a seriously injured disabled homeless man, but the shiny pistol perched on the woman's head was unmistakably real.
"..." The woman didn't say anything, but seemed to recognize the man. She started the engine and drove off in the direction he indicated, heading out of town.
"Hmph... I've been observing for weeks waiting for this day. By the way... long time no see, my beautiful little sweetheart." The filthy man kept scratching his skin with the muzzle of the gun, the stench seemingly ingrained on him. Most unbelievable was that this wretched, foul-smelling man was once a high-spirited town sheriff.
"Hmph... why don't you say anything, Jennifer? You were screaming and having a good time when I was fucking you, weren't you?"
"It's been a long time, and you seem to be doing quite well." The expressionless beauty spoke only with a faint, sarcastic tone to the foul-smelling man.
"You damned bitch! Humph! If it weren't for your perverted, wicked, monster husband... I wouldn't have lost this left arm!" Enraged, William vented all his anger on Jennifer, striking her cheek hard with the butt of his gun. Blood immediately welled up and bruised her beautiful face.
"Bitch! You damned bitch!"
To escape the pursuit of his evil "citizens," William barely slept a wink. He became a vagrant, wandering from place to place, and even dared to sleep only in fields or stinking ditches. His miserable days were hundreds of times worse than death.
"Heh heh, finally... I've finally waited for this day! I'm leaving here! With you as my trump card, I won't have to be afraid of that monster Grant anymore, no matter where I go!" William laughed maniacally, the hellish torment of the past few days had completely changed his life.
"Hmph... Why aren't you saying anything? Jennifer... Tell me the truth! I'd like to know why you didn't become like them, a flesh-eating puppet parasitized by sperm..."
"How do you know I'm not like them?" Unexpectedly, Jennifer retorted.
"Hmph, don't underestimate me! Don't think I'm just a fake sheriff. I've survived dealing with these man-eating monsters for so long, do you think I could have survived without some self-defense skills?" William seemed quite proud of his survival of three or four months, and continued speaking as he pulled something out and tossed it next to Jennifer.
"This is a military-grade heat detector. If you look closely at those people's heads, it's not hard to tell that one of them is possessed by an insect."
"..." Jennifer remained silent again, but her eyes seemed to show a different kind of respect for this man.
"I've been investigating you for a long time and found that you're the only human among those who have had contact with Grant who doesn't show any signs of parasites in their brains. Therefore, I can conclude that Grant must still have some kind of scheme against you." "
Is that so?"
"Hehe, let me tell you the truth. In an accidental discovery, I saw Grant and his gang using women who weren't parasitized as breeding tools, hatching those terrible larvae from their bellies..."
"Hmph... Anyway, keeping your body around is definitely not going to be any good. I've been secretly observing you guys for a long, long time, including what you and Grant do every day and who you meet..." William, as expected of a police chief, has his own methods for covert surveillance and patrols.
"..." Jennifer seemed completely unsurprised by William's words, as if she already knew them perfectly well, even displaying a complex expression of satisfaction.
"That bastard Grant certainly doesn't have the guts to sleep with a wife as beautiful as you, but that's only a matter of time. Before long, you'll definitely be used as a tool for breeding insects again..."
"Hehe, if you want to live, you'd better cooperate with me obediently. As long as I keep a close eye on you, it won't be hard to figure out what he's up to..."
"Hmph."
"What? You bitch, you still won't answer my questions honestly? Fine, once I get you out of this cannibalistic ghost town, I'll expose everything I know to the world and let the angry humans punish these damned bugs! Hmph... I'll blow all these brain-eating monsters to smithereens!"
William became more and more excited, gesturing wildly. They were about to cross the border; once they were out of here, those terrifying, cannibalistic monsters would no longer be able to imprison him.
However, William always sensed that Jennifer's expression remained unusually calm. He watched as she took a pair of stylish sunglasses from a drawer and put them on, a youthful glow seemingly appearing on her beautiful face.
Then, as Jennifer took out two pieces of chewing gum and put them into her dry lips, William, looking at Jennifer who had grown up with him, only realized at this moment that the beautiful woman in front of him was completely unfamiliar.
"Hey! You..."
"To be honest... you've been getting two things wrong from beginning to end." Jennifer's sweet voice was mixed with a slightly muffled, low frequency.
"What?"
"First, I'm not taking you away from this town, it's just that we've been there for too long and are a bit tired of it. Before a long trip, we need to prepare some food..."
"What are you talking about? What do you mean?" William asked, his eyes wide with surprise.
"Secondly, you've been calling someone by the wrong name from the start. My name isn't Jennifer..."
"My name is Monica."
The instant the woman removed her sunglasses, William seemed to see a pair of inhuman, bloodshot eyes filling a beautiful, deep-set face.
"What... Ah! Ah! Ahh!"
A fleshy cone, like a cricket's, emerged from a slender hand and pierced William's throat. A piercing scream echoed back and forth in the SUV.
Until it finally calmed down, outside the blood-stained window, the next stop seemed to be somewhere else...

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