Nightmare (1)

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(Prologue) One Page of Diary

May 1982 Tuesday Sunny

Today is a memorable day in my life. I actually passed my graduation anatomy
exam ! You see, my anatomy skills are notoriously poor throughout the entire medical school, and I just injured
my right hand yesterday.

Speaking of the hand injury, someone left a syringe in my drawer. Last night,
when I got my pajamas before bed, I was pricked in the right hand. As I quickly pulled my hand back, some
strange black liquid from the syringe had already seeped into my right hand. My right hand immediately swelled up, and I
had to bandage it before going to sleep, thinking that tomorrow's anatomy exam was doomed.

But when I woke up this morning, my hand was completely healed, as if it had never been injured.

My anatomy exam this morning was about… I lifted the white sheet from the autopsy table, and wow! It was
the body of a young, beautiful girl. The professor said the police found it in Taipei that morning, initially suspecting rape and murder. They were waiting for
an autopsy the cause of death. Because there have been so many murders lately, Taipei's forensic doctors are short-staffed, so some
bodies are being sent to our school to help with the examinations.

I looked closely at the naked girl on the autopsy table. She was probably just over 20 years old, with shoulder-length hair, big
eyes, and an oval face—quite pretty, wow, a real beauty!

The girl had a really good figure; her skin was fair and delicate. Her breasts weren't large, but they were beautiful,
round, and firm. Perhaps due to blood loss, her nipples were a pale pink. Her legs were
long and graceful. There wasn't much pubic hair, so you could see her genitals directly. The color was similar to her nipples, indicating that this
deceased girl didn't have a long sexual history.

The girl's body was almost entirely unmarked, except for one fatal wound on the right side of her left breast. It
was a small, deep cut, parallel to her ribs, made by a sharp weapon like a dagger,
slanting towards her heart. It likely pierced her heart, causing her immediate death.
Around the wound, one could see the tender, bright red flesh inside her breast, pulled out when the assailant withdrew the weapon.

The professor first inserted a cotton swab into the girl's vagina, collecting some vaginal secretions, which were then
sent to to check for semen.

He then gestured for me to cut open her genitals and lower abdomen. My right hand moved with surprising calm as I picked up a scalpel and deeply inserted it into the girl's vagina. Two teaching assistants
spread her thighs as wide as possible. I gently opened her genitals, pointed the scalpel upwards, and slowly cut open
her labia majora and minora, all the way to her navel, completely dissecting her lower body.

I located the uterus next to the bladder. My right hand, seemingly acting on its own, expertly
dissected the girl's uterus, then mechanically retrieved a suction device, drawing out the uterine fluid and placing it into a test tube
.

The professor nodded approvingly, but I was baffled as to why I had done this.

The next step was to examine the girl's chest cavity to determine the cause of death. I gently grasped the girl's left breast with my left hand, and
with my right hand, I inserted the scalpel along the lower edge of her left breast, into the space between her ribs. Then, following
the direction of the ribs below her left breast, I made a horizontal incision. The scalpel then returned to the initial insertion point and severed
two ribs upwards. With a gentle flick of the scalpel, the girl's chest cavity opened, and a gush of dark red blood immediately flowed out—
a symptom of massive bleeding from a punctured heart.

My right hand, scalpel in hand, expertly sliced through the blood-soaked tissue surrounding the heart, quickly
removing it completely from the girl's chest cavity.

The girl was beautiful, even her heart appeared small and delicate. I
washed this beautiful heart in saline solution. It seemed our estimation was correct; a penetrating wound had pierced her heart.
Connecting this with the stab wound on her left breast, it was clear that the knife, deeply embedded in her left breast, had pierced all the way to her heart
before being pulled out by the murderer. The murderer had so cruelly plunged a sharp knife into
the chest of such a beautiful, weak, and defenseless young woman, piercing her heart and killing her instantly.

Finally, I dissected the girl's body from throat to vulva, carefully examining all her internal organs, including the liver and lungs
, but found nothing abnormal. The examination results were clear: the girl had been raped first
, then stabbed to death to silence her.

My right hand remained calmly manipulating the scalpel throughout, and a strange thought crossed my mind: it
was as if my hand was operating on its own. My anatomical skills couldn't possibly be this good! Could it be that strange
syringe? ...

(End of Prologue)

(Chapter 1) First Impression

"Dr. Long, why aren't you home yet?"

A clear, young girl's voice pulled me from my reverie as I looked at my diary. I quickly closed
the diary and looked up. It was Yin, a nursing intern at the hospital.

Yin was a fourth-year nursing student at medical university, currently interning at our hospital. She was a studious and inquisitive
girl , tall and slender with fair skin and beautiful features. While her breasts weren't particularly large,
she had a slim waist and long legs. Her white nurse's uniform accentuated her graceful figure. In short, she was a
beautiful girl.

"Dr. Long, may I ask you a few medical questions?"

Yin leaned closer, holding a notebook. Looking through the neckline of her uniform, her white bra was faintly
visible , revealing a shallow cleavage. My lower body instinctively hardened.

Just then, my right hand suddenly felt a burning sensation, and then, completely uncontrollably,
it reached for Yin's breast. Before Yin could react, my right hand was already
on her left breast, tightly grasping it. A wonderful feeling of softness mixed with firmness came from my right hand
. I could no longer control my body and hugged Yin tightly.

"Ouch!"

Yin twisted her upper body, trying to escape, but I held onto her breasts tightly. Yin's foot kicked the table, and
the coffee cup tipped over.

"What are you trying to do?"

Seeing the fear filling Yin's clear black eyes, I hesitated for a moment, but a strong lust
immediately took over.

"I, I..."

I didn't answer. My hand was already inside her nurse's uniform, immediately grabbing Yin's firm breasts through her shirt.

"No! Please, don't do this!"

Yin tried to push me away, but her waist was already tightly embraced, rendering her powerless. Moreover, her nurse's
skirt was being lifted higher and higher, completely exposing her thighs.

Yin was pinned down on the desk, struggling desperately.

"Ah!...Let me go..."

The girl turned her face to the side and then wriggled upwards, but this only gave me an opportunity. I changed my position, hugging Yin tightly from
behind , and immediately ripped open her shirt. The buttons quickly popped off, revealing her snow-white bra. My
hand shoved into the bra without hesitation, grabbing Yin's beautiful, firm breasts.

"No! Don't!"

After her breasts were grabbed, Yin twisted her body with all her might. But it was to no avail; instead, the bra
straps , exposing the girl's snow-white breasts. I pinched her two pink nipples
hard, and the girl couldn't help but moan. Her struggle weakened, and I took the opportunity to lift her skirt.

"You can't do this!"

As Yin tried to pull down her skirt, which was already lifted to her thighs, my hand slipped inside her thighs.

"Ah!...There!...No!"

Yin squeezed her thighs together in that instant, but my hand had already pressed against her most important place—
her middle finger, through her panties, was already pressed into her soft hollow.

"Ah...no...ah...no..."

Yin groaned, her whole body trembling as if electrocuted, no longer having the strength to struggle. I pulled up
the hem of Yin's nurse's skirt.

"No...no!"

Yin desperately twisted her head and kicked her legs. At this moment, I was already straddling Yin's waist, unhooking the skirt, pulling
down the zipper, and slightly pulling down the skirt. I immediately grabbed the top of the pantyhose and pulled the skirt up to
her knees . The last thing the struggling girl had left was her white panties.

"Ah..."

I turned Yin's body over, kissing her nipples that were beginning to harden, while my hand slid down her waist and
explored her abdomen. Her waist was so slender that it could be encircled with one hand, and her skin was as smooth as snow. Her navel was particularly alluring. My hand brushed against
a patch of hair and touched a moist crevice. I lowered my head and forcefully spread Yin's thighs apart,
revealing her most private area. The girl's vulva was tightly closed, covered by a soft, flat layer of pubic hair.
The opening was slightly sunken, the gap between them tight and airtight. Her labia were pressed together, pink like two pieces of clam
shell.

"Ah...no...no...ah..."

Yin, completely limp, no longer had the strength to push me away.

I began to touch her labia. My fingers broke through the folds, touching the most sensitive part, and Yin couldn't help but
moan, twisting her body with all her might. I began to focus my fingers on the
small, hardening mound between her labia.

"Ah...no...no..." Yin resisted with her last ounce of strength.

I pressed Yin's body tightly against mine, licking her pert breasts with my tongue while simultaneously playing with her
clitoris with my fingers. Attacking her two most sensitive areas at once caused Yin's body to gradually heat up, an indescribable
tingling sensation spreading throughout her entire lower body. My fingers could feel nectar
slowly seeping from the depths of Yin's petals, something she couldn't control. I boldly parted her petals and inserted my fingers deeper.
Yin instinctively tried to squeeze her thighs together, but this only fueled my desire, and I suddenly thrust my fingers even deeper into her
vagina .

"Ah!" Yin cried softly, her brow furrowing, her toes lifting and trembling slightly.

My fingers, inserted into Yin's vagina, rotated like a stirring rod, and Yin's wet petals involuntarily
gripped .

"Ah...no...no..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yin's legs were already lifted, placed in a very lewd position. There was a pink slit in the center of her inner thigh
, and something was gleaming inside.

"Ah..."

Shame made Yin strain her upper body and legs. But I had already placed her legs on my shoulders, preventing her from exerting any
force.

I rubbed my hard member against Yin's vulva, causing her whole body to tremble, even her labia
to writhe , and her vulva began to secrete more fluid.

Yin knew what I was doing; once that thing entered, she would lose her virginity. But no matter how hard she
resisted, she couldn't stop my thrusting. I thrust forcefully, the head of my penis entering a little, and Yin felt a
sharp pain , involuntarily letting out a scream.

Yin struggled, saying, "No...help...no...don't..."

Seeing that she was still resisting, I simply parted her labia, pressed the head of my penis against the vaginal opening, and thrust with all my
might ...

"Ah!..."

Yin screamed as I forced the head of my penis inside. The head of my penis felt like a large sausage stuck
tightly in the hole, her labia spread open to their limit, as if about to tear open. My penis head was tightly clamped inside
her vagina , the tip enveloped by the flesh, feeling an extremely tingling and pleasurable sensation.

But since most of it was still inside, it wasn't quite satisfying. I pushed forward a little more. The muscles
around Yin's vaginal opening, strained by my glans, weren't as tight as before, and my glans was already against her hymen . With
a forceful thrust, it was completely inside.

Yin trembled and cried out loudly, "It hurts...it hurts..."

I knew my penis had broken through the hymen and was halfway in. Ignoring Yin's cries and struggles, I frantically
thrust .

Yin's newly opened vaginal opening was very tight, requiring a lot of effort to thrust. Moreover, a virgin's vagina is slightly
flat , unlike the full vaginas of women who are used to being wet. I couldn't insert it all the way in; at least a third
of the shaft was still outside. I thrust in and out rapidly, her labia twitching with each stroke, her pink vulva constantly
turning in and out. White fluid mixed with blood gushed out with each thrust, making penetration even
easier. All that could be heard was my panting, Yin's intermittent moans, and the sounds of slapping.

My frenzied thrusting caused Yin to involuntarily groan. Suddenly, Yin's body convulsed...
Her body trembled for a moment, and a gush of fluid gushed from deep within her uterus. With all my might, I thrust my penis
deep Yin's cervix, wishing I could shove my testicles inside. Yin shuddered, and then she climaxed
again, a warm stream drenching my glans. I could no longer hold back, and I pulled Yin tightly, ejaculating a stream of hot semen into her
convulsing uterus.

… …

My right hand slowly emerged from behind me, revealing my most frequently used, long, and incredibly sharp Russian-made
scalpel . I gently pressed it against the nipple of Yin's beautiful, protruding left breast, the tip
causing a slight indentation in the tender white skin.

If Yin survived, I would spend the rest of my life in prison.

Yin looked at me in terror: "No...don't kill me..."

"I won't make you feel too much pain."

A murderous glint flashed in my eyes, and I forcefully plunged the scalpel I had been pressing against Yin's breast into her heart
.

"Oh!..." Yin let out a short, painful groan, her last sound.

The entire fifteen-centimeter blade of the scalpel was embedded in Yin's left breast, piercing diagonally to the right into the girl's young
heart . Yin's warm blood immediately gushed onto my right hand, which was holding the scalpel. The girl's naked body
stiffened as if she were experiencing an orgasm, held for a few seconds, then went limp and stopped breathing.

Just then, footsteps sounded at the door…

(End of Chapter One)

(Chapter Two) Fusion is Immortality

What had I done?

I stared at Yin, who lay silently on the desk. She was dead. My hand still gripped
the scalpel embedded in her chest, like a lifeless statue, my mind blank, standing there
motionless .

The footsteps grew closer. The office door opened, but I remained motionless.

But my right hand moved. It yanked out the scalpel from Yin's chest and
hurled it towards the doorway behind me with lightning speed.

"Ah!" A girl's agonizing scream came from behind me.

The scream seemed to revive me. I turned around and saw a beautiful girl clutching
her chest, her body slumped weakly against the office door.

I rushed over, but the girl was motionless, her head drooping limply against her chest. My
scalpel was deeply embedded between her breasts, piercing her heart; blood had
soaked through her clothes.

I lifted the girl's head and recognized her as Sakura, the receptionist on the second floor of the hospital. She wore light
makeup, and a single, glistening tear clung to her long, beautiful eyelashes, her large, closed eyes. The receptionists at the hospital
directly impacted the hospital's image; they were always handpicked, requiring
exceptional presence). Sakura was no exception. Though she had stopped breathing, she remained breathtakingly beautiful.

A strange thought suddenly occurred to me, and I gently unbuttoned Sakura's clothes. The scalpel had pierced precisely
where the two cups of her bra met at the front, severing the straps. The cups, already soaked with blood, slipped
down , revealing a pair of round and perky breasts. I gently rubbed her two pale pink nipples with one hand,
while removing the rest of her clothing with the other. Sakura's body was still warm and limp, completely at my mercy.

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