It's all the sperm's fault.

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When I entered high school, a senior pursued me actively, and we began our first love. After more than six months of passionate romance, he took things further. On Valentine's Day, I succumbed to his sweet words and gave him my virginity. Overwhelmed by the wonderful atmosphere, I forgot to use protection, and he had sex without a condom. Oh no! It was also his first time. Although he withdrew, in the midst of his inexperience and the passion of our first encounter, he unknowingly left a few drops of semen inside me, and that night I became pregnant!

Three months later… it really resulted in pregnancy! With mixed feelings, I consulted with him, and the answer I received was, "Abort the child!" I was heartbroken because this wasn't the answer I wanted. Many young men can't take responsibility in such situations; some even run away, leaving the woman to solve the problem alone. However, underage abortions require parental consent before a doctor will perform the procedure. I didn't want my parents to know about the pregnancy, so I sought help from classmates. After inquiring around, I learned of a clandestine doctor who privately performed abortions for minors, so I called to schedule an appointment.

On Saturday morning, dressed simply, wearing a hat, sunglasses, and a mask, I went to the secret clinic my classmate had mentioned. The place was a bit out of the way; there was no sign, I just followed the address, and walked in with a heavy heart. The interior was rudimentary, like an early clinic; and it was deserted, with no patients. My anxiety grew as I stood before the counter.

"Is anyone here?" I called out weakly and tremblingly.

A door behind the counter opened.

"You're here, right on time. Come in from the second room in the corridor." The person who appeared didn't ask anything upon seeing me, seemingly knowing my purpose.

I went into the second room, which was the operating room, filled with the strong smell of medicine and medical equipment…

"Here, go change into this behind the curtain; then lie down on the delivery table; oh, and take off your underwear too." A middle-aged doctor, slightly balding, wearing a doctor's coat, said.

I followed the instructions. As I lay on the delivery table, a wave of sorrow washed over me! My own ignorance and meeting the wrong person led to this situation, forcing me to abort my first child. My eyes welled up with tears!

The doctor held up a syringe and said, "This is an anesthetic; it will give you general anesthesia."

"I need general anesthesia?"

"Of course."

"How long will the surgery take? And how long will it take for me to wake up?" I asked anxiously.

"It varies; everyone's physical condition is different."

"But no one came with me, and I'm unconscious..."

"Don't worry, everything will be resolved when you wake up. Don't think too much." The doctor noticed my anxiety and comforted me.

Actually, I didn't know anything about the abortion process and could only blindly believe the doctor. Shortly after the anesthetic injection, I lost consciousness. I don't

know how much time passed... but I gradually regained consciousness. With my eyes half-open, I saw a large face very close to me, and I was a little scared! But amidst the shock, I found that I couldn't move my body; I couldn't make a sound; even my eyeballs couldn't move. It felt like my body didn't belong to me.

The doctor waved his palm in front of my eyes and said, "Can you see it?"

"I can see it! But I can't move; I can't make a sound!" I cried out anxiously in my heart.

"It should be okay now, but why are your eyes half-open? I thought the anesthesia failed!"

The doctor started to unbutton my surgical gown, exposing my body to him. He revealed a lewd expression and grabbed my breasts, kneading them.
"No! You can't do this, please..." I cried out in my heart.

The doctor played with my tender breasts, praising, "A young girl's body is so delicate, and your breasts are just the right size. Just looking at them makes my mouth water!"

At this moment, I tried my best to resist, but I couldn't control my body and could only feel anxious!

My breasts were being kneaded and sucked at the same time, and his tongue circled around my areolas, occasionally teasing my nipples. This kind of skillful caress was something I had never felt before in my sexual experience. Although I couldn't move or make a sound, I could still hear and touch. Waves of tingling sensations kept coming, and I couldn't help but groan in my heart... After

he finished stroking my upper body... The doctor walked between my spread legs, looked at my genitals, and said, "It's all thanks to you ignorant girls who don't protect yourselves that I have the chance to enjoy such a beautiful body, ha..."

Hearing this, I thought to myself, "I've already walked into the lion's den!"

The doctor pulled up a chair and sat between my legs, lowering his face close to my genitals. Because I wasn't lying flat, but rather diagonally on the delivery table, I could vaguely sense what was happening to my lower body.

The doctor first smelled my genitals. "What a wonderful fresh smell, unlike those mature women, who all have a fishy, pungent smell because of gynecological diseases," he praised.

Then, I felt my genitals being licked, his tongue wriggling on my labia and clitoris. This was the first time my genitals had been licked, and it felt strangely comfortable; however, the filth and ugliness of my genitals filled me with shame.

The sounds of licking echoed in the operating room...

"No—no—" I cried out helplessly in my heart.

A short, thick tongue darted in and out of the vaginal opening; I could feel the vagina constantly accumulating secretions. But the licking didn't stop there; the tongue moved to the anus, sweeping back and forth, while the clitoris was relentlessly teased by fingers. A mixture of pleasure, numbness, and itchiness made me want to twist my waist, but I couldn't move!

"Pervert! Stop this, it's disgusting!" I cried out in my mind, hoping it would stop.

After a while… he finally stopped, and I breathed a sigh of relief! Then the doctor went to get some things: a large basin and a slightly larger needle-free syringe (containing an unknown liquid). While I was still wondering what he was going to do, my anus was suddenly invaded by a foreign object! Then a large amount of cold liquid gushed in. Because I couldn't contract my anus to hold it in, the injected liquid was immediately expelled when the foreign object was removed, feeling like I was defecating. At that moment, I realized it was an enema! The stench of excrement filled the operating room. The doctor repeated this several times before stopping.

The doctor put down the syringe, picked up the basin, and said, "Finally, the beautiful girl's feces are cleaned up. Luckily

, it wasn't much." I never imagined I would defecate in front of a strange man; and my feces were even scrutinized! I was instantly filled with shame.

"A young girl like you, who has been impregnated, probably still has an intact anus. Let me take your anus's first time."

He began to undress, put on a condom, and then turned me over onto the delivery table, smearing a large amount of cool, sticky fluid on my anus; then, my buttocks were spread open, and my anus was invaded by a foreign object again!

"I don't want anal sex, it hurts! It's dirty, it's disgusting, stop!" I cried out in my heart in agony.

The first time I felt my narrow anus being forcibly opened and penetrated by a penis, it felt like it was about to be torn apart, and the burning pain from the thrusting gradually intensified! I could only passively experience the pain again and again!

The doctor stopped after more than ten minutes. "Phew—that felt good. Stop for a moment or I'll ejaculate, and I don't want to ejaculate so soon." He said, hands on his hips, panting.

After resting, he turned me over onto my back and removed the condom. I saw a thin strand of liquid come out when he pulled the condom off his penis; it was probably secretions from anal penetration. Then his attention shifted to my genitals, this time inserting his fingers into my vagina. Although my boyfriend had done this before, I didn't like to constantly stop him. Now, the doctor's fingers were probing in my vagina without restraint, and I couldn't stop him anymore.

"Someone save me..."

The doctor was digging and probing vigorously, making me extremely uncomfortable. My vagina began to change; my entire genital area swelled and became hot, and soon a stream of urine gushed out.

"Ha—you're wet! What a fun woman," the doctor said, satisfied and happy.

After playing with me for a while... he had rested enough, lifted his penis, and with a thrust, plunged it into my vagina. Because there was already a lot of lubrication inside, his penis entered easily without resistance.

"Oh—although you're not a virgin anymore; it's very tight, lubricated, and warm, a truly rare and wonderful hole," the doctor exclaimed comfortably.

"Why did I have to encounter something so hurtful to a woman? Having had four sexual experiences, I never imagined I'd be sexually assaulted here!" I thought painfully.

The doctor thrust his lower body against my genitals, the sound of flesh hitting flesh echoing—each movement making my body sway. I clearly felt the penis of the second man in my life entering and exiting my vagina, the friction against the vaginal walls producing a sizzling sound. He reached out and kneaded my breasts, unlike the skillful caresses before, instead roughly kneading dough, waves of pain washing over me. As I passively experienced all this, his other hand gripped my jaw, forcefully opening my mouth, then he leaned down to kiss my lips; he even inserted his tongue, swirling it around in my mouth. A wave of nausea washed over me! Not only did he have bad breath, but his saliva was also dripping into my mouth! His aroused breath kept blowing on my face, and while I was being kissed indiscriminately, he continued to knead my breasts and thrust in and out. A moment later… he got up and began to thrust violently. I knew what this meant.

All I could do was scream in my heart, "Don't ejaculate inside, don't ejaculate inside..."

I wasn't worried about getting pregnant again; I didn't want to be defiled by the semen of this perverted middle-aged man. But my silent plea was impossible to fulfill. The doctor ejaculated several times inside me, then collapsed onto me, limp. Tears seemed to stream down my face, and my mind went blank for a while… I thought it was all over. Then the phone rang…

"How's it going? Have you contacted everyone? Bring them over."

Hearing this conversation, I started to feel uneasy again, thinking, "What does this mean? Could it be…?"

After finishing the call, the doctor began to clean my body with water, from my face, body, genitals, and anus. After washing, he used disinfectant to wipe my genitals, anus, and breasts. I looked at this pervert, wondering what terrible things he was going to do to me next.

About half an hour later, some people entered the operating room; they were all men. When I saw this, I already knew what was going on; and I was filled with despair!

"Come closer and inspect the goods. If you're satisfied, you can stay; if not, you can leave," the doctor gestured and called to the group of men.

After they approached, I counted—there were five men in total, excluding the doctor. They peered at various parts of my body, whispering in a language I couldn't understand. However, judging from their appearance and accents, I roughly knew they were foreign workers from Southeast Asia.

The doctor handed them a sheet of paper with a protective sleeve, saying, "Those who want to stay, take a look at this price list."

I glanced at it briefly, but I couldn't understand the writing, only the numbers.

One of the foreign workers spoke Chinese; he explained the doctor's words to the other workers. After a brief discussion, one of the foreign workers gave the doctor some money, which the doctor accepted with satisfaction. He then directed the man to come to me. The medium-sized foreign worker stood between my legs, took off his pants, and the doctor gave him a condom to put on. After putting it on, he immediately inserted it into my vagina and began thrusting.

"Waaah—this perverted doctor is using my body to make money! God! Please save me! I don't want to be treated like a prostitute!" My heart was bleeding, and I cried out in pain.

The doctor's semen was still inside my vagina as lubricant, making the foreign worker's thrusting smooth. I saw he looked quite comfortable. Other men sat around the operating room, enjoying the sexual assault of the underage girl. The foreign worker's actions on me weren't too strenuous; he'd occasionally grab my breasts, and he was done in no time.

The doctor came over with disinfectant, wiped my genitals, and asked, "Next?"

A foreign worker came over, took out money, and gave it to the doctor, handing him a condom with one hand. The slightly overweight foreign worker did similar things to the previous one, finishing quickly as well. The doctor disinfected again, and a burly foreign worker followed, taking out money and waiting for the doctor to collect it. I noticed this time the money was more than the previous two. The doctor grinned, took the money, and left. The foreign worker quickly pulled down his pants, grabbed his penis, and thrust in forcefully. I could feel his urgent need to release his emotions; his penis was the largest I had ever experienced!

"Wait! Why aren't you wearing a condom? Did he pay you more so you don't need one?" I only realized this after a few thrusts.

He was thrusting violently and wildly, sucking and pinching my breasts, making me extremely uncomfortable. After a long time, his penis penetrated deep inside me, his lower body trembling and pressed tightly against my vulva; streams of semen shot out. I couldn't react; I could only silently endure being defiled by the semen of a third man. Each powerful wave of semen shot directly onto my cervix; then, a warm flow filled my vagina. Although it was sexual assault, experiencing this strange feeling for the first time filled me with shame. The foreign worker left my body satisfied.

When the doctor came to clean up, he said, "Wow! You really ejaculated so much!"

This time the doctor cleaned for a longer time; he even used a speculum to open my vagina and poured in an unknown liquid to wash it. Then he collected money from another foreign worker. Before this foreign worker even took off his pants, I could tell he was sexually aroused. He entered me without a condom, just as roughly, and just as fondled my breasts. However, this muscular foreign worker had great stamina; he continued thrusting for a long time before ejaculating. While I was still dizzy and disoriented, he climbed onto the delivery table, aimed his penis at my face, and ejaculated. During the facial ejaculation, I could hear him moaning with pleasure—

"Ah—no, it's disgusting, take it away!" The sudden action gave me no chance to turn my head and dodge, leaving the semen to splatter on my face. It was

the first time I'd been ejaculated on the face; the warm, sticky semen slid down my face; the fishy smell filled my nostrils. Because my eyes were half-open, a few drops of semen got inside, causing a stinging sensation in my eyes. My watery eyes blurred my vision, and I was so uncomfortable I didn't know what to do!

After the fourth man finished, they talked for a bit and then left the operating room, leaving only the doctor and the foreign worker who spoke Chinese.

"Doctor, what about mine?" the foreign worker asked.

"Don't worry, as long as you cooperate with me, you'll definitely get what you're owed."

"Definitely, definitely. Can I have some fun for free?"

The doctor glanced at me and said, "Okay, those guys were too gentle anyway. If you want to have fun, be rough; it'd be best if you could make her bleed; make that one miscarry so I don't have to do surgery later, understand?"

"Yes, I'll make sure she miscarries."

"And don't play for too long, it'll be bad if she wakes up." The doctor said as he walked out of the operating room.

These conversations sounded like needles to my ears. "Is this retribution for killing my own child?" I thought regretfully.

While I was still in pain, the foreign worker had already stripped naked, climbed onto the delivery table, and rubbed his penis against my face. He would occasionally slap my face with his penis, and the semen left on my face would waft up with the movement of his penis, creating a foul stench that I had to inhale.

I cried out in pain, "Ugh—take it away, it stinks!"

After humiliating me with his penis for a while, he began to rub it in front of my eyes. The time he had played with my face had caused him to secrete a lot of sticky fluid, making a sizzling sound as he rubbed it. The stinging sensation in my eyes had lessened a lot now; but my vision was still a little blurry from the tears and semen. I could vaguely see a lot of white foam on the penis that was being rubbed, and I also noticed that his genitals were very large, especially the glans, which was particularly prominent and disproportionate to the rest of the shaft. The penis was already quite thick, but the glans was even wider.

"How can it be so big? It'll hurt so much if it touches me!" Seeing this huge thing

sent chills down my spine. While I was still afraid that something terrible would happen, the foreign worker cried out and groaned—the penis in front of me moved closer and closer. Through my blurry vision, I saw a powerful stream of semen gushing from the small hole on the glans and hitting my face. First, it shot onto my forehead, then between my eyebrows, the tip of my nose, and a wave even shot directly into my right eyeball; the force squeezed my eyeball, and it hurt! Next came my philtrum, my lips, and then both cheeks, and I felt like my entire face was covered in semen. The uncomfortable stinging sensation happened in my eyeball again! I could even smell the semen on my philtrum in my nostrils, and a little semen flowed down into my slightly parted lips, filling my mouth with a salty and fishy taste. I didn't know how much he shot; I only felt that my face was warm, slippery, and heavy. He pried open my mouth and slowly pushed his penis, covered in disgusting mucus, inside. An even stronger, pungent stench filled my mouth and then down my throat; every breath I took was thick with the stench, making me dizzy.

After he ejaculated, he jumped off the delivery table, and I knew it was another ordeal. He roughly inserted a speculum into my vagina; the coldness and force sent a chill down my spine! My vagina was stretched open even wider than when the doctor had used it, feeling like it was being torn apart. Like the doctor, he poured some unknown liquid into my vagina, then pulled out a hose and inserted it into my stretched vagina, flushing it with boiling water. The cold water made me tremble! After a while… he removed the tools and started toying with my vagina with his fingers. From two fingers, three fingers, and finally, he even tried to insert his entire hand! But my tight vagina wouldn't open.

"Ah—stop it, it hurts! Please stop!" I screamed inwardly.

"Damn it! I can't get it in. Oh well, if I loosen her up later, it won't be as enjoyable," he said, giving up.

He then adjusted the height of the delivery table. I was half-lying down before, but now it felt like I was sitting.

He raised his hard penis and brought it close to my vulva, rubbing the glans against my labia and clitoris, then said, "This girl is amazing, pure and cute, with a fair and sexy figure. Looking at her sparse pubic hair and pink vulva, she must have been an innocent girl before today, but unfortunately, she's already tainted."

These words pierced my heart! My body, as he said, was already a ruined flower.

After he finished speaking, he began to push his penis in. My narrow vagina began to accept this big thing, but it was repeatedly blocked.

"No, it's too big, please be gentle!" I no longer hoped to be let go, I just hoped to suffer less.

He impatiently began to force it in! He forcefully shoved his thick, long penis inside. The vaginal walls were stretched open again and again by the wide glans; finally, the cervix was touched by the glans for the first time, and it felt terrible because it hurt! At the same time, I was deeply impressed by his astonishing length. After my entire vagina was conquered, my legs were lifted high, and he knelt on the delivery table, hanging my legs on his shoulders, supporting my buttocks with his hands, and began to thrust rhythmically. My body swayed up and down with the impact; causing my head to droop, and what came into view was my breasts heaving, and my lower body connected to the penis that was not yet fully inserted. I looked at my body being sexually assaulted by the dark and ugly foreign laborer, and I felt regret and heartache! The thrusting began to quicken and hit harder, my body swayed more violently, and my buttocks were kept raised so that the penis could penetrate deeper inside.

"It's too deep, it's already touching, it hurts!" Every thrust hit the cervix, and the pain made me uncomfortable.

The operating room began to echo with slapping sounds again—he brutally fucked me for more than ten minutes before stopping. The pain from my cervix almost made me faint.

He withdrew his penis, spread my labia, and examined me closely, saying, "You were really rough just now, why aren't you bleeding yet?"

Then, I was lifted off the delivery table and placed on the ground, my legs forcefully spread wide and pressed to the ground, my entire vulva exposed upwards. He straddled me, aimed at my vaginal opening, and thrust hard, his penis, with slight resistance, ramming straight into my cervix again, this time with even greater force. Following the doctor's instructions, he mercilessly used brutal intercourse, intending to cause me to abort.

"Ugh—no more, it really hurts! I don't want an abortion, Daddy, Mommy, save me!" I cried out in my heart, begging for mercy because of the unbearable pain.

However, the sexual assault continued, each deep thrust excruciating! Not long after, I really fainted...

Then, because my body was violently shaken! When I regained consciousness, I was already on the delivery table. The foreign worker continued to sexually assault me, grabbing my breasts with one hand and holding my neck with the other to prevent my head from tilting. My gaze was inevitably fixed on him. As the speed of his thrusts increased, his breath became stronger, his breath constantly blowing on my face. He thrust into me relentlessly, his eyes fixed on my face; then, with a long groan… he pressed his trembling penis against my genitals, his penis pressing against my cervix, and began to ejaculate a large amount of hot semen. Perhaps I was already numb from the pain, because the pressure on my cervix wasn't so painful anymore. Instead, the pushing and squeezing from the ejaculated semen felt like a massage, a soothing, numb, and warm sensation spreading through me. Because the foreign worker's penis was already very large, and with the large amount of hot semen continuously filling the depths of my body, my entire vagina felt even hotter and more swollen.

The foreign worker wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "Phew—that felt good. If I don't wake up, we can do it again tomorrow."

He pulled his penis out of my body, glanced at my genitals, and then climbed back onto the delivery table, bringing his penis close to my face. When I saw that his penis was covered in reddish mucus, a wave of grief washed over me!

"How did he treat me while I was unconscious? The baby must have been lost! Waaah… I'm so sorry, I didn't protect you properly, and you were killed in such a horrible way." I cried inwardly as I thought this.

The foreign worker smeared his penis on my face; the stench was foul, mixed with the smell of blood, so nauseating and complex that I wanted to run away. But then my gaze fell on his face.

I felt heartbroken and desperate, thinking, "Why? A vibrant young girl like me is defiled by such a low-class, filthy, and ugly man."

After he finished, he washed himself and left the operating room. Not long after, he and the doctor returned.

The doctor put on surgical gloves, picked up a speculum, and inserted it into her vagina to begin the examination. "It should be fine," he said. "You're really ruthless! You've got her in this state."

"Hey—I was just doing what you said, besides, such a top-quality woman is a rare find!" the foreign worker said proudly.

The doctor stood up, took off his gloves, and said, "Quickly clean her body thoroughly; then pack your things, and take her to the ward." Then the doctor walked towards the door.

"Don't worry, I'll handle the aftermath properly."

The foreign worker started washing my body with water, rinsing away the semen and blood stains, and then drying me with a cloth; however, the filth in my mouth, eyes, and vagina was still there. He didn't care whether I was clean or not; he was only focused on playing with my body again.

Lying on the hospital bed with my uncleaned body, I stared at the ceiling, thinking, "So dirty, so dirty, so dirty..."

I remained conscious until I could move. Dragging my aching and weak body, I quickly escaped this terrifying place when they weren't looking. When I got home and saw my parents, I immediately burst into tears. The truth came out; my parents called the police, and the sexual assault perpetrators were arrested. The incident made the news, and the irresponsible senior was condemned. My mother took me to the hospital for a full physical examination. Because I had been assaulted by a wicked doctor before, I was afraid to see a male doctor, so we finally found a female doctor to complete the examination. Fortunately, I didn't have any dirty germs. Afterwards, my mother helped me take a leave of absence from school so I could stay home and recuperate and receive psychological treatment. This horrific incident caused me immense psychological trauma. I also asked the doctor why I remained conscious after anesthesia. It turns out this condition is called "anesthesia-induced consciousness," which occurs when the dosage of medication is not properly controlled or due to other reasons. The patient remains conscious during surgery, but because their body is anesthetized, they cannot perceive their own condition. Currently, there is insufficient information available to detect this condition, forcing patients to be aware of their surgical procedures.

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