[Love and Food] (13: Night Shift Ward)

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When working the night shift, chatting and laughing with a few nurses wasn't too unbearable, especially
since there were now two energetic young men in A-Yu's duty room who would come to
"talk" to this older sister every few days.
"Dummy, I'm going to the restroom," A-Yu said, putting down his newspaper and
addressing the nurse who was playing with a Rubik's Cube. The nurse's surname was Li, and she was a bit naive and cute. Because her breasts were adorably pear-shaped, the
unscrupulous older nurses called her "Dummy," and after several unsuccessful protests, Nurse Li accepted the
nickname.
"Hey, sister, let's go together." Dai Li affectionately took A Yu's arm. These eighteen or nineteen-year-old nurses
naturally clung to the approachable A Yu, and even A Yu herself didn't know how she
possessed such an attractive beauty.
"Because A Yu, you're a great beauty," her best friend Su Yu said, kissing her nipple in a cute, nursing manner.
Heaven knows what happened, but the toilets on their floor had been under repair since last week. No one knew
which foolish relative of the hospital director had contracted the repairman, but after a week, it still wasn't fixed. The
two sisters had to go downstairs to use the restroom.
Downstairs were the general surgery wards, with a toilet at each end, one on the east and one on the west. The difference was that the one on the east was larger
, and the one on the west was smaller, but both were unisex.
During the day, with patients and their families coming and going, the nurses were shy and reluctant to go, fearing that
strangers would see too much of their privacy. But at night, they were timid, afraid that some terrifying rumors would befall them
. Although A-Yu repeatedly told them that it was all nonsense, it couldn't dispel the so-called
top ten rumors in the ward.
"I really can't do anything with you guys." A-Yu casually unbuttoned her white coat, and with her knee-length skirt
tucked into her waistband, she took the plastic catheter from Dai-Li's hand and skillfully inserted the tip into her
urethra with her eyes closed. Then, she held the tube with one hand and "released water" into the toilet bowl, turning to look at Dai-Li: "What are you still standing there
for?"
Dai-Li shyly unbuttoned the hem of her nurse's uniform, preparing to squat down to relieve herself. Ayu called out
to her, "Hey...aren't you using this?"
"I...I'm not used to using this," Daili explained, blushing. Luckily, Ayu was always understanding:
"Oh, then make yourself at home."
Daili squatted inside, while Ayu hummed a little tune in front of the mirror by the sink. Suddenly, she seemed to hear something
. "Hey, Daili, did you hear something?"
"Huh?" Daili tensed up, and the muscles in her urethra involuntarily contracted,
abruptly stopping the high-speed stream of urine. "I didn't hear anything."
"Did I hear wrong?" Ayu murmured to herself. She unbuttoned one of the top buttons, adjusted her bra
a little, revealing her deep cleavage, and suddenly smiled sweetly, feeling absolutely beautiful.
But the sound she had just heard seemed to come again.
"Huh? That's strange." A-Yu turned her head and saw Dai-Li standing up. "You really
didn't hear anything?"
Dai-Li shook her head in confusion. "Really, no, sister."
A-Yu listened for a while. "Come here, it seems to be coming from that ward over there."
Dai-Li timidly took A-Yu's arm, and the two beauties cautiously
walked towards the ward where the sound might be coming from.
Indeed, when they reached the corridor, A-Yu was convinced she heard a sound—a woman's soft moans and
a man's heavy breathing, but both seemed to be suppressing their emotions, so they weren't particularly noticeable.
"Maybe someone's just watching midnight TV." Dai-Li tightly gripped A-Yu's arm, trying to pull her
back upstairs. But A-Yu was naturally a cat; she couldn't be considered a gossip without investigating.
Following the groans, the two sisters arrived at the door of a slightly ajar single-room hospital room.
Peeking through the crack, they saw a scene of unbridled beauty inside.
Indistinctly, they could see a young man with bandaged legs leaning against the bed, and
two half-naked women standing prettily at his bedside—both wearing only stockings, their narrow, sexy panties
more alluring than if they were completely naked. The two women, their breasts prominently displayed, revealed their uniquely full figures, causing even A-Yu, who was
peeping from the doorway, to swallow hard.
The more voluptuous woman on the left suddenly leaned closer to the other, rather aloof
beauty. Their breasts were close together, their nipples touching—Ah Yu, watching from outside the door, could see it all clearly
. Their nipples collided and rubbed against each other, their trembling, snow-white flesh
shimmering under the light. Watching their lewd performance, Ah Yu felt his own nipples harden,
almost painfully!
The erotic scene in the ward continued; two delicate beauties kissed: the one on the left, with flowing hair,
passionately and actively embraced the ice queen, her soft hands barely covering her own breasts
, yet endlessly caressing the ice queen's snowy peaks.
Ah Yu, watching from the doorway, felt his mouth dry and instinctively reached his hand into the half-open
uniform of the nurse beside him, Dai Li, to pinch her smooth, white breasts. Although it was summer
, the night had fallen, and in this eerie hospital, the touch of Sister A-Yu's hand caused Dai-Li,
though still looking adorably dazed, to have her two delicate nipples erect. Under A-Yu's gentle
kneading, the small nipples shrank into a ball, even the areolas tensed, causing the nurse to unconsciously let out a soft "Ah...
"
The door was suddenly pulled open from the inside, A-Yu's hand still inside Dai-Li's bosom, not yet pulled
out. The two beautiful women in white, facing the smiling, malicious Dr. Fang at the door, blushed deeply.
"Dr. Ayu, what a lively scene!" Fang Zheng snapped his fingers, signaling Danping and Lü
Qing, who were embracing and kissing by the bedside, to stop. Ayu awkwardly withdrew his hand from the dazed nurse's chest. Fang Zheng's gaze
lingered on the adorable little nurse for a moment, noticing her small, perky breasts pressing against her nurse's uniform; the two pink nipples through
the semi-transparent fabric were undeniably alluring.
Ayu mustered his courage and shielded the dazed nurse behind him: "Dr. Fang, what brings you to the surgical ward?"
He seemed to have forgotten to introduce himself; Fang Zheng was a renowned breast specialist throughout the province and even the country, specializing in breast health
and acupuncture for lactation. His skilled hands had touched countless young women and married women's breasts. So his presence
in the surgical ward was indeed quite strange.
"Ah, this is a nephew from my family who's in the hospital. I came to see him." Fang Zheng patted the boy
's head on the bed. "And I'm giving him a little treat."
"A treat?" A-Yu looked at the two beauties wearing only stockings and sexy panties with a puzzled expression,
his face flushing red. "Tch...you..."
Fang Zheng smiled. "If you're not busy, Dr. A-Yu, why don't you stay and take a look? Danping, don't just stand there,
someone's watching."
Danping, Dr. Fang's favorite concubine, hugged Lü Qing again and kissed her cherry lips once more. The two stunning beauties
kissed passionately, their snow-white thighs intertwined, making A-Yu feel weak in the knees and unable to stand. Danping wasn't just kissing Lü Qing; her delicate hands were also busy 　　, caressing and kneading Lü Qing's
pert breasts. Then she wrapped her arms around Lü Qing's slender waist, slowly sliding down until, seemingly unintentionally, she pulled Lü Qing's 　　narrow lace panties between her legs. Ayu watched from the side, feeling an immense emptiness between her legs. 　　The hollow metal rod inserted into her vagina rubbed against the tender flesh of her clitoris, and it seemed that the gushing lustful fluids 　　had already soaked through her panties. 　　The young woman was at the most sexually frustrated age, yet a numb metal rod was eternally inserted into her lower body. 　　Her tender vaginal flesh sucked at it, wrapped around it, and her legs intertwined, trying to rub against it. A Yu's face grew increasingly 　　flushed, his eyes fixed on the soft hand hidden among the petals between Lü Qing's legs, unaware that 　　his own hands had already unbuttoned his white coat and pushed up his bra, desperately 　　exposing his pair of full, almost bursting breasts to Fang Zheng's gaze. 　　Over there, the dazed little nurse, bewildered, approached the boy at Dr. Fang Zheng's beckoning. She unbuttoned 　　her nurse's uniform, revealing her pear-shaped breasts. The boy's right hand played with the lovely girl's breasts, 　　his fingers pinching her delicate nipples. He said to his uncle, "Uncle... I want to play with them..." 　　Fang Zheng gestured for Danping to push Lü Qing forward step by step. Lü Qing leaned down towards the boy, his 　　left hand roaming between her breasts. Danping's lips gently pressed against the young woman's sweet lips, 　　the smacking sounds of their lips meeting almost causing A Yu to collapse to the ground. 　　She could no longer stand upright; her nipples were so hard they felt like they were about to burst. The heavy gold chain between her breasts 　　was intensely stimulating her sensitive breasts. But when Fang Zheng's finger touched the red rose in the center of her nipple 　　, she felt an extraordinary sense of relief. 　　"Ah Yu, your breasts are still so perky. They're waiting to be explored." Fang Zheng's fingers gave her breasts an 　　unusual sensation—warmth, fullness, numbness, and an indescribable comfort. No wonder so many beautiful young women 　　and wealthy wives willingly exposed their breasts to him, just hoping this renowned doctor would play with their breasts once. 　　While fondling Ah Yu's breasts, Fang Zheng also instructed his nephew: "Good nephew, ask 　　the older sisters to give you a nipple massage. Which pair of breasts do you like?" 　　"I want this one!" The boy pointed at Lü Qing without hesitation, pinching the beautiful woman's nipple 　　and pulling it into a long strip as he said, "I want to use these breasts." 　　"Good lad, you have good taste." Fang Zheng affectionately patted the boy's head and said to Lü Qing, " 　　What are you dawdling for? Hurry up, don't let the opportunity get too cold." 　　Lü Qing obediently shifted his target, using his delicate hands to release the boy's erection. The mountain of flesh, sandwiching the venomous dragon, 　　rose and fell rhythmically. Although A-Yu couldn't see her beautiful face clearly, he could easily imagine 　　the immense psychological satisfaction this stunning young woman brought to the boy. 　　"Ah...ah...Uncle...I feel so good!" the boy cried out uncontrollably. Fang Zheng closed the door 　　: "It's alright, shout it out, it feels better when you shout it out." 　　As if to cooperate with him, Dan Ping, who had been squatting under the bed and working hard between Lü Qing's legs, also let out 　　a seductive moan. 　　Fang Zheng played with A-Yu's full breasts while whispering in her ear: "The thing I told you last time 　　, your master has agreed. We're just waiting to choose an auspicious day to sign a contract, and you'll be my darling." 　　A-Yu trembled. Although she knew this day would come sooner or later, she didn't expect it to come so soon. 　　Her nipples, stimulated by something inexplicably, unconsciously perked up even higher. Fang Zheng pinched her bright red cherry: "Your face 　　is all red, but your body is quite obedient." 　　A Yu was stunned for a moment before asking softly, "Why me..." 　　"Master likes it." Fang Zheng bit her earlobe: "I've held a grudge 　　for many years because you wouldn't let me defile you. Now I'm finally going to buy you. It'll cost a bit of money, but I'm happy." 　　A Yu let out a pitiful cry and finally couldn't help but shrink under his clutches. Meanwhile, the silly little nurse on the bed 　　had already undressed halfway, and her two delicate pear-shaped breasts were being swallowed and licked by the boy. The little nurse 　　tightly hugged the boy's neck, like a mother cat in heat, weaving unbearable spring songs, holding her 　　snowy breasts, completely intoxicated in the river of desire that seemed to be melting her buds. 　　"Uncle," the boy finally managed to utter two words under the pressure of the pear-shaped object, "I want 　　...more!" 　　Fang Zheng snapped his fingers, and Danping, who had been working silently behind the scenes for a long time, finally 　　got up from under the bed. With a flick of her wrist, she untied the thin strap of her already soaked sexy panties.

With a quick spread of her legs, she straddled the boy.
Danping lifted Lü Qing's body, passionately kissing her cherry lips, while her own pair of long, slender,
jade-like thighs were spread wide, revealing her hidden peony between her legs, which she then
sat upon as the boy's already erect penis was ready to spring into action.
The boy was overwhelmed with pleasure, while Ayu, who was watching, was also gradually succumbing to Fang Zheng's clutches. Unbeknownst
to her, one of her legs was lifted, and her round buttocks were parted by a hot penis. She
arched her back, thrusting her breasts forward, striking the most lewd pose, allowing the shameless doctor Fang to fully
enjoy her beauty.
Danping undulated slightly against the boy's body, her two snowy peaks swaying with her waist, creating white waves and snowy lines. Lü
Qing pressed against her, their chests facing each other, their breasts slapping against each other, creating a rhythmic slapping sound that
seemed even more lewd in the quiet night.
"Danping is quite good, isn't she?" Fang Zheng said while thrusting into A Yu's rear, "Look at her
splits, those legs... tsk tsk... enough to play with all night. Once your formalities are completed, you should
learn from her."
Danping seemed to hear her master's praise, and her movements became even more vigorous. The boy's stabbing dragon thrust in and out of her flower
path, stretching her peony flower to its fullest extent. Fang Zheng slapped A Yu's buttocks:
"Go, join in the fun." A Yu reluctantly went over and kissed Danping and Lü Qing, reaching out
to caress their breasts, while his own nipples were being fondled by other women at the same time.
She suddenly thought of her good friend, wondering if such a noble woman would also have such lewd
moments.
Fang Zheng paused for a moment, then said to his nephew on the bed, "You're really lucky, kid. Four beauties, like plum blossoms, orchids, bamboo, and chrysanthemums,
are serving you. This kind of life is enough to make everyone envious."
The boy blushed, his mouth filled with the tender flesh of the nurse's breast—his mouth was
completely stuffed with the nurse's soft breasts, and he couldn't utter a single word. But Danping, who was moving between his legs, sensitively felt his
penis pressing against her clitoris, and the swollen head seemed to have grown even larger. She couldn't help but whisper, "Master
... young master has ejaculated."
Fang Zheng looked at his nephew with a smile. The boy buried his head in the nurse's arms, somewhat shy, seemingly ashamed to admit
that he was a quick shooter.
After Danping got off him, she handed the battlefield back to Lü Qing, letting her clean up the mess for the boy with her mouth
.
"Alright, can we go back now?" Seeing the commotion was over, A-Yu squeezed
Fang Zheng's still-erect penis inside her. "I have to go to surgery tomorrow."
She hurriedly escaped Fang Zheng's clutches and retreated to her office. She closed her eyes for a short nap,
but her daughter's smiling face kept replaying in her mind, filling her with heartache. Hugging a thin blanket, she tossed and turned,
unable to sleep.
At lunchtime, as if possessed, A-Yu wandered to the back of the canteen to watch how the cooks cleaned
, butchered, dissected, and cooked those fragrant beauties.
She arrived a little late; lunch was already prepared, and they were only cleaning the backyard
. It was too early to cook dinner. Wearing a white robe, A-Yu watched them spray water on the ground, and suddenly couldn't help but wonder
what it would be like if that sharp end of the hose were inserted into her anus.
In a corner of the courtyard, half a woman's flesh lay drying, headless and limbs removed, a bare torso. A young
man was patting coarse salt onto the flesh with a salt shaker, making a slapping sound. Ayu subconsciously licked her lips.
"Dr. Ayu," a familiar cook called out her name, "What brings you here?"
"I...wanted to take a look."
The cook rubbed his hands together. "Ah, you think it's interesting, don't you? This is all good meat. We stewed large
chunks of pork hock for lunch today. Have you eaten?"
"I haven't eaten yet. I wanted to get some fresh air after surgery, so I came over."
"Then eat with us." The cook winked at her. "It's better than what you get outside."
Walking into the kitchen, she could still hear the occasional sound of an axe or cleaver hitting the cutting board. Ayu knew
those were the sounds of apprentices dismembering women's bodies.
Led by the cook, she walked past a row of hanging pork ribs—the glossy sauce and fragrant aroma made
her subconsciously swallow. She reached out and touched the long, thin bones: "Is it ready to eat?"
"It's already braised, ready to eat anytime."
Passing the braising area, the enticing aroma of the braising liquid made A-Yu want to strip naked and jump into the waist-high
pot to be stewed.
Two workers were lifting a whole piece of stewed pork rib from a large pot, brushing it with caramel coloring, and
then roasting it in the oven until golden brown—the perfect finish, A-Yu couldn't help
but think about her future.
There's never been a cook who starves. Even emperors don't necessarily eat as well as them. Just look at these
big-headed, thick-necked cooks, and you'll know where all the money in the internal affairs department goes each month.
"Dinner's ready!" A young worker quickly served the dishes: four cold dishes—cold preserved egg salad, smashed cucumber,
cold sliced pork belly, and braised liver and heart; four hot dishes—stir-fried pork kidneys, sweet and sour pork ribs, spicy
scallion pork fingers, and braised pork rump; a dry pot of offal stew; and a soup—winter melon and preserved pork
rib soup.
Ayu filled a bowl with rice: "I'm going to eat!"
"Eat, eat, come on, eat more, try this." The chef attentively served her food:
"The placenta you made last time was really good, can you make some more recently?"
Nowadays, women's flesh is cheap; pork belly sells for 8 yuan a pound, pork ribs are only 14 yuan, and good quality pork
bones for soup are 10 yuan a pound, plus free lean meat. In the early days of scarcity, thick, oily camel humps (breasts) were a must-
have dish in hotels. Now, many people look at this dish, but few actually eat it.
Placenta is different now; it's only found on pregnant women and new mothers, and only foolish ranchers would kill a chicken for it.
The placenta is sold for a pittance. Therefore, the price of placenta in the market is higher than ten pounds of pork ribs.
However, some unknown traditional Chinese medicine doctor is promoting it as an essential ingredient in some aphrodisiac
, making it even more sought after.
Yet, in one place, placenta is discarded like trash, and no one cares
where it ends up.
Sometimes, Ayu shares some placenta with her friends in exchange for a good meal
.
Back in the duty room, leaning against the pillow, she yawned contentedly.
The copper tube deeply inserted into her vagina between her legs made her somewhat sensitive, but unfortunately, she couldn't achieve orgasm, which was truly torturous.
*Beep beep*. Her phone rang twice. She drowsily took out her phone; it was a message from Suyu: "Several
pictures of plump, fleshy peaks, truly different from every angle, near and far, high and low."
Finally, at the very end, she saw Su Yu's text: "Aren't these meat buns pretty?"
"They're all pretty, but yours is the prettiest," A Yu replied honestly.
Sure enough, she quickly received another message: "A Yu is still the cutest! These are my newest
meat buns, which one do you like? I'll save one for you. I'll make them into cured pork for you in the winter."
Oh, is that so? A Yu perked up and carefully picked one out: "I'll take the ninth one,
the meat bun is round and plump, just like you."
"Hehe, that's mine." "
Will you give me one?"
"If you want one, of course I will."
A Yu couldn't help but smile sweetly, knowing she would give her a big kiss before drifting off into a sweet dream.
That night, just like that day, the lewd scene continued to unfold in the ward downstairs. A Yu couldn't resist the itching in her lower body
and took the initiative to join in the show.
The woman named Lü Qing remained as aloof as ever,
maintaining her elegant beauty even with the semen of three strange men flowing from her vagina. This made A Yu secretly wonder: would Su Yu
be just as noble and dignified even when being gang-raped by a dozen men?
"There seems to be a competition today," the young man said, pinching Dan Ping's breasts, as if remembering something
. Doctor Fang slapped his forehead, "Look at my memory! Today… oh well, it's not too late now. Turn on the TV."
With that, Fang Zheng pulled A Yu to sit down on a chair and pulled two cans of beer from the bedside table, handing
one to his nephew. A-Yu sat on Fang Zheng's lap: "Giving alcohol to a patient... isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
"It's fine, watching a competition means drinking to your heart's content." Fang Zheng unconcernedly opened a beer can, the foam
spraying onto A-Yu's chest. He lowered his head to lick her snow-white neck, and A-Yu instinctively thrust her chest forward,
letting him leave a full tooth mark on her snow-capped peaks before he was satisfied.
"This is just a mark for you. After the transfer of ownership is completed, I'll give you the real treat," Fang Zheng
chuckled in her ear.
Right now, the TV is broadcasting live the hottest large-scale outdoor survival entertainment program: "Women
! The Strongest on Earth."
At first glance, the name of this program seems to promote the strength of women, but that's not the case.
The program's purpose is to carefully select 32 rigorously trained
young women each episode, possessing angelic faces and devilish figures, to fight to the death against one of the most ferocious carnivores on Earth. The only criterion for ending the competition
is: only one woman remains alive. Of course, sometimes the
entire human team is wiped out, and this is not uncommon. For example, in classic
matches like Women vs. Crocodiles, Women vs. Anacondas, and Women vs. Cheetahs, it took two or three rounds before one woman miraculously
survived.
After the opening commercials, the television screen showed today's beast contestants—hungry wolves. According to the organizers
, 32 women would face 12 ravenous wolves. They were already ravenously hungry, their eyes gleaming,
waiting to feast.
As the host announced the sponsors' names, the camera switched to the
women, dressed only in tight shorts and sports bras. They were all well-proportioned and fit, their legs taut and powerful, their exposed
abs revealing hints of muscle, proving they were far from being just pretty faces. But
whether these women, armed only with short sticks, could withstand the wolves' sharp teeth and claws remained a big question mark.
Ayu remembered the previous episode she'd watched, where the women faced off against bison, a rare occurrence for a herbivore
in such a program. Yet, the bison, with its sharp screams, still managed to
pierce the bellies of a string of women.
"It's starting!" the boy excitedly pinched Danping's left breast, while Lü Qing was held in the arms of another patient
in her ward.
According to the rules, the first match was 1v1. The girl who drew the first spot
walked through the corridor amidst cheers from the audience. The cameras followed her rising and falling breasts; even a fool could see she
was undoubtedly the first sacrifice of the day.
The fighting area was about the size of a badminton court. The first match lasted five minutes. When the first
girl stepped out of the corridor, the audience members who had spent a fortune buying tickets online erupted in
cheers.
It might be hard to imagine, but over 70% of the audience were women. They were all bare-
breasted, and every time the camera panned to the audience, a sea of undulating breasts could be seen.
They weren't there just to watch. As female spectators, if they wanted to buy tickets,
they had to sign a betting agreement. She could choose whether the beast or her
sister would win in her chosen match. If she won, she would receive
a beautiful gift from the organizers—a bone carving depicting a woman fighting a beast; the origin of the bone is probably
obvious to everyone.
If she misjudged and lost, she would become the winner's dinner.
Yes, those girls fighting the beast, like the beast, had a diet of eating women alive.
As the side gates at both ends of the arena opened, the cheers reached a fever pitch, and
everyone in the ward held their breath, waiting for the first drop of blood to fall.

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