【startling】

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Author: Unknown
(Prologue) One-Page Diary
Tuesday, May 1982, Sunny
Today is a memorable day in my life. I actually passed my graduation anatomy exam with the highest score
! You see, my anatomy skills are known throughout the entire medical school to be the worst, and I just injured my right
hand yesterday. Speaking of the hand injury, someone put a syringe in my closet. Last night,
when I got my pajamas before going to bed, I was pricked in the right hand. When I quickly pulled my hand back, some
strange black liquid from the syringe had already injected 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
had recovered as if it had never been injured.
My topic for the anatomy exam this morning was… I lifted the white cloth on the dissection table, 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 awaiting an
autopsy to determine the cause of death. Because of the recent surge in homicides, Taipei's forensic teams were short-staffed, so some bodies
were being sent to our school for examination.
I carefully examined the naked girl on the autopsy table. She was probably just over 20, with shoulder-length hair, big
eyes, and an oval face—quite pretty, a real beauty!
The girl had a great 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 her vulva was clearly visible, and its 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, bloody gash, parallel to her ribs, made by a sharp weapon like a dagger. The wound was angled to the right
towards her heart and was quite deep, likely reaching her heart and 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 a test tube
to check for semen. He then gestured for me to cut open her genitals and lower abdomen.
My right hand remained remarkably 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 with my hands, 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 in 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,
while my right hand 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 caused by a punctured heart.
My right hand, holding the scalpel, skillfully cut through the tissue around the heart in the blood, quickly
removing the girl's heart completely and emptying it from her 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 piercing wound had been made into 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 breast of such a beautiful, weak, and defenseless young girl, piercing her heart and killing her instantly.
I then 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 calmly operated the scalpel throughout, and a strange thought crossed my mind—it was as if my hand
was performing the operation itself. My dissection skills couldn't possibly be that good! Could it be that strange
syringe? ...
(Chapter 1) First Glimpse of Talent
"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 notebook
and looked up. It was Yin, a nursing intern at the hospital.
Yin was a fourth-year nursing student at medical university, interning at our hospital. She was a diligent and inquisitive girl
, tall and slender with fair skin and beautiful features. Her breasts weren't particularly large, but she had a
slender waist and long legs. Her white nurse's uniform accentuated her figure. In short, she was a beautiful
girl.
"Dr. Long, may I ask you a few medical questions?"
Yin took out a notebook and leaned closer. Looking through the neckline of her nurse's uniform, I
could vaguely see her white bra and a shallow cleavage. My lower body instinctively hardened.
Just then, my right hand suddenly felt a burning sensation, and then, completely uncontrollably,
it reached out towards Yin's breasts. Before Yin could react, my right hand was already on her left
breast, tightly gripping it. A strange sensation of softness mixed with firmness surged from my right hand
, and I could no longer control my body, pulling Yin into a tight embrace.
"Ouch!"
Yin twisted her upper body, trying to escape, but I held her breast firmly. Yin's foot kicked the table,
knocking over the coffee cup.
"What are you trying to do?"
Seeing the fear filling Yin's clear black eyes, I hesitated for a moment, but my intense lust prevented me from acting.
It instantly took over my heart.
"I, I..."
I didn't answer. My hand was already inside the nurse's uniform, grabbing Yin's firm breasts from under her shirt.
"No! Please, don't do this!"
Yin tried to push me away, but her waist was already tightly wrapped around me, leaving 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
and hugged Yin tightly from behind, immediately pulling open her shirt. The buttons quickly came undone, revealing her snow-white bra. My
hand shoved into the bra without any hesitation, grabbing Yin's beautiful, firm breasts.
"No! No!"
With her breasts grabbed, Yin twisted her body with all her might. But it was no use; instead, the bra straps snapped
, exposing the girl's snow-white breasts. I pinched her two pink nipples hard, and the girl couldn't help
but moan. Her struggles weakened, and I took the opportunity to lift her skirt.
"You can't do this!"
Yin tried to pull down her skirt, which was already lifted up to her thighs, but my hand had already 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. Through
her panties, my middle finger was already pressing into her soft indentation.
"Ah...no...ah...no..."
Yin moaned, her whole body trembling as if an electric current was passing through her, and she no longer had 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. By this time, I was already straddling Yin's waist, unhooking her skirt, pulling
down the zipper, and slightly pulling down the skirt. Then, I grabbed the top of her pantyhose and pulled the skirt up to her knees in one swift
motion. The girl, struggling, was also pulled down her last remaining white panties.
"Ah..."
I turned Yin over, kissing her hardening nipples while my hand slid down her waist and
explored her abdomen. Her slender waist was barely a hand's breadth away, her skin smooth as snow, and her navel particularly alluring. My hand brushed against
a patch of downy hair, touching a moist crevice. I lowered my head and 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 small 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..."
Completely limp, Yin no longer had the strength to push me away.
I began to touch her labia with my hands. My fingers broke through the folds of her labia, and when I touched the most sensitive part, 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 bit of strength.
I pressed Yin's body tightly against me, licking her pert breasts with my tongue while playing with her
clitoris with my fingers. Attacking the two most sensitive parts of a woman at the same time made Yin's body gradually heat up, and an indescribable tingling
sensation spread 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 stimulated my desire further, and I suddenly inserted my fingers even deeper into her vagina
.
"Ah!" Yin cried softly, her brows furrowing, her toes lifting and trembling slightly.
My fingers, inserted into Yin's vagina, swirled like a stirring rod, causing Yin's moist petals to involuntarily clamp tightly around them
.
"Ah...no...no..."
Before she could finish speaking, I had already lifted Yin's legs, placing her in a very lewd position. At
the center of her inner thighs was a pink slit, something gleaming.
"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 more love juice began to flow from her slit.
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 in her lower body, 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 was inside her vagina, like a large sausage inserted
tightly into the opening, her labia spread open to the extreme, as if about to tear open. My penis head was
tightly clamped in her vagina, the tip enveloped by flesh, feeling a tingling, numb, and extremely comfortable sensation.
But since most of it was still not inside, it wasn't quite satisfying. I thrust forward a little more. The muscles
at the entrance of Yin's vagina, stretched by the head of my penis, no longer contracted as forcefully as before, and my penis head was now against her hymen
. With one more push, it was completely inside.
Yin trembled and cried out loudly, "It hurts...it hurts..."
I knew my penis had broken through her hymen and was halfway inside, so I ignored her cries and struggles and thrust wildly
.
Yin's newly opened vaginal opening was very tight, so thrusting required a lot of effort. Moreover, a virgin's vagina is slightly flat
, unlike the full vaginas of women who are used to being wet, so I couldn't insert it all the way in; at least a third
of the base was still outside. I thrust in and out rapidly, and her labia moved with me, the pink flesh constantly turning in
and out. White vaginal fluid mixed with blood gushed out with each thrust, making it even easier to penetrate.
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, her body convulsed, trembling violently, and a gush of fluid erupted from deep within her womb. With all my might, I thrust my penis deep into
Yin's cervix, as if I wanted to shove my testicles inside. Yin shuddered, and then ejaculated again, a hot
stream splashing onto my glans. I could no longer hold back, and I pulled Yin tightly, ejaculating a stream of hot semen into her
convulsing womb.
...
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 let 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, miserable groan, her last sound.
The 15-centimeter blade of the scalpel was completely submerged in Yin's left breast, piercing diagonally to the right into the girl's young heart
. Yin's warm blood immediately stained my right hand holding the scalpel. The girl's naked body
stiffened as if reaching a climax, held for a few seconds, then went limp and stopped breathing.
Just then, footsteps came from the doorway...
(Chapter Two) Fusion is Immortality
What did I do?
I looked at Yin, lying quietly on the desk, she was dead. My hand was still tightly gripping the
scalpel stuck in her chest, like a lifeless statue, my mind blank, just
standing there blankly.
The footsteps grew closer. The office door was pushed open, but I remained motionless.
Then my right hand moved, yanking out the scalpel that had been embedded in Yin's chest and
hurling 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 wall beside the office door.
I rushed over, but the girl was no longer moving; her head slumped limply against her chest. My
scalpel was deeply embedded between her breasts, piercing her heart; blood had
stained her clothes red.
I lifted the girl's head and recognized her as Sakura, the receptionist and consultant on the second floor of the hospital. She wore light
makeup, and a single, glistening tear clung to her long, beautiful eyelashes above her closed eyes.
The girls responsible for reception and consultation at the hospital are directly related to the hospital's image; they must be handpicked, requiring
girls with superior looks, figure, and temperament. Sakura was no exception. Although she had stopped breathing, she was still breathtakingly beautiful.
I suddenly had a strange thought, and I gently unbuttoned Sakura's clothes. The scalpel had pierced
the connection between the two cups of her bra, 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,
and with the other, I removed the rest of her clothing. Sakura's body was still warm, soft and at my mercy.
My hand traveled down Sakura's slender legs, her rounded knees, and down to her delicate feet. Then it
stroked up her calves, all the way to the top of her thighs, finally reaching Sakura's most mysterious place. I gently stroked
the lush, soft grass on the mound of Venus. Sakura's pubic hair was sparse, fine and delicate, growing gracefully on the upper part of her pink labia majora
.
I parted her thighs and gently pried open her vulva with my fingers, revealing her pink clitoris. To my surprise,
Sakura's hymen was still intact. I couldn't resist inserting my middle finger into her still warm vagina.
"Beep...beep...beep..."
The
alarm clock rang three times before I reluctantly opened my eyes. My head was throbbing, as if I had
a nightmare all night, but the details were blurry and I couldn't remember them clearly. It seemed like I had killed someone or something.
I rushed to the hospital. Fortunately, the reception desk was empty, and Sakura, who worked there, hadn't come to work yet, so I wouldn't be
late for registration.
There weren't any surgeries today, and the intern nurse, Yin, hadn't come to work either. By the afternoon,
news spread throughout the hospital that intern nurse Yin and receptionist Sakura were missing. It's said that neither of them went home last night,
nor did they go to work today, nor did they contact their families.
I didn't care about such trivial matters, thinking that the two girls were probably just having an affair with their boyfriends
. A day apart wasn't anything to make a fuss about. I drove back to my
apartment after work.
Taipei is incredibly hot this year; being sensitive to the heat, I bought a super-sized refrigerator, big enough to fit a
cow. What can I say, I consider cold drinks essential to my life?
The first thing I did upon opening the door was to grab a cold drink.
Opening the refrigerator, I froze.
Inside lay two snow-white bodies. The corpses of two young girls, with fatal stab wounds to their chests;
the blood flowing from the wounds had frozen into dark red ice, their faces still beautiful.
I recognized them; these two naked young corpses were Yin and Ying, who had gone missing from our hospital.
My usual Russian-made scalpel was still deeply embedded between Ying's beautiful breasts
…
The nightmare's details slowly began to replay.
This wasn't a nightmare.
"I killed them, not you." A strange voice rang out.
There was no one around; the voice seemed to come from inside my body.
"Who are you?"
Before I could even utter a sound, merely thinking this, the strange voice seemed to understand my
thoughts. It simply replied, "Your right hand. Or rather, the parasite in your right hand."
I tried to move my right hand, but it wouldn't move. Then, suddenly, "slap!" I was slapped across the
face.
"Don't believe me? Now you believe me?"
I remembered the strange syringe from medical school years ago. I remembered
my right hand, which I could perform dissections skillfully without my own awareness. I remembered my uncontrollable
right hand in all the surgeries, big and small, I'd performed since becoming a surgeon.
"If you don't kill them, you'll go to jail. I don't want to suffer with you." The strange voice continued, "
I only get pleasure when you get pleasure, and my demands are much greater than yours, so I want you to rape that girl
. As for the second girl, she was just unlucky. What a pity! She's so beautiful." My right hand spoke as
it grabbed and kneaded Sakura's breasts on her corpse.
I gradually understood some things. I had lost my right hand. My right hand had cruelly killed two beautiful
young women. The image of the girl who was raped and murdered during my anatomy exam years ago flashed through my mind,
the deep wound that pierced from her breast all the way to her heart. Was that also my doing?
I still have my left hand.
"I cleaned up the scene of those two girls' murders so thoroughly, leaving no trace, and I even carried their bodies
home for you..." My right hand continued its incessant chatter, forgetting I still had a left hand.
Suddenly, I grabbed my right hand, which was pressed against Sakura's breast, and
slammed it against the exposed blade of the scalpel embedded in her heart.
My unsuspecting right hand was sliced open nearly halfway by the sharp scalpel, trembling in agony.
There was no blood, no flesh, not even bone. Only a black, spongy tissue. This was no longer a
human hand.
As I stared in disbelief, my injured right hand pulled the scalpel from Sakura's heart and
plunged it into my left ribs. It wielded the knife skillfully, just as it had killed Yin and Sakura; the tip pierced
my heart with pinpoint accuracy.
A sharp pain and numbness rapidly spread from my heart throughout my body, and I collapsed helplessly to the sky.
With its last ounce of strength, my right hand pulled the scalpel from my heart, then limply fell to the ground.
A black liquid seeped from the incision, mingling with the blood gushing from my ribs. I was dying, and this
wicked right hand was dying too. I closed my eyes peacefully.
"Fusion is immortality..."
The strange voice uttered these words in my fading consciousness before disappearing.
I didn't have time to ponder the meaning of those words before my consciousness began to blur...
(Chapter Three) The True Demon
Darkness...
darkness...
there seems to be a glimmer of light at the end of the darkness?
Light...
...
I seem to be dreaming.
My consciousness gradually cleared.
But I couldn't move.
This was a strange body, and I didn't know how to move.
It took me several hours to finally understand that this strange body
generated movement through the contraction of protein fiber bundles.
I managed to move a finger on my left hand...
Wait! Why did I call that moving thing "my hand"? What is a hand? ... My
consciousness began to swirl... What am I? Who am I? I am an excellent surgeon.
No! I am? Star Convergence 9 Lifeform! What is Convergence 9? What... what am I?
Three days later. Operating room.
"Dr. Long! You haven't eaten all day, you won't be able to continue." My assistant nurse,
Xiaoxue, worriedly reminded me in a low voice.
"Don't you understand that this kind of surgery must be completed in one go?" I replied simply.
Six hours later, the surgery was finally over. I pretended to be tired and rested in my office. Just so that
my colleagues wouldn't think something was wrong with me.
I had already answered the question from three days ago. Of course I know what I am. I am not
one of those lowly Earth creatures that call themselves "humans," nor am I a filthy? Star Convergence Parasite. I am—their
fusion.
Although I am no different from those things called "humans" in appearance. But? The Star Convergence Lifeform has completely
optimized the structure of Earth life, so...
I grasped a Russian-made scalpel on the table and effortlessly crumpled it into a small lump of scrap steel in my palm.
I am the most powerful life form on this planet.
I rested for a while; it was already 1 a.m. I went downstairs to my car. It was
raining outside, and the view ahead was blurry. I opened the car door to get in when suddenly a slender, fair hand stopped me.
"Excuse me, it's so late and it's raining so hard. Could you please give me a ride?"
The sweet, familiar voice belonged to my assistant, Xiaoxue. Xiaoxue had just graduated from medical school; she was very young, probably only
nineteen. She had short, neat hair and a pretty face; even in our hospital
, where beauties abound, she was undoubtedly a striking young woman. She had changed out of her nurse's uniform and was wearing a short-sleeved
white t-shirt, which clung tightly to her body after being soaked by the rain, appearing semi-transparent. Her bra was faintly
visible, and the two small nipples in the center of the cups were clearly protruding, forming an extremely alluring curve. She wore
a short skirt, which was damp, and the inside of her fair thighs was clearly visible. The faint outline of light blue underwear was visible through
the fabric.
"Oh...come on in!"
"Thank you! Could you please take me to my dorm?" Xue sat down in the seat next to me.
"No problem...please help!"
Xue leaned over and smiled sweetly at me: "Luckily, you're willing to take me home!"
The girl's neckline was directly in my line of sight, and I could see half of her snow-
white mound through the gap between her cleavage and bra. My thoughts immediately became chaotic, my breathing became rapid, and I swerved the steering wheel sharply, the car
made a sharp right turn on the street and came to a stop. The girl was immediately pulled down onto me by the inertia.
This was the first time I'd been so close to a real human girl since we merged. She seemed to possess a
different kind of scent—so fragrant, so alluring. (Was it the scent of a human virgin?) My lower body involuntarily hardened
.
Xue, who was on top of me, sensed something was wrong. My erection was pressing against the center of her beautiful breasts. She
sat up, looking at me anxiously, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing!" I gave a strange smile, but a wicked and terrifying thought had already risen within me
.
Xue shivered involuntarily. "You…"
I didn't answer, but suddenly grabbed Xue's shoulders and slammed her down onto the seat.
The girl screamed, her long, beautiful legs kicking and twisting desperately, but my strength was now
a hundred times that of an ordinary person. How could a weak girl resist? I effortlessly straddled her soft,
flat stomach, gripping her hands tightly, pressing her left hand forward to one side, preventing her from escaping. My right hand forcefully
ripped off her blouse, revealing a white lace bra.
My right hand slipped between her bra and cleavage, firmly grasping one of her breasts. The warm,
soft, and elastic sensation felt like a powerful suction, drawing my hand to her tender breast
.
"No…don't do this!" Xue's scream turned into a plea.
My right hand grabbed the bra's central clasp and yanked it down forcefully, revealing Xue's beautiful, full breasts
. Two red dots on the snow-white mounds resembled ripe cherries. I bent down and gently took
her left breast into my mouth.
"Ah…no…don't!" Tears welled in Xue's eyes.
I ignored her, slowly circling her areola with my tongue, one circle, two circles…
while my right hand vigorously kneaded her right breast. I could clearly feel the nipple in the center of the areola rapidly
hardening, the tip touching my teeth.
Xue's limbs were still struggling, but only weakly. I suckled at her nipples, as if
draining the girl's energy, and Xue's struggles grew weaker.
I released my left hand from hers and slid it down to her genitals, removing her torn skirt. Xue realized
my intention and gripped her half-wet panties tightly, trying to hold onto the last line of defense. But
she was wrong. I didn't remove her panties; instead, I used the strength of her hands to grab
the sides of her light blue panties and pulled them upwards even harder.
"Ah...ah..." The sudden pleasure made Xue moan, unable to speak clearly.
The girl's fine pubic hair and pink vulva peeked out from the crotch of her panties, the stretched
panties sinking deep into her slightly protruding vulva, her pink labia tightly gripping the light blue fabric.
Xue's whole body trembled as if electrified, a tingling sensation washing over her, and she could no longer muster any strength. The panties, already soaked with Xue's
secretions, were now semi-transparent, revealing the pink organs inside the girl's genitals clearly
.
"Ah...ah..." Xue groaned loudly.
My hands didn't stop; I gripped her panties tightly, rubbing her vulva back and forth
. The girl's clear secretions had gathered into a small river,
slowly flowing from her vagina. The girl couldn't take it anymore; her snow-white legs kicked restlessly, and her hips began
to twist wildly from side to side.
"No...don't...ah...ah..."
Xue's whole body began to twist wildly, but she couldn't shake off the itching discomfort and desire. She groaned louder
, her small hands grabbing unconsciously; without support, she couldn't bear it.
"Ah...ah..."
A thicker secretion gushed from her vagina, and Xue's body stiffened, convulsing
as she released her first orgasm.
Xue collapsed, powerless. I finally stopped, parted her fair thighs, and gently pried
open her labia with both hands. A thick blue thread was stuck between her labia minora—it was her
panties, which I had stretched out of shape. I removed them, revealing the girl's engorged clitoris and pink hymen.
I sat up, took off my own pants, and aimed my glans at the crevice between Xue's legs, slowly inserting it
. Because it was already covered in her sticky, slippery secretions, I easily inserted the glans.
Xue gasped, thinking I was going to enter gently, but instead, I thrust hard, inserting my entire thick penis
, piercing the girl's hymen and going all the way in.
"Ah~!" Xue screamed in pain, the unexpected and sudden pain causing tears to stream down her face.
A wave of pleasure surged from the tip of my penis, a very comfortable feeling. My penis also became hot. I pulled out halfway,
then thrust in forcefully again, in and out, in and out, my penis already stained with the girl's first blood.
The more I thrust, the more excited I became, and Xue's body swayed involuntarily with each stroke.
"Ah...ah...um...um...ah..."
My speed increased, and Xue's moans grew louder.
"Ah!" Xue reached her peak again, hot vaginal fluid gushing from her uterus like a tidal wave. I
felt a surge of heat in my glans, my whole body trembled, and I couldn't help but ejaculate into her uterus.
But she wouldn't get pregnant, never.
Because a murderous glint flashed in my eyes during my orgasm.
I clenched my right fist and slowly raised it.
I wouldn't let her live.
"Thump!"
My right fist suddenly struck hard between Xue's bare breasts. The midpoint of the line connecting a young woman's nipples
is a vital acupoint directly opposite the heart—the Tanzhong point. The protruding knuckle of my right fist powerfully struck
this crucial spot deep within the girl's cleavage.
The force of that punch was enough to shatter a thick blue brick.
"Ah!..."
Xue only managed to let out a short scream, and at the same time, the sound of her sternum cracking could be heard.
The immense force shattered the girl's sternum, and also destroyed her heart, along with her lungs and other internal organs.
It shattered.
Still immersed in the afterglow of her climax, the girl didn't even have time to utter a complete scream before blood mixed with fragments of internal organs
overflowed her throat and spilled from her mouth.
The girl opened her beautiful eyes wide in disbelief, her bare legs twitching and
straightening with difficulty before finally collapsing limply.
My penis, however, remained firmly inserted in Xue's vagina, feeling
the painful spasms deep within her body as her soul ascended to heaven, like the spasms of orgasm.
The bloodthirsty nature of extraterrestrial life had made me a true demon.
I looked up at Xue, now lifeless, her cheeks still flushed with the red of orgasm, her virgin blood
staining the inside of her snow-white thighs. I sighed and gently closed her lifeless
eyes. Just as I was about to push her out of the car, it suddenly occurred to me… um… if the police found the body, they would
file for murder, and as Xue's colleague, I would certainly be implicated.
How can I completely dispose of the girl's body without leaving a trace? The bodies of Sakura and In are still frozen in the house
!
How should I dispose of them?

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