The Sperm-Sucking Zombie (Part 1 & 2)

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What's wrong with you?" The doctor, engrossed in the patient's file, asked the patient before him.

"I... I feel unwell all over, doctor," Liz said weakly.

Because her voice was soft yet clear and melodious, the doctor unconsciously glanced up at her.

He stared at her for a few seconds, his mind constantly tense from dealing with patients, and the person before him made him feel instantly relaxed.

Liz had striking features, a high nose, alluring yet cold blue eyes, and natural brown-gold hair, possessing a blend of European and Asian features, giving her an overall captivating and noble air.

Noticing Liz's discomfort, the doctor immediately looked away.

He continued, "Is it itchy or swollen?" "

It's very itchy, and a little swollen. Can you take a look?"

The doctor was taken aback for a moment, then pretended to be calm and asked Liz to show him her hand.

Liz gently placed her hand on the table, her smooth, white left hand reflecting a gleam.

The doctor lightly pressed on Liz's wrist, asking if she felt pain. She shook her head. The doctor then pressed upwards, and she shook her head again. The doctor pressed upwards on her arm, and she shook her head again.

The doctor asked where it itched, and she lowered her head slightly, replying that her chest itched. Suppressing a strange surge of emotion, the doctor asked her to remove her dark brown leather jacket.

Her full breasts immediately sprang out, appearing almost bursting due to the tight pink vest. Her breasts were round, smooth, white, and large, and the doctor's left hand involuntarily twitched
.
Liz looked at the doctor, indicating that he could examine her.

The doctor nervously extended his left hand, making a grasping motion, and moved towards her breasts. Once he had located the pulse, he immediately moved his hand to the upper part of her chest.

His fingers touched the upper part of Liz's chest stiffly, and she let out a soft "hmm" from her throat.

"Doctor, you're hurting me a little. Could you come closer and examine me more gently?" She turned her head away and spoke softly.

The doctor tensed up. He walked over to her and gestured for her to lie down on the bed.

Liz got onto the bed, and the doctor noticed she was wearing a loose brown short skirt, revealing two long, slender legs, their color as pure and delicate as fresh milk, almost smelling of milk. Liz's breasts,
due to gravity, appeared even larger and more elastic, inviting touch.

Just as the doctor was about to examine Liz, she asked him to lock the door, fearing embarrassment.

The doctor glanced at the clock and realized it was closing time. There were no patients waiting outside, so he told the nurse to go ahead and turned off the outside light.

The doctor placed his hand on her breast, slowly and gently pressing. Liz pursed her lips, making sensitive sounds, and then told the doctor he could press lower.

The doctor blushed, his hand remaining on her breast, hesitant to proceed. Seeing his nervousness, Liz smiled and took his hand, guiding his palm to her breast through her vest
.

The doctor's hands trembled violently, and his breathing was rapid.

Liz told the doctor that the sensation wasn't obvious and asked him to reach inside her clothes to check. She grasped his hand and gradually squeezed it into the airless space.

The doctor's entire palm gripped her breast, experiencing multiple sensations.

When Liz's gaze shifted to the doctor's crotch, she smiled shyly. The doctor looked down at his groin and noticed a small tent forming. However, he was actually already filled with desire
; his penis was constantly swelling, as if about to burst through his underwear.

The doctor felt extremely embarrassed and didn't have the courage to apologize, but Liz ignored him, closed her eyes, and used the doctor's hand to knead her breasts, each touch making him weak and aroused.

Liz reached out her hand from inside her clothes and unbuttoned the doctor's shirt herself, running her hand over his chest, circling and rubbing his pectoral muscles. The doctor couldn't help but make sensitive, unbearable sounds
; his hands began to squeeze her breasts harder, and his breathing grew heavier.

Liz unbuckled his belt and hung one end around his neck. She then pulled down his trousers, revealing a pair of clean white underwear, bulging forward as if about to burst. Liz
gently massaged his crotch, causing his penis to throb actively. A puddle of precum flowed from his glans, staining the pure white underwear and making the shape and color of the glans even more clearly visible.

Liz removed the hand the doctor had been using to stimulate her nipples, then lifted herself up from the bed and gently pushed the doctor onto the bed. Liz also climbed onto the bed, straddling the doctor, her hands
moving upwards from his crotch like a massage.

She removed her vest, revealing a pair of proud breasts, the pink nipples hardening, waiting to be suckled.

She leaned over him, her breasts pressing against his chest, a fusion of hot and cold. She extended her tongue and licked his neck, making his skin glisten. He felt itchy,
his body swaying from side to side as if struggling. Then she licked his lips, slid them across his lips, and then into his mouth.

The doctor looked uncomfortable, noticing a strange taste in her mouth—a foul, bad breath, but not from the bacteria in his saliva; it was fishy, like bleach. But he didn't care anymore,
because her tongue had taken over his mind. Her tongue slid to the back of his throat, flicking and thrashing like a fish emerging from the sea.

Liz moved her body up and down, her lower body rubbing against the doctor's groin, her breasts rhythmically pressing against his chest, each press flattening like a water droplet, then
revealing their rounded shape as she moved away.

She held her heavy breasts to his mouth, and he happily licked them with his tongue, then gently bit them with his teeth, then grasped them with both hands,
sucking wantonly like a child grasping a bottle.

Liz rubbed his groin with her hands, pushing up and down along the bulge. Liz licked downwards with her tongue against his skin. As he swam to his abdomen, he involuntarily contracted
his stomach.

She pulled down his nearly torn underwear, revealing a thick, hot penis, a full 16cm long. She licked the glans a few times like a kitten, then opened her mouth wide and sucked on his penis,
sweeping her tongue wildly across the pink glans like a hungry child. He gripped the edge of the bed in ecstasy, making guttural noises, sweat gradually covering his face.

This time, Liz embraced her breasts with both hands, then used them to clamp his penis, thrusting repeatedly in the middle, rubbing until the inside of her breasts reddened and heated. She pressed her breasts hard against
his penis, making it hard to breathe. It was heavenly, wishing she could suffocate from it.

Liz's breasts moved away from his penis, changing to a 69 position.

Liz licked the glans for a while, then rubbed the urethral opening with the center of her palm. Because the urethral opening was more sensitive than the glans, it caused the doctor's body to arch, his penis becoming even harder and throbbing
more intensely. The doctor quickly reached a climax, his excitement reaching its peak, and he was breathing heavily.

The doctor simultaneously reached into the dark forest, his palm gliding over her smooth, tofu-like thighs, lifting her panties, and slipping two fingers into her opening. His fingers were immediately lubricated by her abundant vaginal fluid, which flowed like a
pool. Because of the abundance of fluid, his fingers frantically stroked deeper, causing Liz to moan, "Ah... Ah... Ah." The doctor, even more excited, stroked harder, thrusting repeatedly inside,
eliciting wanton moans from Liz: "Ah, ah, no! Be gentle, doctor!"

Liz knew it was time for the doctor to ejaculate, so she immediately sucked tightly on his glans, her white fluid gushing out in powerful spurts. Without hesitation, Liz swallowed the semen, each spurt
reaching deep into her throat. With each ejaculation, the doctor pushed his fingers deep into her opening, sweating profusely. The smell of semen emanated from Liz's mouth. After ejaculating, Liz continued sucking the doctor
's penis, constantly stimulating the glans with her tongue, causing the penis to throb and the muscles in the urethra to continue drawing out semen, giving the doctor even greater pleasure.

Until the doctor began to feel intense itching, so much so that he lifted his legs, but Liz continued licking the glans. The doctor tried to stop her, but she ignored him, continuing to suck,
creating a vacuum inside his penis, causing his blood pressure to spike, and a trickle of blood to flow from the urethral opening. Only then did Liz stop.

She licked the semen from her lips, put on her clothes, and gave a haughty smile, leaving the doctor, his face contorted, struggling alone on the bed.

Chapter Two - Semen-Sucking Zombie vs. Vampire Wolf.

Liz left the clinic, returning home in a cheerful mood. Suddenly, she was pressed to the ground by a strange force, and she remained unaware of what happened over the next few hours.

When Liz awoke, she found herself in a room with a yellowish light. She tried to move her hands, but found them tightly bound to a board, making her stand like Jesus.

As she frantically looked down, she realized she was naked except for her pink underwear.

Before she could even think of a way to escape, someone entered through the door.

It was a burly man with broad shoulders, biceps protruding from his white tank top, and a thick chest that seemed to bulge out from under the top. His appearance was truly captivating to women.

The man approached and stared at Liz for a moment, then reached out and grabbed her breast, squeezing it mercilessly. Liz screamed, and with all her might, she cursed the man before her. The man glared at Liz fiercely, then slapped her across the face, causing one cheek to swell and turn red. Only then did Liz quiet down.

The man had brought with him an eggplant of different lengths. He first tore Liz's panties with his hands, then lightly moistened the eggplant with her abundant vaginal fluid at the vaginal opening, and slowly pushed and twisted it inside. Because the eggplant was twice the size of a normal penis, it felt very tight when it went in, but the man didn't care about her condition and continued to thrust the eggplant in and out of Liz's vagina. Because the rubbing was too intense, Liz couldn't help but moan, "Ah, ahhhhhh, it hurts so much! Let go! Do you want more?!" "Ah~" The man chuckled wickedly at her moans, then thrust even more rapidly than before, each time violently slamming into her cervix. Liz screamed even louder: "Ahhhhhh!" The eggplant left her vagina, then was thrust back in

, her cervix being slammed again. Liz shook her head desperately, screaming again: "Ah

... Liz lowered her head, clenched her teeth and fists, silently enduring the pain.

The man finally released her, lifted her head, and forced a kiss. She immediately shook her head away, but the man held her head still and shoved his tongue into her mouth. Her moans became muffled [uh, uh, oh~~]. Before a loud scream, she bit his tongue. The man withdrew, covered his mouth with his hand, and roared. Then he shoved the eggplant inside. Because of the temporary relaxation and tear in her cervix, the eggplant pushed open the cervix, lubricated by blood, and successfully entered. Liz's eyes rolled back, her mouth opened wide, and she made a hoarse, low sound, as if she had been stabbed with a knife. Three-quarters of the eggplant was inserted, resembling a sheathed knife.

The man looked satisfied and gripped the eggplant, thrusting deeply. As part of the eggplant was pulled out, blood splattered out as well, staining the purple eggplant red, making it look like a wounded eggplant. The pool of blood on the ground wasn't just blood; tears were mixed in.

When the man pulled the whole eggplant out, the vagina transformed into a gaping maw, like a drooling dog, constantly dripping blood. At that moment, the man immediately knelt on the ground, greedily opening his mouth, sticking out his lewd tongue to catch the pure blood. The blood slid over his tongue and into his throat; he found it fragrant and mellow, licking his lips. Then he rushed towards the vagina, wildly slashing his tongue inside, madly pressing his head against her genitals, his face covered in blood, his tongue stained bright red, like a crazed zombie.

The vagina, intensely stimulated, contracted repeatedly, squeezing out more blood. The man became even more excited, licking even more wantonly. He then extended two fingers joined together, applying stimulation to the vagina, making the contractions even more violent, as if trying to expel a baby.

Liz was too weak, not even to sob, and could only hang her head, waiting for rescue...

Time passed, and the man finally stopped. The blood-drinking ceased, but another activity was about to begin.

The man removed his tight white vest, jeans, and underwear, leaving him completely naked. A tattoo adorned his right arm, and a nail pierced his left nipple.

His penis was already erect, thick and large, the glans swollen and red, seemingly engorged with blood for some time.

The man untied the ropes binding Liz, placed her on the bed, and then bound her hands to the bed frame in a

spread-eagle position. He inserted his enormous penis into her wounded vagina, and Liz couldn't help but scream. The man grabbed Liz's breasts and began to thrust back and forth. Within seconds, his penis was stained with blood. Feeling exhilarated, he thrust even more vigorously.

Liz's breasts were like water balloons, full of moisture and elastic, seemingly brimming with juice. With each thrust, they jiggled, some still squeezing out from between his fingers. Finding them pleasant to the touch, he kneaded them like dough, feeling their softness and resilience.

Liz's moans matched the rhythm of the thrusts, continuous and intermittent: "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..."

Sweat covered her face, her hair matted together, and after the continued thrusting, it lay scattered on the bed, giving her the half-dead look of someone being raped in a movie.

The man slapped Liz's breasts hard, and she cried out in pain, "Ah!" He slapped her breasts again and said, "Fuck you, yell louder, you slut." He slapped her again, and Liz screamed, crying and begging him: "Let me go, let me go, I beg you!" The man punched her breasts and grabbed her hair, ordering her to groan and scream. Driven by anger and the command, Liz screamed to her heart's content.

The man grabbed Liz's mouth with his hand and said, "Don't you know the difference between a scream and a moan? You filthy woman, wait till I fuck you until you're exhausted." The man increased the speed of his thrusts, the impact of their genitals becoming faster and louder, the sheets shaking with a creaking sound, their breasts bobbing up and down, Liz continuously emitting intermittent moans, and the man continuously emitting rough moans from his throat—the prelude to ejaculation.

The man withdrew his swollen penis, walked to Liz's mouth, and made her swallow all the semen. He grabbed her hair, and she obediently opened her mouth wide to take the large penis in, teasing the glans with her tongue, sweeping it around the entire glans, and then repeatedly licking back and forth at the urethral opening. The penis finally couldn't hold back any longer, spasming and ejaculating gushes of delicious semen, all of it hitting Liz's throat. He closed his eyes and lowered his head, deeply savoring the pleasure of this moment. On the other hand, Liz's eyes gradually regained their light. A sudden gust of air surged from the room, causing the surrounding objects to vibrate. The clock on the wall flew off and fell to the ground, the items on the table rattled loudly, Liz's hair floated up, and claws gradually grew from her fingers. Her entire hand slowly transformed into a pair of bat wings, extending from her hand to her back. Her canine teeth became long and sharp, and bat skin grew from her legs, with claws even longer than her hands extending from her feet.

The man looked around in astonishment, finally staring at Liz with terrified eyes.

Liz grabbed the man by the neck, lifted him to the ceiling, then turned and kicked him, sending him flying against the wall. His sternum cracked without him even noticing. Before the man could finish his surprise, he felt excruciating pain. She angrily walked up to the man and began to frantically slash at his chest with her claws, digging them deep into his flesh, tearing his muscle tissue left and right. Blood gushed from the wounds, streaks of crimson blood like the area of an active volcano.

The man's muscles tensed, and he groaned softly, enduring the excruciating pain. Liz watched with smug satisfaction; how could such a thing stop!

She used her claws to cut away the man's scrotum. He screamed in agony, and two wet, fresh, pink orbs sprang forth, connected by two thin vas deferens. Liz gently severed one of the vas deferens with one claw, while the other claw grasped the orb about to separate from the man. Then, she tilted her head back, placed the hand holding the orb above her mouth, and mercilessly crushed it. Yellowish-white fluid gushed out like water from a wrung-out sponge, all falling into Liz's mouth.

Liz then ripped off the other vas deferens and, holding the other pink orb to the man's mouth, pried open his oral cavity with her claws and pierced the muscles inside. Liz said to him, "You want me to taste your semen, so have you ever tasted your own essence? Hahaha." She crushed the fleshy mass, and the juices flowed into the man's mouth. Upon tasting his own essence, his facial muscles contorted. Liz laughed: "What's with that expression? Doesn't it taste good? This is your own stuff! You should be proud of it! Hahaha, drink it all!"

Liz had a sudden inspiration. She spread his legs and plunged her claws into his anus. He immediately convulsed, his breathing becoming rapid. She withdrew her claws, picked up an eggplant, and poked it into his anus, but it was too tight and needed dilation! She inserted two claws into the opening and then churned it like a blender, instantly crushing a mass of flesh and blood. He screamed even louder than she had, his teeth clenched so tightly that veins bulged. She became increasingly excited, so she inserted two more claws and continued dilation.

His anus became a bloody mess, filled with rotten flesh, the entire area composed of blood and rotten flesh, emitting a strong, foul stench. She picked up a pile of bloody, rotting flesh and shoved it into his mouth. He immediately vomited. She picked up another pile of rotting flesh and stuffed it down his throat, causing him to choke and vomit a mixture of blood and vomit.

As he continued to vomit, she immediately picked up an eggplant and shoved it deep into his anus, pushing it all the way in, then pulling it out and pushing it back in, causing him excruciating pain from both sides.

When Liz was done, she went to the kitchen, grabbed a jar of salt, and returned to the man. She poured some salt into her hand, then gripped it tightly, stuck her hand into his anus, and sprinkled the salt down. He rolled his eyes back in pain and let out a low, agonizing groan as if his throat was being choked. This was too much trouble, so Liz simply shoved the jar of salt into his anus, emptied it, and took it out. He was convulsing, his lips were blue, his eyelids were slightly open, and he had lost all his strength.

Liz put on his clothes, went back to him to admire his state, and then happily stepped out of the house.

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