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You had such a beautiful body.
Medic was absolutely infatuated with what a pretty little girl you were, unable to tear his eyes away from your open wounds and leaking guts. In fact, nobody could, because your existence was a spectacle. They were all too aware of the fact that you shouldn't have been standing in front of them when you should've been buried deep into the ground.
So, it was only natural that Medic wanted to examine you and explore your rotten anatomy in ways he probably shouldn't—a mystery they didn't want to uncover, because the implications terrified them the longer they dwelled on them.
"A-ah, God—"
"Shhh, be quiet, puppe¹."
You shift slightly on the cold steel of the operating table, feeling Medic's fingers splayed across your insides. It's hard not to squirm and squeal, considering he's literally playing with your internal organs, but you figure you should behave. He did ask nicely, after all, and you're a good girl, aren't you?
"It feels weird, sorry..." You couldn't feel it as much as he could, but you were still sensitive to the cold air hitting your intestines. All your skimpy clothes were left on the floor, exposing your cunny and flat tits to his hungry eyes—knowing you'd stay like that forever.
Medic pets your head, watching how you melted into the contact. What a cute little girl, so eager for touch, he thought. "I know. You're doing such a nice job. Just keep still, ja?"
The doctor ogled your small frame, eyeing the innards that spilled from your stomach. He could only wonder what kind of sicko would do this to a child, like his cock wasn't aching and leaking, desperate to be inside you. His palm smoothed over the entrails, squishing one and feeling blood soak into his gloves. The crimson fluid was a mere decoration in his laboratory, the iron filling his nostrils.
A disgusting abomination, whimpering before him. All spread and ready, giving herself up for him—it was only natural, considering he was practically your dad.
"You can if you want," you breathed, seeming to have noticed his erection. It was only a matter of time; you know he can't control himself when it comes to you. "Just... be gentle, okay?"
"Gutes Mädchen²." Medic grinned from ear to ear, unzipping his fly and yanking his cock out, making you wonder about how it would feel in the big stomach wound you have. The thought leaves your thighs sticky regardless of any preexisting disgust you have for this, giving him a pleading look. "It'll be alright, little one." His words didn't do anything to comfort you, but you remained still as he positioned himself right at the hole that should never be fucked.
Now, a lesser man might defend his actions as scientific curiosity, and Medic was sure some of his arousal counted as it, but he was imagining the pressure—how fucking tight your woundcunt would be. "Shhh... It's okay." He whispered, smearing his cock in blood before bucking his hips and entering the wound, causing a squeal to fall from your lips.
"Gross," you frowned from the sensation. Medic, on the other hand, groaned from your guts wrapping around his shaft—not bright and pulsing with life like other organs he's shoved his dick inside. "Ah— that feels, oh God." The pressure was utterly indescribable, and you instinctively bucked your hips, forcing him deeper into your entrails.
Medic squeezed his eyes shut, digging his nails into his palms as he resisted the urge to repeatedly shove himself into your guts until he was filling your insides with hot cum. "You feel... amazing." He mumbled. Of course, it wasn't like fucking into a hot fleshlight, but the tightness of your organs was inescapable. "Ngh, keep still, please."
You found the need in his voice cute, unable to stop a smirk pulling at your lips. Your stomach buzzed too (quite literally because it was getting fucked), engulfed in heat from his body warmth. "You can pull out if you want to—"
"Shut up," Medic urged. "Fuuuck... Just, just stay still and let me keep going. God. Your woundpussy is tighter than I ever imagined."
The concept of a 'woundpussy' left you mildly disgusted, if not a little embarrassed that you were showing it off to everyone when they weren't actively avoiding the scent of your rot. "You're such a pervert..." You mumble and cross your arms over your chest, glaring at him. He was literally inside you.
He shifted his weight, sliding his dick in and out of the hole. Blood and pieces stuck to his skin, no doubt making a mess out of the floor. You made a note to clean it up later, deciding to just enjoy the incomparable feelings of getting your guts rearranged by a man who was old enough to be your father—and dear lord, you considered it too. "Oh, I know you're enjoying it too, puppe."
Your eyes rolled back when his dick brushed over your duodenum, like he had found your stomach's G-spot. "Aww, and how about that?"
"It felt..." You fluttered your lashes, the laboratory bright light glaring like the sun. "Good..." Your brain wasn't working at its fullest capacity, overwhelmed from the pleasure and desecration of your underage corpse. "C-can you do it again? Please?"
The glint in his eyes was unmistakable, a cruel laugh escaping him. His caress is gentle, though, even when he's buried himself deep inside your stomach, your intestine nestled against his cock. "Mhmm, anything for you, liebling³." Medic repeated the movement, maintaining eye contact with you and watching your face contort, your lil' tongue lolling out like a dog.
Zombies are horrifying creatures, not really, because the one he's examining right now is a massive whore. You've grown accustomed to his behavior, no matter how shocking, and you're too aware of how he's obsessed with you. He brought you to life—you belong to him.
Medic gyrates his hips, fucking into the wound more and more with a decent. "Ngh, fuck," he hisses, gripping your little shoulders as he coats your insides with his seed, marking you as his once and for all. "There we are! You're all mine now, puppe."
"You're disgusting." You stick your tongue out at him, watching as the cum leaks once he withdraws himself from your wound. "I can't believe I let you do that."
"You let me do it because you love me." He replied with a smile.
You shake your head, and before you know it, he has his head between your legs, dragging his tongue along your thigh. Anybody else would've recoiled at the taste, though Medic wants to do more than that—he wishes he could sink his teeth into you and eat you whole. He won't. Not yet, anyway.
"Ah. Excuse me, puppe. I'm feeling rather... insatiable today." His fingers squeezed your thighs as he brought his mouth to your clit. "You're the sweetest little girl anyone could ever ask for." Medic praised, wishing he could kiss you all over. Eat you out until you're screaming your lungs out, gushing all over his face.
You're rotten right to the core.
"Ugh, just make yourself useful." You pout. Your attitude is mostly a result of his perverse behavior, making no attempt at filtering himself when it comes to 'fatherhood'. Medic glided his tongue between your folds, feeling how you ground your hips into the contact. "I don't understand why you yap, yap, yap." It isn't the only confusing thing he does, but you're beyond questioning him at this point.
Your sweet juices drip into his mouth, yanking on his hair—it's what he deserves; he knows he's a horrible man no matter what an achievement this is. "Oh, you're heavenly." Medic was glad to be kneeling before you, worshipping you like you were meant to. "You're truly the finest experiment I've ever worked on."
"Are you flattering me because you fucked my guts?"
Medic sucked on your clit, savoring your essence. It's weird to think about how you have his cum dripping inside you, over your intestines—you have his cum right under your skin. The thought leaves you dizzy and flustered, so you're squirting all over his face.
"I love you, puppe." The physician eagerly swallowed all your delectable juices, loving how you were so responsive in spite of your death. "You taste delicious." You wonder how his brain tastes, actually. Maybe he would let you if he could gain something from it?
"I love you too."