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God I Zen just acted like a rabid dog and ripped off my clothes, angrily pinned me down and milked me dry with her pelvis. Then, she'd have a panic attack and start aggressively biting me due to a combination of anxiety, delirium and hallucinations. I'd deduce these as symptoms of rabies and take her to the doctor. The doctor would simply state that Zen was fit as a fiddle, but simply was in dire need of a proper dicking. I'd follow the doctor's orders and dick Zen down hard every day to prevent the nasty symptoms caused by a lack of dick, eventually calming Zen down and returning her state to normal.
