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In this new four-part series, anatomist Dr Gunther von Hagens and pathologist Professor John Lee get right under the skin to reveal the processes in life that tie us to our ultimate fate in death.The two scientists perform a series of autopsy demonstrations at the Institute of Plastination in Heidelberg, Germany, in which they point up the process of finding a cause of death. With the aid of human dissection, live models and scientific models they are able to reveal what disease really looks like and how it works.It is important to note that in the UK, a standard clinical autopsy tends to follow a set pattern in order to establish a sound cause of death for scientific, medical and legal purposes. The autopsy demonstrations in the programmes employ similar techniques to the clinical standard. But they were designed to present a clear view of the anatomy and pathology and as such they represent partial, rather than full autopsies. The autopsies in the films did not have any medico-legal purpose, since causes of death had, in all cases, already been registered in the manner required by German law.

Circulation. The series begins by looking at diseases affecting the circulatory system, a major cause of death in the UK. Von Hagens and Lee explain that rather than life hanging by a thread, it hangs by a tube. In particular they demonstrate the complex network of blood vessels that deliver oxygen to our vital organs. If some of these narrow, harden, become blocked or burst, they can damage the heart and end in what we understand as a heart attack.

Cancer. In the second programme of the series von Hagens and Lee take a look at cancer. They illuminate the difficulties of diagnosing and treating a disease that is a result of the body's own cells multiplying uncontrollably. Von Hagens dissects a woman who died of bowel cancer to reveal the site of the primary tumour and the other parts of her body that it affected. He also reveals the silent spread of tumours in the frozen body of a woman who died from breast cancer.

Poisoning. When von Hagens and Lee address the subject of poisoning, they are not thinking of a murder mystery. Von Hagens dissects the body of a dialysis patient who died of kidney failure to reveal that we are more likely to die of internal poisoning than by a surreptitious dose of arsenic. Lee explains how the body can be contaminated if critical organs like the kidneys and liver malfunction and fail to filter out poisonous byproducts of metabolism.

Ageing. In the last programme, von Hagens and Lee illustrate the process of ageing. To reveal the dread process for us all to see, the two scientists compare the bodies of two live models - an 84-year-old and a 24-year-old. Von Hagens then compares sections from the cadaver of a woman over 80 years old with the same sections from a much younger woman. By revealing the internal extent of ageing damage, von Hagens and Lee demonstrate the widespread effects of ageing and explain why we can't life forever.


: / Autopsy: Emergency Room
In November 2007, another series of 3 programmes was shown entitled Autopsy: Emergency Room, showing what happens when the body is injured, and featuring presentations by the British Red Cross.



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Strange Rituals /
In 2009 History Channel broadcast a series called Strange Rituals with eleven episodes. The first episode titled Last Rites featured von Hagens and his plastination method to preserve bodies.

Crucifixion /
On Easter Sunday 2012 the UK's Channel 4 showed a programme entitled Crucifixion in which von Hagens created his interpretation of the crucifixion of Jesus. The documentary examined the enduring iconic image of the Crucifix. A number of donors were used for the plastination of blood vessels to create the main structure of the body. At the end of the programme von Hagen announced that he did not expect to see the final work of art due to his ill health.

Amidst a late Spring sky, the sun hid behind a veil of soft white clouds and gave way to a cool breeze that swept away the blistering heat. Terrance finished his yard work for the afternoon, flicking his axe down into a freshly-cut stump where it would stick until the next day. Step by step back toward the barn, his toes combed through the lush Spring grass as he dragged his feet along. With what felt like his last residual strength, he pushed the wide doors ajar, and let out a whistle that'd challenge the volume of a banshee's shriek.

Seconds pass before his ears pick up the thumping and scuffing noises of his rambunctious wyvern female approaching quickly from behind. She circled him in the barn, lifting her wings somewhat clumsily over his head, doing her best to avoid toppling him over. He'd greet her with a broad grin, holding his paws up to cradle her snout, to which she responded with affectionate licks to his palms. Then he would proceed to guide her to the "playpen," holding onto the smooth spike that jutted from her chin, and making gentle kissing sounds to coax her along.

"Interested in a romp, big girl?" He asked her with a subtle hand motion, and pressed on one of her broad sides. The delighted female promptly rolled onto her back amongst the large pile of hay that had been covered with cotten blankets for her comfort. Pistachio, the more-than-willing female, looked to Terrance both as her caretaker and even her mate; she gave herself to him as he so desired. Afterall, she was still a youthful wyvern, and her sexual drive was on-high herself.

Pistachio responded with a soft grumble of positive, jubulant tones accompanied by excited wiggles of her haunches as she lie on her back, hinds spread and offering herself. Her cloaca was visibly clenched, leaking her sweet honey. The scent of her pheremones whisked through the air, enticing Terrance as he craned his head back, inhaling. Gradually, amongst his distracted senses, he undid the cloth strings that held his breeches around his lithe waist, letting them drop. He lifted one leg free, stepping over her long tail and kneeling down to lie upon her warm body. His paws slowly glided across her sleek hide, feeling her belly and her strong breast; his heavy balls rested comfortably on the underbelly of her tail as he began to grind his hips against her lap, arousing his genitals. The tip of his wet penis peered out of its soft sheath, and inch by inch his shaft followed until it was full and throbbing, aching and needy to be within a female's orifice. He licked her chest affectionately, and she happily groomed the fur along his cheek and the rims of his ears in response.

"Eeeasy does it, girl. Relax your hole for me.." He implored his feral companion, rubbing her soothingly with one paw as the other carefully guided his dickhead against the soft lips of her cloaca, and pushed it inside. The heat within her body was intense, and to physically witness her excellence with her internal muscle control was a sexually gratifying experience--to put it simply. Inch by inch his cock spread the soft slick folds within her until his waist pressed against her shallow pubic boot. He lie there, his body hot against hers, beginning to roll his hips and bob them in short, gentle thrusts. Each one sent blissful tingles up his spine that made his skin crawl and hair stand on end. Each time his penis would slid deeper within her, she would squeeze tight, so that her cloaca would milk his shaft when he lifted his ass to pull out. Shuttering moans escaped his lips, and with greater frequency as time passed.

The large female's toes curled, and her knees buckled against his shoulders as his throbbing penis rubbed against her sweetspot again and again, making her whole scaly body shiver and tuck against his fuzzy frame. He couldn't help but grin as his female clung to him needily while he bred her, thrusting harder to push both of their satisfactions to higher levels. Pistachio craned her head back over the hay pile, her broad chest rising and falling with steamy exhales. Terrance's lap was becoming progressively more and more damp, between her heat and her leaking sex fluids.

Several minutes of grabbing, gentle biting and thrusting of different speeds and lengths ensued. The young male drake's heavy balls grew taut under his sheath as he edged closer and closer to climax; his knot swelled at the base of his soaking-wet shaft, and a broad vein coursed along its length. Approaching his ejaculation, his humping became sporadic, arching his back and lifting his tail high until the moment of release; Pistachio's hindlegs bent, heels tight to her haunches as she felt his hot, gooey cum spurting within her.

"Ahhhfuck--I'm cumming, girl.." Terrance huffed out, eyes shut with a cheek pressed to her breast. His asshole and thick cock both clenched simultaneously with every hard gush of virile ejaculate that spurted from his urethra and painted her cervix. Both of their chests expanded to maximum capacity with every long breath, it seemed. His testicles were thoroughly drained of sperm, and her belly was quickly filled full of male drake cum, which Terrance so happily dispensed inside of her.

"Oof.. can feel your cunt clenching.." He muttered to her amidst their cooperative panting, "Hhnnh.. bet you're excited for another clutch, huh..?" Terrance enjoyed treating her with proper breeding on a regular day-to-day basis. She was a needy female; being in heat was a negligible factor for her as far as mating with him went. More than a minute passed before the male drake was fully finished pumping her belly with his creamy ejaculate. Post-orgasm, he lie limp on top of her, panting as she relaxed with her head craned once more, exhaling hot steam from deep within her gullet. As he tried to collect himself, she played with him, nipping and tugging at his ears, all the while clenching and squeezing behind his knot with the taut entrance of her well-creampied cloaca. This action typically caused his body to recoil, but in a positive manner as an intense massaging sensation shot like lightning through his entire body.

Despite his desire to simply fall asleep atop of her--given her warm, sleek body does provide a comfortable place to rest--he lifted himself up slowly with a long yawn, and gradually withdrew his sensitive penis from her soft crevice. His eyes followed along the wet, throbbing shaft as he pulled it free from the warm clutches of her cunt. Several gooey strands--a mixture of their cum--clung to his penis from her slit as it clenched and relaxed again and again, expelling his thick ejaculate.

He took a deep, satisfied breath, looking upon the mess he made inside of her and reminded the wyvern of their post-sex routine, "Mmmh.. clean-up time, big girl." She was acclimated to respond by promptly nosing around his messy crotch, licking the cum off of his heavy balls and cock before properly sucking it dry.

"Nice n' slow, baby," he paused briefly and watched her tongue cradle his shaft, "Watch those teeth." He laid a paw upon her snout, stroking it with his thumb reassuringly as she cautiously welcomed his cock into her muzzle. Her tongue provided plenty of cushion for him, coiling firmly around his fat knot as she nursed softly at first, and then sucked harder as time went on. "Ffuuuck.." he craned his head back for a few moments before looking back down to watch her and give her praise, "Gooood girl."

And like any domestic animal that understands their masters and responds to positive praise, Pistachio's nearly casual demeanor was exalted, and in her newfound excitement, pressed her nose between Terrance's balls and thigh. With a little confusion, the drake rested his paws on her head and watched carefully, lifting the leg she stuffed her nose against. Brief moments passed before he felt a warm, wet sensation against his sensitive asshole, and he realized she was eagerly licking it and pushing her tongue inside. It was an orgasmic sensation in itself to feel her thick tongue writhe inside him, making him curse under his breath.

"Hahh.. get in there baby.." he huffed and tensed all over, shivering, "Gonna make Daddy cum again.." [TO BE CONTINUED..(?)]