Name : ?
Age : 21
suit of expiry : Asphyxiation due to suffocation
Other Injuries : Nil
metre between Death and bringing to mortician : 12 hrs
Notes : A night out at the club turned tragical for a moderately Lester Willis Young woman when a stampede resulted in her being suffocated to death. Luckily, her honeyed body remained unscathed when she was delivered to the mortician.

All dressed to political party
Crushed by multitude, air deprived
Your hot soundbox, gimp

( All the costumes featured in this storey have been featured in past Memories of Mortician chapters. Please search for my premature chronicle if you want to read about the original victims. )

Over the years, I have kept many of the apparel of the beautiful women who have been through my hands to remind me of them. ( At least those that that have not been taken by the police or their relatives ) I thus decided to hold back for a suitable consistency, clothes her up in the various clothes I have collected over the twelvemonth and try to make her looking at like the dead women who have by now been dead and buried for geezerhood.

I got my chance when a young cleaning woman who was out partying one night got caught in a stampede at the disco because of a traitorously flame alarum and was suffocated to Death. Her dead body was totally undamaged besides a bluish tinge on her font and lips. I also noticed that person had tried to adopt off her clothes as her spaghetti strap was off one of her shoulders, revealing a sexy pinko bra covering her shapely chest. I stripped off her dress, leaving her clad in her bra and undies. She was thin and fit looking and it was a substantial pity she dies so new. At least she will serve up me well in demise. I will fit out her up in 7 different set of clothes left by early patient as a tribute to my deary ladies. Before that of line, I had great pleasance having sex with her hot and unresisting body, the smell of fragrance still fresh on her temperature reduction body. She was a Virgo the Virgin and her virginal membrane ruptured with my initial poking, with her parentage flowing out between her legs. She gave me a very good blow job as well, without any gagging as she obediently swallowed all my cum. When I was done, I wiped her clear and prepared to get started on my little fancy frock party.

First, I decided to dress her up in the dress of the woman who was strangled, raped and left dressed up in her house by the Kosmetics Killer.. She fit the clothes quite well and I help her utilise a thick layer of make up so she looks just like the master copy victim. I even used cosmetics to reach her cervix a injure appearance. I gave her some intense post mortem oral cavity to mouth snuggling and chest compressing in a mock attempt to revive her but of course of instruction it was to no avail.

Next, I put her in the sports bra and shorts of the female pupil who drowned when her pile capsized. They smelled dank and unpleasant but looked swell after I dressed her in them. They were a bit small for her but it made her look very sexy. I also tied up her pilus in a pony nates like the pupil and proceeded to French people kiss her and flicked her cute glossa around her mouth.

The next set of clothes was the cheerleading costume worn by the lightning strike dupe. I could still detect a sweaty smell coming from the costume and it increased her allurement. When I was done, she looked so pristine yet incapacitated wearing that skimpy kit. I could not resist it but to carry her and swing her limp body around for a while before pulling up the curtly cheerleading wench and thrusting my penis into her, ejaculating almost instantly.

The fourth set of dress was the bikini worn by the tsunami victim. I have not washed them since 9 years ago and they smelled really bad but then so had the tsunami victim when she was first brought in so it recreated her nicely. I remembered that she was quite grossly bloated up so I decided to use my hose to coerce water into her mouth. Soon, her belly was bloated with urine. As I lay on her eubstance, my weight forced out water from her mouth. I kissed her and swallowed the water that she vomited into my mouth. I fell asleep after that.

The next day was a William Ashley Sunday so I had the whole day to myself with her before her relatives came back to call for her the following day. She was utter for a day before she was delivered to me and I had spent one day and nighttime without embalming her ( her family did not want her to be embalmed ) and I did not put her in the freezer so she has started to molder a bit. I could smell out a slight aroma of rot coming from her mouth and eubstance. However, this did not deter me from my task and instead aroused me even more. She had 3 Thomas More sets of clothes to go through before I start dressing her up in her own interment clothes.

Next up, I decided to dress her up in the apparel left by another drowning victim since she already had a distended belly. I took out the clothes of the adult female who was knocked unconscious mind, raped and left to swim at the beach. Her clothes too stink of sea water as I pull them over the woman. They fit her snugly. Her belly did not look bloated enough as I have forced out too lots water system the premature night so I forced more piddle into her mouth I think I overdid it as she looked pregnant but extremely attractive, given my liking for fraught corpses. I hugged her body skinny and stroke her swollen belly anyway as I entered her and filled her with my luxuria, forcing out water from her oral fissure and wind as I did so.

The 6th costume was the one worn by the fair sex who was raped and drowned in her bath, and then had her eubstance made up and dressed and placed on her bed for her boyfriend to key. I dressed her up in the black top and dark-brown skirt worn by the victim and applied a lot of make up onto her face. She got a alky and ripe look when I am done, with her piddle bloated belly and over made up but still attractive face.

The concluding clothes I planned for my deadened looker was the one by the depregnanted lady. When I received her body back then, her fetus had already been removed. I wanted to see how she would bear looked pregnant so I clothed her in the maternity wearing apparel and still pedigree stained pants worn by the original victim. I then pumped More pee into her paunch to stimulate her facial expression heavily pregnant. Finally, I gave her a 'bruise'on her neck opening with cosmetics. She looked lovely indeed. I lifted her body up and licked her pretty, sleeping brass. Then I had sex with her hot stiff again, enjoying the slight aroma of disintegration and her slightly greenish complexion. Remembering how I drank the Milk River of the original dupe, I sucked on her beautifully perky boob which were, of class, milkless but still enjoyable.

Finally, I am done. I stripped her off all her clothes and gave her a unspoiled wash, making surely I left no trace of myself on any theatrical role of her body. I also forced out the water that is still swelling up her belly. I then dressed her up in the White person armoured combat vehicle top and jeans that her family wanted her to be buried in. She looked worn and bore ( I felt the same too after the pleasure we had ) and her belly was slightly bloated with gas from rotting. She had also turned slightly light-green. After a few more hours, I had restored her lose weight smell and made her look alive and jolly once more. She looked so pretty I entered her once more, leaving a part of me inside her forever. She may have died a virgin but she would be buried meaning with my sperm .