Name : ?
Age : 21
Cause of Death : suffocation due to suffocation
former trauma : Nil
sentence between death and delivery to mortician : 12 hrs
distinction : A Night out at the club turned tragic for a pretty young woman when a stampede resulted in her being suffocated to last. Luckily, her sweetened torso remained unscathed when she was delivered to the mortician.

All dressed to party
Crushed by multitude, air deprived
Your hot body, limp

( All the costumes featured in this story have been featured in past Memories of Mortician chapters. Please lookup for my late stories if you want to take about the master dupe. )

Over the old age, I have kept many of the dress of the beautiful womanhood who have been through my hands to remind me of them. ( At least those that that have not been taken by the law or their relatives ) I thus decided to hold off for a suitable physical structure, dress her up in the various clothes I have collected over the years and try to produce her tone like the beat women who have by now been dead and buried for years.

I got my chance when a young woman who was out partying one night got caught in a stampede at the disco because of a false attack alarm and was suffocated to death. Her body was totally undamaged besides a bluish tinge on her face and lips. I also noticed that someone had tried to admit off her clothes as her spaghetti strap was off one of her articulatio humeri, revealing a aphrodisiacal pink bra covering her shapely boob. I stripped off her dress, leaving her clad in her bra and undies. She was slim and fit looking and it was a really commiseration she dies so young. At least she will serve me well in death. I will dress her up in 7 dissimilar set of apparel left by early affected role as a tribute to my favourite ladies. Before that of path, I had not bad pleasure having sex with her hot and supine body, the smell of perfume still fresh on her cooling body. She was a virgin and her hymen ruptured with my initial thrust, with her blood flowing out between her leg. 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 clean and prepared to get started on my little figure dress party.

First, I decided to dress her up in the clothes of the woman who was strangled, raped and left dressed up in her business firm by the Kosmetics Killer.. She fit the clothes quite well and I help her apply a thick layer of brand up so she looks just like the pilot victim. I even used cosmetics to give her neck a injure coming into court. I gave her some acute military post mortem mouth to verbalise caressing and chest compressions in a mock endeavour to resuscitate her but of class it was to no avail.

Next, I put her in the sportsman bra and shorts of the distaff student who drowned when her sight capsized. They smelled dank and unpleasant but looked gravid after I dressed her in them. They were a bit humble for her but it made her wait very sexy. I also tied up her hairsbreadth in a pony tail like the student and proceeded to French people snog her and flicked her cute tongue around her mouth.

The succeeding set of clothes was the cheerleading costume worn by the lightning smash victim. I could still discover a sweaty smell coming from the costume and it increased her temptingness. When I was done, she looked so pristine yet helpless wearing that skimpy turnout. I could not resist it but to carry her and swing her hobble body around for a piece before pulling up the suddenly cheerleading wench and thrusting my phallus into her, ejaculating almost instantly.

The fourth set of clothes was the two-piece worn by the tsunami victim. I have not washed them since 9 class 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 force water into her back talk. Soon, her belly was bloated with pee. As I lay on her eubstance, my exercising weight forced out water supply from her mouthpiece. I kissed her and swallowed the water that she vomited into my mouthpiece. I fell asleep after that.

The following day was a Sunday so I had the totally day to myself with her before her congenator came back to collect her the next day. She was dead for a day before she was delivered to me and I had spent one day and night without embalming her ( her kinsfolk did not need her to be embalmed ) and I did not put her in the deep-freeze so she has started to decompose a bit. I could sense a slight aroma of rot coming from her mouth and torso. However, this did not deter me from my task and instead aroused me even more. She had 3 to a greater extent curing of clothes to go through before I start dressing her up in her own burial clothes.

Next up, I decided to coiffure her up in the clothes left by another drowning victim since she already had a distended belly. I took out the clothes of the womanhood who was knocked unconscious, raped and left to submerge at the beach. Her clothes too stink of sea water as I pull them over the womanhood. They fit her snugly. Her belly did not take care bloated enough as I have forced out too very much water the previous night so I forced more water into her mouth I think I overdid it as she looked pregnant but extremely attractive, given my liking for pregnant stiff. I hugged her soundbox fill up and stroke her swollen belly anyway as I entered her and filled her with my luxuria, forcing out water from her lip and nozzle as I did so.

The 6th costume was the one worn by the womanhood who was raped and drowned in her bathing tub, and then had her body made up and dressed and placed on her bed for her boyfriend to detect. I dressed her up in the black top and brown wench worn by the dupe and applied a lot of shuffling up onto her font. She got a boozer and ripe flavor when I am done, with her water bloated belly and over made up but still attractive expression.

The final clothes I planned for my dead lulu 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 ingest looked significant so I clothed her in the maternity dress and still blood stained pants worn by the pilot dupe. I then pumped more piss into her belly to make her looking at heavily significant. Finally, I gave her a 'bruise'on her neck opening with cosmetics. She looked lovely indeed. I lifted her organic structure up and licked her pretty, sleeping case. Then I had sex with her hot corpse again, enjoying the slight aroma of decay and her slightly dark-green complexion. Remembering how I drank the milk of the original victim, I sucked on her beautifully perky breasts which were, of course, milkless but still enjoyable.

Finally, I am done. I stripped her off all her wearing apparel and gave her a good washables, making sure I left no trace of myself on any role of her torso. I also forced out the water that is still swelling up her abdomen. I then dressed her up in the white army tank top and jeans that her family wanted her to be buried in. She looked assume and tired ( I felt the same too after the pleasance we had ) and her stomach was slightly bloated with gas from decomposition. She had also turned slightly light-green. After a few more 60 minutes, I had restored her reduce face and made her look alive and middling once more. She looked so pretty I entered her once more, leaving a part of me inside her forever. She may experience died a virgin but she would be buried pregnant with my sperm .