epithet : ?
Age : 21
grounds of Death : suffocation due to suffocation
Other harm : Nil
time between death and legal transfer to mortician : 12 hrs
Notes : A night out at the club turned tragic for a middling young woman when a stampede resulted in her being suffocated to death. Luckily, her angelical body remained unscathed when she was delivered to the mortician.

All dressed to company
Crushed by multitude, air deprived
Your hot organic structure, limp

( All the costumes featured in this story have been featured in past retentiveness of funeral director chapters. Please hunting for my premature tarradiddle if you want to read about the master victims. )

Over the years, I have kept many of the wearing apparel of the beautiful charwoman who have been through my hands to prompt me of them. ( At least those that that have not been taken by the police or their relative ) I thus decided to waitress for a suitable torso, garb her up in the various clothes I have collected over the eld and try to form her look like the dead women who have by now been dead and buried for years.

I got my hazard when a young char who was out partying one night got caught in a stampede at the disco music because of a delusive fire alarm and was suffocated to last. Her body was totally undamaged besides a bluish soupcon on her face and lip. I also noticed that someone had tried to take off her apparel as her spaghetti strap was off one of her shoulder joint, revealing a sexy pink bra covering her shapely breasts. I stripped off her clothes, leaving her clad in her bra and undies. She was slim and fit looking and it was a real commiseration she dies so Whitney Moore Young Jr.. At least she will serve me well in death. I will dress her up in 7 different set of wearing apparel left by former affected role as a tribute to my favourite ladies. Before that of course, I had swell pleasure having sex with her hot and unresisting consistence, the smell of perfume still wise on her cooling consistence. She was a virgin and her hymen ruptured with my initial thrust, with her blood flowing out between her wooden leg. She gave me a very good coke 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 fancy garb party.

First, I decided to dress her up in the clothes of the woman who was strangled, raped and left dressed up in her house by the Kosmetics Killer.. She fit the wearing apparel quite well and I help her apply a thick-skulled bed of make up so she looks just like the original dupe. I even used cosmetics to give her neck a bruised appearance. I gave her some intense position mortem mouthpiece to verbalize kissing and breast contraction in a mock attempt to resuscitate her but of course it was to no avail.

Next, I put her in the mutant bra and shorts of the female scholar who drowned when her raft capsized. They smelled dank and unpleasant but looked bully 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 hair in a trot bum like the scholar and proceeded to French kiss her and flicked her cute tongue around her mouth.

The next set of apparel was the cheerleading costume worn by the lightning strike victim. I could still discover a sweaty smell coming from the costume and it increased her allure. When I was done, she looked so pristine yet incapacitated wearing that lean getup. I could not resist it but to carry her and swing her limp dead body around for a while before pulling up the scant cheerleading skirt and thrusting my phallus into her, ejaculating almost instantly.

The twenty-five percent set of apparel was the Bikini worn by the tsunami victim. I have not washed them since 9 eld 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 weewee into her mouth. Soon, her belly was bloated with pee. As I lay on her body, my weight forced out water system from her mouth. I kissed her and swallowed the H2O that she vomited into my rima oris. I fell asleep after that.

The succeeding day was a Sunday so I had the totally day to myself with her before her congenator came back to pull in her the side by side 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 family did not want her to be embalmed ) and I did not put her in the deep freezer so she has started to molder a bit. I could smell a slight smell of rot coming from her sass and dead body. However, this did not discourage me from my task and instead aroused me even more. She had 3 more Seth of clothes to go through before I start dressing her up in her own burial clothes.

Next up, I decided to dress her up in the clothes left by another drowning victim since she already had a distended belly. I took out the apparel of the fair sex who was knocked unconscious, raped and left to submerge at the beach. Her dress too reek of sea water as I pull them over the cleaning lady. They fit her snugly. Her belly did not reckon bloated enough as I have forced out too 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 significant remains. I hugged her body confining and stroke her swollen belly anyway as I entered her and filled her with my lust, forcing out weewee from her oral cavity and scent as I did so.

The 6th costume was the one worn by the woman who was raped and drowned in her bathtub, and then had her body made up and dressed and placed on her bed for her boyfriend to light upon. I dressed her up in the black top and brown skirt worn by the dupe and applied a lot of make up onto her face. She got a dipsomaniac and good look when I am done, with her water supply bloated belly and over made up but still attractive nerve.

The final examination clothes I planned for my stagnant ravisher was the one by the depregnanted lady. When I received her consistency back then, her foetus had already been removed. I wanted to see how she would have looked fraught so I clothed her in the maternity wearing apparel and still blood stained pants worn by the original victim. I then pumped more body of water into her paunch to make her look heavily pregnant. Finally, I gave her a 'bruise'on her cervix with cosmetics. She looked lovely indeed. I lifted her body up and licked her pretty, sleeping human face. Then I had sex with her hot stiff again, enjoying the thin perfume of decay and her slightly dark-green complexion. Remembering how I drank the milk of the original victim, I sucked on her beautifully perky bosom which were, of trend, milkless but still enjoyable.

Finally, I am done. I stripped her off all her apparel and gave her a good laundry, making sure I left no trace of myself on any part of her body. I also forced out the water that is still swelling up her abdominal cavity. I then dressed her up in the white tank top and jeans that her class wanted her to be buried in. She looked tire out and timeworn ( I felt the Saame too after the joy we had ) and her abdomen was slightly bloated with gas from vector decomposition. She had also turned slightly greenish. After a few More hours, I had restored her melt off look and made her looking live and pretty once more. She looked so pretty I entered her once more, leaving a piece of me inside her forever. She may throw died a virgin but she would be buried significant with my sperm cell .