Diary of the Kosmetics Killer ( Entry # 2 )

A few workweek after my first kill, I was starting to long for another sexy corpse. This time, my cover girl dupe would be soul I saw in the subway. She was rather petite but in a slim and sexy way. She was wearing a tight black spaghetti strap top which showed off her small, shapely and perky tit and gave a steer of her cleavage. She was also wearing a retentive light Brown skirt which clung to her body, showing off her sexy ass and legs. Her lightly tanned skin hinted that she was rather sporty. While she was only very lightly made up, her sexiness captured my care and lustfulness instantly. I guess she did not ask her dressing that day to contribute to her expiry but things happen. I was especially intrigued by her liquid flat belly without any shadow of fats, clearly discernible behind her mean accommodation top. I fantasize about how it would look if her abdomen was to become large and bloated. Through maternity perhaps. Or by drowning.

I followed her rest home by subway while eavesdropping on her conversation via her mobile telephone set with a friend. I found out that she was a student staying alone in an apartment and that she would not be meeting anyone until her boyfriend seminal fluid to foot her up the next day. I could not believe my luck as I confirmed her for the next kill. I walked behind as she got off at her station and walked towards a nearby flat building. She climbed the steps to her room as I stealthily followed behind. At her room access, she stopped to talk with a neighbour so I could not make my move. She soon went into her room and closed the doorway. After waiting a few minutes and making for sure there was no one around, I went up to her room access and phone the bell. A few present moment later, the lovely young cleaning woman still dressed in her seductive clothes opened the doorway. I quickly pushed her in and kicked the doorway shut. I then delivered a carefully aimed chop to the nape of her cervix, causing her to lose consciousness instantly. My years of training in karate have not let me down this time again.

The woman slumped limply into my arms and I lay her onto the level. I wasted no time in pulling off her wench and panty and quickly penetrated her puss, rupturing her hymen and causing her to bleed. This one was a virgin ! I kissed and fondled her side and knocker as I thrust into her with a steady rhythm. Soon, I have left my sperm deep within her. However, I was not done. I am not going to strangle this one. Rather, I remembered thinking of how sexy her bloated belly would appear. I considered forcing piddle down her lip until her stomach bloats but that was before I discovered that she had a tub and it was already filled with water. She must ingest been getting make for her bath before I struck. I will let her finish her tub while unconscious.

First, I stripped her of all her clothing so she lay fully naked in nominal head of me. Her tit were buoyant and shapely even without her bra. I carried her to the toilet and gently lowered her into the bathtub. She was submerged quickly and house of cards started to come out out of her backtalk and olfactory organ as she took in water. I watched her slowly drown and more and more water entered her lungs and stomach. After 15 minutes, I lifted her up form the bath tub and laid her on her bed. Her wet drippage dead body seemed heavier and soon it became obvious to me why. My design had worked. Her once slim and flat abdomen is now grossly bloated with the weewee she as swallowed unconsciously. It gave a lush ripe look which enhances her knockout and sex appeal. I could not help it but climbed onto the bed and entered her again. This clock time, the results were salient. When I jumped onto her physical structure, my weight pushed down onto her water distended belly and water supply spurt out from her mouth and nostril, spraying me straight person in the face. I slurped up all the H2O which tasted sweet and yummy before having sex with her corpse again. This time, I blew air into her back talk in a fake attempt at CPR, knowing that she is beyond resuscitation. Soon, I was done. All the pressing on her consistency had made her belly less bloated so I carried her into the tub and placed her mind underwater again while keeping her body kneeling at the boundary of the bathtub. I could try water gushing into her unresolved backtalk and soon, her belly became snipe and vain again.

I carried her onto the bed and dried her of all the water, squeezing her breasts as I did so. I then dressed her back in her bra, undies, top and skirt. Her sloshed fitting top could no longer fit nicely over her bulging belly and I as I was forcing it down, I pressed on her belly a lilliputian too hard and some water flowed out of her rima oris again. I found her vomiitting so aphrodisiacal that I rammed my penis into her lip and shot off a load of cum into her mouth, watching the semen drip out from her mouth and down her face.I then wiped off the cum and continued dressing her. Finally, she was all dressed up. This clock time, I have brought my own make up kit so I applied a bright red lipstick, dark blue eye shadow and purpurate mascara on her. I also applied blusher to her ashen cheeks. She soon looked lovely though she had a somewhat anguish saying. I do not blame her, after all that she has gone through.

She would make a lovely surprise for her boyfriend when he came the adjacent day .