Computer Memory Of A Funeral Director : Virgin Conception/ Concrete Sexual Love


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26. VIRGIN CONCEPTION ( 2013 )

Name : Y.J.Y.
Age : 18
effort of Death : rip loss from section on stomach. stern damage to internal organs.
Other hurt : Slight chloroform burns on sass and nose.
sentence between demise and delivery to mortician : 13hrs
Notes : This young charwoman was the dupe of a violent but somewhat sexy occult ritual.

Your belly was cut
Impregnated with a Capricorn
I impregnate you

In all my long time as a funeral director, I have only come across one incident of an occult killing. This particular case was remarkable for two affair. number one, the dupe was a lovely young madam. Secondly, the nature of the violent death was really freakish. Her killer whale chloroformed her and proceeded to try to fill a ‘ prognostication'which was found written in the woman's parentage at the tantrum of the crime.

'' In the year of their lord two thousand one three,
When the belly of the new virgin clotheshorse with the child of the beast,
Your come shall find her yielding flesh,
And the Master shall be gratis. ``

He cut loose her abdomen and stuffed ( 'belly of the youthful virgin clotheshorse') a Goat fetus ( 'child of the Beast') inside. He then sewed shut the incison and had sex with the womanhood ( 'your seed shall determine her yielding flesh'), who have by now died from blood loss. He then dressed her back up and put make up on her to make her look more suitable as a partner for the Master. ( Apparently, the prophecy was false because the 'Master'does n't seemed to be freed yet. )

When I received her body, she was clad in a light blue bra and bloodstained pinko pantie. the coroner had already removed the goat foetus and sewed her spine up. The prospicient scar across her belly stood out starkly against her fair peel. I though it looked aphrodisiac. Especially with the hot looking ready up her killer had applied onto her stunningly beautiful face which even last failed to dimninish.. It looked like another of the Kosmetics orca 's dupe but the modus operandi was different so the police did not suspect him this time.

I gave her a long French people kiss on her red lip while fondling her shapely white meat and running my digit down the long row of stitches cutting across her smooth, soft and pale belly. Some blood was still oozing from the wound and I licked some of it from my finger's breadth. It tasted really mellifluous. I held up her limp soundbox and unwrap her bra, causing her perky breasts to pop exempt at me seductively. I then tore off her twain of blood stained pantie and used a hose to wash her violated vagina clean of her killer and rapist's semen.

Next, I proceeded to have some hot sex with the nubile and shapely corpse of my later customer, thrusting into her crashing vagina savagely. As I repeatedly pushed down on her organic structure, Thomas More pedigree leaked from the slit in her belly, lubricating our bodies. I stroked her face and whisker and flicked her tongue around her mouth with mine, savouring the gustatory sensation of her spittle. I inserted my throbbing penis into her inviting lip and shot off a load of cum down her throat which bulged sexily as she swallowed unconsciously. Finally, I shot off my lowest social disease of semen at her belly wound, letting it drip into her body, bonding us in a way that no early cadaver had done.. It was one of the advantageously experiences I had. I collapsed in debilitation on top of her cold but yielding body and fell asleep, enjoying the fragrant olfactory property of her hair.

I woke up an hour later and proceeded with my employment. I gave her a good, retentive wash, taking duplicate care to dampen her mouth and vagina of all my fluids. I carefully cleaned off all traces of the composition applied by her slayer. I then towelled her body dry gently, copping a feel or ten as I was doing so. Next, I took out the habiliment bag her family had delivered to me and dressed her up in virgin white bra and step-in. I dressed her in a lovely pink dress which showed off her long shapely ramification and helped her put on a pair of strapped sandals. Finally, I styled her hair and applied some short make up of my own. Light purple eye phantasm, rouge and a layer of pink lipstick. With her belly wound all covered up and no early visible injury, she looked better than she was alert if I might say so myself.


27. CONCRETE LOVE ( 2013 )
Name : L.J.T.
Age : 21
cause of Death : Asphyxiation due to strangulation.
former Injuries : contusion on binding of head caused by blunt object.
clock time between death and delivery to mortician : 32hrs
banknote : This young woman was yet another victim of the Kosmetics grampus. This time, the killer tried something dissimilar after he was through with her corpse…

Young and so lovely
Unconsciously killed and raped
‘ Pregnant'in concrete

The Kosmetics Killer didn't strike again for a few month after the Christmas Day cleanup nearly 6 months ago. The law was still hunting for him when he struck again but this time it was in a neighbour country. Apparently, the Kosmetics Killer had made his way across the delimitation. The dupe was a 21 year old woman who had travelled there on a day head trip with her Quaker but went missing halfway through the misstep. The police from both body politic could not line up her for 2 24-hour interval but on the third day, someone found his dog barking at a slab of newly laid concrete on the floor next to an abandoned farmhouse. He noticed a foul smell coming from it and called the constabulary. They soon unearthed the corpse of the missing woman buried in the concrete. She had started to decompose but the police could tell that she had been strangled, raped and then made up and dressed up in another set of clothes. They knew it had to be the Kosmetics slayer. What I know is that her family decided to send her corpse to me to prepare for her open casket funeral. It was going to be a challenge given her not being reinvigorated anymore but I would not hand up this challenge. Besides, she looked really pretty from the photographs in the paper.

I went to her corpse the moment she arrived at the morgue. There was a ailing afters aroma which I savoured the moment I walked into the preparation room. I pulled back the tack covering the drained womanhood and realized how lucky I was not to give birth refused this lawsuit. putrefaction had done zippo to her except to enhance her beauty. Her cutis color might have turned light-green but it gave her a unambiguously attractive appearance. Her case did not bloat or swell fortunately, probably due to the cement somehow preserving her beautiful feature article. Her neck opening bore the traces of a reddish bluing strangulation mark. The most arousing part of her trunk was that her abdomen was severely bloated from decomposing accelerator in her eubstance and she looked pregnant and ripe in her sexy pink top and light blue tights. It for certain looked as if she was expecting her killer's tike, a opinion which caused me a great deal joy as I imagine impregnating her again with my sperm cell. stripe of dried cement also covered versatile parts of her consistency, giving her a dirty, helpless and vulnerable appearance, adding to her allure.

I started by kissing her on her lip, still lightly colored by the Kosmetics grampus's lipstick, and stroking her bosom and bloated belly. I gave her belly a patrician puch and was rewarded by a sexy sounding belch and a puff of air of decomposing natural gas which erupted from her mouth into mine. This turned me on even more and I held up her hobble body and ripped off her top, biting and sucking on her slightly rotting breasts. I then pulled off her tights. I realized that she was neither wearing a bra nor panty. Her slayer must have taken them for a keepsake or maybe the police had kept them as evidence. Either way, her wide-cut naked beauty was revealed to me. Marbling of her veins made them stand out in direct contrast to her hide. She looked estrange, yet very attractive.

In the past, I might have hesitated but then given that I already have AIDS, I stripped and plunged into her without consideration of germs and infections I might get from this deadened beauty. My lunge actions pressed down hard onto her distended belly and night, wretched fluid spurted out sexily from her mouth and nozzle in a smelly but aphrodisiacal fountain of gore. to a greater extent despicable fluid was pushed out from her vagina, lubricating it wonderfully. This went on for the next one time of day as her violated torso was violated again by me. I licked, kissed, sucked and massaged her all over her soundbox, hoping that I have given her as much joy as she has given me. I ended my pleasure the common way by inserting my penis between her darkened mouth and shooting off into her wet and inviting back talk. I was so run through I fell asleep next to her for an hour before waking up and starting study.

She was a real challenge as I had to cover up all traces of vector decomposition in her. Fortunately, our sex had forced out fluids and gases from her tum so her abdomen looked flat and clean-cut once more, albeit with some stretchiness marks. In eccentric someone come along, I first washed off all traces of profligate, semen, cementum, my semen and sort out clay juices from her body. I noticed that bloody fluid was still oozing out from her lip, belly button and vagina so I washed them again. Her belly button had become an outie due to all the bloating and I lovingly and patiently cleaned and washed off all the lint in it with a cotton bud. I then did the basic draining of body fluids and injection of formaldehyde with a trocar.

When that was done, I gave her a final shower bath and towelled her dry. I then applied a thick layer of base and powder on her body to break her a lifelike complexion. It was difficult but possible with my years of experience. The only blemish that remained was her strangling St. Mark, which was too discoloured to insure properly so a faint bluish line of merchandise can still be seen around her now carnival and slender neck opening. I then helped her put on a pair of strapless bra and panty before dressing her up in a fruitless tank car top and jeans. Finally, I applied some light make-up on her face. It was naught like the measure the Kosmetics sea wolf normally used but I thought it made her bet really lovely all the Lapplander. Finally, I combed and styled her pilus and put on her pair of methamphetamine. Now, she looked sweet and pretty, all ready for her final viewing .
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