Memories Of A Funeral Undertaker : Virgin Conception/ Concrete Love


Asian, Blowjob, Cum-Swallowing, Extreme, Mature, Pregnant, Virginity
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26. virgin concept ( 2013 )

public figure : Y.J.Y.
Age : 18
causal agency of Death : ancestry red from incision on abdomen. grave damage to internal organs.
Other hurt : Slight chloroform burns on lips and nose.
clock time between demise and delivery to mortician : 13hrs
Notes : This young woman was the victim of a violent but somewhat sexy occult ritual.

Your belly was cut
Impregnated with a Goat
I impregnate you

In all my years as a mortician, I have only come across one incident of an occult killing. This particular grammatical case was notable for two matter. low gear, the dupe was a endearing young lady. Secondly, the nature of the killing was really bizarre. Her sea wolf chloroformed her and proceeded to try to carry out a ‘ prognostication'which was found written in the woman's roue at the fit of the crime.

'' In the year of their nobleman two thousand one three,
When the belly of the Thomas Young virgin fashion plate with the baby of the creature,
Your seed shall find her yielding flesh,
And the Master shall be free. ``

He cut open her abdomen and stuffed ( 'belly of the young virgin swell') a goat foetus ( 'child of the Beast') inside. He then sewed shut the incison and had sex with the char ( 'your semen shall find out her yielding frame'), who have by now died from ancestry red. He then dressed her back up and put progress to up on her to make her smell more suitable as a pardner for the master key. ( 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 pink scanty. the coroner had already removed the Capricorn the Goat fetus and sewed her back up. The farseeing scar across her belly stood out starkly against her bazaar tegument. I though it looked sexy. Especially with the hot looking make up her killer had applied onto her stunningly beautiful face which even demise failed to dimninish.. It looked like another of the Kosmetics grampus 's victim but the modus operandi was different so the constabulary did not suspect him this time.

I gave her a long French people kiss on her red backtalk while fondling her shapely titty and running my digit down the prospicient row of stitches cutting across her smooth, piano and pale belly. Some blood was still oozing from the wound and I licked some of it from my finger. It tasted really sweet. I held up her limp body and unmake her bra, causing her perky titty to pop discharge at me seductively. I then tore off her pair of blood stained panty and used a hose to wash her profaned vagina clean of her grampus and raper's seed.

Next, I proceeded to stimulate some hot sex with the nubile and shapely corpse of my recent customer, thrusting into her fucking vagina savagely. As I repeatedly pushed down on her physical structure, more blood leaked from the slit in her belly, lubricating our eubstance. I stroked her nerve and hair and flicked her tongue around her oral fissure with mine, savouring the sense of taste of her saliva. I inserted my throbbing penis into her inviting mouth and shot off a freight of cum down her throat which bulged sexily as she swallowed unconsciously. Finally, I shot off my last back breaker of seed at her belly wound, letting it drip into her consistence, bonding us in a way that no other cadaver had done.. It was one of the best experiences I had. I collapsed in exhaustion on top of her cold but yielding consistence and fell asleep, enjoying the fragrant smell of her hair.

I woke up an hour later and proceeded with my workplace. I gave her a good, long race, taking spare aid to wash her mouth and vagina of all my fluids. I carefully cleaned off all hint of the physical composition applied by her killer. I then towelled her organic structure dry gently, copping a feel or ten as I was doing so. Next, I took out the clothing bag her family unit had delivered to me and dressed her up in virgin lily-white bra and step-in. I dressed her in a lovely pink dress which showed off her long shapely pegleg and helped her put on a pair of welt sandals. Finally, I styled her hair and applied some wakeful make up of my own. Light royal eye fantasm, blusher and a stratum of pink lipstick. With her belly wound all covered up and no other visible harm, she looked bettor than she was active if I might say so myself.


27. CONCRETE LOVE ( 2013 )
gens : L.J.T.
Age : 21
reason of Death : Asphyxiation due to strangulation.
Other Injuries : contusion on back of head caused by blunt object.
Time between death and manner of speaking to mortician : 32hrs
Notes : This offspring charwoman was yet another victim of the Kosmetics Killer. This time, the Orcinus orca tried something different after he was through with her corpse…

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

The Kosmetics orca didn't strike again for a few month after the Dec 25 violent death nearly 6 month ago. The police was still hunting for him when he struck again but this time it was in a neighbor rural area. Apparently, the Kosmetics cause of death had made his way across the border. The dupe was a 21 class old woman who had travelled there on a day trip with her friends but went missing halfway through the slip. The police force from both countries could not find oneself her for 2 sidereal day 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 clay of the missing woman buried in the concrete. She had started to disintegrate but the law could state 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 Orcinus orca. What I know is that her kinsperson decided to send her remains to me to devise for her surface casket funeral. It was going to be a challenge given her not being fresh anymore but I would not pass up this challenge. Besides, she looked really pretty from the photographs in the newspaper publisher.

I went to her corpse the moment she arrived at the dead room. There was a under the weather sweet smell which I savoured the moment I walked into the cooking room. I pulled back the sheet covering the suddenly woman and realized how lucky I was not to sustain refused this case. Decomposition had done nothing to her except to raise her stunner. Her skin color might give turned greenish but it gave her a unambiguously attractive coming into court. Her face did not bloat or swell fortunately, probably due to the cement somehow preserving her beautiful feature. Her neck bore the trace of a reddish blue angel strangulation mark. The most arousing part of her body was that her abdomen was severely bloated from decomposing gas in her organic structure and she looked pregnant and ripe in her sexy pinko top and light puritanic tights. It for certain looked as if she was expecting her killer's kid, a thought which caused me much pleasure as I imagine impregnating her again with my spermatozoon. Streaks of dried cementum also covered diverse parts of her consistency, giving her a dirty, helpless and vulnerable show, adding to her allurement.

I started by kissing her on her lips, still lightly colored by the Kosmetics Killer's lip rouge, and stroking her breasts and bloated belly. I gave her belly a aristocratical puch and was rewarded by a aphrodisiacal sounding belch and a whiff of decomposing petrol which erupted from her mouth into mine. This turned me on even more and I held up her limp eubstance 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 scanty. Her orca must have taken them for a keepsake or maybe the law had kept them as grounds. Either way, her full-of-the-moon bare beauty was revealed to me. Marbling of her veins made them endure out in contrast to her skin. She looked alien, yet very attractive.

In the past tense, I might have hesitated but then given that I already have AIDS, I stripped and plunged into her without consideration of germ and infections I might get from this dead beauty. My thrusting actions pressed down hard onto her distended belly and saturnine, slimy fluid spurted out sexily from her oral cavity and olfactory organ in a smelly but sexy natural spring of gore. Thomas More slimy fluid was pushed out from her vagina, lubricating it wonderfully. This went on for the next one hour as her assault body was violated again by me. I licked, kissed, sucked and massaged her all over her dead body, hoping that I have given her as much delight as she has given me. I ended my pleasure the usual way by inserting my penis between her darkened back talk and shooting off into her wet and inviting mouth. I was so fagged I fell asleep side by side to her for an time of day before waking up and starting oeuvre.

She was a material challenge as I had to insure up all traces of decomposition in her. Fortunately, our sex had forced out fluids and gases from her stomach so her stomach looked flatcar and trim once more, albeit with some stretch marks. In compositor's case individual come along, I first washed off all traces of blood, semen, cement, my semen and motley corpse juice 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 eubstance fluids and injectant of formaldehyde with a trocar.

When that was done, I gave her a final shower and towelled her dry. I then applied a thick layer of understructure and powder on her body to generate her a lifelike complexion. It was unmanageable but potential with my years of experience. The alone mar that remained was her throttling Deutschmark, which was too discolor to cover properly so a faint bluish line can still be seen around her now fair and slender neck. I then helped her put on a duad of strapless bra and panties before dressing her up in a futile army tank top and jeans. Finally, I applied some light makeup on her face. It was zippo like the quantity the Kosmetics Killer normally used but I thought it made her look really lovely all the Lapplander. Finally, I combed and styled her hair and put on her pair of field glass. Now, she looked Sweet and pretty, all prepare for her final viewing .
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