“How sad.” It’s the first thought that came into her head, as she pulled back the thin, cotton sheet that had covered the young girl’s body. A stunning platinum blonde, she looked like she was ready for a night on the town, wearing a pretty dress and perfect make-up. After working with cadavers for a few years, the forensic tech had developed a stoic attitude, but the young ones always got to her. Particularly when the death was caused by an act of violence.
In the eternal words of the esteemed poet, Nelly, “It’s getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes. What is true for the club, seems to hold true for the morgue, as pretty, blonde technician, Olga, sheds her top due to a broken air conditioner. To make matter even more distracting, the cadaver to be examined is a statuesque beauty, stripped naked in advance of the exam. There’s so much fine female flesh on display that I couldn’t decide where to look, and that’s quite alright by me.
Jill needed a physical exam as one of the requirements of her new job, but she didn’t exam it to be so thorough. This doctor and nurse team go the extra mile to get to know their patient, from checking her beautiful boobs for lumps to a balls deep gyn exam. Forget the co-pay; Jill gets on her knees and swabs her own throat with the doctor’s throbbing pole, until he gives her a sperm sample. How come that wasn’t written into the latest healthcare bill?
Join Dr. Journey as she investigates the circumstances of sweet Mary Jane’s untimely death. Massive bruises across Mary Jane’s head and torso coupled with ligature marks on her throat make it obvious that this lovely angel suffered a very violent death. Watch as her body is stripped of all clothing and inspected by the thorough Doctor. Mary Jane flops lifelessly as Dr. Journey manipulates her body into the ideal positions for her examination. One suspects that Mary Jane might be a virgin after Dr. Journey painstakingly swabs her incredibly tight pussy, but it’s really hard to believe with a body like that.
Life is so fragile, a fatale illness or accident, like the Sword of Damocles, could be waiting to take us at any moment. Take Melissa, for instance, a beautiful, young girl in the prime of her life, about to suffer a serious, life-threatening event. She’s relaxing in the comfort of her own home when a severe pain explodes in her chest. Luckily, she was on the phone and the person she was talking to was astute enough to call 911 and get her help. Within moments, an EMT breaks through her door to find the unconscious Melissa unbreathing and unresponsive.
I think Dr. Whyte likes her job just a bit too much. She may be examining a corpse, but her touch is anything but professional. Whether it’s grabbing handfuls of soft boob flesh, spreading those plump labia or spreading those long, sexy legs to get a great view of the deceased Olga’s beautiful ass, the doctor’s gloved hands are more seductive than clinical. She probes the dead blonde’s body more thoroughly than Robert Mueller probed Michael Flynn. And just like Mueller’s investigation, if there is any evidence to find on Olga’s cadaver, she’s going to find it.
Lea is so stressed! Nothing seems to be going right and she just doesn’t know what to do. Her boyfriend tries to get her to relax, but it’s too late. The mounting anxiety brings with it a pounding heart and sky rocketing blood pressure, which soon becomes shortness of breath and crushing chest pain. She doubles over, clutching her chest, and collapses to the floor. Her boyfriend rushes to her side, panicking when he discovers her limp and unresponsive.