Starring Nora Riley and Miles

Another one of the Joker’s goons dead. She’s been delivered to the morgue curled up inside a trash bag. She’s dressed in some kind of clown uniform. The mortician is irritated and tempted to just discard her in the dumpster out back. The Joker’s kills are notorious for being boobytrapped, and he doesn’t want to end up dead.

…but wait, is that? Is that money? Hm. Maybe if he’s just careful, he can process this goon’s body without getting hurt. He can’t just let all that cash go to waste! Consumed by greed, the mortician pulls the body out of the trash bag, breaking rigor in her stiff limbs so that she is workable. Once she’s limber enough to lay flat on the table, the morgue tech starts to strip off her clothes.

He peels off her body suit, collecting all the cash that is stuck in her uniform. Maybe he’ll take his girlfriend out for a nice steak dinner tonight. He takes off her shoes so he can finish removing the body suit. He peels the suit off, slowly, carefully. Her feet are filthy. Actually her whole body is filthy. She will definitely need to be cleaned. Especially that horrible clown makeup on her face; its loudness seems to taunt him in the silence of the morgue.

Moving on. He takes off her bra and panties. They have cartoon faces on them. A dead woman in childish panties is a tasteless joke and he doesn’t find it funny. At least he got some cash out of the deal. Now the body is naked, save for the tinsel wig and that face paint.

Okay, that makeup needs to come off; it’s disgusting. She might even be beautiful underneath. He grabs a rag and starts to wipe at the stubborn makeup. Good thing she’s dead so he doesn’t have to be gentile. This stuff is really on there. Slowly but surely, he makes progress, revealing the pretty face underneath. He finally gets most of it off. That will have to do.

He continues washing the body with the rag, rolling her over to reach every spot on the body. Once she’s been throughly washed off, the tech grabs a sheet of plastic and lays it over the body, the piercing blue eyes staring vacantly at the ceiling through rings of leftover makeup. He grabs the money. Time for that steak dinner.



Fetish Elements: Sexual Content, Clown Makeup, Costumes, Body Washing, Stripping, Limp Fetish, Breaking Rigor, Body Rolling, Dirty Feet, Plastic, Foot Views, Body Views.