Zomkelly



Women dressed up as zombies.

DJ Zomdoken has this to say:

This post is dedicated to Zomkelly, who I think, is the loveliest Zomwoman to ever emerge from a grave.

You see, she is beautiful. Where can I begin to properly exalt her beauty? She is young for a cadaver, having only been 3 months since her departure from the living, she is at a ripe age.

Her skin is like sandpaper; it flakes like snow. It is cold to the touch. Since most zombies cannot but dream of visiting the arctic, to touch Zomkelly’s skin is to touch a dream.

Peering into her eyes is to peer into her inner beauty. This is because she has no eyes and her inner beauty is seen magnificently through the darkness left in their place.

Her hair is delicately thin; to touch it would be a sin against the zombie religion. For to touch it would be to damage one of the twenty finesse strands; each standing for a tier of the love a zombie can have for Zomkelly.

Her nose is perfectly flat; allowing her elegant face to be like a peaceful plain only interrupted by the hills of her teeth escaping her slender mouth.

Her seven fingers are long, thin and sensual. Her single breast can make even the toughest zombie melt in passion. Her entrails wrap around her waist like a seductive snake tempting and inviting you to taste the fruit of her tree.

Though this in no way can properly express the true beauty of Zomkelly, it is my humble attempt to spread the word of this fair Zommaiden.

I encourage you all to write tributes to the one you think is the most beautiful Zommaiden, although I cannot attest that any may be more beautiful than Zomkelly.


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