Bits of blood and bone went through thai the air as he worked, but it only took a few minutes to finally break through. Setting the saw aside, he pulled at the top of her head, her brown hair between his fingers, working it off of her and then placing it down on the tray nearby. There, amidst a bit of blood and cerebral fluid, sat the pink, mushy mass of Saema’s brain. With a scalpel and scooping tool, he traced the edges of the brain and removed it, bringing its spongy mass over to the scale and weighing it, noting the numbers listed. After taking dildo some samples and carefully scrutinizing it, he was finally finished with the main part of her autopsy. One of the autopsy assistants that was on duty, a female med student of about 23, walked over to Autopsy japan Station #6.“Looks pretty standard to me,” Chris said, putting his pen away and handing the girl the clipboard. “Looks like she died from the strangulation. We won’t know if she was drugged or anything until we get the blood samples analyzed, but I think this is a pretty straight-forward thing we have here.” She nodded. “You know the drill. Get the organs we took out preserved and sealed in viscera bags and get her sewn back up. She’ll be getting I.D.’d this afternoon and then we’ll see what the family wants to do with her.” “Got it,” she replied as he walked away. The autopsy done, Chris turned and walked a few paces away, removing his gloves as he walked and dropping them in a biohazard bin. Behind him, the transgendered girl's body was completely cut open, her organs being weighed and examined, her skull completely empty, and a look of shock on her face. Meanwhile, the female med student grabbed Saema's feet and, with the help of a young man who showed up with a new gurney, transferred her onto the cart and began wheeling her back to the processing room. The girl parked Saema’s autopsied body at the end of the line in the processing room, next to the body of a 38-year-old male tourist named Jay Marks who had died during a mugging. A technician was finishing up the final stitches on the already-autopsied corpse. He was around six feet tall, had short, jet-black hair, and a bit of a heavier build. His circumcised member lay limp against black, bushy pubic hair, his glassed-over blue eyes staring at nothing. When finished with the stitching, the tech began making notes on a second toe-tag that would soon be applied to his right big toe. Saema’s tech looked her stark naked corpse over and then double-checked some paperwork, setting the clipboard she had in hand aside and going over to a nearby work station to grab masturbate a tray of tools she would need to get Saema back into a halfway presentable state. Beginning at the bottom of her incision, right at her pubic bone, the girl took a black threading and the long needle she had and began to close up the large incision. Later, this would have to be reopened by the mortuary staff responsible for her final preparations, but for now it was important to seal her back up and get her on ice to retard putrification. Her soft, pale flesh was easily pulled back in as she continued the stitching, though she stopped just below the girl’s cracked ribs. Here, she reached over to the tray containing the sawed up bony mass of her breastplate and placed it back inside her chest. This, too, would be internally wired back into place during the process of prepping her body for her viewing, but this was beyond her current scope right now. Once the ribs were laid in place, she pulled the flesh closed and finished sewing up the center and the two outer lines of the Y on her chest. Next, a tube of surgical glue was opened and the medical student started with the left fork of the Y and began covering the stitching with clear glue so as to ensure the cuts did not open back up. She continued going over the whole of the incision, which took her several minutes. With that out of the way, she put the needle, thread, and glue down on a tray and looked at Saema’s face. Since she wasn’t going to put the girl’s brain back in her head, the tech grabbed some filler paper (not unlike tissue paper, though not very absorbent) and began balling it up. She made several wads of the tissue-like substance and then began packing it into her cranial cavity. This had Solo to be done in such a way as to make it very dense, not light, so that her head would retain its proper posture as if the mass that normally was inside it still remained. 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