The Tomb of Anck-su-namun
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The Tomb of Anck-su-namun
This is a one-shot story, based on the Mummy but instead of Imhotep we have Anck-su-namun. Here a team of British archaeologists as recently unearthed her tomb, unaware that it is in fact a prison. Seizing it's chance her loyal cult, The Daughters of Apep, have despatched a lone disciple to infiltrate and raise her mummy. I doing so, will set in motion a new era of Chaos upon the Earth...
In the dead of the cold desert night, a lone female figure lay prostrate on the sand, observing the comings on goings of the so called archaeologists, more like grave robbers if you asked Layla. Disciple Layla, was a member of the Daughters of Apep, an all female cult dedicated to the worship of Apep or Apophis, the Egyptian God of Chaos. When the news that a team of "archaeologists", had discovered the tomb of their long lost High Priestess, the Daughters, despatched Layla with a passage from the Book of the Dead. Her mission was to ensure the resurrection of Anck-su-namun, and bring her back to the cults hidden temple, her skills as a mistress of disguise made her an obvious choice. Layla, was 22 years old with the tanned skin, high cheekbones, brown almond shaped eyes and an angular face, all products of her Egyptian heritage. Her raven coloured hair, was done up in a braided ponytail hung from the back of her head, she was currently dressed in a flannel shirt, tight blue jeans, black and tan trainers, underwhich she wore a matching white camisole and hipster shorts . She reflected on her mission so far, she had already murdered a young blonde American tourist, taking the woman's clothes and car, including her underwear, just to get to the dig site. Her usual attire, her crimson robes, would have stood out. Now Layla, scanned the dig site looking for a suitable candidate for a new disguise.
There where many young female grave robbers, who clothes would fit Layla, but many were clustered to the dig site in groups. It would be impossible, to eliminate one without the others noticing. After ten minutes, Layla spotted a young woman walk away from the dig site towards a secluded rocky outcrop not far from Kayla's position but quite far from the dig site. She was clutching a packet of cigarettes, disgusting habit thought Layla as she appraised the young archaeologist. She was a pretty little thing, with shallow cheekbones, big blue doe eyes and a rounded face, with long brown hair that reached past her shoulders, a pair of wrap around sunglasses perched on her head. Layla felt attracted to her, she preferred western women. She was dressed in a short sleeved grey top, with beige hot pant shorts belted at the waist with a black leather belt, with a small CB radio clipped above her right buttock. Her long divine legs, ended in tan lace booties underwhich she wore white ankle socks. A pair of studded earrings, and a heart shaped chain hung about her neck with a pink watch on her left wrist. Layla smiled, the girl had a wonderful slim athletic figure, she was exactly her size. Readying her rope garrote, Layla moved in for the kill.
Harriet Kendall was 20, and was in her second year majoring in Archaeology at Oxford University. She had been saving up for months to go on this trip of a lifetime to Egypt, the land of the Pharaohs, a dream come true. Not to mention the research credits would go a long way to securing her final year. As she walked towards a small rock, she reflected that it was a shame that her girlfriend Sammy couldn't make the trip. Harriet inwardly laughed, she was busy back home feeding the cat, while Harriet was walking through history. Has she sat down on the rock, she was too distracted lighting her cigarette to notice the shadow behind her, or to register the sensation of a garrote looping around her slender throat. Harriet had no time to cry out, as she felt one tug, crushing her throat and killing her instantly. Her murderer pulled her corpse behind the rock, using the garotte.
Layla propped up the girl's corpse against the rock, stripping off her old disguise. Now completely naked, Layla began to strip the dead archaeologist. She started by removing the girls accessories and jewellery, including the ear studs, watch and necklace, and putting them on. Next she unlaced the girl's tan booties, removing them and the white socks from her small feet. Slipping the socks on, Layla held up the dead girl's arms pulling off her grey top over her head, revealing a white lace bra covering her breasts. Reaching around the dead girl's back, Layla unclasped the bra slipping the garment from her shoulders, exposing the dead girl's small but buoyant firm B-cup breasts with perky slightly pointed dark pink areolas, she then clasped the bra around her bare breasts. Layla, then unbelted the shorts working them off her hips, peeling them down her long divine legs and off the body. Trained to take everything she needed from a corpse, Layla pulled off the dead girl's matching lace thong, revealing a small vulva crowned with a trimmed strip of brown pubic hair, Layla slipped on the lacy underwear between her thighs. As she got dressed in her stolen clothes, Layla regarded the naked dead archaeologist, while she was attracted to her, Layla felt nothing else. The girls death served a higher purpose. When she was finished, Layla looped her satchel over her head, and emerged from the rocks, leaving the naked corpse of Harriet Kendall behind.
Using her disguise, Layla walked through the dig site making her way underground. Has she walked through the ancient passages, Layla's eyes widened as she beheld the hieroglyphs that lined the walls of her mistresses prison, she had studied the ancient histories during her neophyte tears. But nothing prepared her for actually seeing the history come to life. Steeling herself, Layla approached the central burial chamber where Anck-su-namun's sarcophagus was located, passing a lone young female Archaeologist on the way. As she approached the sarcophagus, an image of the high priestess carved into the wood, Layla felt a sense of rapture, caressing the beautiful carved features of her mistress. " Soon, my lady. You will awaken and bring chaos on this world." Wasting no time, Layla removed the lid of the sarcophagus, revealing the naked withered 3000 year old mummy of her mistress, Anck-su-namun. Taking the ritual pages, Layla began to intone the ancient rites to bring the dead to life. A golden light began to pulse from the sarcophagus, Layla began to laugh in ecstasy, as she heard a female voice from behind her. " What are you doing?"
Layla smiled, it was the young archaeologist she had passed earlier. Layla appraised her, like many western women she was very attractive. With slender cheekbones, hazel eyes, and a slightly squared face. Her blonde hair, covered by a straw trilby hat. She was wearing a khaki tank top, over which she wore an olive green open jacket, with a pair of khaki flannel shorts, held up by brown leather belt. A pair of laced khaki booties on her feet, with a pair of white socks underneath. She wore a medallion that hung from her neck, resting between her C-cup breasts, and a watch at her left wrist. " What is your name, girl?" Layla asked her. The archaeologists eyes full of fear, darting from Layla to the glowing sarcophagus answered. " Emma Cosgrave, who are you?" Layla grabbed the girl by the arm, dragging her towards the sarcophagus. " Let go, your hurting me!" Layla her eyes wide with rapture held the girl over the sarcophagus. " Don't fret Emma, you are privy to a new world. And you are it's first sacrifice." Before Emma could scream, the mummy's arm shot up grabbing her by the the throat. Emma tried to pull away, but the mummy's grip was too strong. It pulled her into a passionate embrace, planting it's dead lips on the girls and kissed her. Layla became aroused as she saw her mistress, suck the soul from Emma Cosgrave, her withered features suddenly regaining their former colour, beautiful tanned skin, shoulder length black hair, deep brown eyes. Emma began to buck as her soul left her body, then her eyes rolled closed as she slumped dead in the iron grip of Anck-su-namun.
The girls purpose served, the high priestess dropped the drained corpse to the ground with a flick of the wrist. As she rose from her crypt, naked she was greeted by a strangely dressed girl, who bowed to her in the traditional manner of the lower kingdom. " Identify yourself, serf." She said with a clipped British accent, the girl's memories allowing her to comprehend the strange new language. " High priestess, I'am Layla a faithful disciple, of the Daughters of Apep. I was sent to rescue you from these grave robbers that defile your sanctum." The high priestess smiled, kneeling beside the corpse of the dead girl, caressing her jacket. " So the Daughters persist after all these years, I humbled by your devotion, sister. But before we leave this place, I must be similarly attired as you are. I shall not walk onto the desert sands naked, the clothing of this girl will suffice." As she began to strip the dead girl, Layla bowed again. " As you command mistress, it was her purpose after all." As Layla stood guard, Anck-su-namun first yanked the medallion from around the girls'neck, looping it over her head then removed the girls watch and studded earrings. Next, the high priestess removed her hat then unlaced the dead girl's booties, removing them and the socks. After she slipped the socks on her feet, the high priestess slipped off the girls jacket off her shoulders. Then turning the corpse onto her back, she flicked the dead girl's arms up pulling off her tank top over her head, exposing her well rounded and firm C-cup breasts with light pink roundel shaped areolas. Anck-su-namun pulled the garment over her head, then unbelted the khaki shorts working them off the dead girls hips, peeled them done her long legs and off her body. The high priestess then slipped off, the lace blue hipster thong with a small ribbon from between the woman's legs, revealing a small vulva with a small tuft of golden pubic hair. After she slipped on the curiously comfortable underwear, the high priestess got dressed in the rest of the dead girls clothes, placing the hat on her head. On the whole, compared to the garments she used to wear, Anck-su-namun liked the strange modern garments, they were comfortable and fit quite well. Layla approached her mistress. " Her clothes suit you, mistress. Come let us leave this place." The high priestess smiled. " This is your world, discliple lead on." Leaving the naked corpse of Emma Cosgrave behind.
As they got back to the surface, walking back towards the stolen jeep, the high priestess turned to Layla. " Tell me Layla where is my lover, my dear Nefertiti?" Layla got into the jeep, behind the wheel. " These meddlesome fools, have already taken her to the British museum in London. But don't fear mistress, your loyal Daughters are already concocting a plan, to free her as we speak." Anck-su-namun smiled, placing her hand on her disciples shoulder. "I'am gladdened to her it, sister. Rest assured, among my disciples you will be richly rewarded for your actions here." She removed her hand. " But before we go, let us teach these meddlesome fools about the cost of their defilement." The high priestess raised her arms, intoning a few words of ancient Egyptian. Suddenly, a plague of locusts descended upon the dig site, causing many to scream and run in fear. Layla felt a fire in her loins, as she saw her mistress punish the interlopers. When she was finished, the high priestess turned to Layla, an evil smile danced on her lips." Came, my dear Layla. There is a whole world waiting for us." Layla laughed as she pulled the stolen jeep into gear, driving off into the cold desert night.
In the dead of the cold desert night, a lone female figure lay prostrate on the sand, observing the comings on goings of the so called archaeologists, more like grave robbers if you asked Layla. Disciple Layla, was a member of the Daughters of Apep, an all female cult dedicated to the worship of Apep or Apophis, the Egyptian God of Chaos. When the news that a team of "archaeologists", had discovered the tomb of their long lost High Priestess, the Daughters, despatched Layla with a passage from the Book of the Dead. Her mission was to ensure the resurrection of Anck-su-namun, and bring her back to the cults hidden temple, her skills as a mistress of disguise made her an obvious choice. Layla, was 22 years old with the tanned skin, high cheekbones, brown almond shaped eyes and an angular face, all products of her Egyptian heritage. Her raven coloured hair, was done up in a braided ponytail hung from the back of her head, she was currently dressed in a flannel shirt, tight blue jeans, black and tan trainers, underwhich she wore a matching white camisole and hipster shorts . She reflected on her mission so far, she had already murdered a young blonde American tourist, taking the woman's clothes and car, including her underwear, just to get to the dig site. Her usual attire, her crimson robes, would have stood out. Now Layla, scanned the dig site looking for a suitable candidate for a new disguise.
There where many young female grave robbers, who clothes would fit Layla, but many were clustered to the dig site in groups. It would be impossible, to eliminate one without the others noticing. After ten minutes, Layla spotted a young woman walk away from the dig site towards a secluded rocky outcrop not far from Kayla's position but quite far from the dig site. She was clutching a packet of cigarettes, disgusting habit thought Layla as she appraised the young archaeologist. She was a pretty little thing, with shallow cheekbones, big blue doe eyes and a rounded face, with long brown hair that reached past her shoulders, a pair of wrap around sunglasses perched on her head. Layla felt attracted to her, she preferred western women. She was dressed in a short sleeved grey top, with beige hot pant shorts belted at the waist with a black leather belt, with a small CB radio clipped above her right buttock. Her long divine legs, ended in tan lace booties underwhich she wore white ankle socks. A pair of studded earrings, and a heart shaped chain hung about her neck with a pink watch on her left wrist. Layla smiled, the girl had a wonderful slim athletic figure, she was exactly her size. Readying her rope garrote, Layla moved in for the kill.
Harriet Kendall was 20, and was in her second year majoring in Archaeology at Oxford University. She had been saving up for months to go on this trip of a lifetime to Egypt, the land of the Pharaohs, a dream come true. Not to mention the research credits would go a long way to securing her final year. As she walked towards a small rock, she reflected that it was a shame that her girlfriend Sammy couldn't make the trip. Harriet inwardly laughed, she was busy back home feeding the cat, while Harriet was walking through history. Has she sat down on the rock, she was too distracted lighting her cigarette to notice the shadow behind her, or to register the sensation of a garrote looping around her slender throat. Harriet had no time to cry out, as she felt one tug, crushing her throat and killing her instantly. Her murderer pulled her corpse behind the rock, using the garotte.
Layla propped up the girl's corpse against the rock, stripping off her old disguise. Now completely naked, Layla began to strip the dead archaeologist. She started by removing the girls accessories and jewellery, including the ear studs, watch and necklace, and putting them on. Next she unlaced the girl's tan booties, removing them and the white socks from her small feet. Slipping the socks on, Layla held up the dead girl's arms pulling off her grey top over her head, revealing a white lace bra covering her breasts. Reaching around the dead girl's back, Layla unclasped the bra slipping the garment from her shoulders, exposing the dead girl's small but buoyant firm B-cup breasts with perky slightly pointed dark pink areolas, she then clasped the bra around her bare breasts. Layla, then unbelted the shorts working them off her hips, peeling them down her long divine legs and off the body. Trained to take everything she needed from a corpse, Layla pulled off the dead girl's matching lace thong, revealing a small vulva crowned with a trimmed strip of brown pubic hair, Layla slipped on the lacy underwear between her thighs. As she got dressed in her stolen clothes, Layla regarded the naked dead archaeologist, while she was attracted to her, Layla felt nothing else. The girls death served a higher purpose. When she was finished, Layla looped her satchel over her head, and emerged from the rocks, leaving the naked corpse of Harriet Kendall behind.
Using her disguise, Layla walked through the dig site making her way underground. Has she walked through the ancient passages, Layla's eyes widened as she beheld the hieroglyphs that lined the walls of her mistresses prison, she had studied the ancient histories during her neophyte tears. But nothing prepared her for actually seeing the history come to life. Steeling herself, Layla approached the central burial chamber where Anck-su-namun's sarcophagus was located, passing a lone young female Archaeologist on the way. As she approached the sarcophagus, an image of the high priestess carved into the wood, Layla felt a sense of rapture, caressing the beautiful carved features of her mistress. " Soon, my lady. You will awaken and bring chaos on this world." Wasting no time, Layla removed the lid of the sarcophagus, revealing the naked withered 3000 year old mummy of her mistress, Anck-su-namun. Taking the ritual pages, Layla began to intone the ancient rites to bring the dead to life. A golden light began to pulse from the sarcophagus, Layla began to laugh in ecstasy, as she heard a female voice from behind her. " What are you doing?"
Layla smiled, it was the young archaeologist she had passed earlier. Layla appraised her, like many western women she was very attractive. With slender cheekbones, hazel eyes, and a slightly squared face. Her blonde hair, covered by a straw trilby hat. She was wearing a khaki tank top, over which she wore an olive green open jacket, with a pair of khaki flannel shorts, held up by brown leather belt. A pair of laced khaki booties on her feet, with a pair of white socks underneath. She wore a medallion that hung from her neck, resting between her C-cup breasts, and a watch at her left wrist. " What is your name, girl?" Layla asked her. The archaeologists eyes full of fear, darting from Layla to the glowing sarcophagus answered. " Emma Cosgrave, who are you?" Layla grabbed the girl by the arm, dragging her towards the sarcophagus. " Let go, your hurting me!" Layla her eyes wide with rapture held the girl over the sarcophagus. " Don't fret Emma, you are privy to a new world. And you are it's first sacrifice." Before Emma could scream, the mummy's arm shot up grabbing her by the the throat. Emma tried to pull away, but the mummy's grip was too strong. It pulled her into a passionate embrace, planting it's dead lips on the girls and kissed her. Layla became aroused as she saw her mistress, suck the soul from Emma Cosgrave, her withered features suddenly regaining their former colour, beautiful tanned skin, shoulder length black hair, deep brown eyes. Emma began to buck as her soul left her body, then her eyes rolled closed as she slumped dead in the iron grip of Anck-su-namun.
The girls purpose served, the high priestess dropped the drained corpse to the ground with a flick of the wrist. As she rose from her crypt, naked she was greeted by a strangely dressed girl, who bowed to her in the traditional manner of the lower kingdom. " Identify yourself, serf." She said with a clipped British accent, the girl's memories allowing her to comprehend the strange new language. " High priestess, I'am Layla a faithful disciple, of the Daughters of Apep. I was sent to rescue you from these grave robbers that defile your sanctum." The high priestess smiled, kneeling beside the corpse of the dead girl, caressing her jacket. " So the Daughters persist after all these years, I humbled by your devotion, sister. But before we leave this place, I must be similarly attired as you are. I shall not walk onto the desert sands naked, the clothing of this girl will suffice." As she began to strip the dead girl, Layla bowed again. " As you command mistress, it was her purpose after all." As Layla stood guard, Anck-su-namun first yanked the medallion from around the girls'neck, looping it over her head then removed the girls watch and studded earrings. Next, the high priestess removed her hat then unlaced the dead girl's booties, removing them and the socks. After she slipped the socks on her feet, the high priestess slipped off the girls jacket off her shoulders. Then turning the corpse onto her back, she flicked the dead girl's arms up pulling off her tank top over her head, exposing her well rounded and firm C-cup breasts with light pink roundel shaped areolas. Anck-su-namun pulled the garment over her head, then unbelted the khaki shorts working them off the dead girls hips, peeled them done her long legs and off her body. The high priestess then slipped off, the lace blue hipster thong with a small ribbon from between the woman's legs, revealing a small vulva with a small tuft of golden pubic hair. After she slipped on the curiously comfortable underwear, the high priestess got dressed in the rest of the dead girls clothes, placing the hat on her head. On the whole, compared to the garments she used to wear, Anck-su-namun liked the strange modern garments, they were comfortable and fit quite well. Layla approached her mistress. " Her clothes suit you, mistress. Come let us leave this place." The high priestess smiled. " This is your world, discliple lead on." Leaving the naked corpse of Emma Cosgrave behind.
As they got back to the surface, walking back towards the stolen jeep, the high priestess turned to Layla. " Tell me Layla where is my lover, my dear Nefertiti?" Layla got into the jeep, behind the wheel. " These meddlesome fools, have already taken her to the British museum in London. But don't fear mistress, your loyal Daughters are already concocting a plan, to free her as we speak." Anck-su-namun smiled, placing her hand on her disciples shoulder. "I'am gladdened to her it, sister. Rest assured, among my disciples you will be richly rewarded for your actions here." She removed her hand. " But before we go, let us teach these meddlesome fools about the cost of their defilement." The high priestess raised her arms, intoning a few words of ancient Egyptian. Suddenly, a plague of locusts descended upon the dig site, causing many to scream and run in fear. Layla felt a fire in her loins, as she saw her mistress punish the interlopers. When she was finished, the high priestess turned to Layla, an evil smile danced on her lips." Came, my dear Layla. There is a whole world waiting for us." Layla laughed as she pulled the stolen jeep into gear, driving off into the cold desert night.
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right now the non lethal version plse
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You have seen the mummy films right? The mummy is an evil character, its followers are evil. They do kill people.
doing a non-lethal mummy would be very odd to say the least. The Mummy needs to harvest a living soul in order to reconstitute his/her physical form. Which means death, for the unfortunate soul.
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Re: Video Games with female uniform/clothes stealing
Post by FemaleSpy » Fri Mar 10, 2023 12:35 am
simon4242 wrote: ↑Fri Mar 10, 2023 12:31 am
mummy not kill pretty girl plse lol
That's can be Lethal and non lethal variants, so you still have choice...
Top above cut and paste from uniform stealing video games where the discussion began so yes can be a non lethal you will just have to use your imagination lol
Post by FemaleSpy » Fri Mar 10, 2023 12:35 am
simon4242 wrote: ↑Fri Mar 10, 2023 12:31 am
mummy not kill pretty girl plse lol
That's can be Lethal and non lethal variants, so you still have choice...

Top above cut and paste from uniform stealing video games where the discussion began so yes can be a non lethal you will just have to use your imagination lol
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Yeah, you decided to mention me, well, I liked the story enough, and I said just the following: "That's can be Lethal and non lethal variants, so you still have a choice..."simon4242 wrote: Sat Mar 11, 2023 1:22 pm Re: Video Games with female uniform/clothes stealing
Post by FemaleSpy » Fri Mar 10, 2023 12:35 am
simon4242 wrote: ↑Fri Mar 10, 2023 12:31 am
mummy not kill pretty girl plse lol
That's can be Lethal and non lethal variants, so you still have choice...
Top above cut and paste from uniform stealing video games where the discussion began so yes can be a non lethal you will just have to use your imagination lol
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even so lol
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Thanks, female spy, I'am glad you liked the storyFemaleSpy wrote: Sat Mar 11, 2023 1:58 pmYeah, you decided to mention me, well, I liked the story enough, and I said just the following: "That's can be Lethal and non lethal variants, so you still have a choice..."simon4242 wrote: Sat Mar 11, 2023 1:22 pm Re: Video Games with female uniform/clothes stealing
Post by FemaleSpy » Fri Mar 10, 2023 12:35 am
simon4242 wrote: ↑Fri Mar 10, 2023 12:31 am
mummy not kill pretty girl plse lol
That's can be Lethal and non lethal variants, so you still have choice...
Top above cut and paste from uniform stealing video games where the discussion began so yes can be a non lethal you will just have to use your imagination lol
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Stormtrooper1990 wrote: Sat Mar 11, 2023 2:05 pmThanks, female spy, I'am glad you liked the storyFemaleSpy wrote: Sat Mar 11, 2023 1:58 pmYeah, you decided to mention me, well, I liked the story enough, and I said just the following: "That's can be Lethal and non lethal variants, so you still have a choice..."simon4242 wrote: Sat Mar 11, 2023 1:22 pm Re: Video Games with female uniform/clothes stealing
Post by FemaleSpy » Fri Mar 10, 2023 12:35 am
simon4242 wrote: ↑Fri Mar 10, 2023 12:31 am
mummy not kill pretty girl plse lol
That's can be Lethal and non lethal variants, so you still have choice...
Top above cut and paste from uniform stealing video games where the discussion began so yes can be a non lethal you will just have to use your imagination lol
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ahh stormzy you woiuld turn a uniform stealing story in a magic roundabout episode lethal lol
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Since the dissatisfaction is growing, the only kind for those higher than people is turning into animals or insects, such as cockroaches, so that they lead a miserable existence further in this form, but this is a maximum of 1 will survive, because the character of the film really needs life energy, so if and there will be another way, then the kiss of death and the like, nothing more ... Unfortunately or not - the non-lethal method is not suitable for all stories, here you have to put up with it and look for something further for yourself ...simon4242 wrote: Sat Mar 11, 2023 2:11 pm ahh stormzy you woiuld turn a uniform stealing story in a magic roundabout episode lethal lol