Thanks for the Uniform Series: The Chameleon!
Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2024 3:37 pm
Thanks for the Uniform Series: The Chameleon!
A brunette woman in her mid twenties looks over another woman up and down. A blond with 35c breasts, same height, same weight a real nice tight ass with movie star looks wearing a royal blue satin dress. She follows the blond from a distance watching the blonds every move. The blond goes into a car garage and the brunette follows. She watches the blond get into a candy apple red corvette, starts it up and drives off. The brunette follows at a safe distance keeping the blonds’ vette in sight. After about an hour drive the blond pulls into a long driveway heading towards a very expensive house. The brunette stops and waits for the blond to drive down the long driveway and then the brunette turn down the long driveway and stops in front of the garage. She gets out and heads to the front door. She knocks on the door and waits for an answer. A blond woman comes to the door wearing a royal blue satin knee length dress. “Can I help you miss?” the blond woman asks opening the door. “Yes if you can. I’m lost and don’t know my way around here and need to make a call. My cell phone doesn’t work around here. Can I use your phone please?” the brunette asks with a smile. “Oh yes, please come on in.” the blond replied as she showed the well dressed brunette in. Little did the blond woman know who she left into her home, not just a killer but a serial killer know as “The Chameleon” to the authorities who preyed on women with blond hair color, but no one knew what she looked liked or where she was. “I was supposed to meet my boyfriend for dinner but I think he gave me the wrong address.” The brunette replied as she was shown to the phone and picked it up. “My husband passed away over a year ago and I haven’t got back into the dating scene.” The blond said as she stepped into the next room. “Sorry to hear about your husband.” said the brunette as she dialed a fake number. “Thank you very much.” The blond woman replied as she looked at the TV. “I had the wrong address.” The brunette said as she hung up the phone and the blond woman came in. “I hope you get to your dinner on time.” the blond replied as she came into the kitchen. “Yep I sure hope so. Can I use your bathroom it’s going to be a long drive.” The brunette asks the blond. “Sure not a problem at all, let me show you where it is.” the blond replied walking up the stairs with the brunette following close behind as this would be a very deadly mistake.
The brunette thanked her host and went into a spare bathroom for guest. Once inside the brunette did her business and then pulled out a grout with wooden handles and a steel wire. The brunette put the grout in the small of her back and came out of the bathroom. “Let me show you out.” the blond woman said as she lead the way back down stairs. As the brunette followed down the hallway to the stairs and about half way to the stairs the chameleon struck. She pulled out the grout and with the quickness of a lightning strike wrapped the grout around the blonds’ neck and pulling it extremely tight. The blond woman was caught by complete surprise and reacted just as all the chameleon’s victims did, trying as hard as they could to pull the wire from their throats but to no avail as the chameleon pulled the grout even tighter. Time was not on the blonds’ side as she was getting weaker by the moment. Soon the blond dropped to her knees as her face turned blue and soon her arms dropped to her sides and the chameleon kept her blond prey that way for another 10 minutes. Finally the blond was now deceased and the chameleon wrapped the grout around the blonds’ neck some more and then tied it off. The chameleon let the blond fall face first on the carpeted floor and she located the zipper on the back of the very expensive royal blue satin dress and unzipped it. She then pulled up each of the blonds’ feet and removed the very expensive dress shoes she wore. The chameleon rolled her blond prey over and sat her up pulling down the satin dress to the waist and then did the same thing to the matching royal blue satin slip. The chameleon then unfastens the front closure of the matching royal blue satin bra and pulled it off. She let the blonds’ body fall back onto the carpet and then pulls down the royal blue satin dress and slip, taking them off setting them aside. She then pulls down the silky smooth non control top nude color pantyhose taking them off and setting these aside on top of the satin dress, next came the royal blue satin string thong panty as she pulled it down the chameleon felt the warm moist heat rise up from her prey’s vagina. She took them off and put the satin thong panty with the rest of the clothes. She removed the dead woman’s rings, ear rings and necklace placing them in her right breast pocket on her red satin blouse. The chameleon’s dead blond prey was now stripped nude. “Thanks honey, I’ll enjoy wearing your very expensive clothes, sexy lingerie, jewelry and assuming your identity.” The chameleon said as she grabbed the blonds’ wrists and dragged her into the guest bathroom shower. Once this was done she picked up the satin dress, slip, thong, pantyhose and dress shoes and went into the master bedroom to look around.
The chameleon saw pictures of the blond bitch with an elderly man that was the blonds’ deceased husband and that made her a gold digger. The chameleon felt this way that she did the old rich men of the world a favor by killing this gold digging bitch. The chameleon would now use the very big expensive house as a base for operations and had lots of room to store the wardrobes she would take from her victims, plenty of burial space outback in the perfect spot so nobody would find the bodies. This place was perfect as were the chameleon would move from place to place as she killed the blond women she preyed upon and lived their lives for a while until she found a new victim. No more would she do that and now she could hide here for years to come without being detected. She eliminated a woman that she felt was inferior to her in every way she would take over her life as well as the gold digging blonds’ wardrobe. The chameleon quickly removed every picture of the blond and her deceased husband and took them down stairs to remove the rest of the pictures. Once this was done she went into the garage and opened the 4th garage door and went to retrieve her car. She opened the trunk tossed in the pictures she took and got in her car. She started it up and drove it inside the garage and turned it off. She shut the garage door and went back inside to locate the keys to the navigator that was parked next to the candy apple red corvette. Once she found the keys she took a quick look around to make sure her new place was locked up and secure. She checked up on the dead blond whose face was now purple and blue, so she left and went to retrieve all of her stuff from her last victim house.
It took her four hours to clean it out but it was done and she wiped down all of the walls and surfaces leaving no finger prints and DNA behind. Once she was back she unpacked the navigator suv and brought the stuff she got to a guest bedroom down from the master bedroom. Among the stuff she brought back with her was an embalming machine used to embalm bodies at funeral homes, embalming fluid and 4 sets of skeletal remains of her very first victims out the six she had killed. She had killed two when she was a teenager and haven’t retrieved them yet. As a young woman getting the thrill of killing another woman and taking her clothes, she decided to become a female serial killer killing woman and assuming their identities. This gold digger blond bitch was her fifth as an adult and her seventh blond overall. Once she unpacked everything she went back into the master bedroom to look around some more and found a safe inside the walk in closet and found the combination underneath a piece of carpet that was sticking up. Inside was a real jackpot of $250,000 cash, very expensive jewelry, a passport, account numbers, pass codes to the accounts, keys to 5 safety deposit boxes and a silver .38 semi automatic hand gun. First the brunette would have too dyed her hair blond and then get access to the bank accounts and safety deposit boxes. She looked around and found some peroxide and bleached her hair blond.
The brunette decided to take a shower and get dressed into the dead blonds’ dress and sexy lingerie. She undressed and took off her clothes that she was wearing earlier that day and put on a purple robe provided by the dead blond. After a very refreshing shower the brunette women now bleach blond took off the robe and let it falls on the carpeted floor. She went over and picked up the royal blue satin thong and slipped it on, pulling it up into place. The serial killer then picked up the non control top silky smooth pantyhose, rolled them up and slid her right foot into the right side and then slid her left foot in. She pulled them up slowly and then smoothed the pantyhose out and then grabbed the royal blue satin slip. The serial killer slipped it on and let it fall over her upper body. It felt good to her to feel the satin on her body and gave her a thrill to wear another woman’s lingerie and clothes. She now picked up the royal blue satin dress and stepped into it. As she pulled it up, she tucked in the satin slip and then zipped up the zipper. The serial killer known as the chameleon had assumed another woman’s identity and was now hell bent on assuming more. The chameleon looked herself over in a large sliding door mirror and was pleased. She went over to the makeup table and sat down. She took a picture of the dead blond and compared herself to the blond woman she had killed and she was amazed that she look exactly like the dead woman to a T. Satisfied after putting on some makeup and perfume the chameleon decided to go to the bank and check out the safety deposit boxes. She went to the safe and took out the five set of keys and locked the safe back up.
She went down stairs and made sure everything was locked up, grabbed the dead woman’s purse, putting the safety deposit boxes keys inside along with the .38 cal hand gun. She picked up the corvette keys and headed out to the garage. The chameleon loved how the satin dress and satin slip felt and moved on her body as she walked towards the candy apple red corvette. It was a convertible and soon she would feel the cool breeze flow up the dress she wore. This would make her nipples hard as diamonds and make her feel very excited to kill again. She opened the garage door and started up the corvette and backed out. She could smell and feel the previous owner inside the corvette she now occupied, but that would soon change as she now took it over and soon her scent would occupy the dead woman’s stuff. After she backed out and the chameleon put down the top and closed the garage door. She turned around and headed towards the bank knowing that soon she would find out how much this blond gold digging bitch really had. It took about an hour but she soon got to the bank and she parked her corvette and walked inside. The chameleon went up to the nearest bank official and asks to get access to her safety deposit boxes and to check up on her bank accounts. “Oh hi Mrs. Larence, how may I help you today?” the young woman in her mid twenties asks after she recognized her. “Hi, yes you can. I need access to my safety deposit boxes and to check up on the status of my bank accounts.” The chameleon replied as Mrs. Larence and sat down. “Sure not a problem at all, I’ll just take you to one of our private rooms and bring in a laptop for you to use.” the young woman said as she got up and showed the woman who she believed to be Wendi Larence to a private room to do her business of looking and checking over her bank accounts and safety deposit boxes. The chameleon looked this woman up / down really close and started to think about putting this little hottie on her list. The young woman brought in a laptop and started it up; she left and brought in a cart with 5 big safety deposit boxes. “Just ring when you are done and I’ll let you out and secure everything.” the young woman said as she logged onto the computer and left, closing and locking the door behind her. She would leave Mrs. Larence out after she rang and told the young woman she was done.
The chameleon couldn’t believe her eyes and her luck. The woman known as Wendi Larence was a little rich bitch and a gold digger at that. She had 5 accounts each having at least 50 million dollars in each and a local account with about 2 million dollars in it. The 5 safety deposit boxes contained at least 2 million dollars in cash and very expensive jewelry. The chameleon really enjoyed this and was having a joyous moment knowing that she had assumed the identity of a rich woman and nobody ever suspected anything that the real Wendi Larence was laying in the guest shower nude and strangled to death. She now knew she had to get back to the house and dispose of the body before someone got wise to what happened. The chameleon rang a buzzer and the young woman came in and shut down the laptop and put the 5 safety deposit boxes on the cart and took them back to the safe and locked them back up. The chameleon watched the young woman lockup the 5 safety deposit boxes and the laptop and then left. She unlocked the door to the corvette and got in. She started it up, put down the top and backed out of the parking space. As she was heading home she stopped at the drug store and bought some blond hair dye. Once she got home and put the corvette into the garage, she went up to the guest bathroom and looked at the blonds’ body. She knelt down and removed the grout from the dead woman’s neck. By now the blond woman she had killed hours before was now cold and bluish gray and it time to get her embalmed and buried outback.
She went to the clothes she brought from her last hide out and took out a pair of coveralls and laid them on the master bedroom floor and then she grabbed a pair of slip on sneakers. She quickly disrobed and took off the satin dress, slip, pantyhose and thong and put on the coveralls and slips on sneakers. The chameleon went into the guest bathroom and knelt down. Grabbed the former Wendi Larence by the wrists and dragged her out of the shower and down into the basement. The chameleon laid the former Mrs. Wendi Larence on a table and went to retrieve the embalming machine and the embalming fluid. She quickly hooked up the hoses in their proper places and then inserted the needles into the veins and started the machine. The chameleon massaged the body to get more of the blood out. Once the embalming fluid started to flow out of the drain hose she stopped the machine and removed the needles and hoses. Now all she had to do was dig a grave and put the body inside. Once this was done the chameleon would start looking for her next victim.
A brunette woman in her mid twenties looks over another woman up and down. A blond with 35c breasts, same height, same weight a real nice tight ass with movie star looks wearing a royal blue satin dress. She follows the blond from a distance watching the blonds every move. The blond goes into a car garage and the brunette follows. She watches the blond get into a candy apple red corvette, starts it up and drives off. The brunette follows at a safe distance keeping the blonds’ vette in sight. After about an hour drive the blond pulls into a long driveway heading towards a very expensive house. The brunette stops and waits for the blond to drive down the long driveway and then the brunette turn down the long driveway and stops in front of the garage. She gets out and heads to the front door. She knocks on the door and waits for an answer. A blond woman comes to the door wearing a royal blue satin knee length dress. “Can I help you miss?” the blond woman asks opening the door. “Yes if you can. I’m lost and don’t know my way around here and need to make a call. My cell phone doesn’t work around here. Can I use your phone please?” the brunette asks with a smile. “Oh yes, please come on in.” the blond replied as she showed the well dressed brunette in. Little did the blond woman know who she left into her home, not just a killer but a serial killer know as “The Chameleon” to the authorities who preyed on women with blond hair color, but no one knew what she looked liked or where she was. “I was supposed to meet my boyfriend for dinner but I think he gave me the wrong address.” The brunette replied as she was shown to the phone and picked it up. “My husband passed away over a year ago and I haven’t got back into the dating scene.” The blond said as she stepped into the next room. “Sorry to hear about your husband.” said the brunette as she dialed a fake number. “Thank you very much.” The blond woman replied as she looked at the TV. “I had the wrong address.” The brunette said as she hung up the phone and the blond woman came in. “I hope you get to your dinner on time.” the blond replied as she came into the kitchen. “Yep I sure hope so. Can I use your bathroom it’s going to be a long drive.” The brunette asks the blond. “Sure not a problem at all, let me show you where it is.” the blond replied walking up the stairs with the brunette following close behind as this would be a very deadly mistake.
The brunette thanked her host and went into a spare bathroom for guest. Once inside the brunette did her business and then pulled out a grout with wooden handles and a steel wire. The brunette put the grout in the small of her back and came out of the bathroom. “Let me show you out.” the blond woman said as she lead the way back down stairs. As the brunette followed down the hallway to the stairs and about half way to the stairs the chameleon struck. She pulled out the grout and with the quickness of a lightning strike wrapped the grout around the blonds’ neck and pulling it extremely tight. The blond woman was caught by complete surprise and reacted just as all the chameleon’s victims did, trying as hard as they could to pull the wire from their throats but to no avail as the chameleon pulled the grout even tighter. Time was not on the blonds’ side as she was getting weaker by the moment. Soon the blond dropped to her knees as her face turned blue and soon her arms dropped to her sides and the chameleon kept her blond prey that way for another 10 minutes. Finally the blond was now deceased and the chameleon wrapped the grout around the blonds’ neck some more and then tied it off. The chameleon let the blond fall face first on the carpeted floor and she located the zipper on the back of the very expensive royal blue satin dress and unzipped it. She then pulled up each of the blonds’ feet and removed the very expensive dress shoes she wore. The chameleon rolled her blond prey over and sat her up pulling down the satin dress to the waist and then did the same thing to the matching royal blue satin slip. The chameleon then unfastens the front closure of the matching royal blue satin bra and pulled it off. She let the blonds’ body fall back onto the carpet and then pulls down the royal blue satin dress and slip, taking them off setting them aside. She then pulls down the silky smooth non control top nude color pantyhose taking them off and setting these aside on top of the satin dress, next came the royal blue satin string thong panty as she pulled it down the chameleon felt the warm moist heat rise up from her prey’s vagina. She took them off and put the satin thong panty with the rest of the clothes. She removed the dead woman’s rings, ear rings and necklace placing them in her right breast pocket on her red satin blouse. The chameleon’s dead blond prey was now stripped nude. “Thanks honey, I’ll enjoy wearing your very expensive clothes, sexy lingerie, jewelry and assuming your identity.” The chameleon said as she grabbed the blonds’ wrists and dragged her into the guest bathroom shower. Once this was done she picked up the satin dress, slip, thong, pantyhose and dress shoes and went into the master bedroom to look around.
The chameleon saw pictures of the blond bitch with an elderly man that was the blonds’ deceased husband and that made her a gold digger. The chameleon felt this way that she did the old rich men of the world a favor by killing this gold digging bitch. The chameleon would now use the very big expensive house as a base for operations and had lots of room to store the wardrobes she would take from her victims, plenty of burial space outback in the perfect spot so nobody would find the bodies. This place was perfect as were the chameleon would move from place to place as she killed the blond women she preyed upon and lived their lives for a while until she found a new victim. No more would she do that and now she could hide here for years to come without being detected. She eliminated a woman that she felt was inferior to her in every way she would take over her life as well as the gold digging blonds’ wardrobe. The chameleon quickly removed every picture of the blond and her deceased husband and took them down stairs to remove the rest of the pictures. Once this was done she went into the garage and opened the 4th garage door and went to retrieve her car. She opened the trunk tossed in the pictures she took and got in her car. She started it up and drove it inside the garage and turned it off. She shut the garage door and went back inside to locate the keys to the navigator that was parked next to the candy apple red corvette. Once she found the keys she took a quick look around to make sure her new place was locked up and secure. She checked up on the dead blond whose face was now purple and blue, so she left and went to retrieve all of her stuff from her last victim house.
It took her four hours to clean it out but it was done and she wiped down all of the walls and surfaces leaving no finger prints and DNA behind. Once she was back she unpacked the navigator suv and brought the stuff she got to a guest bedroom down from the master bedroom. Among the stuff she brought back with her was an embalming machine used to embalm bodies at funeral homes, embalming fluid and 4 sets of skeletal remains of her very first victims out the six she had killed. She had killed two when she was a teenager and haven’t retrieved them yet. As a young woman getting the thrill of killing another woman and taking her clothes, she decided to become a female serial killer killing woman and assuming their identities. This gold digger blond bitch was her fifth as an adult and her seventh blond overall. Once she unpacked everything she went back into the master bedroom to look around some more and found a safe inside the walk in closet and found the combination underneath a piece of carpet that was sticking up. Inside was a real jackpot of $250,000 cash, very expensive jewelry, a passport, account numbers, pass codes to the accounts, keys to 5 safety deposit boxes and a silver .38 semi automatic hand gun. First the brunette would have too dyed her hair blond and then get access to the bank accounts and safety deposit boxes. She looked around and found some peroxide and bleached her hair blond.
The brunette decided to take a shower and get dressed into the dead blonds’ dress and sexy lingerie. She undressed and took off her clothes that she was wearing earlier that day and put on a purple robe provided by the dead blond. After a very refreshing shower the brunette women now bleach blond took off the robe and let it falls on the carpeted floor. She went over and picked up the royal blue satin thong and slipped it on, pulling it up into place. The serial killer then picked up the non control top silky smooth pantyhose, rolled them up and slid her right foot into the right side and then slid her left foot in. She pulled them up slowly and then smoothed the pantyhose out and then grabbed the royal blue satin slip. The serial killer slipped it on and let it fall over her upper body. It felt good to her to feel the satin on her body and gave her a thrill to wear another woman’s lingerie and clothes. She now picked up the royal blue satin dress and stepped into it. As she pulled it up, she tucked in the satin slip and then zipped up the zipper. The serial killer known as the chameleon had assumed another woman’s identity and was now hell bent on assuming more. The chameleon looked herself over in a large sliding door mirror and was pleased. She went over to the makeup table and sat down. She took a picture of the dead blond and compared herself to the blond woman she had killed and she was amazed that she look exactly like the dead woman to a T. Satisfied after putting on some makeup and perfume the chameleon decided to go to the bank and check out the safety deposit boxes. She went to the safe and took out the five set of keys and locked the safe back up.
She went down stairs and made sure everything was locked up, grabbed the dead woman’s purse, putting the safety deposit boxes keys inside along with the .38 cal hand gun. She picked up the corvette keys and headed out to the garage. The chameleon loved how the satin dress and satin slip felt and moved on her body as she walked towards the candy apple red corvette. It was a convertible and soon she would feel the cool breeze flow up the dress she wore. This would make her nipples hard as diamonds and make her feel very excited to kill again. She opened the garage door and started up the corvette and backed out. She could smell and feel the previous owner inside the corvette she now occupied, but that would soon change as she now took it over and soon her scent would occupy the dead woman’s stuff. After she backed out and the chameleon put down the top and closed the garage door. She turned around and headed towards the bank knowing that soon she would find out how much this blond gold digging bitch really had. It took about an hour but she soon got to the bank and she parked her corvette and walked inside. The chameleon went up to the nearest bank official and asks to get access to her safety deposit boxes and to check up on her bank accounts. “Oh hi Mrs. Larence, how may I help you today?” the young woman in her mid twenties asks after she recognized her. “Hi, yes you can. I need access to my safety deposit boxes and to check up on the status of my bank accounts.” The chameleon replied as Mrs. Larence and sat down. “Sure not a problem at all, I’ll just take you to one of our private rooms and bring in a laptop for you to use.” the young woman said as she got up and showed the woman who she believed to be Wendi Larence to a private room to do her business of looking and checking over her bank accounts and safety deposit boxes. The chameleon looked this woman up / down really close and started to think about putting this little hottie on her list. The young woman brought in a laptop and started it up; she left and brought in a cart with 5 big safety deposit boxes. “Just ring when you are done and I’ll let you out and secure everything.” the young woman said as she logged onto the computer and left, closing and locking the door behind her. She would leave Mrs. Larence out after she rang and told the young woman she was done.
The chameleon couldn’t believe her eyes and her luck. The woman known as Wendi Larence was a little rich bitch and a gold digger at that. She had 5 accounts each having at least 50 million dollars in each and a local account with about 2 million dollars in it. The 5 safety deposit boxes contained at least 2 million dollars in cash and very expensive jewelry. The chameleon really enjoyed this and was having a joyous moment knowing that she had assumed the identity of a rich woman and nobody ever suspected anything that the real Wendi Larence was laying in the guest shower nude and strangled to death. She now knew she had to get back to the house and dispose of the body before someone got wise to what happened. The chameleon rang a buzzer and the young woman came in and shut down the laptop and put the 5 safety deposit boxes on the cart and took them back to the safe and locked them back up. The chameleon watched the young woman lockup the 5 safety deposit boxes and the laptop and then left. She unlocked the door to the corvette and got in. She started it up, put down the top and backed out of the parking space. As she was heading home she stopped at the drug store and bought some blond hair dye. Once she got home and put the corvette into the garage, she went up to the guest bathroom and looked at the blonds’ body. She knelt down and removed the grout from the dead woman’s neck. By now the blond woman she had killed hours before was now cold and bluish gray and it time to get her embalmed and buried outback.
She went to the clothes she brought from her last hide out and took out a pair of coveralls and laid them on the master bedroom floor and then she grabbed a pair of slip on sneakers. She quickly disrobed and took off the satin dress, slip, pantyhose and thong and put on the coveralls and slips on sneakers. The chameleon went into the guest bathroom and knelt down. Grabbed the former Wendi Larence by the wrists and dragged her out of the shower and down into the basement. The chameleon laid the former Mrs. Wendi Larence on a table and went to retrieve the embalming machine and the embalming fluid. She quickly hooked up the hoses in their proper places and then inserted the needles into the veins and started the machine. The chameleon massaged the body to get more of the blood out. Once the embalming fluid started to flow out of the drain hose she stopped the machine and removed the needles and hoses. Now all she had to do was dig a grave and put the body inside. Once this was done the chameleon would start looking for her next victim.