Jenn's cousin Gwen, who died naked

All the women around the coffin were scowling at the woman inside, whose face and breasts were exposed in the open casket, as was her pussy for whoever looked down its closed bottom half.

The deceased was Jenn's cousin Gwen, who was around the same age and who she didn't really talk to the past couple years, but who was still fairly close. It was only a couple of weeks ago when Gwen got undressed to take a shower and had a heart attack in the bathroom. She fell down and called 911, and the paramedics rushed down and tried their very best, but they could only do so much and Gwen didn't make it to the hospital.

Jenn thought long and hard about her own mortality, but it was Gwen's funerary arrangements that got her out of this rut. Gwen had been estranged from her husband Joe for almost a decade now, but the two had never gotten divorced, so he was made the executor of her estate and the head contact with the undertaker for what to do with her body.

Joe was still resentful about her, so when he saw her nude body at the morgue a devilish idea popped up in his head. The undertaker had offered to put her in clothes for the open-casket funeral, but Joe refused, citing the extra cost a suit would have been. When the undertaker and Gwen's family noted that Gwen had suits in her closet that could be used, or that cremating her would be the cheapest option, Joe stuck to his guns.

"She was born naked," he shrugged, "and she died naked. What's the big deal?"

And so Gwen was laid to rest in her casket, fully nude. The undertaker had asked Joe whether to cross her arms over her breasts, but he refused, insisting that they lay her arms to her sides. All the women at the funeral were, of course, absolutely furious, not only at Joe for depriving Gwen of dignity during her eternal rest but also at their husbands, brothers, and sons who all lingered at the casket and took multiple trips. So, of course, they banded together to think of a plan.