A simple Sidney's story - enjoy! :-)
“Are you going to have some of me?” Rosie asked for at least the eighth time, bouncing with excitement in the back of her parent’s car. She has wanted to come naked and ready to cook but her mum had insisted she at least be decent in case they had to stop for petrol along the way or got pulled over, not to mention avoiding funny looks from other drivers and pedestrians along the way. The eight year old had compromised by agreeing to wear a bikini – the one she had got on holiday when the family’s luggage got misdirected. It was lemon yellow with skimpy bottoms and a top designed to look like two fishes swimming towards each other across her chest. Her dad had thought it was a little too daring for a girl of her age but her mum had pointed out that there had been very little else and the alternative was skinny-dipping! Even so, once the family had finally been reunited with their belongings, Rosie’s parents had insisted she use the far more conservative swimsuit she had brought with her. Although she would have preferred not to be wearing anything at all, Rosie was quite pleased to have another chance to wear the fishy bikini, as she called it.
“We’ll try, we promise!” Her dad chuckled, amused rather than irritated at having to answer the question for the umpteenth time – it was nice to see his young daughter so excited and enthusiastic. “But you know we sold you to be served to the public, it’s not like we can order you specifically.”
“I know,” Rosie sighed, looking out the window and hoping they were getting close, “I’d just love you to get a taste of me!”
“We know, sweetie.” Her mum smiled warmly at her over her shoulder. “And we will try, I promise! We’ve got our table booked and we’ll try to wait for you. We just don’t know exactly when they’re going to bring you out. It depends how busy they are.”
“Yeah, I know.” Rosie said again, hoping that the restaurant was going to be busy that night and full of hungry customers all in the mood for girl stew so she would not have to wait too long to start cooking. At her health check earlier in the week, the assistant who had been dealing with her explained that her body-type was best suited to the stew pot as she was quite slim and boiling was the best way to make the most of her meat. Rosie had happily agreed, feeling that the stew pot was the most fun part of the carvery anyway, for the meat-girl at least, as she would get to sit in the slowly-heating pot serving portions of her predecessors to the diners and chatting with them, all the while adding her own flavour to the mix until she passed out and got chopped up, ready for the next girl to ladle out.
The days in between the orientation session and now had taken what felt like months to pass but the day was finally here – Rosie was on her way to Sidney’s Family Restaurant to be cooked and eaten! When her parents had first agreed that she could sign up, she had thought of putting herself on the private menu so a family or group of friends could choose to order her but she knew that could take weeks or even months before she got picked and Rosie did not think she could wait that long so had agreed to be part of the public carvery where three girls were always cooking in the public area – one on a spit, one in the oven and one, as she would be, in the stew pot!
“Well, we’re here!” Her dad grinned, pulling up in the designated drop-off area right in front of the doors. “Good luck and hopefully I’ll see you in my bowl later!” Rosie clambered over the drivers’ seat to give her dad a quick goodbye kiss before leaping from the car and heading towards the doors with her mum following close behind, struggling to keep up with the over-excited little girl.
The lobby of the restaurant had been very exciting and interesting on her first visit but now it felt like old news and she was eager to get down to business. Before she was half way across the floor on her way to the reception desk, Rosie’s bikini top was off and by the time her mum caught up with her at the reception desk, she was wriggling out of the bottoms, much to the amusement of the young woman at the desk.
“Table for two?” she asked teasingly. “Would you like to see a menu?”
“No!” Rosie practically shrieked. “I’m here to be cooked! I’m meat!” The naked little girl stood with her hands on her hips, proudly showing off her smooth and toned young body.
“Ah!” The receptionist nodded sagely. “That would explain the outfit!” Realising that she was joking, Rosie giggled and bunched up the bikini in her hand, ready to give it to her mum who arrived behind her moments later.
“Rosanna Barker.” Her mum supplied the name, followed by her date of birth.
“Ah yes, I’ve got you.” The woman smiled, looking up Rosie’s details on the computer. “You’re expected and I can see you’re ready,” she chuckled, looking at the naked little girl, “so you can go straight through. Just wait through those doors,” she pointed to the same locker-room style waiting area where Rosie had undressed when she came for her orientation and assessment, “and someone will come to collect you shortly.”
“Here you go!” Rosie thrust the yellow tangle that had been her bikini into her mum’s hand and gave her a tight hug. Warmed by her little daughter’s happiness and enthusiasm, her mum leant down to give her a kiss and a playful pat on her bare behind before the naked little girl skipped happily off towards the swing-doors that led to the waiting room.
“My husband and I have a reservation for seven o’clock?” she checked with the receptionist who confirmed the reservation on her computer. “Lovely. We’re hoping we’ll be able to see Rosie cook and get a taste of her?”
“I’ll put a note on her file.” The woman smiled. “It’s a fairly common request with carvery girls. We can’t promise but we will of course try our best.”
“Oh, I know.” Rosie’s mum smiled. “It’s just that she’s been so excited and insistent, I promised we’d try!”
“Trust me, I can relate!” the woman chuckled. “So we’ll see you around ten minutes to seven tonight and we’ll have a table waiting for you, close to the public cooking area if possible.”
“Lovely!” Rosie’s mum thanked the receptionist while shoving the discarded bikini into her handbag. “See you later!”
In the waiting room, Rosie was sitting alone on one of the wooden benches, wondering if any other girls would arrive before someone came to take her through to the kitchen. She hoped they weren’t going to make her wait there until it was time to start cooking – it was not cold but the benches were hard, especially with a bare butt, and it was kinda boring. When she had come for her tests and assessment, there had been two other girls already there and another three had arrived before they were all collected and taken for processing so she had never spent any time in this room alone.
Looking around, the room struck Rosie as a cross between a swimming pool changing room and a doctor’s waiting room, which she supposed it technically was. There was a TV in the corner turned to a channel popular with children and young teens and there were a number of magazines scattered around – slightly newer and more interesting than the ones at the doctor’s but only just! She picked one up and flicked through it idly but none of the articles caught her attention.
In preparation for being cooked, Rosie had asked her mum to tie her shoulder-length, dark brown hair into a number of neat braids, each one finished with a different brightly-coloured band. She said and fiddled with the end of one while she waited for something to happen.
It was a great relief to Rosie when the doors swung open and another girl came in, followed by her mum. After a brief hello to Rosie, the girl, a blonde about her own age but with a little more meat on her bones, started to undress, handing each garment to her mum as she removed it. While Rosie had arrived in nothing but the string bikini, this newcomer seemed to have dressed as if she were going to a party, in a silver dress with spaghetti straps over a pink bra and panties set, even ‘though she had no more need for a bra than Rosie did. Once she was completely nude, she kissed her mum and assured her that it was okay for her to leave.
“Hey.” The chubby blonde smiled, sitting down next to Rosie once they were alone. “I’m Emma.”
“Rosie.” Rosie replied. “Has someone ordered you or are you going in the carvery?”
“Carvery!” Emma grinned. “I’m really excited!”
“Hey me too!” Rosie was delighted to have someone to chat to – especially someone who might understand the way she was feeling. “I’m going in the stew pot. What about you?”
“In the over, they told me.” Emma replied, giving Rosie’s lithe body an appraising look. “They said it was the best choice for my body.”
“Yeah I can see that.” Rosie agreed. “So you’re gonna get stuffing shoved up your butt and in your pussy?”
“Yeah!” Emma laughed. “Don’t know how that’s going to feel! Probably less uncomfortable than the spit anyway!”
“I don’t know,” Rosie chuckled, “I quite fancied the spit but I’m a bit too skinny. Happy with the stew ‘though as it means I get to chat to diners while I’m cooking!”
“That does sound kinda fun!” agreed Emma. “So if you’re going on the pot and I’m in the oven, I wonder who’s going on the spit?”
As if on cue, the doors opened again and another girl walked in alone, a small backpack over her shoulder. She looked to be about the same age as the first two girls with long brown hair in a loose ponytail and cute freckles across her nose and cheeks. She was dressed simply in a t-shirt and shorts with a blue baseball cap and trainers. She looked as if she might have come straight from a sports session of some kind.
“Hey!” The new arrival grinned, seeing the two naked girls sat waiting. “I guess I’m in the right place?” Her joke broke the ice and the others introduced themselves. “I’m Bobbi, with an I!” She grinned. “Looks like I’m a little over-dressed?” She quickly stripped off her t-shirt and shorts shorts. Underneath she wore a boyish under-vest and a pair of simple black underpants which she also removed in short order, shoving everything into her bag as she did so.
“I think you forgot something!” Rosie pointed out with a giggle as Bobbi sat down next to them, apparently satisfied that she had stripped completely.
“What? My bag?” Bobbi looked puzzled. “My mum’s coming for it later. They said they’d stick it behind reception when I got through to the kitchen. I’m going on the spit by the way!”
“That’s great!” Emma chuckled, having noticed the issue at exactly the same time that Rosie had. “But won’t those melt?” She looked pointedly at their new friend’s feet that were still clad in slightly muddy trainers and sports socks!
“Oops!” The otherwise naked girl laughed, pulling the trainers off without bothering to untie the laces and shoving them into her bag on top of her other clothes. “Glad you spotted that, could have been embarrassing! Sorry,” she explained, “I’m kinda tired. My rounders team had a big game this afternoon and I didn’t want to let them down so I played before coming here.”
“Oh wow!” Rosie exclaimed, genuinely impressed, “That’s commitment! How did it go?”
“We won!” Bobbi grinned proudly. “I was the star player!” She looked uneasy for a moment and sniffed briefly at her own armpit. “They do have showers here, right? The game over-ran a bit and I didn’t have time to rinse off before I came!”
“I’m pretty sure we get scrubbed pretty thoroughly before they cook us!” Rosie assured her, grinning at the thought.
“Well that’s a relief!” Bobbi laughed good-naturedly. “For me and whoever’s gonna eat me!”
“Okay, girls!” The other set of doors, the ones that led into the kitchen, opened and a cheery looking woman in the blue polo-shirt of the kitchen staff burst in. “Great to see you’re all here! Now, who’s ready to be delicious?”
What a delicious trio! Looking forward to more Sidney's content.
a nice beginning. I like it. I think all 3 girls would taste great.
“Okay, great!” the young woman from the kitchen grinned, ticking the three girls’ names off on her clipboard. “As you can probably see, our dinner rush started just under an hour ago so we need to be ready to get you cooking in about ten to fifteen minutes.” Rosie glanced up at the clock. It said five minutes to seven so she knew her parents would be in the restaurant when she was put into the pot. She hoped they would stick around long enough to get a taste!
“First thing we need to do is get you all cleaned and scrubbed.” grinned the woman. “Now I’m sure you’re all got nicely washed up before you came,” Rosie couldn’t help but sneak a glance at Bobbi who looked a little sheepish but was still smiling, “but there’s a difference between how clean you have to be for a nice evening out and how clean you need to be for cooking!”
The girls and their guide or supervisor or whatever she was correctly termed were stood just inside the kitchen. There was quite a hustle and bustle going on with naked girls and young woman being led around to the different prep-stations, being prepared by the chefs for the oven or spit or even, in some cases, already cooking ready for the private parties that had ordered them. There were girls as young as four or five, their chubby little bodies being cooked like roast chickens or suckling pigs, all the way up to young women of nineteen or twenty with their curvy figures and big boobs, plus every age and size of girl in between. Rosie knew that most older girls got chopped up rather than whole-cooked but there would still be parties, mostly made up of young men out for a birthday or stag night, who would order a busty young woman cooked for their dining pleasure, even if her meat would not be nearly as tasty as that of a little girl.
In addition to all the live or recently-alive girls, there were trays of meat, some of which was still identifiable as particular body parts and some which could really have been anything. These cuts from butchered girls provided the bulk of the meat for the guests in the main dining room, if they ordered from the menu rather than opting for the carvery, of course.
“I’m sorry there won’t be too much time to explore.” The young woman in the blue polo-shirt apologised as she led them through the kitchen towards the cleaning area, “But we really are on quite a tight schedule! Do by all means look around as we go ‘though.” she smiled. The other girls might have been a little disappointed not to get a full tour of the kitchen but this honestly suited Rosie down to the ground. She wasn’t there for a lesson on how industrial kitchens work, she was there to be cooked and was very much looking forward to getting on with it!
As they reached the cubicles that looked more or less like normal showers, two teenage girls emerged, soaking wet and giggling. They both looked to be around fourteen or fifteen years old with an appealing amount of baby-fat left and round, squishy-looking boobs with puffy nipples.
“They’re on their way to one of our very exclusive dining rooms.” the woman explained as they were led away by a tall, broad-shouldered man in a black formal shirt. “They’ll be cooked in front of the guests. I think it’s a singer and his entourage, although that sort of thing is kept on a strictly need-to-know basis and it seems that nobody thought I needed to know! Oh well!” She chuckled. “Let’s get you three clean! Don’t want the public going hungry, do we?” The three little girls giggled happily.
“So what do we do?” Emma, the blonde destined for the oven, asked. “Is it just like a normal showed?”
“First, yes.” The woman smiled. “There’s non-scented soap in there. Please was yourselves thoroughly all over as you would in the shower at home. Once you’re clean I’m afraid we have to apply the salt scrub which, I’m sorry to tell you, is probably the most painful thing you’ll experience today, including being cooked. But the good news it that doesn’t last too long and is quickly followed by rubbing butter into your skin. I’ve never seen a girl not enjoy that in all the months I’ve been working here!”
“At least I get a normal shower first!” Bobbi giggled, speaking quietly so only the other girls could hear her as they each stepped up into a different cubical. They were very like the kind of shower you might find in a hotel room or spa but with no curtain in front. Instead, they were about twice the length of a normal shower cubical, easily big enough for two adults to stand comfortably, and making the shower itself far enough from the opening that no water would splash out.
As the water started automatically, at a surprisingly comfortable temperature, Rosie noticed what could only be restraints hanging from the ceiling and down close to the floor. They consisted of thick straps, fastened with Velcro and attached to ropes which looked as if they could be pulled further out from the wall or retracted as necessary. There was a switch on the left-hand wall marked “Lock” which presumably, when activated, would fix them into place. Rosie gave a little shudder at the thought that she would soon be bound by them while her delicate young body was roughly scrubbed all over with salt!
For now, however, the water was pleasant and the soap pumped from the dispenser on the wall felt nice and tingly against her skin. Of course she had showered that morning and again before putting on the bikini and getting in the car, not to mention her bath the night before, but Rosie understood the importance of meat being clean – she didn’t want anyone who ate her to get a tummy ache after all!
She lathered the soap in her hands and carefully applied it all over, paying extra attention to her intimate areas and chest. After all, she was going to be eaten in less than an hour so why shouldn’t she have a little fun along the way. From the sounds she could hear through the partition walls on either side, both her fellow meat-girls had the same idea! Knowing she did not have too much time for playing as she needed to start cooking soon, however, she rinsed off then called over her shoulder that she was ready for the salt.
She had expected that it would be applied by the young woman who had apparently been assigned to watch over them but instead she was surprised to see a young man, certainly no older than twenty five, step in in waterproof shoes but otherwise dressed like the young woman. He had a large tub in his hand which Rosie knew must contain the salt.
“Face me and spread your legs, please.” He instructed in a business-like manner, apparently understanding that what he was about to do was invariable unpleasant for the meat-girls and therefore wanting to maintain a degree of professional distance with them. A little startled but cooperative, Rosie did as she was told and the young man crouched down to secure her wet ankles with the floor-level restraints which did, as she had suspected, pull out further from the wall as required. He moved her feet slightly to what he knew from long experience to be the correct position, a little more than shoulder width apart.
“Thank you. Now raise your arms.” Once again Rosie did as she was told and the young man pulled the restraints down to cuff her wrists before positioning her in an X shape and flicking the switch to lock her in place. “Please try to pull against the restraints, but not too hard.” Rosie gave an exploratory tug with her right wrist. The rope no longer had any give. She tried to pull her feet closer together but they were similarly locked. “Good.” The young man said again. “Thank you. Now, I’m about to begin the salt scrub. I will make it as brief as possible but I do need to be thorough. Do you understand?” Rosie gave a rather nervous nod. “Good. Now, I’m sorry, but this is definitely going to hurt!”
Very good story so far, glad to see you back.
Reading this gave me a story idea for you, elements of which could be used in future tales.
The basic premise is about four little girls, two of whom are twins but all are very cute and pretty aged in 8-9 years old range living in a modest sized town(US or UK your choice)and are close friends since preschool while also sharing several activities ballet, gymnastics, karate etc, and sharing an interest with anything related to girlmeat, books, magazines, children's TV "specials", cooking shows, internet videos. This is due to their town being rather unusual because it doesn't have a single restaurant that offers girlmeat, this is mostly due to morals that lingered long after cannibalism of little girls had been legalized though now faded away, but also the expense of both shipping in pre-packaged girlmeat and the necessary upgrades required for butchering and live cooking. Until now that is.
Enter Sydney(who legally changed her name to honor Sidney Roebuck), aunt of one the other girls, who had left the town years ago to become a cannibal chef, and after hard work, determination and culinary brilliance not to mention ruthlessness and a little bit of blackmail is now to be both General Manager and Head Chef of the newest Sidney's Restaurant to be opened in her hometown serving both it and several nearby small towns and the surrounding countryside.
While visiting her sister to tell her about the Grand Opening and how she plans to introduce a new element which she hopes will prove so popular it'll be adopted by the rest of the chain and asks her sister if her daughter would interested in taking part in it. Before her sister can answer her niece arrives home from school along with her friends, who doesn't recognize her aunt at first not having seen since she was three while at a wedding. The girl is immediately excited about seeing her aunt again having long known that she was a cannibal chef, after learning about the new Sidney's she eagerly volunteers both herself and her friends before her aunt can even ask. While Sydney is pleased that her niece wants to become meat, she tells her to let her friends decide for themselves if they want to be meat.
The other girls are a little unsure at first, mostly the twins as they are very close and want to be cooked together.
Sydney, realizing these four are perfect for her plan proceeds to describe it to them. The restaurant will open in two months, the last day of school before summer break is two days before Opening Day which is the Saturday of said week, ten days before that Sydney will appear at the school to announce the opening of the restaurant and give the company's traditional promotion/recruitment speech. Before answering any questions from the students she'll introduce the first volunteers to be cooked on opening day in the public cooking area. This is when the four will come out from behind the curtains(being purposely late to school till just prior to the presentation when the halls are clear of students)completely nude except for a metal disc as around as a golf ball on a gold ring through each girl's pussy lips on which is each girl's name, meat registry number and meat grade(which Sydney will personally administer), A+ Prime Choice of course. After the students get over their shock, Sydney will answer questions as will some of the meat girls. Sydney then announces that the four volunteers are the only girls scheduled to be cooked on opening day but any girl who interested in becoming meat, though depending on demand not all will cooked that day, she be providing applications and flyers to all the teachers and will be accepting them and personally conducting meat gradings the day before opening day promptly at 9:00a.m. When the presentation is about to end, the students are shocked again when it's announced that the girls will remain naked(except for wearing sandals while walking around)not only the rest of the day but the remaining week and a half of school both to and from school and whenever in public after school they will wear skin tight tshirts advertising Sidney's Restaurant, one of the more provocative designs on both front and back says "Im going to be cooked at Sidney's, would you like to taste me?, with arrows pointing down at they're pussies and anuses respectively up to the big day.
Finally on opening day, in a packed public dining area mostly full of preteen girls some of whom will be cooked that days, others so eager to watch girls their own age slowly cooked alive that after getting home and going to bed that night "I wonder what it feels like" only to wake up in the middle of the night, soaked in sweat having had vividdreams of themselves either on their backs trussed up like a turkey or tummies, heads propped up their hands legs tucked along their sides like a suckling piglet, either way with a happy smile around the apple in their mouths and bodies golden brown, pussies and anuses packed with tasty stuffing, dreams so real they still see and feel the tingling of their pussies being delicately carved and served to some special person(opps I'm getting ahead of myself). Sydney makes a little speech then calls for the volunteers to be brought out to the carvery. The girls come of the kitchen having been cleaned inside and out, it is here where Sydney's special touch, (that she hopes the rest of the company will adopt or least unique enough for her's to stand out from the rest)each is girl is wearing a thick pink leather collar snugged tightly around their necks but not so tight to choke them, hands bound securely behind them, on top of their heads is head band on which is oversized pink silicone piggy ears, on their feet are black stiletto like heels strapped underneath their heels, forcing them to walk on their toes which themselves incased in black leather shoe tips with a divide in the middle separating the big toe from the rest connected to the heels by a crystal clear,half-inch wide but rigid plastic, the overall effect was the impression the girls had cloven hooves instead of feet, over their noses were petite pink latex piggy snouts held on by a special adhesive that's easily wiped off with hot water and a towel, the final touch was the curly pink latex piggy coming out from between their firm and perky butt cheeks attached to very large butt plugs, the girls having taken it as a challenge to see who could take the largest plug, Sydney having provided each girl a set plugs two weeks before opening day, the first plug of the sets were about the size of their index fingers which they wore all day then slept with inside them all night, repeating the process till the final plug which at its maximum diameter was about the same size as an average man's dick, the real challenge was taking the largest plug to attach a tail, which was as wide as a can of soup at its thickest point! Even for a full grown woman this this would be rather difficult, let alone a nine year old girl but they all were determined and amazingly all succeeded!, the final piece of the girl's ensemble was a bright pink ball gag tucked behind their teeth pressing down their tongues strapped in tightly and even though their jaws ached a little they wore genuine smiles around their gags. Each girl was led in by a family member using a pink leather leash clipped to their collar, who handed them off to Sydney who stood in the center of the cooking area next to the serving table, the three cooking stations the stew cauldron, the glass sideded oven and roasting pit which could use both wood or propane which today will use wood and was nearly ready were arranged to form three points of a diamond with the prep station as the last point. The tables and booths arranged so diners were facing the cooking area formed a three quarter circle around the cooking area with the tables one below cooking area and booths along the walls two steps above, this was another of Sydney's touches so that diners had an as unobstructed view of the girls being cooked alive as possible. Sydney next announced that the guests get a chance to closely examine the meat but to please remain seated. Disconnecting each girl's individual leashes, she proceeded to use several pieces of pink leather each about 30 inches long to connect the girl's collars together her niece in front, then the twins one behind the other, then their other friend in the rear. Next taking several lengths of thick gold chain slightly shorter than the leash pieces, she connected the girl's pussy rings together, she brought out a black leather leash about four feet long which she connected to her niece's pussy ring. Giving the leash a short but sharp tug, eliciting muffled but pleasure filled moans from the meat girls, Sydney's response was another short tug on as she started walking while saying with a smile "come now little piggies, our guests are looking forward to examining your juicy little bodies" her words as well as the tugging on their delicate pussy lips and every step they took caused their sphincters to squeeze the huge butt plugs pushed the girls to almost to orgasm, Sydney however was pay close attention and starting at the booths lead them to each table in turn stopping long enough for each guest to get a feel of their meat but long enough to further arouse them. For the girls it was a frustrating experience to be brought up to a state of arousal but then have it yanked away from them!, even more so as it seemed every table and booth had at least one girl their age that they knew from either school, ballet, gymnastics, karate or just their neighborhoods and every was even more thorough examining their bodies than the boys and even adult men. While at the final table after having been examined Sydney's niece could take no more, looking at the two girls at the table who she shared ballet classes with then at her aunt a couple times they could tell she asking for a distraction but unsure as to why the girls asked Sydney about how volunteering to be and so fourth. With Sydney attention drawn, her niece put her plan into action, glancing back at her as much as she could and stepping backward grateful her hands were tied behind her in this situation she reached back and thoroughly fingering the pussy of the twin that was behind her unsure of which one as she had not seen who was who, though it mattered little as the twin in question started fingering her sister behind her who in turn began their friend at the back, whilst this pleased the last girl who at first thought this left Sydney's niece with no to pleasure her quickly to the plan and shuffled her backward to the left while Sydney's move forward and to left till her front touched her friend's back who immediately began fingering her in earnest. This did not go unnoticed by guests at nearby tables, after all a group of bound and gagged preteen girls finger fucking each isn't something you see very often they decided to remain quiet so the meat girls could enjoy each other. Sydney who had her back turned while finalizing the details for the two girls at the table to be roasted on Monday for a wedding reception that she was catering for the first booking of private dinning hall upstairs, the chef in her could already see them in her mind's eye the younger one eight and a half the older a couple months shy of ten a birthday she'll never see both with honey brown hair down the shoulder, sparkling green eyes with just a hint brown but not enough to be called hazel and adorable smiles the younger girl on her back turkey style while the older girl on a full length platter as a suckling long piglet their asses and pussies tightly packed full of her signature stuffing and firmly plugged with fresh summer squash and same adorable smiles stretched around Granny Smith apples that perfect compliment they're eyes and moaning happily as they're slid into the oven side by side for a long and slow roast at low temperature only reaching it's peak in the final hour, at the reception two covered silver platters are wheeled and presented to the bride and groom the lids lifted to reveal the girls in same positions except now from noses to toes they're skin a crispy golden brown steam rising from cracks in the skin but most particularly from the summer squash plugging their pussies and anuses, faint moaning could be heard the roasts since the to the cooking method Sydney spent years perfecting the girls would still be alive though only just long enough for the first few carvings of their meat, with the bride and groom standing side by side with the older girl in front of the groom the in front of the bride the squash is slowly removed from the girl's pussies eliciting stronger but still muffled moaning allowing more steam and piping hot stuffing to emerge from they're now slightly gapping cunts, the pussy filets are then delicately carved from the girls and placed on plates in front the person in front of them, the newlyweds lean down close to the girls to thank them giving they're beautiful bodies for everyone to enjoy they then carefully sliced pussy filets in half down the middle clit and all speared a slice with a fork and making sure the meat girls were still alive and could see what was happening fed the slice to each other slowly chewing the tender juicy meat, they then switched plates and repeated the process, as the vision began to from her mind Sydney began carving slices from the older girl's ass while an assistant served the younger girl's feet to the flower girls and some calf meat as well the roasts giving a final moan of joy and pleasure as they finally died. Sydney wasn't sure how much time passed while visualizing that wedding feast though she noticed how the girls were fidgeting in their seats and couldn't help but wonder if they could have somehow read her mind and seen that whole scenario!, then became aware of all the flashes from cellphone cameras and turned to see a sight she'd never! The four meat girls in a circle one in front of the other desperately fingering the pussy and teasing the base of the butt plug of girl behind them. While at first going to stop them a quick glance around indicated how much the guests were enjoying the show and though part of the plan was to deny them girls any orgasms prior to they actually started to cook this looked to work out pretty well. Though it seemed an eternity from the girls viewpoint it only took a couple minutes for them to climax. Once that was done Sydney the Chef(and meat girl dominatrix)took tugging the leash while tell them if they thought that felt good wait till get cooking! Back in the cooking area the mothers of the were the to assist in the prep work. They quickly removed the girls outfits, Sydney personally removing each girl's butt plug each one moaning loudly through the ball gag they're sphincters slightly gapped but quickly closing tight as a drum though Sydney was able to insert at least four fingers into their asses with ease eliciting yet more moans into ball gags loudest from her niece. At last the gags were removed so the girls relax their aching jaws though only temporarily for three of them. Her niece's other friend was going in the stew pot so all that was needed was quick wipe down with warm water tie her hair up out of the way and one other thing was needed, well two technically. Sydney had the girl up raise her butt up in the air, hands flat on table top and her head resting on her hands giving Sydney a perfect view of her pussy and as taking a daikon radish about ten inches long and two inches thick she lubed girls hole thoroughly butter as well vegetable itself then with a quick firm thrust shoved it into the girl's quivering snatch up it's base causing a loud lustful moan she then grabbed a second daikon radish this at a foot long and nearly three inches thick!, quickly lubing the girl's twitching anus and the root vegetable she gently inserted the tip at to be sure it was seated then setting her palm at the base then another quick and hard thrust another lustful moan and the base of the white veggie was barely peaking out the anus kind of like a turtle starting to poke it's head out of it's shell. Picking the girl up in her arms and carrying her to the pot and starting with her toes slowly slid into the lukewarm water telling her to relax for now but be to sure to the veggies inside herself.
Sydney next began her niece's prep who eager to get into the glass oven and start roasting!, her mother having already rubbed down every nook and cranny with butter. Next she had lay back in the pan spread her legs wide grab her ankles and pull her feet behind her head allowing easy access to her pussy for stuffing, she inserting the stuffing her niece had picked out made up of chunks of sweet potatoes, apples and corn bread mixed with butter each handful pushed deep into her preteen womb followed by pleasure filled moans after about two pounds had pushed inside Sydney smiled at her niece saying time plug this up, the eyes widening at the sight of a whole peeled sweet potato about eight inches long nearly three inches thick dipping one end into a saucepan of melted butter the potato was quickly shoved in about two thirds it's length twisting half way around Sydney the girl's pussy was well sealed as if the loudest moan yet wasn't a clue. Turning her niece over onto her tummy, she had legs underneath her her ass in the air. Working the girl's ass open with her hand at first she begins stuffing her perky ass, handful after handful almost in rhythm to the girl's steady moaning she's obviously building up to an orgasm, pausing only occasionally to use a tool that could have been mistaken for a dildo except the tip was completely flat to pack the stuffing further into the rectum till the bowl of stuffing was empty and nearly four more pounds were packed into her niece's young body. Time to close your backdoor sweetie Sydney said showing the wide eyed girl an longer and thicker sweet potato!, this time she eased it into the girl's ass slowly so as not to send her over edge of orgasm yet so the would have to wait until she's in the oven. She positioned the girl in the pan with her cute little feet under her ass which rested on her heels, legs folded and alongside her torso, elbows to her knees, hands together with propping up her head then using soft twine bound her wrists together, her elbows to her knees then her ankles to her upper thighs. Sydney was pleased with her handiwork and was about stuff an apple in the girl's mouth when WAIT! Sydney's sister started totell her daughter it was too late to change her mind but then she hadn't, she just wanted to say thank you to everyone for making the Grand Opening Sidney's Restaurant HUGE success and I enjoy my meat to which she recieved a standing ovation! When the crowd had stopped clapping, the girl said jokingly but completely serious now it's for type of gag I've always wanted!, to which Sydney stuffed a fresh honey crisp deep into her niece's mouth, secured her golden blonde hair in protective foil the coated her body with a honey glaze. With the help of her sister, the slid the girl ass first into the hot oven so she see out the front and close the door. Inside the oven could be described as hell but to Sydney's niece she was in orgasmic Heaven!, every little movement she made squeezed the sweet potatoes in her holes, the heat expanding the stuffing inside ass and pussy!, the glaze caramelizing on her skin.
Damn I just realized how long I've at this that I much created a whole story in your I do apologize for that.
No need to apologise - I enjoyed reading it! And yeah half way through you just started writing the story XD Not all the ideas are to my taste but I could certainly do something with a lot of your suggestions if I may?
Feel free to use whatever works for you like. My original intent was to make a few suggestions and a rough outline but I got so into it I lost track of time so I had to leave it partially unfinished. If you're interested and don't mind me posting it in this thread I'll finish it up later when I have some free time. I had something special in mind for the twins and a final touch for the stew girl.
I had left the all girl's names as blank slates for you to use, and I couldn't think of any good names when I first started though it became troublesome by I the time I stopped.
However the main protagonist was meant to be the niece primarily.
My plan is to use the premise you laid out and elements of the setting and write a new story around it :-)
Congrats on making the 20000th post by the way!