Posted by Ay-Wun on November 03, 2006 at 19:11:37:
This is my 200th WE or vore story all posted in DolcettGirls Forum.
Addams Family Theme
By: Vic Mizzy
They're creepy and they're kooky,
Mysterious and spooky,
They're altogether ooky,
The Addams Family
SNAP! SNAP!
Theme for this episode
By: Dr.Sauce (aka Ay-Wun)
A feasting they had slated.
Morticia had been dated.
But then Gomez was rated,
Over the mark you see!
SNAP! SNAP!
Cholesterol two hunderd
The doctor at him thundered,
"Gomez you've really blundered
Eat no more trans-fatty!"
SNAP! SNAP!
"Oh Gomez! That look on your face! What's wrong?! What's eating you?!" cried Morticia Addams, as her always jovial husband entered the kitchen.
"It's what I've been eating, not what's eating me! I've just seen Dr. Croak and my cholesterol is over 200! I have to start watching what I'm eating."
"Oh no! You mean tonight's big family feast is off?!" cried Morticia, who had just had the pleasure of yanking the last hair from her now bald pussy, in preparation for that, and now lost her near orgasmic edge, at this news.
"Well, no, just not you, my sweet meat! Your tasty transfats would surely push me way over! Say!" he suddenly flashed his customary toothy grin. "Wednesday is nice and lean, I'll bet she has almost none of those nasty type fats."
"Oh yes! That idea might even perk her up some! She's been even sadder since she turned sixteen, and sees your not cooking her as rejection." she said, pushing her own, fondest fancy aside, to consider the needs of her daughter, in a motherly manner.
"Well she always feels sad and inadequate, that's her beautiful nature!" said Gomez, chipper once more.
Gomez had barely taken his finger from the kitchen call button when,
"You rang?!" said cadavorous Lurch, stepping in the door.
"Yes Lurch, go fetch Wednesday to the kitchen. We must get her ready for dinner. Don't tell her why, we want it to be a nice surprise!"
"Immediately sir!" said the loyal servant, turning away, not showing the flicker of a smile, as he thought of 'tenderizing' that tasty teen.
In a very short time, the door opened and in came the stunningly lovely girl they'd been talking about. The once sad, pretty, little girl had grown to be sensational looking, though still constantly morose. Her perfect face with its big dark eyes drew ogles that she somehow never saw. Just as she was totally unaware of the drooling, lustful gawks of every male, and more than a few females that the sight of her fabulous body brought. Not only was she beautiful but she also excelled in both academics and athletics. Yet to her own eyes, she was always completely inadequate.
"Did you want me?" she now asked, hopefully, but doubtful, in her musical voice.
"Indeed we do!!" grinned Gomez, "Get naked Pumpkin, you're dinner tonight, and we have to hurry your preparation!"
The momentary smile that flashed across her face, the first either parent had seen, was like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. Suddenly there, then suddenly gone again, as she, unbelieving, turned to her mother for confirmation of this of this impossibly wonderful thing.
"It's true dear, get those clothes off, so we can clean out and pluck you!"
"Pluck?! You mean....?! OOOOO!!"
Still not quite believing her great good luck, she swiftly complied. Then, without further instructions, hurried to the purging bidet, where she'd practiced so often, and slid her tight hole onto its ten inch dildo jet. In and out, in and out went the warm, cleansing water, bringing such pleasure that she almost smiled again. The bell rang on the fifth outgushing, indicating complete cleansing.
Her doting Daddy deposited her onto a preparation table and, cerimoniously, plucked out the first curly hair from her cute little cunt. For the next hour the lovely girl gloried in the stinging pain of every hair, below her neck, being yanked out, one by one, by her parents, brother Pugsley, Uncle Fester, Lurch, and all the other servants he'd brought into the kitchen. The six orgasms she had during this were somewhat dulled though, as she thought she couldn't possibly taste as good as the other girls, some of whom had been school mates, they'd eaten.
"Now for the 'tenderizing'!!" gleefully announced Gomez, when not another hair could be found.
His twelve inch cock slid easily between her now bare, oozing lips, pushing all the way in and rapidly stroking, giving Wednesday two orgasms in five minutes, before switching, a bit painfully, to her other hole to fill that emptiness with cum. Then Mommy brought her off, followed by Pudgley and her Uncle Fester, who bit into and sucked blood from each of her pretty C cups, as he screwed.
"Hey!! I gotta try that next time!" shouted Gomez, fishing artificial fangs from his vest pocket, then opening a case and, with a hypodermic from that, injecting something deeply into each of Wednesday's nipples. "That'll get you lactating!" he informed her.
Next, Lurch's long long length lashed Wednesday's clit and G-spot, giving her two more orgasms. Again, she almost smiled, but managed not to. Recovering, she found herself empty and, looking down, saw Morticia opening a hardwood box between her lovely, wide spread legs.
"Thing?! But...!" she asked, startled.
"I really thought you'd have discovered his service by now dear! I guess I have to show you!" said her mother, as fingers came out tickling their way inside her now stretched lips. Once inside, that clinched into a fist, doubling in size, as more and more arm extended, impossibly, from that shallow seeming box and into her. Then it began thrusting, thrusting, thrusting. On each back stroke the fingers tickled, pinched, or scratched with nails, at her G-spot, sending her to orgasmic heaven.
"If I'd only known!! If I'd only known!!" her mind cried out, as she came.
"Oh! Look who's here pumpkin! Cousin Itt always gets here early for the 'tenderizing'!" enthused Gomez.
"Itt?! Itt?! How can he? Or she? Oh! Itt is a he!!" as she gazed, stunned, to see twelve inches of three inch thick cock protruding from the long hair. "Oh yes! Please fuck me, dear Cousin!!" she responded to the squeaky sounds few could understand, then felt it plunge all the way in.
Then, another surprise came, as at the base of it was a mouth, that sucked and nibbled on her clitoris, for few moments, before Itt began stroking. Every fourth stroke, Itt paused to do that again. By the third repetition she was cumming again. Then again, just before a flood of stuff that stung her insides began spurting, making her writhe and squirm, from this different sensation.
"Itt's spunk is the secret ingredient of our special baste dear, you'd have learned that if you had let me teach you cooking!" Morticia chided her, as she used a large basting syringe to suck out that liquid and what hadn't flowed into the bowl below her cunt, that she squeazed it into now.
That bowl was nearly full an hour later, after more and more relatives arrived and more and more orgasmic juices were deposited in Wednerday and brought forth her own. Then Gomez was giving her that finale' he mentioned. Fucking her again, this time sucking blood, now mixed with the milk that flowed copiously from her tits. After they both came, he rolled her sideways to milk out more of that mixture into the bowl.
"Okay Pumpkin," he said, handing the bowl to Morticia. "The choice is yours. Oven, pot, or a nice spitting?!" he offered, clearly telling her what he favored.
"Oh, the spit Daddy! I've often used the teeny one you gave me on my Barbie doll, and played with my big plastic one!" Wednesday saw the kitchen fireplace already burning and neither oven nor pot warmed up.
"Then the spit it is!!" Gomez said, grinning toothily, as he reached for the one, near at hand.
Hands then grasped her wrists and ankles, as she felt the table adjust to aligning her. Then Gomez was fucking the shiny pole in and out of her to get her another cum. Suddenly that hit, and in one smooth stroke the spit slid through.
"OH!! That was amazing!" Wednesday thought, relishing the single, sharp pain that had blended with her orgasm to give her totally unique feelings.
The stinging stickiness of the baste slathered on her body, as she looked, cross eyed, at the point that jutted from her mouth was another new thing, but neither of those compared to the burning agony of the fire, as she was set over. An agony that, along with the pressing of the spit on her clit, brought orgasm after orgasm.
"Well, at least I seem fairly good at this!" she thought, with some, minor, satisfaction as, with a final spasming of orgasm, she faded away.
Everyone waited patiently to savor the cuts on their plates, carved from the beautifully roasted body on the table, as Gomez set down his carving knife and walked past Morticia to Wednesday's empty chair.
SNAP!! SNAP!! clicked his fingers, loudly, and there, in the chair, sat Wednesday, in all her nude glory!
He squeezed milk from one of her tits into a glass and, grinning again, cried,
"Dig in Pumpkin!!"
Wednesday looked around, startled. The last thing she recalled, was cumming, wonderfully, as she roasted.. Then she remembered that when Daddy cooked Mommy, one of the family, or one of her surprised friends, he always brought them back. Her friends never remembered, though they were always horny for Gomez and Pudgley afterward.
Then she looked down at her plate and saw half of her own filet, her cunt. It was nicely browned, and the inner side somewhat crisp from the heat of the spit. The aroma was wonderful! Redolent of both pork and cum. She, tentatively, tasted her milk, as eveyone watched and waited.
"Mmmmm! That's quite good!" she thought, setting the glass down, to pick up a fork and knife and slice off a bite sized piece of meat.
She brought it to her sexy lips and began to chew. She froze!! Then a radiant smile took over her gorgeous face and she screamed,
"Oh my!! I taste fantastic!!!"
Theme:
So now things are auspicious,
For Wednesday was delicious,
And for Gomez nutricious,
And now she is happeee!!
SNAP! SNAP!
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