Posted by Ay-Wun on October 27, 2006 at 14:22:29:
"We're leaving honey!" cried the beautiful blonde wife, in the angel costume, "We'll be back in about an hour." as she took her little girls by their hands.
"Oh! You'll be much longer than that!" replied her husband, Jack, from the living room.
"What on earth could he mean by that?" she thought, closing the front door behind her, "I told him we're just going around the block, to avoid crossing any streets."
Jenny Falk, her right hand neighbor, in a sexy demon outfit, with her six year old Kimmy in hand, met her at the gate, as she said she would.
"Hi Ginny, you look great, very angelic!" she giggled.
"Well you look really devilish!" Ginny responded gayly, as seven year old Polly and Eight year old Penny excitedly, greeted Kimmy. All the kids were dressed as current TV cartoon characters.
"Don't you just love 'Trick or treating'!"gushed Jenny, happily.
"I sure do! It almost makes me feel like a kid, again, myself!" answered Ginny, amazed at how cheerful her friend was, considering she'd lost her husband, Paul, in the war, only two months before.
They began, as planned, at the neighbor on the opposite side from Jenny and did really well, getting lots of candy and other treats, all the way around their block.
"Yep!" Ginny thought, looking at her watch, "Not even a full hour!" as they neared Jenny's gate.
At just that moment, her best friend, Sally, pulled up to the curb and leaned across from the driver's seat, pushed the passenger door open, calling,
"Ginny! Ginny! Can you be an angel, like your costume, and come help me finish decorating the house for Jim's club's party? It'll only take about twenty minutes!"
Before Ginny could respond, Jenny took Polly's hand from hers, saying,
"Go ahead honey, I'll take the kids the rest of the way!"
"Uh... Oh... Well, I guess so." said Ginny, a bit doubtfully, getting in beside Sally. "Tell Jack, will you?!" she shouted to the already retreating group, as the car pulled away.
The car was two blocks down the street, when Ginny said.
"Hey! I thought you said your own house, you live the other w...MMMPH!!"
The hand with the chloroform soaked rag covered her mouth and nose, before she could say more and, with virtually no struggle at all, Ginny was unconscious.
Slowly, Ginny's head cleared and her vision unblurred but, she still couldn't understand, or believe, what those eyes were seeing. It made no sense! Gorgeous, red haired Sally had her arms cuffed straight over her head, completely nude, showing large rings in her nipples. Periodically there came, the loud,
"CRACK!" of a whip striking her lovely body, and an,
"OOOOH!! Thank you darling!!" from her.
Then another, and another until, suddenly, she was crying.
"Uh! Uh!! Uuuuuuuh!!!" and quivering of obvious orgasm.
Her own situation too was strange, and hard for her befogged mind to understand, though she felt an odd elation about it. She was on a bed, her arms and legs spread eagle, and cuffed to the corners. She still wore her angel costume but, it had been cut down the front and splayed wide open and her bra and panties were gone. She was, in effect, completely nude.
"Ah! Our little angel food is awake!" said Sally, recovering from her orgasm, and seeing Ginny looking around.
"Angel food? I don't....!" Before she could finish, Sally, smirkingly said.
"Sorry dear, that's all you are now! See the cauldron heating for you!"
She motioned to the other side of the bed, with her chin. Looking there, Ginny saw, far across the room, a huge cauldron, such as are always depicted being used by witches, or African cannibals.
"B-B-But... What...?! Ginny muddled.
"Ginny, honey, you're our late Halloween dinner! Hee hee hee!" her erstwhile 'best friend' cackled like one of those witches.
"Sorry dear, you're mistaken about that," said Jim, her husband, who'd left when Sally came, and was now reentering, carrying a large plastic tub. "Ginny's not tonight's feast!"
Seven men and four women, all nude, followed him in, most of whom Ginny knew. Jack set the tub down in front of Sally and took from it a rolled up plastic sheeting.
"She's not? But I thought that was why you wanted me to lure her tonight!" Sally querried, as Jim unrolled the sheet beneath her.
"No darling, he said, setting the tub onto the sheet, near her feet, removing from it a hook bladed skinning knife, "You're to be our treat tonight, you'll finally get to live out that fantasy! Well, I guess not live!" he grinned.
"Me?!! But I'm the hostess of this party!! I can't..EEEEEEEEE!!"
Her scream seemed, to Ginny, to go on forever, in this weird nightmare. As Jim used that knife to slice his wife from sternum to just above her pussy mound, and let her insides fall into the tub.
"A good hostess gives her all, for the success of the party!" Jim responded, cutting those loose.
One of the other men lit a propane torch and swiftly cauterized most of the bleeding, while a woman waved smelling saltz under Sally's nose to awaken her from having passed out. Ginny would have sworn Sally came again, from the tone of her screaming.
"May I?" asked one of the men, politely, of Jim, fisting his prick.
"Be my guest, she's meat now!" responded the host.
Appalled, Ginny watched him enter and fuck her gutted, one time friend.
"Please Jimmy! Please!!" his wife pleaded.
"Oh! Very well!" he responded, shoving his own prick into her anus sphincter, that now had only a small sleeve of bowel.
"I didn't mean....! Oh! Oh! Oh! I meant...Oooooooohh!!" her whole body shook, as she came again.
Moments later, the angle of viewing was such, that Ginny could see the spurting of two pricks inside Sally's body cavity. As Jim's thrusting ceased, Ginny saw him raise one hand, that had been on his wife's hip, straight up in a signal. The two men didn't even need to pull out, as Sally was hoisted toward the high ceiling by her cuffs, then began to slide across. Ginny watched her move above her and, was alarmed at a dripping as Sally passed over. Craning her neck, she was relieved to see, it was cum, not blood. She looked again to see Sally sweep across the room to just above the cauldron. The steam, now rising from this, showed that it was boiling.
"No Jimmy! Please! I may like some pain but...EEEEEE.. Uh Uh Uh Aaaaaah!!" cried Sally, pleading, just before she was lowered halfway in. Then, her initial scream turned to the moaning sigh of orgasm, as she quivered from cuffed wrists to her just visible waist, splashing some water out. Then the woman with the smelling saltz roused her from another faint.
"That's Annie Cane, Polly's third grade teacher!" thought Ginny, shocked at recognizing the sexy young brunett.
Sally's head shook from side to side as she was lowered all the way in, sighing now, in seeming ecstasy. Then Annie reached up and released the cuffs, letting Sallys arms drop into the steaming vat. One of those arms, already bright red, came back out to brush the hair from her eyes, in a preening gesture, then both arm and smiling head began to sink from sight. At the last second, Jim grabbed Sally's hair and knotted the long tresses to one of the cuffs that had been lowered some.
"Here ya go Jim." said Mike Haley, another friend Ginny recognized, handing Jim a long, sharp looking saber, "Better finish her or you'll lose that trophy, and the blood won't come out as well to flavor the stew." he added, matter of factly.
Jim stepped back, to get a good swing then,
"SWISH! THUCK!!" Sally's lovely head jerked upward, separated from her body, with a startled look on her face.
As a momentary fountain of blood jetted up, quickly cut off by the body sinking. Sallys eyes blinked then went wide open, as her lips formed a circle, as if saying.
"Oh!"
Then the eyes, still open wide, went blank, staring at nothingness, as a little blood dripped down into the steaming cauldron. Ginnys eyes could not unfreeze from that sight, for seemingly endless moments, broken, finally, by Fred Palmer, another old friend saying,
"Well, that show's over, for awhile, let's get this one started!" as he mounted the bed and pushed his huge cock into Ginny's now sopping wet cunt.
"Did I really do that?!" Ginny shamedly asked herself, realizing she'd cum hard, as Sally's head had come off.
Mentally, she wanted to resist, but it felt so good her loins began automatically thrusting back to meet his thrusts. Her mind kept telling her to resist. That Jack would, somehow, find and rescue her. But her body and another part of her mind came again, as she screamed, loudly,
"This is wonderful!!"
She had just barely recovered, when she felt Fred spurting into her, and came once more.
"I've never come like this before!" she thought, astonished, "I love it!! Love it!! More! More!!" cried that other part, growing stronger and stronger, as she felt her body begin reacting to the next prick, of a stranger, this time.
Three more pricks fucked her, and she came at least twice with each.
"I love this!! I love it!!" over and over cried that now dominant part of her mind.
There was then a lull, as two guys argued over who was next. During this interval, Ginny became aware of a chittering, high pitched, almost inaudible sound, coming from her pillow. She realized she'd been hearing it since she awoke, but had been too distracted to notice. It seemed to be saying something, but she couldn't make it out. Had it been slower, she'd have consciously heard, what her unconscious mind was hearing.
You love being fucked by many pricks! You cum and cum and cum! This is your new life, and you love it!! You love being gang banged, it is what you were made for! You love, even more, the idea of the other thing you were meant to be, MEAT!! You'll love and enjoy the painful preparations, cumming twice as much! The cooking, and thinking of how delicious you'll be will be absolute heaven!! One continuous, perfect orgasm!!! For now though, you are avidly eager for all the fucking you can get!!" repeated over and over.
What little was left now, of the old, faithful wife Ginny, was astonished to hear herself saying.
"Don't argue guys! Unloose me so I can take both your wonderful pricks! Even a third!"
"No! N..." the old Ginny tried to say, but she was finally submerged, as they complied, and she was, joyfully, taking one in each of her holes, and cumming again.
Many hours, many fucks, and even more orgasms later, there was another lull, as she rested and was fed some tasty soup, then a slice of the most delicious meat she'd ever tasted. As she savored that, and was about to ask what it was, she saw Jim eating, and grinning at her.
"Oh! This is Sally!" she realized, "I'll bet I taste even better!!"
The next three weeks was a nirvana for Ginny, of fucking, cumming, eating, and sleeping. As she slept she dreamt of the possible ways of becoming meat. One day, the message changed, for a short time to,
"Exercise now, to bring your meat to perfection!" it went on to tell her exactly how many reps to take on each of the machines provided, in the little work-out room.
After hearing this, she immediately complied, then hurried back to her glorious new life of fucking. One of her daily meals was a tasty hash made of Sally's leftovers, and the remains of the soup. During the last week, the message changed, to more and more emphasize, how wonderful it would be to be prepared for the oven, and how fabulous it would feel cooking. How delicious she would be! Recalling her from her memories, how tasty Sally had been, and how much better she would be, making this her prime ambition,
"Climb up on the table Ginny dear," said Jim, leading her into the kitchen, "It's time for you to fulfill your destiny!"
Looking eagerly at the huge, warming oven, and the pan on the cart, beside the metal table, Ginny quickly clambered up and lay back.
"This is necessary so you won't move around too much, during your fun." Jim explained, clamping her wrists and ankles into cuffs attached to the table. Even that felt great, to her, as she sensed the first orgasm rising and, impatiently, thrust her beautifully toned belly up for the sharp knife, she saw him picking up.
"Ooooo! Yessssssss!!" she screeched, happily, as the blade went in, sliced her open, and she came.
With eyes clinched tightly, head going from side to side Ginny felt a prick slide into her drooling pussy and begin to fuck her, as Jim removed her intestines. She couldn't guess, nor did she care, who it was, though it seemed she knew him. That didn't matter at all though for she was too far gone, in pleasure. The pleasure mounted even higher for Ginny, as the prick came just as stuffing was being packed in, and she did too. More orgasms came, as she was sewn up, then her wrists were being drawn up and tied in front of her. Another wonderful shot hit her as someone pushed her fingers into her sopping pussy, just before her legs were pulled up and lashed over her beautifully bulging breasts. Their lifting her into the pan brought still another orgasm, just as she was coming down from the last.
"Will this fabulous string of cums never end?!" she asked herself, hoping not.
She soon had her answer, as the intense heat of the inferno she was pushed into gave her a super orgasm that went on, and on, and on, and .............!!!
It had been a long wait, after that final, farewell fuck, but the delicious flavor of the filet had been well worth it. He thanked Jim for having the group's dinner early, then hurried home to his family and guests, with the whole thigh in a heat preserving container. Thanksgiving dinner was a huge success, and all three little girls loved the flavor of the great new meat he'd brought, instead of turkey, this year.
Jenny was a fabulous fuck that night and, as he leaned over to kiss her good night, Jack smiled, as he heard the faint, high pitched chittering from her pillow, then rolled over to his own, thinking,
"Hmmmm, that Annie Cane is really a babe! I wonder if, after Christmas........" as he drifted into sleep.
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