Posted by Ay-Wun on September 27, 2006 at 19:00:36:
"Allright! Everyone hold hands forming a circle!" ordered Natalie, of the ten beautiful girls, and one teacher. "We've all had to wait for Diana to not be preoccupied so we can have a full Coven of twelve, as Penny says is necessary. You've all been told the chant, so let's see what sort of field trip it takes our cooking class to."
Penny began the chant, "Take us to the most exotic cooking place!"
Natalie, holding her right hand, picked it up on the second repetition, Caroline on the third, then Kellie, Tiffany, Emma, Geraldine, Gemma, Diana, Vanessa, Yoland, and finally, all the widdershins way around to lovely Liz Warren, the ,'Cooking Club's' Proctor who held Penny, their 'Arcane' expert's left hand.
"Take us to the most exotic cooking place! Take us to the most exotic cooking place!" over and over they chanted.
Then, somehow, on the twelfth repetition, it became, though no one had ordered, or even suggested it, "Take us to the most exotic, DOLCETT cooking place!!"
Suddenly, as that line ended, before another could be uttered, there was a dizzying sense of motion, accompanied by a flash of rainbow lightning, that all saw, even through closed eyelids. All twenty-four of those lids popped open, as one, to find that they were no longer in Mrs. Warren's living room, but out of doors, in a verdant field. Every one of their gorgeous bodys was nude and also denuded, magically, of all hair save that on their lovely heads. There was also, a strange sensation, that all felt, of an emptiness in their intestines. Before them, in the very center of the circle their still clasped hands formed, was a six foot wide hole.
"Who are you?!" asked a startled Natalie, the first to recover her wits, of the beautiful golden tressed girl, of about their same age, clad in an old fashioned, blue, pinafore type dress, who crouched at the edge of the hole, looking down.
"I'm Just Alice." she replied, turning radiantly smiling, "And I intend to follow the giant rabbit who just entered here, as I did years ago!"
Then she leaned forward, letting herself fall head first into the hole. Eleven girls and one teacher lunged forward as one, to try to stop her, only to plunge head first after her, as though drawn by a lodestone. They fell, and fell, and fell, and, as they fell, it seemed as if many, unseen finger caressed their genitals. As phantom fingers flicked and stroked suddenly hardened nipples and clits, sliding in deeply to find G-spots all twelve lovelies were orgasming in unison.
In their sensual delight they were unaware of being turned upright and alighting gently upon their beautiful, bulbous bottoms. All came to their senses with copious juices flowing into the grass beneath them, smiling and gasping for breath.
"We must hurry to the party!" cried Just Alice, who had lost the clothes she had worn and, like them, had cum running down her lovely legs. "There'll surely be some cooking done!" she added before running out of their sight down a path.
"Did you hear that girls?! Cooking! You'll learn how it's done in this exotic pla...!"
Liz, their Proctor, let her statement lapse as a troop of very odd looking, strangely clad soldiers marched out of the woods opposite where Just Alice had disappeared. They were not very soldierly looking, being comically rotund and well over six feet tall, with round, smily faces that looked exactly alike. To add to that, they marched with a skipping stride, rather than a military cadance. Their uniforms were comic too, consisting of German World War II helmets of bright red, matching boots, and a sign board like thing suspended from their shoulders, extending to just above those boots that was a representation of a seven of hearts playing card. On each one's right shoulder was a long lance with a phallic head instead of a point.
The most amazing thing of all was that, out of the central pip heart poked a handsome, bare cock that, while retaining full rigidity, kept going from six inches long by one inch thick, to a massive twelve by three, as they skipped toward the astonished girls, who tittered girlishly, with one hand over their lips, while some fingered the lower set.
"Halt!!" cried the rightmost man in the front rank of three. "Tweedle Troop arresting vagrant viands!! I am Tweedle Dum!"
"Dee!"
"Doh!"
"Bim!"
"Bo!"
"Bah!"
"Ham!"
"Hic!"
"Hoo!"
"Tic!"
"Tac!"
"Toh!"
One by one, each cried out his name, as cocks grew and shrank with each announcement.
"You will now be internally marinated! We were expecting only one but hope to carry out our orders, without calling for reinforcements! Do your duty Tweedle Troop! CHARGE!!"
Suddenly, lances and card uniforms were cast aside and each soldier seized a lovely girl all of whom were still sitting on the soft, grassy turf, to begin skillfully caressing her. Even though over half these lovelies were, technically virgin, all had played some with themselves and, at school, with one another, so all were, to some degree ready for this assault. Moreover, those pulsing pricks had titilated and intrigued them, while the orgasms of that falling had everyone eager for more. As each was finally, when ready, entered, chaste or not, she found the cock that slid into her was the exact size she needed, at first for comfort, then grew to whatever length and breadth gave maximum satisfaction.
Soon eleven girls and one mature woman were writhing and moaning in ecstatic orgasm. While in that state, they felt themselves wonderfully filled with sperm followed by immediate withdrawal. With military precision, each soldier switched, not only girls, but holes. Every girl felt her bum hole penetrated by what felt like merely a finger, then it slowly lengthened and expanded as it thrust in and out, expanding both sphincter and pleasure 'til anal orgasm was joyfully achieved.
The switching drill continued, as orgasm followed orgasm, and spermation followed spermation, 'til each sated girl had been fucked four times in each orifice by every one of the troopers.
Each soldier then redonned his card, hoisted a limp girl on his shoulder, picked up his lance and resumed formation. Off they marched then, in the direction Just Alice had said the party would be. Now though, those once surging cocks dangled very large but limply from their heart frame pip.
The skipping pace had a strange effect upon the shouldered girls, arousing them again and finally had them cumming. Their writhing now added an even weirder syncopation to that cadance.
As the troop neared a slot in a huge hedge, without any order, they did an echeloning maneuver that put them into the single file necessary to navigate what turned out to be a maze. As their bearers skipped through, the nostrils of the girls were treated to the most wonderful aroma of cooking meat they'd ever smelled. The the troop was suddenly in an open area containing a throng of strange people in the midst of which the girls were set upon their feet, in a line. The thing that immediately seized their attention was the source of that smell.
A huge, shining, silver tray was just being set upon a long dining table. Upon the tray , surrounded by artfully arranged fruits, a radiant smile on her lovely face, was Just Alice, her gorgeous body roasted to a crispy, golden brown. (Hmmm, perhaps someone should write a story of Alice.) As they looked, with awe, at the happy look on the cooked girl's face, they were startled by a melodious, authorative voice.
"What have we here?! More meat?!"
Beyond the eye catching roast were four thrones bearing four crowned queens. The beautiful blonde one who had spoken was ornamented with hearts.
"Let us get them cooking then, this one on the table isn't nearly enough! OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!!"
"Stop that Irene!!" cried the ravishing blonde beside her, adorned with diamonds. "You know very well we always cook live now for the fun it brings!"
"Oh, sorry Susan, old habits are hard to break responded the Queen of Hearts.
"Who are they? How did they come here?" asked the stunning, auburn tressed Queen wearing black trefoils.
"Does it really matter, Nancy, since they're naught but meat?" questioned the greeneyed Queen of Spades.
"It's always nice to know the source of our food, Kim." said Queen of Diamonds, logically.
"OFF WITH ... I mean speak up!" cried Hearts, addressing the girls.
"We're a cooking class and...." began Natalie, not quite as 'in charge' as she preferred.
"Of course you are, or soon will be!" interrupted Queen of Clubs, "But where are you from?"
"Gramercy Place School in Surry, we...." Liz began.
"AH! Mundaneland! I thought you looked the quality of meat from there!" said Diamonds, cutting her off.
"We followed her into the hole." explained Penny, to be helpful, while trying to think of an arcane way out of this.
"Aha! So that makes you the lurees of Hatter & Hare Ltd, our caterer!" declared Nancy, Queen of Clubs, in her ultra sexy voice.
"Ours?! They're ours?!" cried an enormous, pink rabbit and a wild eyed man in morning suit and wearing a huge, tall, silk opera hat, in unison.
"You failed to put a lid on my lure spell again!" accused Hare to his business partner.
"Why are you complaining?! Look at all this lovely meat!!" screamed Hatter, throwing his hat to the ground and stomping on it.
"Think of what nasty stuff could have come through from Mundaneland!!" yowled March Hare, "We only were seeking Alice, all grown up into super meat!!"
"STOP THAT!!!"ordered the four queens as one, then looked amazed, this being the very first time all had totally agreed on anything.
"Get them 'tenderized'!" ordered Spades, sweetly, "You may have the use of my Toodle Troop!"
"And of my Twitty Troop!" offered Susan of Diamonds, imperiously.
"Of course my Twaddle Troop is best at that!" declared Nancy, sexily, and knowingly.
Seeing the limpness of her Tweedles, Irene of Hearts remained, for once, silent, hoping they'd be up for her later.
Spurning, for the moment, this offered aid, the pink hare, sporting twelve inches of sperm spear, seized and impaled the beautiful Proctor, Liz.
"B-B-But...!"she cried.
"That will come later m'dear!" he said to her, " Put your hat on, your brains are in it!" he yelled at Hatter, who was looking confusedly at the massive bulge in his striped trousers.
His eyes brightened, the moment he did as he was told, and out came an even bigger wanger, which was quickly balls deep into a sighing, greatful Diana. Seeing that the troops had stacked their card sign uniforms and phallic lances in neat rows, Natalie took charge and began assigning sets of three to each of the other girls, retaining the largest three for herself. As she slid down upon a supine Toodle, and guided a Twaddle into her bum, she told the remaining six to stand by then took a Twitty down her throat.
For over an hour, as the girls and their fuckers had orgasm after orgasm, the queens and their guests enjoyed the show while dining upon Just Alice. Soon, the lovely roast was nothing but bones. Even that happy smile had been chewed from her pretty face and brains, tongue and eyeballs sucked from the skull that now had nothing but her long golden hair.
"Huff, pant," cried the Queen of Hearts, coming down from a glorious orgasm, shooing her Lady In Waiting, Christine from under her skirts, "We must get on with this!! They've plead guilty to being a cooking class, so get them on to cook!!"
She clapped her hands thrice and four glowing barbecue pits appeared straight ahead of the enthroned quartet, beyond the dining, copulating crowd. To the right appeared four dutch ovens, to the left, four cauldrons, both already heating.
"Oh! Nicely done Reenie!" complimented Susan, Queen of Diamonds.
"Toodle Troop," ordered Kimberly, Queen of Spades, "Get those four spitted and on to roast!!" indicating Natalie, Liz, Diana, and Kellie. "No you fools! With the roasting spits! We're done with that!!"
"But that's not my fettish!" protested Proctor Liz, as three Tootles hoisted her upon the spit held verticle by a fourth, then gasped in orgasm as it slid into then through her, silencing her moans as it exited her mouth. "Oh! Maybe it is now from being with these girls so long!" she thought then.
Natalie struggled, not so much objecting to the spitting, but wanting to be just a bit, in charge. Diana and Kellie happily spread their lovely legs to accept the shaft of ultimate fucking into twitching eager pussies. In a trice, all four beauties were writhing in orgasm over the blazing hot coals.
At the same moment Toodle Troop had been given their assignment, Clubs and Diamonds had ordered Twaddle to cauldron duty, Twitty to dutch oven. The water was already quite hot as Penny, Yoland, Emma, and Gemma, with arms bound behind, were lowered into their cauldrons to boil. Noting there were sliced up potatoes, onions and carrots in the water,
"Why couldn't we have had those carrots whole, and in us?" wondered Emma, wistfully, then found out why, as projections from the bottom began sliding into both her holes. At first she thought, as she wriggled excitedly on them, that they must be cast into the metal of the pot, but they felt fleshy hard, just like real man meat. Then they began to thrusting in and out. Then they spurted, causing her and the other's to cum just as she realized, "Oh! It's more magic!!"
All the pot girls were in a sexual haze as their lovely heads were pushed to their cauldron's edge to recieve the pricks of male guests in their mouths, but all enthusiastically sucked. "Our last meal!" thought Gemma.
Concurrently, Caroline, Tiffany, Geraldine, and Vanessa were finding those fabulous phalluses as they were set down into the dutch oven's heat.. Only when they were already cumming did they feel the small amount of water, already aboil, at the bottom, scalding their bountiful bums. Their heads were also pushed to the side, here by the cast iron lid that sealed them in, but they too had pricks to suckle, as they came and roasted.
As she began boiling, Penny realized it was up to her to somehow get her classmates and teacher out of this fantasy that was becoming too painfully real. Between orgasms she summoned up every arcane power she knew. Little by little a sparkling fog began to settle upon the orgy that was taking place as they cooked.
"We really are a cooking class now!" she thought, as she seemed to then float out of her body to above the scene and saw that her companions were doing the same, each hovering over her body as it cooked. Then time seemed to compress and their beautiful roasted, boiled, and baked bodies were being served and enthusiastically eaten. As all felt their flesh cut, torn by teeth, chewed, and swallowed , Penny summoned them to clasp phantom hands with her. Then she began t chant,
"Home to G.P.! Home to G.P.! Home to G.P.!" over and over and heard the others join in.
All at once, cool air breezed over twelve beautiful nude bodies, in the darkness of a field on the Gramercy Place campus. All looked at each other wide eyed.
"Did that really happen?" asked Natalie.
"Um, what became of our clothes and how did we get out here?" questioned Liz, noting that her skin felt like it was sun burned.
"That was soooo brill!!" cried Diana, "When can we do it again?!!!"
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