They lifted Nadine up by an attachment to her neck collar. She choked a little as she was lifted, but even filled with Max, her lighter, limbless body still wasn’t heavy enough to asphyxiate her. The butchers used a ceiling mounted conveyor to take the sows over to the steaming machines. Nadine knew what they were. Like most women, she’d taken a morbid interest in what kind of executions were available for lottery winners. Getting steamed alive had been very low on her list of ways she’d hoped to get snuffed when it was her turn.

Her butcher leaned down and inserted his thumb and forefinger into her rectum, stretching it wide open. Nadine gasped a little. He lined up the steam vent with Max’s tiny pucker inside her, and then plunged the hollow rod up inside her daughter. Her belly bulge gave a little scream of surprise. He let go of her sphincter, and it wrapped tightly against the warm steel rod. Mother and daughter both anally penetrated by the device that was going to kill them together.

Then he flicked the switch and scalding hot steam began to pump into Max’s asshole. The 12 year old girl immediately began to convulse erratically, causing Nadine's belly to jump and kick painfully. Max’s muffled screams were intense, and Nadine's belly leapt around from place to place. Heat from the rod seared Nadine’s asshole, but it wasn’t until her daughter calmed down inside her, and lessened the intensity of her exertions into a weak quivering, that the heat began to transfer into her own body. Sweat poured down her naked amputated body in rivulets. Her skin reddened and felt like a sunburn. Max suddenly stopped moving altogether, and Nadine realized that her daughter was probably dead, post aborted in her belly.

The heat was oppressive. It was getting harder for her to breathe, and she was exhausted. Her brain was steaming in her skull. She couldn’t think straight anymore. All she wanted to do was go to sleep, and never wake up again. She forgets who she is, and what is happening to her, and slumps into her steampipe. The meatgirl shivered relentlessly, unable to control her cooking muscles. She groaned whorishly, her eyes rolled back in their sockets and she spasmed one last time as she died.

Her motionless corpse remained on the pipe for another hour, gaining a lovely beet red colour as her fat rendered into her muscles, flavoring them delicately, making her meat moist and tender.. the timer went off when they were done, and their steaming meat was lifted off the anal steamer. The meatgirl filled meatgirl flopped like a flesh puppet onto a trolley to be taken away to be plated. Her open, unseeing eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.


When they were served, the dining guests clapped with delight when Nadine's belly was unzipped to reveal her own steamed 12 year old daughter within. All agreed that the presentation of a woman stuffed with her own virgin daughter was something exquisite to behold. Their taste was wonderful too. The crowd hungrily stripped them of their flesh, and all that was left of Nadine and Max when they were done was a filled bin full of gnawed bones and scraps of gristle.