Katie gurgled and spasmed in place, one of her eyes dislocated, and stared off in the wrong direction. Not having properly emptied herself in the latrines, piss squirted from her undeveloped pussy with every convulsion. The instant the bolt had pulped her brain, her heart and lungs had ceased functioning. He pulled the rod out of her forehead with a disgusting slurping sound. Katie shuddered violently, neurons still misfiring in her mangled brain.it was like her sister was trying to understand what was happening to her, but the part of the brain that used to deal with that was simply gone. After about ten seconds, her body crumpled to the floor, her butt waggling as her brain slowly went hypoxic and died.

Retta, Gloria and Wendy looked on as her younger sister died. It was a good, quick, and relatively painless death, if a little embarrassing. But it wasn’t a fate that any of them would end up sharing anymore.

“Well, Sonia? Welcome to the team… did you have some trouble in the showers? Always happens on the first day. I think the pigs can sense you’re new to all this. Still, you seemed to have mopped up pretty good by yourself. I’m not sure what help i can provide you… you seem to have it all handled.” he wiped the sweat from his hard labor with a sleeve.

“Well, it’s a little late now for that kid but those girls are this one’s direct family. This sow got violent with me, so she’s gonna have to get tortured. That means her extended family need to get brought in for processing" Sonia stated matter of factly.

“Man, Sonia, you really do know your stuff. Sorry about popping the kid
before I answered… bit of a drive to meet quotas at the moment… I guess I just got a little too focussed… tell you what, I’ll head over to the front desk and get Carl on the phone to get her aunts and cousin rounded up within the hour. You move these sluts out of the volunteer lines and into the general intake, and get your little rebel there to the bathroom maintenance chamber. There's a filter that just busted, and we need a replacement. Any luck and we can miss rebel there plugged in before they arrive.”

Sonia nodded in silent agreement. Retta didn’t know what they meant by any of that, but it filled her with a dread that sank into her very bones. Her mother, and Gloria both complained as they were hoisted to their feet and rechained to Retta’s ceiling mounted contraption.
“But we volunteered!” Begged her mother
“You promised it’d be quick” shouted Gloria.
It didn’t take long for them to place their ire squarely on Retta.
“How could you do this to me you ungrateful bitch? After I spent 10 hours in labor with you.”
“You’re an awful sister… I hope you burn for a long time over an open flame,” Gloria shot, her perfect angel mask breaking for perhaps the first time in her life.

When they arrived at their destination, they were greeted with a giant metal contraption. None of the girls had ever seen anything like it before, but they knew it was made to mince girls. It was fairly obvious, as the machine was labeled very simply Girlmeat Mincer. It left very little to the imagination.

“Well, Fuck” Gloria stated.

They moved Wendy over to the machine and bolted her in. She took every moment to curse her foolish daughter, calling her every unkind name under the sun. She’d gotten to “…fucking cuntlicking selfish bitchprincess..” when she was cut off by an overwide plastic tube being rammed into her asshole. She shut up for a while after that, and when she resumed making noise, it was more whimpering than words.