Sapphie pulled the trigger on the end of the cable dangling from the ceiling and the conveyer kicked into gear.

Shannon screamed loudly, and there was a brutal spray of blood. Some got on Renya’s face. The buzzsaw cleaved quickly through Shannon's arms and legs, separating them from her.

“Nooooooooooo!” She screamed loudly.

Her purple haired friend squealed as she waved her new gory stumps around, looking at the absence of her own hands and feet unbelievingly. Shannon made an obscene farting noise as she pissed and crapped herself. Renya noted that unlike a real Meatplant, they hadn’t even taken the meatgirls to the toilets for the purpose of preserving the honour of the victims.

The former honour student didn’t have to wait long to experience being an involuntary amputee herself. She felt the cold brush of air against the fine hairs on her arms and legs first, before the blades spinning at 1000RPM took off her left hand side limbs at the joints. Renya saw the splash of shiraz before she felt the agony. Despite having been prepared for what was about to happen to her, she panicked at the suddenness of the lancing pain.

“Aaaaiiieeeeee” her voice broke as she hit the top of her register.

Then, SLICE, off popped her righthand side forearm and shin, and her brain overloaded with unadulterated suffering. Sometimes when she was alone at home, Renya had wondered how she would fare when her time to get processed into meat inevitably came. She had always thought that she’d take her snuffing with dignity; accepting her role in the food chain with the grace and poise of a good Meatgirl. Instead, she felt warm urine squirt onto her stubby thighs, and she squeezed out a soft brown turd onto the conveyor belt.

Hana watched in mute terror as Renya wiggled like a grub, pissing and shitting herself as she tried to see her own bloody stumps. It was a horrifying sight for her to have to endure. Her friends were wailing right there ahead of her in line. She heard the horrible buzzing as the saw crept towards her. She closed her eyes tightly, not wanting to watch herself as she was turned into a pathetic fucknugget like Renya and Shannon. It happened anyway, despite her not watching the event take place. She felt an ice cold pain in the gap between the bones of her hands and legs, that made her tense and shiver.

The searing feeling could only mean one thing. She knew without even looking that she was now a limbless hunk of meat too. She was trying desperately to be a brave girl, but tears welled through her clenched eyelids. A wet fart and the feeling of squelchy warmth between her buttocks let her know she’d defecated as well. Hana could smell the piss, and heard it tinkle against the conveyer and saw. She’d projected her pee with quite a bit of force.


“Eeew… you’re quite the squirter, you got me from over here” The Dolcetburger girl said as she lifted Shannon’s ass up onto a metal stand with a curved belly holder..

.”Puh.. Puhleese … D-don’t Huurt.. M-me any M-more!” Shannon pleaded. The young woman in the neat Dolcettburger uniform responded not with words, but actions. She plucked a wicked looking tool from the nearby shelf and plugged a clear canister and tube onto it. Sharp metal claws with wicked teeth adorned the front of the device.

She lined it up with Shannon's asshole and plunged the blades deep into the flesh surrounding her sphincter. Upon slicing into her perineum, the device pushed a suction cup into her butt crevice and whirred around like an electric drill. There was a cute little pop - and then Shannon’s anal sphincter got sucked out of her body, with her anus and intestines still attached.

The mess of guts and shit was vacuumed up the tube and into the waiting storage canister. Pump, Pump pump, it sucked out Shanon’s raw pink insides. She continued to piss right up until the moment her bladder got evacuated with the rest of her bowels.
“Uuuuuuuugnnnnh” Shannon groaned uselessly as she was gutted through her ruined asshole.

With the majority of her guts in the cylinder, it popped from the Sphincter Slicing Sucker and hung from the roof mounted shopvac system, which continued to slowly siphon up Shannon’s small intestines and stomach.

“Aw, fuck no” Renya whinged as she saw Shannon’s gutting, and realising her ass was next. She looked as the Slicer was lined up, and could feel the tips of the torture machine pricking the thin skin around her poohole.

“P-please y-you don’t h-have… to.” She stuttered.
Renya’s young butcher plunged the claw into her ass. There was a click and a whirr, and she felt like someone had shoved a red hot poker up her bumhole. The suction cup sealed tight to her pucker, then plucked her poo stained anus from her body.


“Aaaaauuuunnnghhrrrrgh!” The goth student gritted her teeth as she felt her wet innards unspool as they were expelled from between her legs. It felt like she’d just crapped out her guts. In a manner of speaking, she had.

She craned her head to look at her backside, and saw a thin line of slick pink stuff that should remain inside her, coiling into a clear plastic cylinder hanging above her ass. Renya realised that she could see her own asshole, leaking a little turd. She had a dumb thought cross her mind. This was actually the only time she’d ever seen her own anus, outside of looking in a mirror. How strange was that?

Hana cringed at the sound of Renya and Shannon. She didn’t want to look. She didn’t want to look…. SHE DIDN'T WANT TO LOOK.
The young Japanese University student cursed in her native tongue. “Watashi no kōmon o ubawanaide kudasai” she screeched in a tone that was just too high pitched for a lady of her age.

The female Dolcettburger didn’t seem to understand what she was saying, but it wasn’t hard for her to roughly guess… It was some variation of the same thing every meatgirl said when she saw the Sphincter Slicing Sucker at work.
“Oh honey, you weren’t going to be using it anymore anyway.” She said in a soothing voice that belied a casual cruelty that underlied it.

Hana winced as the blades sank into her dainty japanese crap excreter. She felt pain as the precision mechanical parts cooperated to extract a perfect meat cylinder out of her underside. She heard gross wet shlurping sounds as something long and thick bounced against her asscheeks on its way to the capture container.
“Eeeeeeeeeeeee!” she squealed as she wriggled on the spot. She peed herself until something inside of her broke and tore out the ragged hole where her anus used to be, and then even though she continued to squeeze her urethra, nothing would come out anymore. She was empty.

Renya gasped and wheezed on her stand. There was a horrible emptiness where her insides used to be. She couldn’t concentrate on anything other than her own personal plight. What was happening to her friends, Renya no longer had the capacity to care about.

The Dolcettburger girl dumped Renya onto a stainless steel table, and pushed her under a great metal container with a metal iris.


“Time to get you coated pig” Sapphie said as she opened the stainless strel vessel. Flour poured down and over Renya’s naked amputated meat. The meatgirl coughed as the fine powder aerosolised into a flour mist. She was white as a ghost below the neck. It got into all her wounds and stung her. She felt like she really needed to wash them out, or she’d get an infection… but she realised there’d be no time for that to happen anymore.

Already, the girl with the braces was dipping Renya around in a crumbed batter that she’d spread out on the table beside her. It stuck to the skin of her backside like a thin layer of crunchy peanut butter. The worker rolled Renya over and she felt the batter stick to her breasts, belly and pubic mound. She shivered in tiny fear induced spasms. She was afraid of the oil. However bad the pain she had felt till now, she knew that the oil would be worse.

Satisfied with Renya’s coating, The girl spiked a metal restraining tool to her back and bound her arms and legs with sharp hooks pressed through flesh and bone. She had to bend Renya’s legs back further than was possible to naturally go. Renya didn’t think they’d bend that far… she was right. There was a sickening crunch as both thighs were dislocated and the hooks driven in.

“There you go, all ready for your oil baths piggies!” said the girl as she finished her physical labour, and wiped her brow from under her peak cap.

Renya felt fear constrict her throat, making it hard to breathe. She was hyperventilating badly.. she didn’t want to die.