Saphie snapped the metal restraint cylinder onto a set of rail mounted clasps, and the entire assembly sprung up, lifting the three emptied out meatgirls into the air. The Dolcettburger girl pushed them over the preheated deep fryers. Oily steam wafted up from the boiling yellow liquid. Renya could feel the blistering heat below her exposed, shaved crotch.

She moaned wordlessly, unable to conjugate proper human words through her haze of pain. Shannon gibbered nonsensically on one side, and Hana cried her heart out on the other.

“Time to fry, sows.” Sapphie said, taking far too much pleasure in her work for Renya’s approval. She clicked a setting on the fryers, and the bubbling increased, and the restraints lowered their torsos slowly into the boiling oil baths.

Renya’s delicate cunt lips touched the surface first. White light blinded her. It was like being hit in the head with a baseball bat. At first she felt nothing, then numb tingling, then every nerve ending in her vagina was on fire, then burned horribly, leaving Renya the full unvarnished experience of having her pussy dipped in boiling oil. She wanted to throw up, but she no longer had a stomach.

The three meatgirls screamed incessantly, as the yellow fluid crept up their hips, covered their shrivelled, hollow bellies, and splashed over their chests, burning their fair breasts.

Renya's skin reddened angrily, and her breaded coating crisped up. Her tongue flopped loosly from her mouth, and she went crosseyed as she was overwhelmed by the unstoppable pain of being deep fried alive. Her heart jackhammered in her chest, till the oil that had risen up through her torn out anal cavity bathed it. Her heart cooked near instantly and ceased beating. Its last pumps pushed boiling blood up into her brain where it fried her grey matter inside her skull until she was a braindead vegetable.

Renya’s living corpse convulsed in the oil, her higher brain functions having ceased. She’d gone insane from internal brain scarring. Gone was the bright young scholarship student. It took a few more minutes for her to cease any further movement. Her body crisped and turned golden brown under a shell of crispy batter. Renya’s besties were right there beside her, sharing in her hellish fate. They spasmed gently as they all slowly died from their severe oil burns, then they were still forever.

Sapphie removed their meat one by one from the deep fryers when their timers went off. Hana with her smaller frame was the first to finish. The Dolcettburger girl lifted her onto the prep table, lightly salted and seasoned her with the secret herb mix, then set about chopping her into servings with a meat cleaver.

When she was done with Hana’s deep fried corpse, Renya’s alarm went off, Sapphie immediately lifted her golden brown, crumbed body from the bubbling vat and let the excess oil drip back in. Sapphie admired the former smart girl’s pretty face, locked in a tortured dumb expression of fear. She loved that look, getting to see that every day was the reason she hadn’t quit her low paying job yet.

The Dolcettburger girl sliced through Renya’s thighs at the join to her hips, separating the meat’s thigh steaks from her hip portion. Chop, off went Renya’s uncrumbed, redfaced head, stacked neatly next to Hana’s’ ready for disposal in the incinerator.

“Next order’s up… Sapphie, can you take the register?” Called one of her coworkers urgently. She obliged, taking the front desk.

“Hello, welcome to Dolcettburger, how may I take your order sir?” She said politely in a practiced neutral tone to a handsome young man.

“Can I get a quarter fried meatgirl meal please? original recipe?" He said.

“Sure thing sir”, she said cutely, “would you prefer breastmeat, hips or thighs?”

“Oh, definitely a breast… What can I say, I’m a breast guy.” He said, trialing out that tired old dad joke that every middle aged customer had tried on her at least once. But he was cute, and young, and for some reason it made her genuinely laugh.

“Right away sir” she said, returning to Renya’s torso on the table, and thwacked away at her ribcage till she’d cracked it into two pieces, down the middle. Sapphie lined the tray with the personalised biographic story for Renya, and heaped the quarter fried girlmeat ribs and breast onto it. Then she prepared some fresh girlfat fries, and poured a cola from the premix machine.

She brought over the meal for the customer, and presented it to him, but for some reason, she wanted to talk to him for a bit longer.
“It’s a big meal for so early in the morning, you need energy for a big day?” She asked curiously.

“Nah, actually I haven’t been to sleep yet. I was at the Death Abyss concert last night, and the afterparty I went to raged until daybreak.” he sheepishly admitted.

“Aw wow, I wish I could have gone to one of the performances, but the tickets sold out so fast.” She gushed. Sapphie didn’t know why she was telling him that.

“You know, I’m going again, I got a couple of tickets to tonight's show as well. My brother was supposed to go with me, but he had an emergency at work…. Maybe you’d like to go with me?” He enquired, testing the waters.

“Are you asking me out on a date?” She blurted out, unable, or unwilling to hide the grin on her face.

“Yes, I’m asking you out on a date. Will you go out with me to see Death Abyss rock Dolcett County tonight Sapphie?”

“Oh, yes please.” She agreed, giddy with excitement.

“I’ll pick you up at 8:00pm, that’s when you get off your shift right?” he offered.

“Meet you in the parking lot… Oooh, this is gonna be soo fun.” She giggled euphorically.

He took his meal of deep fried Renya back to his table to chow down on as he read the meal information provided with it.

Sapphie went back to cutting out Renya’s pussy fillet, humming a happy tune as she worked. She had a date with a cute boy at a metal concert, and if she played her cards right, she’d be getting laid tonight. She could already hear the wedding bells in her head. Wait, that was Shannon’s cooking timer going off. Sapphie rushed to get the meatgirl out of the deep fryer before she overcooked and got tough.

Her date chewed on one of Renya’s rib bones as he read the part about her history major. He couldn’t believe he had finally asked out the cute Dolcettburger girl and she’d actually said ‘yes’. He was so nervous he couldn’t believe it.