AUTHOR’S NOTE

This story was written for the very talented 3DG artist Onix whose work many of you will no doubt be familiar with as a prize for winning my fan-art contest to celebrate the day when, in the alternate timeline of my stories, Sidney Roebuck finally got her wish and was slaughtered for her meat! Since the promised prize story was to be personalised, Onix requested a story about a shy boy who is teased by the meat-girls before picking one for dinner! The story you are about to read grew from that prompt and also attempts to incorporate certain tropes from Onix’s own picture stories. The character of Becky is inspired by a recurring character from his stories who some of you may recognise! I had a lot of fun writing this one and it certainly turned out longer than I had intended! It also involved a couple of fun new characters who will be appearing in their own sequels in due course!


THE PRIZE
By
EDWARD HYDE


CHAPTER ONE

“Hello and welcome to Sidney’s!” the tall lady in the smart suit beamed as Ollie and his family entered the lobby. “I’m Madeline, the manager of this branch, and this is out very own Sidney!”

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CHAPTER FOUR

With the performance of Melony’s butchering over and a little time left to explore before the manager came to collect them, the quartet of youngsters began to look around the rest of the kitchen. Tiffany had been given a basic tour earlier in the day, before opening, so that she would know her way around and be able to answer basic questions about the equipment and procedures, she had not really comprehended just how many girls there would be in various stages of preparation on what was after all a relatively quiet early evening.

When she had been shown around, the only meat had been butchered cuts in the refrigerators and walk-in freezer, with the possible exception of the breasts, pretty much impossible to tell apart from any other kind of butchered meat. But now the kitchen was bustling with the white-uniformed chefs and cooks, the kitchen assistants in their black polo shirts and dozens upon dozens of naked little and teen girls being led around or penned in waiting areas.

Although she had memorised a lot of the information and was ready to make a valiant effort at answering any questions that may arise, Tiffany found, as she had expected, that Ollie and his sister were pretty happy just to wander around and look at what was going on – now that the kitchen was up and running, there was really very little that was not self-explanatory. Although enjoying watching the younger children, it was Becky that she was most interested to keep sneaking glances at, wondering if the meat-girl would be getting off seeing other girls prepped and cooked or whether she’d be too distracted by the thought of her own imminent date with the wok to pay much attention. It seemed, however, that the attractive brunette was every bit as fascinated by the goings on in the busy Sidney’s kitchen as the sweet brother and sister who were on the official tour.

The ovens, set a little way up the wall rather than on the floor, seemed especially fascinating to Lucy. She peered in at the roasting girls inside, some of whom were tied on their backs like huge turkeys, others sort of crouched with their chins on folded arms and meaty rumps sticking up while others seemed to have their backs arched backwards with their legs folded beneath them and their arms fixed behind their backs.

“What’s going on with her?” she asked, pointing to an oven in which a girl of about eight, slim and athletic with a completely flat-chest apart from her perky pink nipples, had apparently just been put in to roast. Her buttered skin was barely pink, compared to the golden brown of the girls who were closer to being ready to serve, and her brow beaded with sweat while she breathed heavily, her lungs struggling to find enough oxygen in the hot air of the glowing oven.

“Ah!” grinned Tiffany, happy to be able to share a little of her knowledge, “That’s a roasting frame! It’s good for helping girls to cook evenly, but you have to be pretty flexible!” she added with a giggle. “It’s often used for younger and smaller girls.”

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CHAPTER SIX

The room where the staff had their lockers and got changed before and after their shifts if they needed to was actually the same one Tiffany had taken Ollie and Lucy to one their tour where they had met the dance troupe and learned the secrets of the mermaids. Since there was so much nudity to be seen on a daily basis at Sidney’s, the staff tended to become a little desensitised to seeing each other in their underwear and if one of them decided to take a shower and a co-worker should walk in, well that was just part of life in the girl-meat restaurant. It had been decided very early on in the planning process that there was no need for single-sex locker rooms and indeed most employees of either sex showed up ready to work and left in their uniforms, only really using the lockers to stash their coats, phones and other personal belongings.

When Tiffany arrived there, it was empty. The mermaids were already taken to their tank and Maria and her friends were likely back stage in their rehearsal room waiting to go out in front of the diners and give their performance. In Maria’s case it would be, of course, be her last. She gasped when she saw the clothes that had been left for her. It was a very elegant red dress with a pair of thin black tights and shiny black shoes with a two-inch heel! She couldn’t help but wonder about the meat-girl who had arrived such fancy clothes! Perhaps it was her birthday or something? Or the meal was a surprise for her partner as part of a date? Either way, it was clear that the owner of these clothes had no use for them any more and that was good news for Tiffany.

The large, sturdy cardboard box that the hat and boots had been in was still on top of the lockers where she had left it so she took it down and set it on a bench then sat down beside it and pulled off the boots which were a fairly good fit but still pinched. Under these she was wearing white sports socks which felt a great relief to take off. Sighing with contentment, she stretched out her legs and wiggled her toes, wondering for a second if she could get away with wearing her comfy sneakers instead of the dress shoes but deciding quickly that making a good impression and looking her best was worth a couple more hours of not so comfortable feet. After all, she reasoned, she could always kick them off under the table during the meal if she needed to.

Part of her Sidney costume had been an all-over coating of baby oil to give her skin a bit of a shimmer but it did feel a little sticky still, stopping her from feeling entirely comfortable. Plus the dress she had been loaned was so lovely and expensive-looking that she didn’t want to risk ruining it with the oily residue on her skin. After all, it was basically lost property now and the rightful owner was in no position to claim it back so there was a fair chance, she hoped, that she would be allowed to keep it! There was also the question of her hair that had been professionally styled into curls like Sidney’s but this required a lot of hairspray making it feel stiff and unnatural, not to mention how itchy it was starting to make her scalp. All things considered, she decided that a quick shower before getting dressed would be a very good idea!

Like the rest of the changing room, the shower was unisex and communal. Shampoo and shower gel dispensers around the walls made taking in your own bottles unnecessary and some employees liked to take advantage of this perk available to them to save on bills at home, especially the younger waiters, waitresses and kitchen assistants. First of all, Tiffany focussed on washing the mousse and spray out of her hair, feeling it return to its natural fairly straight condition.

It was something of an open secret that Sidney’s famous look had been just as fake on her as it was on Tiffany. In the decades following her death, various personal photographs and video clips had been released through official marketing channels, not to mention leaked by other sources, showing Sidney Roebuck in her every-day life looking almost unrecognisable as the famous mascot that most people thought of when they heard the name. In fact, it seemed she had been quite the tom-boy and was far more at home in blue jeans and hockey jerseys than anything remotely “girly”. This had meant that, despite become arguably the most famous girl in the world, at least for the last eighteen months or so of her life, she had been able to continue enjoying trips to the cinema, mall or theme parks unrecognised.

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Suddenly, Maria felt a pop inside her, the feeling of something breaking like an elastic band stretched too far and time resumed its normal progression as the spit suddenly shot forward! It was deep inside her now, making its way through her abdominal cavity and approaching her chest. There could be no turning back now, although she had not entertained the thought of doing so for even a second. She was torn open inside, haemorrhaging internally, the spit doing more and more damage to her insides with every inch that it progressed. Even if they pulled the spit out of her, she was already a dead girl, it was only a matter of time.

The spit was passing her heart and lungs now. This, Maria knew, was the most dangerous part of the process and she was grateful for her strong friends holding her firmly in place, preventing her body’s hard-wired urge to fight for her survival. The spit must pass behind her organs for the live spitting to be successful. If it pierced her heart she would be dead in seconds, and puncturing her lung would cause a slightly slower but far more miserable death and she would not survive long enough to be put over the artificial coals, coughing up blood around her spit the whole time. Closing her eyes to help focus, Maria did her best to regulate her breathing, trying to keep her breaths shallow and even as she felt her heart pounding rapidly against the padded bench.

The spit continued to move up inside her, deeper and deeper, until Maria felt the tip scratching her throat from the inside. She coughed involuntarily, expecting the assistants to keep pushing it all the way out of her mouth, but instead they stopped and began once more, very slowly and carefully with the uneven weight of the spit well supported, to turn her. The four girls holding her down moved with her, not for a moment taking off their hands or reducing the pressure, and she wondered if they were going to turn her all the way around once more so that she would be facing the audience when the spit erupted but instead they stopped when she was turned half way, face towards the cooking area and the empty roasting pit that was waiting for her, and she realised it was so that they could see both ends at once and enjoy the spectacle as a spit pushed from one end emerged from the other. It was almost like an old-fashioned conjuring trick, although there was no illusion involved!

With the spitting bench turned so that the audience could see the full length of her body and the spit on which it was impaled, Maria felt the pressure behind her throat begin to build as the assistants resumed their pushing. She coughed once more and the girls holding down her shoulders applied a little more pressure. The wall of her throat was nowhere near as stretchy as her uterus but thicker and from her pussy, all the way up through her toned young body, she could feel the spit rotated as it was pushed to ease its passage. This made the sensation of feeling it inside her even more intense and she shuddered on orgasm and, as she gave one more powerful cough, the spit successfully bored its way through the back of her throat and out through her mouth, forcing her jaw open wide and scraping against her teeth as it emerged to that rapturous applause of the audience. The whole ordeal had lasted little more than twenty seconds which, to Maria, held felt like an eternity but now it was done. She was not a dancer any more, not a young girl with hopes, dreams, friends and hobbies, she was meat. Skewered on a spit and ready to cook! Now that the spitting was complete, the four girls who had held her down let go and quickly set to work removing the remaining parts of her costume – the visor, boots and socks. Maria cooperated as best she could although every attempt at movement sent another shudder of overwhelming sensation, greater and more intense than either pleasure or pain, through her body around the spit.

Once the meat-girl was entirely stripped, one of the assistants slid the anal stabiliser, mounted on its lockable ring, onto the end of the pole and slid it up towards Maria’s round and meaty rump. Obligingly, two of the girls pulled her cheeks apart, exposing and slightly opening her perfectly clean little ass hole which was even tighter than her pre-teen cunt and he pushed the eight inch rod inside, causing Maria to shudder even more violently and moan around the spit. Then, to the obvious delight of the audience, the entire dance group joined in coating Maria in soft butter from face to toe, swarming around her and treating the audience to a great show of cute, wiggling backsides as they did so. Finally, when she was fully buttered in all but the places rendered inaccessible by the bench, the cuffs were slid on to secure her wrists and ankles then the assistants turned the bench in a full circle, showing her off from every angle, then hoisted the spit up onto their shoulders, allowing some of the dancers to scamper under their impaled friend and finish the job. Her prep finally complete, Maria was carried slowly and carefully down the steps at the side of the stage, into the cooking area and locked into the mounts over the roasting pit where she started to slowly turn.
CHAPTER NINE

“She looks so pretty, doesn’t she?” Lucy sighed wistfully watching Maria on her spit while, following their tradition, the rest of the dancers waved and blew kisses towards their roasting friend before turning to the audience and giving another bow before filing off the stage, leaving the diners to resume their meals and the normal operation of the restaurant to continue.


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Wow that was a feast in every sense! So glad the rest of us got to share Onix's reward :D

perhaps novel ai can do that but haven't tested it yet

Bump.

Can anyone please provide AI art generating tools because I'm really interested in it.
Craiyon sucks for making art despite making pretty haunting stuff.
Not sure how to set up NovelAI leaked model...

if you want to play with stable diffusion try this
https://nmkd.itch.io/t2i-gui
just download and run

for the hentai guro images you probably will need to download specific image training data but i don't see any guro models around.

I did not tried "gorifying" things but it has inpainting function where you mask part of picture and tell it what to draw in that area.

Anyway, things work pretty badly and we need to wait for someone to make better GUI than that

https://web.archive.org/web/20221007170158/https://rentry.org/sdmodels
Stable diffusion model archive.
Also i do think i've seen guro model somewhere. I know that some artist are already using it

Ends up with RAR anyway https://anonymfile.com/EjR6K/download.rar

>>31396 updated version i guess https://anonymfile.com/VpkQx/.rar

wanted to sort it into a singlr jpg but it end up to hundred MBs file somehow
lol

>>31425 ... links broken
new:
https://anonymfile.com/VpkQx/newww.rar

Not so good results but ok

Ai is bad so posting whatevrr i addedbas refs and move on to drawing

also make sure that some of the girl heads can be any famous porn star or OF model.

bump

fuck that formatted badly, I apologize. This site is no Microsoft word. :P I'll keep it in mind next time

>>15400
Oh I see it now, makes sense. I assumed that this femboy is exactly just a description like "some abandoned boy who just looks cute feminine" not a specific class of people like slaves.

Although considering word use it is still not good to repeat same world too many times if some synonym can be used. But looks like because of the lack of more detailed character description it can't be done much better so it is fine.

Excited for more, I’ve had a setting kinda like this stuck in my head forever. Curious where you’ll go with the story and setting from here, I can’t help getting stuck on background details in my own fantasies and ended up fleshing out a whole bunch of tech and infrastructure for mass producing cheap and disposable clone-replicant-synth-whatever fuckdolls, and then came up with different brands and product lines. Really got into the contrasts between super high-end designer boitoys custom tailored to owners’ desires vs pieces of cheap generic fuckmeat grafted together from vat grown parts, and how despite all the differences they’d end up in the same dumpster after being ruined on a whim and disposed of.

This is soooo adorable!! Plus it's not often I see gay stuff on GC.

>>16529
Yea, this one in particular got me going enough that if the author doesn’t continue it I may try doing something with this concept

>>61503
Sorry if it doesn't.

>>61504
I didn't know where else to put them.

>>61472
I might have a bone to pick with you.

>>61274
Eugenia, is that you?

Good to see it again.

>>16507
Oh yeah I remember this one from back in the day.

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Original
https://www.amazon.co.jp/ebook/dp/B00LA0PNQK

>>62341
Thanks! I've been looking for this one for quite a while

But, even if she could, she doesn't try to break the current. She'd die anyway, but she'll take the pain so her friends don't have to...
A very noble death!

it came in ind that to prevent them all from disconnecting at the same time they could be sitting on the bridge held by electromagnet and if it loses current entirely they fall into pit with something lethal :)

but yeah that's unnecessary complexity if you have a nobble girl willing to die for sake of her friends who just abandoned her LOL
that scene you describe here would look pretty cool.
I hope this would not even be that hard to draw as each picture needs just very small changes

Considering overall rules of this game the goal is to endure electric shock for as long as you can as each second brings you some cash but current is increasing slowly over time(and lamp start for glow brighter). Anyone can join (and this will make it easier to everyone) or leave. And at first it would not be any problem to disconnect yourself as current is low even for single person but if more girls get connected and then they start leaving it gets pretty deadly. yeah looks pretty reasonable game and lots of fun(for spectators :) maybe I should patent it LOL

Maybe that girl you mention see these girls suffering and rushes to help them :)
And you know, actually it is even possible to arrange electrodes in a way where disconnecting them turns out very lethal if disconnected even for a single person like if you put 2 electrodes on each breast (4 in total per person ) as long as they are all connected, current will fry breasts turning them into charcoal but overall you will not die.
but if you disconnect just one wire current will flow through entire body and heart and even something what was relatively small will become deadly. But that's another topic

A pit with something lethal... Hmm, maybe some kind of slow acid. Let them all hug one last time as their skin violently itches, then burns, then melts until their shaking legs give way and they drown, lungs destroyed from the inside...

But yeah, I think it's best that they have an insentive to not all disconnect, but have it inevitable rigged to come down to one person conducting the current.
You hope what would not be hard to draw? The roller-coaster thing?? I hadn't even considered it but I really want to now~
You're right it wouldn't take much change.

This electrocution sequence is going to take a while though, I think, unless I find a smart way to do it.

And their incentive is not cash - it's whether they get to heaven or go to hell. See, this carnival I'm talking about is the Dark Carnival from Homestuck and the character I'm talking about is Kanaya Maryam (here's a pic if you're not familiar:https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/vsbattles/images/e/ef/Kanaya_maryam_pesterquest.png/revision/latest?cb=20191020183242)
So there's that :)

She has a girlfriend called Rose, who could be an onlooker... Or even the last person to regretfully betray her, having been pushed to her absolute limit of agony.


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>>2775
>You hope what would not be hard to draw?
Oh, what i meant to draw series instead of single picture. since everyone more or less stay static over different pictures with just small changes.
But of course that picture itself with so much complexity will not be easy :) unless maybe you do it in pretty cartoonish simplified way.

>Dark Carnival from Homestuck
Oh that's something different than I expected :) I see why they have such attractions now.

It all turned into decent story already I hope to see it someday.

Oh homestuck, Nice! And Kanaya's my favourite!

What about one of those "high striker"/"strength test" games, where Kanaya's tied up with everything on display and hooked up to the game, and people can play it and each time someone plays, she's given a shock. The higher someone makes the light go (the harder they're able to hit) the higher the shock. And if they manage to get the light all the way up the tower, she's given a shock that's guaranteed to be fatal!

You know what games Ivm talking about, right? The ones where you hit the barrel with the mallet?

nice story, please continue!!

One week later...

Lauras heart skipped a beat as she swerved to avoid hitting a pedestrian, causing her to drop her phone into the floorboard of her car and nearly crash into the median.

Laura cursed at herself silently and fumbled around for her phone in the floorboard, before she felt it brush against the tips of her fingers, after pulling off of the side of the road, Laura managed to grab ahold of it, only for her to sigh with disdain as she noticed her Iphones now cracked screen.

"Fucking idiot* she cursed at herself as she resumed browsing the strapon collection on adamandlilith.com She had been beyond horny for most of the day and couldn't keep from feeling an almost child like joy in what she had planned for this evening. It had been a week since she had started using her new sextoy and the groceries in the house set aside for tina were nearly gone. Tina hadn't eaten in two days escept for corn and beans for lunch. Today her food was going to run out.

The security locks that Laura had placed on the food pantries at home for herself were nigh unbreakable, though it was unlikely that tina would leave the bedroom where she was confined due to the shock collar, there were always possibilities.

Laura had decided that tonight was going to be a trial run for if Tina was hungry enough to accept the generosity that Lauras ass wanted to provide to the living toilet. Laura had ordered supplements off of the internet that would negate the need for Tina to digest any other source of nutrition aside from the shit exiting her mothers ass.

Laura could see it now. Laura closed her eyes whenmall shudder vibrated through her body as the image of her slowly lowering her ass onto Tinas face sent her sex drive into overdrive. "Eat my fucking shit little bitch..." Laura moaned before opening her eyes and seeing a rather bewildered glance from the car to her left by an older woman. Laura blushed in embarrassment and pulled further off of the road when she realized that she was still partially in the lane. "Get your shit together Laura" she chided herself.

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The large wooden door creaked open as Laura struggled to keep from dropping her bags as she entered the house, quickly running the groceries to the kitchen;

It took about fifteen minutes for her to arrange everything in the kitchen before she was able to lock the pantry doors and return to the Jeep in order to fetch the items that she had purchased from the Adult Store. It was a breezy sunny afternoon and the smell of the lilacs that decorated her front porch greeted her warmly as she hummed to herself while bringing in everything that she'd need for the evenings fun.

Laura emptied all of the contents in the bags onto the kitchen counter, where she sorted through what she wanted to use first. After picking out the perfect selection Laura stripped off all of her clothing and threw them into the laundry bin before she felt her bladder complain. Laura initial impulse was to make a beeline for the bathroom, but she stopped herself before she had taken two steps and pivoted to her bedroom. Old habits truely do die hard.

<Allegro, Battlestar Galactica Soundtrack>

Laura then took a keycard out of her pocket and slid it against the entry lock that she had installed the other day, and then entered the room where she was greeted by the musical sounds of sobbing as she saw the nude form of tina curled up in a fetal position in the corner of the room, securely fastened to the wall by a large thick metal chain that was connected to the shock collar around her neck.

Laura promptly strode over towards her toilet and grabbed it by the hair on the top of its head, lifting it up into the air, causing it to yell out in pain. "AAAGGGHHH MOMMY LET ME GO!!" Screamed Tina as Laura licked her lips at the erotic sight of tinas tear streaked face. Laura didn't say a word, but leaned in and licked Tinas forehead, before running her tongue all over Tinas face, savoring the delicious taste of Tinas tears. Laura moaned softly as she savored both the taste and smell of her terrified property.

Laura then lowered Tina back towards the ground before snapping her fingers and yelling, "Drink, and grab my ass as you do so!"

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i adore this story, can't wait for the next part, please keep writing!

These are amazing! I have Captain Hardcore but I have no idea how to import these custom textures. Can you point to somewhere we can learn more about them?

>>5579
you add textures in FluidGame/TextureImport then you can add them to characters in game, open up the editor for the character you should be able to find a section for importing textures, you can do decals, or full body textures including bump maps, spec maps, etc.

they also have a discord I think, maybe could try there for better answer

>>5561
here: https://anonfiles.com/t7q0n6I3y5/CaptainHardcore_7z
some of the textures, have fun

also included the base "Alissa" texture pack I use to make textures from

>>5535
to make it look bloody like this, have a model above pissing and change the piss to red color. :)

>>5581
Thank you! It seems like a steep learning curve, but I'll play around with it.

>>16516
If the device is a cylinder pressed against her forehead, that sounds like a bolt gun. Pull the trigger, the compressor fires the cylinder into the head, and the animal dies quickly and painlessly.

that should be more like a tube than cylinder then :)
Yes, your version is possible :) just that she will really not even notice how she is dead LOL

>>16521
No, she won't notice, that's true. However, these things being used aren't meant for people, they're meant for animals. And an animal wouldn't really care that it didn't notice.

>>16520

You guessed it! I planned on after she was bolted to get strung up by the cross-bar and have her throat slit.

My plan was to have the bolt-gun device to be strapped to her head and be activated by remote. So Johnny could be fucking her from behind while he pushed the button.

What manga is this?
Could you please share the raw file?
Thank you.

>>61969
It's from Black Joke. You can find a link to some of the latest chapters in the manga thread of /g section of this site.

There isn't much there though. However, if you look up the manga itself, it has some decent guro content with beautifly drawn art.

>>61897
Gave it a shot. Hope its to your liking

>>61898
You glorious bastard. That's fantastic! I actually started trying to learn using GIMP and all that to try and do it myself, but damn, I just did not have time to learn and do it right. This'll do. You even made her limbs come off. Thank you very much!

>>62350 Thank you! I'm so glad you like how it turned out :D

Cute style, post more if you draw