A quicky story done in a night, decided I wanted this cause of the whole Wendy craze so forced myself to write it out quickly less its never done :P.

Once again I manage to find a thing you won't find elsewhere, doom!

Chick breast nuggets.

Wendy brushed one of her red pigtails back absently with her gloved hand. The small tails were not really in the way, but it was just a force of habit as the hair ticker her neck, her other hand rested on the opening of the neckline of her white and blue striped dress with little white frills, fingers laying over the bare tops of her breasts. Her large e cups tits bulged out of the tight neckline, dotted by lots of little red freckles, the same for across her cute petite face, and really any part of her, frankly. She shifted a little nervously and more then a little from excitement as she waited for one of the more tech savvy coworkers to finish setting up the webcam. It was hooked up with a, quite honestly, a little crappy computer they had pulled out of the managers office and set up behind the counter of the fast food restaurant and it had taken some jury rigging The little webcam was attached to one of the little stand up plastic ad signs with a clip, the sign advertising their specials.

As the guy stepped back finally finished, she leaned forwards flashing the new Headbook's feeds viewers a smile. They had sent out a bunch of notifications to the subscribers to the stream a half hour ago as they setup for their new advertised special.

And that was her of course, the restaurants new product, fresh breast meat nuggets, right off one of their own employees. The franchise, thinking, with the new cannibalism craze, why not use the fresh breast meat attached to their few hundred thousand young female employees as both easily attainable, and even fresher then anything sent from a farm? Fresh was their selling point after all, never frozen, so on. Course the franchise wasn't going to force their employees to do anything of the sort, so it was up to a few busty volunteers here and there to help out with the special menu.

Volunteers like Wendy right now, as she looked down at the bulge of her freckled cleavage in the low cut white and blue stripped top, before with a little bit of a cutesy flourish, pulling down on the neck and reaching a hand in to flop her large breasts out into the open, to bounce and flop once or in the cold restaurant air.

The twin mounds jiggled, larger then her head, and torpedo shaped, as they were left to hang freely for a moment as she brushed her red pigtail back again with her hand as she looked over her bust one last time. She then hefted her large breasts up with her white gloves and let them slap down onto the cutting board with an unceremonious hefty whack that vibrated the counter and just reinforced their new role.

"Nothing' fresher then fresh perky breast meat right off the chick!" Said Wendy to the camera, as she started up her little "advertisement" smiling at the camera as the feed went fully live. A natural showboat for the company she knew how to put on a show, and her palm sized erected nipples bulging out showed just how much she was enjoying the tease she was putting on for the people seeing it Normally Headbook wouldn't allow nudity, topless, full frontal, or otherwise, but with the new laws in effect, special provisions were made to allow canni theme restaurants and producers to put up their ad ads and streams as long as the things shown were now "meat."

This change of status was something Wendy was *very* aware of as she gave her fat boobs a little slap on their tops, causing them to jiggle where they rested on the wooden cutting board, now in full view of hundreds if not thousands of viewers and even the open restaurant itself visible thru the open air kitchen. She could see a few people watching intently already, and she knew that with the video being archived, even more people were going to see her turn her breasts into the newest special item on the menu.

“And they don;t come fresher then these ... And now to get the special ingredient...." said Wendy, to no one in particular as she picked up the knife off the table next to the board, she was pretty sure the webcam goers could only see her breasts and her large smile, the top of her head probably cut off by how close the webcam was, and she wanted to make sure to put on a show. The knife was specially designed to make sure any cut it made would coagulate, using some new materials or tricks. She had no idea how it worked, other then it looked a bit different the edge dotted with a few darker spots, but all she knew was it meant so you could cut off a limb... or a couple of freckled and fatyt tits, without the girl bleeding out. As she brought the knife down and lightly dragged the top over the base of her left breast, teasing the viewers with its threat, she could feel her nipple harden at the thought that she wasn't just going to be lopping off her own breasts and cooking it, but be able to finish up her own shift selling it herself.

The idea itself made her nipple so hard it almost hurt as it bulged at the end of her slightly squished and torpedo shaped globe, in full view for the viewers as she began her sawing. She gasped and winced, as the knife cut into the base of her breast and the boob jiggled and smooshed as she started sawing away at the base, holding it down best she could with one hand, arm resting across her other breast. The red freckles wiggled back and forth on the mound as it went, the elastic and fatty nature of her boom just made it that much harder then normal to carve for something so big in comparison to most meats. She had to really work the knife, breathing hard as she sawed vigorously at the meat,, hearing and feeling her breast cut, slowly and almost bloodlessly separating from her chest, and extra burning feeling sting where it did her only hint of whatever the knife did extra.

Forcing thru it she winced, one eye clenching and her smile taking on a more teeth gritting bent as the blade sunk half way thru the base, nearly disappearing behind the mound for the camera, and then started getting faster and easier as the tit jiggled less and the amount of meat grew smaller before quickly the knife sawed back and forth one last time, popping thru, clacking as it hit into the cutting board.

"Hahhhh~" Wendy let out a pained gasp as she put the knife down, shaking her hand free of the strain that had built up as she tried to step back a little and look at what she had accomplished. To her amusement, and probably those of everyone viewing, the two breasts still laid almost perfectly side by side, one severed, one not, jiggling as she accidentally pulled at the board with the one breast still attached.

She flashed the camera a mischievous grin, and bent forwards, lifting herself up a little so the red circle of her now half debreasted chest could be seen on the camera, pulling up the still heavy, right torpedo shaped tit on her right side while the one on the board remained, before leaning back down and cupping and picking up both, side by side before letting the carved off one drop back to the cutting board and giving the camera a raised eyebrow and a “yup I did that” look. Grabbing her other tit with her two gloved hands, careful not to get any of the small amount of blood on her white gloves from the stump next to it, she stashed it back into the neck of her shirt with a little bit of effort, feeling her shirt sag a little on the right without the large breast to keep it up. The large areola of her nipple peeked out slightly from the sagging fabric.

"Alright, that's one for now," she emphasized, as she patted the tit on the cutting board making it jiggle some more, "and one for later." She patted the top of her freckled breast in her shirt, having to pull up on the shirt as the neckline drooped a bit exposing her nipple again in full. "With this much fresh breast meat, its gonna be awhile before we need its sister, so I'll just keep it nice and healthy on me till then." She smirked, shaking her chest back and forth a little enjoying the feel of just one large breast flopping back and forth as she held her shirt up to keep it from slipping again. She actually felt a little off balance now, with no surprise as it was pretty much about ten pounds of her own freckled meat on the cutting board now.

"And now we just have to drain this one a little..." said Wendy, taking another knife, a regular one this time and hefting the breast off screen. Those in the res truant still able to see, could see her bring the massive breast over to the sink and cut into the base where it had coagulated from the knife, bypassing the area, and let the blood in the breast drain out into the sink over the course of around a minute, squeezing it now and again and holding it up by a pinched nipple. The small girl winced a little when ever she accidentally aggravated the stump of what used to be the same breast she was holding in her hands and even had to keep adjusting her arm to hold up her shirt as her remaining breast threatened to pop out.

Once she was sure it had drained as much as was reasonably possible, having done it off camera to "keep the sexual nature" of the whole thing more appealing, she brought it back to the cutting board, making sure to flop it down so it slammed a little onto the wood, and bounced for show, nipple bobbing in front of the camera, now just a little paler. This put the breast now so it turned on its side towards her and the camera, instead of facing nipple on and made the next part easier.

"Now to make our special breast meat nuggets, first we need to actually make the nuggets, so this is kinda the fun part...." Said Wendy taking out a serrated knife and slapping her glove hand down onto the middle of the tit. She then started carving, the tit juddering under her administrations even as she held it down and it bulged around her palm. Cutting a 3rd into the mass of the tit from the “base”, she carved herself off a huge 5 inch thick slice like it was a hunk of ham, that slowly peeled off and then flopped onto the board from the "base,” using the nipple itself even in the end to hold the main mass still as she finished it off and then started in on the slice.

"We just need to part the breast meat into nugget like bits like this..." she said carving it into little cubish rectangular shapes, and pushing them to the side with the knife till she had a large pile to the side, "and then we roll it in our special spiced breading.." She grinned, and taking a bag from under the counter, first showing it in front of the camera for show, poured the contents of the special restaurant variant breading for the nuggets onto the pile. Rubbing and rolling the breast chunks thru it till they were thoroughly coated, she pushed the pile of now breaded breast bits back into a pile "and now all we just need is to deep fry the whole batch to get our finished special!"

She reached over, pulling the webcam off its clip and let the lens look over the mound of breaded tit meat she had made before going over the remnant of the tit itself next to it, nipple still protruding out even without its owner, before holding the camera over herself and pointing at it with a grin She knew her breast was exposing itself again, the nipple just peeking out over the edge of the neck hole as she looked up and gestured for the camera, giving it a straight shot down the neck of her shirt,

"So if your in the area, come on down and get your self some fresh breast meat nuggets straight from your friendly neighbor hood Wendy here" She grinned wider, hefting her remaining tit and bouncing and squeezing it for the camera, the nipple bulging clearly out of the dress as she held it up, freckles on display over the tops of the mound. "These are a special event menu item, so supplies ARE limited, even with breasts like mine!”

“Once this first one sells out, ol' righty will follow, and when that's gone, their gone, so better get down here fast!" She gave the camera her sweetest "evil knowing grin" before setting it down back on its clip, and turning the camera off putting the feed on standby.

Breathing in, still feeling the adrenaline rush of being naked on camera and cutting off one of her own tits, she got one of the deep frier baskets from the frier, winking at one of her fellow employees as she readjusted her top to cover her nipple again (it wasn't meat yet!) and then began scooping a bunch of the breaded meat into the metal basket.

She whistled a little, as she lowered the basket into the frying oil, the strange sensation of knowing that she was frying up her own breast meat now, smelling the enticing odor, even as she idly squeezed her other breast absently, made the whole thing somewhat unreal, and even more exciting. Not only was she cooking her own breasts, she thought, but as she pulled the basket out of the frier, and started sliding 5 nuggets of the meat into the little chicken nugget holders that had been re purposed just for her own meat, she could already hear the first of the customers on the drive thru radio ordering up a pack of her nuggets.

"Here you are sir!" Said Wendy grinning as she dropped the first pack into a bag with the rest of his order off the rack . Making sure to bend forwards next to the drive thru attendant so that her remaining large tit dangled freely, she handed off the bag as the loose fabric drooped far, far, below what was anything decent. Completely visible, her hard erect nipple, stone hard from all that was happening to her, dangled in full sight of the driver and her coworker, the freckled mound swaying in the cold breeze of the outdoors. "I hope you watched the stream and enjoyed the show!" She grinned even harder as she waved and saw the guys eyes not even meeting her own at first, instead staring straight down her shirt at her breast. Technically she wasn't supposed to be flashing anyone cept on the stream, but its not like she could "do anything" about it with her shirt so loose.... could she. She giggled at how "evil" she was being. Anything for the customer right?

Looking out the window as the driver drove off, she saw the dinner rush, a little more crowded then normal lining out around the building, and realized she had more then a few more orders to quickly fill. Though quite obviously not all of them had known what was on the menu! Patting her somewhat shocked coworker on the shoulder as she quickly filled a couple more breast meat nugget packs for the rack and went back to butchering her large breast.

Chopping the pale freckled meat into cubes, and throwing more of it into the fried, she smiled as she watched pack after pack of the fatty tit meat, breaded and deep fried go out with the customer in little boxes and bags. Apparently it was a hit, the regular chicken nuggets on the rack barely moving, while even as she finally got down the the last bit of her hefty tit, the nipple and a small hunk of pale tit flesh all that was left behind, she could still barely fill the orders till they eventually had to have a few people wait a little further up as the tit meat fried up in the fryer.

Carving off a little more meat into a nugget as she used the nipple itself as a brace, she twisted the small nub one last time, playing and pulling on the nipple and stretching it as she mused how just a bit ago the meat had been a part of her. Almost reluctantly she brought the knife up to cut the much too large palm sized aerole in half for the breading, but then stopped. She thought for a moment, and then just took the nipple whole, rolling it in the breading and then threw it in the basket with the rest, frying it up, barely able to see the nub sticking out of the top of the pile under the bubbling oil, until the whole batch was crispy. With a little wiggle of her hips at the thought of it, she slapped the whole nipple into an now overstuffed box of breast nuggets, the nub now barely visible with the breading, ontop of the very recognizable mound of the aerole, a little bit of slightly burnt and darkened pink skin visible from a crack in the breading. Someone was going to be happy, she thought, smiling, as she closed it, dropping it into the bag and handing it off to the window attendant, watching as her nipple was handed off and then driven off to be eaten by some random stranger.

Still there were even more hungry customers on the way, and she had one more supply of breast meat to go to fill the order... and with a little shiver of anticipation she pulled her remaining tit out of the neckline of her shirt, looking around the restaurant as eye raised to look, and slaped it down again, now bereft of its sister, onto the cutting board as she turned on the webcam. The feed that was connected to it rebooted up with a little bit of a delay for a possibly still waiting audience as she brought the blade down again at the base of her breast.

Gasping, she quickly made quick work of the breast, sawing thru the base till the knife clicked again against the wood, the breast with little flecks of breading from where she had rolled the others pieces thru the mix, and with a quick trip to the sink bled that one out as well, squeezing the large mound in her hands. Chopping it into pieces when she brought it back, she breaded this one as well watching the tit sizzle and fry in the oil and be given out in little boxes and bags, all the while making sure to flash the stumps of where those massive mounds used to be, a freckled chest visible with nothing holding the slack of a dress meant for very large endowments.

As the final bit of tit meat for sale went out the window, Wendy flashing a cutesy salute as she bent forwards so that it was VERY obvious where the meat the man had just bought had come from, she finally let herself relax. It was now finally time to take her break, not that time hadn't flown. She was sweating from the heat, and the excretion of having cut off her own breasts, and chopped them into pieces, and into a boiling pot of oil, and a whole mess of things, but she was happy to have done it. The idea of all that tit meat being eaten in at least 40 something cars and houses, as they had managed to get roughly 46 cases out of what had once been her massive tits, made her flush in a way that had nothing to with heat, and even if she didn't have them anymore, the idea of what she had done for the customer today was definitely going to make it worth it when she thought back again.

She rubbed the area above her stumps, as she slumped down into a seat in the backroom, and let out and exhausted breath. A 15 minute break, and then shed hop a cab to the doctors for a little after the fact top off and bandage, and then she'd back at work tomorrow, probably to a bunch of staring customers at her new petite body. She wondered if any of the other girls would sign up now for the special...