Well, a couple of weeks ago I was contacted by mail, asking if I would do a commission. I don't, but the idea he proposed intrigued me and I couldn't resist giving it a try. It helped that I managed to blend ideas from a few abandoned projects into this one, and I was in the mood for a consensual "dolcett style" story.

I don't know if this is what he had in mind, but I like how it turned out, and I thought I might post it here. Here is the first 1/3 of the story. If enough people like it I will post the rest next week, so let me know if you like it.

M/f, cons, sex, anal, incest, throating, snuff, beheading, impalement, noose, stabbing, meat girl


disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional, along with all characters and events described in it. Any resemblance with real life is just a coincidence. Harming another human being is wrong and in no way I am trying to convey the opposite. Please, don't do anything like this!

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“I don’t wanna go, mom… please…” Valerie pleaded to her mom, for the fourth time in the last hour.

Truth be told, she didn't expect her to change her mind. They had argued about it for days and now that she was just a few miles away from the farm, it was too late and she knew it.

“We talked about this, honey. Your father and I need some time alone, and visiting your uncle for a while will do you good!” her mother answered a moment later, sounding both annoyed and tired.

The girl huffed again, and after looking out her widow she started fuming quietly.

“Why can't I go on the cruise with you and dad?” she pleaded once more. “Please…”

“Valerie. Look, we talked about this. It's not as if we never take you anywhere. We were in Disney two months ago… Please, you have to understand that sometimes, your father and I, need some time alone to ourselves…” her mother said, trying to reason with her.

A moment later the girl looked at her with open disgust.

“Please, mom… I don't want to know, okay?” she said as she shuddered at the mental image of her parents having sex.

“Ohhh, please… don't act like that honey. I thought that you would understand now that you have a boyfriend…” her mother countered a second later, smiling wickedly.

Gasping in shock, the girl looked out the window once more as she blushed madly.

“Mom!” the girl managed to say a moment later.

After that they both remained quiet as the car rumbled along the road. From time to time, Valerie saw a few farms along the way, but nothing otherwise it was just field and fields of crops. Then her mother slowed down and a moment later she turned into a narrow dirt road lined with trees.

“I have a lot of fond memories of the farm, Valerie. It's been in the family for ages now. I am sure if you give it a chance you will like it…” her mother said as she watched her daughter check her phone.

But Valerie's heart was broken and she wasn't listening to her mom. As she watched, the last signal bar disappear from her screen, replaced by a “No Service” notice.

She had been checking her phone constantly the whole trip, as she hadn't been able to say goodbye to her boyfriend. She had expected a message from him, or even a call, but he hadn’t and he seemed to be ignoring the messages she sent him.

“I don't know my uncle… and I don't want to stay here.” the girl said a moment later, just as her mother stopped the car.

They were still far away from the house, but she was starting to get worried about Valerie. She knew she had to try to convince her, at least one more time. But her daughter was just as stubborn as her father, or maybe even worse.

“Let’s do this. You stay a week, and we see if you changed your mind. If you still want to leave, I can call you aunt Jessica and tell her to come pick you up… what do you say?” her mother told her, hoping it would work.

“Just a week?” Valerie asked as she felt her hopes raising.

“Just a week. Today it’s Saturday, if by next Saturday you want to leave, I call your aunt.” her mother added. “I promise.”

Valerie knew it was the best offer she would get, but she still waited, knowing that answering too quickly would make her look weak in front of her mother. Instead she waited for a full minute, fuming quietly as her mother watched.

“Did you tell him I am a vegetarian?” the girl asked a moment later.

“I told her, honey.” her mother said.

And though it was technically the truth, her daughter hadn't really asked her what he had said about that. And since she hadn't asked, she wouldn't tell her.

Her brother ran a pig farm after all. He was a steak and mashed potatoes kind of man, and salads were a side dish at best, not a meal.

“Okay… a week, then I am gone…” the girl said, finally surrendering.

“Thank you, honey.” her mother said, looking relieved.

Then she got them moving again, and a few minutes later they arrived at the end of the road, where there was a small house. It was two stories tall, and its white painted walls looked brand new. A big porch faced the road, and next to it there was a barn, almost twice as big as the house, with a green and yellow tractor parked in front.

The place looked nicer that what she had expected, but she wouldn't admit that to her mother.

Instead, she unbuckled her seat belt and she started to get off, wanting to get to her bedroom quickly, but her mother grabbed her hand before she could leave the car.

“Honey… I have to ask again, are you sure it's a good idea to keep that nose ring on? And the makeup?” she said, wincing awkwardly. “I know they are all the rage nowadays, and I was a teenager once, but… in the farm…”

“No, mom. You already asked, and I already said no. I like my piercing and there is nothing wrong with wearing makeup.” the girl said firmly.

Her mother, looking defeated, finally released and she unbuckled her own seat belt.

“Okay, honey. If you say so…” she said with a smile as she climbed of the car. “I just think it's a little too much...”

Looking around the place, her mother marveled at how similar it all looked. She had spent her childhood there, almost all the way to collage, and her brother had always tried to keep the place intact.

“Let's find you uncle Merle, shall we?” she said a moment later, heading towards the house.

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After they left the car, Valerie followed her mother towards the house.

The air felt hot and sticky, and even in her thin summer dress, she had started sweating a few minutes after arriving. The day was clear, with not a single cloud in the sky, and a faint breeze blew among the tops of the trees, making them sing and making the temperature tolerable.

With the dew still fresh on the ground, Valerie’s feet were soon soaked through, as her open sandals offered no protection against it, but the feeling was strangely soothing in the hot air.

“Merle! We are here!” her mother called a moment later, making Valerie jump.

The whole place was awfully quiet, making her nervous, but she still followed her mother inside.

“Mom, do you think uncle Merle has Wifi?” Valerie asked her mother a moment later.

“I don't know honey, I think he doesn't even have email, so I don't think so.” her mother said as she opened the front door.

“Why don't you ask him, though? He was a photographer when we were younger and I do know he has a computer and a digital camera, maybe he finally modernized a bit...”

Moving closer to her mother, Valerie nodded slowly as she looked around the house.

She had to admit that it was even nicer on the inside, and after following her mother into the living room, the girl stopped in front of the chimney.

The wall around it was full of pictures, from very old ones to more recent ones. It took her some time, but after a while she started to recognize some of the people in them.

There was her grandfather, her aunt Jessica and her mother when they were both little, and one in which both her parents were holding a baby. It took her a minute to realize it was herself, but when she did she smiled, realizing that at least it wasn't the first time she was there.

The rest of the people in the them, she didn't know, but they were obviously part of the family. There were a lot of group photos, and what seemed to be a lot of barbecues.

A moment later Valerie heard the wooden floor creaking behind her, and she turned around as a shiver ran down her back.

A man was standing there. He must have been almost three heads taller than her, who at 4 feet 9 inches was short even for her age. He was also massive, with big shoulder and thick arms.

Valerie gasped when she saw him, suddenly terrified, but the man was smiling warmly.

“Ohhh, you must be Jose! It's a pleasure to meet you! I am Andy, Merle’s younger sister.” her mother said a moment later, shaking the man’s hand.

“Pleasure to meet you, Andy!” the man answered as his smile became even wider. “Please, make yourselves comfortable. Merle told me you were coming, but unfortunately he is in the field working. He should be back in the afternoon, though.”

Valerie watched the man, mesmerized at how big he was. Her mother, who she usually considered a tall person, looked tiny next to him, and as she swallowed nervously, she noticed he was watching her.

“And you must be Valerie, Merle’s niece, am I right?” Jose said a moment later, moving towards her.

With only a couple of steps, he was suddenly standing right in front of Valerie, who tried her best not to look terrified as she looked up and into his big, dark blue eyes, just like hers.

Still smiling, he took her hand before she could realize what he was doing. His hand was rough and calloused, and as he shook her hand firmly, she felt a shiver running down her back.

“Hello…” she managed to say, her voice barely a whisper.

“Hello, miss.” Jose said a moment later. “Let me help you with that.”

After taking Valerie's bag from her, he turned towards her mother and they both started talking, but she wasn't listening. Swallowing nervously, she looked at Jose’s back in awe at his size.

Then, trying to calm herself, she returned her attention to the pictures.

There were too many, but suddenly one caught her attention. In it there was a man, maybe in his fifties, standing next to a fire. He was working meticulously as a pig roasted on a spit over a fire. The image made Valerie shudder, thought she didn't know why.

“That's your uncle Merle, honey.” her mother said a second later, pointing to another photo.

Valerie nodded slowly, watching the man intently. While not as tall as Jose, he was still pretty tall and big.

There was another picture of him right next to that one, too. In it his black hair shone darkly under the sun, as he looked handsome at the camera. He was sitting on top of the same tractor she had seen outside before.

The picture though, looked a few years older as the colors had started to fade away.

“Well, I have to go honey. Jose will show you to your room and you can calls us any time you want. No, wait… let me think…” her mother said as her face twisted in concentration. “Right, once we reach Venice you will have to subtract 7 hours to the local time, okay?”

Valerie nodded tiredly, already wanting her week to be over, but her mother just smiled at her. After one last hug, she turned around and she headed towards the car.

Just before she got in, her mother looked at her. Her face filled with sadness and regret, and to Valerie it seemed she wanted to tell her something, but she didn't. A moment later she got in the car, and she started the engine.

And just like that, without another word, her mother drove away, leaving her behind.

As she watched her go, Valerie felt the floor under her feet shaking as Jose approached her.

After turning around, she watched him standing just under the front door, his head almost hitting the frame.

Now that she was alone with him, Valerie was suddenly terrified of the big man, but he simply smiled at her, waiting patiently.

“Mmmmm… my room?” she said a moment later, her voice full of fear.

“Of course, miss. This way, your room is right next to Merle’s, on the upper floor.” he said, turning around and going up the stairs three steps at the time with ease.

Valerie followed him a few seconds later, looking around the house as Jose took her along the house. It was much bigger than what she had thought. There were at least 6 rooms upstairs, and just like he had said, hers was right next to her uncle's room.

Jose held the door open for her, and once she was in, he left her bag next to the bed.

The place was bigger than her own room, with a double bed and a big dresser on the opposite wall. There was no TV, and obviously no computer, but that didn't surprise her.

“Well miss, I have to go home now. Merle should be back in a few hours. There is something to eat on the fridge and he said you should make yourself comfortable.” he said as he started to leave. “And welcome to the farm.”

“Wait!” the girl said a moment later, suddenly worried.

“I thought you... live here too…” she said, suddenly blushing.

“Oh, no miss. I just work here from time to time, helping your uncle. I have my own place a few miles away. Maybe I can show it to you another day!” Jose answered as he laughed softly. “My wife makes a great stew, I am sure you will like it.”

After that, he finally left, leaving her alone in the big house.

“Ohhh, this is a nightmare…” Valerie moaned as she started sobbing.

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A few hours later, after she had managed to calm down, Valery unpacked her clothes into the dresser and then she wandered around the house.

Merle’s room was locked but the rest of the rooms weren’t, thought they all seemed to be like hers. Feeling hungry, she headed down and into the kitchen, hoping to find something, but to her horror the fridge had mostly meat and an a few old vegetables that looked ready for the trash.

Dismayed, the girl grabbed a piece of bread and she slathered it in mayonnaise, hoping it would be enough to calm her stomach.

Then she returned to her bedroom, and after tying her long blond hair into a ponytail behind her head, she stood in front of the mirror.

Valerie looked at herself for a while, as any teenage girl usually does, hoping for it to change. She was tired of being small, as most people told her she still looked like a child. Even her boyfriend Noah said so.

In one swift movement, Valerie took of her dress and she looked at herself once more. She was wearing white panties and a white bra, though in reality she hardly needed it.

The only thing she wanted was for her breasts to be bigger, maybe like the ones her mother had, and her hips to become just a little wider. It wasn't much to ask for, not to her at least, but Valerie body remained as flat as it always had.

All her friends had already started to grow, but she still hadn’t.

“Just some curves…” she said softly to herself.

Feeling just as depressed as she always got when she looked at herself, she got dressed and then she finally left her room.

The day outside was just as beautiful as before, but the heat was becoming worse. Valerie wasn't used to the heat, and she preferred milder temperatures, but at least she was relatively fresh in her dress.

A moment later she sat under the porch, just watching the place. She still had her now useless cell phone in her hand, but she knew she should have left it back in her room for all the good it did her.

Not for the first time, she thought of Noah, and their last time together. She had gone to his house after school, hoping to spend some time with him, but as soon as she had arrived he had pushed her into his bed and they had sex.

It had been too fast for her to cum, as a few minutes after he started he asked her if she was still on the pill. The second she nodded, he came inside of her, filling her with his seed. A minute later he pulled out, leaving her on his bed, feeling sticky and used.

Her own orgasm had been too far away, and feeling frustrated, she had gone into the bathroom to clean herself up.

When she returned he was playing on his Xbox, and since she knew she would have no way to get him to leave it, she had kissed him goodbye and left, though he didn't seem to care.

Noah wasn't always like that, of course. But sometimes she just felt he just wanted to use her, and nothing else. He had know she was going to be away for a while, but he hadn’t said anything, and after that they had only seen each other in the school, and never alone.

Feeling frustrated, Valerie didn't hear the low rumbling sound that was slowly approaching. A moment later she saw an old, beat up pickup truck driving down the road and she got up from the porch.

It must have been white at some point, but now the paint was mostly gone and what was left looked more a pale yellow than anything else. The truck though, seemed to work just fine, and a moment later it stopped in front of the house before the engine died.

A man, her uncle Merle, she realized a moment later, jumped off the truck a moment later, but he didn't seem to have noticed her yet. Instead, he went around the truck and he dropped the tailgate down. With practiced ease, he picked up a pig from the bed and he lowered into the ground.

“Hi.” she finally said as her uncle lead the pig towards the house.

He had a leash tied to a thick looking nose ring, but the pig didn’t seem too worried about it and it looked as if he would follow her uncle regardless of the leash.

The girl, with her mother’s words still echoing in her mind, touched her own nose ring and she started blushing.

“Valerie?” he asked a moment later when he finally noticed her. “My god, you have grown! Last time I saw you were just a baby!”

Uncle Merle then rushed towards her, dropping the leash before he wrapped his arms around her. Valerie, let him hug her, though she felt slightly uncomfortable under the man’s embrace.

“Hi uncle Merle…” she said meekly once he had released her.

“Oh, please, I think my niece can call me Merle!” he said holding her at arm’s length. “Did you meet Jose? Did he show you your room?”

“Yes, he just left a couple of hours ago.” Valerie answered as her uncle watched her.

She was standing on one of the steps that lead into the house, but even then, he was a full head taller than her. He looked just like in the photo too, though a bit older. His black hair was peppered with grey now, and he had a small belly in front of him.

“Mmmmh… I… mom said I should ask you if you have internet…” Valerie managed to ask him a moment later.

“Sorry, I don't even have a computer…” he answered as he smiled warmly.

Feeling even more depressed than before, Valerie nodded towards her uncle. Maybe she could find Wifi in the town she told herself as she promised herself she would ask her uncle for a ride.

“Did you find something to eat?” he asked her a moment later, finally releasing her.

Valerie nodded quickly, not wanting to sound like a spoiled brat, but she was still hungry. She thought that maybe she could get some vegetables and fruits for her once she got to the town.

“Don't fill yourself up, there will be a feast tonight.” his uncle said a moment later, patting his belly. “As a matter of fact, I think I have to get started. Why don't you wait around here while I get everything on its way, okay?”

After she nodded once more, her grabbed the pig’s leash once more and he walked around the house. and out of sight.

“Okay…” Valerie said once he was gone.

It never crossed the girl’s mind to ask what he was going to prepare, but she had a feeling that she should have asked, especially after seeing the contents of his fridge.

Regardless, it was too late, and she decided to return towards her room where she laid on her bed as the day drew uncomfortably hot and humid.

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Almost an hour later she had finally had enough. Valerie was bored out of her mind, and she needed something to do. Walking out of the house, she started searching for her uncle, calling him in the barn and around the house, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Then, just as she was starting to doubt if it was a good idea, she heard a faint squeal in the distance. Not knowing where it had come from, she turned around and then she saw a small but worn path among the trees.

Without knowing why, she swallowed nervously, and she followed the path deeper into the forest. From time to time she heard a few squeals, always louder than before, and she knew she was getting closer.

A few minutes later she approached the end of the patch and what looked like a small clearing. She could see movement further ahead, but Valerie suddenly stopped, hiding behind a tree.

The clearing was surrounded by a thick wall of trees, but the center was clear and the grass was short and clean. There were no bushes either, though a circle of stones, maybe a couple of dozens, ran parallel to the edge.

In the middle of the clearing there was a lone oak tree, growing tall and wide. It branches, as thick as her body, extended out from the trunk in all directions. Next to it, there was a big fire going with a couple of stakes at either side, and on the other side, a table had been set.

Her uncle was working quietly under the tree, with his back towards her. She couldn't see what he was doing, but Valerie suddenly felt a chill running down her back and her stomach twisted inside of her.

Then he moved towards the table for a second and she was finally able to see it. Hanging upside down from the tree, was the pig from before. Her uncle had tied a branch to it’ rear legs, forcing them apart, and then he had hung it from one of the branches.

Despite the situation, the pig looked at ease. He was swaying gently into the breeze as his eyes looked around curiously. From time to time she could hear him give a faint oink, but that was it.

Swallowing nervously, Valerie leaned against the tree as she watched the pig once more. It was probably the same pig as before, or so she thought. It looked about the same, and it had the same nose ring, just like she did.

Then she noticed that it was actually a female pig, and the word sow came to her mind, though she didn't remember where she had learned it.

A moment later he uncle returned to the pig, carrying a big bucket and a knife.

Valerie watched in horror as he placed the bucket under the pig, and then he started caressing it’s head. The scene was both bizarre and terrifying, as she knew what would happen next.

“Noooo…” Valerie said, her voice barely a whisper.

She wanted to scream at him to stop, but instead she found herself frozen in place, unable to speak or even move as the scene unfolded in front of her. Fear bubbled inside her and she felt trapped inside her own body.

Her uncle, oblivious to her presence, started patting the pig’s head as if it were a dog. Unable to look away, Valerie saw it moving it’s head back, exposing her neck.

Then her uncle took a long, deep breath and he slit the pig’s throat in one swift movement. A second later blood started gushing out of the wound before it dripped down the pig’s neck and face, and into the bucket.

She had expected it to start screaming and fighting, but the pig made a single cry, more in surprise than pain and then it stayed still as it slowly bled.

Valerie, though, could feel her heart beating furiously inside her chest as she watched from the distance, but the fear was gone, she realized a moment later as her finger dug into the tree’s bark.

Though she knew she should be horrified by what she was seeing, she wasn’t. Instead she was mesmerized as she watched the scene unfold. The pig dying, her uncle holding it, almost tenderly. She couldn't see the pig’s face anymore, but for a second she thought it looked just as peaceful as it had when her uncle was taking it out of the truck.

A moment later her uncle finally released the pig. It was still bleeding, but most of the blood seemed to have drained away. Then it’s body twitched gently a few times, and it finally stood still.

The pig was dead, and Valerie couldn't take her eyes away from it.

She had never seen an animal dying, much less in person, and while she was still shocked, she also felt a morbid fascination towards it.

Then her uncle started working on the pig once more. With practiced ease, he cut the pig along its belly before he cleaned out the insides, pulling its organs into another bucket. With that done, he returned to the table, were Valerie finally noticed a long steel shaft.

It must have been no more than 5 or 6 feet long and with a thin tapered point. As she watched the sun reflecting on the smooth polished surface, Valerie felt another shiver running down her spine, as she knew what it was for.

A moment later her uncle picked up the spit and he tested it for balance, throwing it into the air with ease before he returned to the pig. He didn't seem to have noticed her, and unable to resist, Valerie told herself that she had to get a better view.

The moment her uncle started moving, she jumped to the next tree, and from there to the next, hoping to get as close as she could.

Finally, when she was no more than 15 yards away from the scene, hidden behind a rather small tree, she saw her uncle lining the shaft between the pig’s legs before he started pushing.

The tip moved with ease into the now dead pig, and then her uncle started pushing it further in, guiding it with one of his hands inside it’s chest. Not long after that the tip reappeared once more.

She saw it coming out of the pig’s mouth, it’s polished surface shining red from the blood. It looked grotesquely big next to the pig, but her uncle didn't seem to notice as he kept pushing it forward, until the pig was in the middle of the shaft.

Satisfied by his work, her uncle took a step back as Valerie watched the pig, now impaled from one end to the other.

Like before, she thought she should be been horrified. Killing animals for their meat was wrong, and it was the reason she had become a vegetarian. She had always imagined the butchering to be a grisly scene, full of crying, desperate animals, but she had never expected it to be like that.

Worse, she wasn't scared anymore. Instead she felt her body trembling in excitement as her uncle continued working with a satisfied smile on his face.

Then, without realizing her mistake, Valerie leaned forward a bit, resting her foot on a small, dry twig. Before she could realize her mistake, the twig broke under her weight.

“Valerie?” her uncle asked as he suddenly turned around. “Hey, I didn't see you there. Come on, help me carry it to the fire.”

Without bothering to wait for an answer, her uncle dropped another log onto the fire as she felt a shiver running down her back.

Valerie, now that she had been seen, started trembling. She was suddenly terrified at the idea of getting closer to the pig, and her first thought was to run as fast as she could, but she didn't. Instead she released the tree and she started walking towards the pig, just as she had been told.

As she got closer, the first thing she noticed was the smell of blood. It was overpoweringly sweet, and the closer she got the stronger it became, until she could taste it in her mouth.

Then she looked at the pig, from its peaceful looking face, to the cut along its belly. Except for the blood, it was nothing like what she had imagined before, and as the girl swallowed nervously, her uncle finally returned.

“Undo that rope, Valerie. I will hold it so it doesn't fall to the floor.” her uncle said before pointing to the tree trunk.

A moment later the girl did as she was told, releasing the rope. Her uncle picked up the pig with ease, and then he took it to the fire, placing the steel shaft over the stakes she had seen previously.

Once it was done, he took a step back and he stood next to Valerie, who was now watching the pig roast.

“Have you ever had roasted pig like that? It takes a long time to cock on the spit, but…” her uncle said to her, his voice full of excitement.

Valerie, unable to talk, shook her head slowly.

“Well, I promise you it will be the best meal you will ever have!” her uncle answered a moment later.

It was then that Valerie finally took a moment to look at him. His arms, almost all the way to his elbows, were covered in the pig’s blood, and a few drops had splattered his shirt.

Somehow, he looked even bigger and more imposing than before. But there was something else in him now that she didn't fully understand, like a fire burning from within that she found both scary and exciting at the same time.

Suddenly, the idea of saying no to him became an impossible task. Instead she nodded slowly as her eyes returned to the pig. Besides, despite everything she had thought about eating meat before, the sight of the pig roasting over the fire, was making her stomach rumble in hunger as her mouth flooded in saliva.

“Why don't you go take a look around the farm and have some fun?” her uncle told her a moment later. “Just don’t go into the barn, I don't want you to get hurt on one of the machines, okay?”

Then, before the girl could realize what he was doing, he touched her cheek with his blood covered hands. The girl recoiled a moment later, but it was too late. She could feel the pig’s blood already drying on her face.

Her uncle, though, didn't seem to noticed, as a moment later he left her alone as his attention returned to the pig.

Valerie, wanting to be alone with herself for a while, returned to the path and then to the house as she tried to understand what she was feeling, though she didn't have much luck.

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Not long after the sun had set, her uncle returned to the house and then he knocked on her door.

“Valerie? The pig is almost ready, what do you say we eat outside, next to the fire?” he asked her through the door.

Valeria had been laying on her bed since she returned. Her mind was a jumble of conflicting emotions and she felt lost in them. Every time she closed her eyes she saw the pig, bleeding as her uncle slit its throat.

She could even smell the blood, and even after washing her cheek a couple of times, she could still feel it on her skin.

“Okay. Give me a couple of minutes, uncle Merle.” she said a moment later.

Through the closed door, Valerie heard her uncle grunting in satisfaction before he left. His footsteps rumbled on the old wooden floor, while her stomach did the same inside of her.

She was starving, and her meager launch seemed to have done nothing to appease her hunger. Closing her eyes she imagined the pig, still turning over the fire and her mouth started to water.

Her mind had been torturing her with images of the pig roasting over the fire for the past couple of hours, and Valerie had finally surrendered to the temptation. She told herself that it would be rude to refuse her uncle, especially after the obvious effort he had gone to.

But even if she couldn't admit it, even to herself, she was dying to try the pig. Strangely enough, there was more to it that the meat itself, thought she couldn't explain what it was.

Trembling in excitement, she finally got out of her bed and she stopped in front of the mirror that hung from the door.

Valerie had thought for a moment about taking off her makeup and maybe even her ring, but she decided against it. Her uncle had already seen her like that, so it didn't make much sense, even though it felt a little weird to have the nose ring now.

Instead she made sure that she looked good, though she didn't know why, and then she headed outside. There was little light left, but she could still make out the path from before, and she quickly approached the clearing, where the smell of roasted pig was overpowering to her.

Moving slowly, she approached the fire as her uncle finished setting up the table.

The pig’s skin shone a dark red under the fire as small beads of fat dripped onto the fire. Unable to take her eyes from it, she watched as her uncle started carving some ribs and a piece of ham for her, and then they both sat at the table.

After giving her an encouraging smile, he started eating while Valerie watched her plate.

It looked mouth watering delicious, and Valerie couldn't resist any longer. Any doubts she might have had left, disappeared in an instant and she started eating silently, savoring each bite with patience.

In all her young life, she had never experienced something so delicious as what she was having, and just like her uncle had said, it was her best meal yet.

After gathering her courage, Valerie managed to ask her uncle for more. He returned a moment later with another slice of meat, it’s juices flooding her plate.

“Belly… you have to give this a try...” he said enthusiastically.

As Valerie continued eating, she felt herself relaxing and she started noticing her surroundings more. She could hear the fire crackling behind her and the wind blowing among the treetops. The air was cool, but not cold and as the darkness around her became total, she looked at her uncle.

The girl smiled shyly at him, maybe for the first time since she arrive, and then she started blushing.

“Well?” he asked her a moment later.

“It’s… it’s really good. Delicious.” she said. “Thank you, uncle Merle.”

Her uncle leaned back into his chair, patting his belly as he looked at fire.

“You are welcome, honey.” he said.

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That night she stayed with her uncle until midnight, just talking about her life and her mom. Valerie really enjoyed herself, and when her uncle told her that he was tired, she felt a little disappointed.

Still, she helped him put everything away and together they carried the rest of the pig into the house.

Despite her protests, Valerie felt herself dozing off the moment she arrived at the house, and as soon as she laid on her bed, she fell asleep, feeling happy and more satisfied than in all her life.

---

The next day her uncle told her he had some errands to run on the town and he took her along.

Feeling happy at the opportunity to explore, she followed him happily. Once there, they split apart and she started walking along the main street.

It soon became obvious that it was a small town and she wouldn’t be finding much to do there. What few shops she found there, were either hardware stores or they sold jeans, jean shirts and cowboy hats, which she found a little clichéd.

Feeling a little depressed, she bought herself a milkshake from the gas station and she headed into the small park she had found earlier to eat. Hoping to escape the stifling heat, she sat under a tree as she sipped from her milkshake.

Not long after, a couple of girls, maybe a few years younger than her, approached.

“Hi!” they said as she finally noticed them.

“Oh, hi…” Valerie said a moment later.

“We haven't seen you around before, are you knew here?” the tallest of them asked.

She must have been no more than 12 years old, and thought she was tall compared to the other girl, she must have been no more than 4 feet high. Skinny, and with her long blond hair tied into a ponytail behind her head, she looked at her with open curiosity.

“Mmmm… I don't live here, I am just visiting my uncle.” Valerie finally said, as she placed her milkshake on the ground.

Pushing herself up, she then brushed the grass from her dress.

“I am Valerie.” she said, shaking the girl’s hand.

“I am Maggie, and this is my sister Andy.” the girl said pointing at the girl next to her.

Andy was smiling shyly, though she didn't seem to talk much.

“Are you staying in the town or in one of the farms? Maybe you can come play with us later. There is not much to do around here…” the girl asked a moment later.

The idea of playing with the younger girls wasn't very appealing to Valerie, but she knew that there wasn't much to do but work on the farm, so she nodded eagerly.

“I can ask uncle Merle to pick me up later. Where do you live?” she asked the girl.

But a moment later the girls face filled with fear and Andy took a step back.

“Your uncle is Weird Merle?” Maggie asked her.

“I… guess?” she said slowly as Maggie shook her head.

“Ohh…” Andy said as she took yet another step back, her face twisting in fear.

“You… you should be careful… your uncle is weird… everybody in town knows about him…” Maggie said a moment later.

Then the girl grabbed her sister’s hand and she shook her head.

“Sorry, I just remembered that my mom wants us to help her do the laundry… maybe another day?” she said.

Before Valerie could say anything else, the two girls turned around and they started walking away. Andy gave her one last look of fear and then she moved closer to her sister before they both disappeared from her sight.

Not wanting to believe the two girls, Valerie tried to push the idea away, but it managed to stay with her for the rest of the day, and when her uncle finally picked her up at midday, she just wanted to be back in her room so she could think.

---

The next few days passed slowly for Valerie, as she didn't have much to do in the farm. Her uncle had told her she could help him with the pigs, but the idea of being surrounded by them all day long was still unappealing to her.

Not wanting to offend her uncle, she told him she was feeling tired and that she wanted to rest as much as she could, to which he simply nodded warmly.

Whenever she could, though, she tried to stay in bed until late in the morning, and then she would walk around the house or in the forest. If the day was nice, as it usually was, she also liked to lay under the sun for a few hours before the heat became too strong, but she was still bored.

On her second day, though, she had discovered that if she left her phone near the window of her room she could get a little bit of signal. There was no internet, but she could at least send a few text messages to her friends.

There was still no answer from her boyfriend, though, and for Valerie the silence was driving her mad.

By then she was sure he was cheating on her with another girl. She was angry with him, and other times sad, as her friends and even her mom had told her that Noah was just playing with her. It hurt more to know that they had been right, that she should have listened to them, than to lose him.

But the pain was there, and with nothing to distract herself with, it was slowly driving her mad.

The girl’s words also echoed in her mind. Sure, her uncle was a little weird. He lived alone, and he had a pig farm, but he was always nice to her and her mother had told her he had always been a great man.

Still, as the days passed she grew restless, and she started counting the days until she could go back. Suddenly a week seemed much longer than before.

Then, on the fourth day, she woke up late in the morning only to find the house deserted.

Her uncle had left her a note on the kitchen table, saying that he had to go to the town to pick up a few things and that he would be back in the afternoon.

Feeling left out, she headed outside and into the porch. Despite the promise of heat, the day was still relatively cool, and for awhile she simply enjoyed the wind blowing around her as the birds sang.

“Fuck...” Valerie cursed out loud.

Knowing that she wouldn't be able to stand the heat in the afternoon, she decided to go walk while she still could.

Wanting to change her shoes, she headed into her room but before entering, she stopped.

Her uncle had left the door to his room slightly open. She had never been inside, and feeling curious, she approached it slowly. From outside it looked just like hers, but Valerie couldn't stop herself.

Pushing the door open, she stopped under the doorway and she looked around, but a second later she gasped, when she noticed a laptop sitting on her uncle’s dresser. He had lied to her when he told her he didn't have a computer, though she didn't know why he would do such a thing.

Then she started wondering if he had internet, as surely a computer without internet was useless. Maybe he had lied about that too, and since Valerie was becoming mad with grief, she knew she had to try it.

After looking around the hallway, she entered her uncle’s room and she picked up the laptop. The hard plastic shell felt cold and heavy, and with trembling hands she took it towards the bed.

After sitting down, she placed it on her lap and then she stopped. Surely she would listen to his truck before he returned, or at least that’s what she told herself.

Valerie felt bad about entering her uncle’s room without permission, and even worse for grabbing his computer, but she told herself that she would only check Facebook, to see what Noah had been doing, and then she would leave it in place.

Biting her lips nervously, she finally opened up the screen and the laptop roared to life.

With trembling hands, Valerie waited until it was ready and then she opened up the browser. As she held her breath, she typed in the address and then she waited, but a second later she realized that there was no internet connection.

Despite that, she tried a few more times but it made no difference.

“Noooo…” she moaned as she sat on her uncle’s bed.

Sighing tiredly, she placed the laptop on the bed as she tried to calm down. Not for the first time since she had arrived at the farm, Valerie felt like crying. She didn't want to be there. Why hadn't her mother left her at home? She was old enough to look out for herself.

But Valerie didn't want to cry again, so she cleaned her face with the back of her hand, and after taking a deep breath, she grabbed the laptop once more.

With no internet, it was useless to her, but she had to make sure that her uncle didn’t notice she had used it. After exiting the browser, she started to close the laptop when she noticed the lone folder on the otherwise empty desktop.

It felt wrong to spy on her uncle, and for a moment she was about to put the laptop away as it was, but Valerie told herself that he would never know. Trembling in excitement, she double clicked on it and then waited as it finally opened.

A moment later the screen filled with hundreds of porn pictures and Valerie gasped in shock. She wasn't naive, and she knew that her uncle, who lived alone, must have had something like that, but the sheer number of pictures astounded her.

Swallowing nervously, she looked out the window as she listened carefully, but there was no sign of the truck, so she returned her attention to the computer.

With trembling hands, Valerie started looking around, feeling weird by the fact that she was looking at her uncle’s porn collection, but that didn't stop her.

It was mostly blowjobs, amateur pictures and a lot of anal sex, though mixed in among them, there were other much more extreme things.

As she looked at the pictures in front of her, Valerie felt a shiver running down her back. She wasn't as naive as people thought, and she knew what most of what she was seeing was, but it still shocked her a little to find it in her uncle’s computer. After all, he didn't strike him as the sort of man who watched porn.

She had never watched porn on her own, either. Noah was the one who liked to show it to her, usually as a way to convince her to try something new. After watching a few videos, Noah had convinced her to give him a blowjob, and after that he started giving her tips on how to improve, until he told her she was really good at it.

Anal sex had been his next task, and thought she had been horrified at first, he had finally convinced her to try. It had hurt horribly the first time, as despite his earlier promises and her cries of agony, he hadn't been very careful. But the second time it had hurt less and the third she had actually enjoyed it, even if she hadn't managed to cum.

When Noah saw he could convinced her, though, he started showing her other things, like golden showers, throating and bondage. Valerie had always refused, at least so far, but she knew that it was just a matter of time before he managed convinced her.

And her uncle, it seemed, had a similar taste. As she found more and more pictures like the ones Noah used to show her, Valerie started to feel more curious, and soon she was thinking of her boyfriend once more.

Then she stumbled upon a folder, mixed among the pictures. It had no name on it, but Valerie couldn't contain herself. After clicking on it she looked out the window once more, just to make sure her uncle was still away, and only then did she return her attention to the computer.

Inside she found even more folders, though this one's had women names of them.

Feeling even more curious than before, Valerie opened up the first one, named Abby. Unlike on the other folders, this one only had nude pictures, though a moment later Valerie realized that they all looked somehow familiar.

It took her a minute, but she finally realized why. She didn't know the girl, but the pictures were taken in the farm. She was absolutely sure it was the same tractor, and though the house was painted differently in the picture, it was the same.

The girl, completely naked except for a pair of white canvas shoes, was posing around the farm. She was always smiling, and there was something incredibly attractive in her that made Valerie smile too.

A minute later she reached the end of the folder and she started thinking about her mother's words. Uncle Merle used to be a photographer, she had said, but she never said what kind of pictures he took. Maybe this is what he used to do.

Next to Abby’s folder, there were a few dozen more, all with women names.

Feeling even more curious than before, Valerie opened up another one at random.

A moment later another girl, named Zoe, apparently, appeared on the screen. Like before, she was completely naked as she laid on a fallen log.

To Valerie, it looked like an amateur photoset, like the kind she had sometimes imagined herself doing in her fantasies.

Picture after picture, the girl appeared along various places in the farm, until the pictures changed.

Suddenly she was in a room, her uncle’s room, she realized a second later. Looking around herself she saw the same dresser, the same curtains and the same headboard.

In the next picture, the girl was lying on the bed as she opened up her legs, showing her pussy to the camera. She was smiling shyly, and then she started touching herself.

Valerie watched mesmerized as the girl masturbated. The camera got closer and closer, focusing on the girls sex. Her face, twisted in pleasure, was next, and then her breasts as she played with them too.

A couple of dozen pictured later, the photo set ended with the girl smiling shyly to the camera as she clutched one of the pillows.

Swallowing nervously, Valerie opened up another folder, this time named Charlotte.

There were no pictures in it, but instead she found a single video file.

Valerie knew she was pushing her luck, and it felt wrong to spy on her uncle’s computer, but she couldn't stop herself.

After lowering the volume, she opened up the video and she watched.

A black girl was standing nervously under a tree, with her hands clasped behind her.

She was slim, with small breasts and narrow hips. Her skin, almost as dark as chocolate, shone under the sunlight, and she had short curly black hair.

A few seconds after the video started, she finally looked into the camera before she nodded timidly. Not long after, a man entered the frame, walking towards the girl. He was wearing a mask that covered his face, but besides that he was as naked as her.

After stopping next to the girl, he started caressing her back as she slowly relaxed. Then they started kissing as he touched her, and not long after than they were laying on the grass while they had sex.

Valerie watched with excitement as the girl moaned under the man. She wasn't sure, but she thought it was the same tree in the clearing, the one where her uncle had killed the pig.

And then it struck her. Merle wasn’t just a photographer, he made porn movies too.

A moment later, the man flipped the girl onto her chest, as Valerie licked her lips nervously.

Unable to contain herself, she advance the video a little. The girl, still on her chest, was getting her ass fucked by the man. She had her eyes closed and her mouth hung open in ecstasy, though she was silent.

Valerie felt her body responding to the video. There was something incredibly arousing about it that she couldn't explain. Maybe it was the way the girl acted, or maybe it was the fact that she was just horny, but whatever the case, she felt her body trembling with excitement.

Then, before she could stop herself, Valerie advance the video once more, but a second later she froze.

It seemed to be much later than before, as the light had changed, almost as if the sun had just set.

The girl, now standing, had her hands tied behind her. She was looking nervously into the camera, and like before, she nodded slowly.

The same man as before appeared a second later, and without a word, he grabbed the girl's arm and she moved her back. After forcing her onto her knees, Valerie finally noticed the log stump in front of her..

The girl looked at it with fear, but when the man released her, she laid her neck on it, leaving her head hanging on the other side.

Valerie watched the scene unfold as she trembled in fear, unable to stop the video.

Then the man kneeled behind the girl, and he started playing with her pussy, but the girl shook her head.

“No, please… don’t…” she said, her voice barely a whisper.

After nodding, the man got up once more and then he disappeared from the frame. When he returned, he was holding a double handed axe. He moved slowly towards the girl, who was now trembling as she watched him approach.

Then man stopped next to the girl, and the girl looked at him. Valerie couldn't see her face, as she was looking to the other side, but she did saw the girl nodding once more. It was a tiny movement, almost imperceptible, but she was sure of it.

Then the man grunted and he took the axe in both hands, testing its balance.

A moment later the girl looked into the camera for a second. She looked scared, but there was also something else.

Valerie was horrified as she knew what was going to happen to her, but she was frozen in place.

Unable to move, she watched as she girl closed her eyes. After taking a deep breath, the girl smiled warmly, and then she looked down at the ground under her face. And next to her, the man raised the axe behind him.

“Don’t move.” he ordered.

A second later, before Valerie could even blink, he brought the axe down in one quick movement and he cut the girl’s head off.

“Noooooo!” Valerie cried in horror as she jumped on the bed, almost dropping the laptop.

In front of her, the girl’s head rolled onto the ground as a fountain of blood suddenly erupted from her neck.

The man left the axe buried in the wood and he looked into the camera. Valerie couldn't see his face, but he seemed satisfied by his work. A moment later he picked up the girl’s head from the ground and he showed it to the camera.

The girl’s face, now frozen forever, looked calm and relaxed, almost happy.

A few seconds later, the video stopped, leaving the screen completely black.

Suddenly, Valerie felt sick. She started sweating as her breathing became fast and shallow. She was horrified by the girl’s death, and as her stomach twisted inside of her, she thought she was going to puke.

But a moment later she managed to calm down, even if only a little.

She was in danger, she suddenly realized. What if her uncle found out she knew about the video? What if he knew the man?

As her terror became even greater, Valerie closed the video. There were dozens of folders like those, and for a moment Valerie wondered how many videos like that she find if she kept looking.

But she couldn't, at least not yet. With trembling hands, she closed everything and after closing the lid, she left the laptop on the bed without realizing her mistake.

Unable to stop herself, Valerie ran towards her room where she closed her door. She felt just a little safer inside, but she knew her uncle would be back any time soon. How could she look at him again, knowing what she had seen.

As she started crying desperately, Valerie started thinking about the girl. She didn't look much older than her, and though she wanted to forget about it, she couldn't push the girls face out her mind.

Why had she let the man kill her, and why had she smiled just before he chopped her head?

As Valerie sobbed into her pillow, she tried to forget what she had seen, but she knew she wouldn’t.

---

It was late in the night when her uncle finally returned.

Valerie heard the roar of the engine until it finally stopped in front of the house. A few minutes later her uncle climbed up the stairs and he knocked on her door, making her jump.

After hours of fearing his return, Valerie was terrified of him, but when he asked her if she wanted to have dinner with him, she managed to say she wasn’t feeling well. He asked her if she wanted him to check her up, but as her panic grew inside of her, she simply said it wasn’t necessary and he finally left.

Later that night, when he went to sleep, Valerie finally left her room. She ran towards the bathroom, and then into her room again, and after pushing a chair under the doorknob, she got in her bed and she tried to sleep.

Despite her fear, Valerie was exhausted, and the moment she laid her head on the pillow she started to drift away into sleep.

She prayed for a dreamless night, but with the girl’s face still fresh in her memory, she knew it would be impossible.

---

The next morning Valerie woke up later than usual. The sun, shining high in the sky, filler her room with light, and the air inside was already hot and heavy.

Despite that, she felt much better than yesterday. She felt her body tingling with excitement, and that was when she realized her panties were soaked trough.

“What the…” she moaned into the empty room as she pushed the sheets away.

There was a damp spot on her pajamas and her tights felt wet and sticky. A moment later her face turned red when she realized that she hadn’t peed herself. It was suddenly obvious that she had a wet dream during the night..

With trembling hands, she touched the fabric of her panties, and she felt a shiver running down her back.

It was the first time it happened to her, but some of her friends had told her about them, and she knew boys had them too. Surely if they did, so could she, though the idea of having one after what she saw the day before, felt wrong to her.

Valerie was desperate to remember what it had been about, but even if she tried, she couldn't remember anything about it.

A moment later she started to panic when she remembered the video from her uncle’s laptop, but she quickly pushed the idea away, burying it in the deepest part of her mind..

“Just a wet dream. It’s normal, perfectly normal.” she repeated over and over again, almost like a mantra.

Then she jumped off her bed and she peeked outside her room as her face burned in shame.

Seeing it was clear, she ran towards the bathroom and she turned on the shower. Once she was under the water, she started cleaning herself as her body trembled with both fear and excitement.

The hot water felt delicious as it ran over her naked body, and not long after she started, she felt her body shuddering in pleasure as her pussy started dripping down her legs.

“This is wrong… so very wrong...” she moaned, but she couldn't contain herself.

After sitting on the bathtub with her legs open, she started touching herself. Despite her arousal, it was hard to concentrate at first. She kept seeing Charlotte having sex with the man, and though she tried to think of her boyfriend, she simply couldn't.

Still, her arousal grew with every passing minute, until she had to bite her lips to stop herself from moaning out loud.

She didn't know if her uncle was still in the house, and if he was, the last thing she wanted was for him to hear her masturbating.

Desperate for release, Valerie pushed a couple of fingers inside of her still hairless pussy as she fondled her breasts, and then she held her breath, trying to push herself those last few steps before her orgasm.

It seemed to take forever though, and just as her lungs started screaming for air, she finally felt her body tensing and she came.

Unable to hold any longer, Valerie gasped in shock as waves of pleasure rocked her body, and a low and throaty moan escaped her mouth.

It didn't matter, though, as the room around her seemed to disappear along with her fear, and she forgot about everything.

She didn't know how long she was out, but when she returned the water was noticeably colder. Her body felt weak and she was a little dizzy. Despite the cold, Valerie just wanted to rest, but she knew she shouldn't. If her uncle was still in the house he might get suspicious.

With some effort, she managed to get up and then she started washing herself once more.

A few minutes later, now back in her room, she felt better than before.

Her mind felt much more clear, and the more she thought about it, the more she told herself that her uncle would have no way to find out she knew about the videos. Surely she was safe. Her mother knew she was there, too.

Feeling a little safer than before, Valerie changed into another summer dress and after looking at herself in the mirror she went into the kitchen. She couldn't even remember how long it had been since she last ate, so with her hunger pushing her along, she didn't notice that the light was still on.

“Hey, Valerie!” her uncle said as she entered the kitchen, making her jump. “I thought you would stay in your room all day. Are you feeling better?”

Unable to speak, Valerie nodded to her uncle as she felt her face burning.

“That’s great. Maybe it was the heat, it's getting pretty hot, even for me.” he said laughing as he got up from the table.

Valerie couldn't hold his gaze any longer, so she nodded again. There is no way he knows, she told herself once more, but no matter how many times she repeated it, she was still scared of him.

“Okay, I gotta go, see you later.” her uncle said.

Valerie just wanted him to go, but she couldn't. It would be better if she managed to get to the town. She would feel better there.

“Uncle Merle… can you… take me into town again. I wanted to… go shopping.” she said weakly.

Her uncle left his coffee cup on the kitchen sink and then he looked at her.

“Sorry, honey. I have to go help Jose with his tractor.” her uncle told her as he smiled warmly. “He might be a great help around the farm, but when it comes to machinery the man is completely lost...”

Valerie felt her hopes disappear in an instant as the girl’s severed head suddenly appeared in her mind.

“Maybe I can take you tomorrow, if you still wanna go.” her uncle said.

“Sure…” she said, her voice barely a whisper.

After that, he smiled once more and he left the kitchen as Valerie watched him go.

“I might be back late into the night, don’t wait for me if you get hungry!” he screamed from the door.

A moment later he was gone, and Valerie was once more alone in the house.