Part I: Planning for Pleasure

Amanda and her mother were discussing her options

"Mom, I think I really want to find a vivisectionist. From everything I've read, there's just no substitute for the sensual experience they provide. They bring you to twice the ecstasy, and they make great meat."

"Well, I guess we could afford it. We'll have to make some appointments and interview a few. Are you sure you don't want me to butcher you myself? I once helped Molly butcher her friend, and it was pretty good. We butchered her for parts, and had a good steak cookout," replied Amanda's mom Francine, who was sitting at the table, looking up from the paper.

"I'm sure you'd do a good job. But how did she feel during butchering? I'm really looking for the whole package; pleasure from all directions. I just know vivisection will make me happy. I think about it all the time now," explained Amanda. Amanda was standing at the counter in the kitchen, looking at some ads in the phone book.

"I remember there being some pain. When we gutted and killed her we did it just like a pig," responded Francine. "I don't think she got as much pleasure out of it as a vivisectionist would give her."

"If you could afford it, I'd really like one mom. I really would want the pleasure to last and to feel an actual gutting, but not the pain. I feel like one pleasure goes with another, and I want combine the sensation of emptiness with freedom and pleasure. And I want someone to take charge and make all this happen," said Amanda looking up.

Amanda had grown into quite a good looking girl. She stood about 5'5" tall and had yellow blonde hair that reached to her shoulders. She weighed 105 pounds, with slim arms, legs, and waist. A well-rounded pair of 36-C breasts made her look slightly top-heavy over her small derrière. Her face had classic good-looking models' features, with a small mouth framed by voluptuous lips, high cheekbones, and a well defined pointed chin. She made heads turn when she walked down the street, and the highschool boys all took notice when they saw her among the cheerleaders.

Francine had had Amanda when young, and had bonded to her when Amanda's father divorced her. Francine was 38, 20 years older than Amanda, and still had a good figure. She was 5'4, weighing 120 lbs with a 38-C bust, shapely legs, and a slightly thickened waist. She had a good looking face, and dark hair bobbed below her ears like Dorothy Hamil in the 70's.

"OK, I'll start looking," said Francine. "When do you want to have a garden party?"

"How about next month. My birthday is tomorrow, so then we can go out and pick a vivisectionist and get that all set." Amanda continued walking over to the kitchen table where her mother was. "And we'll have time to invite all of the family and my friends. I want to keep it intimate, but I also want it big enough to have a good time. I can only do this once, and I want to capture the fantasy."

"I know, honey. This is so important to you. I've been to parties where it just didn't come off right, and there's always the underlying feeling that it could have been better. I want you to be happy and satisfy your sensual needs. We'll get a vivisectionist and have a great garden party."

"Oh, thank you mom. You're the best, said Amanda. She sat down and leaned over and rested her head on her mom's shoulder.

"Hey, look at this ad: 'Dr. Kutz Vivisectionist - Empty your belly, your inhibitions, and free your mind. Prices slashed.' He looks like what I may be looking for," said Amanda glancing at the paper.

Francine agreed, and picked up the phone to make an appointment for an interview. She hung-up and then turned to Amanda, "It's set for tomorrow. We'll go see Dr. Kutz, and see if he's what you want, and if we can afford him. I hope he can shoulder some of the catering too."

"Thanks mom. I can't wait to tell Maureen." Amanda stood up, and left the kitchen to go change clothes.

Later, Amanda was at Maureen's house. The two girls were in Maureen's bedroom, looking at fashion magazines. Maureen was lying on her bed, and Amanda was sitting on the floor. They had been talking about boys, but now Amanda was talking about her upcoming visit to the vivisectionist.

"I really want this to work. I'm so excited about being vivisected. They say it's the ultimate thrill, you know," said Amanda.

"Yeah, so's the trip to the butcher. Is there really a big difference? asked Maureen.

"I think so," answered Amanda. "I mean, I went on a field trip to the butchers, and it seemed like it's all over so fast. He cuts you and guts you, and then you're gone. There's no lingering sensation, there's no dwelling on what's happening. And you know I hear the vivisection always brings you to that, you know, 'peak."

Maureen looked over at Amanda and smiled. "the peak? You say it like it's a dirty word. I like to say 'mind melting orgasm'."

"Yeah, it's just you don't talk that way with your mom. I've been working on her while we've been planning this, and I have a hard time saying that I want to be panting with pleasure while being gutted," said Amanda putting down a magazine. "It needs to be a transcendent experience. It's more than just being made into meat. I'm meat now, but I have a mind too."

"I know," said Maureen. "You've always been the smart one. I wish I had your brains."

"In a month you can. I would recommend using them to tan leather," giggled Amanda.

The next day, Amanda woke-up and got dressed. She put on a short sun dress that showed her shoulders and hinted at cleavage, and also prevented her from wearing a bra. She went downstairs and saw her mother at the table.

"All set," said Amanda. "This is so exciting."

"Happy birthday, baby girl," replied Francine. Here's your present, and a package arrived from your father.

Amanda went over to the table and picked up the smaller of the two boxes. It was a blue velvet jewelry box, and she opened it. It contained a pair of medium-sized gold earrings with blue jewels in them.

"Thank you," said Amanda. "They'll look great on me."

"Yes, they match your eyes nicely. Are you ready to go?"

"You bet mom," she replied. I'll open this other later.

They stood up and went out to the car. On the drive to Dr. Kutz's office, they talked more about what Amanda wanted at her garden party. Francine pulled the car up in front of the office building. I was a professional office building with a directory inside the front door. Dr. Kutz was on the first floor across the hall from a dentist.

A nice-looking secretary met them as they came into the reception area of Dr. Kutz's office. "Come in please. How can we help you?"

Francine walked over to the reception desk, and said "Francine and Amanda for a consultation. I believe we have an appointment."

"Oh yes, he's expecting you. Please go right in," the receptionist replied.

Amanda and Francine walked into the back office. Dr. Kutz stood up from behind his desk and walked to over to greet them. "Hi, I'm Dr. Kutz. You must be Mrs. Gretna, and this must be Amanda," he said, looking Amanda up and down.

Dr. Kutz was average height, about 40, with short brown hair that was balding on top. He ushered them in to his office, which was equipped with a medical exam table, several wing chairs, and his wood desk. On the wall were several medical posters showing a female body and the skeletal muscles. One showed the organs of the abdomen.

He ushered them toward two chairs, and then he sat down at his desk. "I understand you're considering a vivisection. Why don't you tell me what the occasion is, and any ideas you have about what you'd like."

Francine began, "Well, Amanda's always wanted to be made into meat. So we're planning a Garden Party to consume her and celebrate her gift to us. When we began discussing it, she thought she might want to be vivisected instead of simply going to the butcher. She's very interested in the pleasure vivisection can bring."

"Good, I'm glad to hear that," said Dr. Kutz. "Vivisection will make your passage into meat more intense, and present you very well at your party. And of course, vivisection is packed with pleasure. I always focus on vivisecting to satisfy."

"How about presenting my, you know..., my meat when it's done?" ask Amanda. "I want to go out in style, and I want my meat to be prepared the same way."
"I have a catering partner that works with me," responded Dr. Kutz. Here on the side table I have a book with several party plans and general themes for vivisection events. Why don't you look them over, and we can discuss our options."

Francine bent over and picked-up a thick portfolio from the side table, and opened it on her lap. Amanda scooted her chair closer to her mom's and leaned over to look.

"The themes are organized around events and locations, such as Barbecues, beach parties, dinner parties, outdoor parties, and formal parties," continued Dr. Kutz. Francine was thumbing through the pages, which had suggested menus and activities for the parties. There was a section showing a drawing of a vivisectionist and a shapely girl on the table in front of him, and he was working on her belly. Amanda stopped to stare at this picture, and her breath came in short bursts as she became excited.

"Amanda, why don't I examine you while you mom keeps looking through the book. That way I could tell you what your options are for vivisecting?" asked Dr. Kutz. He had noticed Amanda's excitement. He stood up from his desk and walked over to the examination table behind where Amanda and Francine were sitting. Amanda followed him with her gaze, but did not stand up.

"It won't hurt a bit," he said. "And then I can tell you more about recipes and what I can do for you."

Amanda stood up, and walked over to the table.

"You can hang your clothes here," he said, motioning to a clothes tree where a white coat was hanging. He picked up the coat, and put it on over his shirt and tie.

"Do you need me undressed?" she asked, glancing at her mother.

"I do to do you justice," he responded. "I want to look over some of your more, ah... desirable parts, and get a measure of your body fat ratio."

"OK... sounds reasonable," said Amanda. She walked over to the clothes tree and pulled her sun dress over her head and hung it on a hook. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her white bikini panties and looked up at Dr. Kutz.

"Those too please," he said responding to the unasked question. Francine glanced up from the book, and then put her head down again, flipping slowly through the pages.

Amanda peeled off her panties and hung them on the hook with her dress. She had dark golden pubic hair closely trimmed covering her pubis, and a pair of pendulous breasts with large pink nipples that were partly erect. She stepped up to the exam table, and lay down on her back, with her arms at her side. She nervously shifted her hands not knowing what to do with them before setting them down along her sides.

"OK, I'm going to use the ultrasound to look at some of your internal organs," said Dr. Kutz. He sat down on a low wheeled chair next to the exam table, and pulled out a laptop PC with a small plastic device attached to it by a long cord. He hit a few keys, and the laptop was ready. "I'm going to hold this against a few places on your body to look inside you," he added. "Just relax... this is kind of interesting." He placed it against Amanda's belly, and grainy black & white images of her internal organs appeared on the laptop screen.

"Looks good," he continued, as he slowly ran the sensor up Amanda's stomach and then to her left breast. "See, you can see the milk ducts and the underlying muscle," pointed Dr. Kutz to the screen. Amanda was watching the screen and found it interesting to look at her own insides displayed there.

Dr. Kutz finished the ultrasound scan, and then began to gently feel Amanda's breasts. "I think these will do nicely. Have you had any lumps or problems?"

Amanda said no, that she had never had any health problems except having her tonsils out when she was 6. Dr. Kutz then did a pelvic exam using his fingers. He had Amanda spread her legs, and he had three fingers inside her vagina. He felt the outside of her lower belly with his other hand, feeling her uterus and ovaries.

"Muscle tone feels good, and I can feel your ovaries. Everything looks great."

"How do my, you know, sex parts look," asked Amanda.

"Very good from here," said Dr. Kutz, slightly pumping his three fingers in and out while still feeling her belly. "Very nice muscle tone. Are you starting to feel any pleasure?"

Amanda leaned back and enjoyed the sensation, since Dr. Kutz's thumb was "accidentally" pressing on her clit.

"Oh yes, mmmm..." she answered. Her eyes moved upward, and she rotated her hips slightly. Her knees were fully spread open, and her feet were together sole-to-sole on the exam table.

"Well actual vivisection is even better still. I'm going to stop as I've seen everything I need to." Dr. Kutz pulled out his hand, and went over to a sink and washed his hands.

When he was done, Dr. Kutz said "Good. I think you would be perfect for a vivisection and your meat is great for catering." Returning to his desk, he spoke to Francine.

"Have you narrowed your selection? I can discuss options and menu items with you, if you'd like," he said.

Amanda finished getting dressed again, and returned to her seat next to her mother. The three of them discussed entertainment, hors d'oeuvres, a menu, and how the general event would unfold. They settled on a garden party in their back yard with guests arriving in mid-morning, and the main course served in late afternoon. There would be catered hors d'oeuvres and drinks before and during vivisection, and then the guests would be served Amanda in a buffet 3 hours later. There would be a drinks between hors d'oeuvres and the buffet. Dr. Kutz and his catering partner would provide the equipment, food, and serving stations. They had planned for about 50 guests.

Amanda and Francine became very cheerful as they went over the plan with Dr. Kutz. When everything was settled, they got up to leave.

"I'll send you the final contract in the mail. It should arrive in a week, and I'll need it back a week after that. Then I'll see you early on the morning of the party. And this will be a great time," he smiled, shaking hands with both of them.

"I'm so excited planning this," said Amanda. "My friends will have such a good time, and I can hardly wait!" she beamed.

"I'm really looking forward to this too," said Francine. She looked at Amanda, "I've never seen you so happy."

"Good bye. I'll see you then," said Dr. Kutz as they left his office.

Together they drove home and chatted excitedly about their plans. They discussed details of seating, who would come, who would wear what, and what friends and family would like.

For a month Amanda talked to her friends in school off and on about her upcoming vivisection. She was more cheerful than usual, and she seemed to shed her worries about school work and making end-of-semester grades. Her cheerleading routines were more energetic, and she exercised every day early in the morning to make sure her muscle tone was its best.

The day before her garden party, she was talking to Maureen as they drove home from school. Maureen was driving them in her dad's car.
"So tomorrow's the big day, huh? How do you feel?" asked Maureen.

"Really excited, but a little nervous. I'm really looking forward to the build-up. I read the booklet Dr. Kutz mailed out, and there's a lot to do. He's going to give me a massage and get me, you know, "going" before we get to cutting," she answered.

"I really envy you," responded Maureen. "Do we get to, you know, 'participate' with you?"

Amanda looked at Maureen as she drove, "I hope so. So much of my fantasy with this is all of my friends and family taking their turn with me. I want to feel laid out and exposed, with you all bringing me to new heights of ecstasy. And I really want to become your best dish ever when this is done," Amanda said breathlessly.

"Sounds like fun. Are we all going to really get into you?" asked Maureen? "And what should I wear to a vivisection when we get to handle you? Is it going to be messy or is it more like street clothes? I've got a really cute sun dress and a new hat you haven't seen."

"I think the protocol is skimpy swimwear you can get wet. I'm going to start off in a string bikini and work from there. Mom and some of her friends will be in nice swim suits too. All of the stuff that you'll be expose to will wash out. And you guys can go hose each other off if things do get messy."

"Oh this sounds so naughty," said Maureen in her conspiratorial voice. "I'll be sure to be suitably ready for some fun. I'll pass the word to the other cheerleaders too. We'll all be in out flashiest bikinis for you."

Amanda looked out the window again, "I can't wait, you know. I'm getting tingly just thinking about it." Her hand drifted toward her crotch, and gently feeling her moistening clit through her jeans.

Maureen pulled up in from of Amanda's house and let Amanda out. They said good-bye, and Amanda rushed inside with her backpack and said "hi" to her mom. She ran upstairs to her bedroom, and closed the door. Stripping quickly, she stood naked in font of the full-length mirror on her closet door. She examined herself in the mirror, turning sideways to admire her large breasts and small ass. She fretted that her hams might me too small, and thought that her back was muscular enough to provide some good meat. Her hands drifted to her crotch, and she began rubbing herself with spread palms in a circular motion. Soon, she was squatting to spread her legs more, and leaning back with her eyes closed feeling herself come. In her mind was racing her fantasy of vivisection while begin ravished by dozens of mouths and hands.

That evening Amanda and her mom had a quiet dinner. After dinner, they set-up the tables and chairs in the back yard for the next day. There were serving tables, a butchering table, and tables and chairs for the guests. The caterer had come that day and put up two small tent canopies to shade the tables, and had hung a hoist from the large oak tree in the back yard. Amanda then hugged her mother goodnight, and went to bed. Francine stayed up a little longer, then went to her own bed, falling asleep gently stroking her sex through her thin sheer nightgown.

Part II: The Big Day

Francine got up first that morning before sunrise, and went in a woke up Amanda.

"Time to get up and get in the bathroom. Enema's up!" she said.

Amanda bounced out of bed, and peeled her nightshirt over her head. She was completely nude underneath. She and her mother went into the bathroom, and Amanda got down on all fours on the bathroom floor. Francine had piled-up three bath mats to pad Amanda's knees. When Amanda was ready, Francine moved behind her with an enema bag. Francine hung the bag from the shower curtain rod, and bent down behind her daughter.

"OK honey, here I'm going to stick in the hose," said Francine, as she spread Amanda's buttocks with one hand, and pressed the hose nozzle into her pink anus with the other. When it was in, Francine turned on the valve, and began to fill Amanda's large intestine with warm water. After a while, Amanda said it was starting to feel full. Francine closed the valve and pulled up the hose, and Amanda jumped up to expel the water into the toilet. They repeated the procedure three more times to ensure Amanda was well cleaned out. When they were done, Amanda also drank some syrup of ipecac and vomited the contents of her stomach into the toilet.

"Yuck, I don't like that part," said Amanda when she was done.

"I know honey. It's just one of those things. Come on, get dressed and they'll be here soon," said Francine as she went out of the room.

Amanda stayed in the bathroom and took a shower to clean off completely. When she was done, she put on a red string bikini and a pair of strappy high-heels, and went downstairs. Francine had been busy getting the kitchen ready for the caterer. She had cleared the counter tops, and was checking to make sure there was lots of room in the refrigerator as well as the freezer in the basement. When Amanda came into the kitchen, Francine turned to look at her; Amanda's ample tits were barely contained by the flimsy bikini top, and the bottom was gathered narrowly in front of her crotch.

"Oh honey, you look simply edible!" gushed Francine, eyeing Amanda up and down. Amanda's exercising had defined her waist more, and her limbs has less fat and better muscle definition. Francine was dressed in a blue sporty one-piece swim suit with some shorts over it. She looked good in the tank-top suit and shorts that showed her cleavage and legs nicely.

Just then the doorbell rang. Francine answered door. Dr. Kutz was at the door, and Francine showed him in. He was followed by a completely nude oriental girl, and a medium-height brunette in a polo shirt with the catering company "Kindest Kuts" logo and khaki shorts.

Dr. Kutz carried a box of supplies into the kitchen and set them down. He turned to the women following him, "This is my catering partner Melanie, and this is your hors d'oeuvres, Lin," motioning to the brunette and oriental girl in turn.

"I purchased Lin from our overseas supplier in the Philippines," said Melanie, putting down a box in the kitchen and walking over next to Lin. "I'll whip up some quick hors d'oeuvres with her, and we'll also use her as the center piece in the hors d'oeuvres table until I put the first course on the serving table. I've already prepared Lin, so we can get her set right away." Lin was a slim light brown oriental standing 4' 8" with shoulder-length hair, and very small nipples on top of pert and small breasts. Her pubis was bare. Lin's face was round, and her eyes were more rounded than slanted as is typical in the Philippines. Lin smiled broadly smiled during the introduction.

"OK, lets go outside and get the hors d'oeuvres started," said Dr. Kutz. "Amanda, you and Francine will probably want to see this. This isn't the full vivisection treatment, but you can watch me eviscerate Lin up close. Melanie, I'll have Lin ready for you in about 20 minutes."
Melanie went to work unpacking the boxes in the kitchen, unpacking supplies and some trays of implements.

Part III: Hors d'oeuvres

Dr. Kutz led Lin outside to the butchering table. He carried a tray of both kitchen tools and some medical implements. Amanda and Francine followed behind. At the table, Dr. Kutz laid-out his implements on a table next to the butchering table, while Lin hopped up and sat on the edge of the butchering table.

"Are you excited?," asked Lin turning toward Amanda. "I am. I've waited my whole life for this moment," she said.

"Oh yes. I really want to feel the gutting as it happens," said Amanda, stepping closer to Lin, and putting her hands on Lin's knees. "You know, they say it really pushes you over the edge if your getting aroused" she continued.

Lin spread her knees slightly, and grasped Amanda's hands, pulling them to her own small swell of a breast with a coy look, and said "It would feel so good to get friendly with you while I still can."

Amanda looked Lin in the eyes, and began rubbing her small mounds, first with a circular rubbing action, and then moving to kneading her breasts. Lin swiveled and laid down lengthwise on the butchering table, and arched her back while stretching her arms up over her head. Amanda moved to massaging Lin's stomach, then downward toward her crotch. Lin responded by spreading her knees to expose her crotch and rocking her pelvis in a circular motion. Amanda began to gently rub Lin's pubis with the ball of her hand while stroking Lin's leg with the other. Francine and Dr. Kutz approached the butcher table from the other side and stood watching.

"That's good... orgasm improves the flavor," said Dr. Kutz. "I've already prepared Lin with a spinal pain blocker so we shouldn't have any off-flavors from pain neurotransmitters."

Now Amanda was fingering Lin's clitoris, while Lin was gently writhing with her eye's closed. Amanda slipped two fingers into Lin, while using her thumb on the same hand to massage Lin's clit.

"Wow mom, she's really excited. I hope I get this kind of treatment," said Amanda to Francine while watching Lin's face."

"OK, we're almost ready to start cutting. Francine, could you please help put the straps on Lin? They'll help hold her while we're pulling and pushing on her," motioned Dr. Kutz. Francine and Dr. Kutz placed some nylon straps on Lin's ankles, knees, and her upper arms that held her to the table. Lin was secured with her knees spread and her ankles together, fully exposing her crotch. Amanda was now fisting Lin with four fingers. Lin was panting and arching her back in pleasure, thrusting her belly out to meet the coming cutting.

"All right Amanda, please pull out... I'll need to get at Lin here," said Dr. Kutz. He moved up to Lin with a small paring knife and a liquid applicator bottle. He took the knife and forcefully began cutting into her pubis right above the pubic arch, slicing upward along her belly to a point almost between Lin's nipples. A slight trickle of blood began to flow, but Dr. Kutz took the applicator bottle and spread surgical sealant along both edges of the skin.

Dr. Kutz described what he was doing, "Lin's going to be with us for several hours, so we don't want her to bleed to death now. Please note, you can see Lin's impressive muscle layer peeking out from beneath the skin. The next incision will expose her viscera, which we'll remove immediately."

Amanda was watching with rapt attention, and one hand drifted inside her bikini bottom as she watched Lin being opened. Francine was looking at both Amanda and Lin while Dr. Kutz was talking. Lin was lying still with her eyes closed and her back arched, feeling the new sensation of cold steel parting her from one end to the other.

"Now for the good stuff," said Dr. Kutz. He took up the knife again, and pressed through the muscles, starting at the top and drawing the knife down toward Lin's crotch. "Just have to make sure we don't nick her bladder and spoil some meat," he said as he put the knife down and sealed the newly cut muscle layer. The incision was gaping widely now, and Lin's pink and blue organs were peeking though.

Dr. Kutz placed a large pan on the ground by the table, and reached into Lin's organs with his hands. He pulled a mass of intestines partly out of her until they were draped over the edge of the table and extending down into the pan. He located key blood vessels and applied small metal clips like hair berets to them before severing them and the ligaments holding the organs. After a few minutes the whole mass slid with a "squisshhhhhh" sound into the pan on the ground. Dr. Kutz was working quickly on other organs now, and Lin's pancreas, stomach, and spleen followed into the pan.

"Ah now we can get to her liver. Melanie makes an awesome pate with these you know." Dr. Kutz reached in and cut away Lin's liver, which he put in a small pan and handed to Francine.

"Melanie will be here in a second for that," he said, as he turned back to Lin's emptying belly. He clamped-off the bladder and added this and the kidneys to the gut pan.

Amanda was watching with her breath coming faster, her heart pounding in her ears. Soon she would be laid open like Lin, only more slowly and on the throes of ecstasy. Amanda had shed her bikini bottom on the ground, and was vigorously fingering herself with one hand.

Melanie appeared from the house, and took the pan with Lin's liver in it back to the kitchen. Dr. Kutz cleaned out Lin's remaining organs, cutting out her uterus with the ovaries still attached and dropping them into the gut pan on the ground. Lin was lying with her eyes closed, breathing rapidly as her organs were pulled and cut out of her. She was in a state of extreme pleasure.

"I think that does it for her evisceration," said Dr. Kutz. "Please help me undo the straps, and I'll move her to the serving table."

Francine and Dr. Kutz undid the straps, and Dr. Kutz picked Lin up in his arms and carried here to the serving table located under a small tent. Lin had lost 20 pounds on the butchering table, and Dr. Kutz easily carried the 70 pound girl to a large stainless steel bowl on the serving table. He laid her in the bowl, her head, arms, and legs draped out of the bowl. A headrest held her head up, and the bowl was inclined to display Lin to the serving side of the table.

"Melanie will get the hors d'oeuvres bowl in a bit," said Dr. Kutz. "In the meantime, Amanda, you can explore her some more if you'd like. I'll shave you in a minute, but I've got to get ready first."

Amanda moved over to Lin splayed out on the hors d'oeuvres table. Amanda bent over and began licking Lin's vulva gently, and Lin looked down at Amanda's blonde head covering her crotch. Lin gently stroked Amanda's hair, and leaned her head back, enjoying the increasingly vigorous tongue lashing her clit was receiving.

Melanie appeared carrying a bowl of vegetable dips in several compartments. The bowl was oval shaped, and molded to sit in Lin's abdomen and straddle Lin's spinal column. Lin's spinal column, now visible in her empty maw, looked more like a small tree trunk dividing the space in her belly. Melanie stretched one side of Lin's abdominal wound, and forced the bowl to sit down inside Lin's belly, held firmly by the stretched sides of Lin's abdomen. Lin now looked like a human dip holder, the large dip bowl filling her belly from pubic bone to rib cage, the bowl having a wide flange that overlapped the edges of Lin's wound and the bowl shaped to fit the form of an empty belly.

Amanda had stopped sucking on Lin's twat while Melanie placed the bowl, and took off her bikini top. Amanda was now completely nude except for her high-heeled sandals. Amanda stopped to look Lin over, having never seen a living dip holder. Melanie placed other trays of vegetables and fruits on the table around Lin, and then began placing the chaffing dishes for the hot hors d'oeuvres around the table. Lin spread her legs with her hands as Melanie placed a carved cucumber into Lin's tight vagina, and a carrot into her anus. Lin looked absolutely scrumptious with her new garnish.

As Amanda was watching Melanie arrange the hors d'oeuvres, guests had begun to arrive. Maureen arrived with another cheerleader named Candy. Maureen's thin and athletic body was dressed in a blue stretch bikini, and Candy was wearing a gold string bikini that showed-off her voluptuous blonde body well. Two of Francine's sisters arrived with their husbands and their daughters. More of Amanda's school friends drifted in, some bringing dates. Most of the women were wearing bikinis or swim suits, and the men were wearing only shorts. Everyone hugged and kissed Amanda as they came in, and complimented her nude body. At first Amanda was self conscious, but she quickly adjusted to being the center of attention. She felt like a beauty queen after winning the pageant. She smiled at everyone, and even enjoyed it when some of her relatives gently tweaked her erect nipples. The guests helped themselves to the hors D'Ourves, and several helped themselves to a taste of Lin's glistening clitoris.

Part IV: The Party Starts

Francine had posted the party schedule at the gate to the back yard. It read:

Party Events
Amanda Shaving
Vagi-lifting contest
Evisceration
Amanda's Vivisection
1st course served
Amanda Served

Dr. Kutz had changed out of his clothes, and was wearing only a butchering aprons and sandals now. He had prepared a table for shaving, covering it with a large beach towel, and laying out the shaving gear. There were also some dildos set-up on the table for the later vagi-lifting contest.

"OK we're set for shaving," Dr. Kutz announced.

Amanda walked over to the shaving table and looked at Dr. Kutz. He motioned her to sit down on the table, which she did. Dr. Kutz asked for someone to help spread the shaving cream on Amanda pubis, and Maureen stepped up. Maureen took the can of shaving cream, and released a handful of rich shaving cream into her hand.

Then she turned to Amanda, and said "could you pleas lie down? I think this will feel pretty good."

Amanda lay back on the table, and spread her legs with her knees up slightly.

"Wider," said Dr. Kutz. "Maureen, you'll need to get the cream into her crevasses and around her anus too." Dr. Kutz had taken up the straight razor and was stropping it on a leather strap.

Maureen took the shaving cream and began spreading it around Amanda's mound, covering the trimmed golden hair with rich, thick, white lather. Maureen worked the later into the crack extending back to Amanda's anus.

Dr. Kutz said "thank you. Here we go, Amanda." He leaned over, and began scraping the lather off of Amanda's mound down toward her slit. Then he pulled her labia tight to scrape it clean. His fingers pushed against her clit while doing so, and Amanda spread her arms out over her head on the table as a sign of her growing pleasure. Dr. Kutz continued to shave Amanda as some women in the crowd around the table rubbed their own crotches. Maureen peeled-off her own stretch bikini, showing a narrow and well-trimmed stripe of golden pubic hair above her slit. Francine pulled-off her shorts, and felt herself by slipping a finger into the crotch of her one-piece from the side of the leg opening.

"Please turn over and get up on your knees," asked Dr. Kutz. "I'm going to shave around your anus."

Amanda rolled over and got up on her knees and elbows. She spread her legs, and pushed her buttocks back to fully expose her pink rosette to Dr. Kutz. Dr. Kutz shaved around her pink anus and shaved the rest of her slit and around her perineum.

"OK, I'm done. Who wants to oil her filet," asked Dr. Kutz, turning toward the crowd. "I've got a great sesame oil here that really flavors a cunt filet well, and will ease the razor burn."

Candy, the voluptuous cheerleader with large tits stepped forward. She took the bottle of oil from Dr. Kutz, and squeezed some out on her hand. Then she started to spread the oil around on Amanda's exposed crack and puckered asshole, using her fingers to reach all of the crevice. Then she re-coated her fingers, and started to work forward toward Amanda's labia and mound. Candy kept her thumb at the entrance to Amanda's anus, and gently started to rub the entrance. Amanda responded by arching her neck, and spreading her knees more to give Candy better access. Candy gently inserted her thumb into Amanda's anus, and simultaneously began to part her labia with her middle finger, searching for her clitoris.

Amanda now closed her eyes and began to gently rock on her knees. Candy inserted two fingers into Amanda's vagina, and pushed her thumb into her anus up to the first joint. Candy gently tried to rub her fingers and thumb together inside Amanda, feeling the thin walls of her rectum and vagina separating them. Amanda responded by starting to moan, and then progressed to panting. Candy kept up her simultaneous plunging with her fingers and thumb, now using all four of her fingers in Amanda's twat while keeping her thumb in Amanda's anus.

Candy was now getting very excited, and with her free hand undid the bottom of her own string bikini and let it fall to the ground, revealing a well-trimmed light brown bush. Candy began fingering her own clitoris in time with Amanda's thrusting. Other guests watching were also pulling-off their swimwear too; Francine pulled her one-piece off her shoulders and down, stepping-out to reveal her shaved pubis and a pair of soft C-cup tits hanging low on her chest. Francine walked up behind Maureen, and wrapped her hands around Maureen's front and began fondling her mound.

Now Amanda had begun panting with exhaustion, and had clenched her teeth as an orgasm overtook her. She was glistening with sweat, and her movements were becoming rapid but jerky. She pushed fully back on her knees, and remained there as Candy's skilled fingers and thumb worked her past ecstasy. As her orgasm subsided, she laid flat on the table on her stomach, and caught her breath. Candy ceased pumping her with her hand, and pulled her hand our of Amanda with an audible "pop" sound.

Around 50 guests had drifted in during the shaving, and many had shed their clothes while watching Amanda being shaved and pleasured. A lot of the guests were having a good time with Lin; they had pulled out Lin's cucumber garnish, and multiple guests had bent to taste Lin's tight and glistening twat. One of Amanda's uncles had filled her vagina with come, and a young girl was busily sucking out Lin's vagina and enjoying the taste. Other guests had shed their clothes, and the atmosphere of an orgy had started to develop.

Francine walked over to the hors d'oeuvres table and announced that the vagi-lifting contest would be starting soon, and anyone who wanted to play should come over to the shaving table and check-in with Melanie. The winner would get to be eviscerated by Dr. Kutz in the evisceration harness hanging in a corner of the yard, and her meat would be served later on that day. Several girls and women went over to Melanie and checked-in to play. Melanie had a clipboard, and she entered name into a single-elimination bracket diagram.

After Amanda recovered from her shaving, she got up and began to mingle with the guests. Melanie set-up the shaving table for the vagi-lifting contest. She set-out two medium-sized dildos standing on the table. The bottom of each dildo was connected by a foot-long cable to a small weight-holder that looked like a small three-pronged candelabra. The cable connected to the center prong, and the two prongs on either side would hold weight rings. The object of the contest was for each girl to hoist the weight by grabbing the dildo in her vagina, and holding the weight suspended for three seconds.

Eight women and girls signed-up for the contest. The contestants all stripped naked, except for their shoes and jewelry. Francine got the show started by having the first two girls step up onto the table. A well-built black girl with D-cup breasts and a bare slit, along with a stocky blonde woman with large breasts and a thick waist stepped up onto the table. Both women stepped over the dildos, and stood with their feet on either side of their dildo, facing the guests, the weight trident behind them. Together, they spread their knees outward, and squatted down on the dildos burying them in their vaginas. When both looked ready, Francine said "Lift!," and they both stood up. Both girls lifted their weight, but the blonde's dildo slipped out after a second, while the black girl stood with the weight trident gently swaying between her knees at the end of the cable connecting it to the dildo.

After the first round, there were 4 women remaining in the contest: Jackie the black girl; Niki a small, slim, long-haired brunette girl with a flat chest, small brown nipples, and a mound shaved bare; Monica a 35-year old voluptuous red head with large soft breasts, a slightly bulging tummy, and a trimmed fiery red pubic patch; and Odessa, 19-year old blonde athletic cheerleader with medium sized firm breasts, a flat stomach, a shaved crotch, and a small, round ass.

To start the second round, Niki and Jackie stood over the two dildos. Jackie spread her knees and squatted down slowly on her dildo, sliding down up to the hilt. Niki, the small brunette, squatted down so the dildo was at the entrance to her slit. With both hands Niki spread her small hairless lips, and grimaced slightly as she pushed her weight down on the dildo. Very slowly the dildo inched into her; everyone in the audience watched the ungreased plastic phallus slowly disappear into Niki's stretched vagina. After about 20 seconds, Niki was ready. At Francine's signal, they both stood up. Both girls held their weight on the first go, so they both squatted back down and added another weight ring to one of the trident prongs. On the second lifting both girls also held their weight, but Jackie's was starting to slip out when they both were squatting back down. On the third lift Jackie's dildo slipped out, while Niki rippled her stomach to hold her weight with a vacuum created by her abdominals. Niki had to have Francine help pull out the dildo, and the next two women took their place.

Francine commented that Niki "probably had one of the best toned twats around," and she hoped Niki won a trip to the evisceration harness. Francine rubbed Niki's small lips after the dildo came out, and gently caressed her clitoris for a couple of seconds before turning back to the contest.

Monica and Odessa squatted over the dildos now. Monica, the 35-year old redhead squatted onto her dildo slowly and deliberately, as Odessa slowly and evenly slid down the shaft of hers. Both waited with knees spread, their labia split by the dildos and their clitorises exposed. At the signal they both stood up, and their weights held momentarily. But Monica's dildo began to slip after a second, and slowly drew out and fell within three seconds. Odessa proudly stood swinging her hips back and forth gently, swinging the weight between her legs suspended from her dildo.

More guests gathered around the table for final round; one of these two sexy girls would be eviscerated shortly. Both Niki and Odessa had been letting guests feel their impressive muscle tone. They were getting excited, and both knew that orgasm helped their muscles contract and hold better. Amanda had been fingering Niki, and commenting how she could not fit more than one finger into her tight vagina.

Francine stood on the table between the two dildos and made the opening remarks, introducing each finalist describing each one's relationship to Amanda. She looked impressive standing nude up on the table with her full physique, her shaved pubis, and her large, soft breasts capped with large brown areolae and nipples.

Niki and Odessa took their places standing behind their dildos, and toweled them and their crotches dry. Then each spread her labia and squatted down on her dildo. Niki was visibly slower to slide down her dildo. Once in position, both looked to Francine for the signal. Amanda was watching from front and center, looking at both girls' tightly stretched lips and exposed clitorises.

At the signal, both lifted their weights up easily, and held them. The guests cheered this time, and both girls smiled and looked at the others' weight. Another try brought the same result. Francine added more weight to both for a third lift.

"Ten pounds ought to bring one of you to the limit," Francine noted. "And I thought one of you would get excited and start getting wet and slippery."

At the signal both lifted their weights up and stood with them slightly swaying by the cables. But this time Odessa's was starting to pull out as her dildo soon as she lifted it clear of the table. She was visibly working her abdominal muscles, trying to make a vacuum in her vagina to hold her dildo in place, but to no avail. After two seconds, her dildo slipped out, and both weights and dildo fell to the table. The guests cheered Niki, who smiled while looking around.

"Congratulations Niki," said Francine, standing up onto the table and hugging her. Odessa also leaned over and hugged her.

"That was impressive Odessa. You must really do a lot of Kegels to get the kind of tone," said Amanda.

"Yeah, I practice on my fingers in the shower," answered Odessa. "I was looking forward to getting slaughtered today, but I guess it's not in the cards. I'll have to settle for a taste of Niki's lean meat."

"I hope I get to help with her cleaning," said Amanda. Amanda helped Niki down from the table, and gave her a big hug. The hug turned into a kiss as Amanda placed her lips on Niki's and began to embrace her, while pulling Niki toward her with both of her hands on Niki's small buttocks. Niki was a full 9" shorter than Amanda, standing at 4' 8", and weighing about 80 pounds.

"Oh, that's new and exciting. I've never been kissed like that," said Niki, and she began kissing Amanda back very excitedly, placing her hands around Amanda's neck, and kissing her with a fully opened mouth.

"OK Niki, we'll get back to that in a little bit..." interrupted Melanie. "First we need to enema you out. You'll like it a lot, and we'll be done quick."

Niki turned from Amanda and walked with Melanie toward the house.