Chapter Two, Costume Cafe (Cons, Incest, MFf, loli, watersports, cann)

Leaving the dunk tank, I once again noticed the twins in the public urinal. This time the facility was in use by a mid-thirties women in standard business attire. She had her skirt up around her waist and her stockings and panties were laying on the ground nearby. She was holding the bikini-clad girl by the head and grinding her face into her pussy as she let loose, urine filling the girl's mouth and running down her body. The other girl was laying face-up beneath her twin, eating her out as the urine cascaded over both of them.

Being reminded of my earlier thoughts I decided to see what the festival offered in the way of food and drink. Looking at my pamphlet and thinking I didn't want to do anything too expensive or involved, I settled upon a costume cafe being run by one of the music clubs.

Approaching the cafe I saw a number of tables and chairs arranged around a raised dais. The dais had a hook suspended above its center, a small table slightly off to the side, and seemed to be stained faintly red. Near the front was a short line, seemingly waiting to be seated by the greeter, a girl with long braided red hair, who was very nicely filling out the black bunny suit she was wearing. The outfit was complete with ears, black tights, heels, and a tail that looked like it could have been a butt plug. Near the back I saw a couple grills, a large fridge, and what looked like a small meat grinder. The equipment was being manned by two boys and a girl, the girl wearing nothing but an apron, her large breasts clearly visible through the sides.

As I waited in line I admired a few of the other costumes I saw. There was a nun whose short dress was two separate pieces of black leather for the front and the back, held together with laces up the sides making it evident she wore nothing underneath. There was a maid wearing stockings, heels, and a headdress. The main body of her costume was little more than a bikini, small enough that it was barely holding in her larger chest. I also noticed a petite girl in a slave costume, apart from irons at her ankles, wrists, and neck she only wore a dirty burlap sack, it was short enough, and there were enough holes in it, that you could occasionally see her nipples and pussy as she moved about. Her nipples looked to be hard from rubbing the burlap and I could see chafe marks around the manacles.

As the bunny girls was seating me I gave her tail a little tug, it stayed firmly where it was and the girl gave a quick little yelp. Guess that confirms the tail plug theory.

Her face a light pink, she handed me a menu and said a waitress should be with me shortly.

Looking at the menu it seemed fairly simple with two pages, “Food” and “Services”, looking on the back there was a short list of drinks, all pretty standard fare, being things that would have been on any old world menu. Looking at the food menu more carefully, there seemed to only be a standard $5 burger, with a side of fries, everything else being derivatives of that item. The five dollar option covers a standard burger, with tomatoes, onions, lettuce, ketchup and mustard, with a choice between a beef patty and a veggie patty. For $2.50 you could upgrade to a “long pork patty” from an already processed girl. If you brought your own meat the burger was half-off if you kept the leftover meat, and free if you donated it to the cafe. There was also an option to buy a selection of the staff, but this started in the hundreds of dollars, and the cafe would always keep the leftovers. Lastly was a $2.50 upgrade option for the fries, the more expensive fries having been fried in breast fat.

Switching to the services side of the menu, I read the selection there. First on the list was “Urinal Service – FREE! Just ask for any of our waitresses and they'll help you find relief”. Below that was “Blowjob - $5”, “Sex(either hole once) - $10”, and “Sexual Partner for your whole meal - $20”. At the very bottom of the page was a small blurb saying “You are responsible for any damages incurred by waitresses while rendering services. Fines range from just a few dollars at the low end, to the waitresses meat cost at the high end.”

After being seated for around a minute the waitress in the maid costume came around to my table.

“Welcome master, I'll be your attendant for today, my name is Diana” she said as she pointed at a nametag labeled “Diana - $250” “What will you be having to drink today?” she asked.

“Coffee” I replied

“I'll have that right out for you, please look over the menu while I'm gone, I recommend the burger” she said, chuckling quietly before leaving.

As I sat waiting for my coffee I looked around the cafe. My interest landed on a group at the table next to me. They appeared to be a family, a middle-aged man in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts, a woman in her mid-twenties wearing sexy black lingerie that only partially hid the areolas atop her impressive bust, and a young girl, around ten, wearing only cat ears, a tail plug, and a belled collar, her slender legs waving back and forth in the air above the ground. They were close enough for me to be able to listen in on their conversation, it seemed they had just gotten their drinks and were discussing what to order.

“Free?” the man said. “For a burger fresher than what they sell for a premium. I'd feel like I was getting away with something!”

“Honey” the woman sighed. “They price it for free because they stand to make much more off the excess meat. And if you had me processed who would take care of Susie?” she asked, pinching the cheek of the young girl who squirmed at the touch.

“I'm sure I could quickly find a replacement for you. Hell, here we are at a festival filled with young girls. I'm half tempted to do it just for the opportunity.”

“Honey, you don't have to get rid of me to get a new wife, and besides, what do any of these girls know about taking care a girl Susie's age?”

“I can take care of myself!” Susie piped in “I'm all grown up now!”

“If you're all grown up, why don't we process you instead of me?” the woman asked. “She's not old enough, she needs someone around when you'd be at work”

“I am grown up!” the girl yelled. “If mommy can do it so can I!”

“We could use the increase in free time.” the man pondered. “Maybe go on that vacation we've been putting off, maybe make it a honeymoon for a new wife, break her in together.”

“I have been having trouble making time for plans with the girls lately. This is starting to sound like a good idea.”

The girl, looking a little confused, glanced back and forth between her parents faces.

At this point the waitress in the nun costume came round their table and asked “Have you decided what you're having today?”

“Yes, I believe so” the man said. “We'd like two free medium-rare burgers with everything on them, she'll be the donation” he said pointing at the little girl.

“What about my food daddy?” the little girl asked. “You know I hate onions.”

“You don't need any food sweetie” the man said. “You're going to be the food.”

“Ohhh...” the girl said, comprehension dawning. “Will I be tasty daddy?”

“I sure hope so sweetie” he said, ruffling her hair, between the cat ears.

“Would you like to kill the meat yourself, or do you want the staff to take care of the whole thing?” the waitress asked.

“I think we'll take care of it ourselves” the man said.

“Very good sir, behind the dais there's a table with knives, ropes, and other tools you may find useful. If you could take care of her on the dais it would be helpful as there's a drain in it. Just wave me over when you're ready to hand off to the staff for processing.” the waitress said, before leaving.

The man stood up, visually engorged from the thought of snuffing his daughter he offered his hands to his wife and child.

“Come, let's take care of this” he said smiling.

The woman, face tinged pink and with a visible dampness on her thighs, grabbed one of his hands and told the girl.

“Come on Susie let's get you taken care of.” she said.

The little girl, eying her daddy's tented pants, hopped off her seat, tail wiggling and bell jingling, before energetically grabbing her daddy's other hand with both of hers.

“Are you going to put your willy in my kitty again daddy? It feels so good when you do that!” the little girl said.

“All that and more my little pussy cat” he said, again patting her head between the cat ears.

As they left, my waitress came back and asked if I had decided on what I wanted.

“Is it possible to request a specific pre-processed girl as the source for my burger?” I asked, gesturing at the family walking to the dais.

“Yes it is, there's an additional charge of $2.50 for a specific meat source from our fridge, for a total of $10” she said “Should I put you down for one burger from that little girl?”

“Yes” I said, getting aroused at the thought. “Everything on that and medium rare please.”

“I'll put the order in, It will take a little longer than normal since the processing hasn't even started yet, is that okay with you?” she asked.

“That's fine” I said, returning my attention to the family atop the dais.

The little girl was seated atop the small table on the dais, looking around the cafe with her big eyes, and occasionally glancing somewhat nervously at the hook hanging a little away from her. The man seemed to have made his selection from the table. He then proceeded to remove all his clothes and piled them neatly on the table, before ascending the stairs of the dais holding a small dagger in his hand. The woman was standing next to the table, one hand holding her daughters shoulder and the other rubbing her daughters smooth pussy. The man walked up to the table and placed the dagger next to the girl, before grabbing her shoulders and giving her a thorough kiss, tongues dancing roughly for all to see. This lasted for about thirty seconds before the man pulled away. The girl had a dazed look on her face but had no time to recover before her mother swooped in to continue the tongue dance. After the girls broke there embrace the father began rubbing his manhood on his daughters slick pussy.

“It's time” he said. “Time for your final fuck!”

The man pushed himself into the girl as the mother braced her shoulder from the side. As the fucking pair got into a rhythm the girl leaned back, moaning as sweat shone on her heaving chest that showed just the faintest hint of potential development. The mother reached with one hand to the tail plug, where she started fucking her daughter with what appeared to be beads on the hidden part of the plug. She moved her other hand to inside her own panties where she started moving several fingers in and out of her own drenched hole.

“Ohhh mommy, daddy this feels so good, you've never felt this big in me before!” The daughter moaned loudly.

“Of course it does, you've never turned me on this much before.” the father said.

The trio's movements got more and more fevered, until it seemed the father and daughter were about to come.

“When you come sweetie. When you come is when I'll do it, it'll feel better than anything you've ever done before” the father said.

The only reply he got from his daughter were loud moans, the time was close it looked. The father came, and the daughter came as she felt the first rope hit the entrance to her womb. As the both crescendoed together the father grabbed the knife, dragging it across his daughters throat. The little girls eyes went wide, the pain mixing with the pleasurable, spasming as her blood poured over her chest, spraying copiously over both her parents. As the woman's lingerie got covered in her daughter blood, she also came, watching her daughters blood soaked chest, with the swell the hinted at a full future that would never come, heave and then still. The woman begun to make out with her dead daughter, pulling out a tongue that would never move again with her own, as the once father pulled his cock from his unmoving daughter.

As man and woman descended the stairs they were greeted by the nun waitress. She offered them both damp towels, the man cleaned himself off before getting dressed again, but the woman only cleaned off some of her face, enjoying the feel of the blood on her skin and soaked into her clothes.

“Do you want her head when were done?” the waitress asked “Not much meat for our purposes and there's several stalls about that can help you preserve it or dispose of it as you please.”

“Oh, I guess so” the man said.
“Very good, it'll take a little while to finish processing, but your burgers should be out shortly” she said, before taking the towels to the back of the cafe.

The man, seemingly startled by the prospect of a burger he had nearly forgotten, went back to his table to sit down, followed by his blood soaked wife.

At this point my erection kind of hurt against the confines of my pants, but I wanted to wait till I had the delicious little morsel in my mouth.

Back at the dais the girl in only an apron was sawing at the dead girls neck. Once the head came free she set it on the table and pulled the hook down, stabbing it through both feet of the body. She then tied the girls arms to her torso and winched the headless body into the air, letting the rest of the blood drain from it. When the flow of blood slowed and then stopped, the girl took the body down laying it on the table. She grabbed a knife and opened the body from sternum to pussy, pulling out all the organs and dumping them in a bucket. Next she skinned the meat, exposing the muscle, before separating the arms and legs. She then sliced the meat off the bones, before chopping the meat up into manageable chucks and putting them in a second bucket. Then she brought the meat bucket over to the meat grinder and poured it in. I watched her take the new ground beef and begin making three patties out of it. I settled in for the wait.

A few minutes later the nun waitress brought out a couple plates to the now family of two, while the maid waitress brought me my plate.

“There you go sir, sorry for the wait, is there anything else you need before you dig in?” she asked.

“Yes” I said “Could I order the slave waitress for a blowjob?”

“Certainly sir” she replied “I'll have her right out for you.”

As the slave girl approached, I saw her nipples, hard and rubbed red from the rough cloth, slip in and out of view through a few holes in her sack. She stopped in front of me, looking down nervously. She had her short blonde hair done up in pigtails, and she had a nametag labeling her “Karin - $100”.

I reached out and tweaked one of her nipples, eliciting a small squeak and said “I'd like you to give me a blowjob while I eat my burger.”

She nodded and got under the table, unzipping my pants and pulling out my erection that had barely subsided. As I felt her mouth envelop me, I began to eat what had once been little Susie. Between my arousing meal and the slave girls excellent technique I was soon fully hard again. Glancing over I saw the man and woman eating what remained of their daughter. Both were openly masturbating. The man stood up and blew his load all over his wife's burger. At the sight of this she came hard, taking a bite of her daughter covered with the last load she'd ever receive from her father.

At this sight I also came hard. As I chewed my Susie burger I pushed the back of the slave girls head down hard. Surprised she coughed and try pull off of my hard cock, but I held her firm as I shot rope after rope straight down her throat. After I let off she pulled off coughing and sputtering.

“Once you're done with that clean my dick off” I said to her.

She nodded as she coughed and quickly returned to licking my softening member. As I finished my burger I remembered what had inspired this visit in the first place. Having drunk quite a bit of coffee, I actually needed to pee quite badly. Deciding I didn't need to warn her, I begun to let loose a fresh stream of piss straight into her mouth. Momentarily surprised she made another squeak, but after quickly recovering she began drinking down my piss in earnest.

Once she finished cleaning me off, she bowed to me and then left to resume her other duties. Momentarily my maid waitress returned, dropping of a bill for $15 before leaving. Quite satisfied with the food and service I dropped a twenty in the bill folder before leaving to see what other experiences the festival had to offer.

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Plenty of great encouragement, glad people seem to like my story. But didn't get any constructive criticism, I'm brand new to this, I've gotta be doing something wrong.