"Use the sauce," she coached, picking up a squirt-bottle from the tray of food and handing it to Buffy. "It'll add some flavor, and it doubles as a lube."


The slender, lightly calloused fingers of Buffy's left hand spread her best friend's muff as her right guided the nozzle of the bottle into the depth's of Willow's treasure. Buffy squeezed the bottle, sending a stream of tangy lukewarm sauce jetting up into the redhead's cunt, and dropping Willow's jaw in shock.

"That should be enough, right?" Buffy asked.

Willow's slit was tingling like a limb that had fallen asleep as the sauce reacted with her own arousal, pins and needles spreading through her sex as the sauce began to tenderize her meat for Buffy's dinner. Willow gasped for air, she could barely manage a nod and still stay standing, but that was enough for Buffy who, still spreading the redhead's meaty lower lips with her left hand, drove the metal dildo home with her right.

Willow's peach was soaked with arousal, enough that the sauce that Buffy had just deployed in her friend's twat was hardly needed to lubricate the way. The rod slid home, the head resting gently against the barrier of Willow's cervix like they were made for each other. Willow tightened the wires of the thong and secured it in place. Now all that was left for her to do was cook.

With the instrument of her demise fully nested inside her flower, Willow climbed up onto the table once more.

Buffy couldn't stop herself from staring as her friend pushed up and crawled over to her, sliding her legs out from under her until she sat across from Buffy with her knees spread, her meaty cunt visibly encircling the metal base of the rod inside her.

"Now we just wait?" Buffy asked, her eyes drawn to the shiny circle of metal poking out from between Willow's thick lower lips.

"We eat," Willow corrected. "We ordered the chili and fries, and they're not even half as good cold," Willow admitted, carefully opening her chili and placing it and the rest of her stuff on the outside of her thigh so as not to block Buffy's view and passing the rest of the food to Buffy, fries first. "Try one, they're delicious!" She added perkily.

Buffy took her advice and tried a fry. Her jaw dropped a bit. These were incredible! Warm and delicious with just enough crispiness and the perfect amount of salt! "MmmmMMM!" Buffy groaned into her food. "That's great! How do you do that!?" Buffy demanded.

Willow grinned. "It's right there in the name," she disclosed. "They're called girl-grease fries because that's what we fry them in." Willow paused to bite into a fry of her own. "They're deep fried in girl grease," the redhead continued. "Breasts in general are pretty inedible," she added, pinching her right nipple, the one without the name tag pierced through it, and pulling on it to lift her pale white breast for Buffy's inspection. "They're just mounds of fat with a little bit of muscle, thrown in here and there. But, we can use that fat for a lot of stuff, like greasing pans, and making girl-grease fries! That's what gives them that taste!" Willow explained. "We don't even need to add any extra salt, it's all right there in the oil."

"You really like them, huh?" Buffy asked noting the way Willow's eyes lit up as she explained how the fries were made.

"I love everything here," Willow admitted softly. "Everything on the menu is just so amazingly sexy!" She confided, feeling the rod beginning to heat up inside her.

"Is that what made you want to work here?" Buffy asked, curious about what exactly had led her friend to this moment.

"I… guess I never told you that story?" Willow admitted, blushing. She grabbed another fry to munch on as she talked. "This place has been here for over a year, but I didn't stop by until like, a month ago," Willow explained. "The only thing I really knew about this place was that it served girlmeat and fast food, and I didn't think people should eat either."

Buffy laughed. "I think I remember you calling the food chauvinist pig slop last year when it opened?"

Willow blushed, "I… really didn't know any better then. At least, not until a girl from my Wicca group asked me out on a date."

Buffy's eyes grew wide. "You went on a date and you didn't tell me!"

Willow looked away embarrassed. "I… didn't really realize it was a date till I got here?" She explained. "I thought she just wanted to meet and talk about some of the books we were reading?"

Buffy grinned. "So dish! What happened?"

Willow shifted from side to side a bit as she picked up the bowl of chili and began to eat it. The rod inside her snatch was starting to grow uncomfortably warm, and Willow figured that if she wanted to enjoy her last meal, she'd better start eating it.

"Well, we met in the quad, and she grabbed my hand and said she wanted to treat me at this amazing restaurant nearby."

"This place," Buffy realized.

"Yeah," Willow nodded. "Not that I, um… knew that then." Willow paused remembering. "Anyway, Lily, that was her name, dragged me over here and when I told her the same thing I told you, that the food here was disgusting chauvinist pig slop, she just asked me if I'd eaten here, and then told me that I shouldn't judge it until I had."

"Then what?" Buffy asked eagerly, leaning in as she finished up her own fries.

"Well, we got inside and I was a little… overwhelmed," Willow admitted.

"I can see why," Buffy agreed. Even a quick look around the place revealed a multitude of things that prior to today Buffy would have thought to have sent Willow into a terminal state of blushing and stammering. There were waitresses wearing Willow's admittedly extremely sexy uniform, their slits exposed, their nipples bared and half pierced for appraisal. There were menus filled with lurid and obscene pictures of girls playing with food, or even becoming food! And that was all before they even touched on the contents of the menu! Honestly Buffy wasn't sure how Willow wasn't still blushing a month later! Much less dressed in the same skimpy uniform and offering up her sexy little cunt for burgers.

"Yeah," Willow blushed, accepting the teasing in the spirit it was meant. "I sort of shut down till we got to our table. By then I was in too deep and I didn't want to make a scene by leaving."

"Understandable," Buffy half-laughed.

"So I opened the menu and… well, I almost dashed out anyway, but Lily stopped me and asked if I liked what I saw, and I guess I was just so shocked that I answered truthfully?" Willow continued, shifting her weight as both the heat and the tingling in her pussy stepped up in intensity.

"And then you couldn't leave?" Buffy guessed.

Willow nodded her agreement. "Right. And once that happened I sort of had to adjust or I'd have a stroke," Willow laughed. "Lily was really understanding about it all. She laughed and said that at least she knew I was attracted to girls too!”

Buffy laughed back, staring as Willow shifted and squirmed under the increased heat in her crotch before continuing.

“Then we went through the menu together, Lily pressing up next to me…” Willow shivered, something which had nothing to do with the non-existent cold and everything to do with her own arousal. “I told her that no matter how turned on I was, I'd never be able to bring myself to eat another girl,” Willow paused. “Actually I think the words I used were 'a helpless innocent girl'? So maybe I wasn't wrong about that after all?” she joked.

“Obviously you ate something,” Buffy coaxed, “Otherwise we wouldn't be sitting here like this, right?” she asked, her eyes dipping towards Willow's slowly cooking cunt.

“I'll get to that,” Willow chided laughing. “Anyway, after I told her that, Lily just sort of laughed at me and she kept going through the menu with me until the waitress came over.

“What happened then?” Buffy asked.

“Well, the waitress came up to us and greeted Lily by name and hugged her!” Willow revealed, squirming a bit to get comfortable as the dildo inside of her kicked the heat up yet another notch. Willow could feel herself “I had no idea what was going on until Lily introduced the waitress to me as Iris, her sister.”

“Her sister?”

“Yeah,” Willow agreed. “her younger sister. Just graduated high school and she decided to work here, of all places.”

Buffy's eyes widened a bit at that revelation. “Wait, you mean she…”

“Yeah,” Willow admitted. “Lily told me Iris had been fantasizing about it for years, and that Lily wanted to give her a treat for her birthday.”

“It was her sister's birthday!?” Buffy asked, surprised.

“Yeah,” Willow blushed, squirming as the cooking rod sizzled inside of her. “brings a different meaning to the term 'birthday meal' doesn't it?”

“Yeah,” Buffy considered. “You ordered her?” she asked, unconsciously leaning in close enough to smell the savory aroma of her best friend's slowly sizzling slit.

“I..” Willow paused, blushing in embarrassment. “It uh, took a little persuading,” she admitted thinking of what Lily had promised her to entice her, of how Iris felt beneath her fingers as she 'examined her meat'.

“I know that face!” Buffy crowed in triumph. “Spill!”

“They tag teamed me, Lilly was promising me a night I'd never forget… The things that came out of her mouth… I never even knew some of those things were possible.” Willow admitted. “And her sister… Iris was just so… sexy. And she clearly wanted it. She was practically dragging my fingers to her… her filet.” Willow squirmed. Her cunt was really cooking now, she could feel it. She picked up a few fries from her own order and dipped them in the chili, filling her mouth with the incredible taste of yesterday's orders, with just the right amount of spice added to really bring out their flavor. Goddess! She's had the chili before, but today's was something else. Idly Willow wondered if the meat was just that much better in this batch, or if the knowledge that she was going to be used for the next batch was just making it that much more exciting…

“I couldn't bring myself to say no,” Willow explained. “They were just so tempting, and I didn't want to disappoint them.”

“And you weren't just tempted by the thought of watching a girl cook her cunt in front of you?” Buffy teased.

“No!” Willow replied. “Well, maybe just a little…” she confided.

“Well I'm certainly enjoying the show,” Buffy admitted before taking a sip of her strawberry milkshake, her eyes flicking down to Willow's angry reddened cunt as it slowly began to creep into a well-cooked golden brown.

“I'm glad,” Willow admitted, blushing almost shyly at the compliment, pleased that Buffy was enjoying watching her roast.

“So what happened next?” Buffy asked eager to hear more about her best friend's descent into debauchery.

“Lily placed the order for me. 'One pussyburger, fresh, to share.' She said it so sexily, and goddess, Buffy! It looked like Iris was going to cum right then and there!” Willow confessed. “She got pretty much everything ready before I could blink, Buffy. That's how excited she was.” Willow continued, barely even pausing for a breath as her own cunt sizzled around the metal rod she'd impaled it upon. “You know, we only have two of these cunt cookers for the front, so there's a fifty/fifty chance that this is the same one Iris used to cook hers…” Willow trailed off, her slit squeezing the cunt cooker tight in realization, her slit still tingling from the sauce inside her. “That would be sexy, wouldn't it? Cooking your first pussyburger on the same rod that cooked mine?”

Buffy nodded, almost as enthralled by Willow's tale as by the sight of her best friend cooking for her. “Was it worth it?” she asked, curious.

“Cooking her?” Willow asked. “Snuffing her just so that I could enjoy a bite of her tender little twat?” Willow asked, with a deliberate emphasis on the last word. “Yes,” She stated. “Goddess! A million times yes! You have no idea how sexy it was, watching Lilly's sister bounce and writhe as she cooked, unable to escape her fate…” Willow confided before looking down at her own predicament. “Or maybe you do?” she blushed.

“But that wasn't even the best part! That came later, once she finished finally grilling her pussy," Willow paused to look down at her own almost finished slit, a minute, maybe less and she'd be done. She'd managed to finish off both her fried and her chili while telling the story, and her girl-milkshake was on its last dregs.

Buffy leaned in eager to hear what came next. She could already smell the hearty aroma of Willow's prepared sex as it emanated from her rapidly roasting pussy and despite knowing that it was Willow, despite it being her friend, it was all Buffy could do to wait until she could finally take a bite.

Willow could sense Buffy's impatience and see the hungry look in her eye. With the smell of her own roasting cunt heavy in the air, the redhead was certain that Buffy was wearing the exact same expression that she had watching Iris cook her own sex for her sister and her date. There was something predatory in Buffy's eyes. Buffy had set her eyes on her prey and Willow couldn't wait for her best friend to tear into it.

"Go on…" Buffy urged throatily in anticipation.

"Well, I could tell you…" Willow teased liltingly. "Or…" she paused as she wriggled her hips as temptingly as she could to loosen her slit from the rod within it. "I could show you."

Buffy's eyes widened and Willow knew what her best friend's choice was without her even having to open her mouth. Willow reached down and slid the straps of the specialized panties off her hips, sensuously pulling the cooking rod out of her perfectly done cunt on one smooth languid motion.

Buffy stared transfixed as Willow pulled the warm metal cock out from inside her; her perfectly cooked lips seared open all the way to the opening of her best friend's womb. What had once been a light pink pussy was now a stunning golden brown filet, and the steam spilling from between Willow's tantalizing lower lips smelled absolutely heavenly!

"Wow!" Buffy uttered breathlessly as she stared at her best friend's newly former sex. "That really is the best part!"

Willow giggled. "Are you sure?" she asked arching an eyebrow teasingly. "You don't think I'll taste any better than I look?" Willow asked.

Buffy blinked as she realized what she'd said. "Well," the blonde tried to recover, "I meant… um? I can't wait to dig in?"

Willow smiled, amused. Fingers of steam rose slowly from her thoroughly cooked cunt as she watched Buffy try, and fail to pull herself out of the hole she'd dug for herself. "If you can't figure out what to do with you mouth, maybe you should fill it with something?" Willow proposed, her cheeks blushing a bit as she realized just how forward she sounded.

But why shouldn't she be forward? What use was modesty now? It wasn't like she was going to survive the night after all!

With that thought in mind Willow picked up the condiments that sat in the middle of the table. "Once Lily's sister Iris was finished cooking, she picked up the sauce and…" Willow brought the nozzle of the bottle to her slightly gaping filet and pushed it into the entrance of her pussy.

Willow moaned as the tip of the sauce bottle slipped into her still steaming sex. She couldn't actually feel it as it slid inside, beyond a faint sense of pressure, but that only reinforced the reality of what her once beautiful pussy had become. Meat. She was meat now, and that fact more than made up for any loss of sensation in driving her arousal.

“She squirted a second shot right into her perfectly cooked little cunt,” Willow stated, as matter of factly as she could manage, squeezing the bottle to fill her own slit up with dripping, tangy burger sauce. “just… like… that,” Willow finished pulling the nozzle free with a thick wet slurp.

“Of course, a burger is hardly a burger unless it's on a bun, right?” Willow asked, repositioning the two halves of the burger bun on the tray in front of her and putting the bottom half directly beneath her still steaming cunt. Her hand trembling she reached for the filleting knife that she'd placed before coming out with Buffy's order.

“So she took a knife just like this,” Willow gestured, “And she handed it to me," Willow continued, taking hold of one of Buffy's hands and gently closing it around the handle of the knife that would spell her doom. And then…"

Buffy trembled a bit as Willow's fingers encircled hers, the warmth of her touch lingering as the redhead guided her aim, slowly sliding the blade into the gap between her left thigh and the delectable smelling little pussy that Buffy had ordered. Buffy swallowed eagerly as the knife easily slipped inside her best friend with only the slightest hint of resistance, a tiny gasp of pleasure escaping Willow's lips and the top of the handle touched the surface of her roasted flesh.

Buffy let go, staring enthralled at the sight of the knife buried all the way to the hilt in her best friend's cunt.

"Nnngh!" Willow moaned in pleasure. "I did that too you know," Willow uttered almost sultrily. "I couldn't believe I was actually snuffing a girl, that I was carving out her pussy so that I could… Mmmm… So that I could eat it," Buffy's bookish friend explained. "Lily had to take my place," Willow admitted. "But… watching Lily slice out her sister's sex for me to eat?" Willow paused. "That was just as fun as carving it out myself…"

Willow looked up from the knife they were both staring at and caught Buffy's eyes. "You've always been stronger than I was, do you want me to do it? Or do you want to snuff me yourself?" Willow asked, and from the tone of her voice it was absolutely clear which option the redhead would prefer.

Buffy shook herself free from her shock and leaned in for a kiss, placing it over Willow's lips in her own rush of arousal.

Willow leaned in, savoring the taste of her best friend's lips; salt and sex with just a hint of strawberry, the remnants of the prior appetizers lingering against her flesh.

Buffy broke the embrace before willow could deepen it, her eyes filled with boundless gratitude and more than a little pleasure. "Thank you Willow, for doing this," Buffy's eyes conveying the seriousness of her words as her gaze locked with the redheaded meal's. "You're the best friend I've ever had. I don't deserve you."

Willow smiled gently. "You've saved the world more than enough times to deserve a reward, Buffy. But that's not why I'm doing this," she admitted. "You were the best friend an awkward young gay nerd could ask for, and if the last thing I see today is your face lighting up at the taste of my pussy? It'll be worth it. I just hope you enjoy your burger as much as I have making it!" willow finished off, almost perkily.

Willow pulled Buffy's fingers to the knife again, and this time the blonde didn't pull back as they carved a large circle around the redhead's cooked cunt, together.

"Unnngh!" Willow groaned as the knife slid easily through her flesh, meeting up with the initial incision. "Goddess, Buffy! You have no idea how this feels!" She moaned in what was clearly pleasure from the painful act. "Keep cutting!" the redhead ordered, but there was no more to cut.

Willow's roasted cunt began to slide free as Buffy withdrew the knife; the perfect filet practically walling out of her to land on the bun she'd placed in anticipation. with a quick slice of the knife, taken from where Buffy put it down, Willow sliced her cunt free of her womb and collapsed, her back hitting the table with a thud loud enough to draw the attention of the other customers.

The clapping started soft, but it got louder quickly. It wasn't easy, "bagging a waitress" and it the other girls on staff and even a few regulars usually clapped when it happened. Whether the clapping was meant for her, or for Buffy, Willow didn't know, but when she clapped it was always meant with appreciation for both. Willow hoped that the people around her thought the same. Buffy certainly deserved some of the applause, if only for being so incredibly amazing.

Buffy wasn't sure what to do. Applause wasn't completely alien to her, but it was almost never directed at her. She blushed a bit, uncertain how to handle the appreciation until it finally died off.

"Well?" came the question. It was soft, weak as Willow struggled to prop herself up so she could see what would happen next. "What are you waiting for?" Willow asked. "Dig in. It's better when it's hot."

"You're always hot," Buffy admitted, still a little embarrassed by the attention she hadn't realized they'd had.

Still, Buffy followed her friend's advice and placed the top half of the bun over her newly prepared burger and picked it up.

The whole thing squished a bit in Buffy's hands, sauce oozing out from between Willow's former lower lips in an incredibly sexual display as it dripped down the side of her burger.

Willow stared as Buffy brought her pussyburger to her lips and bit in, tearing her once beautiful cunt apart with her perfect white teeth. She was completely entranced.

Buffy's eyes rolled back as the burger graced her tongue. She shivered in almost orgasmic pleasure as her best friend's most private parts hit her taste buds

"Holy shit! Willow you're delicious!" Buffy moaned as she pulled away, a seductive mixture of sauce and Willow's own juices dripping down her lips. "Fuck… Is all girlmeat this good?"

"Every burger I've eaten," Willow agreed. "Goddess… you have no idea how intense this is! Watching you eat me. Knowing that once you're done I'll be nothing more than the next batch of chili…" Willow gasped. "How does it feel?" She asked. "Eating your best friend?"

“Amazing!” Buffy admitted. “It feels absolutely incredible! The power of it… Eating you? It's… It's indescribable!” She could feel the warmth and arousal trapped in Willow's slit at the moment it was taken from her! Her juicy lips made the perfect burger, and the knowledge that it was Willow? That she wasn't just eating another girl's cunt, but that it was Willow's? That her redheaded friend wasn't just paying for her meal, she was paying for it with her life? The power behind that feeling was more than she could put into words!

She'd come to the Girlmeat Palace knowing a girl would be dying for her dinner. The thought had been like electricity inside her since she'd decided on this course; like tender sparks of lightning through her body, each stroke making her more and more aroused. But eating Willow? Knowing the girl inside the bun like that? It added something more ephemeral, didn't it?

Buffy thought to herself as she stared at the gaping hole she'd carved between her friend's thighs, its edges browned by the heat. 'But… it could be better couldn't it?' If this was the last time she'd ever see Willow; with the taste of her dripping from her lips? Then there was one way to make it even better…

"When you ate Iris, did you ever give her a bite?" Buffy asked.

Willow's eyes widened at the thought. "A bite?" she asked. "Of- Of her?"

"Yeah," Buffy agreed, a thin rivulet of sauce snaking down her chin.

Willow's imagination jolted to life as she thought about Buffy's question, she'd never done it, but there Iris was, clear as day in her mind as her sister fed her bite after bite of her own well-sauced sex. It was a waste, an incredible waste to feed a girl her own pussy after you'd taken so much time and effort to take it out of her, but… Girlmeat burgers wasn't just about the burgers was it? The uniforms weren't just to show off the menu. It was sex. Sex and power. And from that perspective, Buffy's question wasn't a waste at all. It was the opposite of waste! Feeding a girl her own pussy just so you could watch? Was there any purer expression of power and sex than that?

"No," Willow replied, her voice trembling, hopeful.

"Do you want one?" Buffy asked.

Did she? Willow wasn't sure. She was dying now, just a dead girl walking now. Or, not really? She wouldn't be walking anywhere once Buffy was gone; with her fillet plucked from between her thighs she couldn't. The other waitresses would have to carry her into the back to bleed out before parting her up for the chili and food for the 'night staff'. There was no point in eating anymore, it would be wasted. she wanted Buffy to enjoy as much of her as she could.

And yet…

Looking into Buffy's eyes she could see the hunger there, not just for her body, but for her. Buffy wanted her to say yes; she wanted to watch Willow take a bite of her own sex. If it were any other girl but Willow, Buffy might have ordered it, but it wasn't. Despite eating her; despite snuffing her for all intents and purposes! Buffy still respected her enough to ask.

Willow knew her friend, her best friend Buffy, wasn't asking her "do you want a taste of your own pussy?” In fact she wasn't asking a question at all. Buffy wanted to watch her eat her own cunt, to watch the sauce drip down her lips like it had Buffy's own; but, she didn't want to force her. The question wasn't a question; it was a way out.

“Please,” Willow replied. She was doing this for Buffy after all, it made sense to give her best friend what she wanted.

Seeing the smile that graced Buffy's face, the way her eyes lit up with joy at Willow's agreement, Willow was sure she'd made the right choice. She'd eaten Girlmeat before… this was just grown a little closer to home.

Buffy was grinning from ear to ear at her best friend's reply. She'd hoped Willow would agree, but she wasn't sure. Now though? Her heart was racing at the thought as she offered Willow the burger made from her own sex, sauce still dripping from half-eaten lips.

Willow took the burger carefully. She didn't want to drop it or all of this would be for nothing, all her sacrifice, her lust… Buffy might still eat it if she dropped it, but it would mar the experience.

Slowly the ravaged redhead lifted the taboo burger to her mouth and opened wide; then, with a quick glance at Buffy to make sure she was watching, Willow bit in.

She was delicious! There was no denying that. Willow wasn't sure whether she was just naturally tastier than the other burgers she'd eaten, or if the lurid nature of tasting her own pussy was adding extra spice to her meat, but regardless of the source, burger was one of the most delicious pieces of meat she'd ever tasted.

Buffy felt her sex clench with arousal at the sight of her best friend biting into her own cunt, sauce and juices smearing across her lips in equal measure. It was indescribably erotic. Not just the sight of Willow doing it, but that she was doing it for her; that was what added the extra layer of sexiness that brought it all to a T.

Willow kept her bite small, not wanting to deprive Buffy of any of her most precious meat, but unwilling to deny her friend her request. Her lips however were another matter. Willow's lips pressed hard against her warm cunt-meat, smearing her with enough sauce to make it practically drip down her chin. The taste lingered on her tongue, as she pulled the bun-wrapped burger away, presenting it back to her best friend, careful not to drop it as she took it back in hand.

"Thank you," Willow offered as demurely as she could. She hadn't wanted to eat herself, that wasn't what the fantasy she had pulled Buffy into was all about, but she didn't regret it either as long as Buffy enjoyed the show.

"No, thank you, Willow. You're the best friend I've ever had," Buffy paused, an impish grin coming to her face. "Especially for dinner!" she joked.

Willow smiled. "I'm glad you ordered me," she admitted. "Working at this place? Getting ordered, becoming girlmeat, it gets more and more tempting. I would have given in eventually. I'm glad it was you. You made my dirty little dreams come true."

Now it was Buffy's turn to blush as Willow finished her confession with a contented smile on her face. "I did it because you asked," Buffy admitted, bashfully taking another bite of her best friend's cunt. "What happens next?"

I've already paid for everything, so you don't need to stay to pay the bill once you're done enjoying me. You can have all my stuff? or give it to Dawn, I guess? She's closer to my size. Normally I'd ask you to erase my browsing history, but… After this? It probably won't surprise you," Willow joked. "Just enjoy me," Willow decided. "That's all I ask."

Buffy bit into her burger again, savoring the taste of her gorgeous friend. She chewed slowly, enjoying the sensation as she tore Willow's cunt apart with her teeth and swallowed it, destroying any hope her friend might have of ever recovering.

"And… what's going to happen to you?" Buffy asked as she finished swallowing the warmth of Willow's sex no longer sliding down her throat.

"Chili," Willow stated. "Maybe some nuggets, and fries for tomorrow? Hopefully I won't end up in the Ceasar salad."

Buffy looked her friend over. "Is that all? They're just going to grind you up and serve you as leftovers?" Buffy asked a bit disappointed.

"Well…" Willow grimaced. That wasn't all that would be happening to her, but she wasn't supposed to mention the rest of it.

"There's something else isn't there?" Buffy prodded, knowing her best friend well enough to sense there was more to it than what she was saying.

"You know that fancy girlmeat restaurant across town? Chez Jessica?" Willow asked.

Buffy nodded. She'd passed by it a couple times. She'd even looked at the menu once or twice but the prices were way out of her range! It cost over a hundred dollars for a steak there, and a fillet? There was no way she could afford it!

"The owner here owns that place too. It's how he keeps this place open. Most girls would rather volunteer to be burgers than to be spit-roasted for a fancy dinner. Being spitted just doesn't entice girls in the same way that the allure of seeing their pussy in a bun does. He gets a few girls now and then, but most of the meat at Chez Jessica? It's from Girlmeat Palace girls like me," Willow admitted.

"Sometimes other restaurants come by to supplement their stock too;" the redhead continued. "Once you leave, another waitress is going to carry me into the back to be butchered. Some of me will probably end up in the chili here. My tits are definitely getting turned into girl-grease for the fries. But my legs? My… my rump? Those almost always end up sold off as fancy roasts and steaks."

Buffy's eyes widened. "It's the same meat there as here?" she asked, shocked. "But they always say it's 100% fresh girlmeat!"

"And what do you think I am?" Willow asked arching one eyebrow. "They're not lying. They're just… not mentioning where they get it. The meat is perfectly fine. It's just cheaper here," Willow explained. "That's how this place stays open selling fresh fillets as twenty dollar burgers," she added. "So… don't tell anyone, okay?"

Buffy looked into her friend's eyes. Willow was using her resolve face. This was really important to her. Buffy wasn't sure why, but… if Willow cared that much about it?

"Okay," Buffy agreed. "I'll keep it secret."

"Thanks," Willow smiled. "Now finish up. I'll probably taste terrible cold," the redhead chided.

"You'd taste amazing no matter what temperature you were," Buffy disagreed, but the blonde followed her friend's advice anyway, finishing off her burger in just a few more bites.

That was it. She was done. As soon as she left Willow would be hauled into the back to be butchered. Her best friend was meat now, but with her belly full and her mind teeming with fantasy fuel, Buffy didn't feel as bad about that as she thought. Willow wanted it, she was the one that offered, and… she was glad it was Buffy that had done it. Still, it seemed a bit disrespectful to just leave.

Buffy got up and slid out of the booth before bending over her best friend and placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Thanks a lot Willow," Buffy whispered. "You were amazing. I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did."

"More, probably," Willow admitted. "Thanks Buffy. I'm glad you enjoyed me. Now, go out and have a good time. Girlmeat is a natural aphrodisiac!"

"Don't worry," Buffy grinned tossing one last comment over her shoulder as she left, "I can tell!"

THE END