Pt 4

During the meal, the four girls who were old enough to have their own phones exchanged contact information and, over the next few days, they chatted regularly, especially Megan and Laura who often Skyped with each other. It was during one such conversation that Jessica walked in to talk to her daughter and was pleased to find her talking to the older sisters as the conversation concerned them too.

“Oh great!” The young woman smiled. “You’re all here! Obviously we’ll need to check with your mum but I don’t think she’d have a problem with it. I have my last dress fitting on Saturday, in the morning, and it would be a great chance to get you all fitted for your bridesmaid’s dresses.” She spoke over her daughter’s shoulder into the camera.

“Dresses?” Laura looked up at her, a little puzzled, “Aren’t we going to be nude?” Melody put down her magazine and leaned in interestedly. Not much had really been discussed about the day itself, other than the cooking methods, but she too had rather assumed that they would be naked – showing off their bodies to those who would soon be eating them.

“You will be by the time you’re cooked, of course.” Jessica smiled, “But I want you all to have pretty dresses for the ceremony and some of the photos afterwards. Then we’ll undress you and the guests can get a good look at what’s on the menu.” Megan rather liked the way she had phrased this, implying that she and Uncle Frank would be removing the clothes from them rather than asking them to undress. It made her feel even more like meat rather than a person and it was a feeling she found she very much liked! “Since you’re not going to be needing them afterwards, the wedding boutique has agreed that we can hire dresses from their stock. They’re all the same style, I just need you all to come along so they can pick out the right sizes for all of you.”

“What about Stephanie?” asked Daisy. She had been laying on the bed colouring pictures in a book but had sat up to pay attention when her mum came in.

“Who’s Stephanie?” asked Megan, a little confused.

“Stephanie’s Daisy’s best friend from school.” chuckled Jessica. “When she heard what Daisy was going to be doing at the wedding she begged to be allowed to join in so she’ll be joining Daisy in the pot. Not a whole lot of meat on her but Daisy makes up for that, don’t you pumpkin?” The seven year old giggled. “And I’m sure she’ll add nicely to the flavour! After all, a lot of the taste in a stew comes from the bones after all! But no,” she smiled at her daughter, “she’s not a bridesmaid so she doesn’t get a matching dress. She can just wear something nice, whatever she would normally wear to a party, until it’s time to get naked.”

“Sounds like a plan with the dresses.” Melody smiled. “What about underwear and bras? We don’t want pressure lines?”

“We’ll take advice from the folk at the shop.” Jessica assured her, “They know what they’re doing after all.” Melody understood that, while it was by no means the case that every wedding involved the bridesmaids getting eaten these days, it was not exactly uncommon either and anyone who worked in the wedding industry would have dealt with several such situations before.

Saturday arrived and Megan and Melody were riding in their mum’s car to the address they had been given. They knew for sure they were at the right place when they recognised Jessica’s car parked outside, having seen it outside Uncle Frank’s the weekend before. From the front it seemed like a fairly standard bridal boutique with lots of dresses on display, long mirrors and changing cubicles big enough for the bride herself and up to two helpers as wedding dresses are not the easiest of garments to put on and take off by yourself.

As they walked in, they were greeted by a smiling young woman in a little too much makeup who led them to a back room where Jessica and her three girls were waiting for them. It was a very cosy room, circular with full-length mirrors on the wall with pale green drapes in between. In the middle was a soft round seating unit in the same colour and two-person sofas covered in very soft velvet were positioned around the edge of the room.

Jessica and her girls all grinned happily when they came in and the two older girls, who were in the nude, ran to hug the sisters. Jessica, who was busy undressing Claire, gave everyone a friendly wave.

“So we have to get undressed?” Melody asked.

“Yes, please.” Jessica smiled. “The dresses you’ll be trying on are ones they rent out to bridesmaids who are going to be eaten afterwards and they have special underwear that goes with them. You won’t be able to try them on if you’ve got your own clothes on. Hope you don’t mind?”

“Not at all!” Melody grinned, sitting down to start by taking off her shoes and socks. “We’re meat girls after all!” Megan sat down beside her sister and soon both were naked. Laura came and sat beside her spit-sister, looking at her with the adoration younger children often feel for slightly older friends that they look up to. Daisy sat on Melody’s lap and, as soon as her mum had finished undressing her, Claire ran over to sit on Megan’s.

“So what exactly do you have in mind for the day?” the sister’s mum asked Jessica, making conversation while they waited for the shop assistant to come and show them the dresses. “The girls said you will undress them after some of the photos?”

“That’s right,” Jessica smiled, “the wedding planner said it was as sort of symbolic thing for the bride and groom to take the bridesmaids’ clothes off rather than letting them do it themselves. It’s apparently a sign of ownership, of the transition from people to meat. Of course,” she turned to the sisters with a slightly worried look, “if that’s okay with you? You’re doing us such a wonderful favour, we don’t want to embarrass you or make you feel awkward!”

“Of course!” Megan grinned, “I really like the idea!”

“So will you take more photos when once we’re in the nude?” asked Laura, apparently quite keen to show off her young body before going on the spit.

“Yes.” her mum smiled, “I think that would be nice. Then there will be half an hour or so before most of you need to start cooking. We’re going to undress Sophie at the same time so she will be with you. You’ll be able to wander round, have a drink, chat to the other guests, that sort of thing. I’m sure lots of them would be very interested to talk to you and get to know you a little before you’re cooked. Claire’s actually going to need the most prep and of course she is being cooked in the kitchen rather than on the patio like the rest of you so she’ll need to be taken in pretty quickly but there’s less rush with the rest of you.”

“I’m going to be a chicken!” Claire announced with a giggle as if this was news.

“And a very tasty one too!” Megan teased, flipping the little girl onto her belly and giving her peachy behind a squeeze followed by a playful spank. “I think everyone’s looking forward to a slice of this!” This made Claire giggle even more.

“So when the caterers tell us the pot is ready,” Jessica continued, amused by the banter between the girls, “Daisy and Stephanie can get in. It’s going to heat up slowly, apparently the finished stew tastes better that way. They’ll be able to play around and chat for up to an hour, I’m told. In the mean time, you, Melody, will be chained to your frame then we get our two piggies spitted. Once they’re over the coals, Frank and I will take the first cuts of Melody before everyone else digs in. You’re basically going to be the appetiser while everyone waits for the other girls to cook.”

“Sounds good to me!” Melody grinned, imagining what an appetite her body would work up for the hungry guests. Laura took Megan’s hand and gave it a little squeeze, apparently very pleased with the idea that they would be cooking side by side.

The door to the fitting room opened and everyone looked up, expecting it to be the shop assistant come to start their session but instead it was the woman who had shown them in a few minutes earlier, accompanied by three others. They were a woman in her thirties with two girls, both enough like her that they were clearly her daughters. One was around Melody’s age, or perhaps a little older and the other was ten or eleven. Both were quite tall and athletic with long, straight, dark black hair although the older girl’s seemed to be dyed a darker than natural shade which complimented her black eye-liner and heavy rock-inspired clothes. The younger who was fresh-faced and very pretty was wearing a simple blue summer dress and white sandals.

“Okay,” the woman who had shown them in smiled, “you two get undressed and someone will be with you shortly.” Brief, slightly awkward smiles were exchanged between the two parties, neither of which had been expecting another group to be there, but the room was big enough and all the girls had to adjust to the idea of public nudity anyway, even if they were not already okay with it. This did not seem to be an issue for anyone, however. Both newcomers started to strip but, when she was down to her red lacy bra and panties, the older girl started to complain.

“I really don’t see why I have to do this!” She grumbled.

“Because it’s your aunt’s wedding and you agreed!” the mother reminded her a little sharply, apparently rather bored of having this conversation or ones like it.

“I agreed to be meat.” the teen muttered as she unhooked her bra. “Not some stupid bridesmaid! If she wants us to be at the ceremony, why can’t we just be naked already?” Laura glanced up at Megan with a slightly cheeky smile, knowing that this was a question they had also discussed between themselves.

“Oh come on, don’t be silly.” sighed the mum, accepting the dress from her younger daughter who was now dressed only in a pair of white cotton knickers. “it’s only for a couple of hours, then you can strip off and an hour or so after that, you won’t care about anything any more!”

“S’pose.” the teen muttered grumpily, peeling off her underwear and revealing her shaved vulva. Melody couldn’t help being a little envious of her toned figure, especially her breasts which were firm and quite large for her age. Puberty clearly had still to hit the younger sister but she also had a great figure – athletic with a cute bubble-butt and very shapely vulva. Her skin was pale and her small nipples pink and perfectly round. Jessica’s bridesmaids couldn’t help wondering how she was going to be cooked.

There was a brief, awkward pause as the two newly-naked girls sat down and everyone wondering what the etiquette of such a situation was. Were they supposed to wait quietly, like in a doctor’s waiting room, or make small-talk while they waited? Fortunately, the situation was resolved as few moments later when two assistants came in, both with what looked like bundles of fabric in their arms, introducing themselves rapidly and apologising profusely about the delay.