Pt 19

Getting the nod from his superior, Jack had taken off his own clothes and set them neatly on a clean counter-top. It felt a little surreal to be naked in his workplace, especially when every other naked person he had seen there was killed and cooked shortly after. Although, he had reflected it himself, he was unlikely to be mistaken for a meat-girl by any of his colleagues!

Julia had giggled prettily, seeing how obviously excited he was to grant her final wish and had allowed him to lead her into the shower which he had switched on, dousing them both in the hot spray, something which he had always found very erotic. There was no curtain on these deep shower cubicles but he hadn’t cared, pushing the girl up against the black-tiled wall and kissing her deeply, fondling her large breasts as he did so before running his hand down her belly and slipping tow fingers into her eager pussy.

Knowing they did not have long, he had crushed his body up against hers then slid his throbbing erection inside her, making the horny meat-girl gasp with surprise and delight. As both were young and incredibly aroused by the situation, it did not take long for him to feel that he was close to climax and, from the sounds that she was making, Julia was already on her second and building to a third.

At that point, the chef had come over and caught his eye then tapped his wrist meaningfully, where someone might wear their watch. He had known this meant time was short and he needed to get on with things. As his boss handed him a long, sharp knife, Jack had reflected that the interaction gave him just the distraction he needed to delay his own orgasm for long enough to do what needed to be done.

He had not needed to say anything to Julia who had licked her lips excitedly at the sight on the knife and allowed him to turn her around so that her round, meaty behind had been pushed into his crotch and braced herself with her hands against the wall. Once again, Jack had taken a moment to explore her nubile young body, especially enjoying the feel of her fairly large breast as he worked his way up to her head which once again entering her but this time from behind and far more roughly. The meat-girl seemed to have no complaints as he pounded, his thighs slapping noisily against her buttocks.

He had given up trying to count her orgasms as he felt his own building – she had to be on her third or fourth, so aroused was she by the thought of becoming meat, and it seemed she was just experiencing one long, unending orgasm now. Taking hold of her soaked hair, he had yanked her head back roughly, exposing her neck and, at the moment of his own climax, drawn the blade across her throat. The blood gushed forth from the wound just as a very different bodily fluid spurted into her.

He had not had long to enjoy the moment, however, as the chef had then reached in to turn off the water and stepped in to help him hang the carcass that seconds earlier had been his lover from the meat-hooks hung from the ceiling of the shower area. He had then taken the shower head down and rinsed off his still very aroused body before adjusting the head like a garden hose so that it would shoot a more focussed jet. While he was doing this, the chef had slit Julia’s belly open and removed her viscera then left Jack to the business of cleaning out the inside.

Thinking it easier than putting on protective clothing, Jack had opted to remain naked while parting out Julia’s meat and passing the larger pieces to his boss for the final touches that required his practised finesse. He had then jumped back in the shower to clean up before getting dressed once more to bring out the platter of freshly-cut meat. It could never be said that his job was without its perks!

Although Melody was no longer alive, there was still a fair bit of meat to be had on her young body and, although they were curious about the fresh arrival, most waiting diners, many of whom were now on their second portion of Melody-meat, seemed keener to select their own cuts from the hanging carcass.

Once all the easily-cut meat had been removed, she would be taken down and her remains added to the stew-pot along with the younger girls, two of whom had by that time expired, been hauled out by the hair and beheaded, their bodies chopped to pieces before being returned to the pot and their heads mounted on the waiting spikes.

Although she had been the first in, Stephanie was the only one still alive, holding on with all her willpower so that she could enjoy as much of being cooked as possible. It had been quite a thrill watching first Chelsea then Daisy pass away then be chopped to pieces and knowing that it would soon happen to her. She wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. Although she now had very little feeling left in her scalded body, the young girl reached down between her legs and slid her fingers inside as she had often done in the bath, determined to enjoy her last few minutes as much as possible.