==Chapter 2, The Best Burgers (Cannibalism)==

Two women walked down the dirt path between tents, following their nose in pursuit of a delicious smell. The younger of the two appeared to be in her mid teens, the older in her early thirties. The pair looked similar, and most would correctly guess them to be mother and daughter. The daughter was an inch or two taller, with a little less meat on her bones. Both their chests leaned slightly more towards large than medium. The daughter's tits were ever so slightly more firm, but the mother's showed no signs of sagging. The daughter's long brown hair was in twin braids that fell to her mid back, the mother's even longer hair flowed unbound to the top of her ass. The teen wore a string of small sea shells diagonally across her hips like a belt. The mother wore a few strings of iridescent beads around her neck and had a messenger bag slung across her body, the strap nestled between her tits. Other than that the only things the pair wore were flip flops to protect from the hot desert sand and sunscreen to protect from the hot desert sun.

It didn't take long for the pair to find the source of the smell. The found a man standing behind a grill in the shade beneath a canopy. The man had a bit of gray in his beard, and the girls didn't see any hair sticking out from the floppy chef's hat that lay upon his head. Other than the hat the only thing he wore was a well worn apron, stained from years of regular use.

"Welcome ladies!" The man called out. "Care for some burgers? I don't mean to boast, but my burgers have been getting better every year and I think I might now make the best girl meat burgers in this whole place!"

"We'd love some!" said the mother, the daughter nodding emphatically in agreement.

"Great! You need me to leave onions or anything off?" the man asked.

"I'm good with whatever, chef knows best!" the daughter said, to which the mother nodded in agreement.

"Even better!" the man said before turning his focus back to the grill.

The mother pulled out a blanket from her bag and laid it out on the ground. The two girls took a seat and chatted lightly while waiting for their food. A few minutes later the man walked over and handed them each a plate.

The two girls tore hungrily into their burgers. Both paused briefly as surprise blossomed across their face. They then dug into their burgers with renewed gusto, polishing them off in short order.

"How was it?" The man asked with a grin, already knowing what they thought from their expressions.

"I can't speak for the best in camp, but it was certainly the best burger I've ever had." The mother said, leisurely leaning back on the palm of one hand while patting her stomach in satisfaction.

"Same here, absolutely delicious!" the daughter added, sitting cross legged and leaning slightly forward.

"That's fantastic to hear, this is what keeps bringing me back every year." the man said with a grin. "I don't suppose either of you ladies were looking to volunteer as meat? I'm running a little low."

The girls shared a brief glance before turning back to the man.

"We'd be happy to help if you really need it, we were kinda hoping to last at least a day or two though." the mother replied.

"No worries there, I pride myself on making the best burgers I can, and as a consequence this ends up being a fairly small operation. I wouldn't be able to finish off a whole woman while she is still at her most fresh and delicious, let alone two. I was thinking a leg would tide me over 'til I find my next volunteer. Yours thighs look like they would make especially delicious patties." the man said, gesturing towards the teen's legs.

"Thanks!" the girl said, leaning back on her hands and stretching out her legs, one of which she wiggled enticingly. "If you think it'll make burgers as delicious as what you just fed me I'd absolutely love to!"

"Fantastic. You'll be even more delicious, I assure you!" the man said with a wide grin. "I'll go grab my saw."

The man left and quickly returned with said tool.

"Which do you want?" The teen asked, sticking her legs in the air and lightly kicking them back and forth.

"Both look absolutely delicious, so your choice. Whichever one you think you would miss least." The man replied.

"This one I guess." The teen replied, letting her left leg fall back to the blanket and wiggling her right.

"Excellent choice." The man said, groaning a little as he knelt on the blanket and started to line up his tool.

"Do you want anything for the pain dear?" The mother asked, already rummaging through her bag.

"Sure mom." the teen replied.

"Dullers or a euphoric?" the mother asked.

"Surprise me." the teen replied after considering for a moment.

The mother popped open a bottle of pills and poured two into her palm. She popped them into her own mouth then grabbed the sides of her daughter's head and locked lips with her. They wrestled tongues for a few seconds before the mother pulled away and the daughter swallowed.

The man began to saw and it quickly became evident which pills the teen had been given. She moaned with every pull of the saw through her leg. Her pupils were dilated, her tongue lolled from her mouth, her nipples were hard as rocks, and she was visibly dripping arousal onto the blanket.

"Oh fuck, fuck! Cut it off, it feels so good, cripple me, cook me! Aaugghhh!" the girl cried out, writhing in pleasure as the man continued to saw.

The man suspected that the pills might have also contained some more conventional party drugs in addition to the pain converter.

The mother moved behind her daughter, using all her weight to help pin her convulsing daughter's shoulders to the blanket as her body was wracked by wave after wave of bliss.

"Take the other while you're down there! Chop off my arms and slap me on the grill! Fuck! I.. Augghh.. Fuck me-- cook me to death! Eat me raw! Sink your teeth into my sexy meat!" she cried out deliriously, not even noticing when the man finished cutting through.

As the girl continued to ramble the man started to clamp her blood vessels with small plastic clamps. He then started to spread a modern medical sealing gel over the stump before wrapping the whole thing in bandages. Many people still preferred the tried and true method of cauterization for wounds of this magnitude, often saying that it felt more raw and visceral, more real, but the man put the quality of his meals first and the stench of cauterized flesh was not conducive to a pleasant dining experience in his opinion.

The girl had come down a bit, her eyes were still unfocused but she had stopped rambling. Her mother helped her sit up and drink some water. The man collected the leg and started to examine it, mentally planning ahead how he was going to butcher, prepare, and cook it.

"Thanks again for the burgers."

The man looked up to see that the mother had gathered their things and was now propping up her unsteady daughter with her shoulder.

"You're welcome. And thank you for the meat!" he replied, gesturing with the leg he held.

"Thanks for the sawing, felt better than fuckin' fucking." the girl slurred out with a giggle.

The man let out a hearty laugh.

"Think that was more the drugs than any technique I can claim to have, but you're welcome all the same." he replied with a smile. "You might want to seek more professional medical attention if you plan to last for more than a few hours. You two take care!"

"We will!" the mother replied.

The pair slowly tottered off from beneath the canopy and the man got to work.