Turning Twelve and Tasty
By
Edward Hyde


Prologue


“How do I look?” Cameron asked, turning to his mum and straightening the rhinestone-bedazzled cowboy hat.

“Very pretty!” his mum Angela laughed. “Sure you don’t want a wig?”

“Nah!” he giggled. “Those get pretty itchy!”

“True!” she chuckled. She looked down a little pointedly between her son’s legs. “And you definitely don’t want to wear some trunks? Or a thong or anything?”

“None of the girls will be!” Cameron reminded her, folding his arms. “I don’t want to be the odd one out!” His mum chuckled and shook her head, realising there was no point in bringing up the very obvious difference between him and the rest of the party guests. Her son was so excited to have been invited to his best friend’s Sidney party, usually a strictly girls-only event, and she didn’t want to spoil his fun.

“Just make sure you keep it to yourself!” she teased. “I don’t want angry parents coming round demanding a shot-gun wedding!”

“Mum!” Cameron exclaimed, shocked and embarrassed. “It’s not that sort of party!”

“I know! I know!” she chuckled once more. She looked her twelve year old son up and down, naked except for the hat and the pair of white leather, bedazzled cowboy boots they had picked out together. Knowing that the other guests would be smooth and oven-ready, she had helped him shave what little pubic hair he had as well as the fuzz under his arms and brought him a tube of hair-removal cream that he had used in the shower to finish the job. “Come on, Dolly Paton!” she grinned. “I’ll drive you over!”

Across town, Cameron’s best friend Sarah was putting on a similar outfit, except her hat and boots were pink, a shade which pleasantly complemented her honey-coloured skin and golden hair. Other than the fact that her hair was straighter, thick with a gentle, natural wave, rather than Sidney’s wild curls, she thought she looked a lot like the original!

“Looking gorgeous, honey!” her Daddy Ed grinned, walking into her room and standing behind her as she admired herself in the full-length mirror, giving him a great view of her lovely young body from both sides.

“And tasty, Daddy?” she turned and grinned at him, posing like Sidney on one of her famous posters with her hip popped and her finger pushing up the brim of her hat.

“Absolutely delicious!” he stepped forward and put his arms around her and gave her a loving hug before reaching down and giving her bare behind a cheeky squeeze, making her giggle. “Can’t wait for a slice of this!”

“Well you have to, I’m afraid!” she teased. “But just a few more days!” She put her arms around her beloved Daddy’s waist and pulled him close, giggling as she felt the hard bulge in his trousers, before kissing him deeply and with passion.

As he felt his daughter’s warm, all but naked body pressed against him, Ed thought back to the afternoon three weeks before when she had told him how she wanted to celebrate her upcoming twelfth birthday.


Chapter One: Party Planning


“Daddy?” she had asked after taking longer than usual to scrape every last trace of icecream from her bowl. Ed had known there was something on her mind but had equally understood that he needed to give her the space to come out with it in her own time. He leaned forward and smiled encouragingly, waiting to hear what she had to say. “I’ve been thinking about my birthday.”

“Oh yes?” he’d smiled and waited.

“I’m going to be twelve, right?” He nodded. “And that’s the age Sidney Roebuck was when she was harvested!”

“That’s right!” he confirmed. A few weeks earlier, they had watched a documentary on television about the visionary young girl who had changed the eating habits of the entire world, followed by a movie about her life. Sarah had been fascinated to find out the real history behind the well-known corporate mascot.

“Well… I’ve decided that’s what I’d like for my birthday!” This was not really too big a surprise to Ed, given how much interest his little girl had shown in the story and how keen she’d been to be eaten, ever since she’d realised, at around age four, that Girl, the meat she so enjoyed, was really made from chopped-up girls and women like herself. He was honestly surprised that she had waited as long as she had before asking to cook but she was also a bright, happy girl who loved her life and he supposed that she was waiting for the right occasion. It seemed like that occasion had now come.

“To be harvested?” he asked, wanting to be sure he’d understood her correctly.

“Yes! I’d love you and my friends to eat me!”

“Well you certainly look delicious!” he smiled warmly. “Do you want to book a room at Sidney’s? Or a barbecue in the garden perhaps? Or at the park?”

“I’d like to cook in the garden!” Sarah grinned. “I’ve been thinking about it a lot! But, Daddy? You remember the school fair last year where those three girls danced to that funny French song before they cooked? And acted like they were captured by a cannibal tribe?”

“How could I forget!” Ed chuckled, remembering the three tasty young girls wiggling their rumps provocatively to the music, trying and succeeding to get everyone in the audience hungry for their bodies. It had been quite an experience and had made their meat even more enjoyable once they were cooked for real later.

“Well I’d like to do a theme party like that!” grinned Sarah. “I’d like to be an explorer captured and cooked by a savage tribe! We can ask everyone to dress up!”

“That does sound like fun!” Ed sipped his coffee. “You know, I went to a party a bit like that back when I was… ooh, about nine I guess? Maybe ten? I was at Junior school anyway. It was actually the first time I ever had girl-meat!”

“Wait, what?!” Sarah exclaimed. “You didn’t have girl-meat until you were ten? But Sidney was harvested before you were born! You said so when we watched the movie! Were Grandma and Grandpa vegetarians or something?”

“No, no!” Ed chuckled. “The whole eating girls thing took a while to catch on, especially over here! Like, it was a thing that you heard about people doing and there were one or two Sidney’s restaurants but it really wasn’t a common thing. You certainly couldn’t buy Girl in the supermarket like you can now, there were no farms or anything.”

“Weird.” Sarah shook her head, bemused by the idea of a world where someone could go a whole ten years before they tasted Girl.

“Your face is weird!” Ed teased, sticking out his tongue and making his daughter giggle with the old cliché joke they often threw playfully at each other. She pulled a face right back at him before he continued his story.

“So anyway, there were these girls in my class, twins, and they had this big garden with a pool! They decided they wanted to be the food for their own birthday party and their parents set up the garden to look like a cannibal village, with sand and bones and stuff and a fake pot that the rest of us could pose in, pretending we were cooking!”

“That sounds fun!” Sarah giggled. “Did they cook in a real pot?”

“No, they got cooked on spits, but kinda modern-looking ones. I remember thinking it was a shame that they didn’t manage to get ones that matched the theme better but, like I said, it was all pretty new back then and I guess there weren’t so many options available. But until they cooked, they were tied to these poles, naked apart from those explorer hats, like in the movies?”

“Like the dancers wore?” Sarah beamed.

“Yeah! Just like those!” Ed agreed, nodding. “And they had stuff for the rest of us to dress up in so we looked like cartoon cannibals!”

“That must have been fun!” enthused Sarah. “And I bet you liked seeing the twins in the nude!” she added with a giggle.

“That wasn’t horrible, yeah!” Ed agreed, blushing a little. “And lots of the other girls stripped off to pose with the pot too! There was this one brother and sister who always went all-out for fancy dress parties and stuff. They came in these awesome costumes that looked really authentic, with body-paint and everything!”

“Sounds really cool!” Sarah grinned. “I’d love to do a party like that! Can we, Daddy? I’ll be a prisoner and everyone else can be cannibals and cook me over a roasting pit? But I want wooden spit so it looks right! An old-fashioned one! People can take it in turns to turn me, I bet they’d like that!”

“I’m sure we can manage that!” Ed had agreed enthusiastically. “And I bet your friends would all dress up! Hey! I’ve got an idea!”

“Ooh?” Sarah was intrigued. “What is it, Daddy?”

“Well maybe the school would let us borrow once of the costumes the dancers used in the Summer? There were three of them so I bet one of them would fit you! Then we can get someone to catch and strip you, rather than just being tied to the post already when the guests arrive?”

“I bet Cameron would be up for that!” Sarah giggled. “Great idea, Daddy! You’re so clever!”

“Well a girl only gets to be harvested once, huh?” He grinned proudly, sipping his coffee some more, “and it is your birthday party too! We want to make it as fun as possible for you as well as everyone else!”

“Thanks, Daddy! You’re the best!” She came around the table and sat on his lap, putting her arms around his neck and kissing him. He cuddled her around the waist, sensing that another request was on its way. “So, speaking of my friends…” she smiled up at him and Ed chuckled lightly to himself, feeling vindicated.

“Hmm?” she smiled.

“Well after we watched the movie the other night, I started reading everything I could online about Sidney and I found this really fun thing that lots of girls in America are doing!”

“Oh?” Ed asked, genuinely intrigued, “What’s that?”

“Well, since a girl who gets cooked at her own birthday party misses out on most of it,” she explained, “they often have a smaller one beforehand with a few of their best friends, like a sleepover? And everyone dresses like Sidney did for her interviews and stuff! With the hat and the boots! It’s called a Sidney party!”

“That does sound fun!” Ed agreed. “I think my friend’s daughter from work did that. There were pictures on her profile of a bunch of girls dressed like from a few days before they ate her. Makes sense!”

“So can I do that, Daddy?” Sarah looked up pleadingly, her big green eyes wide and sparkling. “It would be so much fun and I think I’d look really pretty in a Sidney costume!”

“I’m sure you would!” Ed nodded, already imagining the sight. He had always thought that a few token pieces of clothing made a girl look more naked somehow than when she had nothing on at all and it was definitely more erotic than just being undressed for a bath or something. “Think your friends would be up for that? I guess they could wear bikinis or something if they were shy?”

“Oh no, Daddy!” Sarah frowned. “That would be totally against the spirt of it! I bet they’d be fine with proper Sidney costumes! After all, I bet they’re all used to being naked in front of their own Daddies, why should they be shy about being naked in front of mine?”

“What about Cameron?” Ed asked with a slight chuckle. “You always say he’s your best friend after all! But aren’t Sidney parties just for girls?”

“He can be an honorary girl for the night!” she giggled. “I bet he wouldn’t mind if it meant he got to hang out with a bunch of naked girls!”

“Would you get him to dress as Orin Roebuck, maybe?” Ed suggested.

“Of course not!” Sarah giggled. “If he’s coming to a Sidney party he has to be a Sidney like everyone else!”

“I see!” Ed chuckled, finding the mental image quite comical. “You really think he’d be up for that?”

“Of course he will,” Sarah nodded confidently, “if I ask him!”

And so, with everything settled, the plans had been put into motion. After getting in touch with the school, Ed had been pleased to find that he was welcome to borrow not only as many of the costumes and props as he wanted but also the set that the dad of one of the dancers had built for the performance which had apparently just been taking up space in his garage ever since.

Since the school’s cooking equipment was, by necessity, all very modern, and Sarah had specifically requested an old-fashioned spit, he had gone online to see what might be available for rent, finding the perfect thing eventually on a theatrical supply website – a black cast iron spit with a wooden frame which, while designed as a prop, the website assured him, was fully functional! It would not be too difficult to construct a stone pit underneath for the charcoal. With everything in place, Sarah had set to work on the guest list for the cannibal-themed birthday party which would be on the Saturday after her birthday and the much smaller list for her Sidney party which would be held the evening and night of Wednesday, her actual birthday. Luckily it was the school holidays so the parents of her few close friends would not mind them going to a sleep-over on a week night.

“We need photos for the invitations, Daddy!” Sarah had informed him the Saturday after their conversation. “Can we go find me a Sidney costume so I can wear it for that one? Can we pick up the explorer costume already?”

“I’m sure we can!” Ed smiled. “She said to pop over any time to collect it so we can do that on the way to the mall! I’m sure the big shoe-store there will have something suitable and I know the costume store has hats if nowhere else does.”

At Sarah’s suggestion, they went first to pick up Cameron. If he was going to help with the cooking, after all, then he would need a good cannibal costume and it would be fun to try on Sidney hats with him! He was the only friend that she had told about her plans so far and he had promised not to spill the beans!

The first stop had been to the house of Mrs Henderson, one of the parents of the dancing trio from the Summer fair. After the show, Ed had learned from the school, she had taken the costumes she made home with her, since there was nowhere at the school to keep them, with the promise that they could be borrowed back any time they were needed. She had been delighted, when he called her to enquire, that one of them would get used again and, when he had called again that morning to tell her to arrange collection, she had promised to get them all out so that Sarah could choose the one that fitted the best. It was also an opportunity for Sarah and Ed to check out the sets and props in the garage which Mr Henderson had promised to deliver with his friend’s trailer after work on the Friday before the party so there would be time to set them up.

When they arrived at the house, the sweet lady welcomed them in and showed them the three costumes laid out on the sofa. Sarah recognised the photos on top of the television as a formal school photo of Mrs Henderson’s daughter and a fun group shot of the trio in their explorer costumes. Certainly many photos and videos had been made of their performance, where the costumes were theatrically torn off them within the first half a minute, leaving them naked for the rest of their dance, but Sarah supposed that such photos had maybe not been deemed suitable for the living room and wondered if there might be any displayed anywhere else in the house.

“Take a look,” Mrs Henderson smiled, “and see which one fits you best. I’ll pop the kettle on. Would you like tea or a cold drink?” she asked the children.

“A cold drink, please!” Sarah replied politely and Cameron nodded his agreement before choosing from the offered selection then, when the host left to prepare the drinks, Sarah eagerly began picking up the costume bits. The first thing she did was to put one of the hats on, giggling as she did so, then began to hold up the tops to see which one looked closest. The costumes all comprised hats, sleeveless jackets in thick tan canvas and matching shorts which were very short indeed and designed to be tight, as well as knee-high socks and hiking boots. The jackets and shorts were all held together with poppers, easy to undo in time to music, and the socks had strips of velcro up the back so that they could be ripped off. Of course the little show Sarah and Cameron put on would not be the same as the one the costumes had been made for but the ability to remove it easily would definitely be a plus!

When Mrs Henderson came back into the room, Sarah was trying to pull one of the jackets closed across her chest over her t-shirt while Cameron, also wearing one of the hats, was trying to tug a pair of the shorts closed over the short leggings she was already wearing.

“You know, they’re not designed to go over anything else!” she reminded them, setting down the tray of drinks and handing a mug of hot tea to Ed. “And they’re supposed to be really tight! I see you wore light clothes but even the layers that you’ve got on will mean they don’t fit quite right! Especially as you’re a little older, I think, than the girls that I made them for were?”

“Oh yeah!” Sarah giggled, slipping off the costume jacket and lightly slapping Cameron’s hand away from the shorts. “D’oh!” she giggled. “Guess I’d better try them on properly!”

“Do you want me to go to the kitchen or something?” Cameron offered gallantly, secretly hoping that she would say not. He and Sarah were just friends and, as close as they were, he had no real romantic feelings for her, but he was still a boy in the early months of puberty and she was a very attractive girl and the chance to see her naked was not something he particularly wanted to miss!

“Don’t be silly!” Sarah grinned, already lifting up her foot to untie and pull off her sneaker. “You’re going to see me naked at my party after all! Heck,” she giggled, “everyone’s going to be basically nude at my Sidney party! Think you can handle that?” She stuck her tongue out and her friend blushed quite deeply. Ed crossed his legs as he sat in the arm-chair, sipping his tea, watching her his daughter quickly stripped off. Once both shoes and socks were off, she pulled off her t-shirt, revealing a lycra training bra underneath.

“Well no wonder it didn’t fit if you had all that on!” Mrs Henderson chuckled. Sarah grinned a little sheepishly as she pulled off the tight-fitting undergarment, revealing her budding little titties with their hard, pink nipples. Next she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her panties and pulled them and her leggings down in one go.

“Need something to rest that jaw one?” she teased Cameron. “Or is it okay on the floor?”

“If I were him I’d be more worried about popping his eyes back in!” Mrs Henderson giggled. Ed simply chuckled, enjoying the view every bit as much as Cameron but having more experience in being discrete. This was not the first time he had seen his daughter naked, of course. Far from it! They had always been very affectionate and physically intimate since she was born, always enjoying baths together and often snuggling in bed or on the sofa with Sarah more often than not in the nude, claiming she didn’t like how restrictive clothes felt. And for the last three years, since her ninth birthday, they had officially been lovers. They had pleasured each other with fingers, lips and tongues for many years before that, with such intimacies forming a normal part of their father/daughter affection, but it had been that wonderful night after her birthday party when they had made love for the first time. Since then it had become a nightly occurrence unless one of them was not feeling well, with several daytime sessions too, nearly always initiated by Sarah who, it seemed, could not get enough of her Daddy’s thick, hard cock. Yet still, seeing her strip off so casually in a stranger’s living room was incredibly arousing!

With no extra layers of fabric in the way and mixing and matching between the three different sets, Sarah was soon able to find a pair of shorts and a jacket that fitted and that she was able to do up. She was especially happy when one of the pairs of boots were the right size too!

“Looks like you’re all kitted out!” Mrs Henderson clapped her hands together in delight.

“I don’t suppose you have the boys’ costumes too?” Cameron asked hopefully. “I’m supposed to be the savage cannibal who captures and is in charge of cooking her and I really want to look the part!”

“Oh I certainly do!” she grinned. “They were in the same bag but I didn’t know you wanted them. Here!” She smiled as she pulled out a large shopping bag which had been tucked out of the way behind the sofa. Unlike the made-to-measure girls’ costumes, the grass-skirts were a standard size. Cameron quickly decided that he did not want to wear one of the colourful wigs but he loved the bone necklaces that the boys had made to augment their costumes and carefully laid out all three to pick the one he liked the best.

“Didn’t you say some of your friends dressed in really good cannibal costumes?” Sarah turned to Ed, still wearing the tight explorer costume which showed off her delicious preteen figure incredibly well! “What else did they wear?”

“Just a skirt like that, really.” Ed pondered. “And some similar jewellery. Other than that it was just body-paint from what I remember.”

“What did they wear under the skirts?” Cameron asked, intrigued.

“Nothing!” Ed chuckled. “Apart from the paint of course! I remember things getting a little awkward for the boy when he first saw the birthday girls naked!”

“That’s not going to be a problem for you, is it?” Sarah teased, popping her jacket open to flash her budding, eleven year old chest at her friend. “It’s not like it will be the first time after all!”

“Um… I’m supposed to be naked under this?” He held the raffia grass-skirt up and looked at it sceptically. It was not exactly thick and would not leave a whole lot to the imagination.

“Well if you’re too much of a chicken you can wear a speedo underneath!” Sarah teased, sticking out her tongue as, having found a costume that fitted well, she quickly stripped off once more and seemed to be in no hurry to put her regular clothes back on. “But anyway,” she posed, with her hands on top of her head and her fingers under her golden hair, “you really think anyone’s going to be looking at you when this delicious young piggy is on display?” Now the poor boy was rock hard and looking sheepish.

“Don’t worry!” Sarah smiled sympathetically, suddenly feeling a little bad for teasing her friend. “It’s not like there’s any particular rules about that costume, I know the boys in the show wore trunks underneath! It’s just that Daddy told me about his school friends who wanted their costumes to be as realistic as possible. But if you get this hot and bothered just seeing me in the nude,” she mused as she pulled on her leggings, finding her panties annoyingly bunched up inside and having to fuss with them to get them on comfortably, “are you going to be able to handle my Sidney party?Seven naked girls and you?”

“I think I’ll manage!” Cameron gulped, determined not to miss out on such an opportunity. “If you’re sure your friends won’t mind me being there?”

“Nah.” Sarah smiled, pulling on her t-shirt and flicking her hair out from the collar with her hands, not bothering to put the training bra back on this time. “They know you’re my best friend, they’d be more surprised if you weren’t there! You’ll just be one of the girls for the day!”

After packing up the chosen costumes and thanking Mrs Henderson, the trio took took their leave and soon they were on their way to the mall to look at boots for Sarah’s Sidney outfit and to pick out a suitable hat at the party shop, as well as taking a look to see what other jungle cannibal themed props and decorations they might have to add to the atmosphere in the garden!

Once at the mall, the first port of call had been the shoe shop where both Sarah and Cameron had picked out high faux-leather cowboy boots, bedazzled with rhinestones. Although Cameron’s were technically also made for women, he was able to find a pair that fitted him okay and found them surprisingly comfortable. Looking at the variety of colours available, he chose white while Sarah opted for pink. Next stop had been the party store but Sarah had been a little disappointed by the quality of the hats available, especially since they had managed to find such nice boots at a good price!

Now best known as a corporate logo along the lines of Ronald McDonald or Colonel Sanders, Sidney Roebuck was a popular choice of costume for Halloween, fancy dress parties and dress-up days at schools. Not only did the costume give girls a chance to feel glamorous and, for the parents, it was remarkably easy! Lots of shops sold reasonably-prices boots and for those who could not afford them, there was always the option of spray-painting rubber boots and decorating them with stick-on sequins and plastic jewels which could be a fun activity in itself. “Sidney Hats” were readily available in a variety of qualities from costume shops, accessory shops and of course high-end versions from specialist hat shops. Even supermarkets which sold clothes carried them sometimes, often as a seasonal offer around October.

It had been Sarah’s Grandparents who got her very first Sidney costume the Christmas after she turned three. It had been part of a gift-set which came with a special edition of Barbie’s little sister Stacie dressed as Sidney to celebrate seventy-five years since Sidney’s slaughter on her twelfth birthday. The hat and boots in that set were both made from metallic sponge fabric with large plastic jewels stuck on and the boots were designed to go over other shoes but little Sarah had been delighted with them! No sooner had she opened the package under the Christmas tree than she ran up to her room to change and had come back down minutes later, no longer wearing her pyjamas but dressed only in the hat and boot-covers, the rest of her plump little body stark naked and her wavy blonde hair falling around her shoulders.

Everyone had chuckled and told her how pretty and tasty she looked, something she had been very happy to hear! For the rest of the day she would wear nothing else and it was only when her Daddy took her sledging the next day that she agreed to put on other, more substantial clothes. Over the next months until the Summer, she could often be found wearing it while playing at home. She had kept that costume for nearly two years but when her fifth birthday began to draw close, she started to ask for a new one that would last longer. Since then, she had either worn out or outgrown three more costumes but, of course, for her Sidney party she wanted a brand new one of the best quality. A hat that lived up to her expectations was found in a shop popular among pre and young teens that sold jewellery, tiaras, chokers, phone covers, bags, makeup and perfume.

It was when they got back to the house that the fun really started! Sarah wanted different pictures for the two different invitations, designed not only to let people know the theme of the parties but to get them hungry for her meat. It felt a little unfair to tease those coming to her Sidney party in such a way but, since they were all invited to the main party too, it would simply serve to heighten the anticipation!

Leaving her Daddy to carry all their purchases, Sarah ran inside as soon as they got home. Cameron followed close behind but at least being helpful enough to carry a couple of the bags. Following Sarah into the living room, he found her down to her panties. These too were gone a moment later.

“Oh great! Did you bring the bags with my Sidney stuff in?” Sarah practically snatched the bags from Cameron’s hands and began to rummage through them, not caring that she was totally nude as she did so. “Hey, close the curtains would you, please?” she smiled at her friend as she located her boots and began to unwrap the protective tissue paper from around them.

“Shouldn’t you have done that before you got undressed?” Cameron asked, puzzled, as he pulled the long curtains the covered the patio door closed, “If you’re worried about the neighbours seeing you?” Sarah broke into peels of giggling laughter.

“I’m not worried about them seeing my naked butt!” she giggled. “I’m gonna roast in the garden soon and I won’t be wearing a bikini for that!”

“Then why…?”

“Oh right!” Sarah grinned. “They’ll just make a nice background for my Sidney photos! Daddy? Where’s the camera?” she called to Ed who was just staggering in through the front door with the rest of their acquisitions, awkwardly kicking the door closed behind him.

“Give me a minute!” he chuckled, dumping the collection of bags on the sofa and making the kinds of noises parents tend to make when they’ve done anything strenuous. “I think it’s in the bedroom from when we…” He caught himself and blushed a little, not wanting to be quite so indiscrete in front of Cameron even if he had been such a regular visitor for the last eight or nine years that he felt like family. “From last time.” he concluded, a little lamely.

“Go fetch it, please?” Sarah batted her eyelashes at him, smiling sweetly and remembering happily that last time that his camera, which could make video as well as take photographs, had been used. By the time she had her boots and hat on, Ed was back downstairs, camera in hand. It was quite intriguing for Cameron to watch his friend having one her photo-sessions with her Daddy. She had often shown him lovely, professional-quality pictures he had taken of her in a variety of outfits, posing like a model, but he had never actually been present for one of their shoots.

It all seemed very professional and slick. The pair seemed to have a short-hand between themselves that they both understood, by means of which Ed would suggest poses and Sarah would request certain angles or whether it was to be a wide shot or close-up. It was almost as if he were watching a real promotional photo-shoot for the Sidney’s chain!

“Hope that wasn’t too boring for you?” Sarah smiled genuinely, taking off her had once her Daddy had taken all the shots she wanted. “We only need one or two for the invitation but we have so much fun doing photos together that we tend to get a little carried away!”

“Oh no! It was fun to watch!” Cameron assured her as she sat down on the sofa and began to pull off her boots.

“Good! Because we need you for the next ones!” she grinned at him. Can you put on your cannibal costume, please? With or without underpants!” she giggled cheekily. “Your choice! I won’t have any, of course, but if you want to be boring…”

Sticking his tongue out back at Sarah, Cameron quickly pulled off his t-shirt and unzipped his jeans them, with a defiant air, tugged his underpants down with them. His moment of triumph was, however, a little under-cut by the fact that he had neglected to take his sneakers off first and now had his jeans tangled awkwardly around his ankles. Sarah bit her lip so as not to giggle and upset him as he sat down resignedly on the sofa to take his shoes off so he could finally remove his clothes properly. The moment of embarrassment did have it’s up-side, however, as it was distracting enough that the throbbing erection watching Sarah’s naked photo-shoot had given him deflated significantly, while still leaving his willy in a semi-engorged state which made it more impressive that usual to look at.

“So?” he stood up and posed with his hands on his hips. “Like what you see?”

“Well I’m not disappointed!” Sarah grinned. “But come on, let’s get our costumes on so we can go take pictures in the garden!”

“We’re doing those in the garden?” Cameron asked, surprised, as he stepped into the grass skirt and pulled it up so that the elastic waist-band sat just above his hips.

“Yeah! Got a problem with that?” Sarah raised an eyebrow as she sucked in her belly to close the poppers on the shorts which, she was very happy to find, clung to and showed off her shapely rump very nicely indeed. While he had been okay at the thought of wearing next to nothing in the living room with the curtains closed, the thought of doing so in the garden where the neighbours might see did, in fact, make Cameron feel a little more uneasy but he didn’t wanted to lose any of his newly-gained credibility and, if he was going to go “full Sidney” for Sarah’s sleep-over, he knew he was going to have to get over any such hang-ups.

“Not at all!” he grinned as he hung the plastic bone necklace around his neck and grabbed a spear. He was ready a lot quicker than Sarah who had to put on the full costumes, including socks and boots, but soon the three of them were heading out through the patio doors into the decently-sized garden, Ed clutching his trusty camera of course.

Once in the garden, there had been a discussion about the best background for the photos, since none of the props were yet set up of course. It was quickly decided that in front of the lush, green hedge would be the best setting! The shoot that followed was essentially a photo-story, created by allowing the children to play and act out the scene while Ed took rapid bursts of pictures, many of which were sure to be blurry, from which he would pick out the best. The story then enacted was similar to the one for which the costumes had first been created, but began with Cameron chasing Sarah with his spear while she ran away, theatrically but silently screaming for help like a heroine in a pulp comic or cheesy old movie.

Once the vicious cannibal captured his prey, he tied her hands behind her back with and her feet together with a couple of pieces of rope that Ed found in the garden shed then proceeded to pop open her jacket before doing the same with her shorts, leaving her exposed. With a nod to cartoon logic, Cameron then quickly untied his friend so that she could take off the costume pieces properly, leaving her in only the hat, socks and boots, then re-tied her for more photos which Ed took from all angles while Cameron poked at her with his spear, finding it particularly amusing to prod her firm, round backside with the plastic tip.

After that, they posed for some more for formal photos with Cameron standing beside Sarah proudly as if he were a hunter of fisherman showing off his catch of the day. They did some shots with them both facing the camera and some with Sarah turned around to show off her rump. Then, at Ed’s suggestion, Cameron untied her hands and re-tied them in front of her and more photos were taken. As he posed next to his all but naked friend with only a thin raffia grass-skirt to protect his modesty, Cameron was quite pleased to find that the fun of the play-acting and posing had distracted him enough from Sarah’s nudity, or his own for that matter, that he was not having any potentially embarrassing involuntary bodily reactions! In fact, even looking at Sarah now, as she looked over her shoulder towards the camera, holding her bound hands to her mouth in mock horror while he pushed the tip of his spear into her left buttock, he just saw her as wearing a naked explorer costume, not actually being in the nude in any sort of provocative way. This, he thought, boded well for the Sidney party! There was sure to be a little excitement as he saw the small group of friends all naked for the first time but he supposed that it would pass quickly enough once they got into the games and activities and he hoped that the girls would be understanding and not tease him too badly!

“I think that’s our main shot!” Ed grinned, checking the image on the screen in the back of the camera. “I think I’ll do a sort of montage like a comic strip for the background and cut this out in front. Sound good?”

“Sounds great, Daddy!” Sarah beamed, hopping over with her feet and hands still bound to take a look. Happy that they had got all the shots they needed, Cameron untied Sarah and the three went back inside where the children got dressed back into their normal clothes and Ed sat down at his computer to review the photographs.

He continued to work while the friends went up to play in Sarah’s room as they usually did. About half an hour later, he knocked on the door and, when invited, walked in to find them sat on the floor with the Sidney’s-themed Monopoly set Sarah had begged for on their last visit spread out between them. The little metal play-pieces included a hat, a pair of boots, a spit on its mounts, a stew-pot, a butcher’s knife, a girl on her back in what was commonly known as Turkey Pose and one on her knees, rump in the air, in what people tended to call call Piggy Pose. Sarah was playing as the Piggy-girl and Cameron as the hat.

“Who’s winning?” Ed asked with a chuckle, casting his eye over the board.

“Well I’ve got more money right now,” Sarah replied pensively, waving one of the “Bank of Sidney” bank-notes which bore a picture of Sidney herself in the middle, “but Cam’s got more property so I guess it could go either way!”

“I see!” Ed grinned. “Well if you don’t mind taking a break, I’ve got samples of the invitations to show you!” Both children looked excited and abandoned their game to sit either side of Ed as he perched himself on the edge of Sarah’s bed. “This one for the Sidney party!” he smiled, showing a printed card around the size of a standard postcard, a pink sparkly background with a large picture of Sarah in her Sidney costume, posing with her finger on the brim of her hat to mimic one of Sidney Roebuck’s famous campaign adverts. The words “Sarah’s Sidney Party” were written across the lower part of the card in large gold letters, the same font as the Sidney’s logo which Ed was happy to have found available for download. Above this, in white letters, were date and time with a line above for the invitee’s name to be written. In smaller letters below the date and time were the address and Ed’s own contact details in case the parents wanted them. Then the words “Dress-code: Full Sidney!” in larger letters, using the Sidney’s font but in white.

“That looks amazing, Daddy!” Sarah flung her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek. “What about the other?” Cameron leaned forward too, especially interested to see this one as he was on it too.

The second invitation was larger than the first, folded so that it would fit the same size envelope but with an inside too, like a greeting card. On the front, as Ed had suggested, was a comic-strip style montage of the chasing and capturing photographs, using eighteen of the several hundred photos he had taken. In front of these, with a white outline for definition, were the figures of Sarah and Cameron, she looking over her shoulder while he prodded her rump with his spear. To the left of this, in a font that made the letters look like they were made from sticks, but in bright green, were the words “Cameron the Cannibal has caught himself a tasty treat…” Both children giggled at the picture and the caption, Cameron feeling proud to be named when it was not his party. Ed opened it up to show them the inside.

The inside of the top flap had desaturated and faded image of a typical cannibal village with much clearer pictures of Sarah in three different poses, showing her all but naked body off from different angles. Above her, in the same font as the front but in tan lettering now, a similar colour to her explorer hat, was written “...but this is far too much meat for one person to manage!”

“Are you calling me fat?” Sarah teased, sticking her tongue out at her Daddy, but Ed knew that she was only joking. Beneath, in the same lettering, were the words “So you’re invited to share!”

The bottom flap had one of the pictures of Cameron standing next to his “catch” who was displayed full-frontally, superimposed over the same background as the top, washed out once more so that the text would stand out. Once again this had a space for a name to be written in then the details of the time and place. This time, instead of inviting the guests to dress as Sidney, it said in large letters, across the bottom of the card, “Come dressed as a Cannibal and prepared for a Feast!”

The back had the same montage as the front but with no larger image or text over the top of it so that the invitees could enjoy the full “story” which would be recreated after a fashion on the day. It would certainly give them a good idea of what to expect from the party!

Sarah had been absolutely delighted with both designs and approved them at once! While the friends returned to their game, Ed had gone back down to his computer and begun the task of printing out all the copies that were needed. Cameron had gone home that evening with his own copies and the next day, Sarah had addressed and posted out the ones to friends and family who were not close by then she and Ed had gone for a little drive to deliver the local ones by hand. The rest she handed out at school on the Monday, to the great delight of those who received them. The rest of that week had passed much as normal, with Cameron coming over for dinner three nights out of five after school, and Sarah going to his the other two. He and his parents went on a short vacation the following weekend, since it was the school holiday, but by Tuesday night they were back home. Wednesday had finally come and now he was in the car, dressed in nothing but boots with his hat on his lap, for convenience more than modesty, on his way to Sarah’s Sidney party!


Chapter Two: Sarah's Sidneys


“So, who’s Dolly Parton?” he asked his mum conversationally as they drove.

“Oh!” his mum chuckled, “She was a country singer way back. Really sweet lady, did lots to help other people, great example of a good rich person!”

“She sounds great,” Cameron was a little puzzled, “but why did you call me by her name?”

“A lot of people compared Sidney to her at the time,” she explained, “she used to wear those same types of hats and boots, and had loads of blonde hair. Although she was famous for having massive boobs too!” she added with a laugh. “Not really something poor Sidney could really claim!”

“Hey, she was only twelve!” Cameron reminded her, although with a little chuckle of his own. “So did Dolly go naked too?”

“Oh no! She was very religious! She did pose in a kinda sexy bunny suit once but that was as far as it went!”

“What’s being religious got to do with it?” Cameron was genuinely baffled now. “Churches have girl-roasts and do plays where people get naked! My mate Joe played Adam in his church’s play about creation and he and Sally who was playing Eve were completely nude for the first half. What’s the big deal?”

“Things were kinda different back then.” she explained gently. “People were a lot more uptight about nudity before. I guess Sidney really did change all of society!”

“Do Dolly Parton died before Sidney?”

“No, she lived quite a long time afterwards,” his mum replied, trying to remember the facts and silently cursing herself for making a flippant comment which had led to having to deliver a history lesson about stuff from before she was born. “I think she lived to a hundred and thirteen or something like that! Still performing right up to the end in fact! I remember Grandma and Grandpa used to have a copy of her hundredth birthday concert they used to watch quite a lot when I was your age.”

“So why didn’t she start going naked once it was okay?” frowned Cameron.

“Oh I don’t think anyone would have wanted that!” she laughed. “She was seventy five the year Sidney was harvested and public nudity outside of the kitchen didn’t really lose its stigma for a good while after that. It was still quite unusual when I was a kid.”

“Hmm fair point!” Cameron nodded, chuckling a little himself. “Still, she sounds cool!” They were now pulling up outside Sarah’s house and Cameron hoped that he was the first to arrive.

“Have fun, honey!” his mum kissed him on the cheek as he got out of the car and put on his hat, finding that he really did not care any more if Sarah’s neighbours saw him walking down her garden path in all his glory. His body was nothing to be embarrassed about and why should girls have all the fun?

The late-afternoon air was very warm and the breeze felt nice against his bare skin. It felt a little odd, being outside with not even underpants on, but somehow the Sidney outfit gave him confidence! He wasn’t naked, he was dressed as Sidney! After all, people gender-swapped cosplays all the time, why couldn’t he be a boy Sidney? Wasn’t Sidney normally a boy’s name anyway when spelled that way?

He glanced back at him mum over his shoulder and gave a little wave before ringing the door bell. He knew she would wait until she saw him go inside as she always did, just in case there had been some sort of problem and Sarah and Ed weren’t home, so he’d not be left sitting on the door-step all alone. Very quickly, however, Sarah answered the door and waved to Cameron’s mum too before she drove off.

“Hey!” she flung her arms around his shoulders and kissed him on the cheek. “Looking good! You’re the first one here!” She stepped back and beamed at him. “Come on in and see what Daddy’s done for the party!” She grabbed him by the hand and dragged him inside, pushing the door closed behind them with her foot.

Around the living room were large printouts of all of Sidney Roebuck’s billboards from her campaign for the right to be eaten, except instead of Sidney, the pictures were all of Sarah in her costume, posing as close to the originals as she could.

“Aren’t they great?” she gushed. “A friend of Daddy’s got them printed up at his work! But wait until you see what’s outside!” She led him to the open patio doors and pointed triumphantly out towards the lawn. In the middle of the grass was a large cartoon-style cannibal cooking pot, complete with handles on the sides and a glowing plastic fire underneath. Steam was gently rising from the brim and a little set of steps were moulded onto the side to make it easier to climb in. “It’s a hot-tub!” Sarah grinned. “Got a ledge to sit on inside and it never gets too hot but isn’t it fun? Daddy and I tested it out earlier but we can all get in it this evening!”

It was only then that Sarah noticed what Cameron had been hoping she might not! As confident and relaxed as he had felt up until the point she answered the door, feeling her naked body pressed up against his own when she hugged him had been too much, not helped by the posters all around and the thought of sharing a hot-tub with seven naked girls, and he was now standing to full attention.

“You know you’re going to have someone’s eye out with that if you’re not careful!” she giggled, looking down and pressing on the tip so that it bent down but then sprung back up and bounced while he blushed deeply. “Guess I’d better help you with it before the others get here! It’s my party after all and you’re going to be getting quite enough attention as it is!” She stuck her tongue out playfully at him.

“Sorry…” Cameron mumbled. “What do you mean help me out? If we stop talking about it it will probably go away in a few minutes?”

“And come back a few minutes after that as soon as the next girl shows up!” Sarah giggled. “Nah I know what to do! I help my Daddy out all the time! For some reason he seems to get this problem a lot when we shower together!” She giggled and stuck her tongue out once more but then licked her lips slowly and got to her knees on the grass.

“What are you doing?” Cameron asked, a little shocked, as his friend began to run her soft fingers up and down his rock-hard shaft.

“Shh!” Sarah smiled up at him. “Just relax and enjoy! I’ll make you feel all better!” Neither of them said another word and she licked her lips once more then opened her mouth and moved forward. Cameron felt her warm, soft lips close around his erection, the whole thing inside her mouth, then felt her tongue begin to caress the tip and the shaft before she stated moving her lips up and down, rocking back and forth on her haunches, her green eyes sparkling with happiness and mischief as she looked up at him.

The young boy could not quite believe what was going on! He was getting the first blow-job of his life and it was from his best friend in her garden in the late-afternoon sunshine! He was not quite sure how he had imagined it might be but was fairly sure that this was not what he anticipated! Still, a blow-job was a blow-job and Sarah was certainly extremely good at it! He shifted his feet a little to improve his balance and closed his eyes, a hand on her head to steady himself as he tilted his head upwards to feel the sun on his face as Sarah’s experienced mouth did its work!

He had never experienced an orgasm before by anything other than his own hand but the feeling of the pretty young girl’s lips and tongue on his hard willy was amazing and very soon he felt a very familiar sensation building. He breathed heavily, feeling unsteady on his feet, and after only a minute or so he felt the explosion of ecstasy as he exploded in his friend’s mouth. Sarah swallowed hungrily then continued to lick and suck until she had drawn the last drop of cream from him.

“Feel better?” she asked with a grin, standing up and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

“Yes…” He smiled a little weakly once he had recovered the power of speech. “Thank you?” It felt like a bit of a foolish thing to say but he couldn’t think of anything else in the moment.