“You’re welcome!” Sarah replied with mock formality, giving a little bow. “I see you’re looking a little more relaxed already!” She looked rather pointedly at his willy which was deflating now although, he was pleased to note, not completely. The situation and the mere fact of being naked so publicly was exciting enough to keep a little extra blood flowing. Still, it was nice not to have a raging boner any more – that would have made meeting the other guests pretty awkward!

“Welcome drink?” Ed asked with a grin, coming into the garden carrying a tray on which were two Martini glasses with a fizzy pink liquid in them, with sugar around the brim and an umbrella pushed through a cherry and a pineapple chunk hooked onto the side. Both children took them happily and started to sip.

“Wow, this is good!” Cameron grinned, welcoming the change of subject. He was sure that Ed must have seen what was going on but he was grateful that he’d stayed out of the way until it was over. He hoped he’d not minded seeing his little girl suck someone else off but it occurred to him that they had probably discussed the possibility before he arrived and agreed that it would be okay. So much for his assurances to his mum that it was “not that kind of party”, but at least there was no risk of Sarah getting pregnant from what they’d done!

“I know, right?” Sarah grinned. “We found the recipe online! It’s called a Virgin Sidney!” Before Cameron could ask any follow-up questions there was a ring on the door-bell and Sarah excitedly rushed to answer it, drink in hand. Not quite sure what was expected of him, Cameron followed at a slight distance and hovered back in the hallway as his friend practically flung the door open to greet her next guests.

The new arrives were Helen and Rosie. Since they were best friends, Helen’s mum had dropped them both off together and, like Cameron’s mum not long before, she was now waiting in her car by the curb to see that they got in okay. The potential of leaving her own daughter naked and alone on the street was bad enough but she felt an extra responsibility having someone else’s child in her care too! Seeing Sarah answer the door, she blew a kiss and drove off.

“Hey!” Sarah hugged both of them in turn. “Awesome to see you! You both look amazing! Come in!” She ushered them inside. “You know Cameron, right?” The girls confirmed that they did and there was a moment or two of mutual admiration as he checked out their Sidney outfits while they were getting a good look at his.

For as close as they were and as similar in age, the pair could not have been more physically different. Helen was a tall, black girl with a beautiful face and toned, athletic body which was now on full display. The Sidney had and boots she had opted for were baby blue, her hair in braids with colourful beads at the end beneath. Cameron found himself wishing that she would turn around so he could get a look at her rump which he was sure would be spectacular and resolved, when they moved out of the hallway, to make the gentlemanly gesture of allowing the ladies to go ahead of him! Rosie on the other hand was short and plump, although very pretty, with extremely pale skin and red hair in loose curls. Her Sidney attire was pale green.

As the daughter of a multi-billionaire whose name was often to be found in lists of the world’s top fifty richest people, Sidney had been able to wear a new hat and boots for nearly all of her public appearances, always in the same style but in a wide variety of colours. As a result, practically every Sidney’s branch featured an animatronic figure of Sidney in the lobby wearing a pair of boots and matching hat which had been worn by the iconic girl herself. This also meant that girls wanting to dress as Sidney could pick whichever of the variety of colours suited her best.

Right on cue, Ed appeared with two more welcome drinks which the girls took gratefully and Sarah was just about to commence the tour when the doorbell rang again.

“Excuse me a moment!” Sarah grinned at her guests and scampered back to the front door. This time, when she opened it, she found three people standing there. Grinning down at her was her Auntie Linda, her Daddy’s younger sister. Knowing that eight children would be quite a handful for him to deal with on his own, she had agreed to come along and help out, something that Sarah had been very pleased to hear as she loved her Auntie and considered her the closest thing she had to a Mum.

In front of her were two smaller girls – her sweet cousin Shelly and another girl that she did not know. Shelly and Sarah had been very close for as long as either of them could remember and, at around eighteen months younger than her, she had always looked up to Sarah as something of a hero and role-model. The cousins did look very alike, although Shelly was smaller of course and had yet to show any signs of puberty in her never the less very feminine and attractive young body. Her hair was the same golden colour as Sarah’s but longer and straighter, usually worn in a thick braid as it was today and her eyes were closer to blue than Sarah’s green, although they did seem to change according to the light.

“Wow! Check you out!” Sarah beamed, hugging her beloved cousin tightly. Both Shelly and her friend were, of course, in full Sidney attire. Her had and boots were a bright red which gave them an almost Christmassy look despite the warmth of the day. Sarah then hugged her Auntie before turning to Shelly’s friend with a broad grin. “Don’t think we’ve met, have we?” she smiled warmly, holding out her hand in greeting. “I’m Sarah!”

“This is Tamara.” Shelly explained, putting her hand on her friend’s shoulder. “You said I could bring a friend, right?”

“Of course!” Sarah beamed. She had known as soon as she started planning the party that she wanted her sweet cousin there but she was worried about the younger girl not knowing anyone and perhaps feeling out of place as the youngest there so, at her Daddy’s suggestion, she had written on her invitation that she should bring someone with her. “Oh come here!” she giggled, deciding that a hand-shake was not the way to welcome a new friend and pulling the young girl into a hug.

After releasing her new friend, Sarah stood back to take a good look at her. Tamara appeared, unsurprisingly, to be around the same age as Shelly and similarly undeveloped thought again with a very cute and feminine body, if perhaps a little stockier. She was also just a little shorter than Shelly with long, straight hair so dark brown that it was almost black, worn loose and reaching almost to her very round and meaty-looking rump. Her skin was a beautiful olive shade and her big, expressive eyes were dark brown. At first Sarah thought her hat and boots were silver but quickly she realised they were actually holographic, reflecting a whole rainbow of colours depending on the angle they were viewed from.

“Wow those are so cool!” she enthused. “Come through and I’ll introduce you to everyone!” Since the hallway was getting rather crowded, Cameron, Helen and Rosie had moved through into the living room and were chatting as they sipped their Virgin Sidneys.

“Yeah but before you do…” Shelly bit her lip and grabbed Tamara’s hand. “We have some pretty big news!”

“Oh?” Sarah leaned in excitedly. “What is it?”

“Go on!” Tamara urged. “You tell!”

“No, you!” Shelly insisted, pushing her friend’s shoulder a little.

“Fine!” the mediterranean beauty grinned. “We’re cooking soon too! At our school fair next month!”

“Yeah!” gushed Shelly. “We just got it confirmed today!”

“Wow that’s amazing!” Sarah flung her arms around first her cousin then her new friend and kissed them both on the cheeks. “You’ll both be delicious, I’m sure! You should have a Sidney party too!”

“Oh we hope to!” Shelly agreed. “Tamara’s garden’s got a pool in it so we’re hoping to have it there and invite all the girls from our class over!”

“Well I hope you have a great time!” Sarah smiled proudly and lovingly at her little cousin, her hands on her shoulders. “Sorry I won’t be able to be there but, well, you know!” she giggled. “But you’ll both come to my birthday party, right? It would be great to know my meat is helping to fatten two more tasty piggies!” They both agreed that they would be there, Shelly having been invited already, of course, and Tamara happy to be so quickly accepted into the circle of friendship. “Fantastic! Now come meet my other friends! We’re expecting two more but they’re not here yet.”

Very pleased to see his sister, Ed handed out more welcome drinks to the girls and offered to put the kettle on for her, an offer which she gratefully accepted, following him into the kitchen, as Sarah led the two new guests through into the living room to be introduced to the others. Cameron and Shelly had met before, several times, but she did not know any of the other girls.

“So do you think Sidney actually was a virgin?” Helen was asking, holding up her glass and looking at the liquid inside thoughtfully.

“Probably!” Rosie sighed a little sadly then suddenly giggled. “I hear people were pretty boring back then!”

“Yeah!” Cameron agreed, happy to have something to contribute to the conversation. He began to explain what his mum had told him in the car about the taboo against nudity in Sidney’s time, only interrupted when Sarah approached with the two younger girls.

“Everyone?” she grinned. “This is Shelly, my cousin, and her friend Tamara. Well,” she smiled happily at the sweet brunette, “my friend too now of course!” Both youngsters grinned as they were introduced to Rosie and Helen. “Oh and you know Cameron, of course?” Sarah grinned at Shelly.

“Ooh I didn’t know there were going to be boys here!” Tamara’s eyes went a little wide as she looked him up and down, causing him to blush a little.

“Cameron’s an honorary girl for the night!” Sarah explained with a giggle.

“Never seen a Sidney with a willy before!” Tamara exclaimed cheekily, making Cameron blush even deeper. Although quite a bit younger than him, he found both of the new girls very pretty. He had not seen Shelly naked since she was six when she had come over to play in the back yard one Summer and her mum had not thought to bring a bathing suit for her. She had just been super cute back then but now she was growing up very nicely indeed! And Tamara, he had to admit, looked absolutely delicious! It occurred to him that this was the first time he had ever met someone for the first time while both of them were naked!

Before she could say anything more to embarrass him or make him feel self-conscious about his nudity, the doorbell rang once more and Cameron followed Sarah to the door. This time, she opened the door to find Kim, a beautiful Japanese girl, stood there with her mum who had accompanied her to the door with the excuse of checking pick-up time the next morning but had really wanted just to make sure she got in safely without looking too over-protective. Kim was about the same height as Sarah but more slender, making her appear taller. Her long, jet-black hair was in two braids which hung over her shoulders with bands in the end the same pale shade of purple as her hat and boots.

Last to arrive was Becky, a slim, pale brunette with chestnut curls, blue eyes and lots of freckles. Although probably the skinniest of the group, she was also the most developed, with nice round little boobies and quite wide hips. She also had a surprisingly plump and round backside compared to her over-all slimness. For her Sidney outfit, she had opted for yellow. With all the guests now arrived and all clutching their fancy cocktail glasses which Ed went around topping up from a jug, Sarah gave the tour once more, inviting everyone to admire the recreated posters and explaining that there were smaller versions of the set for people to take home as souvenirs afterwards, something which Cameron was very pleased to hear, and culminating with the stew pot hot-tub in the garden.

“Why don’t you get in for a while?” Auntie Linda suggested, coming out into the garden and chuckling at the site of the eight cute rumps of varying shapes and colours on display as all the Sidneys stood on tip-toes to look in. “We’re starting to get the food ready for the barbecue but we won’t be ready for a while yet!”

“Let me know if you need any extra!” Helen grinned, turning to slap her backside teasingly. Sarah darted her eyes towards Cameron, noticing him blush, then glanced down to check that he was still “relaxed”. Despite the provocation, however, her friend seemed to be doing okay.

“Will do!” laughed Linda before turning and heading back into the kitchen. “Enjoy yourselves!” Quickly, the children started to pull off their colourful cowboy boots, throwing them in an unruly heap on the grass, but kept their hats on as, one by one, they climbed the little built-in steps into the tub.

“Maybe you should go next!” Sarah suggested to Cameron a little pointedly, after Helen and Becky had climbed up into the pot, wiggling their meaty rumps as they did so, causing a noticeable stirring between his legs. Not really wanting to miss the view of the others climbing in but realising that Sarah’s suggestion was probably for the best, Cameron scurried forward and climbed up, swinging his legs over and sinking into the lovely warm water before, he hoped, any of the other girls noticed. The others quickly followed and the eight arranged themselves on the submerged bench around the inner edge. It was not as tight a squeeze as it might have been but all their thighs did rub against the person next to them and their feet rather entangled in the middle. Cameron found himself sandwiched between Sarah on his left and Tamara on his right.

Very quickly, unsurprisingly, the conversation turned to cooking. First it was questions from the others to Sarah about her upcoming spitting which she answered eagerly, then the two younger girls talked about the roasting apparatus at their school and how many other girls would be cooking. Apparently it was quite a big event that attracted hundreds of visitors every year so there would need to be lots of meat available! After that, the conversation opened up and all the girls, and even Cameron too, began discussing how they would want to cook if and when their time came. Despite the relaxing warm water, the young boy could not help getting turned, squashed in at close quarters with seven naked preteen girls all discussing different ways they could be butchered or cooked alive.

It was a little surprise but a welcome one when he felt a hand under the water, first caressing his thigh then beginning to stroke his hard willy. Assuming it to be Sarah, wanting to help him out once more as she had before the others arrived, he turned to smile at her, only to realise that she was talking animatedly with both of her hands above the water. A little shocked, he turned to his right and realised that Tamara’s right arm was hung over the back of the tub but her left was below the water. Although she was joining in the conversation in a relaxed fashion as if nothing at all were amiss or unusual, it was her soft little hand that was now gripping his erection quite firmly, pumping up and down.

“Everything okay?” she turned and asked him innocently.

“Um… yeah?” He wasn’t quite sure how to react. The ten year old meat-girl was very pretty and, it seemed, had taken a shine to him! This really was turning out to be a day of firsts for him and, if Sarah had done what she did out of friendly affection, Tamara seemed to be acting out of genuine attraction towards him and he couldn’t help wondering where it might all lead! Whatever her motivations, however, it did seem as if she wanted to be discrete and the last thing he wanted to do was spook her into stopping by making any sort of scene.

As Becky described in detail how she’d love to have her lovely little boobies cut off, sliced thickly and cooked in front of her then watch the diners enjoying her meat before her throat was cut and the rest of her meat harvested, Cameron reached his second climax of the afternoon. Feeling his reaction, Tamara smiled in a satisfied sort of way then lifted her hand out of the water to flick her hair back then rested both elbows on the brim of the pot, pushing her flat chest with light brown nipples forward.

“Who’s hungry?” Ed asked with a grin, walking out from the kitchen with a big platter of raw burgers and sausages, all made from girl-meat of course, befitting the occasion, to put on the garden barbecue.

“Ooh is that all real girl-meat?” Helen, who was sat closest to the barbecue asked, turning round a little awkwardly to peer over the side, folding her arms and letting her shapely rump rise out of the water, glistening as the drips rolled from the dark brown skin.

“Sure is!” Ed grinned at her over his shoulder, starting to set the meat out on the grill. “You didn’t tell them about it, Porkchop?” He smiled at Sarah.

“Huh?” Sarah blinked a few times and shook her head as if to clear it when she heard her name. She had been more than a little transfixed by Helen’s shapely backside wiggling around in front of her. Some of the other girls were turning around and crowding to that end of the pot now too, likely imagining their own bodies as the source of the burgers and sausages that Ed was putting on to cook. Neither she nor Cameron were complaining about the view as their friends leaned over the edge for a better look. “Oh, right!” She managed to pull her thoughts back into the moment. “Tell them about what, Daddy?”

“About what happened when we went to buy it this morning!” Ed chuckled, realising why his daughter, who he knew to like girls as much as, if not a little more than boys, was distracted. The guests all turned back to her now, sliding back to their spaces to listen to the story, although Tamara took the opportunity to slip onto Cameron’s lap. The feeling of her wet legs against his own was amazing, not to mention having her firm, meaty rump on his lap. Despite the recent hand-job, he could feel his willy beginning to tingle again.

“You don’t mind, do you?” She asked sweetly, the innocence of her tone belied by what she had just done under the surface, unnoticed by the others. “It’s just kinda crowded in here and it’s more comfy this way!” She put her arm around his shoulder and took hold of his hand, putting it around her waist as she sat sideways-on as if he was Santa and she was about to explain her wish-list to him.

“Oh, um, no!” Cameron managed to smile, blushing deeply, “Not at all!”

“Ooh good idea!” Shelly grinned, sliding her way onto Sarah’s lap and sitting the same way. Without needing to be prompted, enjoying the feel of the younger girl’s warm, naked, slippery body pressed up against her, Sarah put one arm around her cousin’s waist and settled the other of her leg, close to the knee, only for Shelly to reach under the water and move it higher up her thigh before parting her legs a little in clear invitation. “Much better!” the ten year old beamed as she put both arms around her older cousin’s neck. As Sarah began the story that everyone seemed to be eagerly waiting for, she let her fingers play on the sweet young blond’s inner thigh, moving ever closer to her smooth, plump lips. She felt her finger-tips brush against it.

She had desired her pretty cousin for some time and wished that they could experiment together the way she, Helen and Rosie had done a few times in the past but she had not wanted to be seen as a bad influence on the sweet youngster. Yet here she was, her innocent little cousin, making an obvious invitation, practically urging her to indulge those fantasies. That was, she supposed, the effect of knowing she was a meat-girl and would soon be harvested! Something about that knowledge seemed to bring out the nymphomaniac in the most timid and conservative of girls!

“Oh it was so cool!” she enthused as her fingers slipped inside Shelly’s tight little spit-hole, causing the tasty little blonde to squirm on her lap. “We went to the butcher’s because we thought it would be nice to have fresh meat rather than frozen from the supermarket and he only sells home-raised girl-meat anyway which is tastier and better for the environment I think. Anyway...” she grinned as her fore and second finger pushed all the way inside her cousin, crooked to gently stroke her g-spot. Shelly moaned and writhed about. Seeing her friend enjoying herself so much and wanting some for herself, Tamara grabbed Cameron’s hand and pushed it between her own legs. His eyes went a little wide – he hand never fingered a girl before and, while he understood basically what he needed to do, he worried that he would lack the competence to satisfy her properly and leave her frustrated. But on the other hand, she would certainly be unhappy if he didn’t even try and might think he wasn’t interested, resulting in him missing out on more fun later on. He began by stroking her slit up and down with the tip of his finger before applying a little more pressure and feeling his finger slip inside.

“So we get close to the butcher shop and see his daughter outside, you know Jenny, right?” All the girls nodded. Jenny was something of a local celebrity, especially among young girls. The tall, seventeen year old Nordic beauty was training to take over her father’s business but most weekends could be found stood outside the shop handing out leaflets, stark naked as she had been doing since she was around eight years old, agreeing with her dad that it was the best way to promote the kind of meat for sale inside – using her body as a living advert! “We got chatting to her like normal and she said there was a big delivery coming!”

“Delivery?” Becky Kim asked. “You mean like girls coming to get chopped up?”

“Exactly!” grinned Sarah, her fingers sliding rhythmically in and out of her cousin’s tight, ten year old cunt. “So we asked if we could watch and she said we could! So Daddy and I went into the viewing gallery and waited.”

“Hope you didn’t have to wait too long?” Rosie giggled. “I’d hate to think of you getting bored!”

“Oh we found a way to pass the time!” Sarah giggled and everyone else in the stew-pot hot tub joined in.

“So we’re sat in there… waiting,” Sarah giggled, “when these six girls are brought into the butchering area, all naked of course! And… wow! Trust me, they were gorgeous! They were all fourteen or fifteen with nice tits and they were all, like, super toned and stuff!”

“Wonder who they were?” Rosie speculated out loud. Despite his lack of experience, Tamara was clearly more than satisfied with the work Cameron’s fingers were doing and was moaning quite unashamedly as she squirmed on his lap, no effort made any more to hide what was going on from the others in the pot.

“Well, Daddy asked afterwards, when we were buying the meat, and it turns out they were from a gymnastics team. They were selling themselves to send the rest of the team to this big contest in Europe! Isn’t that cool?”

“Wow! So sweet of them!” Helen smiled. “So you watched them slaughtered?”

“Sure did!” Sarah grinned, rubbing her cousin’s hard little clit with her thumb while continuing to finger-fuck her, faster now as she told the story. “Jenny came to help her dad and they did two at a time, hanging them upside down and cutting their throats, then opening up their bellies while they were still twitching! Then they cut their lovely tits off and carved out their fillets, cut off their heads then cut the bodies in half!”

“Mmm that’s how I want to go!” Rosie sighed dreamily, her hands under the surface. Her friends did not need to be able to see her fingers to know what she was doing with them!

“Trust me!” Sarah enthused, “It was even hotter to watch than to imagine! They way they turned them from hot girls to just cuts of meat! Anyway, Daddy went and asked the butcher once he was done cutting them up and he promised to make us fresh burgers and sausages from their meat! Oh and we’ve got an extra treat, too! Why don’t you show them, Daddy?”

“Sure thing!” Ed chuckled, setting down the barbecue tongs. “Give me a minute!” The girls watched with interest as he disappeared into the kitchen and came back a minute or so later with container like the sort that takeaways often come in. Under his arm he carried a roll of kitchen foil. The two younger girls being fingered by the best friends were now giving noisy squeaks and yelps as they reached their climaxes. As they relaxed and settled down, the other girls gave a round of applause, both for the spirited performances and the fingers that had provoked them! Cameron blushed a little as he slid his fingers out of Tamara’s tight little cunt but was soon distracted when she pulled him close with both arms around his neck and kissed him deeply and with more passion, not to mention tongue, than he had ever been kissed before. When she finally came up for air, he noticed that Shelly and Sarah were locked in a similar conjunction.

“Take you time!” Ed chuckled as they broke off. “I’ll wait!”

“Oops! Sorry Daddy!” Sarah giggled, wiping her lip with the tip of her finger as Shelly cuddled in to her, resting her head on her shoulder. “I didn’t notice you there!”

“That’s okay!” Ed shook his head in amusement. “You were somewhat occupied! Anyway, I’ve got the special treats here! I’m going to wrap them in foil and bake them in the coals.”

“Show us, please!” Helen urged.

“Yeah!” Tamara wiggled on Cameron’s lap excitedly. “Please!”

“Ta-da!” Ed grinned, opening the top of the box and revealing eight plump cunt fillets within, packed in like fresh eggs and with cardboard dividers separating them. “What do you think?” Cameron and all the girls apart from Sarah looked open-mouthed at the delicious delicacies. Sarah, having known what to expect, was grinning from ear to ear.

“Where did the other two come from?” Cameron asked. “You said there were six girls in the group that came in?”

“Yeah he added in a couple he’d harvested earlier.” Ed chuckled. “But he promised they were less than an hour older than the others! They’re all about as fresh as you get without roasting a live girl!” Sarah giggled when he said that and Cameron could not help stroking and squeezing Tamara’s plump pussy lips, almost without realising what he was doing, as he imagined the pretty young girl roasting the way Sarah would at her party.

“Such a treat, huh?” Sarah asked her guests with a broad grin and they all enthusiastically agreed. Ed then started the wrap the lovely meaty cunts and put them in amongst the coals.

“About ten minutes until the first burgers are ready!” Ed smiled at the girls in the tub while his sister Linda brought out bowls of salad, bread rolls, bottles of ketchup, mustard, mayonnaise and soda as well as a stack of plates and plastic cups and put them on the garden table. One by one, being careful not to slip and grateful that the steps were textured for safety, the seven girls and one honorary girl, got out of the amusingly-themed hot-tub, dried themselves with the towels that Ed provided and put their Sidney boots back on.

Soon they were all happily munching on burgers and hotdogs with potato-chips and salad on the side and being warned several times to make sure they saved room for the special treats that were baking amongst the coals. Rather than sit on the ground and end up with grass-clipping stuck to them and impressions from the grass and ground beneath on their bare backsides, their skin still slightly clammy from the hot-tub which sat quietly steaming in the middle of the lawn, the eight friends piled onto the two cushioned garden benches on the patio, close to the barbecue.

With eight of them it would have been quite the tight squeeze if Shelly and Tamara had not insisted on sitting on the laps of Sarah and Cameron respectively, leaving a space in the middle for Helen and the entire other bench to be shared between three rather than four, making everyone quite comfortable, with the possible exception of Cameron who could not help starting to get hard once more, especially each time Tamara smiled at him or held eye-contact while she bit into her juicy girl-burger.

After about half an hour, Ed announced that the special treats were ready, warning everyone that they would be very hot as he fished them out of the coals with his tongs as set them on a plate. Once they were all retrieved, he carefully opened each little foil parcel, allowing the delicious-smelling steam to escape, making everyone’s mouth water despite their bellies being almost full of girl-meat burgers and sausages.

“I want you to pretend the one you get is mine!” Tamara leaned in and whispered in Cameron’s ear. “Like, pretend it’s my pussy you’re eating!” Cameron blushed deeply but could not help being intrigued by the idea. Almost involuntarily he looked down between Tamara’s legs which she parted a little more to give him a good view. “Pick one that looks like mine!” she urged him as the plate was brought close. As it was her party, Sarah of course got the first pick but then the plate was offered to Cameron and he inspected the seven plump, baked cunts.

“That one!” Tamara pointed to one in the middle, the skin the same deep tan as her own, before he had been able to give it much thought. Chuckling, Ed used the tongs to transfer the treat onto Cameron’s plate, warning him that it and the foil would still be very hot, then asked Tamara which one she would like. When Shelly and Helen had made their selection, he moved on to the other bench and served the last three.

“How is it?” Tamara asked, her arm around Cameron’s neck as he bit into the juicy treat. The meat was soft, with the texture of Turkish Delight, and more delicious that he could have imagined!

“You’ve got grease on your face!” Tamara smiled in an almost motherly fashion before wiping around Cameron’s mouth with her finger which she then sucked, slowly and seductively, keeping her eyes locked to his the whole time. “So do you think mine will be as good?”

“Better!” Cameron replied while blushing. “Isn’t between nine and thirteen supposed to be the tastiest age for a girl? I mean, these were great but meat like yours is better than teen meat, or so I hear, anyway…” he tailed off, embarrassed.

“Please come to the fair.” the sweet brunette asked him, earnestly. “I’d love for you to taste me!”

“I’m sure I can!” Cameron assured her. “I bet Sarah’s dad will be wanting to go since Shelly is on the menu so I’ll get a ride with him!”

“Thank you!” Tamara gushed before grabbing his face with both and kissing him deeply once more. Her mouth and tongue tasted of the baked teen fillet and was even more delicious than before. Meanwhile, on Sarah’s lap, Shelly was munching away happily, having gone back for another burger after finishing her baked cunt, insisting much to Sarah and Helen’s amusement that she was a fattening piggy who needed to eat as much girl-meat as possible! In between bites, and with her mouth full of half-chewed meat, bread and ketchup, she told the older girls in a lot of detail about the special roasters the school had where the spit, charcoal pit and carving stand were all built into one trolley on wheels and how, if needed, it could be closed up with a cooked girl or boy inside to keep their meat warm for later.

“You were kinda quiet when we were talking about cooking methods?” Sarah remarked to Helen when he cousin finally fell quiet and allowed her to get a word in. “But you were teasing Auntie Linda about stepping in as extra food if we ran out? Not that there’s any real danger of that!” she giggled. Like the other girls, she was feeling very full already and yet there was still a heap of food on the barbecue! Sarah was sure that she would get a second wind soon – the girl-burgers and sausages were just too delicious to be left uneaten!

“Well…” Helen grinned cheekily as if getting ready to share a secret every bit as delicious as the meat. “I’ve actually got plans in that direction!”

“Ooh!” Sarah leaned in. “Do tell!” The other three on the bench looked at her with interest too.

“Well,” Helen grinned, wringing her fingers as she often did when excited and licking her lips, “you know how my dad and his friends go on a hunting trip every Summer?”

“To Scotland?” Sarah confirmed. “Yeah? They hunt deer, right?” She remembered being invited over to Helen’s house before to enjoy meals of venison her dad had brought back from his trips, and occasionally admired the huge antlers of the trophy bucks. She was not keen on the idea of hunting just for trophies but since the men involved seemed to use all the meat and Helen’s dad explained how, without the natural predators such as bears and wolves that humans had wiped out, hunting was necessary to keep the deer population controlled and healthy.

“Well yeah, most of the time,” Helen grinned, “but on the last day they hunt girls!”

“Wow, really?” Cameron leaned in, holding Tamara tightly around her tummy so that she wouldn’t fall off his lap. “Who do they hunt? Like, volunteers, right?”

“Of course, silly!” giggled Helen. “From a local school! Five girls volunteer in exchange for a big donation to the school which helps out with their fundraising. So they hunt girls on the last day and eat them that evening to celebrate the end of the vacation.”

“Ooh that does sound cool!” Sarah grinned. “But what’s that got to do with you? I don’t know anywhere round here that people hunt girls?”

“Daddy’s promised to take me with him this time!” Helen gushed. “I can’t join in the hunting because that’s just for adults but a local family from one of the girls who is going to be hunted said I can stay with them and they’re going to show me all the cool tourist attractions round there then, at the end of the week, I will be one of the girls they hunt!”

“Wow that’s so awesome!” Shelly nearly fell off Sarah’s lap in her excitement. “That sounds like so much fun!”

“I hear adrenaline makes girl-meat even tastier!” Sarah giggled. “Your Daddy and his friends are in for such a treat!” Cameron had heard this piece of exposition too, having had it explained to him when he asked why so many girls are cooked alive when that must hurt more than being quickly killed, which would probably also make cooking easier. The pain, thrill and excitement of being cooked alive could make a big contribution to how delicious a girl would be!

After eating, the friends went inside for party games with more mocktails and snacks such as cookies, donuts and popcorn, the adults chuckling at how much the preteens were able to put away despite having just demolished a huge pile of burgers and hot-dogs.

There was spin-the-bottle but instead of making out with whoever the bottle pointed to, the spinner had to say which cut from that person they’d enjoy the most. Although not officially the rule, after Helen started it with Kim it quickly caught on that the spinner would lick or kiss the chosen cut of whoever the bottle landed on, most playing it relatively safe with belly, rump or thighs but breast becoming more popular as the game progressed. There was a lot of giggling when Rosie’s spin landed on Cameron and she confidently announced she wanted his sausage in a hot-dog bun! Gamely, Cameron agreed and stood with his willy in a bun which Ed cut in half so as not to intimidate him and invited Rosie to come take a bite. Cheered on by her friends, she happily came and knelt in front of him, biting through the bread and swallowing it before briefly licking then kissing the exposed pink tip. A moment made even more amusing when Ed offered to fetch one for her from the leftovers in the kitchen! Sarah was delighted when her spin landed on Shelly and she licked her lips as she appraised her sweet and delicious young cousin.