“I bet that’s the spitting bench!” Amelia spoke in quiet awe, licking her lips slightly. She knew that her family would be hiring professional caterers to cook her when her time came so it was very likely that she was witnessing a preview of her eventual fate. “But where’s there meat?”

They looked around for the young woman they had been chatting to earlier who had identified herself as next to roast, expecting to see her naked and being prepped somewhere but instead they spotted her calmly finishing her interaction with a customer, smiling as she handed them their change and pointed them towards the condiments. One of the other young woman then came over and tapped her lightly on the shoulder, telling her something the girls were too far away to hear but which was likely some variation of “They’re ready for you.” Then, as calmly as if she were going on her lunch break, the teen walked over to the spitting bench and began to undress, chatting happily to the two young men as she did so and handing one of them her clothes the way Samantha often did to Josh when he took her clothes shopping and she wanted to try on multiple outfits.

Now that there was definitely something to see, the crowd began to swell and Josh was glad that he and the girls were already quite close to the front, although they did allow several smaller children to slip in front of them for a better view. She began by taking off the tinsel around her hair then gathering her ponytail up into a messy bun and pinning it in place. Then she pulled her uniform polo shirt, very similar to the ones worn by the Sidney’s kitchen staff, up over her head, revealing the fact that she was wearing a fairly sturdy red bra to contain her firm teen breasts that looked to be about the size and shape of grapefruits. The audience watched in anticipation as they wondered whether it would be the bra or trousers that came off next but, supporting herself with a hand on her friend’s shoulder, the girl instead unlaced and pulled off her shoes then her socks which she stuffed into them.

Something about the casual way she was undressing, as if getting ready for a bath but in fact preparing to roast so that her meat could be served to hungry fair-goers, most of whom would likely never care or even think about who she had been, just seeing her as a source of meat like any other pig, made the scene far more erotic and exciting for Josh than if she had been performing a seductive strip-tease. Of course the location of Amelia’s hand on his inner thigh was doing nothing to detract from his arousal.

Next the girl unzipped her trousers and pulled them down, revealing that her panties did not match her bra but were in fact black. Although the trousers themselves had left very little to the imagination, it was definitely nice to get a look at her thighs and rump unencumbered and even nicer when she chose her panties as the next garment to remove, revealing her plump, smooth fillet and leaving her in only the bra which, of course, followed seconds later. Once she was completely naked, the crowd gave her a good-natured round of applause and she gave them a little bow of acknowledgement, grinning rather cheekily and clearly enjoying how many eyes, not to mention lenses, were trained on her luscious teen body.


To be continued...