Half an hour later, with Josh feeling somewhat dazed and trying not to think about the credit card bill in January, the four of them staggered out of the camping shop all carrying boxes, rolled mats and vacuum-wrapped sleeping bags and camping pillows, having found that such items were indeed on sale at a good discount.

“Remind me,” Josh chuckled as he tried to fit all the new purchases into the boot of the car, “are we planning a Christmas party or to survive an apocalypse?”

“Hmm not sure I’d last many days among so many people!” Samantha observed.

“Oh, that’s okay!” her dad winked at her. “Once you’re eaten up, we can move onto the emergency rations!” He gave Amelia a cheeky pat on the backside which made her giggle. “By the time we’ve worked our way through your cousins, your other friends and Aaron’s daughter, society should be back up and running again!”

“Fair enough!” Samantha grinned cheekily. “But let’s hope for your sake it doesn’t go on much longer than that or you might have to start eating the boys too!” She made a face that suggested this was something that would likely make her throw up if forced to endure.

“Well let’s hope it doesn’t come to that!” Laura clucked her tongue, trying to sound disapproving but unable to hide how amused she was by the conversation. “All we’re planning for is a Christmas party with two main meals, followed by a one-night sleep-over!” All still laughing and speculating about what order they might eat the other girls in, and whether it would be better to eat Laura and the other mums before attempting to stomach the boys, they drove home and unloaded the car.

Inside the living room, once they got home, was a flurry of activity with the girls helping Laura find all the different bits and pieces they had got ready for the party while Josh fetched the decorations and cutouts in from the garage.

“Ooh you haven’t seen these, have you?” Samantha grinned as she slid one of the sitting cut-outs from its protective cardboard sleeve and set it up on the dining table. It was the one showing Samantha dressed, if that word could be accurately applied to her condition, in her elf costume, crouched with her knees parted, leaving nothing to the imagination.

“Oh wow, that’s so cool!” Amelia gushed. “Where did you get them printed? Maybe I could get one to stand next to the serving at the Christening? They could put it in the baby’s room afterwards as a nice reminder of their Auntie Amelia!”

“I’ll show you later!” Samantha promised. “And you can see the others on Sunday! But yeah, that sounds like a really cool idea. I’m sure Daddy wouldn’t mind helping you take some pictures!” The girls giggled together, noticing that Josh could not help blushing.

List in hand, Laura oversaw the rest of them unpacking every box and bag, ticking off the contents, confirming that they had enough decorations, including the life-size Samantha cutouts, most of which remained in their sleeves for safe-keeping, crackers in two different styles, a stocking for everyone and a corresponding bag to fill them with and the assorted prizes that had come both from Sidney’s and the Christmas fair.

“I was thinking,” Samantha asked as they carefully started packing things away, “can I make a pass-the-parcel with some of my stuff? But make it kinda funny, like, put nice makeup or whatever in some layers and stinky socks and used underwear in some others?”

“Some people might enjoy that!” Amelia reminded her with a giggle. A thought which Josh had also had but didn’t like to vocalise, unlike the apparently shameless pre-teen.

“That does sound like fun.” Laura nodded but with a careful, slightly tentative tone in her voice. “But please show me the things you want to use as prizes first. Maybe you can mix in some sweets and dares or forfeits too?”

“Sounds good!” Samantha grinned.

“I’ll bring you some paper home from work.” Josh promised. “We have loads laying around that we use to pack out boxes so it shouldn’t be a problem.” Samantha hugged him gratefully, declaring him once again to be the best. “And don’t forget those playlists you wanted to make!” he reminded her.

“Ooh yeah! Good point!” She nodded earnestly. With all the work and planned activity of the day complete, Laura agreed that the girls could go up to Samantha’s room to work on the playlists, giving her three memory sticks from the drawer where she kept such things, reminding her to keep track of which colour stick was for what part of the party. For the games, Josh decided, it would be easier to use a Christmas Hits CD of which they had plenty.

Although the girls were both sent to sleep in Samantha’s bed that night, it was not before Amelia and Josh had taken a rather long, hot, soapy bath together which Samantha sat on Laura’s lap in front of the computer as they read through a number of online recipe blogs, making sure they knew exactly how long she would need to cook for and what allowances had to be made for stuffing and suchlike.

The next morning, Samantha went for a shower and, noticing that Laura had gone downstairs to make breakfast, Amelia slipped into the master bedroom and, as she had hoped, found Josh still in bed.

“Hey there!” he grinned, lifting the side of the duvet so the naked young girl could slip in beside him. “Don’t you need to be getting ready for school?” Despite the mature concern he voiced, he made no move to encourage her out of the bed. Instead he slipped his arm around her and pulled her closer into him before running his hand down her back to cup her delectable rump.

“There’s no rush!” she assured him, walking her fingers across his chest. “I need to wait for Sam to be out of the shower anyway!” She glanced towards the door, as if checking they would not be interrupted, then leaned her head closer to whisper in his ear. “I just want to make sure you’re not going to forget me this week!”

“As if I could!” Josh stroked the side of her face and her long, silken hair then kissed her, lovingly but with passion. Pressing her firm, naked young body again him, Amelia began to run her hands all over Josh’s body and he did the same, exploring her warm young form as if he were the butcher carrying out her grading. Her heard starting to beat faster, she pushed him onto his back then straddled him, impaling herself on his rock-hard morning wood then began to ride him frantically.

“Spit me with your cock!” she begged him, rocking back and forth. “You’re going to eat me! You’re going to watch me roast, naked, with a thick steel spit in my cunt then eat my delicious, tender young meat!” Hearing the young girl describe herself this way drove Josh crazy and, as he felt her eager young pussy contract, squeezing him tightly as her orgasm flooded through her lovely young body, he came powerfully, squirting his load of hot, thick cream inside her. Panting and red faced, she flopped down on top of him again and they shared another long, lingering kiss.

“Shower’s free!” Samantha laughed from the doorway, wearing a towel around her hair but nothing else. “You need to get up too, Daddy!” she teased, not letting on how long she had been stood there watching. “Don’t want to be late for work!”

“Good point!” Amelia grinned, hopping out of bed and tugging on his hand, encouraging him to follow. “You’d better come share my shower to save time!”

So began the last week of Samantha’s life. She was aware of this fact of course, very aware, counting down the days until she would roast, getting more excited with every passing day. On the other hand, everything felt remarkably normal! This was in no small part down to Laura’s efforts, trying to keep a regular routine in place. She spent every night in her parents’ bed and there was a fair amount of intimacy of course but she also slept remarkably well, feeling an overwhelming sense of contentment she had never experienced before. She would never have to worry about how she was doing at school, whether she would make this or that team, if she would be able to find a job one day or anything of the normal things people worried about. Her future was already decided. On Christmas Day she would roast in the big oven to be enjoyed by a room full of people who she loved and who loved her in return.

On the last day of school, following what seemed to be fast becoming a tradition, she took in a tray of cupcakes with Christmas tree and star-shaped sprinkles that her mum had helped her make the night before, along with a batch of snowman cookies to share with her class then made a point of saying goodbye to everyone and wishing them Merry Christmas before she left for the final time, promising Amanda and Rob that her parents would come pick them up on Sunday morning and making final plans with Amelia to meet outside the butcher’s shop the next day.

As soon as she was home, Samantha took her clothes off and video-called her Gram and Gramps on the TV, asking them about their travel plans and checking whether they were planning to join in the sleepover. Laura was not surprised to hear from the kitchen that her parents would be whole-heartedly joining in. Discretely, while Samantha was distracted, she pulled open one of the less-used drawers in the kitchen and looked at the documents she had tucked away in there, documents that had been finalised at a meeting that afternoon which Josh had taken a couple of hours out of work to attend with her.

A couple of hours later, laden with pizza and assorted sides, Josh arrived home to find his daughter still naked, lounging on the sofa watching a Christmas movie. He was not entirely surprised when she declined to put any clothes on to eat dinner, claiming that she was testing out her Christmas outfit!

To be continued...