“Much better!” Jessica grinned. “Now, I believe we have a piglet to oil?” Mollie stood back, watching with indulgent amusement as her two naked co-workers and one soon-to-be spit-roaster set to work coating the little oven-piggy in the sweet chilli oil that would be sure to complement her sweet, tender young meat. After stripping off for the party at the weekend, then for Lydia and then the entire tour group of Girl Guides the day before, not to mention the sleepover with the strict no-pyjamas rule, it felt strange for Mollie to be the only one with clothes on but she enjoyed the feeling of seniority it gave her, a sense of professional distance from the job at hand. With three of them working together, Marcia standing compliant and grinning with her arms held slightly out by her sides, it only took a few minutes to get her oiled from neck to toe.

“Okay!” Mollie laughed. “Break it up! You’re just on vacation now!” The three naked assistants grinned sheepishly and stepped back, except for Lydia who slid the set of steps out from under the table with her foot and clicked the brake into place then held Marcia’s oily hand to help her climb up them and into the waiting roasting pan that Mollie had placed there. “You’re an old hand at this after yesterday, huh?” Mollie grinned, tearing open the top of a packet and sliding out a new roasting cap as the nine year old got as comfy as possible in Piggy-pose, her meaty rump sticking up in the air. “Let’s get this on you and keep that pretty hair safe!” she smiled, slipping the cap on and tucking the stray locks of brown hair under the elasticated rim.

“How do I look?” Marcia giggled. “Pretty hot, right? Think this look will catch on?” Mollie remembered the Summer she had spent working at Sidney’s around Lydia’s age and thought of the goggles the girls there had to wear before going in the caustic showers which, coupled with the roasting caps, made even the prettiest girl look like a cartoon alien!

“You’ve never looked sexier!” Mollie grinned.

“Yeah!” teased Jessica. “If you’re into really tiny grandmas!” Marcia stuck out her tongue at her big sister but took the playful comment in the spirit it was intended.

“Ready for stuffing?” Mollie asked, spooning the gloopy mixture into the piping bag with the long, shiny steel nozzle on the end.

“As I’ll ever be, I guess!” Marcia took a deep breath. As excited as she was to cook, she was not especially looking forward to the uncomfortable bloated feeling the stuffing was sure to produce, although she knew that it was all part of making her as delicious as possible and therefore totally worth it!

“We’ll go in through the back door first,” Mollie explained in a businesslike fashion. “Cole, can you get a carrot and an onion ready for me, please?”

“What are those for?” Marcia asked curiously. “We didn’t talk about those yesterday, just an apple for my mouth?”

“They’re for plugging up your pussy and butt!” Jessica explained with a confident grin. “Stop you pooping the stuffing out!”

“Not quite how I’d have put it,” Mollie chuckled, “but basically yes! To hold everything in once we’re done!” The naked young man fetched a small silver onion and a rather hefty carrot from the fridge then set to work peeling them while Mollie asked Lydia to coat the nozzle with some of the excess oil still on her hands then ease Marcia’s buttocks apart for easier access. The little girl’s eyes went wide as she felt the steel cone pushed in and Jessica, grinning broadly, moved to stand in front of her so that she could talk to and reassure her little sister if things started to get distressing for her,

Once she felt that the nozzle was all the way in, Mollie began to squeeze the piping bag. The initial sensation Marcia felt was of needing to go to the bathroom but this quickly gave way to the feeling of having just enjoyed a huge meal, much like the pizza and sides the night before. The idea that this was all in the service of making her a better meal for others to enjoy felt especially thrilling! Once the entire portion of stuffing was inside her, Mollie carefully withdrew the piping bag then took the carrot which Cole had carefully topped, peeled and tapered then forced it in as hard as she could. Mollie gave a sharp, involuntary yelp but made no further complaint as Mollie pushed until her stretched anus closed around the rounded-off head of the carrot, holding it in.

“One down,” Mollie grinned, “one to go! How are you feeling?”

“Like this morning but in reverse!” Marcia admitted. “Feels like I ate way too much!”

“Hopefully you’ll enjoy this a little more!” Mollie smiled kindly, wiping off the nozzle and applying a small amount of fresh oil from the bottle. “Open wide!” she teased as she slide the slick metal cone between Marcia’s lower lips which, between the oil and her own self-basting were incredibly well lubricated. The nine year old felt her uterus filling and stretching, her belly becoming hard as it pushed against her knees, then the sensation of her tight vagina being stretched to what felt like near bursting before Mollie gently withdrew the nozzle and forced in the peeled onion which her hungry little cunt greedily swallowed.

“Perfect!” Mollie congratulated her. “You’re a natural! Are you sure you’ve never been roasted before?” Marcia’s only reply was a giggle. “So, anything you want to say before this goes in your mouth?” Mollie asked, picking up a rosy red apple and rubbing it on her shirt to give it a shine.

“Um…” Marcia thought for a second. “I hope I’m yummy!”

“I know you will be!” Mollie grinned. “Now say aaah!” Marcia opened her mouth wide like she was at the dentist and Mollie pushed the apple in. The excited little meat-girl bit down just enough to hold it in place with her teeth without actually taking a chunk out of it and finally she was ready for the oven!


To be continued...