Looking around, Lucas was a little disappointed to see that there didn’t seem to be any meat-prep going on in the kitchen at that moment. Like Diane, he had been rather hoping to watch a butchering or two but he supposed it was still early yet. Since they prided themselves on the freshness of the meat they served, it was likely that the Gingerbread staff didn’t butcher their boys and girls until half an hour before opening at least. After all, he had read that a skilled and experienced butcher can take a volunteer from walk-in to fully parted out in just ten minutes! The staff that were currently working in the kitchen seemed busy mostly with cleaning tasks.

“Hey there!” Rose beamed at the children as she came over. “Long time, no see!” They both hugged her. “And great to see you too!” She gave their dad a hug and a quick peck on the cheek which made him blush a little. “I’m afraid it’s only staff and meat allowed in the kitchen,” she explained apologetically, “but if you’d like to wait in the restaurant, help yourself to the coffee machine in the corner!” He accepted this without question and allowed himself to be shown through by the same young man who had answered the door. “Right then!” Rose clapped her hands together. “Let’s take a look at the meat!”

Giggling but not needing to be told twice, both children began to strip out of their school uniforms. There were no coyly turned backs this time. They were meat, after all, there to be inspected and standing in the kitchen where countless other boys had girls had been prepared as food and where even more others likely would be in the future. Lucas’s cheeks did turn a little pink when it came time to pull down his underpants but he didn’t hesitate, pleased to notice that the excitement of the situation had him looking his best once more.

“Excuse me,” Rose turned to her sister with her hands on her hips, shaking her head in mock disappointment, “but what exactly do you think you’re doing?” Sandy, who had been stood watching the children undress, a proudly indulgent smile on her face, looked at her sister quizzically. “Only staff and meat are allowed in the kitchen!”

“Well, I am meat, so…?” Sandy still looked a little puzzled.

“Well then you’d better start dressing like it, young lady!” Rose teased.

“Oh, right!” Sandy giggled. “I just thought since you’d inspected me already…”

“No excuses!” Rose wagged her finger.

“Yeah!” Diane mimicked the chef’s hands-on-hips pose, pulling it off with a surprising amount of sass and authority for a stark naked nine year old! “No excuses! Strip, piggy!” Lucas folded his arms across his chest and looked at her expectantly, making it very clear whose side he was taking in the discussion.

“Okay! Okay!” Sandy put her hands up in surrender, although not at all upset at the prospect of undressing for another inspection in this kitchen and only wondering why she hadn’t thought to do so by herself. Quickly, she stripped down to her underwear then removed her bra and teasingly set it on Diane’s head like she was some kind of stand or mannequin then tossed her panties at Lucas, hitting him in the face as he was too slow to react with his arms folded. “Better?” she asked, turning to wiggle her bare rump in her sister’s direction as the children giggling and dropped the underwear onto the untidy heap that was the rest of her clothes.

“Much!” Rose nodded in approval. “Right,” she looked the children over. “Let’s have Gretel up first.” She pulled over a metal stool and sat down, beckoning Diane towards her. “Very pretty.” she complimented her, starting with a basic visual inspection, turning her this way and that with her hands on her shoulders so that she could view her from all angles. “Great figure. Lovely shape over-all. We’ll put your hair in braids for the occasion,” she explained conversationally, “it will suit the character well. You don’t seem shy about being naked?” Diane shook her head and grinned. “Good! Now, this isn’t just about being meat, there’s a bit of acting involved too. Have you done any before?”

“Oh yes!” Diane nodded enthusiastically. “I’ve been in lots of school plays and done acting in concerts too. I even had some nude scenes!”

“Very good!” Rose smiled. “And you’ll need to help with your brother’s and Sandy’s prep before you cook, are you okay with that?”

“Oh yes, definitely!” the eager little meat-girl agreed. “Sandy told us all about the plans.”

“Okay, very good!” Rose smiled again. “Now, let’s see about the quality of your meat!” Grinning, Diane held out her arm which Rose worked her way up from wrist to shoulder, squeezing gently in some places and a little more firmly in others, seeming to be very satisfied with what she found. Assuming the one arm would be much like the other, she then asked Diane to lift one leg. The little girl steadied herself on a nearby table and did as she was asked. “Okay, you can put your foot down.” Rose smiled, having established that her meaty-looking drumsticks did indeed appear to be of high quality. “Hold your arms out by your side a little way for me, like a penguin!” she instructed with a grin and Diane complied, allowing Rose to feel her belly, ribs and chest. She had no breast-meat to speak of but the experienced chef still gave her cute little nipples a playful pinch that made her giggle before reaching around to feel her rump with which she declared herself incredibly satisfied. Since she was not intended to be spit-roasted, the inside of her fillet was of less concern but Rose still squeezed the plump out lips together to check for meatiness, provoking another giggle from her eager little volunteer. “First rate!” Rose declared with a grin, giving Diane a playful slap on the backside. “A delectable little morsel if ever I saw one! Okay, handsome Hansel!” she grinned at Lucas whose blush deepened a little but not enough to significantly diminish the blood-flow to a certain other part of his anatomy.

“Hi.” Lucas smiled a little sheepishly as he stepped up. “I’m afraid I’ve not done much acting and this will be my first time being naked… In front of other people, I mean!” he quickly qualified, lest his pretty former babysitter draw the inference that he never properly bathed or showered.

“I see.” Rose nodded. “Well, don’t worry,” she smiled kindly, “yours isn’t so much of an acting role. You just have to stand in the cage and let everyone check you out until it’s time to be cooked. You might need to help or at least cooperate with some of the prep but, technically speaking, you’ll be more of an extra, or a prop, even, rather than a performer. Not that you’re not super important to the event!” she added quickly, not wanting the sweet young boy to feel unwanted or less significant than his sister. “Your prep and cooking is going to be one of the main events! And when you’re served up, of course!” she grinned. “It’s just you won’t have to say much and will only need to follow simple instructions. You up for that?” Lucas nodded. “Great! Now, let’s have a look at you! My, my!” she looked him up and down, turning him slightly from side to side with her hands on her shoulders, just as she had done with Diane. “You’ve certainly grown up a lot since I last saw you! What happened to that chubby little boy who used to get a stiffy in the bath when I washed his hair?” Lucas blushed some more but giggled and shrugged. “Quite the young man, now!” Rose complimented him, genuine admiration and approval in her voice.


To be continued...