So here is my entry for Edward Hyde’s contest

I wanted expand on the base story and it ended up like that. I first planned to write another story along this one, but seeing how it ended up, I will not be writing it right away ^^”

I tried to imitate Edward Hyde’s style along with adding my own, I hope this could pass as a “Sidneyverse” original story.

Enjoy!


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Preparations


At 8 in the morning they received the meat delivery from America. Hundreds of young naked girls burst through the doors, running around, all eager to take part in this grand opening. Melody, the manager, had been tirelessly working for hours already to be sure that everything was perfect. But the arrival of those participants, laughing and chatting about how happy they were to be here, put a smile on her face. “Everyone! Gather here, please!” yelled Lara, her young assistant, just as naked as the rest of them. It took a few minutes for all of the girls to calm down and follow the instructions. Eventually another pair of girls entered the building, one in a wheelchair, the other pushing her. Melody cleared her throat and spoke up.

“First of all, we want to thank you for volunteering, without you none of this would be possible.” The crowd cheered. “You’re free to do whatever you want. The Kitchen is upstairs. The part girls, the ones that will be butchered for parts, can go there to be butchered at anytime between now and 6 PM, but please do not overwhelm our cooks even if they like handling cute naked girls.” She sent them a playful wink and everyone laughed. “The live roasts will have to wait until the opening, but you can arrange the order between yourselves. The kitchen is up there, and the souvenir shop is just behind you if you want to take a look. Have fun!”

The hundreds of naked forms scattered through the restaurant. “They filled the entire place in seconds, putting up the decorations will be horrible.” Melody commented with a tired smile “And don’t you go mixing up with them!” She jokingly threatened. “I know. I won’t… yet!” they both chuckled at this. For a few weeks still, only American livestock could be served in England, Lara being British-American was in a legal limbo. The lawyers were still debating her case.

As they finished laughing, they noticed two girls had stayed there chatting with each other. They were the wheelchair girl and her friend. Melody decided to start the conversation. “Hi, do you need anything? Lara here can give you a tour if you want?” The sitting girl shook her head with a smile. “No need, I’m Rose, and with my friend Nissa we were just deciding when to go to the kitchen.” Melody and Lara smiled back, curious. “So what did you decide?” The smile from Nissa’s face brightened the whole room.

“That we just can’t wait!” At those words, Lara burst into laughter. “I can get that!” Melody tried to stay professional. “There’s a lift to get to the kitchen if you want.” The pair nodded, thanked her, and waved away as they settled into the lift. Lara could catch a glimpse of them snuggling as the lift closed. But reality caught up to them. “Hello? I have a delivery for Miss Melody Hill?”

The deliveryman brought with him a few boxes of stuff for the restaurant. They were expecting so many deliveries that day that Melody had to open one of the boxes to know what it contained. She understood they were the first batch of decorations: some garlands, tablecloths, and candles, but also costumes, wigs and body paint. The first few could, or rather ought to be set right away, the rest would have to wait until they are needed. waiters grabbed everything that could be installed at this moment, and Lara moved the rest backstage. Her sweet cheeks shaking with all the weight on her steps, and some voluntary hip movements.

Meanwhile, Rose and Nissa reached the kitchen. As they pushed open the doors, a tall blond man in his early 30s turned to greet them. “Hello young ones, nice to see you. I’m Dan, the head chef of this establishment. It’s still pretty early, you know.” Nissa froze in place, so Rose spoke instead. “Yes, we know, we just couldn’t wait. We hope this isn’t bothering you?” Dan just laughed at so much cuteness. “Not at all! The sooner we get started, the less in a rush we are, so really, we have to thank you! This also makes things easier for the taxidermist, the faster you get prepared, the more likely you are to get your head mounted, and sent to the souvenir shop in time. If both of you are fine with that, of course.”

Nissa’s muscles relaxed all at once when she realised they were not hindering them, her eyes even sparkled when he mentioned her head ending in the souvenir shop. “Not at all!” she almost yelled, while Rose nodded with confidence. “Perfect then! Well we can get started right away. You can both get on the counter but I’ll have to start with one of…” But before he could finish “Please do Nissa first!” Nissa’s eyes turned round as she didn’t know her friend could get so wild.

With one full second of silence, Rose’s cheeks blushed a deep red. “No, I mean… I know Nissa really wants it, and I would like to watch her as it happens…” Nissa kissed her friend’s cheek and let a sweet “Thank you” escape her lips. “I’ll start then. But first could you help me?” She started reaching down into the wheelchair to lift Rose, she semi-consciously grabbed onto her friend’s ass, which only made her blush deeper, both of them actually. Dan held onto her knees and delicately posed her onto the counter. Nissa climbed on it right after. Both girls layed on their bellies, showing their delicious meat, and asses to the kitchen, and couldn’t wait for the next step.

Dan positioned himself in front of them and playfully moved his hand through Nissa’s hair. “So, chop or throat slit?” Nissa pondered the question for a few seconds, but she already knew her choice. She wanted it to last as long as possible. “Slit!” With no further question, the knife slid through her throat. Nissa’s body convulsed, her perky butt clenched but she couldn’t control her body anymore. Rose appeared hypnotised by the stream of blood spurting out of her friend, lost in bliss. Dan needed to poke her back to snap her out of her trance. “Chop or throat slit?” he asked with the same smile on his face. Rose did not hesitate a single second and shouted “Chop!” *TCHAK* Dan caught Rose’s head before it fell, her body spasmed just like Nissa’s.

Rose stayed conscious just long enough to see Dan put her head back on the counter. After that, the chef lopped off Nissa’s head, and set it neatly beside Rose’s. Both of their blood ended in the same bucket. Then the professional part: Dan slaughtered both carcasses, he first cut their bellies open to remove the hearts, guts, stomaches, and other organs, then skinned the bodies as much as possible. With expert moves he processed both torsos, the perky breasts put aside, and the rest cut into chops or ribs. *Tchak*, *tchak*, *tchak*, *tchak*, he lopped off all four legs at the knees, then turned the thighs into dozens of steaks. He left the arms in one piece though. Once Dan and his assistants processed all the meat, the cooks gathered the parts they needed and the kitchen resumed its work. But just as Dan thought he could breathe, another girl pushed the doors.

She posed with her hips tilted and one hand on them, as if she owned the place. Her eyes darted through the room between the different cuts of meat passing around, eventually stopping on the severed heads. “Looks like I’m not the first one here. I’m Jen, also here to get butchered.” The forwardness of the girl surprised Dan, but he focused back. “It’s good to come early, as I said to you comrades there, it helps us with avoiding the rush, and it’s more likely that your lovely head ends up in the souvenir shop, so…” As she heard this, Jen raised her finger to stop him. “That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. I do not want a single tiny bit of my body to get wasted. This includes ending up as a trophy. So before I lay on this chopping board, I want you to assure me that you can serve all of this.” She meant her body, but she actually pointed to her budding breasts and ass.

Dan held back a laugh, to stay professional in front of this temporary boss. “Sure, I can have your body parts all get used, we do not like waste either. I can also describe how each part will be transformed into food, if that is your wish.” The chef bowed slightly, taking on a role to please the princess-like meatgirl, who didn’t even realise it. “I would indeed like to know your plans.” Dan approached the young Jen with a smile on his face. “You’re especially lucky, since you are the first one to request this tonight, I’ll personally make sure your parts will be the first used when needed.” A prideful scoff emerged from Jen’s throat. “So, first, from that head you worried about, we’ll use…” She stopped him again. “Show me. Show me the cuts you’re talking about.” The princess tilted her whole body forward, offering it as a meat puppet to manipulate. This time a chuckle escaped from Dan, but he complied with her demands. “So your head… before anything, your hair, like your nails and teeth, can’t be used for food. There’s no way unfortunately.”

The chef circled her scalp with the back of his knife’s tip. “Humpf. That much is fine. But you better use the rest!” She reacted half-offended to this. “But of course, milady. First the meat around your skull, this will make a nice stuffing. Then your brain, it’s not very popular but we get a few orders once in a while, either served sliced with a nice sauce, or cooked into a dish.” He rubbed her fingers around her eyes, “Those beautiful brown eyes will be slowly cooked in sugar to become nice candies.” The knife slid down, onto her cheek. “Cheek meat is a real delicacy, I’m sure it’ll get ordered quickly.” Jen didn’t react as Dan pushed his thumb into her mouth to open it. He poked her tongue with the knife. “The tongue meat is also delicious when properly cooked, either in a tomato sauce or in tacos. It won’t last long.”

Dan rolled the knife on Jen’s skin as he described each cut. “The neck makes for a tender cut with a wine reduction, the shoulders are great for broth, arms and forearms can be used for anything, the hands can be eaten like chicken wings, I recommend a teriyaki sauce.” He continued down. “Back to the chest, chops or ribs are classics, your belly meat is very firm, this will make a nice bacon, the breasts are often served as is, but sometimes they go with other cuts. Next are your offal, your cute little heart can be served lighlty toasted, same for the liver. Your guts will be stuffed with the rest of your organs to make sausages. Your stomach will be stuffed with vegetables.”

He reached for her cute little butt. “Sometime the rump is served whole for a family to share, but yours will be butchered up, cut at the cheeks, the uterus stuffed, and the fillet served with potatoes.” He outlined each cuts of the rump with his finger, and weighed the cheeks in his hands.

He inspected the thighs and calves of the meatgirl as he spoke. “Your legs will make tender steaks, but I’ll chop them off at the knees, so that your calves will be slowly roasted in fat. Some calves confit for the opening day.” His hands wandered all over her meat, on her ribs and ass. “That is how we’ll use your fat, we will scrape off every spot we can, and render it down to confit your own calves.” On her shoulder blades. “Your remaining bones will be used to make broth that will be served with a variety of cuts.” On her throat, “Your blood will be used to replace eggs when we bake cakes.” On her cheeks and pinching her nipple. “Your skin, since you don’t want it to be turned into a pelt, will be used to wrap bits of meat and fried to make ballotines as appetisers. Your nipples will top two of those. And in the unlikely event that there’s any part of you uneaten, I’ll serve it to the whole roasters on reserve for tomorrow. Or eat it myself.” The chef finally concluded. With no ceremony the lady accepted his proposal.

“Fine, you may kill me.” Announced Jen triumphantly with one step forward, walking out of Dan’s hands. Dan, once again taken aback by the girl’s bluntness, resumed his work. He didn’t say anything that Jen already laid down on the chopping board. She posed her back, her budding boobs raising and falling with each breath. She looked like she was here for a tan. Her hair flowed away as she kept her chin high. “Chop or slit?” Dan asked ritually as he tried to get back in the mood. With her usual lightheartedness, she casually replied “Chop.” *TCHAK*

Back in the hall, Lara’s bare breasts were shaking from her panting. She had placed all the boxes and now walked back to Melody’s side. The manager oversaw the employees setting up the decorations in the dining area. Even if they closed the private dinning areas, they also needed to decorate those a bit. “Push it more to the right. No, do not light all candles right now. Use the yellow ones for today.” Melody also made sure that the central stage stood out the most. She left the most important places bare, so they would shine brighter. This included the large fountain, the stair to the large parties area, and the white alcoves. Even the center of attention, the towering marble statue of Sidney, stood bare, literally, as it depicted her fully naked. Eventually, the receptionist called the manager. “Miss Hill, the delivery for the souvenir shop is here!” Melody sighed and rushed to the door with Lara.

She signed the papers, and an assortment of boxes waited for them. Lara pouted when she failed to reach the hand truck. “Don’t try this, you’ll hurt yourself, let me do it.” Melody pushed the first set through the restaurant to the souvenir shop. Her assistant followed close behind, disappointed, hands crossed under her tits.

They entered the souvenir shop, a separated room between the hall and the dinning area. A middle-aged man with a warm smile sat behind the desk, surrounded by bare shelves. He inspected the hue of glass eyes in front of two severed heads. “Arthur! We got the delivery!” Lara dashed to hug the in-house taxidermist. He patted her head with a fatherly smile. “It’s wonderful, Little One, I’ll help you once I finish this head.” Lara nodded and, as she caught sight of the head he stuffed, her face lit up. “Oh my! It’s Rose! And Nissa!” Arthur carefully removed Rose’s blue eyes from their sockets. “You knew them?” he asked with a smile

Lara, proud, returned Arthur’s smile. “Yup, we saw them before they went to the kitchen.” The young assistant replied while eagerly opening the boxes. The older folded the head’s lips aside, to check it’s teeth and gums. Lara revealed several hundreds of Sidney’s hats and boots in various quality. “Fill up just one row which each item, I’ll store the rest in the back.” Lara grabbed the whole first box and hummed her favorite song as she arranged the shelves. In a second, she put all the items onto the shelves. Then young Lara moved onto the next box, the larger of the bunch.

She saw the package, filled to the brim with a few dozens of young girls’ stuffed heads, featuring a large range of facial expressions, some happy, some angry, disgusted, pouting, sad, and much more. She once again carried the box to put the heads on display. But as Melody came back, the weight inside pushed on the box, the tape closing the bottom wasn’t enough, and one head slipped out. Unfortunately Lara couldn’t see where she walked, she took her next step on the fallen head, which rolled under her feet. “Waa!” The young assistant lost her balance, the weight of the box prevented her from stabilising.

Despite her best efforts she couldn’t help but fall on her bare skin. “OUCH! My rump!” As she fell, she couldn’t control the box, dozens of stuffed heads spilled all over the ground, rolling in every corner. “Lara! Are you okay?!” Both adults rushed to help the young assistant, rubbing her ass to ease the pain. “No, I’m good. I’m sorry for spilling the heads…” Melody and Arthur grabbed her shoulder to pull her back on her feet. “No, don’t worry. The tape was faulty, it’s not your fault.” she caressed Lara’s head.

The assistant smiled and everyone picked up the heads to put them on display. Arthur pointed them to the shelves reserved for the heads butchered that day. Before long they placed all the heads from the ground. As she opened a small box full of stuffed hands, Lara noticed a detail. “Hey, we finished a single box, and the shelves are almost full. What will we do with the other six?” Arthur put the hands on display along with Lara, as Melody answered her interrogations. “Those aren’t for the shop, not yet. They’ll serve as centerpiece for the main room’s tables. Each table will have their own Sidney head as decoration, that’s why we had so many high quality hats. Once we’re done here, we’ll pick the most Sidney-looking of the bunch, decorate them with their iconic hats and set them on the tables.” Lara excitedly yelped, and finished stacking the hands as fast as possible. She really wanted to place the centerpieces.

Once they completed the shelves and display cases, Melody and Lara left with the heaps of heads to the dining room. Arthur peacefully resumed his works on Rose’s and Nissa’s heads. First on Rose, he grabbed a spoon-like tool to remove her eyes which he stored in a bowl to send back to the kitchen. With a scalpel he cut her lips at the junction with the gums. With more and more small cuts, he progressed through her skin. Slowly, careful to not break her skin, the taxidermist applied his expert hands until all skin from the head disconnected from the flesh underneath. He moved the skin to let it dry and, with a different tool he scraped every bit of meat until he fully bared the skull.

With no gums, the teeth fell from their sockets, he set them aside to put them back later. With the tongue, Arthur harvested it as he severed it from the ligaments holding it and left it to soak into a bath of chemicals to preserve it. His knife removed the whole palate, which let him access her brain that he slipped out through her mouth. With now only a skull, Arthur sculpted around it to recreate Rose’s lovely face. With a mix of different gels and solid bio-plastic pieces he reformed her features, sewn her tongue back, molded her a new palate and pushed the shiny glass eyes into their sockets. He moved her lips to put a smile on her face and gave her the first spot in the display cases for fresh heads.

Back in the dinning area, Melody distributed the heads for the employees to decorate the tables. Lara took her share and she chatted with the meatgirls walking around. She met a group of four chatting around a table, all naked from head to toes. One of them grabbed her shoulder, she looked just like Sidney. “Hello! I’m Molly, those are Julie, Gina, and May. You were with the boss when we arrived right? What’s your name?” Lara smiled to her new friends and put a new severed head on the table. “I’m Lara! Nice to meet you! Yes, I’m not a meatgirl yet since I live in the UK, but I love this place so much that they let me help Melody.” Molly laid on the table as they kept chatting. Gina, an extremely fit redhead spoke next. “It’s a shame, we hope you’ll be able to be served soon. I don’t now why the UK took so long to legalise meatgirl.” Another girl joined the discussion. “It’s because they didn’t have a Sidney. Without an iconic figure to carry the movement they were left behind. Hello, my name’s Jessica!” They all kept chatting, mainly about Sidney and girlmeat. Their uncovered curves shaking each time they laughed or moved abruptly.

“Sorry, I’d love to keep talking with you, but I have to set up those heads.” Lara anouced grabbing one more from the bunch. Julie, the youngest, couldn’t get her eyes away from them. “They look just like Sidney’s. Are they real?” Lara smiled, proud of her knowledge. “Yup! Well, they aren’t real Sidney heads, but they are all heads from real butchered girls. They hand-picked the ones who looked the most like Sidney, like Molly or you for example, and carefully turned them into those!” Julie’s mouth formed a big ‘O’ when she heard this. “How about we help you?” suggested Gina as she grabbed a large box of heads.

The group scattered in pairs and decorated a quarter of the tables with the centerpieces. As Lara and Julie put down their last head, another meatgirl greeted them. “Wow! She looks just like my drawing!” She compared her drawing of Sidney to the centerpiece and it did look very much alike. Behind her ran two other meatgirls. One of them, a mirror image of the first one almost shouted. “Lily! Don’t just go talking to anyone! Can’t you see they’re busy?!” Lara tried to calm them down. “No, that’s fine, we are done anyway. I’m Lara, I’m the manager’s assistant.” The twin let out a sigh but let Lily’s mistake slide. “Thank you for being so nice to my sister. I’m Nadia.”

Julie was almost hypnotised by Lily’s drawing. “Wow, it’s just like Sidney.” Both twins bent down slightly to reach her height. “You like it? I made a lot more if you want!” But Nadia scoffed, teasing her sister “Don’t listen to her. I managed to take photos of Sidney! Including at her butchering! Before, after, and during it!” Julie’s eyes and mouth went round this time. “I wanna see! I wanna see!” The roaster laughed at her win. “They’ll be displayed soon.” Lily poked her sister’s bare chest in retaliation. “So will my drawings!” The twins kept play-fighting as the group walked to their starting table. Molly, Gina, May, and Jessica waited for them, along with three new friends they picked up along the way.

Lara first introduced Lily and Nadia, before Molly introduced Jiang, Candice and Irene. They all quickly adapted to the group. Irene and Jiang teased each other on who would be the most delicious. Jiang argued that her Chinese ancestry would bring out the most of the recipe she’ll be used for, while Irene claimed that she was raised in the best conditions. Julie, Candice and Lara discussed some obscure Sidney merchandise. After a bit, Melody arrived to check on her young assistant. “Looks like you made some friends. What a tasty-looking bunch!” she noted at the sight of the dozen naked girls, all huddled together. “Yeah they are so nice! What’s next to do now that we’re done with those heads?” The manager looked at her checklist for the next step. “Nothing urgent at the moment. I guess gather the whole roasts to…” she stopped as her professional phone rang. “Hello? Yes. Already? Of course. We’ll wait for him at the door. Thank you too, have a good day.”

Lara tilted her head confused. “We’ll talk to the live roasts later. Right now we have to greet our first guest.” Lara didn’t get what she meant. “Sorry girls, gotta go! I thought the guests wouldn’t be here for several hours?” Melody chuckled a little at her reaction while they rushed to the main entrance. “Well he’s going to stay and eat but he’s not really a guest. It’s the owner, Sir Orin Roebuck.” Several emotions passed through Lara face at this moment. “That’s right! I almost forgot!” She admitted a little embarrassed.

Melody playfully flicked her assistant’s forehead. “Maybe it’s because you’re always so distracted.” Lara only laughed before they reached the door. Orin arrived not long after them. As he pushed the door, the two greeted him almost militarily. “Good afternoon, Sir Roebuck.” But Orin put them at ease. “No need for such formalities, you can relax. And call me Orin.” Lara instantly de-stressed. “If you insist Mister Orin” The owner smiled at her reaction and patted her naked shoulder.

“What a lovely little girl. Are you going to be served tonight?” Lara pouted. “I wish… I’m a ‘legal uncertainty’ they said. For now I’m just Mel’ assistant.” Orin, as a father, wanted to cheer her up, so he tickled her ribs, eventually reaching her small breasts. Lara burst into laughter, she couldn’t even breathe as he left her panting. “We weren’t expecting you so soon Sir Orin. What are you planning to do until the opening?” Before answering, he presented Melody a briefcase. “First, I’m here to give you this.” He opened the briefcase to reveal several magazines, photos, and many more exposition pieces for the display about Sidney’s life. Lara particularly liked a photo of Sidney sitting on the butcher’s block. Sidney’s smile caught her eyes, she wanted to smile like this before her own death.