(TAGS – Cannibal, pre-teen, consensual, exhibitionism, public, spit-roasting, school)

School Dinner
By
Edward Hyde
“You wanted to see me, Sir?” Kerry asked a little nervously, knocking on the half-open door of the Principal’s office. The middle-aged man looked up with a warm smile.

“Ah, Kerry! Lovely!” he stood up behind his desk. “Do come in!” Kerry pushed the door all the way open and walked into the modest office, still wondering why she had been summoned and what kind of trouble she might be in. A woman who she did not recognise, wearing a smart, expensive-looking suit was stood beside the desk and she also smiled warmly as the twelve year old came in but, to her great surprise, her mum was there too, grinning excitedly as if she were there to watch her receive a prize! “Kerry,” Mr Harcourt, the Principal, smiled, “this is Mrs Collins. Mrs Collins, I’m proud to introduce Kerry Mulligan from year seven.”

“Please,” Mrs Collins held out her hand for Kerry to shake, “call me Josie.” Kerry nodded mutely with a polite smile, still not quite sure what was going on. Everyone sat back down, Mr Harcourt behind his desk, Mrs Collins, Josie, on the other office chair that faced it and her mum on the green leather sofa that had seen better days. She patted the cushion next to her and Mr Harcourt nodded approvingly, indicating with his hand that she should sit down. “Now first let me assure you,” he beamed as Kerry’s mum slipped a comforting hand into her own and squeezed it encouragingly, “you’re not in any sort of trouble! We just have some rather big news to share and couldn’t risk it getting out before everything was finalised.” Kerry nodded. “Are you familiar with the Sidney’s chain of restaurants?”

“Yes.” Kerry replied carefully with a slight nod. How could she not be? Since the first one had opened in the UK five years earlier, the American chain had become something of a legend, especially among girls around her age. The restaurant, named after the owner’s daughter, was a family-friendly chain, a treat certainly but well within affordability for most families, especially for special occasions, where all the meat served was from human girls aged between eight and fourteen. Kerry had never been herself and, like many people, had been sceptical about the claims at first, thinking that whole girl-meat angle was just some kind of slightly bizarre marketing gimmick but over time she had spoken to enough friends who had eaten there and seen enough videos of girls being cooked and served up that she was now convinced that it was real.

“Wonderful!” Mr Harcourt gushed, clapping his hands together in delight. “Well we have two very exciting pieces of news! Mrs… Josie here is going to be general manager of a new branch opening right here in our two in time for Christmas, isn’t that wonderful?” Kerry nodded, wanting to hear more before she expressed any great enthusiasm. “But not only that…” He grinned. “Well, I’ll let her explain.”

“Hi Kerry,” Josie smiled, “and thank you so much for meeting with me today. This is all very exciting and we’d love for you to be a part of it.” She paused for a moment, waiting to see if the twelve year old was going to say anything but instead she just smiled and set her pretty, round face in an expectant look, wanting the smartly-dressed woman to continue. “Well as I’m sure you know,” she explained, “in the past twenty years or so there have been great improvements to local education through the Academy system which allows private businesses or trusts to sponsor schools, lifting the burden from the local authority. Your school, along with the Junior school next door, have been chosen by Roebuck International to be part of a pilot scheme for Sidney’s Academies in the UK!”

This was indeed pretty big news. Kerry’s school was an all-girls secondary school which, while well-regarded academically, was, like most state school, chronically underfunded and in desperate need of some solid investment. The primary school with which they shared a playing field was also single-sex and, although Kerry had not gone there herself, it was where most of the girls at her current school had come from so it made sense for both to be part of the arrangement.

“So, what will that mean?” she asked after a few thoughtful moments.

“It will mean massive investment into the buildings themselves,” Josie assured her with a smile, “brand new computers, plenty of text books for everyone so no more need to share, a very large extension to the library as Sidney herself was such an enthusiastic reader and lots of investment in sports facilities, as well as lots of free after-school sports, gymnastics and dance clubs among others. Oh,” she added with a grin, “and P E lessons will now be naked for years seven to nine and clothing-optional for the years above.”

“So you want the girls here to volunteer at Sidney’s?” Kerry asked. “As meat?”

“We’re hoping lots will, yes!” Josie smiled. “From here and across the road, since we serve girls from the age of eight to fourteen. But it won’t be compulsory for anyone, of course! We believe every girl should have the opportunity to pursue the destiny they desire and if that involves being cooked, then we want them to have the best opportunity to be their most delicious!” The way she smiled happily after making this statement seemed to Kerry as if she had just announced that every pupil would be given a thousand pounds to spend as they wished rather than given the “opportunity” to put themselves on the menu at the new restaurant.

“Is that why P E classes will be nude?” she asked. “Does that go for over the road too?”

“It certainly does!” Josie smiled warmly. “We’ve found on factor that seems to put some girls off from volunteering, even when they really want to, is the idea that people will see them naked! So we’ve decided that if we can make it a normal part of life then it won’t be nearly so daunting if they decide to sign up. For much the same reason, we’ll be encouraging nudity in dance recitals and school plays, where it fits of course!” She added with a small giggle. “We won’t be suggesting an all-nude Hamlet just for the sake of it but we might, for example, encourage a performance of Cats with body-paint rather than suits or include nudity organically in some scenes. I don’t know if you’ve ever seen the movie Prospero’s Books, based on The Tempest?” Kerry shook her head. They had been reading the play in English class but she was not familiar with that particular adaptation. “Well that is presented like a stage play with nude performers creating a kind of frame around the edge at times. A tableaux. That’s the sort of thing we would love to see.” Kerry nodded thoughtfully. She may have only been twelve years old but she was fairly certain ticket sales would go up dramatically once word got around that many of the girls would appear naked in a school play!

“It does all sound great!” she smiled. “Especially the new library and all the new books and equipment, but where do I come in?”

“Ah, a very astute question!” Mr Harcourt beamed proudly again. “Well, as you can imagine, this is very big news for the school and we wanted to make an event of the announcement. On Monday there will be a ground-breaking ceremony at the side where the new restaurant is to be then Josie and her team will come here to unveil the new sign declaring us the first Sidney’s Academy. We will then celebrate with a barbecue on the school field with one girl from our school and one from the juniors. Unfortunately there won’t be enough for every pupil to have a taste but we should be able to feed all the journalists, governors and other invited guests. I’ve been asking around among the other teachers as to who would make a great representative for our school and your name came up again and again!”

“My name?” Kerry’s mind was racing. “For a… To represent… You want to cook me?”

“Yes,” Josie smiled warmly, “along with a girl from Year Five or Six across the road. We have special outdoor spits that will do the job perfectly. You’d be at the ground-breaking ceremony too, of course, in all the pictures. We’ll get you a hat and boots just like Sidney’s!” she smiled enthusiastically. “Then it will be back here for some more photos by the entrance, maybe a little filming for the local news, then down to the field for the barbecue!”

“That sounds… wow!” Kerry tried to take everything in. Her mind was full of questions, all jostling to come out at once. Had so many of her teachers suggested her? What did that mean? Did she have a choice? Would it hurt? What kind of preparation would she have to do? Did she have to decide right away? In the end, she decided to simply open her mouth and see what came out, which proved to be as much a surprise to her as to everyone else in the room. “Who is coming?” she asked. “The guests, I mean?”

“Well I’ll be there,” Mr Harcourt continued to beam, along with Mrs Henderson, the head of the other school, and Mrs…” he caught himself, “and Josie of course. Other than that there will be the school governors and most of the staff from both schools and your mother is of course welcome!” He shot Mrs Mulligan a charming smile. “Oh and how could I forget!” He slapped himself in the forehead in a cartoonishly exaggerated fashion. “Our guest of honour will be none other than Hunter Roebuck himself! Sidney’s brother. He’s Head of Operations for the Sidney’s brand in the UK so of course he’ll be there!” Kerry’s heart fluttered a little. Hunter Roebuck, she knew from pictures in magazines and from his appearances on TV, was a very handsome man with what she’d heard described as movie star good looks. She could not deny that the idea of being naked in front of him, even as food, was rather exciting!

“So, when will you choose the other girl?” Kerry asked.

“They’ve got someone lined up for me to meet.” Josie smiled. “I’m going over there after this meetings. Would you like to come?” She looked over at the Principal. “If that’s okay, of course? I know we’re pulling her out of class for this.”

“Oh that’s perfectly okay if she’d like to accompany you.” Mr Harcourt smiled indulgently. “I’m quite certain Kerry’s mind would not be on her studies this afternoon either way! So,” he leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, fingers steepled and his chin resting on them, “what do you think? Are you game?” Still trying to process the last few minutes, Kerry looked to her mum who simply smiled at her encouragingly. Was she really going to do this? Agree to be eaten? Hundreds of other girls did every week, she knew that. If she didn’t now, what were the chances that she’d end up on the menu sooner or later anyway? Especially if her school was going to become essentially a recruitment facility for the restaurant chain. At least if she agreed now she would get to enjoy a moment in the spotlight, wouldn’t be just another roaster.

“Yes!” she smiled, the words apparently coming out of her mouth before her brain was fully aware of them. “I’ll do it!”

“Splendid!” Mr Harcourt beamed with pride once more. “I know Josie has some forms for you to fill in.” Looking over, Kerry saw the smartly-dressed woman reach for a briefcase from which she took a thick A4 envelope.

“Do you think we could see the meat?” she asked kindly.

“See the...oh!” Kerry’s eyes went a little wide. “You want me to undress? Here?”

“Well you do need to get used to it!” her mum reminded her. “You can’t cover yourself for the TV and newspapers and certainly not when you’re on the spit! Here,” she stood and started to unknot her daughter’s uniform tie, “I’ll help you.”

“No.” Kerry swatter her hand away a little more firmly than she meant to. “Sorry, I mean…” she smiled apologetically. “I’d just rather do it myself.” Mrs Mulligan nodded and sat back down. Kerry rather expected that the other two adults would turn away while she undressed but they both kept their eyes firmly on her. Her mum was right, she realised, this was definitely something she needed to get used to! There were going to be a lot more people at the event, not to mention all those who would see the pictures and video footage afterwards, not that she’d be around to be bothered by them, of course! Slowly and carefully, not wanting to turn her undressing into more of a show than it already was, the twelve year old red-head began to remove her school uniform.


To be continued...