The Tits Off Festival

Jane finished cutting the bottom of here thin white tee shirt and pulled it on over her head. Looking in the mirror she frowned. The tee shirt barely covered the erect nipples of her 40DD tits, exposing their lower curves. "A bit more." She mused, pulling off the abbreviated shirt. Cutting off another half inch, she pulled on the shirt and again faced the mirror. The shirt now exposed the lower half of her pink areoles. Taking a deep breath, she was pleased to see her nipples momentarily appear as her chest expanded.

"Now for the loincloth" Spreading out the loincloth, she attacked it with her scissors. The pieces of fabric, once one foot square, became an inch wide by four inches long. Donning the now tiny loincloth, she surveyed herself in the full-length mirror. "Perfect!!" she said smiling. The cut-off tee shirt accentuated rather than hid her firm tits. The tiny loincloth allowed her meat tag to dangle in full view. Turning around, she was pleased to see that the small strip of fabric nestled between the globes of her meaty ass, sure to draw the eyes of everyone at the festival.

Facing the mirror once more, she cupped here tits, pinching her nipples. "Some lucky man is going to really enjoy cutting these off today!! I hope he does it slowly." Her pussy began juicing at the thought of a sharp knife slicing her globes from her chest. Her fingers dove between her thighs, plunging into her pussy. Seconds later, she shuddered in orgasm, a flood of juice drenching the hand. "AAAh" she groaned. Licking her fingers clean as she left her room, she thought. "I do taste good! I can see why Mom wants to lick my pussy at least once a day!"

Running down the stairs, the tee shirt flying up at every step, she went to find her mother to say goodbye. Screams of passion led her to the kitchen. There she found her blonde mother bent over the island while a statuesque redhead pounded a huge strapon into her wide-open cunt.

"Oh Gawd! Harder! I'm cumming again!" Her mother, Anne, squealed as the redhead fucked her. In response, the woman increased the speed of her pistoning hips, sending the woman into orbit.

Anne collapsed after her huge orgasm. The redhead pulled out, exposing the biggest dildo Jane had ever seen. Her mother's juices dripped from the monster. Thirteen inches long and two inches in diameter, it looked like a weapon rather than a sex toy.

"Ah, Mom. What's going on?" Jane asked.

Anne lifted her head from where it rested on the counter as she recovered. "Hi, Jane!" she replied. "This is Dora. She's going to be Dad's new wife. They're getting married this afternoon at three. I'm going to be the roast for the reception. Dora is just opening up my holes for the stuffing."

"Hi Jane!" Dora held out her hand, the strapon bobbing with the movement. "We have to get your Mom in the oven in the next half hour in order for her to be ready at five thirty. Would you care to help?"
"I guess." Jane replied, stunned at her mother's announcement. " The girls won't be here for another hour"

"That's great!" Anne beamed. "Maybe I can have one last taste of that delicious pussy! "That's quite an outfit, Anne. Where are you and the girls going?"

"It certainly is!" Dora agreed. ""It shows off your meat stupendously!"

"We're going to the Tits Off Festival. Our cheerleading team came second in yesterday's competition. The losing team loses their tits, so all six of us are going to pay up."

Impressed, Dora said. "That's quite a wager!"

"Oh, it's the standard wager." Jane replied. "We've won the last three years. We knew we'd lose sooner or later. It's quite exciting actually. Every year we've gone to watch the other girls have their tits cut off. I always got wet watching it. The girls seem to enjoy it so much. They cum and cum! And, I do like having my tits whipped. It's just that the other tem bent the rules so much."

"Really?" her mother asked, "What did they do?"

"Well, we went first and did a great routine. We had really thin tops with only a string holding them on, so that they would fall off during the routine, and short skirts with no panties. The judges always like to see tits and pussies. We did a lot of cartwheels and stuff to make sure they got an eyeful. We got a 9.9 and figured we had it won. The other team did an okay routine but nothing spectacular. At the end though, they did a pyramid. The girl at the top of the pyramid pulled off her outfit and they brought out a spit. They put it under her and as the pyramid collapsed, she spitted herself. The team then gave her to the judges for dinner. We had no chance after that!!"

"Wow!!" exclaimed Dora. "Win at all costs!"

"It's not that I mind giving up my tits," Jane griped. "I was going to do it sooner or later, but that was cheating!"

Hugging her daughter, Anne comforted her. "What's done is done!" she said. "Just enjoy your debreasting."

"Hate to break this up." Dora said. "But there is another hole to open! Over the counter, Anne. Jane why don't you hop up on the counter and let Anne slurp that inviting pussy while I open up her asshole for the stuffing!"

Jane immediately jumped up on the counter and spread her legs. Anne dove in, burying her tongue in the offered pussy. Placing the head of the dildo at her puckered asshole, Dora warned. "I'm not going to be gentle! Time is getting short." "Of course not!" Anne said lifting her head. "I'm meat. You don't have to be gentle with meat. Open me up for the stuffing so I can get into the oven."

With one mighty shove, Dora buried the huge fake cock in her ass. Anne's eyes bulged at the painful intrusion. Jane pulled her head into her sopping cunt, the tableau had really got her juices flowing, to distract her from the her asshole being stretched. The taste of her daughter's juicy pussy had the desired effect. Slurping away as her anal sphincter adjusted to its invader, both girls were soon writhing in orgasm. After her wedding supper had several cums, Dora pulled out with a pop. "Okay meat! Time for stuffing!"

"Gawd, that was good!" Anne sighed as she straightened up after giving Jane's engorged clit one last loving lick. Climbing up one the preparation table, she lay on her back and pulled her legs up and out, fully exposing her gaping holes.

Dora wheeled an automatic stuffing machine over to the waiting meat. "John had a good idea renting this. Hand stuffing takes so long."

"What's in the stuffing?" Jane asked.

Taking a firm grip on the metal end of the stuffing hose, Dora shoved it about four inches into Anne's ass. "Bread crumbs, rice, summer savory, mushrooms and a bunch of spices. The stuffing comes with the machine. I've had it before, it's delicious." Turning on the machine, she watched carefully as the stuffing pumped through the transparent hose into Anne's intestines. "Don't want to overfill her ass. Most of the stuffing should go in her pussy, Her intestines should just be filled." Anne groaned in pleasure at the rhythmic pulsing as stuffing was shoved into her ass.

Flipping the switch to OFF, Dora said. "That's enough in her ass." As she pulled out the hose, Anne whimpered at the loss. " More please!!" She pleaded. Grabbing a zucchini from the counter, Dora shoved it into the still gaping asshole. "Don't want to lose any." She explained to Jane. Patting the still whimpering meat, she said. "Now for that lovely pussy!"

Plunging the tube head a full six inches into the well-lubricated pussy, she turned it on. Anne sighed in passion as the stuffing began to fill her abdomen. Jane leaned over and began teasing her clit eliciting even more squeals from her mother. "Things are going well." Dora said. "But, we need to hurry it up some. I'm going to turn it up some." Turning up the dial, she moved the machine to its third setting. The pulsing on the machine quickened as it began pumping the stuffing in faster, Anne's abdomen was visibly swelling as she was stuffed fuller and fuller. " We'll go for about the ten months pregnant look." Dora decided.

Anne came repeatedly from both her daughter's tongue and the vibration of the stuffing machine. As the pain from the enforced expansion of her belly increased, she came harder. Shutting off the stuffing pump, Dora decreed. "That's enough. She's out about ten inches from normal. Anymore and she'll burst. Keep her occupied while I get the pan." Jane nodded, as she couldn't speak as she had her mother's clit in her mouth, firmly sucking on it. The combination of the suction and Jane's head movement had Anne squealing in glee as her pussy convulsed in pleasure.

Dora pulled the wheeled table holding the roasting pan over to the prep table. Big enough to hold a full-grown meat animal, the pan featured a heat resistant cross arising from the center of the pan. Just in front of the cross was a six-inch long projection from the base of the pan. Leaving the table in place, Dora went to her bag and pulled out a four-inch battery power dildo with a clit attachment.

Returning to the table, she told Jane. "Okay that's enough. We have to get her into the pan." With regret, Jane released her mom's love button and stood up. "Wow!" Dora exclaimed. "You've got that clit as hard as a rock!" Grasping the stuffing hose, Dora pulled out of the sucking cunt and quickly replaced it with the dildo. After adjusting the clit attachment so that it firmly covered the engorged clit, she pulled the stuffed meat animal to a sitting position.

"Into the pan! On your knees facing me." she ordered the stuffed meat animal. Anne slowly moved into the pan. "I'm so full!" She groaned incoherently, the stuffing and Jane's tongue had her almost delirious. " Yep!" Dora agreed. "Stuffed like a dinner should be." She guided Anne into position over the dildo with her knees spread wide. "Jane, I'm going to pull out the zucchini. When I do, you push her down onto the butt plug." "Sure thing!" Jane replied as she gripped her mom's shoulders.

Dora pulled out the zucchini and Jane pushed, impaling Anne on the dildo. "Perfect!" Dora enthused. "I don't think we lost any stuffing!"

Anne now sat on her widespread knees with the dildo up her ass holding her in position. The pan's cross was just behind her back. Taking her arms, Dora draped them over the cross. Anne had recovered from the stuffing and the numerous cums she had experienced during the procedure and could speak rationally again. Looking down at her swollen belly she said. "I look like I'm ready to give birth! You two have done a tremendous job. What's next? "

Tying her wrist to her ankles, Dora pulled Anne's shoulders back thrusting her 38DD tits forward. "Now we fill your tits!" Retrieving a 50 cc syringe, needle and a jar of canola oil and spices from her bag, she assembled and filled the syringe. "Hold her tit steady, Jane!" she ordered.

Grasping Anne's right tit in both hands, Jane watched fascinated as Dora slowly inserted the needle in the center of the nipple. Anne howled in orgasmic bliss at the pain. "Deeper! All the way!" she pleaded. After inserting the needle down to the hub, Dora slowly pushed the plunger injecting the tit with fluid. Anne's breast visibly swelled as the fluid entered. Poking the boob with her finger, Dora announced. "I think one more. We can get them up to at least 44 inches. Unscrewing the syringe, she filled it again, reattached it and pumped in another 50 ccs. Anne's tit was as hard a rock after the second injection, the skin as tight as a drum. "Excellent!" Dora enthused. "Now the other one!" Working quickly, the two would be chefs filled the other tit to match the first.

"To the oven!" Dora announced. She wheeled the cart over to the large glass oven. " I have the oven preheated to 100 degrees Anne. It will rise about 5 degrees every ten minutes, so you have time to enjoy yourself. With luck you'll be able to smell yourself cooking before you fade away."

"You've done a tremendous job, Dora! Thank you so much! Having Jane here to help with my preparation made it so much better! Enjoy your wedding and my meat. I hope you have just as much fun tomorrow as I have had today!"

"You're quite welcome Anne" Dora hugged the trussed women. "Just a few more things," Picking up a large apple she approached Anne. Leaning over, she gave the doomed female a passionate kiss, tongues frantically entwining. "Open wide." Obediently Anne opened her mouth, allowing Dora to insert the apple. "Now bite down!" Anne did as she was told, fixing the apple in place. "This is my own gift Anne." Dora reached down between Anne's outstretched and turned on the vibrator. Anne's eyes opened in delight as the vibration started both inside her cunt and directly on her sensitive clit.

Sliding the pan off the table into the oven, Dora paused before she shut the door. "Enjoy yourself dear!" she told the already cumming dinner. Shutting the door she put her arm around Jane's shoulder. "Thanks for making extra special for you mom, Jane"

"No problem!" Jane replied. "I had no idea mom wanted to be roasted so badly. Look at her! She's cumming again!"

"That's a very powerful vibrator. She'll be cumming until she slips away." Dora assured her.

Inside the oven, Anne was in heaven, The searing heat on her naked flesh, the painful stuffing of her belly and tits, combined with the insistent humming of the vibrator were driving her to bigger orgasms that she ever had. Being able to see the two women watching her cook made it even better.

"Dora, what did Mom mean about you having fun tomorrow? Jane asked.

"Oh, it's part of our wedding celebration. After I marry your father, all the guests are going to fuck me in all my holes. Then we're coming back here for supper, you mother should be done roasting by then. After supper, everyone is going whip and cane me for the rest of the night. Your father is out buying new whips and canes now. He said he was going to get a sjambok to use on my tits. Oh! I love getting my tits caned. All those lovely welts. My ass too! You know the kind were you can't sit for days afterward. There will be fucking in all my holes all night long and in the morning, your father is going to spit me, open up my belly from my pussy to my tits, remove all my guts, fill me up with the rest of the stuffing, sew me up with twine and barbecue me for dinner at noon! That's why we have so much stuffing left over!" Clasping her hands in glee, she gushed. "Have you ever heard of a better wedding?"

"Sounds delightful!" Jane agreed, her pussy throbbing at the thought. Pointing to the huge strapon still attached to Dora's hips, she asked. "Is that still available? I could use a good fucking right about now."

Grinning, Dora spun Jane around, bent her over the counter so that she could watch her mother roast and kicked her legs apart. "Which hole" she asked.

Bracing herself for the coming assault, Jane answered. "Either or both! And I hope it's both!"

"Both it is!" was the reply as the dildo was rammed into the drenched pussy. "Pussy first though!"

Anne was fading fast as the heat climbed inside the oven. Through a haze she watched as Dora buried her dildo in Jane's pussy. "Oh that's sweet." She thought. "Fuck her hard Dora." Another monster cum washed over her and took her into darkness.

Jane squealed with delight as Dora plunged her strapon deep into her love tunnel. "Pussies are so wonderful!" she thought, "They can take anything!" Bracing her hands on the counter, she pushed back to meet every thrust. After several minutes of violent fucking, Dora pulled out of the Jane's gaping pussy. "Now the ass!" she said with a wicked smile. "Spread those cheeks girl!" Jane lay flat on the countertop, mashing her firm tits into the unyielding surface. Reaching back with both hands, she pulled her asscheeks apart, clearing the way for Dora.

"Aaah!!" Dora noted the slightly open anus, "Not your first time I see!"

"Gosh no!" Jane wriggled in anticipation. "Dad first fucked my ass when I was eighteen. I love being stuffed up the ass! It gives me better cums that my pussy! Shove it in!"

"You asked for it!" Dora placed the bulbous head at Jane's anal opening and began pushing. With surprising ease, the anal sphincter opened, allowing the huge head entry. Once inside the muscular ring, Dora smoothly slid the entire length up the moaning girl's ass.

"Oooh Yessss!" moaned the girl in bliss. "Fuck my ass! Hard!" Grasping the girl's hips, Dora pounded into the ecstatic girls poop chute, driving her to cum after cum until she could not fuck her anymore. With a loud "POP" she pulled the dildo out Jane's ass, leaving the girl lying motionless on the counter. Sinking into the nearest chair, she wiped the sweat from her face. Unstrapping the dildo, she waited until Jane roused herself. As Jane slowly pulled herself vertical, she told her "You are one of the best girl fucks I've ever had, Jane"

Jane smiled. "You handle a mean strapon, that for sure. It's sort of too bad that Dad's going to barbecue you tomorrow. I'd like a couple of weeks to get to know you better."

Spreading her knees wide, Dora grinned. "No time like the present! You've got me so hot I'll go off like a firecracker!" Dropping to her knees, Jane lifted Dora's legs over her shoulders and dove into the offered pussy. Running her tongue along the engorged pussy lips, occasionally dipping into the steaming tunnel, she soon had the older woman begging. "My clit! Do my clit!" Finally, taking pity on the pleading woman, she ran her tongue across the rock hard clit. Dora's hips bucked at the sensation, shoving her juicy pussy into her tormentor's face. Taking the swollen flesh between her teeth, Jane bit gently, sending Dora into paroxysms of pleasure. After pushing the older woman into cum after cum, Jane slowed down her attack, allowing Dora to slowly come down from the peaks of pleasure. Sitting back on her heels, she licked her lips as Dora caught her breath.

After catching her breath, Dora hugged her, "I needed that!" she exclaimed. "Roasting a girl always makes me so horny."

"Oh my gosh! Jane cried. "Mom!" Rushing over to the oven, she peered in at the immobilized roast. " Oh she's gone! But look! She's smiling even with that apple in her mouth!" Opening the oven door she inhaled. "Oh MY! She smells delicious!"

"There's nothing like the smell of roasting girl meat!" Dora agreed, firmly closing the oven door. "Don't let the heat out. We're on a tight schedule."

"I can't wait to taste her!" Jane licked her lips. "What time is dinner?"

"Dinner will be served at five thirty. Will you be back?

"Oh yes." It shouldn't take that long. I'm sure we won't have any trouble finding someone to cut off my tits and the other girl's tits as well. Would it be a bother if they came to supper too? We could help with the fucking!"

"Jane, do you realize that ninety per cent of the girls who volunteer to be debreasted at the Tits Off Festival never leave the grounds? Once they experience the pleasure of having their tits painfully removed, they decide to become meat. That's why the festival is so successful and meat prices are so low. Denton Farms uses it as a supply of free meat."

"Oh No!" Jane protested. "I've read the brochures. I've been at the festival every month for the last five years. It clearly states that volunteers only have to give up their tits. They have medical personnel all over the grounds to ensure that no one bleeds out. You give up your tits and then you go home!"

"How many girls have you seen go home Jane? They do have medical people all over the grounds, but they also have chopping blocks and axemen as well."

"Well yes. There are always some girls who decide to become meat, but it's not required. We're not going to. We're just going to pay off our bet and come home!" The doorbell rang at that point. "The girls have arrived, Dora. I have to go. I'll see you at supper without my tits." With that, Jane turned and hastened to join the rest of the cheerleading squad for their afternoon delight at the Tits Off Festival.

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Part 2
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Opening the front door, Jane bid a cheery hello to the five girls standing on the front steps. "Hey girlfriends!! Are you ready to have your boobs sliced?" A chorus of "Hell Yeah! You bet! " answered her question.

The five girls were all blond like Jane. It was a requirement to join their cheerleading squad. In preparation for their afternoon, they had all dressed to display their assets prominently.

Allison, the smallest of the group at five foot two, had opted for a rope bra, which wrapped around the base of her 38C tits, lifting them up for inspection. The rope was tied tightly around her tits, causing them to darken slightly. Her coral pink nipples stood out prominently both from the pressure of the rope and her excitement at the impending destruction of her breasts. Her tiny cheerleading skirt completed her outfit.

Betty, five foot four with 40C jugs, had opted for a tight fishnet top with a generous scoop neckline. Several sizes too small for her frame, it caused her tits to bulge out of the neckline. A thong bikini displayed her taut ass to perfection.

Dana, the biggest of the girls, both in height at five foot eleven and in bust size, wore a white platform bra to display her 44DD boobs for the customer's inspection. She had modified the bra slightly so that the cups extended only halfway up the underside of her creamy tits so that her inch long dark brown nipples were clearly visible. Like Jane she wore a modified loincloth.

Helen, slightly shorter at five foot eight, had decided to display her assets with a simple vest from which she had removed all the buttons. The open sides of the vest framed her 40DD melons perfectly. A pair of pink crotchless panties completed her ensemble.

Inez, at five foot five, completed the group. Always the exhibitionist, she had gone topless, leaving her 38EE melons in full view. A short see through skirt barely covered her meaty ass.

"My, you girls look good enough to eat!" Jane exclaimed.

"Well, someone will be eating parts of us tonight!" Dana rejoined. Cupping her tits, she continued. "Let's get going. I hardly slept a wink last night thinking about how these puppies were going to be hacked off!"

Inez agreed. "The waiting is terrible, I've been horny since we lost the competition. If the festival had been open last night, I would have been there."

Looking at the faint red stripes adorning Inez's tits, Jane commented. "Looks like you got a bit of a head start on the rest of us."

Defiantly Inez shot back. "No matter how many times a came using my vibrator, it wasn't enough! So, I got Dad to give my tits a good whipping. I wanted him to cane them, but he wouldn't. He said the welts would detract from the enjoyment of whoever got to debreast me." Her face brightened, "May be who ever wins them will cane them before cutting them off!!"

"You can always hope." Jane agreed. "I suppose every one got fucked all night as well?" The girls all giggled and nodded. Jane griped. "Dad wasn't home all night, so all I had was my fingers. I'd love a mouthful of tasty cum right now. Let's get to the bus stop. I should be able to find a willing male on the trip to the festival."

The girls trooped off to catch the bus to the festival. While they were waiting for the bus, she filled them in on her father's wedding plans. "You mean your Mom is roasting right now?" Allison asked incredulously.

"Yep!" Jane replied. "She's in the oven, all stuffed and starting to turn brown. I got a whiff of her roasting and she smells delicious already."

"Did she look like she enjoyed it? Allison asked.

"She certainly enjoyed the preparation and stuffing!" Jane said. "And it looked like she was cumming from the time she went into the oven until she finally snuffed it."

"We're invited back for supper?" Dana wanted confirmation of that point.

"Sure are!" Jane answered. "Though Dora thinks that after we get our tits chopped that we'll decide to go all the way and become meat. She says most girls do it after they are debreasted. I told her we had no plans to do that."

The girls looked at each other. None had thought much beyond the excitement of having their tits destroyed. The festival bus pulled up at that moment, cutting the conversation short.

As the girls climbed onto the bus, the driver looked appreciatively at them. "Looks like you girls are going to the festival for a purpose." He said.

"You bet, sir." Betty bubbled in excitement. "In a few hours, all these tits will be someone's dinner!"

Reaching out, the driver cupped her tit. "This is my last run today. I was going to go home, but having seen the merchandise, maybe I'll stick around for a bit."

Pussy suddenly juicing, Betty leaned into the hand fondling her tit. "I'd like that!" she breathed. "You could have your way with my tits. I'll bet you would do it slowly and painfully, wouldn't you?"

Pinching her erect nipple, he assured her. "If I won these babies, you'd be screaming as I slowly sliced them off your chest. Now, take a seat while I get us there."

Betty stumbled to a seat and began frantically rubbing her pussy with one hand while she twisted a nipple with the other. "It's going to happen!" she moaned. "My tits are going to be history."

Jane, oblivious to the byplay between the two, had taken a seat next to the only other passenger. As she had hoped it was a young man. The sight of all the young nubile flesh exposed around him and the realization that all these girls were happily going to have their boobs removed of their own freewill had his pants bulging.

"Hi!" Jane cooed. "Are you going to the festival?"

"Y- yeah." The young man stuttered.

"We're going to have our tits cut off." Jane told him. "Have you ever cut off a girl's tits?"

"Aaah no."

"Would you like too?" Lifting up her top, Jane showed him her jugs. "Would you like to cut off mine?" Grabbing his hand, she placed it on her breast. "You could you know. If you win the game where my tits are the prize, you get to remove them however you like to. You could cut them off in one piece, or you could slice them off a little at a time. It would be up to you. I'd just stand there and let you do it. I know I'd enjoy it, would you like to do it to me?

The young man was speechless. He wanted to say "YES!", but he couldn't get the words out. Dropping her hand to his bulging pants, Jane continued. "You must be awful uncomfortable. Why don't you let me take care of that for you." Sliding out of her seat she knelt in front of him, unzipped his pants and pulled out his eight-inch cock. She had him so aroused, pre-cum was leaking from the bulbous head. "Mmmmm. That's nice!" Opening her mouth, she lashed the head with her tongue in circular motions before popping into her mouth. The young man groaned, his hips bucking to drive hid penis down her throat. Jane buried her nose in his pubic hair, swallowing him to the hilt and holding him in her throat for several seconds before beginning to bob her head up and down while sucking vigorously. With in a minute, she felt the head swell as his balls prepared to empty themselves into the warm cavern of her mouth. Pulling back so just the head was in her mouth, she jacked the shaft. Unable to hold back, he emptied himself in long juddering spurts into her welcoming oral cavity. When he finished squirting, she sat back on her heels. Opening her mouth, she showed him his load. After sloshing the sperm around for a few seconds to relish the taste, she swallowed. "Yum!" she said. "I just love the taste of hot cum. Let's get you cleaned up." Licking the deflating prick clean she tucked it back in his pants.

The bus pulled to a stop at the festival grounds. Standing up, she thrust her tits up to the young man's face. Opening his mouth, he fastened on to the offered nipple sucking strongly. With a tinge of regret she pulled free. "Remember!" she told him. "If you win my game, they're yours to take." With that she joined her friends as they excitedly piled out of the bus to fulfill their wager.

The festival grounds took up an entire city block at the outskirts of Dolcettville. Completely surrounded by an eight-foot fence, there were two entrances for the public. One was for people coming to enjoy the show and perhaps to take home a nice rack for supper. The other was for women who came to the festival to part company with their tits for one reason or another. A gigantic sign stood over the public entrance featuring a smiling girl standing with her arms tied behind her in front of a table. One breast had been severed and lay on the table. A knife was pictured, half way through her remaining breast. A large balloon containing the words "Welcome to the Tits Off Festival! Have Fun" completed the sign.

"We go through the registration door today girls." Jane announced. "It's down this way." Leading the five girls around the side of entrance building, she exclaimed. "There it is! Oooh, this is so exciting!"

As they approached the volunteer entrance, they noticed a freshly built structure. A ten by fifteen foot platform stood about five feet off the ground with stairs leading up to the platform located on one end. A four-foot fence surrounded the structure. On the top of the deck, were two pieces of equipment. One looked like a giant set of paper cutters, while the other resembled a set of garden shears, mounted on a pole.

"What the heck is that:?" Inez asked. The girls shook their heads in wonder.

"Isn't that a Denton Farms bus pulling in?" Helen pointed to the entrance. A bus pulled in and drove to the back of the parking lot, next to them. The door to the volunteer entrance opened and three of the festival staff hurried out pushing a large wheeled stainless steel cart.

Pushing the cart through the opening in the fence, they parked the cart in front of the pole holding the garden shears. Reaching into the cart , they pulled out a large tub and placed it in front of the paper cutter like equipment. Climbing the stairs, one stood beside each of the pieces of equipment, while the third took up position between them.

The door to the bus opened and a tall redhead with mammoth tits stepped out. Her breasts were barely contained by her leather bra as the two cups extended only to her nipples from the sides and were joined by a thin leather braid exposing her deep cleavage. Her short leather skirt did nothing to hide her meat tag and left the bottom curves of her firm ass visible. Thigh high leather boots and a cap with the insignia of Denton Farms completed her outfit.

Lifting a whistle to her lips, she blew two sharp notes. Immediately the bus passengers began to disembark. The girls were stunned to see that every passenger was a naked woman with her arms tied behind here back. "Those are Mark 3 and 4 milk cows" Inez exclaimed. "We learned about them in Meat Class last week. The Mark 3's were bred for milking. They're the ones with the huge tits and, look, at the length of their nipples! That's from the suction of the milking machines twice a day. The Mark 4's were bred to balance out their milk and meat potential. See, they the one's that look meatier and their tits aren't as big."

Thirty of the Denton Farms animal got off the bus and stood milling around, waiting for instructions. The male bus driver followed them off the bus. "Let's get moving. Stacey!?" He ordered. "I've got another delivery this afternoon."

"Right away Tim." Stacey replied. Blowing her whistle again, Stacey got the females attention." Okay cows! Single file inside the fence and to the top of the stairs. When it is your turn, move to the chopper and put your tits on it. After you get chopped, go and stand in the shears and keep your head up. Understood?" There was a chorus of *Mooos* "Let's move then!" Stacey ordered.

The cows immediately filed past the girls, through the gate and formed a single line up the stairs. The first one waited at the top of the stairs for a signal from the festival staff.

"Holy shit!" Dana exclaimed! "Is this what I think it is?"

Stacey and Tim had followed the cows to the gate and stood leaning against the fence. Stacey looked back at the open-mouthed girls. "It's culling time. These are milkers whose milk production has dropped below acceptable levels. When that happens, we convert them to meat."

The man standing by the tit chopper waved the first cow over. Obediently she approached the chopper and lifting herself up on her toes, placed her tits over the metal ridge. "Make sure you get you bellies right against the frame!" Stacey issued last minute instructions. The second staff member stepped forward. Grasping the cow's nipples, he lifted the tits and pulled them forward to seat them properly. Satisfied with their placement, he nodded to the man in charge of the chopper. Taking a firm grip on the handle, he brought the blade down, effortlessly slicing through the cow's jugs. For a split second, nothing happened. Then the tits slid down the angled metal body of the chopped and fell with a "SPLAT" into the waiting tub. Eyes closed in ecstasy, the cow softly mooed as she came with the hot pain of her breasts removal.

"Move along!" She was ordered. Leaving the tit chopper, she placed herself between the shears. As soon as she stood still the shear operator brought the handles together, neatly slicing through her neck. As her body started to fall, he placed his foot against her ass and gave the body a shove. The headless body, still spurting blood, dropped off the platform and into the large wheeled cart.

"Next!" Panting in anticipation, the second cow quickly ran to the chopper, her eyes wide. Seconds later there was a "Thunk! Splat!" as her tits joined the first cow's in the tub. Moving to the shears, her headless body followed the first into the cart.

The girls, mesmerized by the harvesting, unconsciously buried fingers into their sopping pussies. All had seen debreasting before, but the sheer scale of what they were seeing and the joy in which the Denton Farms animals hastened to both their debreasting and decapitation had them drenching their hands over and over.

Leaning over the railing, Stacey fondled her own burning tits and nipples. "I just love this part of the job!" she gushed. As she leaned over, her skirt rode up, exposing her own moist gash. Spreading her legs wide, she hoped Tim would take the hint. The sound of his zipper had her smiling. Ramming his cock into her hot snatch, he pounded into her violently, just the way she liked it. As she rose to the first of many cums, she hoped, she felt him unfasten her bra. Shrugging her shoulders, she allowed it to drop to the ground, freeing her tits and rock hard nipples to his questing fingers. Viciously pinching and twisting her nips, be brought her to a pulsing orgasm.

"Do my ass!" She begged. Pulling out of her spasming pussy, he slammed his prick into her rosebud. Cumming again at the rough treatment, she squealed in pleasure. The three men on the deck were quickly working their way through the available animals. The excited cows were now crowding up on the deck to get closer to the instruments of their demise. As fast as one was debreasted, another one rushed in without waiting for instructions.

As Tim reamed out her asshole, he leaned over Stacey's back. Still worrying her nipples, he whispered in her ear. "You know why this turns you on. You secretly want to be up there. Your belly pushed against the cold steel. Watching the blade come down. Wanting the blade to slowly slice through your soft tits. The pain making you wet, making you cum like you have never come before. You want to feel the blades on your neck . To feel them cut. To watch as blood spurts from your neck as your head lies on the floor. You want it don't you?" Groaning he emptied his balls into her bowels. "You want it. Admit it to yourself! Say it! Say it out loud!"

His words drove Stacey into the biggest cum of her life. As the final cow was dispatched, she screamed out loud as she came. "YES! I want it! Cut of my tits and head! Please! I need it! Do it! Do it slowly! Make it hurt!"

Pulling out of her ass, Tim slapped her on her butt. "Up the stairs. Make it happen. You need it."

Staggering though the gate, Stacey stumbled up the stairs. "Please!" She begged. Grinning, one of the men waved her to the chopper. "Thank you!" She whispered as she placed her gargantuan tits in position. Not that way!" he ordered. Confused, Stacey stepped back. "We'll do one at a time." He said, lifting her right breast over the metal bar. Rather than using the quick motion he used for the cows, he lowered the blade by degrees, slowly slicing though her doomed tit, extending the pain and causing Stacey cum after pain-induced cum. Finally the tit slid down the chopper and into the hopper.

"Now the other one." He told the sagging girl. "I'll try to make this one last." Stacey looked at him aghast. She had never cum so hard or so often and didn't know if she could stand it. True to his word, it took half as long again to remove the remaining tit. Stacey found that not only could she stand it but that she enjoyed immensely. Finally she took her place between the shears. Looking at Tim, she said. "Thank you Tim, for making me see the light. This is what I really wan-" The blades slammed together before she finished her sentence. As her head rolled on the deck floor she saw her body being kicked into the bin still pulsing blood from the neck stump.

The girls had all sunk to the pavement, worn out from the force of their own orgasms. Looking out on the six the working manning the chopper asked. "Any more takers?"

"Nooo!" Jane groaned. "We'll get ours chopped inside." Helping the other girls to their feet, she led the tired group to the volunteer entrance. Pausing with her hand on the doorknob, she cautioned them. "There is no going back once we go through this door. Are you still with me?"

Dana shook her head. "I don't know about the rest of the girls, but that spectacle made me want to do this even more. I can't wait to feel a knife having its way with my boobs." The rest of the girls nodded in agreement.

"Okay then!" Jane said as she opened the door and led the group through. "We're off and soon our tits will be as well!"

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Part 3
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As they entered the volunteer room, they were surprised to see it almost empty. Two strapping young men sat a table at the front of the room where one open wall led onto the festival grounds. To one side of the table, sat a large bin which was partially filled with clothes, The girls had to quickly step aside as the three men from the deck outside pushed the cart full of the cow's carcasses through the door behind them The men disappeared through a door marked "Kitchen."

"You must be the cheerleaders. Come over to the table. You have papers to sign."

"You knew we were coming?" asked Jane confused by the statement.

"Oh course. The winning squad arrived earlier. They're out on the grounds waiting for you." Arranging six sets of papers on the table with pens on them, he continued. "Sign at the bottom and we can get started."

The girls approached the table and picked up the pens. All except Jane signed without reading the contract. Jane, shook he head at the rest of the girls naivety. "It's a wonder they haven't been converted long ago!" she thought. "Signing a paper that a man gave you without reading it! The stupidity!" Quickly she scanned the document. "What does this line mean?" She asked

"We, the undersigned, in the event that circumstances lead us to change our status from free woman to meat animal, heretofore assign all right to the aforementioned meat animal's carcass to the Tits Off Festival."

"Well, there are rules and regulations and paperwork to be followed." One of the men explained. "You can't just harvest a woman without the paperwork being completed."

"We're not here to be harvested!" exclaimed Jane. "We're just giving up our tits!"

"Yes, Yes!" He assured her. "It doesn't mean you're going to be converted. But a certain percentage of the woman who are debreasted, decide to go all the way. By having the paperwork done at the first, it allows them to complete their desire without having to come back and do all the paperwork." Pointing the line in question, he continued, "See, it says "in the event" The decision is entirely yours. We just have the rights to your tits once you sign. As part of our service, we provide the means for you to complete your journey to meat, but only if you desire it. The decision is always yours. We like to think of it as meeting all our volunteer's needs."

"Come on, Jane!" Urged Dana. "It doesn't say we're meat. It's a "just in case" clause. We're not going to be forced into becoming meat. Sign, and let's get going!"

"I've heard that 90% of the women who have their boobs cut off end up as meat. Is that true?" Jane demanded.

"Oh No!" he assured her. "Certainly a percentage of the women decide to be converted. That's why we have the headsmen scattered throughout the grounds. But the figure is lower than 90%. Someone is just trying to scare you." Turning to the rest of the girls, he instructed them. "Now that you've signed, remove your clothing and place it in the bin. You can pick it up after you lose those luscious looking tits."

Giggling the girls began stripping, throwing their clothes in the bin as instructed. Still holding the paper in her hands, Jane finally thought. "Oh what the hell! It's what we came for!" Signing the paper, she tossed it on the table and quickly stripped like her friends.

After all the girls were naked, the two men lined them up. "First a quick exam!" they said. Moving from girl to girl, they hefted their tits in their hands, pinching and rolling their nips to hard points. The girls sighed with pleasure at the exam, closing their eyes in delight at the sensations. "A fine variety of tits! They will look beautiful on a serving platter" the men exclaimed. " Now, one last step and you're off!"

Turning to the table, one of the men picked up a branding iron. The end of the iron, a "V", glowed with heat. "You've all signed the papers. These tits are now our property. We mark them to make sure that as our property, they remain here after you go home. Every woman who still has her tits when she leaves the festival must prove that she does not have the volunteer brand on her tits. You've all been here before and had to show your tits on departure?" All the girls nodded, they had been expecting this.

Allison stepped forward. Clasping her arms behind her back, she thrust her tits forward. Grasping the proffered tit, he sank the red-hot iron into the upper curves of both breasts. Allison squealed at the sudden pain, sweat breaking out on her face. The other man quickly sprayed the V's now marking her tits with a topical analgesic. Allison sighed with relief at the immediate relief.

The other girls stepped up, one by one, and had their breasts marked as the property of the Tits Off Festival. "That completes the registration." They were told. "You are now free to enter the festival grounds. Feel free to wander around until you decide which game you want your tits to be the prize for. The games are located on the periphery of the grounds. The debreasting area is in the center. When you decide, present yourself to the gamekeeper. Most will tie your arms behind your back so your tits will be presented in the best possible fashion. It's always good to shimmy your shoulders so your tits bounce around. The customers love that. A number of the game's display areas feature one or more vibrating dildos. So don't be surprised. We like to keep our volunteers cumming. Once a customer has won your tits, he or she will take you to the debreasting section to remove your tits in the manner that makes him or her happy.

Pausing he told the girls forcefully. "Remember, they are not your tits anymore. They are ours and when the customer wins them, they are theirs. Do not prove to be difficult! After your tits are removed, the medical staff will spray your chest with liquid thrombin and cover the area with a circular bandage. Do not worry, we will not allow you to bleed out. Any questions? No? Then off you go! I would recommend you spend your first half hour in the stocks. Most volunteers find a half hour of fucking really gets them in the proper frame of mind." The two men left the girls and returned to their seats.

The girls looked at each other and broke out in smiles. As one, they headed toward the open wall, the festival grounds, and the impending removal of their tits. The two men watched them go. "90% becoming meat" one said to the other. "It's not that high is it?"

"No." Was the reply. "88.5% last month."

The two men chuckled. "It's so easy!"

Entering the grounds, the girls stopped to get their bearings. The area teemed with people. The noise level was what they remembered from their previous visits. Excitement was palpable in the air. They could see a number of naked women strolling about the ground, Most still carried their tits on the their chests, though there were some with round bandages covering were their breasts used to be. From the debreasting area, they could hear shrieks, some of pain, but most of joy.

"What do you think?" Betty asked, one hand caressing her tits while the other rubbed her throbbing clit. "The stocks first? I could really use a good fucking! I'm so horny, I could just die!"

The other girls eagerly agreed, their dripping pussies were crying out for attention. As they made their way to the stocks, they passed by one of the headsmen. He stood by his chopping block, leaning on his large axe. His assistant stood leaning against one of the wheeled carts. A large barrel stood along side the cart. As they drew near the block, a redhead with bandages on her chest approached the axeman. Without a word, she sank to her knees and placed her head on the block. The axeman lifted his axe above his head and brought it down on the offered neck. "Thunk!" the axe head buried itself in the block as the girl's head fell off onto the ground. The headless body jerked upright and fell over, blood fountaining in diminishing spurts from the neck. Leaving his axe in the block, he picked up the girls head. Turning it for a few seconds so the rapidly glazing eyes could see the twitching body, he then pitched it into the barrel. The two men picked up the cooling body and tossed it into the cart. Freeing his axe from the block, he resumed his stance.

The girls looked at each other and shrugged. Continuing their trek, they reached the stocks. "There's only five!" Dana complained.

"Don't worry!" Inez exclaimed, "Look a whipping station! That's for me!" All the equipment featured timed restraints. Once locked, they opened in 30 minutes freeing their captives. Inez hurried over to the rectangular frame. Placing her feet into the widely separated locks, she waited until she heard them click shut, Then, reaching up to the upper cuffs she locked her wrists in, one at a time, leaving herself spread eagled awaiting her first use.

The stocks were made from PVC pipe, the weight of wood would have required constant supervision to get girls in and out off The other girls , first locked their ankles into the cuffs on either side of the stocks. Lifting up the yokes of the stocks, they balanced them on their necks. Placing their hands in the appropriate openings, the slowly lowered their necks into the center opening. As their necks reached the cut out, the yoke clicked into place, locking them bent over, feet widely spread with their pussies and assholes easily accessible. Their tits dangled freely, available for any fun a passerby might wish for.

The sight of the six girls, their holes readily available, brought men over to them in no time. The girls were barely locked into place before their pussies were stuffed with hard cocks. Jane sighed in contentment as her moist cunt was vigorously reamed, she heard a mocking female voice. "I see the losers finally arrived!" Twisting her neck, she looked up to see their competition from the cheerleading games standing over them. "It's going to be so much fun watching you girls lose your tits!" the girl went on. "We freed up our entire afternoon so we could be here!

Jane opened her mouth to reply, but immediately was stuffed with an erect cock. "Beat it girls." The man ordered as he slid his cock down Jane's throat, "The stocks automatically open after half an hour. You can talk later." He groaned as Jane's talented tongue slipped out and caressed his balls. Unable to hold back, he poured his load into her stomach,

Irritated at having her gloating interrupted, the rival cheerleader saw Inez spreadeagled in the whipping stocks. Picking up the six-tailed whip attached to the stocks, she bought it down on the outthrust tits viciously. Inez squealed as the thongs of the whip lashed her nipples. With a cruel smile, the girl punished her tits. "You won't have those puppies much longer!" She goaded the girl to the delight of her friends who stood watching her flail the helpless girl. "Soon someone will be taking a knife to them, slowly slicing them off!"

The whip, slashing at her tits, had Inez writhing in arousal. Bracing her feet, she arched her back, pushing her tits out to give the whip free play. Her pussy creamed as the nerve ending in her abused tits screamed. The whip-wielding girl suddenly realized that Inez was a willing participant in the abuse. "Oh fuck!" she complained. "The bitch is getting off on the whipping." Drawing back the whip, she put all her strength into an upstroke between the girl's thighs. As the whip lashed her swollen lips and clit, Inez threw back her head and howled in orgasm.

Throwing the whip down in disgust, the girl snarled at her posse. "Come on! Let's get out of here! I want to see some tits destroyed." As she stomped off, the stocks opened releasing the well-fucked girls. The girls stumbled down from the stocks, cum dripping from their holes and covering their faces. "You look a mess!" Jane told Dana. "Find a mirror!" was the immediate reply.

To the right of the stocks was a shower station. The girls quickly sluiced off their cum-drenched bodies and used a small hose to flush out their holes. "I needed that!" exclaimed Betty, "A good half hour of cumming with big cocks in every hole. Too bad you missed out Inez."

"I had a great cum." Inez told her as she gingerly dried her well-striped tits. "The best part was when the bitch realized I was enjoying it. The look on her face as that last stroke made me cum was perfect."

Exiting the showers, they took stock of the opportunities now awaiting them. "Who's first?" Jane inquired.

"I think we should go alphabetically." Said Betty. "That's the easiest way to avoid problems." All the girls agreed. Turning to Allison, Betty said. "Pick your spot girl!"

With a smile, Allison pointed to a putting game. "I always liked watching golf on TV." With the girls following her, she made her way over to the gameskeeper. "Hi!" She said. "Need a prize?"

The man leered appreciatively at her 38C tits. "Those are real nice prizes!" Turning her around, he tied her arms so that the boobs were displayed proudly. Leading her over to a dildo chair located at right angles to the putting mat. Sitting her on the dildo he turned it on. Still horny, even after the recent fucking, Allison spread her legs for better purchase. Closing her eyes, she ground her hips in rhythm with the pulsating vibrator. Her tits swayed appealingly with her movements, bobbing back and forth.

"Step right up!" The gamesman started his spiel. "Sink the putt and win these magnificent tits for your dinner. Only five dollars. Five dollars gets you the right to remove these tits any way you like. Fast or slow, its up to you.!"

A young man quickly stepped forward. Handing over his five dollars he took the putter, Stepping over to the mat, he paced the ball on the mark. Pausing before taking his stroke, he reached over and squeezed Allison's right tit.

Opening her eyes, she gave him a dazzling smile. "Are you going to cut off my tits?"

"I certainly hope so!" Was the reply.

Retaking his stance, he eyed the twenty-foot putt. "Looks straight in." He muttered, Slowly, pulling back the putter, he took his stroke. The ball rolled toward the hole. Allison watched, holding her breath as the ball approached the hole. In the last five feet, the ball veered slowly to the right, coming to rest hole high.

"Try again!" She pleaded.

Digging into his pocket, the man turned to the gamesman. "Sorry." He said. "This lady is next." A tall black haired woman dressed in leather stood holding a putter.

Placing the ball on the mat, she took aim. "After that last putt," she said, "I think about six inches left." With that she struck the ball. The ball rolled swiftly toward the left side of the hole. As it slowed, it curved slowly toward the hole and disappeared.

Handing the putter to the keeper, she turned to Allison. "Follow me!" She told her. "You have something that now belongs to me."

Struggling to her feet, the vibrator leaving her wet cut with a "slurp", Allison quickly followed the winner of her tits to the debreasting area. The rest of the cheerleading team followed.

Reaching the center area of the festival, the leather clad dom led Allison to a structure Allison had never seen before. Two vertical rods joined two parallel metal slabs, the bottom slab with two shallow semicircular depressions. Motioning Allison to put her tits into the depressions, the dom fastened her tightly to the frame.

The metal felt cool on her now heated tits. Looking over the top slab, Allison could see her rock hard nipples. "I don't understand, Ma'am. How does this cut off my tits?"

"It doesn't, cow."

"But how will you cook them?

"Cook them! I don't eat tits! Far too much fat! Have to watch my figure, you know. I just like destroying them. This is a tit press my soon to be titless cow. It will slowly squeeze those luscious tits flat and then... Well, you'll soon find out!"

Moving in front of the machine, she pulled a large plexiglass screen directly in front of Allisons trapped boobs. The bottom of the screen had a large basin attached. Returning to the side of the tit press, she removed a long cord with a switch attached to one end. Unrolling the cord, she took up position behind the screen. "All set cow?" Without waiting for a reply, she depressed the switch to start the press.

With a low hum, compressed air began moving the slabs together. Allison squeaked in alarm as the edges of the slabs began squeezing the base of her tits. Both breasts rapidly became red as blood flow was constricted. Her nipples swelled alarmingly a blood was pushed into them. After ten seconds, the humming stopped. The two slabs were now an inch apart. Allison thought. "It's not so bad. I've had my puppies tied up tighter than this. Feels different than a rope with all the pressure going one way. My nips look huge!"

"Step one completed!" the woman chortled. "Now for the grand finale." Pushing the second switch, she waited eagerly. The hum started again and the two slabs started swiveling towards each other. Allison screamed as the pressure on her abused tits increased. Her nipples swelled more than she thought possible, but still the pressure increased as the two slabs moved inexorably together. "Just about there!" The woman cried, her fingers buried in her sopping snatch.

Oddly enough, Allison had become quite aroused. While she enjoyed titplay, this was so strange to her, it had taken a while before the pain had transformed into pleasure. The intense pressure in her now bulging tits sent her pussy into spasms. As the pressure increased, she could feel herself reaching toward a massive cum. With one final surge, the two plates moved together. With a loud "SPLAT", Allison's crushed tits exploded! Fat particles and blood splattered onto the plexiglass screen, running down into the basin. The dom screamed in orgasm as Allison's tits hit the screen in front of her eyes. The sudden release of pressure sent Alison into paroxysms of pleasure as her pussy gushed.

The waiting medical staff quickly reversed the tit press, and released Allison. Cutting away the empty bags of skin from her chest, they sprayed the wounds with a clotting agent and slapped on the tan bandages. Coated with a powerful analgesic, the bandages quickly eased her pain. Finishing up they told her. "Well done! Now off you go!"

Allison stumbled over to her friends. "Wow!" They said. "You did great!"

"Thanks!" Said Alison, still lightheaded from her orgasm. "That was more intense than any fucking! If I had two more tits, I think I'd do it again."

"My turn now!" Said Betty. "I think I saw a basketball game down the left side. Let's go! I need to lose my tits."

Almost running, Betty led the group back to the games area. As they neared one of the chopping blocks, they saw two titless girls approach the axeman hand in hand. After hugging each other, one of the girls knelt, placing her head on the bloody block. The axeman efficiently brought the axe up over his head and brought it down, severing her head. The second girl, after pushing the flailing body to one side, laid her head on the block Looking at the group as they paused to watch, she smiled at them as she awaited the axe. "Thunk!" Her head spun off the block and landed facing the first' girl's head, allowing them to gaze into each other's eyes as they faded away.