>>7189

I wonder if I should just post in Lit if I’m going to continue taking liberties with the prompt. Also I’m sorry, you’ll understand shortly.

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It's late august on a Saturday, and accordingly everyone has come together to celebrate the neighbor's new son. The most of the aliens do not have men and look for men to have children with, much like my wife. Unfortunately, for May my marriage to the elf Fornice has stripped her of any chance of being the matriarch of a household. Between the supernatural energies playing havoc on modern tech, of which it's name amuses me to no end, and the paucity of female flesh, everything has regressed and the church underwent another schism so poorly that it's only those like us that even show up on the same day every week. In any case the increase growth rates has made banquetment a much more common occurrence to manage the risks involved.

The gender disparity has also lowered our protectiveness of women in general as their increased frequency has reduced the need for individual protection, of which Fornice has already borne nine children, of which there was only one son among them. If you were curious he was in the third birthing in a set of triplets, while the others were merely twins. The hyperbolic time chambers in turn are what stymies the slowdown that pregnancy and rearing would normally incur. As part of my largesse with the community some have my girls have already been butchered to feed others, as eating you own children depresses one's spirit.

Back to the ceremony and it is clear that May's mother birthing quadruplets has disrupted their mental calculus for how they are going to feed everyone. May practically throws herself at me saying "Then give me to Butch."

Fornice asks "Thy body rejected milking, so thy bequestment only spells thy doom."

"I love him."

Fornice sighs, before responding, "I know, May. Husband, fuck thine orifice. I shall retrieve the processing implements."

"Grab mine." Exclaims Sessa, getting Fornice to nod to the Lamia as she leaves, before she continues "Don't mind her she just thinks using old engrish makes her seem older than she truly is. Got any skills?"

"My Daughter has let herself go after the first contact, only investing in make-up, nagging, and masturbation." May is being stripped as Sessa and another red skinned alienoid help her with a striptease.

"Mom!"

"Thine accompaniment's removal has failed thine objectives, as focus was upon the reaver instead of you. Owner?" the last bit occurred as she grabbed one of the reaver's horns.

The reaver yelped as it passed over it's identification. Fornice does a once over of the card and then claims her. "Yes, Mistress."

"Thy Body will be my stool." She moves onto her hands and knees for her mistress to sit on.

I switch my focus back to May's body only to discover that she is clothed exclusively in freckles. I pull her close to me and discover that she is already aroused, So I am unsurprised when she cums when I kiss her. I do end up fucking her vagina only to discover that her toys were too big and that she is loose now. At least the spit will fit easily. She is so delighted by my dick that I didn’t face any resistance getting her head into the decapitator.

Her head is pulled out of the box keeping he alive through necromancy. Sessa pulls out the purifier, disembowler, skinner, and tenderizer. Soon her body is ready for the parting. I pull out only for May to pout, and she starts humping the air as soon as I’m out. The purifier pulls out micro-plastics and other toxins, and then the others work in turn. Then the grilling begins and the meat is all prepared. The first person is typically the owner but I share it with my wife and May’s now decapitated head to confirm that it is delicious. I end up sitting down on the wife’s stool, to enjoy the rest of my Lunch.

I leave May’s head to soak up the compliments, and soon it is time for me to go home. I let Her father negotiate with Sessa for the enchantments to keep her mind around, as I was just going to dispose of it. When I turn back to my wife the Reaver has changed into a maid uniform for traveling with us.

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Name: Nekomata Okayu (Cat) and Inugami Korone (Dog)
Age: 19 (Cat), 95 (Dog)
Character:
Inugami Korone is cheerful and Energetic and finds ugly things cute
Nekomata Okayu is Calm and disciplined and tries to do the right thing
Setting:
Haitian Stereotype from the “Eating the cats/dogs” memes are sent to another word filled with pet-folk galore, Rotisserie ensues.