Riley had been miserable all afternoon because of her brother, Lou, and her parents, Mrs. and Mr. Brimmer’s idea: “But, Mom, why do we have to go to that stupid restaurant?” This was her fourth complaint.
Her mother patiently replied, “Dear Riley, please be quiet and put on your gown and get ready to go to dinner.”
Her fifteen year old daughter looked a little frustrated.
Tonight, they were going to the quirky “choose your own meat” restaurant that had recently opened on Commercial Street. Some of their best friends have already been there and told them about the excellent food and service. So Mrs. Brimmer finally decides to let her family dine there. She has invited the Kruger family, whose daughter, Christina, is Riley’s classmate and best friend.
Her daughter continued, “But I heard at school that their service…!” But this time her brother Lou interrupted her, joking with her that if she didn’t stop complaining, his sister’s ass would be on the menu.
As Riley returned to her room to get ready, Mrs. Brimmer smiled and said, “I may consider that offer.” Mr. Brimmer, sitting in the seat of his sleeper chair, commented, “Ah, that would be guaranteed to shut her up.” They laughed together at the idea.
Although, it is common to have your daughter or wife be dinner here, Brima had not seriously considered it before.
Riley already knew that a few of the girls at school had finished their lives as meat at their family’s dinner table, but she felt pretty safe with her mom and dad.
Mrs. Brimmer had occasionally considered butchering her daughter, but had abandoned the idea each time she thought about how delicious she would become as her body continued to grow. Now that Riley was turning fifteen, she looked quite mature in any case, even if her face was still so innocent and childlike.
After a while, the Brimmer family arrived at the shopping street and walked towards the newly opened restaurant. In the window of the restaurant were large posters advertising the business. Most of the pictures were of teenage girls being processed at the mixing table until the smiling chef started splitting them up at the table.
Riley’s friend Christina suddenly said behind her, “I hope I don’t end up like them.”
Riley smiled and gave her friend a hug: “Agreed!” At the same time, Mr. Brimmer greeted Christina’s dad, Keger : “Let’s think if how we can avoid it!” As they entered the restaurant near the butcher, Mrs. Keger secretly winked at her husband.
When everyone entered, a naked blonde girl of about twenty asked, “May I help you?” Mr. Brimmer replied, “We have a reservation for table seven!” The naked waitress guided them to a table quite close to the barbecue pit in the center of the restaurant.
As Riley scanned the room she said in amazement, “This is a really big place!” The dining room could serve at least a hundred guests at a time, and tonight it was filled to capacity. Some of them were couples, but there were also many larger groups sitting around large tables that were obviously family dinners. Many of the children had arrived with their parents and friends.
Naked waitresses were moving from table to table, recognizable by a red ribbon tied around their waists. Many of them were leading other naked girls to their tables or taking them away. Those unfortunate girls were the ones on tonight’s menu, and they weren’t wearing ribbons. Instead, they were branded with a number on their shoulders and hips for easy identification.
“Well, I’d like to try some young meat tonight!” Mr. Kerg said with a smile and a nod to a waitress who was dragging two girls past their table. They were obviously related sisters, perhaps twelve and fourteen years old, with slender and slim bodies, both with long, brown hair. The waitress pulled the two girls over to the table next to Kerg and Brima’s family and began to advise the guests on how to cook them.
“In case you want to hear it,” whispered Mrs. Keger to the others, “these two girls are the daughters of the lady who has just decided to cook them in the soup.”
“Yes, I’ve heard that too, it’s very popular these days to sell your girls to this place and then order them yourself.” Brima smiled as she watched the two naked little girls kiss their moms goodbye before heading into the kitchen.
Despite the smiles, they both looked a little nervous as they left the table and disappeared behind the kitchen door.
The blonde waitress who greeted them at the door asked, “Welcome. Have you decided to donate a girl tonight, or are you just going to buy one of these girls?”
Brema said, “Well, we’ll choose from the girls here, but maybe…”
His daughter and her friend were shocked, and Riley tried to smile at the waitress while saying stiffly, “Daddy, you can’t be!”
Mrs. Quigg motioned for her daughter to be quiet and said aloud, “And then, can we order them both?”
“Ah, not necessarily, when they are prepared and brought out, each of them can be ordered… I can’t guarantee that I will definitely bring any of them to your table.”
The waitress smiled and said, “First order first.”
Mr. Keogh asked, “What if no one orders them before we leave?”
“If you wish, then you can pack them up and take them home!”
Lou smiled at his sister, “It’s so exciting, isn’t it, honey?”
She had closed her mouth and just sat there numbly listening to the discussion about her meat.
The family quickly decided on a donation for Riley and Christina and had the waitress take them away. As they reluctantly followed the blonde into the kitchen, Lou looked at them mercilessly and said, “See you soon, I hope!”
When Mrs. Kruger’s daughter left the table, she said, “Ah, I finally get to taste Christina’s meat!” Mrs. Brimmer agreed, “Oh yes!” They continue to discuss whether to eat both girls tonight or take Riley home to save her meat for later.
While they were talking time, the three men were busy checking out the rest of the meat that flowed through the dining room. Girls of all ages, from young mothers to daughters and little girls who were merely children, walked slowly around the table naked.
Not at all surprisingly, teenage girls get the most attention, and usually don’t make it more than a lap or two around the table before they are ordered. When the guests saw their favorite female animals, they asked the waitresses to bring the meat to their tables and determine what to do with them.
Mrs. Brimmer pointed to her daughter and Christina and said, “Oh, bring them here!”
Together they walked out the kitchen door and approached through the table. As they walked by, they both tried to avoid the eyes of the hungry guests. Both girls were naked, and like the rest of the meat, their pussies had been shaved to the bone. When they reached the table, Lou could see that their faces had turned red with distress. As Christina walked around, her huge, firm breasts quivered and looked even more delicious than Lou had imagined. His sister, with a pair of slenderly shaped B-cup breasts and swollen, rather large nipples, looked appetizing as well. Both girls stood barefoot on the floor, trying to hide their slick private parts with their hands.
Mrs. Kruger commented, “Numbers 126 and 127,” and was able to see the numbers on the girls’ hips and shoulders as they stood at their table.
Riley’s dad tried to smile at the silent girls and asked curiously, “Well, girls, what did you see when you went into the kitchen?”
“You can never imagine!” Riley raised her head slightly and murmured, “There were at least twenty girls there, some in soup kettles and steamers, and we even watched some have their heads sliced off on the guillotine. A few girls were hung up and disemboweled with meat hooks directly under their jaws.”
“Ah, we also saw two girls being fed alive into the huge oven.” Christina continued, almost smiling, “I think they were sisters, and they were arguing about who tasted better until the door closed.”
As Christina continued to describe more of what was happening in the kitchen, Riley suddenly asked, “Have you decided you want us?”
She looked at her mom and dad begging, visibly hoping they did order her so she wouldn’t have to walk around the restaurant waiting for someone else to pick her.
“Perhaps, dear!” Mrs. Brimmer replied, “But first I think you two should walk around to the other tables for a while and see if the other guests want your meat.”
Christina sobbed, “Ah, no!”
Mr. Kerg gave her fine ass a slap before she started walking in circles with Riley. Their parents watched as the girls walked past several nearby tables, catching the eyes of many hungry guests.
Lou wasn’t paying much attention to them when he saw a beautiful light black lady under twenty years old being racked over the coals of the barbecue pit. She was impaled from vagina to mouth and writhing violently on the steel pole. Six other girls had been placed on the coals to be grilled and the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue.
When Christina was called over to table four, Mrs. Kruger exclaimed, “See, now we’ve lost Christina.”
A waitress was now displaying Christina’s flesh as several of the guests stroked her body at will examining the flesh, especially her clit and breasts. Finally, the waitress dragged Christina towards the entrance to the kitchen. As Christina was once again led by her escort past their table, her mom asked, “Hey, are you chosen?”
“Just my… ah… just my pussy.” Christina paused for a moment and whispered, “I will soon be divided by the butcher.”
Mr. Kegger said, “I see… waiter.” The waitress turned to him: “Yes, sir, would you like to cut the rest of the girl?” Mr. Kegger gave his daughter a smile and replied, “I think we’d like her breasts and ass roasted, please.”
As they left for the kitchen door, Christina’s mom giggled and kissed her goodbye: “Goodbye… or rather, goodbye to a part of you.”
As the other waitress brought Riley into the kitchen, Lou suddenly said, “Yo! Look, Riley’s been chosen too.” She waved goodbye to her family just long enough before the door closed.
Mr. Brimmer suggested they order a meat animal about thirteen years old, and the girl and her mother were passing their table together. The waitress lifted her to the table and had her sit on her ass on her ankles and kneel. The waitress spread her knees, revealing the girl’s pink private parts for the guests to view. Her mother explained that her daughter Maria was eager to try the rack roast. So, Mr. Brimmer instructed that Maria be grilled all over the grill while her mother continued to circle between the tables.
When Riley met the girls in the kitchen again she said, “Christina, have you been chosen too?” They stood against the wall with a dozen other girls, waiting their turn on the butcher’s table.
“Yes… cut, but mom fixed a part of me.”
Riley said, “Ah, you’re so lucky… I’ve been chosen by a whole family to grill in the oven.”
The line moved a bit and the two young girls followed the chef towards the soup kettle. Riley was suddenly dragged away by another chef by the arm, Christina smiled and said, “Ha, good luck.” As Riley walked through the noisy meat slicer she said loudly, “Good luck to you too.” She automatically laid down on the wooden table to get ready.
The cook bound her small arms and legs to the thin strips of leather, then tied her wrists and ankles so that her knees were bent up to her chest. She lay helpless as the cook suspended her by her wrists and ankles with a chain hanging from the ceiling, then raised the other end of the table so that she lay on her back with her buttocks up and her head down. The cook then inserted two tubes attached to the stuffing box deep into her pussy and anus and began to press in the stuffing. The sticky pale green vegetable paste filled her up so much that she looked as if she was already pregnant. When the fillings began to overflow, the chef pulled out the tube and inserted two thick carrots deep into her tight pussy and rectum and stitched her labia and dilator muscles together with separate threads so they wouldn’t be pushed out.
Riley just felt a wave of agonizing pains and soon forgot about them as she saw the chef raise the huge meat cleaver close to her head. She tried to scream, but didn’t have time to make a sound before the meat cleaver cut into her slender neck and separated her head from her body. Head rolling, she caught a glimpse of her headless body lying on the table just before she lost consciousness.
Christina had just seen Riley’s bloody end when she heard the cook say, “Your turn.” She numbly followed the man to another table, where he told her to kneel on the wooden table. On the floor beneath the table stood a vertical steel pole, slim and sharp. The assistant guided Christina’s fat ass towards the steel pole until she felt it enter her groin. The chef stood in front of her, held her ass and began to thrust her body hard into the steel pole.
It entered her ass with little resistance, and Christina thought it would probably be fairly easy for her to carry on on her own. She innocently asked, “Can I finish the piercing down myself?”
A look of surprise showed on the chef’s taut face, “Yes, what a great idea.” He let Christina squirm her round ass on down through the cold steel pole. She pierced herself to the chest without much help. At that point, the chef and his assistant guided her body steadily on down, tilting her head back so that the steel rod could pass through her quivering lips.
The cook and his assistant lifted the steel pole and adjusted it to a position perpendicular to her knees, allowing her to sit on the wire mesh near the table. Christina thought to herself, “My God, I’m still alive in spite of all this.”
Near Christina sat three other girls, pierced alive in the same way. Two of them were already missing different parts of their bodies, like breasts, arms or asses. But they were still alive, as they were still looking around the room at the other flesh being processed.
“Ah, nice position.” Christina thought as she tried to get comfortable on the steel pole.
The pain had subsided, and in fact, the sight of the naked girls being handled in front of her gave her a little thrill. Riley’s beginning to wrinkle body was in the oven to her right, but most mesmerizing of all were the three young girls struggling in the soup kettle, trying to keep their heads out of the boiling water.
Her arms were still free, and while it didn’t help her, Christina put her hands on her privates and began to masturbate.
As soon as she became wet from her orgasm, a chef with a sharp blade grabbed her hands. He tied her hands behind her back and began to read a slip: “One vagina, two breasts… oh, and ass cheeks.” He muttered to himself and put the knife to Christina’s left breast. Two clean cuts and he had hacked it off her breast, then the second and he placed it next to the first on the grill in front of her.
Christina first felt a great pain, but it disappeared again surprisingly quickly. He sliced off both sides of her ass and then began to carefully slice off her virgin-blooded cunt, and she could even clearly imagine a part of her laid out on her parents’ plate.
Christina stayed alive for hours, seeing many of the girls being processed, arms and legs cut off in turn, only to finally dig out her liver and heart.
“This is great.” As they left the restaurant, Mrs. Kruger commented, “Christina’s meat is so good.”
“She does.” Brima smiled at the thought of her daughter’s body laid out on the table next to her.
Maria made up for the fact that they didn’t get to try Riley’s meat by cooking it on the grill so deliciously. But this may be their last visit to the restaurant, because next time they won’t be able to bring their own meat.