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 The story is about a time when cooking and consuming human girls was deemed
to be legal.  This story is for adults only and contains sexual acts
including Cannibalism and self mutilation.  This is pure fiction and there
is no relationship to any real act the author knows of.  In the year 2048
the world recognized that it could no longer support the expanding
population.  Two problems existed.  The first there has become a shortage
of meat.  The other was the inability to keep males from having sex with
females.  It has been decided that only one in five women would be allowed
to reach the age of 20 yrs old.  By lottery when the girl was born the
choice was made as to whether or not the Girl would be allowed to live past
20 yrs old.  Those winners would receive an education and the same rights
as men.  Any Girl not chosen that became pregnant was to be disposed of in
the way allowed by law before the baby was born.  The other unlucky girls
would not receive education and placed in human farms.  Only the best stock
was allowed to live to the 20 year old cut off age.  Auctions were held
daily and any girl over the age of 18 was eligible to be sold.  Owners
could do as they pleased with the girls as they were property but all must
not be allowed to live past 20yrs old.  The law provided that farmed girls
receive a number of drugs that would enhance sexual pleasure and prevent
pain from ever bothering them.  These drugs were very strong and most girls
looked forward to this time when they would live in a state of constant
bliss regardless of what was done to them.

   Now after 18 years the first crop of farmed human girls have become of
age.  The population has already adjusted to the idea that girls have been
killed and used as food as younger girls who became pregnant have become
meat.  A number of new restaurants have popped up featuring girl meat. 
They have been very popular.

   A new restaurant has recently opened.  It is called "Toast-hers".  Many
restaurants have a gimmick but this by far is the most unusual.  My buddy
Brad owns this restaurant and he has asked me to become a minority partner
as he needed more money to fund it.  Today I am headed to the auction with
Brad to see how it all starts.  Brad picked me up at 9:00 and we are going
to the auction where he is looking for a dozen girls to kick off his
opening next week.  I will be providing the seed money at the auction.  We
arrived and there was a big crowd.  The auction was done in groups.  Meat
was categorizes as tall, skinny, fat, big boobs etc.  Brad said he needed
big boobs for his special equipment.  He also wanted some real good looking
meat which will demand a high price.  On one side of the room was a large
holding pen.  The girls were all naked.  They did not talk much and they
obeyed very well.  They were not real connected to what was happening as
they were given their first injection of "Bliss".  This made them very
cooperative.  A few were kissing each other and rubbing their pussies.  One
by one the girls were led up to the stage.  They had no clue what was to
happen to them as they were isolated from society all their lives.  Brad
managed to win his dozen girls and I have to say he did real well.  Most
were knock outs and all of them had a DD breast.

   Back at the restaurant Brad had a big room set up to hold his meat. 
Each girl was racked up standing in a wire cage device that held their arms
up and their feet apart, spread eagle.  The cages were hung on a rail that
made it easy to move them around.  After each girl was racked with a dildo
was stuffed into their pussy and it had a vibrator attached to rest on the
clit.  It supported their weight so there was no removing it.  Each hour
the vibrator would come on for 5 minutes and the meat would flinch and
flail in the rack.  Brad motioned me to come over and check the meat.  He
showed me how to flatten each breast with my hands.  The flatter the
better. To my surprise several were producing milk.  Brad said I was
welcome to taste the milk, have as much as I could want.  The blond in
front of me was giving me a great stare.  It was clear she wanted me.  I
got my mouth up close to her big inflated nipples and just latched right on
to it.  She sighed and it was clear she was enjoying me.  I grasped her
breast and flattened it like Brad showed me and here nipple filled my mouth
with a stream of warm cream.  It was great.  I know my mother nursed me but
I do not remember it, too bad.

   Some of the girls talked, some did not as they lived a very isolated
life.  The ones that talked usually were servants growing up.  Brad said
these will be waitress, the others will be cooked up.

   We went into the main dining room and Brad showed me some of his special
hardware.  In the middle of the room was a milking rack that doubled as a
fuck rack.  He also had a deep fry pot, an over sized oven and the iconic
toast-her.  Tomorrow would be opening day and he said he wanted me to bring
friends.

   Opening Day, Brad told me to come early and help him prep the food.  I
arrived early and brought my girlfriend, Stacy.  We have been together for
several years.  Stacy is knock out.  She is 5'3", about 140 lbs and has a
pair of size "D" tits.  Stacy is use to showing off her assets.  There is
rarely a day where her cleavage isn't on display.  She loves to be braless
and occasionally flashes people that stare too much.  Stacy heard about
Toast-her's and wanted to see what the big deal was.

   The first job was to allocate the meat.  Four of the girls answered
questions so we decided to make them waitress.  Brad carefully inspected
the rest.  He chose two real firm breasted girls to be milkers.  The fat
red head would be deep fried and the shortest girl gets the oven.  The rest
would be parted out as needed. 

   One by one the rack was moved to the back of the storage room where he
had a automatic washing machine.  All he had to do was to insert a tube in
the mouth and ass.  Brad said the machine would run a special liquid
through their body for 15 minutes to clean out the stomach and intestines.
At the same time a spray of his secret sauce would cause hair to fall out.
The spray would not touch their head and finally a high pressure wash
finished the process.  The first girl came out barely holding up her head.
Clearly she was exhausted but I could see she was very clean.  Her skin was
a little red and she was hairless from the neck down.

   Brad let the four waitress out of the rack and told them to behave or he
would behead them pointing to a butcher block.  He gave them a uniform to
wear but it was not much.  It left their breast hanging out and there was
no cover on their ass or pussy.  His staff took them into the dining room
for training.

   The Oven Brad grabbed the short girl and placed her face down on the
prep table.  Amazingly she complied and did not move as Brad took some
cooking twine and proceeded to tie her up.  First he tied her hands behind
her, wrist to wrist.  Then tied her elbows close.  Each leg was pulled back
over her back so the foot was close to her elbows.  Brad made a pony tail
out of her hair and then wrapped the twine into the knot.  He pulled back
the head and tied it off.  This left the girl with an arched back rocking
on her stomach.  Her big breasts just rested on the prep table.  He reached
up to the ceiling where he had a chain hoist system.  He attached the chain
and raised her up to move her to the cart with a cooking tray.  She was
placed on the tray and her legs were tied wide apart to the tray's edge. 
Brad asked me to get a bag of veggies and told me to fill the tray around
the meat.  I stuffed a carrot in the ass and packed the pussy hole with a
lime.  Brad came over with a long thin rod.  He grabbed the mammary meat
and wrapped it severely times causing it to look like big balls with a
nipple on it.  Then he rammed the rod in to the side of the meat.  She
squirmed a little and sighed but said nothing.  Brad placed a small potato
in the middle and pushed through the other side.  He pushed a lime on each
end and pushed the limes to flatten the meat.  He asked me if I like his
boob-k-bob.  Brad gave me bowl a sauce and said to baste her up.  Brad came
back and said now you get give her a gift before she gets the heat.  He
looked at my pants and said "whip it out".  She deserves a last blow job. I
looked at Stacy and she said "go for it".  The Bliss drugs have made the
meat more than horny and when the heat rolls over her body she will be in a
constant state of orgasm.  This was great; I whipped out my 8 in cock and
proceed to fuck her mouth.  I could feel with each stroke her effort to
keep me in her.  She added a little sucking action so I could tell this was
not her first cock.  Soon I was in Bliss and filling her with my seed. 
Brad gave me a gag for her mouth.  It held her mouth open.  The last step
required by law was a final injection of Bliss.  I could see her begin to
check out and the powerful drug put her into another world.  Brad set the
oven to 175 F so she would not cook too fast.  She would cook alive for a
long time extending the affect of the Bliss.  We rolled the cart over to
the oven, opened the big door and slid her in.  You could see her watching
us through the glass door.

   Deep Fried The fattest girl, not really that fat but fatter than the
others, was set up for the deep fryer.  She was tied up just like the other
one in the oven but not placed on a tray.  Brad Hoisted her up on the
portable hoist and rolled her into the dining room.  He placed the meat
over the huge pot where it was filled with cooking oil.  Brad turned on the
pot and we came back to the kitchen.  She would be cooked when the
restaurant opened.

   Milking Table Brad led the 2 cows to the dining room.  The milking
tables were actually a table and a bench under the table.  The cow was
placed face down on the custom table.  Her udders dropped through the 2
holes to hang down under the table.  The table was short and only supported
stomach and chest.  The cow was bent over at the waist with knees down
placing the ass end in the air very fully exposed.  The knees were
separated to expose the fuck hole and ass.  Hands and arms were unneeded,
tied behind the back.  The head rested on a small platform placed under the
neck.

   Open The first customers started showing up and Brad made sure the
waitresses were taking care of the customers every need.  Blow jobs and
pussy licking was their main job.  You could also have fresh milk at the
table.  Customers were served warm milk by the tit or by the glass and had
the option to extract their milk fresh from the cows.  Almost everybody
wanted to taste the fresh milk.  One by one, customers laid down on the
sliding bench and slid under the cow.  The big utters were right in their
face.  I got to try it too.  I grabbed the big utter with both hands and
placed my mouth on the big nipple.  It was soft and I sucked and large
portion into my mouth.  I squeezed a little and my mouth filled with fresh
milk.  The cows were set up for fucking too.  I had a ass hole or pussy
hole to fuck.  I whipped out my cock and slid into the already wet pussy.
After a few minutes of pussy fucking I switched to the ass and it was
tight. I could not hold back any more and came right away.  Stacy was
watching intensely.  It was clear she was getting aroused.  At one point
she reached up to her breast to massage it.  Some of the customers were
taking advantage of the cow's mouth.  Everybody walked away very satisfied
with the drinks and appetizers.

   Brad stepped over to the fryer and asked for everybody's attention. 
Hanging above the pot was the girl we tied up earlier.  Her massive breast
hung down like big fruit on a tree.  Brad gave one of them a whack, grabbed
the other and sucked on the tit for a moment.  He picked up the needle and
injected her in the ass.  He pushed a button on the hoist and it started to
lower her slowly to towards the boiling oil.  Her massive breast was the
first to touch the hot oil.  She flinched for a moment but in reality she
was overtaken by the bliss.  A slight sizzle was heard as her body sank
into the pot.  A couple of times she flailed slightly but the twine held
her firmly.  Soon the aroma of cooked flesh covered the restaurant.

   Toast-her The main attraction and the main item on the menu was toasted
breast meat.  All toasting was done at the table and customers chose the
meat.  The cows were excluded from the choices but the waitresses and the
extra stock were all available to be chosen.  Brad asked me if I wanted to
go first and show everyone how his special, toast-her worked.  He said to
choose some meat.  I looked around at the waitress and chose the biggest
set of breasts.  I motioned to the blond across the room and she came over
to my table an asked what I could do for you.  Her big DD+ were already in
my face.  I reached up to feel the breasts, sucked on a tit for a second
and said I will have these to Brad.  She removed her skimpy top which
really was barely a vest.  Brad rolled the Toast-her cart over to my table.
I could see Stacy was watching very closely.  It had a platform with 2
large roundish slots placed an inch apart.  The sides of the platform were
glass so you could see the mechanism inside.  There was some sauce on the
table and Brad asked me to select a flavor, sweet or sour.  Brad said to
brush the meat with the sauce.  I picked up the brush and carefully brushed
the sweet sauce on her breast.  She appeared to enjoy attention to her
breast.  Brad gave her in injection like the others and her eyes showed
that she was in bliss too.  Brad placed her next to the cart and leaned her
over.  Her huge breast hung out from her body.  They flopped around.  Brad
reached for them and guided them into the Toast-her.  She rested her weight
on the platform allowing her breast to fall fully into the Toast-her.  He
fastened a strap across her back so she could not move real easy.  Her
hands were locked on the side of the cart.  There was a handle on the side.
Brad said to push it down as hard as you want.  Two glass plates moved to
compress the meat.  I was surprised how the breast flatted out.  She move
some but it was clear she was trapped in the Toast-her.  A red glow showed
the heating coils were getting hot.  The waitress started sweating but she
said nothing.  Brad whipped out his cock and shoved into her mouth.  She
sucked away oblivious to what was happening to her breasts.  Just as Brad
came we could smell the flesh cooking.  I was close.  I heard the fat
dripping inside the machine.  You could see the breast turn red then
brown.  A bell went off the red glow stopped.  A small motor started up as
the glass compression plates moved back.  A small round blade sliced the
meat dropping into a tray.  Brad pulled out the tray and placed it on the
table.  Brad undid the straps and ties and pulled the waitress to her feet.
Her breasts were gone and she was led to the kitchen.  The customers
applauded Brad's new machine.  All the sudden Stacy stood up and said I
want to be next.  The room got real quiet.  I looked Stacy in the eye and
asked her if she was sure.  She said, "I want to see what it feels like and
I don't want the drugs.  I looked at Brad and he said, "Okay".  Stacy moved
to the cart and picked up the basting brush to give to me.  She pulled her
top over her head and unhooked her bra.  She had great tits, still on the
firm side for 24yrs old.  She said, "Come on, fix me up".  I brushed on the
sweet sauce.  As I did it, you could see her showing off, arching he back
some.  I finished.  She reached over to give a kiss and whispered in my
ear, "Fuck me while I cook".  Stacy pushed up to the Toast-her, arched her
back to show off her tits one more time, then leaned over dropping her
dripping breast into the Toaster-her mechanism.  She pushed down the arm on
the side to compress her breasts.  She gasped some and said, "It's Okay".
She pushed harder and I could see she was feeling it squeezing her tits. 
The arm had a ratchet that would not release.  She pushed one more time and
I could see her getting really flat.  Then the heating coils were getting
red.  I said you can pull out if you want.  She waived me off as I was
rising from my chair to help her.  She said, "I want to do this for you,
"Fuck me now".  I got up and walked behind her.  I pulled up her skirt and
pulled down her g-string, unzipped my pants and whipped it.  She was
wiggling her ass and said, "Fuck me".  With one thrust, I pushed my cock
deep into her already wet pussy.  I started to bang her as she hung onto
the Toast-her.  She was starting to feel the heat.  Her pussy was starting
to spasm.  She was screaming not of the pain but of an intense orgasm that
just kept coming.  I came too but her pelvic muscles kept squeezing my cock
and I stayed hard long after I was spent.  This left me in a constant state
of orgasm I had never experienced.  I was like a dog locked in a state
mating.  I could again smell cooked flesh.  Stacy laid on the Toast-her,
not restrained.  She was exhausted.  The bell rang to signal the cooking
had finished.  The slicer came on and neatly sliced her cooked meat off her
chest.  Brad pulled a platter out of the bottom and there was Stacy's
cooked breast meat was ready for my plate.  Stacy rose to applause and Brad
helped her to the kitchen.

   There was too much meat for me so I shared with my table.  The meat
tasted like no other meat I have ever tasted.  It was great.

   A little while later Brad rolled out the next girl for the oven.  It was
Stacy.  She looked me in the eye and said I love you.

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