Meat selections



			Trish - Perfect blonde meat-girl raised on farm. Trish was raised and grown on farm to become perfect meat-girl for rich folks. Today is her final day. She's going to be spited and roasted on slow flames. She feels nothing and is not scared about what's going to hapen. She was waiting for that moment her entire life. Well she won't have to wait for long. masters have already set-up flames for her.

			Annah - Everyday's girl selected as meat. NO!! Why would they select me!!! Though Annah. She was well aware that there's no escape once one gets selected. Well, I'll go and ask them if they would let me go? ...She though. But that never happened. She was boiled alive with carrots and onions in a huge pot.

			Erika - Really not volunteer. She thought we're modeling agency. Well, dear Erika. I'll call the butcher anyway. The farm is running out of fresh meat and I can really see some fine ribs here. "Please, don't sign me up for this shit." Erika said. Well, there simply was no living soul which would listen to that kind of crap.

			Several volunteers came to our farm today. Some will be grown as meat-girls on farm, others will be used as BBQ meat as soon as possible. I think I'll use the black-haired one as my personal pet. She really looks nice.

			Alicia - Looks like this one is not going to morgue. Only a fool would let this fine meat roast in the grave. Well, we're burying some stones today. Her relatives and friends won't mind and they really won't know.

			Savanah - After a great hunt her fine meat is ready to roast. She will be served at out BBQ party tonight. She won't mind, I guess.

			Elisa - Cute, sweet and tasty Elisa. She never got a chance to find out what happened to her. Went to buy some groceries and then...She was on the floor, naked and oiled. All she could hear was girls screaming in the background. Meat factory. She was only meat now. Noise was getting weaker and weaker. Damned....She thought. I should have seen one of these damned hunters following me....It was to late now. She will be roasted and her great looking and tasty body will be sold for the right price at the restaurant.

			Babysitter - "Well Sonia. My husband and I no longer need a babysitter. Children all frown enough to take care of themselves. But still. We could use some fresh and tasty meat for our BBQ party. And some new employers could use you. In their stomaches."

			Trish was invited to the party. Unfortunately for her this was a canniball BBQ party. But she still was lucky in one way at least. Those at these kind of parties really take their time preparing their meat. Well, she will have some real fun before the BBQ will start.

			And she couldn't hear them anyway. All that she could feel was her cunt getting wetter and wetter. It felt kind-a nice and warm. she never got so many attention in her entire life. Perhaps this was it, one final dance for people arround her. It felt great, but also strange. She knew noone and didn't have a clue how she got here.

			Her new mistress-cook sounded like some kind of psycho - bitch. But her methods were great. Trish already got the feeling of her being spited and she knew they will do that with her. Her cunt was all wet, so the mistress was able to put her entire hand into it. It felt great to both of them.

			Well, that was it. Trish was all ready for BBQ spit now. She couldn't wait for them to start. She will really become a fine BBQ roaster and guests will love her meat. "Well, we will spit this one into her but, I still want to have some fun with her pussy once meat gets spitted." said the cook. And the guests agreed.

			Company picnic didn't turn out to be what Trina and Melissa thought. They were promissed to "be served" well and weren't aware of what they were talking about. Well, participating at canniball BBQ's is never safe and this time, they were selected for food. They had no chance to agree with their boss and co-workers. Life simply is full of suprises and one never knows when it's time for her to get served.

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