Father’s Day Roast

Father’s Day Roast

Story: #32
Copyright ©2005
Written: June 12 2005
A story By: KaosAngel
Proofed by: Piasa_Troll
Please send any comments about this story to (purekaosangel@yahoo.com)
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“Mom?” Jessica called out as she was coming down the stairs from her room wearing nothing more then a thin T-shirt and a pair of red silk panties, “Yes dear” her mother replied as Jessica entered the kitchen, “Father’s day is coming up soon, what should I get dad” Jessica asked as she opened the refrigerator and pulled out a plate wrapped in tin foil.

Taking the plate over to the counter she unwrapped it to reveal a fresh cunt steak, popping it into the microwave while her mother turned to her to answer her question, “Well you know how much he likes meat-girls why don’t you go over to hills pick one out and we will have a barbeque for him, he will love that” her mother replied as the microwave dinged telling Jessica her cunt steak was ready to eat.

Sitting down at the table Jessica began to eat her cunt steak, “Fathers day is tomorrow can hills fill an order that fast?” Jessica asked as she took a huge bit of her delicious meat, “You will have to go find out, I have never tried to get a meat-girl in such short notice” her mother said while she made the plans for the Father’s Day Roast.

When Jessica was finished with her cunt steak she ran back up to her room to change into her street clothes by the time she had come down from her room she found her mother had already planed the entire barbeque, “No backing out now” Jessica thought to herself, “Now I have to get a meat-girl” she further though as she jumped into her car and headed towards Hill’s Fine Meats the best girl-meat butcher in town.

Ever since Mayor Perro made cannibalism legal in the small town of Dolcett California, the harvesting of human females were a common sight on the streets of the city, designated meat-girls who still had human rights could still come and go as they please but could no longer ware clothes and had a small ring pierced onto their left labia with a tag connected to it, this tag had all the information any meat processor and harvester would need to know about each meat-girl.

Girl-mean butcher shops like Hill’s Fine Meats were popping up all over the city over the last few years since, but Hill’s always had to he best, everyone wanted a Hill’s branded meat-girl for their barbecue’s, this thought him Jessica as she arrived at Hill’s to see the large number of men and woman placing their orders for the best meat in town.

Sitting in her car at the Hill’s parking lot Jessica debated weather or not she wanted to go inside and try to place her order although, she wasn’t legally classified as a meat-girl for harvest she was of age and she knew if Hill’s was running low on eat they could order her to give her meat to fill the next order. “It’s a gamble either way” she though as she stepped out of her car and into the packed butcher shop.

Just as Jessica had thought when she entered the butcher shop she heard one of the female customers complaining to the head butcher, “What do you mean your out of meat?, when I called and placed my order an hour ago you assured me a meat-girl would be ready for me!” she yelled at the head butcher, “Yes ma’am but we have just run out I am very sorry” was the butchers reply as a man came up to the counter, “I need one meat-girl for a live spit roast at the family barbeque I’m having tomorrow” the man asked.

Jessica knew what was going to happen next, she had heard all the story’s about how Hill’s converted any girl available when they ran out of meat, so she slowly crept out the door in time to hear the female customer who had complained yelling again, not in anger, but in fear, as two large butchers ran over and grabbed two young woman striped off all her clothes, bound her wrist’s tight behind her back and shoved a ball gag in her mouth. The head butcher then took what looked like a gun and placed it between her legs a large pop was heard as she creamed though her ball gag.

When the gun was removed she had a meat-girl tag attached to her left labia, “Here you go sir, one young meat-girl ready to roast for your barbeque” the head butcher said as the man standing by the counter smiled and paid for the meat. Jessica was still in a state of shock at having seen that, but she knew that they did do that when they were out of meat, had she stayed inside any longer she would now be standing next to the now new meat-girl in a similar condition.

Jessica was still sitting in her car outside of Hill’s Fine Meats butcher shop as the man came out with his newly converted meat-girl struggling to get away from her owner, Jessica watched as the man forced her into the back of his car that Jessica could see was converted into a cage for transporting meat-girl’s who like this one tried to resist her fate. Having seen enough Jessica started the car and headed home, empty handed.

When she got home she found her mother in the kitchen preparing side dishes, and stuffing for the meat-girl Jessica was supposed to bring home, “Where is the meat-girl Jessica?” her mother asked as she looked up to se Jessica come in with no meat, “I couldn’t get one, Hill’s were all out” Jessica said as she entered the kitchen and sat in a chair, “While I was there this girl was complaining about them being out of meat, then a man came in to pick up his order, you can guess what happened next” Jessica said looking at her mother.

“You don’t mean?” her mother stammered, “Yep the butchers came over bound her up tight and converted her to meat status right there and then sold her to the man to fill his meat order” Jessica replied looking into her mothers eye’s, “If I hadn’t gotten out of there before they converted her I might not be sitting here right now, they would have converted me too, to sell to the next man” Jessica added.

“Well what do we do now?, we have a lot of people coming tomorrow looking for a Father’s Day spit roast and we have no meat-girl to put on the spit” her mother reminded Jessica of their meatless predicament, “Humm maybe I can get one of my friends to volunteer to roast for our barbeque” Jessica said trying to think of who she could ask to give up there life for her, “Humm never mind none of my friends would let us roast them” Jessica said lowering her eye’s in thought.

“Maybe you can trick one of them into coming here and convert her?” Jessica’s mom said, “No, unless they volunteer its murder, we are not certified as meat processors or harvesters” Jessica replied as they both tought harder about how to get a meat-girl for the upcoming Father’s Day Roast.

Jessica was upset that she couldn’t get a meat-girl and even more upset at her mom for planning the whole thing before knowing if she could get the meat-girl now they have a barbeque planned and no girl to spit, Jessica knew that her father would be upset if they went ahead with the planned barbeque with no girl-meat, she knew what she had to do so her father would not be disappointed on father’s day.

“Well mom there is no other choice” Jessica said as she stood up and began striping off her clothes, “You will just have to roast me for tomorrow’s barbeque” she added standing in front of her mom completely nude turning her back to her and placing both of her hands behind her back waiting for her mother to use the traditional meat-girl binding strips to bind her wrist’s together tight behind her back, “Are you sure honey?, this isn’t something you can change your mind about, once I bind your wrist’s its permanent until your cooked, you will be a volunteer meat-girl and roasted for tomorrow’s barbeque” she said waiting for an answer.

“Yes mom im sure, I wanted to do something special for dad on father’s day letting him roast me would be the ultimate gift, now bind me up im ready for the spit” Jessica replied as he mother used the permanent meat-girl bindings converting her lovely young daughter into a delicious looking young meat-girl, “Don’t get ahead of yourself, you know your father gets to tenderize every meat-girl he cooks before she meets the spit” her mother reminded her.

“Ohh right, but he’s my father?” Jessica replied, “No he’s not, not anymore, your are a meat-girl now, just live stock for the harvesting, just like any of those meat-girls out there” she looked out the window to see nude meat-girls walking around, some lead by leash as pets and some bound up just like Jessica was now, ready to roast for tomorrow, “When your former father gets home i will tell him all that we have planned for him and about your gift to him, until then you stay hidden in the meat locker” she said as she placed a ball gag into Jessica’s mouth completing the meat-girl ensemble.

Jessica was then pushed into a small dark room in the back of the house behind the kitchen, this was where the family stored their meat-girls before they were ready for tenderizing and spitting, While Jessica waited bound and uncomfortable in the meat-girl storage locker, her mother was busily cooking and preparing all the things she would need in the morning when it was time to stuff and spit her former daughter now turned meat-girl for the Father’s Day Roast.

Several hours later Jessica’s former father soon to be tenderizer came home, entering the kitchen he could see all the prep work being done, “What’s gong on here?, you going to cook up a meat-girl?” he asked as he moved close to his wife, “Yes we have a meat-girl to roast for a barbeque Jessica and I planned for tomorrow” she replied as her husband looked around the room, “Ohh where is that daughter of mine?” he asked, “She will be out in a few minutes and then all will be explained” his wife replied, “Why don’t you go out to the shed and get the spit cleaned up and ready for tomorrow, when you come back you can meet the meat-girl and start her tenderizing” she said pushing him out the back door toward the shed.

When the spit was cleaned polished and ready for tomorrow Jessica’s former father headed back to the house toward the kitchen entrance, “Ok its ready hun, now where’s this meat-girl?” he asked as she pointed toward the meat-girl storage locker.