Chapter 6 ***Rinse, Wash, Repeat***
Erica expanded perfectly, and three weeks was plenty of time to prepare
her for the feast, afterall. She wasn't fat, but she definitely had more meat on
her bones. Her time at the butcher shop was spent being fucked, stretched, and
fed. On the last day of her feeding, she was removed from the prison and put in
a truck to be shipped off to the feast for preparation.
Upon arriving she was thoroughly cleaned and shaved; people don't like
hair in their food. After this she was greeted by the fat man, her purchaser,
and he grabbed and prodded her flesh all over.
"I see they've done a wonderful job! You look good enough to eat!"
He got a big kick out of his pun; she did not.
"Let me introduce you to the chef, he will take care of you for the rest
of the evening. Pierre, here is our guest..." He licked his chops, patted his
belly, and left Pierre to introduce himself.
Pierre began to poke and prod her, "mm hmm"ing to himself every now and
then. He was definitely looking at Grade A meat, and would enjoy the opportunity
to make a fine meal out of her.
"Proceed this way to the kitchen."
He fastened a leash onto her and brought her into the kitchen, where
there were a dozen men and women, half naked, and very eager for the coming
entertainment.
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