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HIGHLAND FLING
By Scamp (UK)

Franklin was quietly pleased with himself, the 16th Highland Cook-out 
was looking like a success. All the local families had turned out and 
several families visiting Glenbarren had accepted their invitations. 
Franklin had gone out of his way to make sure that all those invited 
had at least one piece of meat eligible for roasting. All in all there 
were 23 women in the lottery ranging from 19 to 33. In keeping with 
local tradition one would be boiled and served on a bed of rice, one 
would be baked and the third would be barbecued over an open fire. 

Mary, Franklin's wife was the oldest in the lottery at 33, she so 
wanted to be chosen, she kept herself in good shape just for the 
cookout. Her legs were long and lean, her breasts were large and firm 
with just a hint of sag. When excited her nipples stuck out almost 
three quarters of an inch, Franklin called them his little cocktail 
sausages. Mary was especially proud of her pussy lips, they were big 
and chewy topped off by the sweetest clit in the Highlands.

It was 11am and time for the draw, everyone was quite and looking to 
the small stage as the first number was drawn out of the hat. Several 
of the watching women were fingering themselves, all hoping to be 
chosen. 

"Number 11" called out Franklin. "Me me me" cried out Christine, 
everyone cheered, she was after all,  the barmaid from the local pub, 
the "Split Bitch" and well known for being something of a tease. 
Virtually ever man in the village had tried to get his teeth into her 
at some time or other. At 20 she still had very tight firm ass, her 
tits were large with big pink nipples, and as she walked towards the 
stage her cunnie was already dripping. "Time to choose" said Franklin 
as he held out a small black bag to Christine. "I hope I get the 
barbecue" she said as she put her hand in the bag. "OoooH Nooo!" she 
had pulled out a blue ball. "A Baker" announced Franklin.

The next number was about to be drawn, Mary held her breath. "I could 
still be barbecued;" she thought as her right hand slipped into her 
blouse and her left nipple began to harden. Number 17 was drawn "Oooooh 
Yes!" came a cry from the back of the crowd. It was Dawn, the youngest 
this year at 19. Her breasts were small and firm with dainty pink 
nipples, a nice round ass and firm slender thighs. Her hand went into 
the black bag, "Yeah! I'm barbecue" she shouted. Franklin ran his hand 
over her rump already making a mental note of how many slices she would 
provide.

Franklin's voice trembled slightly as he announced "Number 22", Mary's 
number had come up at last. Mary stood there not knowing if she should 
laugh or cry. So proud to be chosen, but boiled, she just couldn't 
believe it. She walked up to the stage, she wouldn't let Franklin down. 
"Don't worry" he whispered "I'll make sure they talk about you for 
years". He pulled open Mary's blouse, the crowd made appreciative 
remarks as she turned to face them and squeezed her breasts together. 
"Dumplings anyone" Mary cried out. Everyone laughed as she was led off 
towards the kitchens.

The women wouldn't be cooked in the kitchen just prepared, all the real 
cooking took place outside for everyone to see. The kitchen staff 
cleaned all the women inside and out and removed all body hair below 
the neck. The three women waited nervously for the chef to give is 
approval and begin their final preparation. He stepped into the room 
dressed in the traditional chef's whites. "Baked, boiled then 
barbecued" he shouted. Two of the kitchen staff, both women moved 
towards Christine.


Christine

Christine trembled slightly as the two women assistants took her to the 
preparation table. She climbed onto the table and knelt forward. She 
felt so exposed her ass in the air her pussy on display. Her large 
breast swayed from side to side as she tried to get comfortable. "I 
don't gut my meat" said the chef "I like to keep it alive as long as 
possible, I just make sure it's clean and well stuffed". Christine let 
out a groan of pleasure as she heard the word "stuffed". She felt her 
cunt juices start to trickle down her thigh.

She almost gagged as the rubber tube was pushed down her throat into 
her stomach. Christine watched as a funnel was put into the free end of 
the tube and a one and a half litre bottle of fine French wine was 
slowly poured into her, filling her, it felt so good so cool. Once the 
tube was removed a small inflatable plug was placed in the entrance to 
her stomach. "Just to make sure it stays put" smiled the chef "now be 
brave this next bit will hurt just a little". The chef walked towards 
her with two rubber tubes with large 3-inch needles at one end and 
syringes full of a grey looking liquid at the other. 

"This will keep those fine young breasts nice and firm" he said. 
"What?" Thought Christine, As she felt both her breasts being squeezed, 
stretching the skin taught. "Aaaagh!" The teat of her left nipple 
burned as the needle was slowly pushed in, before she could recover her 
right nipple was pierced in the same fashion. Tears ran down her cheeks 
as both her breasts began to fill, she could feel the liquid swelling 
her breasts, they were now larger than before. As the needles were 
pulled out small drips of the broth oozed out of her nipples and 
dripped onto the table. Mary and Dawn looked on, knowing they were 
next.

"Ooooh!" Fingers started to massage butter into her cunt, rubbing her 
clit, "god this is good" said Christine, ripples of pleasure went 
through her body. The women inserted more fingers, her anus was being 
buttered as well, Christine could feel herself stretching. "Oh god, I'm 
going to cum" she shouted, thrusting back onto the women's hands she 
felt a slight pain as a hand slid completely into her anus and began to 
fist her. Now her cunt was filled, as one hand pulled out of her anus 
another filled her pussy and so on. As another orgasm ripped through 
her body, the fisting stopped and the women stepped back to admire 
their handiwork. Christine was still kneeling but exhausted and her 
skin covered in sweat, her cunt and her anus were still stretched open 
revealing her insides to the amused chef.

Christine to exhausted to move felt more tubes being inserted into her, 
one was pushed into her womb the other deep into her intestines. She 
gave out a low throaty groan as the warm stuffing was pumped into her 
body. She felt so full, she smelt the aroma of the stuffing and thought 
"This is it, I'm almost ready for the pot."

Her two assistants helped Christine off the table and over to the 
baking tray. She would be upright during the baking, the tray had two 
tapered metal points both about 8 inches high. Each was made of 4 legs 
that were 3 inches apart at the base but met in a point at the top. 
Christine squatted on her knees and slowly lowered herself onto the two 
points. As she lowered herself she felt her pussy and her anus slowly 
forced wider, her pussy could take it but her anus hurt from the 
fisting. "Don't worry, just get comfortable" said one of the women "as 
you cook your body weight will push them in all the way, if your lucky 
you'll feel it". The reason for the spikes was to hold the meat in 
place and open it up allowing the hot air to cook the insides. 
Christine's hands were tied behind her back. The baking tray was picked 
up and taken outside. Christine let out a small whimper as she felt her 
anus widen as the tray was jerked into the air. Everyone outside 
clapped and cheered as Christine was carried to the oven. 

The oven itself was a hot air oven as these gave the most even roast, 
it had glass sides and the top had a hole in it for the meats head to 
stick out. The tray was slid into the oven, and the door closed. The 
top of the oven opened in two halves these were gentle closed around 
Christine's neck ensuring the seal would keep the heat in. The oven had 
been preheated and Christine felt the warm air being blown across her 
body.

With her cunt held open the air lightly brushed over her clit, her 
nipples hardened as the warm breeze caressed them. As the oven got 
hotter the fans blew harder, Christine could feel the air deep inside 
her, the pleasure was building, her first orgasm hit her. As her body 
shuddered she gave out a shriek as she slid farther onto the spikes. 
But the pain was gorgeous, The heat on her skin was unbearable, the 
broth in her breasts expanded in the heat, she felt her nipples open as 
a stream of hot broth dripped onto her legs. She watched people in the 
crowd licking their lips as her now red skin turned brown. Her 
breathing was harder now, her pussy lips and anus were now so tender 
she felt herself slide all the way down the spikes, she felt no pain, 
just a feeling of fullness as she drifted away.


Mary

Mary was to be assisted by two men in the kitchen, she was taken over 
to the preparing table and assumed the same kneeling position as 
Christine. She opened her mouth ready for the rubber tube to be pushed 
into her stomach, her eyes opened wide as the assistant pushed his hard 
cock between her lips. "Whaghgh!" gagged Mary as the head of his 8inch 
member banged against the back of her throat. "Relax" said the 
assistant "your husband said you were a horny bitch and he wants you to 
go out well fucked". 

"That sounded just like Franklin" thought Mary. She relaxed and felt 
the hard cock push deep into her throat. He grabbed the back of her 
head and fucked her face hard and fast. Just as she thought her teeth 
would shake loose, she felt his cock swell and spasm, then his hot cum 
spurted down her throat, as he started to go soft Mary milked every 
last drop of come out of his prick. As she tried to regain her 
composure the rubber tube was slid down into her stomach. 

Mary wasn't looking forward to the broth, the chef weighed her breasts 
in his hands, "give this one a double dose, get rid of that sag". Mary 
gasped in disbelief, but waited patiently like the good piece of meat 
she was. The two men walked towards her with the extra large syringes. 
They teased her nipples until they were hard, her teats swelled, they 
must have been an inch long, Mary had never felt them go so hard 
before, they were so hard they hurt. "Please" she begged, "fill em up 
till they burst, Pump my tits up so there rock hard" The men smiled, 
one pulled two clamps out of his pocket, they were like small rings 
that could be tightened up by a small screw on the side. Mary felt a 
shiver go down her spine. "Have to put these on" he said "make sure it 
all stays in those nice titties of yours".

"Do it" Mary pleaded "do it". The rings were placed at the base of each 
teat and using electric screwdrivers were tightened just enough to hold 
them in place. Mary started to tremble with anticipation, she felt her 
throat go dry as her pussy got wet. On the count of three, both her 
nipples were pierced together, Mary let out a scream as she felt the 
needles push slowly into her breasts, the broth started to flow into 
her. "OoH!" mumbled Mary, This felt good she felt herself getting more 
exited, closer to cumming. Her breasts started to fill with warm broth, 
her breasts were full, but still they pumped more in. She felt the skin 
on her breasts tighten, her orgasm was getting near, her breasts 
started to stretch. "I can't take any more" she shouted. She heard the 
hum of the screwdrivers, the rings bit into her teats, as the pain hit 
her she orgasmed, her juices squirting out of her cunt. "All done" they 
said. Mary looked at her breasts, they looked huge, the base of her 
teat was completed squashed, the half inch still sticking out was 
swollen by the trapped blood and oh so sensitive. Both men then knelt 
down and sucked on Mary's nipples until she came again.

A well buttered finger pushed into Mary's anus while several others 
worked their way into her cunt. A voice behind said "My turn for some 
fun" and she felt the head of a very hard cock push into her rectum. At 
first it wouldn't go despite the butter, then all at once he rammed his 
entire cock straight inside her. As one man fucked her arse the other 
began fisting her pussy. There was nothing she could do except let the 
pleasure of the moment wash over her. 

The next thing Mary felt was a fullness inside her bowels, she soon 
realised she was being well and truly stuffed this time. Her intestines 
and womb were now full, something hard and cold was being pushed into 
her pussy, and then another into her anus. Her pussy felt full but 
comfortable, she let out a little squeal as her anus stretched, around 
the wide cool invader. Her tray was brought over to the table, it was a 
simple square tray with a binding post for her hands and feet in each 
corner. Mary sat in the centre of the tray and leaned backwards, each 
of her hands was strapped to a post. Her legs were then strapped at the 
ankle to the remaining two posts. This meant that her feet were 
slightly over two feet apart and her knees were level with her breasts, 
leaving her breasts, cunt and anus fully exposed for everyone to see. 
One of the assistants stood in front of Mary with a mirror. Her breasts 
were so large and firm, her swollen nipples were just begging to be 
chewed on. She looked down and she could just make out the tops of two 
large carrots sticking out of her pussy and anus. She was then taken 
outside.

Franklin looked at her, he was so proud. Mary looked beautiful. "What 
do you think" asked Mary. He prodded one of her breasts with his finger 
"I'll have one of these and your cunt steak." He laughed, Franklin then 
looked serious "Mary, I just can't wait to see you cooked, I just want 
to sink my teeth into you". "Soon" said Mary smiling, "and remember, 
I've promised one of my breasts to the young lad next door, you know 
how he could never keep his eyes off them".

Mary was placed in the boiler, like to oven it is glass all round with 
a lid that allows the meats head to stick out. Pleasantly warm water 
was pumped in, and a selection of vegetables and spices added. The lid 
was then closed around Mary's neck. As the water started to heat up, 
air was blown through the water like a Jacuzzi this would keep Mary 
alive longer. The bubbles ran between her legs and over her over 
sensitive nipples, 

"Oh god" thought Mary "everyone is going to see me cum" The hotter the 
water became the hotter Mary became. She began to lose feeling in her 
hands and feet, the pressure grew in her, she could feel the broth 
swelling in her breasts and the stuffing began to cook inside. Her arms 
and legs were cooked through "oh god she felt hot" She felt her breasts 
swell as the soft skin stretched, the pain she wanted it to stop and 
lusted after more. The pressure in her womb was too much, the large 
carrot in her cunt was pushed out rubbing her clit as it came, Mary let 
out a loud groan as she was overwhelmed with pleasure. The last thing 
Mary saw was Franklin licking his lips, plate in hand.


Dawn

Dawn had just finished having her stomach filled with wine, when the 
chef squeezed her breasts. "Nice" he said "but not much meat, guess 
you'll get a double dose as well". Dawn gulped, she had already seen 
what that meant. She was being dealt with by the two women, she hoped 
they would be gentler than the men. "Ok" said one of the women, "this 
will hurt, you're a bit on the small side so were gonna blow them up as 
big as we can". 

The clamps were in place. Dawn screamed as the needle was pushed 
through her right nipple, then her left. The two women smiled as the 
pumped the broth into her breasts, she felt them swell, and then 
stretch, the pain was unbearable. "Please stop" she begged. Dawn looked 
down; her breasts were already twice their normal size. The pressure 
started to build up behind her nipples, the broth wanted out, but the 
needles and the clamps were stopping it from escaping. She watched as 
her nipples began to bulge outwards. The pain was getting worse but the 
sight of her nipples being forcibly enlarged was turning her on, One of 
the women pushed a finger into her and started frigging her. Dawn felt 
a sharp pain in her right nipple, she watched as the small teat bulged 
outwards and opened, broth began squirting out past the needle. 
"Uuugh!" She cried out as the clamp was tightened stopping any more 
escape. She was getting hot now her juice was running freely from her 
pussy, it was only a matter of a minute or less before the left nipple 
popped. The assistant was frigging her hard and fast she was on the 
verge of cumming, then she felt it. Her left nipple felt as if it was 
being turned inside out, as it popped open the pain of the clamp hit 
her, and she came, they held her down as her body shook with tormented 
pleasure.

Still on all fours Dawn was exhausted, and she was almost in a dream 
state as the chef started to explain how she was going to be impaled. 
He explained that the spit was his own personal design. It was a six-
foot long hollow tube, at the working end it appeared to have a 
vibrator on the end. The head of the vibrator had a small slit in it, 
inside the head was a small spinning circular blade that could be 
extended or retracted using a pole that ran up the centre of the spit. 
Behind the head section was a small vibrator unit followed by the 
battery compartment. The chef explained that a small amount of 
vibration helped the spit ease its way through the body, the blade was 
only used when necessary. Once spitted the vibrator unscrewed from the 
end, the centre pole was removed and the spit could be used as normal. 
"Are you ready?" Dawn just nodded.

After oiling the spit the chef stood behind Dawn, her pussy and her 
anus looked equally inviting, "What should I pot" he thought, "the pink 
or the brown?" He took aim.

Dawn tensed as she felt the tip of the spit brush against the lips of 
her pussy, she braced herself, then gasped as it moved upwards and she 
felt the tip enter her anus. One of the women walked behind her and 
started using a second vibrator on her clit. The first six inches of 
the spit had slid into her without problem, she felt it moving farther 
inside her, it felt so big. She began to squirm as the vibrator on her 
clit started to do its work. The spit also began to vibrate, Dawn felt 
a small sharp pain as a small hole was cut in her intestine. The spit 
now moved deeper into her body until it reached her stomach, another 
small sharp pain. It was getting easier, Dawn was getting more exited, 
she could feel the spit moving in her chest, it was at the top of her 
chest, it was filling her throat. Her head was lifted up and the tip 
emerged from her mouth. "Oooooogh!" Dawn released a long groan as she 
climaxed. 

Dawn was laid face down on the table as her hands were tied to the spit 
behind her back. A locking pin was then inserted into her dripping wet 
cunt and locked in place, her feet were then secured. Dawn relaxed as 
the chef and his assistants began coating her in oils and spices. The 
chef  looked down at Dawn, "I've something to tell you" he whispered "I 
like my barbecued meat served rare, as you cook I carve". Dawns eyes 
widened in pure lust, not only cooked alive but eaten alive as well! 
She was carried through the cheering crowd and placed over the hot 
coals. 

Almost immediately the spit began to turn. Dawn thought about how 
strange everyone looked; it was if they were all going round in a 
washing machine. She felt the heat; then it seemed to slowly get 
hotter, cooling oils were brushed onto her as she turned. She could 
smell the faint smell of roasting meat, she began rubbing her clit on 
the locking pin, "I'm really cooking" she thought. "When will he carve? 
what will he carve?". She could feel the weight of her now oversize 
breasts with their extended nipples, who could resist them, or her 
tight sexy ass. She wouldn't mind a slice of that herself. Dawn's mind 
began to wander as the pleasure from her clit grew in intensity. She 
felt the skin on her breasts begin to crisp. 

Dawn heard voices, "And what would you like son", "I'd really like a 
slice of breast, with a nipple please". 

"Yes, eat me" Dawn thought, the spit stopped, and she felt a dull pain 
in her chest as her left breast was carved. She looked up and saw her 
brother biting into her brown crisp nipple on his piece of meat, Dawn 
orgasmed for one last time as she was turned and she felt her beautiful 
ass being carved.

Final

Franklin had had a great time, Mary had looked great when she had been 
served, the special tenderising he had ordered must have done the trick 
he even had some of her left over for sandwiches tomorrow. The lad next 
door had finally got his hands on his wives breasts, well one of them 
anyway. Christine the village tease had finally been had by all, and 
about time too. And Dawn had been the star of the day. He only hoped he 
could pull it of again next year.

Maybe he should invite his sister over?


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