In the meantime, the chef had been quite busy in the kitchen. He had already given the meat their last enemas, completely cleaning their insides as far as feces were concerned and shaved off all their hair. It was time for the more important and enjoyable task of spitting Julie. She was already lying on her back on top of the butchering table. The chef approached her, his right hand holding the butchering knife while the left hand was sharpening the blade with a laser sharpener. Mesmerized Julie stared at the already very sharp blade. The chef grinned at Julie and placed the tip of the blade at Julie’s abdomen. "Get ready, Julie", he said. "Your pig is ready for butchering", was Julie’s reply. He slowly slit her open, dividing her belly. Blood started to pour out and he inserted his hands into her newly created opening. She felt great. Instantly she had one of her best orgasms, but she tried to stay calm and not squirm around too much. It was important for her to lay still so he could do his work properly. He pulled out all her non-vital body parts. She was showered in orgasms, one after the other. Liver, kidneys, intestines, all was pulled out and the endings cut off. "I am going to make pate out of these and stuff you with it later", he told her. He handed her internals to Alice who quickly put them through the grinder and mixed them with some spices and bread crumbs.

When she was finished with the mix, she handed it back to the chef who was still cleaning Julie’s stomach with a hose. The water running back out was already clear, so it was time for the stuffing. He filled her up with as much of the stuffing as he could fit into Julie, pushing some up her cunt and ass, however, there was some left-over stuffing. "Well, we’ll use these on you Alice. You certainly can fit more into your big tummy", he joked. But he was right. Alice was physically much larger than Julie and also plumber.

The chef finished off the stuffing process with stitched up Julie. "Ok, darling, that was well done. You’re doing fine so far. Do you want a last fuck before I spit you?", he asked Julie. She was still horny, even after having several orgasms already. The thought of receiving her last fuck by a man who would spit her was an exciting thought and was music to her ears. She nodded her enthusiasm and agreement. Her last cock before her final fuck with the spit.

The chef signaled Alice who instantly kneeled down in front of him and freed his member from his trousers. Once it was out she popped it straight into her warm mouth and sucked on it till it was rock hard. "That’s enough", the chef told her, "you’ll get more later. It’s Julie’s turn first." With that he pulled out of her mouth and mounted Julie. It was easy to slide his head into Julie’s cunt, but once inside, he was blocked from penetrating her further. The stuffing was in the way. He tried to push in harder and eventually managed to push the stuffing further in. He started to ram his cock into her. Mercilessly he drove it in and out of Julie who was just moaning all the time, her eyes closed imagining how it would feel like to have a spit driven through her. Suddenly, the chef stopped and pulled out completely. She opened her eyes and looked at the chef, asking him with her eyes. Her questions was answered for her straight away when she felt his cock at the entrance to her anus.

Her ass was much tighter than her cunt. And there seemed to be more stuffing inside there as well. It was much harder to push in and the chef had some difficulties to bury his entire shaft into her ass. But he eventually managed to do it and enjoyed fucking her ass for a while. Julie had never felt so filled up. She had reached the limit of her capacity. Had the chef been any larger, it wouldn’t had fit in. After about 10 minutes of exquisite pleasure for both the chef and Julie, he pulled out and shot his cum into Alice’s waiting mouth.

It took about a minute for the chef to catch his breath, but he continued his work with diligence. In just a few seconds later he had gotten ready to spit Julie. He had fetched the long spit and had already positioned it at the entrance of her pussy. "Brace yourself", was what he told her when he pushed it in. It went in smoothly, first into her pussy and then her womb. "Ahh", she screamed in agony as the chef pushed the spit in deeper piercing her womb and pushing it in further until it reached her esophagus. The chef placed his hand onto Julie’s sweat covered forehead and gently guided her head backwards so that it was slightly tilted, ready for the spit to emerge. Julie smiled visibly for the last time. Then the tip of the spit emerged. A crumb of bread was sticking at the front of the spit. The chef continued to push it through until Julie was completely impaled on the spit and both ends were balanced to hold her in the middle. Then the chef secured her to the spit tying her ankles and wrists. Satisfied the chef looked at his work. He motioned Alice to bring the brush and start basting Julie. Alice enjoyed her job and was specially careful with applying sufficient baste to Julie’s breasts. While Alice was busy basting Julie, the chef had an idea. He quickly went to the fruit basket and took out a banana which he peeled. Then he inserted two fingers into Julie’s ass to widen it. When it was sufficiently opened up, he pushed the banana in. Julie was ready. Carefully he and Alice lifted Julie over to the fire place. It was already nice and hot and the flames had already lowered. They placed Julie over it. The chef lined it up correctly between the two y-shaped prods on either end of the fire and activated the automatic rotation of the spit.

"That’s it for Julie", exclaimed the chef. "Now it’s your turn Alice. Lie down on top of the butchering table", he told her pointing at the table where Julie had laid before. Alice complied and hurried over to the table. It was finally her turn. Alice had enjoyed helping preparing Julie, but had been envious of her for being done first. "Let’s get more stuffing", suggested the chef. Alice was lying flat on the table, her heart beating exceptionally fast. She was very excited and anxious to experience what Julie had just enjoyed. Without any further sharpening the chef just took his butchering knife and slit her open. Blood gushed out of her and she began to start feeling faint. But the chef was very experienced. In no time, he had cleaned her out. Her innards were lying inside the bowl and the chef had added more bread crumbs and spices. He was busy mixing it. When he finished mixing, he just poured the entire content of the bowl into her wide open belly. Alice was in ecstasy. Having her belly filled was the ultimate experience for her. She experienced the best orgasm ever, her only regret was that she couldn’t experience it again. She smiled at the chef who was poking around in her belly. Then he stitched her back up, and she experienced another orgasm. Feeling the needle piercing into her belly with each stitch was electrifying. She enjoyed every single stitch and moaned during the whole process, her pussy was drenched with juices.

When he finished, she begged him to fuck her hard. And that he did. The chef was a man with exceptional strength and energy. He was able to perform his duty all day long without tiring. He was just the perfect man for this kind of job. In no time he had his stiff cock rammed into Alice’s dripping twat and fucked her hard. Screams of pleasure were coming out of Julie, they were so loud, that even the guests in the dining area could hear them, believing that the chef was torturing the meat before slaughter. At that moment, Fraser was poking her head into the kitchen to see what was happening. What she saw extremely excited her. Alice was lying stretched out on the butchering table with legs pointing up in the air. The chef was wildly slamming into her, his rigid cock was massive. It was mouth watering. Fraser envied the bitch on the table. She wished it could have been her. She wanted to feel that huge cock inside herself.

The chef noticed her standing at the door and winked her over. When she arrived, it was just in time for his orgasm. He pulled out of Alice and was about to pull Alice off the table for a facial when Fraser grabbed his cock and pushed it into her wide open mouth instead. His cum tasted sweet and Fraser gulped it down quickly as if she was afraid someone might take it away from her. When she had sucked him dry, the chef asked her whether she wanted to help him in the preparations and she eagerly agreed to help. He gave her a brush and told her to thoroughly baste Alice’s body. Fraser took the brush and did what she was told to, but whenever the chef was not looking she pressed her lips at the spot that she had just basted and licked it off. Afterwards she basted it again. This way, she ended up basting Alice’s tits and pussy several times. Eventually, after taking much longer than expected, she finished basting Alice. The chef approached her with a grin. "Had fun basting her pussy, eh?". Embarrassed at the remark Fraser blushed. "That’s alright. It happens all the time.", the chef reassured her. Relieved she breathed out and was ready to leave. "Just stay for a little longer, please. I need some help with putting her into the oven", the chef told her. Fraser didn’t mind. She always wanted to find out more about cooking and stayed.

The chef told Alice to get into position. She knelt onto the table with her arms behind her back and her knees were bend pressing against her stomach. The chef took some string and tied her wrists. "Just stay like this and don’t move", he told her. Then he took two carrots and gave them to Fraser. "Here, plug her holes with these." Fraser grinned excitedly and went straight to work. She massaged the first carrot into Alice’s pussy while she moaned with pleasure. Then Fraser stuffed the second carrot into Alice’s ass without any warning. Surprised, Alice let out a short scream. "Well done", the chef praised her. He took an apple and walked up to Alice’s head and asked her to open wide. Then he pushed the apple into her mouth and made sure it was locked in place securely.

He then opened the oven door and pulled out the tray. Then he asked Fraser to help him carry Alice onto the tray. Together they lifted Alice off the table and carried her a few steps towards the oven and placed her onto the tray with her rear end facing the back of the oven. This way she could see what was going on outside while being roasted, at least until she expired. The chef had a final look at her and Fraser kissed her on the left cheek. Then they pushed the tray in and closed the oven door. It was already very hot inside and Alice felt the heat instantly. It didn’t last long until she expired from the heat, but she could see the chef thanking Fraser and then Fraser leaving before she eventually started to expire.

Meanwhile Julie was still rotating over the fire on the spit. Her skin had already darkened and the heat had almost become unbearable. Julie was still alive, breathing slowly, but wouldn’t be able to last much longer. Her meat was already half roasted and smelled delicious. She was in a state of semi-consciousness, her mind drifting through her experience as if she was dreaming, yet it was really happening and her body was reacting to the heat of the roasting with shots of adrenaline and endorphins which her mind, in the current state mistranslated to pure ecstasy. In a way, Julie was in heaven. She felt no more pain, just pure pleasure and her body was nothing more than juicy meat on a spit.

Alice was also starting to roast. The oven had been preheated and had already been hot when she was placed in. Initially, she had felt like being stuck in a very cramped and hot sauna, but it did not take very long and she was feeling like in hell. It was hot enough to melt anything frozen in just a minute. Julie was being melted, but she was not frozen so she was roasting up very quickly. She felt like exploding, but that wouldn’t happen. She started to loose consciousness. The heat was getting to her. However, like Julie, she didn’t just fade away. In her mind, her body had exploded and all that was left of her were little pieces of flesh mixed with bread crumbs and droplets of blood. Her whole body was roasted evenly from every direction. In her mind each of her fragments was being cooked piece by piece. It felt excruciating and very painful, yet at the same time it gave her a sense of peace, belonging and love. It was the perfect destiny for every women to be cooked and consumed by men. Their only purpose in life, to nourish and provide food to men. While Alice was slowly drifting away and dying, these were her thoughts and it gave her comfort and pleasure, to have lived and fulfilled her duty.

The chef was still busy, even while Alice and Julie were roasting nicely. He still had a few more dishes to prepare. Next on his list was Lucy. She was to be served raw as the Boiled Suckling Steam BoatÔ , a very fine dish from the The Cookbook which was published centuries ago by the legendary chef Tabero, one of the proud ancestors of admiral Tabero. This was a very popular but expensive meal, not only because it was an ancient recipe from the cannibal cooking bible, but also because the meat took several months to prepare. Firstly it required a nice lean girl. The size was dependent on the number of guests, but it was very important that the meat was lean with as little fat as possible. The second step would be impregnating the sow. This could be done several ways and could be very enjoyable by both parties involved. However, it was important to make sure that the fetus would be female. There was a drug which could ensure that. Once the sow was impregnated, it was just a matter of time until she could be served. However, during the months of pregnancy, it was vital to monitor the diet of the sow. It was essential that she was fed properly and stayed healthy, but attention also needed to be paid to ensuring that she wouldn’t gain excessive weight.