The Beverly Hillbillies Dinner

Beverly Hillbilly’s Supper
                                             By
                                      A Cannibal
                                M/g F/b cannibalism
Granny sat in her rocker rocking waiting for Jed to come back form the store. She had sent him to the store to get some corn so she could start getting her “tonic” to cooking.                                                                   She missed the hills sometimes if they had been home they could have just gone out and picked the corn and it would have been fresh too. That was the problem with living here in Beverly Hills, everything that they claimed fresh actually came from cans. It tasted awful and what they did to meat was even worse.                                                             But the thing she missed most was the special meat they got every now and then. It was always so succulent and tender after she had cooked it. These city folk didn’t know anything about cooking food especially meat of any kind.                                                                                       Jed, Jethro and Elli all came back each caring a bag of corn. Then Granny forgot all about how city ruined meat. She had to concentrate on getting the tonic to brewing. After everything was going and the first tablespoon had dripped into a jug Granny went back to the kitchen to start supper. Elly May came in to help but she was shooed out of there, this was Granny’s domain and nobody was allowed in there when she cooked unless invited.                                                                          She had hog jowls in the oven and greens simmered in a pot. She so did wish though it was the other type of meat that was cooking oven. That did it she want some of that meat and of it meant moving back to the hills to get it then so be it.                                                                   “JED!” Granny shouted.                                                                                         He came in to the kitchen and Granny explained what she wanted. He thought it over some before saying, “Granny you know that meat is hard to come by. Why even back home we are lucky to get 4 or 5 a year. Tell you what though I do miss the taste of it too.”                             Granny said, “well then get that banker man on telephone. Maybe he knows where theses city folk go to get theirs. Otherwise I say we pack up and go back home where we can get it.”                                                             Jed thought this over while granny stirred the greens. “If any one knows where to get meat like that a big important man like him should. You’ll want the meat alive of course.”                                                Smiling Granny said, “of course I do Jed. It may need fating and it always tastes better when it fresh.”                                                                           Jed wolfish grin before saying, “yes it does. Alright then the first thing I’d better do is get a place in the root cellar cleared out and builds a cage to hold the meat.”                                                                                           Granny was happy now as she said, “Better make it a big one Jed they out a have a lot of meat in a big city like this. But fist you’d better call that baker man and make sure he can get us some. No use in building a cage if he can’t get anything to put in it and then we’d be moving anyway.”                                                                                                                             He got hold of Mr. Drysdale and explained what they wanted. On the other end of the phone the man didn’t know what to say. But he had to keep his best customer happy so he promised to find him some of that type meat.                                                                                                              “Miss Hathaway, come in here immediately!” Mr. Drysdale yelled to his secretary.
With a heavy sigh she went into his office. “Yes chief, what is it know?” she asked.                                                                                                              He gave her a smile before saying, “it’s not what I want, but what Mr. Clampett wants. He wants me to get a bunch of children together for supper later this weekend. Now I want you to get some of them or you will be fried.”                                                                                                  Laughing Miss Hathaway said, “Oh is that all. While their dietary habits are quite a bit different then ours I’m sure I can talk the kids into eating there.” her bird watching club consisted 16 children ranging in age from 6-12. Some of the older ones were becoming more interested in biology then ornithology.                                                                                 Mr. Drysdale chuckled, “yes I think that would be a fine idea. But you misunderstood me. They don’t want them over for supper, THEY WANT THEM FOR SUPPER.” Miss Hathaway let out a gasp of horror. Did she just sentence 16 children to death?                                                          “Chief I didn’t understand. I mean, how could I look at these children knowing their going to be cooked.”                                                                                   He gave her a sly smile as he said, “well I could call the Clampett’s back and say I couldn’t find any children. Tell him that you’d be glad to come over as a substitute. Look you weigh twice as much if not more then any of those brats and I’m sure they’d accept you.”                           Miss Hathaway gulped before answering, “Chief I’ve reconsidered they may have the children, I can always start a new bird watching club.”                                                                                                                              Mr. Drysdale laughed, “I thought you’d see it my way once I explained things to you. Now get Mr. Clampett on the phone he tell you when to bring them over.”                                                                                                         Miss Hathaway return to her desk and placed the call. “Mr. Clampett this is Jane Hathaway here. I have 16 children to choose from for supper on Saturday. Um when should I bring them over?”                                    Jed’s voice came back over the phone and said, “Well howdy Miss Jane.  Let me think Granny will want to inspect the meat and I think Jethro and Elly May will want to play with them the ones we choose. Can you bring them by on Friday? They can use the cement pond to swim in and Granny can inspect and choose the ones she wants. We’ll have a special place for the rest of them to wait until it’s their turn.” That would give him 4 days to build a large holding pen for the meat. Miss Jane said, “I’ll have them about 3 pm then on Friday.” Then an evil thought crossed her mind she’d get even with the chief for this. She said, “Mr. Drysdale has expressed interest in watching how you cook children.”                                                                                                                         Jed answered, “oh then he can come on over and watch. Tell you what then you and Mr. Drysdale come on over and we’ll put an extra one on for company.” Miss Jane was shocked she hadn’t even thought they both get invited.                                                                                                 “Oh Mr. Clampett I wouldn’t want to impose on you,” she said.                                           To which Jed replied, “Nonsense you giving us all this fine meat you should have some.”                                                                                                    After they hung up she thought, “Oh well I guess there no way out of it. But it could be worth it though just to see how the chief tries to wiggle out of this one.”  She went in and told him they were invited to the Clampett’s Saturday supper.                                                                                   “Well unfortunately I have previous engagement on Saturday. Um yes it seems I have to go to a bankers meeting on Saturday. To bad too I’ve always wanted to try child meat. Well enjoy the meal.”  She turned and went out to her office and called the Clampett's once more. She quickly explained the problem and asked him if it could be pushed back to Sunday. Yes he could and would do that and also he would call Mr. Drysdale and issue the invention personally. She knew that way there would be no way the Chief couldn’t get out of it.
On Friday Miss Jane and her bird watching club arrived at the Clampett's to watch the birds. The children were excited as they scanned for birds. But they weren’t the only one who were excited. Granny, Jed, Elly and Jethro were also excited not about birds but about all the meat on the hoof.                                                                           “Granny, which ones are you going to cook? I like the small boy with brown hair,” Elly said and pointed.                                                                  Granny squinted across the yard at the boy. “He looks alright but it’s awful hard to tell. Their meat is all covered up. Why don’t you and Jethro go for a swim? Maybe then I’ll be able to see the meat quality better,” Granny said.                                                                                      Jethro and Elly ran up stairs and return quickly in their swimming suits. They slipped into the cement pond and began swimming. Less then ½ hr later the pool was full as the bird club became a swim club. Elly and Jethro got out and began to sun themselves while the children were in the pool.                                                                                         They let them play for an hour before Granny came out and set the 16 glasses of “Kool-Aid,” for the children, but was actually it was some of Granny’s corn squeezins.                                                                                              “Here a cool drink for you youngsters,” she said.                                                        Miss Jane had been wondering how they were going to capture the children and now she knew. The kids all climbed out the cement pond for a drink. That was the last thing they remembered for hours as the passed out. “Elly, help granny get them out of them there clothes. Jethro, you help me get the meat down into the holding pens,” Jed told them.                                                                                                                     Elly pulled the trunks off boy she’d seen earlier and ran her hands over him.                                                                                                                           “Does he has to go to the holding pen now Pa? Can’t I play with him for a while,” she asked.                                                                                              Her Pa said, “Sure do for now. Tomorrow you can play with him all day.” Granny looked at the boy and she too running her hands over him. He was maybe 8 or 9 with brown hair, pump butt and a four inch cock.  She then announced, “This one going to make a great Barbeque on Sunday. Jed put him in a separate holding pen.”                                                    Jed took the boy’s head while Jethro took the feet. They put him one of three cages areas in the root cellar. Granny and Elly had a couple girls naked and examining them when Jed and Jethro retuned. Granny said, “This one needs a little fatting up. As for the other one I’d like to fatten her up a bit, but she‘d make a great oven roast just the way she is.”                                                                                                                                           A smiling Jethro said, “I votes we roast her in the oven.”                                        Granny looked at the passed out girl the smallest of the bunch with a curly red hair and flat bottom. “The mores I thinks on this the mores I thinks your right Jethro. Jed take our turkey her to the kitchen after I’ve finished looking these we can get her ready to roast.” Miss Hathaway was appalled by the notion that they were actually taking about roasting little Annette.                                                                           “Granny are you going to roast her while she still alive?”She asked and needing to know.                                                                                           Granny chuckled before answering, “If we were back home we would do that way. She make to much racket here city though. So Jed will lop her head off and let her drain overnight then we can roast her.” She watched granny go though the children and tell them what needed to be done to them to make them ready to eat. Miss Hathaway watched Jethro who was looking at 7 year old Debbie a cute blond. He asked, “Granny? Can I play with this one tomorrow?” She said, “Sure and on Sunday she can join the boy on the spit. Now take her down and put her in with the boy.”                                                      What type of games could they possibly play with children? Then it dawn on her the children were not only going to be cooked they were also going to be sex toys for Elly and Jethro. Something in Miss Hathaway felt strange not in her stomach but below it. It was a warm sensation between the legs as she realized these children would know sex before death. That excited her for some reason.                               Jed went inside and bought Annette out knelt her head down in front of a stump. Jed adjusted the girl’s head placed a clamp over the head. Jed moved the curly red hair off her neck. Miss Hathaway watched in horrid fascination as Jed Clampett picked up the ax raised above his head. Then with one swift move brought it down on to and thought the girls neck. The eyes on the severed head’s eyes flew open and her mouth tried to scream but it had no air. In the meantime the torso stood up and took several steps with piss, shit and blood shooting everywhere before falling to the ground and twitching.                           Annette was now only a piece of meat now as Jed looped her legs with rope and hoisted her torso in to the air to drain the blood out of it.                                                                                                                                   He unclamped the head picked the girls head up by the hair and looked into the unseeing face. “Whey doggie but you was cute. You know my dear, I thing I’ll stuff your head and mount in the new trophy room I’m going to build,” he told the head.                                                Miss Hathaway came over and said, “Her name was Annette she was 6 years old. Would you put that under her head when it’s on the wall?”                                                                                                                              He smiled saying, “sure I recon I can do that for you Miss Jane. Back home we didn’t get to know the names of the meat. I kind of like knowing the name of whom I’m going to be eating.”                                       There was nothing left for Miss Hathaway to do now that she had delivered the meat. As look at what had been Annette found herself wondered what human flesh did tasted like. Well in a couple days she’d find out. The next morning Jed took the body and placed it on the counter for Granny to inspect. What was left of Annette was first scrubbed clean with lye soap so her skin was white. Her body lie face up and Granny stuck a finger up the meat’s sex.                                            “You missed out Jed she was a virgin,” she teased.                                             Jed grin and said, “Well there are several more down there in holding pens a lot bigger.” But he thought, “It was a shame she had to die a virgin but it too late now.”                                                                                       Granny grabbed a knife and slit the girl’s belly open gutting her. Then she stuffed a bunch of vegetables inside the meat.                                       “Jed get me the medium size roasting pan from the panty,” Granny said as stitched the stuffed girl closed. While he was gone the girl meat feet were tucked under the body. Next the legs and were pushed back to the shoulders and tied. By the time the pan arrived Granny was coating the meat with butter.                                                           Jed licked lips saying, “That is one delicious looking turkey we have.” Granny chuckled said, “yep she a beauty alright. Now put her in the pan and in a few hours she’ll look even more beautiful, all golden brown.                                                                                                                                   Elly and Jethro came into the kitchen. “Pa we’ve finished our chores can we please play with the food now?” Elly asked.                                 Jed looked at them asking, “you remembered to feed the meat.” When he got a nod for the two of them Jed said, “Alright you can take them to your rooms and play with them, just don’t damage them.” Elly and Jethro turned and raced toward the root cellar and the holding pens. They looked at the future meat. They were screams to be released were ignored as they pulled tomorrow BBQ out of their holding pen. They struggled trying to break free.                                         “Stop trying to get free. You all will only hurt yourselves,” Elly said.  Now just outside their bedrooms Jethro asked, “When do we have to give them back to Granny?” with a shrug she answered, “don’t rightly know for sure. I recon Pa will let us know.”                                                                 Elly went to her room tossed the boy onto the bed and locked the door. She removed her clothes as the boy looked on. His mouth was opened in amazement at see his first naked girl. “Let’s have some fun little boy,” Elly said.                                                                                          She grinned at the boy as she lay down next to him and grabbed his little pecker and began to stroke it. His eyes closed and his fear vanished, replaced with pleasure. Elly was getting excited as the boyhood grew slightly. Then his cock twitched like her was cumming but it was dry, he was just too young to cum yet.                                         “Woulds you like to play a game little boy.”                                                         When he nodded yes Elly stretch her body out and instructed him. “Put you pee pee in here, that’s my vagina.” He fumbled trying to figure out how to do it, so Elly helped guiding him inside her. Nature told him what to do and he began to rock.                                                         When Elly screamed as her orgasm overtook her the boy stopped confused. “Don’t hit me I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he said.                                           Elly smiled up at him saying, “That was fun. You didn’t hurt me so I won’t hit you. I recon it’s my turn now. You lay down and I’ll suck your pee pee.”  The boy enjoyed his first blow job, but what he didn’t know was Elly actually tasting him to find out if she wanted to eat him tomorrow. After several hours of playing with their food there was a shout from down stairs.                                                                                                        It was Granny who called up to them, “Elly, Jethro come down here and bring them meats with you. The turkey is done.”                                Jethro was the first down stairs bring the girl with him. Her beautiful blond hair was now almost completely gone. “Jethro what did you do to her?” Granny wanted to know.                                                                              “With a grin Jethro said, “Gee Granny we was playing beauty shop and I styled her hair.”                                                                                                  Jed just shook his head and muttered, “One of these days I’m going to have to have a long talk with that boy.”                                                                           He pushed the unhappy girl to a seat. She hadn’t liked the game Jethro had played with her in fact she hadn’t liked anything since she’d awakened naked in a cell with Donny. Elly came down stairs with the boy and he looked at his friend.                                                          He asked, “What happen to Debbie?”                                                                 With a giggle Elly May said, “oh I recon my dumb cousin must have given her a hair cut.”                                                                                                         An argument ensued but was cut off quickly by Granny. The turkey formally known as Annette was placed on the table. Tomorrow’s supper screamed at seeing that the turkey was once human.                              They were wedged too tight between the cousins to move.                                               Jethro called out. “I gots dibs on the drum sticks.”                                                     A more moderate Elly said, “not me, I wants a nice piece of ass.” Granny admonished her granddaughter, “Elly May Clampett that’s not lady like. You say, ‘I would like a slice of rump roast’. Jed I’ll have a wing.” Jed took the cunt steak. They ate the pieces roast girl while ignoring tomorrows BBQ who were screaming.                                                   Soon there was nothing left of the roast except bones, which went to old Duke, thanks to Jethro’s tremendous appetite. Jethro and Elly were allowed to play with the meat the rest of the day. On Sunday morning the meat for the BBQ were placed into cages. “You young uns get your chores done and don’t forget to feed the meat down in the holding pen,” Granny said.                                                                                  The two of them quickly vanished and Granny eyed the meat. The boy was in decent enough condition, but it was the girl who was in sad shape. Her hair was even worse shape then yesterday with patch now missing. She also had not been tenderized Granny was quite sure of that.                                                                                                                                   With a sigh she said, “Jed she needs to be tenderized before we spit her.”                                                                                                                                         A grinning Jed opened the cage containing the girl and pulled her out. Her blue eyes were huge and she struggled to no avail. “Come with me little one you heard Granny, you needs to be tenderized,” Jed said and took the girl upstairs to his room.                                                                            Jed pulled his clothes off freeing his 8 inches of rock hard manhood. The girl’s blue eyes were huge with fear and she began screaming. He took advantage of the open mouth stuffing himself inside it. She chocked and her little arms and legs flayed about wildly as her oxygen was cut off Jed cock. He pulled back then used the mouth for a few minuets before pulling out without coming; he was saving that for down stairs. She was almost unconscious now and didn’t even feel Jed pull her legs down off the bed then slowly enter her. Debbie did become fully awake though when Jed took her virginity then she passed out once more. He pushed in but could only get half himself inside her. As he began to pump Jed knew it wouldn’t take long before he’d cum inside Debbie. After about five minutes of rest he put his clothes back on and took her down stairs to Granny.                                 “These city girls sure are tight,” he told her.                                                                    Granny looked at the girl who now resided on the table. “Yeah and they sure don’t handle tenderizing good either,” she said with a chuckle.                                                                                                                      There was a knock at the door and when Jed answered it was Miss Hathaway. “I was wondering if I might watch how the meat is prepared,” she said.                                                                                                           Jed smiled and led the way to the kitchen. “I recon you can just don’t tell Granny how to do things or get in the way,” Jed answered.                        Granny had the unconscious girl over the sink and was cleaning her bowels out when they entered. “Miss Hathaway, help me. They said their going to BBQ me,” the boy cried from his cage.                                                She walked over to the cage and smiled as she said, “well Donny I’m afraid I can’t help you. In fact I am looking forward to trying some of your meat.” Donny began to cry, knowing that his last hope of rescue just told him she planned on eating him.                                                      Granny gave the girl a good scrubbing with lye soap and shaved her head of the remaining hair from it. Then she placed her into a waiting cage. “It’s your turn now sonny. It’s not going to hurt much,” Granny said. Donny was cleaned inside and out without much fuss as Jed held the boy so he couldn’t escape.                                                                                    “Did Jethro build a BBQ pit?” Granny wanted to know.                                            Jed nodded and answered, “I reckoned he did. You want me to spit them now Granny?”                                                                                                  With a shake of her head Granny said, “no wait a while we don’t want them dead when they start to cook. I’ve got to get the rest of the rest of supper going.” While Miss Jane had stayed out of the way she did have questions. “You’re going to cook them alive? Why are you doing that?” she asked Jed.                                                                                                  She wasn’t as upset at them being cooked alive, just curious. He smiled the only reason we didn’t the other girl alive was she would have been too noisy here in a city. Back home there was nobody for miles so we could do it that way. The meat just tastes so much better when it cooked alive.” They talk for an hour until Granny announced that it was time to spit the meat. “Which one do you want on first?” Jed asked. She looked at them they were both awake and cowering in the cages. She reached up into a cabinet and pulled a jug down. Granny said, “Let’s do the boy first.” Removing Donny from his cage Jed held on to him while Granny tried to force some of white lighting down his throat without success. Miss Jane pinched his nose shut and when his mouth opened Granny got some of the liquor into him. Donny became quite dossal after that. Even when Jed fetched in the spit in he didn’t scream, just looked at it dumbly. Donny was forced onto his hands and knees and his butt up into the air. The point entered between his cheeks then into though the hole. He let out a small yelp of pain but the moonshine had dulled most of his senses. Granny, as a doctor, directed Jed in the movement of the spit though the boy’s body. She had Miss Jane pull his head back so the spit could exit. Debbie was next and struggled fiercely until the she too became moderately drunk. Unlike Donny her spit entered though her pussy and came out her mouth. Jed called Jethro and Elly May in they had long ago finished their chores and were hiding from Granny who would had given them more. Jed and Jethro carried the meat out back.                                                                                                                             There was no pit dug but twigs and branches between two metal brackets. An argument ensued between Elly and Jethro after the meat was set over the makeshift BBQ.  They both want to turn them over the coals. Granny settled it by saying they could both do it with Elly first. She allowed Jethro to put the homemade BBQ sauce over them and then light the fire. It was now after dark so when the fire was started the smoke could not be seen and the fire department called. Miss Jane could see their eye blinking as they were turn. She was also fascinated by what Debbie was doing and that was using the largest dildo in the world.                                                                                                         “Granny is she actually fucking that pole?” Miss Jane asked.                       Adjusting her glasses Granny look at Debbie and smiled as she said, “yep that what that’s what she doing alright. Girls always do that if’ns they is BBQ.”  Unfortunately the children didn’t last more the 20 minutes due to the damage the spit did upon entering their bodies. The meat cooked for several hours before granny said there were done cooking. “What happen to Mr. Drysdale? I thought he’d been here to watch the meat cook,” Miss Jane asked.                                                        “Oh he called and said something about taking Mrs. Drysdale to a farm some fat,” Jed told her.                                                                               Granny grumbled “I don’t see why she needed to go farming for fat; she got enough on her already.”                                                                                Miss Jane stifled a laugh with a comment, “they smell real good.” Nodding Elly May said, “They sure do alright, but they taste even better.”                                                                                                                             The barbequed meat was placed on wooden boards and taken in to the “fancy eaten’ room” as the Clampetts called the room with the green table in the middle of it. There with the other fixens Granny had fixed were place on the table.                                                                                  “Give Miss Jane the boy part Jed,” Granny said.                                                                               He sliced what had once been Donny’s cock and balls but now the best part of a cooked boy and placed it on a plate. Her plate was piled high with the other fixens and passed down.                                                              She didn’t know how to eat the piece of meat that had been Donny sex so she waited to see how the others ate theirs. She saw that Mr. Clampett had Debbie’s cunt on his plate and just picked it and bit into it. Looking at the other she saw that they did the same. Miss Jane Hathaway picked up the Donny’s cock and took a tentative bite and became a cannibal. She found the flavor was unbelievable.                                “Are all children this good tasting?” Miss Jane asked.                                    Granny said, “Some are even better tasting, especially after they are fatten up.”                                                                                                   When Miss Jane looked at her plate and the boyhood was completely gone. She hadn’t even realized she had eaten the meat. Jed sliced off a piece Debbie’s ass and placed it on Miss Jane’s plate. “Here try some rump roast. Tell you what come by at the end of the month. By then will have us a nice plump one to cook.” She liked that idea and knew she would want more of this special meat.
                                       THE END