Christmas Turkeys

Christmas Turkeys
By
A Cannibal

  M/g (3) M/b F/b (3) b (5)/g g (5)/b oral cannibalism

Bret need a turkey for Christmas and was having a problem finding one. A week before the holiday the grocery stores had signs out saying they were already sold out them.
Next he tried boutique butcher shops. Again he got the same response. It seemed that there was not a bird to be found anywhere.
 Bret, his wife and kids were going to have to turkeyless this year; as well as the other family members that had been invited over for dinner.
 He had one last place to look but it was way outside of town. There was a farm out in the country and that he'd heard might have some.
 So Bret drove for 2 hrs down a two lane highway until he saw a sign saying Benson farms. He traveled down that road for another 1/2 hr down that road trying and mostly failing to avoid the potholes.
 Finally Bret arrived at a decapitated farm house.
With all the trouble he went to get here this guy needed to have some turkeys.
 Farmer Benson was not a man but a plump black woman. She watched from the living room window as a car drove up and park. A white man in a suit got out looked around. He walked up to the front door and knocked.
 “I'm not sure I'm at the right place, but I heard you might possibly have some turkeys for sale," Bret said.
 The farmer sighed, "Yeah this is the place, but only got dozen left and they're on the small side. Come on I might as well show them to you, then you can decide if you want one. Their back here in this room."
 With a shrugged of his shoulders Bret said, "If their small I might want to buy two of them then."
 She led him to a back room and fumbled with some keys before getting the right one. Unlocking the door the famer stepped aside to let the customer see inside the room.
 Bret looked, and then blinked in confusion. There were no feather birds in this room. Instead there were children clad in only dresses for the girls while the boys had on sweat shirts and only underwear for pants.
"You must have gotten the wrong room, I wanted turkeys. You know the bird that goes gobble-gobble," he said.
 The room filled with this sound "gobble-gobble. Gobble-gobble."
 "Sounds like the right room to me. So you want one or not," the farmer asked.
"You're selling children as turkeys?" he asked in surprise.
 Benson mutter under her breath about dumb city folk before saying, "yes their all turkeys and not human anymore. Now either buy one or don't. I got better things to do than look after a man how doesn’t know a turkey from a child."
Bret thought about this for a couple minutes. They were all to become someone's dinner whether he bought a child or not.
To encourage him she said, "You know you can play with these types of turkeys unlike the feathered kind."
 That did it Bret said, "Alright let me have a look at them then."
 She yelled at the kids in a foreign langue and the kids lowered the underwear to their ankles.
 "One thing before you do that. They're all virgins so if you break it you buy it," Farmer Benson warned.
 Walking into the room he noticed each child sat on a bowl. It took him only a few seconds to realize they did have a pot to piss in. This was confirmed when moments later when one of the little boys put a hand between his legs and grinned shyly.
 He let the boy piss and started checking the girls. None of them looked like they like bed material for him. The famer was right they were young. These girls were maybe 3 years old and some of them looked younger than that. Bret had to remind himself they weren't going to his bed. They were going to the oven. These children were turkeys and not little girls.
 With that in his mind he started with a turkey in a blue dress by feeling the arms. His mind told no their wings. They were scrawny little things. Next he pulled her dress out at the neck and dipped a hand between the cloth and skin rubbing the breast meat only to find out there was none.
 The legs turn out to be bigger as well as the thighs then he checked her pussy rubbing the outer lips.
Bret got a smile from her and his own underwear tightened.
 He decided to check the next one who was dressed in pink. She appeared to be older and therefore heavier but not by that much.
 Bret gave the turkey the same inspection as the other and also got a smile when he rubbed her sex.
he was about to go down the line but the others looked younger than either of the two he'd checked out so far.
  He decided to check the boy turkeys. Bret wanted thought the hen turkeys were small and he'd need a tom to go along with it.
 Bret decided no use checking the upper parts of their bodies they didn't have breast to test.
 Bret started with a boy in back. He looked to be no more than 3 years old with red hair and brown puppy dog eyes. He felt the legs which weren’t that fat. He slid hand between the legs and stroked the small penis.
 As he rubbed the boy's eyes lit up and he smiled. Bret wanted him but there just wasn't enough meat on his body.
 He moved over to check pee boy. He was the largest of the group so had the most potential to end up on his table at Christmas. With an estimated age of 4 his pee-pee was bigger than the other boy he just checked out.
 As he was about to head to the next boy he heard a sigh from behind him. "Their all the same just choose one so I can get back to some other things I have to do," the famer said with disgust.
 She was right Bret knew so he came back to stand beside her.
 “Actually you were right they are small so I'll buy two of them. The redhead girl in back and that big redhead boy up front," he said.
 Chuckling farmer Benson said, "I think know which boy you want, but their all redheads. Just go pick them out and then we can finish our transaction."
 So he went and got the girl in blue dress. It was an easy choice for she was the biggest and the cutest among the girls.
 The boys however were a different story. He wanted both boys that he had checked, but 3 turkeys would be too much meat for Christmas.
 Bret thought that pee boy combined with the girl would make enough meat for his table. Still he had no idea if they would or not. This pair being the first human turkeys he'd ever bought.
 Out in the hallway farmer Benson said, "Hand over $400 and take them home. Before you try and haggle me down that's less than the normal going rate since you're buying two."
 Bret grumbled but pulled the money out of his wallet and had it over to the farmer. He was about to leave when idea stuck him.
 "If I were to give you a down payment would you hold the other boy that I was checking out?" Bret asked.
 "Alright give me $100 and I hold him until the day after Christmas. If you don't come back to get him he'll go back on the market and there will be no refund," was the reply.
 As she accepted the down payment the farmer gave him a website to look up to on how to cook the meat. This was done to forestall any questions on how to cook his turkeys being he was a new comer to cannibalism.
 Bret left the farm as quickly as he could. As soon as he was out of site of the farm pulled over to the side of the road. The thought of what was going to happen to these two at home had made him very excited. He knew they were too small for him regular sex, however they had mouths that could used to relieve the pressure growing in his balls.
 Opening the back door Bret took the girl and laid her flat on the backseat. Next he took the boy and sat him next to his companion and pulled his underwear off.
 "Open your mouth honey" Bret told the girl.
She looked at him quizzically and said something in a language he didn't understand.
 He showed her by pointing to her and then opening his mouth. The girl’s eyes lit up in acknowledgement and did as demonstrated. Bret smiled and shoved his manhood into her the mouth. While she was relieving the pressure from his balls he was taste the tom turkey.
 In his younger days Bret had been bisexual and enjoyed the company of both sexes. He enjoyed having a cock in his mouth for the first time in about 7 years.
 As for the girl it was too bad the little sucker was bound for the dinner table, because gave world class blowjobs. Bret blew his load into the girls mouth and she would have drank it all down he but had too much too fast for her to do that. The little boy's cock was twitching in Bret's mouth. Unfortunately he had no boy juice to give so he reluctantly let go.
 He gave them both a kiss shut the back door and drove back home. Bret was sure the both of them was going make an excellent Christmas dinner, if the sample he'd just had were any indication.
 He pulled the car directly into the garage and closed the door. Bret didn't want the neighbors to see the meat they he'd just spent a small fortune acquiring.
  "Oh you finally back; you've been gone 10 hrs. I hope you at least found a turkey on your travels," his wife Megan said.
 "Well I had to go out to a farm but I got a pair of them. They're in the backseat of the car, but there something you should know about these turkeys"
 Sighing she said, "oh no, don't tell me their still alive."
 Before Bret could answer she was heading for the car in the garage. When Megan got that she looked and looked in the back seat she saw no turkeys but half naked children. Bret hadn't bothered to pull up either turkeys underwear.
 "What are these? Playmates for the children?" she asked still in a huff.
 Bret hadn't planned that far ahead. They had twin five year olds, Daisy and David and he supposed they could be that before becoming Christmas dinner.
 Still he had to tell his wife what they were. Bret would let her decided where they would spend the last week of their lives. He didn't care where they spent it. All he knew was they needed to be on the table for a holiday meal.
 "Not exactly these are the gobblers I was telling you about," he explained in a loud voice at the end.
 The turkeys had heard the word "gobblers" and immediately began to go "gobble, gobble."
 Chuckling Megan said, "Well that does indeed prove to me that these are turkeys." Then her tone turned serious, "I've never seen a human turkey until now that is. How do we cook them? What are we to do with the turkeys until it time to cook them?"
 Bret smiled as he said, "I tasted them both, and they're delicious by the way, so I was thinking that Davie and Daisy and might want a preview of Christmas dinner too."
Megan said, "Hmm I think your right it’s time to expand their knowledge of sex."
 He chuckled, "now that I answered you second question I'll answered the first. How do we cook them? The answered is I have no idea, but I do have a website that will tell us how."
 Each grabbed a turkey and brought it in to the kitchen. The couple called for their kids while they finishing "skinning" the meat.
 Daisy and Davey came into the kitchen and stopped in their tracks. They were surprise to see two naked kids sitting on the counter.
 "Come closer children and have a look at our Christmas turkeys," Megan said.
 The twins were confused at what her mother said. They didn't see any turkeys, only naked kids.
"Where are they?" Daisy asked.
 Bret whispered to the turkeys and they began gobbling.
 At first the kids eyes went wide then they began to giggle. They thought it was hilarious and wanted to try it.
 "You can do that later on. Right now we want to teach you a game you can play with them," Bret told his children.
 He motion for Davey to follow and grabbed the girl.   She was taken the den where his father began his instructing his son on how to have sex.
 "First you have to open her slit like this. Then you lick her there," Bret said taking a couple swipes of pussy.
 Davey watched as his father demonstrated how to lube up a girl. His big brown eyes were huge and took everything done to the girl.
 "Would you like to try it?" he asked his son.
 Davey's head bounced up and down. He was put in front of the girl and his father opened the girl's pussy.
 "Go ahead and lick, she's tastes really good," Bret said.
 He wasn't sure he'd liked the taste. Still his dad said it was good. So Davey cautious dip his tongue into the slit and gave it a swipe. He stood there for a few moments smacking his lips, before dipping his head back between the girl's legs.
The turkey like what was going on. Her eyes were watering she was giggling so hard.
 Daisy and her mom were in the living room with the boy turkey on the couch.
 "I guess you know the difference between boys and girl since you and your brother still take baths together."
 She received a nod from her daughter.
Well then here's something you didn't know. Some girls like to suck on that thing between his legs. By the way it's called a penis. Anyway the problem is when his thing is small, like it is now; it's hard to suck on it. You'll need to rub it to make it bigger."
Megan took her daughter's hand and wrapped it around the boy's dick.
 She wrapped her hand around hers and together they proceeded to pull on the boyhood. He responded by growing to a total of length of two inches.
 "Alright now then you want to suck on him and I'm going to have him lick you between your legs. Girls like that just as much as boys like sucking on them," Megan explained as she moved her daughter into position.
 It was an hour later and the kids were enjoying the turkeys. Bret and Megan sat the computer and were reading on how to cook their Christmas dinner.
 Bret had thought they would have to kill them but according to the website it was better to cook them alive.
 That the flavor was much better that way.
It also recommended that they be use for sex as much as possible before cooking.
 The couple laughed at the name they use for that "tenderize."
 "I think the kids are enjoying doing that to them right now," Bret said.
His wife nodded and asked, "what about recipes?
 He scroll down and they started reading one of several. At the end of was a picture of the meat used in the recipe.
 The meat was a golden brown baby boy and was tied into a turkey position. His little cock stood straight up between his pudgy legs.
 He was the most delicious looking turkey they ever seen. The couple also knew now that they definitely wanted human turkeys for their Christmas dinner.
  The next photo showed a girl about the same age as their turkeys. She was laid flat on a platter and with her pussy was open. The two could see stuffing coming out it and they were astounded.
"Oh I really want to do that to the hen," Megan said.
 Bret chuckled yea but she's not going to hold enough for everyone. Maybe we should stuff both turkey bottoms as well.
 Crinkling her nose Megan said, "I wouldn't eat anything coming out of there and I don't think anybody else would either."
 He sighed, "I guess you're right but let's stuff that hen's pussy as full as we can."
 I agree however she can't be a virgin when the time comes. I guess it's time for their last sex lesson, fucking.
 So once again they found the kids who were still having fun playing with the turkeys. Their parents decided it was easier to explain things together since it took a boy and girl to do the deed.
 With the turkeys next to them the kids listen as their dad said, "Ok this is also fun for game. A boy will take his penis and put it in a girl’s vigina. Then he pushes in and out of her."
 Their mom said, "It hurts the girl the first time it done, but only for a little while then it becomes fun."
 Bret said, "now then Davey, you can demonstrate. My penis is too big to get inside her."
 The girl was pulled out straight and Davey lay on top of her. Their hips were aligned so the boy could enter the turkey.
 He looked at his father who nodded. Davey move his hips and little cock smash into the girl's sex, but didn't penetrate. He gave it another try with the same results.
 Davey's cock while stiff just wasn't hard enough to enter her. Bret opened the girl's sex and this time the boy got in.
The turkey screamed as Davey took her innocents.
 The boy didn't know what to do now though.
 His father said to him, "you want to pump her. I mean move your hips back and forth."
 Davey did this and the girl tears soon dried as she began to enjoy being done to her.
 Megan asked daughter, "do you want to try it?"
 Daisy wasn't sure the girl had let out a terrible scream. Now though she was giggling like it tickled to have her brother inside her.
  "I guess so," she said.
 "Good then let me make him big for you. Then you can ride him," her mother said.
 She wanted to taste the tom turkey. Once her daughter learned how much fun boys were, she probably wouldn't get a chance to taste him again.
 Megan took the boy into her mouth and spent a glorious few minute with the little cock in her mouth. The boy was all smiles by the time he was stiff.
 With great reluctance she released the boy and situated her daughter over the stiff little member.
 Dad came over and opened his daughter’s vigina and Daisy was lowered onto him.
 She let out scream as her virginity was lost. However like the hen turkey the pain went away and she began to enjoy fucking.
 The parents left their kids to tenderize Christmas dinner.
 "Well I think the turkeys will be nice and tender by the time to go in the oven. Oh and you were right about the taste, that tom is delicious raw," Meagan said.
 Bert chuckled saying, "I agree with you there. I think the children will do an excellent job at that. Now let's go check on some more recipes."
 On Christmas Eve Megan and Bret went found the children still playing with tomorrow's dinner.
 "Kids we need to borrow the turkeys for a little while," the mother said.
 There were groans from her offspring but they stopped sucking and fucking their toys. Davey and Daisy followed their parents and the meat to the bathroom. They watched as their mom placed on the hen on the scale. They needed to know how long to cook them turkeys.
 The hen was placed on the scale and Bret read 35 pounds. Then it was the tom's turn and he came at the exact same weight.
 "Not only do they look to be the same height, but they have the same weight. That's going to take out all the guess work as to which one has to come out first," Megan said.
 "Alright kids you can play with them the rest of tonight. Tomorrow though they will be roasted for dinner," Bret said.
 Daisy and Davey each grabbed their turkey by the hand and ran off. The parent's chuckled and shook their heads as they watched the children head off.
 "I think we created a couple of nymphomaniacs," Bret said.
 His wife nodded and answered, "Looks that way."
The next morning before the kids woke Megan and Bret went to their children's bedrooms to get the turkeys.
 Davey's head was taken off turkey's waist by his father while her mother pulled her out. The hen was taken to the kitchen. They went back to their daughter's room.
 Daisy and the turkey were lying on their sides and face to face. They must have been exhausted after fuck.
 This made getting the turkey easy. He was taken from their daughter's bed to the kitchen where it was deposited on the counter with other turkey.
 "Okay it says here in the instructions they have to be cleaned inside and out. You'll have to give them their enema," Megan told her husband.
 With a sigh he said, "That’s a shitty job, but I guess it only fair since you're doing all the cooking."
 He took the boy to the bathroom and put him in the shower. As soon as the water hit him he woke and when the small hose was inserted into his ass he screamed. He shouted in a language Bret didn't understand not that it mattered. This had to be done before if he was to be cooked.
Once cleaned the tom was brought back to the kitchen where he and the hen exchanged places. After both were cleaned inside and out they were tied up.
Then 2 pairs of sleepy eyes came into the kitchen. It was the twins and they had been awaken by the screams coming from the turkeys.
 Their eyes became wide when they saw the toys on the counter and tied. Daisy and Davey had forgotten that their toys were also Christmas dinner.
 Bret came over to his kids saying, "if you want to watch then sit at the table." The twins did that and he put a bowl of cereal in front of them. They hardly touched their breakfast as they watch their mother prepare the turkeys for the oven.
First the screaming meat was buttered from head to toe. The twine keeping the boy from running off was loosened. He was placed on his back and his legs pushed back to his chest. The turkey's hands were tied to his ankles. Last he was placed in a roasting pan.
 This did not go over well with the boy as he figured out what was going to happen to him. He hadn't liked anything that had happen to him this morning.
 Then it was the girl's turn to be prepped. Like the boy she was buttered. Her legs were spread and the stuffing, which Megan had made the day before, was shoved in.
 It didn't take much to fill her and even after a carrot was used to shove it deep into her pussy, there was half a bowl of stuffing left.
At the table the kids were giggling. The girl's stomach was bulging like she was pregnant.
 She too was tied to up like the turkey and placed in a separate pan from the boy.
 She added seasoning to the turkeys and placed them at the entrance to the oven.
 They were screaming louder than they had ever had before. The turkeys were also blathering something, but no one in the family understood it.
Consulting the printout Megan saw a way to quite the turkeys, it was called marinate.
 She got a bottle of wine and tried to make them drink. They wouldn't open their mouths but she knew how to get them to do it though.
 Holding the nose on the girl Megan waited for her to open her mouth. Then she poured a generous portion into the turkey's mouth. She did the same to the boy.
 Once the alcohol had taken affect they were slid into the oven without much fuss.
 Looking at the instructions again she read that for the first hour or so they should be cooked slowly. That was because they put on a show as they called it.
She gathered the rest of the family around to watch. The turkeys began to twist and bounce as the pans began to heat up.
Outside the family was enjoying the entertainment and soon noticed a pleasant smell in the kitchen.  The adults smiled to each other after they realized it was emanating from the oven.
 "Do you know what that smell is kids?" their mother asked.
 When they shook their heads no Bret said, "That’s the turkeys cooking."
 The kids giggled and returned their attention to oven.
 The meat kept bouncing for an hour before turn to meat.
 Megan opened the oven and poked the meat with a fork. When they didn't respond, she knew they were dead and turned up the heat to finish cooking.
 Other relatives arrived over the rest of the day and offered to help her but Megan refused. "I've got it covered," she would always say.
Late that afternoon everyone was called to the dinner table. All the side dishes had been set out.
All that was left was to gather everyone around the table and then they would bring out the meat.
 There were gasps of surprise as two golden brown children were brought out.
Bret explained that these were the only meat her could get. Also his children thought they were delicious. That brought about chuckles from family.
  He carved the turkeys with Daisy getting the cock and Davey getting cunt steak.
 Then everybody else also got a piece of the turkeys. All commented on how tasty the meat was.
 That night the kids asked their dad, "When can we get some more turkeys.
 The parents chuckled and wondered whether they wanted to eat them or play with them. They knew they want more of the meat so he ask for a girl too when he went and got the boy tomorrow

THE END