Sophia and Isabella

Sophia and Isabella
By
A Cannibal

g(8)/b11 b11/g8 necrophilia consensual cannibalism

The girl’s names were Sophia and Isabella. Both lived in an orphanage when they were told to report to the head man in charge Mr. Jones. “Sit down I need to talk to you the both of you,” he said. “This orphanage is a for profit business. That means I make money child that is adopted. You understand what I’ve said so far?”
The girls nodded so he continued, “according to my records you’ve been here 3 years and still have not been adopted.”
He looked at them over the papers he was holding trying to figure out why they hadn’t been taken yet. They wouldn’t win any beauty pageants, but they weren’t ugly either.
“Well girls I have to tell you this. It’s very unlikely you’re going to be adopted, you’re just too old. You see most people want babies or toddlers. I’m afraid 8 year olds just aren’t adoptable. That means I’m going to have to kick you out here.”
Isabella said, “Where can we go?”
The administrator replied, “I’ll have the van take you both into the center of town in the morning where it will drop the two you off. After that you’re no concern of mine.”
Sophia, who had been sitting quietly listen to the explanation, was getting madder and madder. She stood up saying, “Fine ass hole! I’ve always hated this place anyway. Come on Isabella let’s get out of hell hole.”
 With that they both stormed out of the office and headed back to their room where both wept.
The next morning after breakfast they were taken to town where each girl was given $20 and then they were on their own as the van left. The girls had been left in front of a mall so they spent the day there.
Their problems began when the mall closed. By then each had spent all their money. Sophia and Isabella started walking the streets looking for a place to sleep. They were cold also dressed in short pants that came all the way up their legs. Their shirts were thin and had no sleeves. There was also another problem. Men kept coming looking at the girls in a way that made them nervous.
One man even came up to Isabella and looked her up and down before saying, “you look cold. Why don’t you come home with me and get warm?”
She replied, “Gee, thanks mister. Can my friend come she’s cold too.”
He gave a chuckle, “I don’t know if I can afford two of you, but sure she can come.”
The girl’s were confused. The man was going to pay them money to come home with him. He held out his hands and the girls were about to take it when a voice yelled at the man. “Hey! What are you doing with those girls? Get out of here before I call a cop,” the voice yelled. The man did exactly that hurrying off down the street.
A girl in her mid-teens came up to the girls. “What are you two doing out here on your own? Don’t you know it dangerous out here after dark? Do you have any idea what would have happen to you if you’d gone home with him?” she asked accusingly.
Sophia and Isabella told the older girl the story of how they came to be wondering the street that night. At the end Sophia said, “I don’t know but at least we would but we would have been warm.”
“Yea you’d been warm alright, for a while anyway. He was planning on screwing the both of you and then tossing you both right back onto the street, when he was done. By the way mine name is Mindy,” she said. The girls introduce themselves with Isabella asking, “What’s screwing? You make it sound bad,”
Mindy said, “Let’s talk about that at my place.”
“You’re not going to ‘screw’ us if we come home with you?” Sophia asked as they walked the few blocks to Mindy’s residents.
Laughter erupted from the teen, “no, I’m not going to do that to either of you.” Her place turned out to be a condemned apartment building with a few broken piece of future.
Once inside her apartment she sat them down on the couch. “Ok I’m going to explain facts of life on the street to you. First men have one thing on their mind and that’s to fuck you,” Mindy explain.
She received confused looks before remembering these girls had nobody to explain what sex was to them.
“Oh that right you don’t know about that. Well you know the difference boy and girls.” The girls nodded so Mindy continued. “You’ve probably only seen boy penis, well men are a lot bigger around and longer. What they do besides pee with it is they stick it in your slit. That is how babies are made, but you got at least another 5 years before that can happen. Anyway before you ask it is fun when you get older. However at your ages, because you’re so small down there, it will hurt. That is why I saved you from that pervert.
Now as to living on the street your best bet is to go to the restaurants back door and ask for leftovers. Otherwise you’ll have to do like me and walk the streets. The alternative is to let men take you home and fuck you.”
The girls were trying to listen but they were yawing and having a hard time keeping their eyes open. Mindy said, “Oh you two look tired. Tell you what I’ll answer question in the morning. For now you two can stretch out here on the couch and sleep.”
No sooner than she said that eyes then their eyes were closed.
Mindy wondered what was going to happen to the girls. It seemed cruel to turn out these girls to the street. Perhaps she could convince them to volunteer at a special restaurant like she had.
Mindy had decided to volunteer because she couldn’t make any money being a whore. The police were on one of their crackdowns against prostitution. In fact the girls had come closer to getting some action than she had in a month.
She thought about what she was going to say to them tomorrow. “It’s really best if you volunteer for this. I don’t think either of you will last more than a few hours out there on your own. On the other hand you if you don’t volunteer you could end up on a menu anyway. You’ll go home with some man and he’ll hit you over the head and cook you. That’s why I’m having a professional chef cook me the right way instead of some guy who’ll do it badly.”
Mindy thought that explanation might just work. Seeing the enjoyment on the faces of the people getting cooked might help too. That’s what did it for her the sight both men, woman even a couple of young girls having orgasm after orgasm as they roasted. They were slightly older than these two but Mindy was sure Sophia and Isabella would enjoy cooking too.
Then again if they it didn’t volunteer well the chef would probably do something to say about that. One way or another Mindy doubted the girls would be walking out of the restaurant’s kitchen.
So it was the 3 of them found themselves standing in front of a posh restaurant, in the upscale part of town the next afternoon. “We’re going to eat here?” Sophia said in surprise.
Giggling Mindy said, “I told you we have to ask for leftover. I’ve done a few favors for the chef here so I’m sure he’ll give us some food, but we have to go around back.”
Mindy had yet to tell them what they served here mainly because she was afraid they run off. She didn’t want that, she wanted companionship in the oven.
The three of them walked around to the back of the restaurant. A red door read “people restaurant” and under that “deliveries only.”
Mindy knocked on the door and a man in a white uniform opened. “Were here to see Chef Michel,” she said.
The man looked them over before opening the door wider and allowing them to enter. “Before I take you to Chef Michel I must ask you to disrobe. After all how is he to grade your meat if you’re clothed?”
Isabella and Sophia let out a gasp and Mindy chuckled. She said, “Oh I forgot to tell you this is a cannibal restaurant, in other words they eat people here.”
With a quiver in voice Isabella said, “But we want to eat, not be eaten”
 Sophia nodded, “I don’t want my meat graded, and I might not pass.”
“Oh I think you’ll pass young lady. Now please take your clothing off,” the man said.
Mindy sighed, “None of us are going to be cooked today. He just likes to look and think up a good recipe. I’m going to oven roasted in boy sauce.”
The two girl’s mouths dropped open in surprise. Sophia asked, “You’re going to be cooked?”
Smiling she said, “yep, next week. I’ll tell you all about as we get out of our clothes.”
She explained about conditions on the street weren’t good. She even made it sound a little worse than it was, just to make them want to volunteer.
They were led to a man who was applying BBQ sauce to a boy. Wiping his hands he said, “Take over Sam.”
He then turned his attention to the three new comers. “Ah, my roaster and I see you’ve a pair of cute dumplings with you. Has she explained what I do?”
In a shaky voice Sophia said, “You cook people.”
Isabella was also scared as she said, “You’re going to cook us aren’t you.” It was a statement rather than a question.
“That’s right. Now if you’ll hold still a few minutes I grade your meat. Oh don’t it’s not going to hurt,” he said seeing the worried expression on the two younger girls.
Both Sophia and Isabella couldn’t help but worry for they had just been told that were nothing more than meat to be cooked. Still after listening to Mindy tell of life on the street this wasn’t that bad an alternative, but they were still scared.
The grading process was fairly painless. All Chef Michel did was run his hands along their legs squeezing the calves and thighs. He checked their rumps finding them quite meaty. Ribs were surrounded by a bit of baby fat. There were no breasts to speak of just two pink nipples. Their wings weren’t as thick as their drumsticks, but there was still plenty of meat on them. Head were considered trophy material. While neither would win a beauty contest they weren’t ugly.
Sophia’s hair brownish red just touching her shoulders. Isabella hair was darker and slightly longer and both had brown eyes. They had been well fed so when he weighed both girls each was 60 lbs.
Mindy didn’t need to be graded he already check her a couple week ago. Not much had change still having long blond hair, blue eyes and small 32 A breasts.
“Congratulations you’re both grade A meat. That best grade for meat you know. Still that is last thing that has to be done to all 3 of you girls. That is you need to be, um, let call it tenderized at least once before cooking,” he said eyeing Mindy.
Both preteen girls looked nervous at their friend for an explanation. She giggled before saying, “he means tour going to be fucked. Don’t worry though I’m sure the chef has a couple boys around about your size.”
Laughing Chef Michel said, “Indeed I do. Tomorrow I have a pair of 11 year old twins. After I feed you I’ll put you in their cages and you can tenderize each other and Mindy it will be my pleaser to tenderize you.”
They arrived at the cages with were actually cells with nothing but a bed in it. Each boy was held in separate cell. The chef looked at the cards on the door as he led the girls down the hall. Finding the right door Sophia and Isabella were put in with them and left.
It was awkward at first the four of them just staring at each other. Eventfully the girls got curiosity got the better of them as both boys cock stiffen. Sophia whispered in her friends ear and with little girl giggles they stretched a hand out gasped their boyhoods. The boys grinned as the girls began stroking them and returned the favor rubbing the buttons size nipples.
Soon nature took over the two couples were rolling around on the beds kissing each other. Both boys pushed their penises inside the girls. Sophia and Isabella let out small grunted when their innocents was taken away, but were too enthralled in what was happing to notice much pain.
The four of them fucked all night and were in the middle of it again that they didn’t even here a hissing noise. An odorless gas filled the room that put them to put all to sleep permanently.
It was more humane than what happen to Mindy. The night before she was brought out into the dining area and strung up by the neck. Mindy’s feet kicked about wildly as she dance on air. Water squirted out to from between as she died. She was then lowered to the ground and reviled. Mindy had to endure this 3 times the teen become meat.
Chef Michel sighed as the girl was wheeled into the kitchen. Opening the eyes on her he explained, “As much as I would have loved to have had one last time the guest needed to be entertained and you did a great job. Tomorrow you and your little friends will be the entrées for a big banquet.”
The chef hooked her legs and pulled over a drain and opened up the neck allowing her to drain.
The meats, formally known as Sophia and Isabella along with their two companions, were still stuck to gather an hour after being gassed. They were wheeled into the kitchen by the chef’s assistants.
Chef Michel smiled the meat telling them, “hope you enjoyed it. Sorry about the gas but at least you went with smile on your face and a cock inside you. Anyway you didn’t want to be alive when I replace your internal organs with stuffing.” After the boys were pulled out of the girls, Sophia and Isabella were hung by the ankles necks opened and allowed to drain. Mindy join them and was the first to be stuffed he sat the liver aside for a pate. Also the kidneys were put aside for use in pies, for his British customers.
By the time the stuffing was added and she was sewn shut the other girls were ready. While Mindy was taken away to the ovens Chef Michel took down Sophia. Once he gutted the girl he looked around and saw no one in insight. “I’ll bet you’re nice and loose now. Would you mind if I try you out?” he asked with a snicker. Sophia of course said nothing and he slid 8 massive inches inside her.
Chef Michel watched himself pump the girl and shoot a load of cum into her empty belly. “That’s all you get honey, I have to save some for your friend.”
He pulled out stuffed the meat and sewed her shut. The chef put the meat on a cart and took Isabella down and proceeded to enjoy her. He shot his load into her and then added the stuffing while still inside. Chef Michel added a little extra seasoning before pulling out.
The younger girls joined their friend inside the oven. All their bellies were fat with stuffing which made them look pregnant.
While they cooked the boys were reduced to steaks and chops. Their steaks would be served with Mindy, Sophia and Isabella pate.
That night 3 beautifully roasted girls were served to the private dinner. Among the guest that had turned girls out of the orphanage, Mr. Jones.
When he looked and saw Isabella and Sophia burst into laughter.
“I knew you two would end up her sooner or later but I was hoping for later. That way I could have had you all to myself.”
He’d have to remember to preorder the next kids he turned out. In the mean time he piled his plate high with the girls meat. He even managed to pluck Sophia’s tongue from her potty mouth.
After the dinner was finished there was little left of the girls except bones. Mr. Jones as for and received all three heads. He would use them for decorations at home.
THE END