Abigail and the Birthday Dinner

Abigail the birthday dinner
By
A Cannibal
MF/g(3) oral cannibalism

Justin wanted to make a special dinner birthday dinner for Lauren, his girlfriend. Lying in bed after sex he said, “I want you to select a roast and I make you the best birthday dinner you’ve ever had.”
She lean over and gave him a big kiss. “Really, I can have anything? Say even a person?” she asked with a laughed.” Justin had no idea his girlfriend was meant what she said because she was a cannibal.
 Thinking he was playing along with her Justin said, “oh sure love I said you get to choose. If you were planning on one of your friends, I wouldn’t there are a bit on the plump side. They teach us in chef school that meat well marbled. I hate to tell you this but your friends are fat.”
He was a student at “le cordon bleu school of culinary education” where he was learning to become a chef for a 5 star restaurant. Lauren sat on his chest and playfully slapped him.
 Then looked him directly in the eye saying, “hey that not nice their no more fat then I am. Anyway no I don’t think I’d want any of my friends. I’m thinking something a little younger like a tender baby or toddler.”
Justin studied her face before saying, “you’re serious. You want to get a human being and for me to cook it for you.” She gave Justin an evil smiled, “yes that exactly what I want to do. My family and I use to do go ‘hunting’ on everyone’s birthday, but that was before I moved to the city to attend college.”
 She came from a large family 5 brothers and sisters and was planning on becoming teacher. He smiled up at her saying, “you know they haven’t taught me on how to cook people, but I’m willing to give it a try.”
Lauren leaned down and kissed him. “Oh thank you. I know I can email mother and see if she’ll send me a recipe. Now take me chef,” she said.
They made mad passionate love once again. Relaxing afterward Justin asked, “So where do we get the kid from? It’s not like we can just go to local market and pick one up.” Lauren laughed, “if only we could. Toddlers are easer to get because you find them in daycare school. Babies are best for big parties because chances are mom will be coming with them.” Justin shook his head, “no mothers. I was planning a romantic dinner with just the two of us, well three of us now if you want to include the entrée. So I guess one plump toddler will be enough.”
 She smacked her lips, “Mmm, roast toddler I can hardly wait.” Over the next few days they work on the plans for obtaining the toddler and roasting it. Lauren had received an email from her mother with a couple recipes and a picture one of her family’s latest meals. It was a baby sitting in a soup pot, up to his waist in vegetables.
Lauren sigh longingly it had been to long since having she had a baby on top of the stove and being made into stew. It wasn’t her favorite food of “baby and dumplings” but at least it was a lot better what she was eating lately, beef stew. The other recipe was a simple roast toddler recipe. When Justin came over that night she showed the recipes and picture to him. His eyes bulged at seeing his first human as food.
 “He’s alive? Was he cooked that way?” he asked in fascination.
Lauren looked surprised saying, “um, yes. Mom always said the meat taste better if you cook them alive. Also if you kill them before cooking you don’t get a show.”
 Justin looked at his girlfriend quizzically before saying, “by ‘show’ you mean screaming and such.”
She nodded and smiled dreamily, “yup and it makes me so hot. Ok here the recipe for you to look at.”
He looked at the printout the one ingredient that stood out was toddler 2-3 years old otherwise it was standard spices. Cooking time varied as to how long the ‘show’ would be. A had written notation recommend at least ½ hr.
 “Aright it’s an easy enough recipe. Can we have dinner Saturday even though your birthday is Friday? We can’t cook it at either our apartments because of the screams. So I’ll borrow the kitchen at the school.”
With a kiss she said, “Sure I’ll let you do that. I was afraid you’d have to spoil the entertainment if we cooked here. But I want to pick up the meat tomorrow.”
 Justin nodded, “if it’s alright I go with you. I want to see how this you select meat.”
Lauren agreed so it was the next in the early afternoon when she pulled up in an “Acme Air Conditioning” van at Justin’s school.
“I borrowed this from their parking lot. It our way in to daycare center and all that lovely meat,” Lauren said handing him a pair of overalls.
Justin was in awe at his girlfriend. He had no idea that she had plan things out. It was a good thing too because he hadn’t.
 Upon arriving Lauren instructed him to take out an air tank and place it next to the heating and cooling unit. She hooked one end of the hose to the intake on ac unit and the other to the canister. After opening the valve she said, “This is a knock out gas. It’ll take about 15 minute for the gas to take affect and keep them asleep for a couple hours. Then we can get my birthday dinner.”
Justin gave an evil smile saying, “Good I’d like check on some of the little ones too. Purely for food you understand. I did some research on cannibalism and it said people taste great anytime before puberty.”
Lauren nodded, “yes that true but I know you also read where it was best to enjoy the meat in other ways before cooking. The only problem with that is in there your not going to find one big enough to fuck. Ok it time to go get my dinner.”
They put things back into the van gabbed gas masks and walk into the “store” as they would later call it. The kids were already laid out on the floor with a little blankly. Apparently it had been nap time when the gas came. The 2 adult women were passed out in a little annex with a cup of coffee in front of them.
There were 23 little meat packs to choose from and to her relief not a dipper in the bunch. Laruen rubbed her hands as she wandered the room. All the time she mumbled, “Which one, which one?”
They all looked so delicious even fully clothed. Laruen turned one toddlers over, a boy, for a better look. While he had a nice rump his face wasn’t that handsome.
Moving on she spied a blond girl in a blue dress. When she was turn over the girl Lauren knew she’d found her birthday dinner.
She looked to be about 3 years old was pleasing plump with ruby red lips. As Lauren felt the girl she called out, “over here honey I found it, but you’re the professional chef so you make sure. Oh, and you can take your mask off now.”
Justin walked over to her and looked at the meat. He bent down next to the little blond lifting her dress and saying, “Well let’s see what we have here? Uh-huh nice drumsticks, some thigh meat and plenty of baby fat. Well if she cooks like a chicken I’d say she’ll do nicely.”
 Giggling Lauren said, “their call hairless goats at her age but they taste more like pork.”
Justin chuckled, “oh alright, that means she a suckling pig then.”
He opened her mouth lifted her lips. “Good she’s got teeth. After all what good is a suckling pig without an apple in her mouth?”
 Lauren laughed and nodded, “exactly! Now I need to pick out two more for payment. I bet you thought I stole that van. Nope I said I barrowed it. Jack and Sally wanted one each for their food.”
They wondered though the sleeping and picked out two more plump ones. The meat was loaded into the van and they were driven to an exchange point with Lauren’s friends. It was do-it-yourself carwash where the logo on the van was washed off. They all drove back to the school where Justin and Lauren transferred blond to his car and drove to her apartment.
It was decided to use Lauren's place because they had to wait a couple of days before roasting this kid, or piggy as she thought of the toddler. A female with a child was normal, but if a guy had a little girl people immediately thought pedophile.
Once in the apartment Justin looked at his watch couldn’t believe it had been a 1½ hrs, it hadn’t seemed that long. The meat was put on the couch face down and he went to unzip the dress. Lauren stopped him explaining, “No leave it on for now. She’s going to be nervous enough when she wakes.” The girl woke up about ½ hr later and looked around in confusion. This was not where she had laid down for her nap.
“Hi honey, now don’t be scared. Your mommy had to go out of town and asked me to take you home while she gone,” Lauren said.
Standing with a finger in her mouth the little girl process this information though her 3 year old brain and decided it was ok.
“When is she coming to get me?” the girl asked. Smiling Lauren replied to her, “You won’t have to worry Saturday night munchkin, that’s two days.”
To forestall any other questions she turned on the TV on and let the meat watch cartoons.
Justin came back to the apartment with a pizza he been sent out to get. Pretending he hadn’t seen the little girl before Justin asked, “Hello who are you?” She was startled at first but her eye locked in on the box. “My name is Abigail and I’m staying here for two days. Is that pizza, I like pizza?” she chattered.
“Well Abigail I got one here. Let me put it on a plate for you,” he said.
 In the kitchen, where Lauren was pouring Kool-Aid in to a glass, he picked out a plate. As Justin did this he whispered, “Her name is Abigail for now in a couple days though I’ll change to lamb chop.”
She snickered, “hairless goat, lamb same difference I guess.”
 Little Abigail made a mess out of her dress as she ate and watched cartoons. “You’re a mess lets see about cleaning you out, err up,” Lauren said to the meat after she had eaten.
The girl ran away from her at the word “bath” but was caught by Justin.
“Whoa there, young lady. Maybe we don’t need to give you a bath right away. Would you like to play a game?” he said and giving Lauren a devilish smile. She stuck her finger in her mouth and thought about it before nodding her agreement. “Alright then no bath but your clothes are still dirty as is your mouth. How about we just wash them and wipe your face off?” Lauren asked.
That was acceptable to Abigail. She took the girl to the bathroom where she was striped and washed off before taking her to the bedroom. Lauren looked over the piggy a flat chest, rounded belly and a small little slit. It was ideal for licking, but Justin would never fit inside her.
Her legs were on the scrawny side. All of Abigail’s meat was behind her. She had two round flank steaks.
While this went on Justin was in the kitchen looking for something sweet; the child was too young to have much of a taste in a certain area. The girls were lying on bed with Lauren saying, “Someday this area will be just as big as mine.” Both were naked and each was touching the others chest. She was drawing circles around the girl’s nipples. Justin had found something and joined the girls in the bedroom. “You like chocolate Abigail?” he asked holding a nearly full plastic bottle of chocolate syrup for her to see. Her eyes lit up and she squealed with delight. “Open up then” Justin said. Standing at the edge of the bed he squeezed the bottle toward Abigail’s mouth.
Some of the viscous liquid made it into her mouth. Although most of it hit her body, which was just as Justin had planned it. The syrup eventually dipped between her legs. Abigail ran her hands along her body smear the chocolate to the delight Justin.
Giggling Lauren said, “Between the two of you you’ve made quite a mess. Help me clean her off honey.”
 Both adults began licking the syrup off Abigail. She was laughing hysterically as Lauren’s tongue danced her nipples. She never even felt Justin open her pussy and pour some chocolate inside.
A surprise gasp escaped form Abigail’s mouth as Justin began snacking on her pussy. He couldn’t believe how intoxicating it was to taste a combination of chocolate and little girl pussy was. He’d never thought a child would taste so good, not that he’d even thought of eating a child until now.
Justin finished his snack and realized he need to cum and soon. An idea pop into his head so he asked Abigail “would you like some more munchkin?”
 She nodded and licked her lips. Lauren snickered she was pretty sure she knew how the chocolate was to be given to her this time.
“Alright then close your eyes and open your mouth,” Justin prompted the little girl.
Abigail closed her eyes and opened her mouth while he lowered his pants. Justin squeezed the syrup onto his raging penis and aimed it toward the little mouth in front of him. Then he slid himself inside her mouth. “Mph, mph,” Abigail complained. She had thought it was just going to be chocolate not Justin’s enormous chocolate coated cock. “Don’t fight it honey, pretend it a sucker and lick it,” Lauren said trying to calm the girl down. Abigail kept struggling but it was no use she couldn’t get away.
She was too young to realize that struggling was making Justin hornier. Lauren grabbed the chocolate and managed to squeeze some into Abigail’s mouth just as his cum started to fill it. If Abigail had been older she might have liked the chocolate cum flavor, but she was only 3 years old and didn’t like it at all.
Tears flowed as tried to spit the mixture out before finally having to swallow the mixture because the chocolate cum was still filling her mouth. When he pulled out she scrambled away to hide in the closet, fearing what would happen next. “Come on out Abigail I won’t do that to you again,” Justin said. She had a one word answer for him, “NO!” the girl stayed in the closet until nature’s call forced her out later that night, but she returned to it after using the facilities. Lauren spent most of Friday convincing the girl not to be scared of Justin.
Saturday morning Justin, Lauren and the meat got in the car to head for the cooking school. To get Abigail into the car Lauren had said they were taking her to her mother. They even let her put clothes on to convince her that she was to meet mommy and not bound an oven.
Upon arriving at the school Abigail looked around the empty parking lot. “Where’s my mommy?” she asked.
Taking the little girls hand Lauren said, “I don’t know. Why don’t we go inside and look for her there?”
 She nodded and smiled letting herself be guided to the entrance to the school. Lauren guided Abigail all around the classrooms looking for her mommy.
While that went on Justin made preparation to roast his first little girl in the school kitchen. He got a child size pan out of a cabinet. Normally this pan was used for rack of lamb, but he thought Abigail would fit nicely into it. After all she was not that much bigger then a lamb herself.
Then there was the prep table the meat he use to dealing with wasn’t alive, this one was. Justin put rope on the corners of the table that would secure the meat there. Last he gathered up spices to flavor Abigail as she slowly roasted. Now he was ready all that was needed was the meat which came walking into the practice kitchen.
“No sign of her mother Justin. Although I’m sure she’ll be here soon,” Lauren lied.
Justin smiled at them saying, “I’m sure she will. Abigail, are you thirsty? Do you like grape cool-aide?” he asked handing her a glass. She sniffed at it the tasted before gulping the contents down.
“Mmm that’s good, hick! He-he, can I have some more?” Abigail asked holding her glass out.
Lauren stood behind the girl silently laughing as Justin poured more wine into her glass.
Abigail was swaying back and forth by the time she finished the second glass. Justin picked up the little meat girl and sat her on the stainless steel prep table.
Looking into her unfocused eyes he said, “I think you’re pretty well marinated so let get you out of your clothing and into the oven.”
Abigail sat there in a stupor as Justin pulled a knife and cut the dress from her body. Sliding the knife under the waistband of her undies and cut away her “little mermaid” panties.
Lauren came over and scooped away the clothing from where she watched. Justin gently pushed the meat onto her back and tied her up. “Now then little one, time to get you ready to roast,” he told the meat.
 “Hick-up,” she said and then gave him a drunken smiled. Justin picked up a stick of butter and opened Abigail’s sex and pushed it in. Not all of the butter would fit inside there, so he left the extra inside on the outside of her hot pussy to melt.
“Now then Miss Piggy, I think that’ll keep you moist down there. Let’s see here, I’ll need to coat your skin. I wouldn’t want you to burn and spoil the presentation to the birthday girl,” he said and began applying butter on her feet.
 Justin got the meat’s front coated then untied her so he could get the backside done. Justin finished and turned the meat onto her back.
As he tied the feet Lauren said, “She’s a little piggy you so you’ll want to cook her on all fours.”
Nodding Justin answered, “When I place her in the pan she’ll be on all fours.”
He finished tying Abigail and placed her in the roasting pan. Justin picked up an apple to place in the pigs mouth. Lauren stopped him before he could place it in the mouth of the meat.
“Don’t do that, I want to hear her squeal as it cooks,” she said with evil grin.
He laughed, “alright and I suppose you want to watch her face too. That means you go in tail first my little piggy.”
The meal looked out the oven window and her mind began to sober. First thing Abigail realized was she couldn’t move as for the second that it was getting hotter.
The girl began to scream, “let me out or I’ll tell my mommy.” That caused the adults to laugh at the birthday dinner. It was hard to communicate though the oven door but Lauren did yell back to her explaining, “Your mommy isn’t coming. Beside Justin is cooking me a birthday dinner and that is you.”
It took time for her young mind to process the information but it came to her. She was food! Abigail started thrashing about and scream.
She even tried saying, “I want my mommy.” And pleading “let me go I won’t tell.”
 After short while Justin pulled her out and Abigail thought she was going to be released. Instead he picked a brush and dipped in melted butter and spread over her body.
Before returning her to the oven he said, “Mmm you’re starting to smell good.”
 Her scream of “Nooo,” was cut off as the oven door slammed shut on her. Abigail didn’t last long after that going out with in a cry of anguish.
“What type veggies go with little girl roast?” Justin asked. Lauren smiled explaining, “Just about every kind. My favorite mashed potatoes with girl gravy.” So it was a few hours later they sat down in the dining hall for Lauren’s 21st birthday dinner. Abigail had roasted to a golden brown and the red apple shoved into her mouth. She looked just like a suckling pig when Justin bought her in on a silver platter and set the meat down in front of her.
“What cut would you like, birthday girl?” he asked holding up a carving knife.
Lauren giggled, “You don’t know this but cunt steak is supposedly the best cut on a girl. My father or brothers always got it. So I’d like try that.”
As the cunt was craved out Justin said, “Well it sure was tasty when I tried it a couple days ago.”
He took a slice off the girl’s ass then both helped themselves to the potatoes and girl gravy. There was only the sound of meat being eaten for the next several minutes. “Delicious love, even better then my moms,” Lauren said. Laughing Justin said, “You did the hard part selecting the meat. My part was easy just get her drunk and roast.” They dined on what had once been Abigail until nothing was left except bones and the girl’s head.
When he returned to school Monday, the head chef called Justin into his office.
He asked, “So how you’d like cooking girl meat?” Justin was shocked and was about to lie when the chef pulled out the Abigail’s clothing and the recipe used to cook her.
The chef smiled saying, “if you liked it I have a special class where for select students. You’ll learn to cook people from infants and toddlers to teens. What the best cuts are. After you complete the course you are guarantied a high paying job as a Cannibal Chef.” Justin could only smile widely as he nodded yes.

THE END