Rena the Turkey Dinner

Rena the Turkey Dinner
By
A Cannibal

M/g (11) F/g (11) oral incest cannibalism

 Janice and Bruce leaned on the kitchen counter staring into the living room. There their only child lay on the floor watching the television.
 Rena was 11 with shoulder length brown hair and eyes. She was pretending to watch a cartoon while actually trying to eavesdrop on her parent’s conversation. The holidays we come up which in this house hold was a dangerous time of year.
 If one want to keep breathing one had to keep a step ahead of her parents. This was a cannibal household and this family liked children. Sometimes her friends would come and enter though the front door, but they didn't always leave the same way.
 Rena's problem was she had run out of friends to take her place in the oven. She was afraid that with nobody to take her place she would end up as their holiday meal.
 "What do you think honey? She look about right to me," Bruce said.
 With a sigh Janice said, "I think your right. Besides if Rena gets much bigger she's not going to fit in the oven."
 Bruce smiled as he said, "the only question is she a turkey for Thanksgiving or a Christmas goose."
 Rena had been following the conversation. She knew she was as good as dead.
"I think I'll be better as a turkey than a goose. I don't favor losing my head at Christmas time," the girl said as walked toward her parents.
 Her mother shook her head saying, "you weren’t meant to hear us disusing this. Since you did come
Thanksgiving you’re going our turkey dinner then."
 Her father chuckled, "there is something wrong with picture though. Oh I know turkeys don't where clothing."
Rena blushed and started to unbutton her blouse.
Janice stopped her daughter saying, "Stop!  Bruce I know you want to fuck her, but leave the girl some dignity. Rena still has a chance to stay out of the oven." Turning to her daughter she explained "all you need to do find a replacement within 10 days."
 She knew her daughter didn't have any friends anymore, because they had eaten them all. So it was more than likely she would end up in a hot oven come Thanksgiving morning. Still maybe she had one she was hiding one from them or perhaps she could make a new one.
 No matter this would keep Bruce out of her pants. Besides the only pants Janice wanted him in was hers.
In ten day it would be just before Thanksgiving and only then would she allow her husband to have Rena. And that was out of necessity because her daughter vigina would need to be stretched open to hold stuffing.
 So it was the turkey set out to find another friend to roast in her place. She checked all the places her friends use to hang out like the mall, but came up empty.
 It was a week later when Rena was called into the kitchen by her mother.
 "No luck so far, huh? Well then why don't you strip and lay down in the pan. I need to make sure our turkey is going to fit," Janice explained.
 The turkey gulped as she asked her mother, "what about dad? If he sees me naked he's going to want to fuck me."
With a chuckle her mother replied "I sent him out to get some the special fixings I'll need. He'll be gone a couple hours. So strip and get in that roasting pan."
Rena removed her clothing as her mother watched with interest. Her daughter was transforming from little girl to woman. Unfortunately for Rena it looked as though she wasn't going to be making the full transition.
 Janice stopped her naked daughter made her way to the counter where the roasting pan lay.
"As long as you're naked let me have a look-see at the main course for next Thursday dinner," she said.
 Rena sniffed as she stood in front of her mother. She didn't like being call "main course" after all she still had a few days to go before her time was up. Janice ran her hands over her daughter's preteen body. She squeezed the arms or wings if she was to be the turkey.
 She felt the Rena's ribs and found them to be satisfactory. Then Janice wrapped her hands around her daughter's breast.
The two small lumps were hardly a handful, but then she wasn't yet an adult so they would be small. The stomach was slightly rounded with genres supply of baby fat still on her hips.
Janice's hands slid down to the turkey's sex. Rena shivered with delight as the chef as, she was becoming to think of her mother, bushed her vigina lips.
 Janice noticed this and smile saying, "oh I think someone likes it when I touch her there.
 Rena didn't trust her voice so she only nodded.
 “Well then I think your love the next part. I'm going to sample you my dear turkey."
 The turkey knew what was about to happen and like the idea. She had watched her parents do this since she could remember. She herself had never been allowed to taste test any of the meat, not even her friends that she had supplied.
 "You’re too young to sample them like us. Maybe next time," her parents had always told Rena. Now her mother was about to sample her and that excited the preteen.
 Janice opened up her daughter pussy and saw the pink sex hole was glistening with moister. She stuck her tongue inside Rena and began licking. The girl gasped and began to wobble as her legs turned to rubber. Grabbing her mother's head for balance, Rena thrust her hips forward.
 Janice tongue lapped up her daughter’s juices as fast as she could produce them. Three orgasms later Rena lay on the floor out cold.
 Her mother stroked her head saying, "You my dear daughter are delicious. So here's hoping you don't find a replacement."
 Rena let out a little moan as Janice helped the future turkey to standup. She maneuvered Rena to the counter and helped her into the roasting pan.
 The girl’s arms and legs fell out of the pan and lay on the counter.
"Hmm you seem to be overflowing the roasting pan. Let see, if I tie you up like the turkey you are I think you might fit."
She didn't bother to tie Rena being it was only a test. Instead Janice tucked the turkey's feet in to the pan and folded her arms over her stomach. "Let’s see if you fit in the oven," Janice said.
 Hefting the 80lbs of meat she slid it into the oven and shut the door.
 Giggling she told the turkey, "Wonderful you’ll just fit in there. I wonder what you'd look like in only oven light." With that said Janice turn the control knob to its lowest setting.
 Rena woke and looked wondering where she was. As her brain began to work again she realized it was the oven and she was on the wrong side of the door.
 "MOM WHAT ARE YOU DOING! YOU SAID I HAD UNTIL WENSDAY," Rena screamed.
Janice smiled as she opened the oven and help her daughter out.
"Just testing the oven for size, making sure you fit. Besides you didn't complain when I turned it on," she explained.
 "Oh yeah, well I would have if someone hadn’t lick me until I passed out. Anyway I may not be your turkey. Have you given any thought that I might have found someone to take my place?" Rena asked.
 Her mother narrow eyes in skepticism say, "Oh did you find someone then?"
 Janice was sure she hadn't found one. It was confirmed when her daughter lower her head and shook it in a negative manner.
 "Well you better hurry and find one. Otherwise your father is going to have you Wednesday and I'll have you back on the kitchen counter on Thursday morning."
 Rena took that as her queue to leave. She gathered up her clothes and headed to the bathroom. After a quick shower she dressed and was out the front door looking for a replacement.
 Rena had never been so scared in her life as when she woke up in the oven. She was sure her mother was about to cook her.
 By Wednesday night Rena was dejected. She’d been unable to find anyone to take her place, so it looked as if she was going to be Thanksgiving dinner.
She walked into the kitchen to find both parents waiting.
 "Time’s up turkey and I don't see a replacement.  I guess that means I'm going to see you tomorrow," Janice said.
 Bruce was ginning at his daughter as he said, "it also means you won't need these anymore."
He reached over and started to unbutton her blouse.
 Rena slapped his hands away saying, "I can do it myself."
 Stepping back he let his daughter undress. She finished unbuttoning her blouse and pulled it off. Unzipping the skirt she was wearing Rena let it fall to her feet.
 Now she stood looking at her mom and dad in only her pink panties and training bra. Rena saw the look in her mother's eyes was that of hunger. Her father's on the other hand she could only see lust. Rena knew he wanted her and this time her mother wasn't going to intervene.
 She unhooked her bra and slid out of it where it joined the growing pile of clothing. Last Rena stuck her thumbs into the sides of her panties. Then with great reluctance she pulled them down.
 "Let's get this over with dad," Rena said unhappily.
 Bruce came over to his daughter and hugged her.
 "You know this has to be done. Besides it's not that bad and your friends seem to enjoy it," he explained.
 While Rena had never seen what actually happen to them. Between the noise that came from the spare bedroom and the smiles on their faces when was done, she knew her dad had fucked them. Then there was the cum flowing out of their vigina when she escorted the meat to the kitchen. That was also a dead give a way that he'd had his way with them.
 Looking up at her dad she gave him a weak smile and a nod. The two left the kitchen as they headed off to the spare bedroom.
 Janice called after them "have her in the kitchen by 8 in the morning. We have some work to do before you roast."
 Rena muttered, "Oh great I have to make my own stuffing."
 Once in the bedroom she sat on the bed and waited for her dad to remove his own clothing. When his boxers came off releasing his manhood Rena gasped.
 She had seen male anatomy before, on boys whom her mother had caught and cooked, but her father had a humongous one. Worst of all he was going to stick it inside her and there was nothing she could do about it.
 "Now I want you to lay back, spread your legs and relax, while I lube you up. Most girls love this part," Bruce said.
 Rena swallowed hard and did as she was told. Her father waited until she was settled. Then he climb onto the bed and buried his face in his daughter's twat.
 Like before when her mother had licked her she began to enjoy being licked. He slowly brought Rena to orgasm then licked up his daughters juices.
He moved up her body and kissed the top of her head before moving down and kissing her on the nose.
 Bruce kissed her on the lips and his daughter returned it. Then it was down to her throat before getting to the little lumps that were her breasts.
 Rena shuttered as he kissed each tit then wrapped mouth around the left one. As her father did this she became more and more excited.
 Soon Rena couldn't help but to exploded with another orgasm.
Smiling Bruce told his daughter, "now then I think your read to be stuffed."
 Rena heard him but the words didn't register. She was lost in an orgasmic haze at the moment. That was just how her father wanted it.
 He was about to take her daughter's virtue and he wanted her to be as relaxed as possible when he did that.
 Lining his cock up with entrance to Rena's sex he slid in. Bruce expected to be stopped by her hymen.
 Instead she took half of his manhood inside her.
He shoved the rest of himself inside his daughter sex. She had lost her virginity earlier that year to a boy they had then cooked.
 Rena moaned, "I feel so stuffed."
 Her father chuckled, "that right my little turkey I've stuffed you full of my manhood. Now just lay back while I baste your insides."
 With a smile she did as request and her father began the process. He moved his hips up and down which drove him deeper inside.
 Rena began to respond thrusting her hips in time with her fathers. Before long she was breathing hard and then she basted herself.
 Not to be out done by an 11 year old Bruce basted his daughter's insides with his own juices. After that both fell into an exhausted sleep.
 Waking early in the morning Rena found herself still in bed with her father. His arms were wrapped around her chest which kept her from leaving.
 The thought of running off had crossed her mind more than once, but she had nowhere to run to. All her friends had been eaten and they had no relatives.
 No she had to except her fate that later today. Her mother would stuff and roast her. Then they would eat her.
 The word eat crossed Rena's mind she remaindered her why she was awake at 3 in the morning. She was horny and only her dad could solve that problem.
 Bruce was more than happy to help her out. Neither
of them got back to sleep that night.
 At 8am sharp a naked Rena was escorted into the kitchen. "One very tender turkey as requested," Bruce told his wife.
 Janice gave the meat a cursory exam before nodding. Other than her pussy was a little red, from the tenderizing, she could find no damage.
 "Alright you go somewhere as long as it's out of my kitchen. The turkey and I have work to do and you'll just be in the way," she said.
 Bruce grumbled as he left the kitchen. He would have like to have stayed and watch his daughter get stuffed.
 "Alright let's get started. I thinking of a nice walnut stuffing soaked in girl cum. You are going to do that right?" Janice said.
 Rena blushed saying, "I think I will. I did with you both you and dad had your taste test."
 "I'm sure you'll do fine. Now you can make the stuffing and I'll shuck some corn," her mom said.
 The nuts were shucked and put into a bowl of day old French bread. Rena added chop celery and onions to the stuffing mixture. Last she melted butter and add it to the concoction. Once she stirred in the butter her stuffing was ready to be put in the turkey, aka her.
 She looked over to her mom sat. Janice had long since finish shucking the corn and had been watching her daughter, the turkey, make her own stuffing.
 Rena asked, "What’s next mom?"
 Janice stood up and came over to the turkey.
 “Well first of all I'm no longer mom. You should call me chef. Second I'm afraid it’s time to get dinner ready. Being you've been so corporative I'll give you a choice. I can clean you or you can do most of it yourself. Either way I'll still have to make sure your shitter is completely cleaned out."
 Rena stared at her feet and said, "I'll empty myself then you can do what has to be done."
 She was given 10 minutes to do this but really only needed 5. The rest of the time was spent combing her hair and putting it in a pony tail. If she didn't her mother might have shave her head and Rena wanted to be a pretty turkey and bald ones weren't pretty.
She also removed the little bit of hair that was growing between her legs.
 Rena quietly walked back to the kitchen where he saw her mother waited. No not mom, the chef who was going to cook her.
 "Ah good I see you've shaved. Good one less thing to do. Now come with me so I can finish cleaning you."
 Rena knew the way to the closet size room with a hose connected to hot water tap.
 The next time the door opened the meat was lead back to the kitchen. Her skin was bright pink from the scrubbing the chef had just given her.
The turkey found herself back on the center divider with her legs spread wide. Rena watched as the chef came over with the stuffing she had made.
 The turkey spread herself open and allowed the stuffing to inserted. When Rena could hold no more the chef set the still half bowl of stuffing aside.
 She opened a cabinet and rummaged though before come out object she'd been searching for. It was 6 inch long and 2 inches round and silver in color. Janice placed it next to the entrance of her daughters well stuff hole. The she flipped a switch and the dildo came to life. The vibrator was shoved inside the turkey and it started moving the stuffing deeper into her.
 Rena eyes bulged when the device was inserted. She soon began bouncing as reached orgasm.
The chef chuckled, "maybe I should leave that in there while you cook. That way I know you'll keep that stuffing moist."
 For an answer the turkey arched her back and let out scream. Rena was having a second orgasm in as many minutes.
 The chef pulled the artificial manhood out the turkey to her disappointment. It was time to push the rest of the stuffing inside the bird.
 When she had finished Rena stomached was extended out to make her look 5 months pregnant.
 "I feel so full down there. Even more so then when dad was inside me," the turkey commented.
 The chef chuckled and began the buttering the bird. She’d feel even more stuffed when that stuffing expand after soaking up her juices.
 "Lift your legs back toward your chest. That does it now hold them there," the chef said.
 She proceeded to tie the feet and wrapped the other end around her neck to hold them in place. She also bent the lower legs until they touched her thighs.
 This pushed the turkey's butt into the air. Rena's arms were bent at the elbow and tied to her sides.
 Standing back Janice looked down at her daughter. She now looked like a turkey and was ready for the oven.
 "Bruce come here and help me get this turkey into the roasting pan, she's ready to cook," Janice said.
  Her husband rushed in paused for a moment. He stared at what had been his daughter, but now looked more like a turkey.
 He gave his wife a kiss before the two of them hefted the slippery turkey into the roasting pan.
 Looking up at her mom Rena had a request, "can you put that vibrator back in."
 Her parents laugh and Janice put the toy back inside her and switch it on. The turkey's face lit up as she was slid inside the oven.
 She saw the oven start glowing and she didn't care. The tingling between her legs saw to that.
 "Oh I almost forgot. How are we going to tell when she done without this sticking out her ass," Janice the chef said.
 Opening the oven she stuck the meat thermometer inside the turkey's ass. Rena didn't even notice as she was already busy keeping the stuffing moist.
 Her parent sat in front of the oven for a while watching the turkey have almost nonstop orgasms.
 After 15 minutes they were panting as much as their daughter.
 Licking her lips Janice said, "Let me baste the turkey then you may have me."
 The chef did this and as soon as the oven door was closed Bruce was on top of his wife.
 When the battery in the toy died so did Rena. The two felt bad that she had to die, but at least it hadn't been painful judging by the smile on her face.
 Janice removed the vibrator and replaced it with small onion. She opened the turkey's mouth and put an apple in it.
 Looking at the temperature gage the chef said, "Another 3 hours before dinner is ready."
 "Good that give us some more time to snuggle some more," Bruce said with a devilish grin.
 Three hours later Rena lay in the center of the table surrounded by corn on the cob, green beans and mash potatoes. There was also a bowl that held Rena gravy.
 As for the turkey herself the twine that held her in position during cooking had been cut. Her golden brown body was still that position as Bruce prepared to carve what had once been his daughter.
 "White meat or dark?" he asked is wife.
 "I have a little of each," Janice answered licking her lips.
 She was given the right breast and a slice of thigh.   His choice was his daughter’s sex. They each scooped out a helping of dressing as well as the other side dishes. A fine wine was poured to glasses and they toasted their daughter before diving into the meal.
 "Mmm you did a fantastic job of cooking. She’s so tender and juice," Bruce said as ripped off another piece of his daughter's cunt steak.
 "Thank you honey, but I can't take all the credit. Most of that goes to the turkey herself. Oh and I should thank you for making sure this breast is tender."
 Laughing he said, "Our daughter also made some excellent stuffing."
 "Yes and she kept it nice and moist," Janice said.
They both laughed and slice off more turkey that had been their daughter Rena.

THE END