Sally goes to cooking school

Sally Goes To Cooking School
                                         By
                                A Cannibal

                         M/g(9) Incest Cannibalism

“Billy you have shown sufficient skill that you will have one week to prepare for your last exam. If you successfully pass you will then become full-fledged chef. For the exam you will have to prepare and roast one live long pig or piglet,” Chef Pierre said. Chef Pierre was a master chef at North American School for Cannibal Chefs. “Yes sir.” was all Billy could think   He had been selected personally by Chief Pierre because out of the 20 students that were enrolled he showed the greatest promise of becoming a world class chief on par with his own skills. “We will supply every thing but the meat for the exam that you must get yourself. As with every exam you will be graded by the staff,” Chef Pierre said. That meant he would need enough meat for the four professors and Chef Pierre. Meat where was he going to find some meat for the final exam? He pondered this as he hung his chef coat in the locker. Billy wasn’t rich he had been lucky to get into school. His parents had been killed in a car accident the year before, leaving him and sister orphans. They had paid the tuition for his education and it was nonrefundable and when they died they had just enough money to bury them. Now Billy and sally barely had money for living expenses. He worked part at low paying job flipping burgers at the local fast-food restaurant, which paid the bills and little else. The good thing was between school and work they had food. When he passed this final Billy had no doubt he would be able to work at any the 5 star resorts in the world. He’d brought home a two plates plate of food from school, which were leftovers from today’s lesson. He had to be able to cook any piece meat from long pig down to veal, which is what they called children under 5. After Chief Pierre looked them over making sure they weren’t drug addicts they were taken in to a special room.  In there they were stripped and hung by their feet and throats slit. They were then cut up by the students who as future chefs had to know this. When Billy arrived home his sister, 9 year old Sally, was waiting. They lived in the a little rundown apartment on the wrong part of town, but it was the only thing Billy could afford. As they ate dinner roast leg off a bimbo, as he liked to call it, since the meat they used was from prostitutes. “I have a final exam next week with luck we could be out of this dump by the end of the month,” Billy said. Sally smiled as she said, “I hope so. It scary around here with all the guns.” As soon as possible they would move away he hoped. He had seen the gangs in the around here that why he never let Sally go anywhere with out him. Billy always waited for to get the bus to school. He was there to pick her up when she got back. She had few friends outside of school so when they move she wouldn’t miss them. Now that school was out she had no friends to play with. Over the next six days searched high and low for a long pig. He couldn’t find one the hookers most all were too skinny or dug addicts. The few he did find that would be decent they were high class and wanted money up front. He couldn’t afford them even if he had money. So the day before the big exam he had no meat. It was also the day Billy got a noticed that he was except at a five star resort in Docelttville CA. providing he passed the last exam. He was excited by this prospect of working on a true cannibal town. Upon talking to the head of the resort he though Billy found out Sally couldn’t come, except as meat. The only live way was if she was married to him. There was no way they would believe he was married to a 9 year old. He had to think about this he couldn’t afford not to take the job but he didn’t want to abandon Sally. Billy took her to a park so she could get some exercise she was getting kind of plump just sitting there in the apartment. As watched sally run toward the swings. He pictured her staring up at him, all golden brown from a platter with a juicy red apple in her mouth. Billy pushed the picture from that was his sister he was thinking about. He didn’t want her to end up that way. She was wearing a blue dress that was much to short for her but with money so tight he couldn’t afford to buy her anything new. On one the up swing she spread her legs and he got a view of a beautiful little pussy. She had a hole in her panties big enough to show all of it. Another picture pop into his head of that little cunt so full of stuffing it was overflowing. He shook his had trying to get rid of that image. He watched her again as swung up again with her legs spread. He felt a familiar stirring between his legs, one that he hadn’t felt in a long, long time. He though the last time had sex was a year and half ago. But why was he thinking these things idea’s about fucking and cooking Sally. Billy tried to reason things out in his head. The pros went like this. He needed meat for his final exam and hadn’t been able to find any. Here he had a 9 year old girl who would be have to be left alone if he accepted the job. No doubt she would be raped and killed her meat going to waste. If he sent Sally to an orphanage she’d probably be adopted alright. She’d be adopted by cannibals. Billy had heard of people who adopted children specifically to eat them. They might as well hang a sign on them saying, “meat market.” The cons went this way. Sally was his sister and he loved her. Billy thought for a while longer and couldn’t find another reason not to cook her. He watched her now playing on the monkey bars. Now he saw Sally’s rounded ass every now and then. He noticed other parents in the park had noticed her too, particularly the fathers were looking at her. Whether for sex or food he didn’t know. That helped make up his mind about what to do with his sister. When Sally was done playing and came over to him told him she was done. As they walked toward home that afternoon Billy asked, “Would you like to come to my final exam? I guarantee you’ll have the best view of your brother cooking a small piggy.” He wasn’t lying to her the best view was the meats view. She squealed in delight, “Oh yes Billy I’d love to watch.” Now that Billy had decided to roast and this was to be her last night as a person it was time to enjoy her. There was no use in sending her to the oven as a virgin; it just wasn’t done these days. Also he wanted the cunt steak to be as tender as possible. He study Sally from a chief’s point of view. Standing around 4 feet and weighing around 75 pounds. Billy had to remind himself several times she was no long his sister but a meat animal. The hunches were thick and the meat that would come off her rump would be tender, he’d make sure of that. When he got her home he’d be able to find out her cunt was going to be served up as a steak or a filet. As for Sally’s breasts, well she had virtually none to speak of. He’d be able to see get a better idea of how he was going to roast her when he got her naked. Billy decided to splurge on his sister for her last meal. Stopping by a grocery store he told her, “you can buy anything you want for supper tonight.” A huge smile appeared on the girls face and they wondered around until she found the can of spaghetti O’s. Holding up the can for Billy to see she exclaimed, “This I want these. I remember they tasted so good.” Billy laughed. “If that’s what you want you can have it. I would have gotten steak.” She shook her head “no these are soo good.” It was her choice for a last meal that was fine. She also had him but some ice cream for dessert, strawberry her favorite. At home he told Sally to take a bath while he fixed what would be the girl’s last meal. It wasn’t hard open can our in pot heat serve. It was beneath a master chef do something so simple. He turn the heat off it would only few minutes to heat. Something told Billy that he need to visit the bathroom where his sister bathed and it was his mind that told him that this time. He snuck in and watched here sitting in the tub. Just slight swelling for breast from the side and if you looked at them straight on he’d probably have miss them altogether. Sally stood up with her back to him, washing her legs and shoving her ass high into the air. It was such lovely ass that Billy smacked his lips. She turned and saw her bother standing there and she dropped into the water peering over the edge of the tub. “Billy! I’m naked get out of here,” she screamed. He reluctantly turned and left the bathroom her rear was probably her best feature on the 9 year old. Now that he really knew he was going to cook her Billy smiled. He was remembering when he had cooked his first child. Not that he’d cook many Sally would be his third. He had to cook one boy and one girl together and that was when Chef Pierre started teaching him alone. Now a year later he was about to graduate as soon as he finished cooking his sister. After seeing her naked butt he wanted to cook and eat her even more. She came out of the bathroom in just a towel and sat down on the couch. He turned up the heat on the food and went in to talk to her. I took your clothes for cleaning just where the towel for now,” Billy told her. Sally said, “Why did you come into the bathroom? You knew I was taking a bath.” He gave her a smile, “well you have nothing I haven’t seen on you before. I helped mom change your diapers. I think that was 7 years ago and you had the cutest little bottom. I just wanted to know if you still had it.” Sally blushed at what he told her then asked, “Do I still have a cute butt?” he laughed, “yes you do and I’d like to see it again if you don’t mind. How about after we eat?” she gave a little giggle and nodded yes. They ate the spaghetti O’s in relative silence then put the dishes in the sink. He might wash them then again he might not come back after the exam. There would be nothing here he wanted, no Sally, no clothing. it would be best never to come back he decided. He would buy what he needed when he got to Docelttville. Now it was time to play with Sally. Sitting next to her on the couch started by saying, “Will you show me your body, now?” With a giggle stood up and flashed him before covering up again. He smiled saying, “I don’t think you got all the dirt off yourself. I saw as smudge on you.” opening the towel she looked over her body. Finding no smudge she asked, “Where I don’t - hey I don’t have anything on me. You just want to see me naked.” She noticed that he was staring at her but didn’t cover up. Sally kind of liked him looking her over she dropped the towel asking, “Do you think I’m beautiful, because you were staring at me for along time.” Billy didn’t have to think about it at all. “Of course you’re beautiful. Now come here.” Billy said as he grabbed her. He pulled Sally to him and began tickling her. As he tickled her he was able to judge the quality of her meat. It was hard to judge her pussy with out sticking at least his fingers inside her. Billy knew he had to do so his edged his fingers closer and closer to sally’s hot little slit. His fingers “accidentally” slid on to the outer lips of her pussy. Sally stopped giggling her eye grew huge as saucers, her lips formed the letter “O.” She gave a little shuddered as felt a tingle between her legs. He moved fingers down to her one leg and up the other. Once again Billy’s fingers found their way to her pussy. When he moved away from her sex to her stomach he noticed Sally was no longer giggling. “What’s wrong my little sister? You’re not laughing anymore.” Billy asked. She lick her lips before answering, “I uh, I don’t know, I fill strange tingling feeling between my legs.” Billy gave a fake frown as said, “Hmm maybe I should take a closer look at it and see if there anything is wrong.” He didn’t know much about female he was only 19 years old himself. Could a nine year old have sexual feelings, orgasms? This they didn’t cover in chef school. They just wanted the students to know how to cook them properly. Placing Sally on the next to him on the couch Billy began the exploration of the little vagina. He ran his fingers up and down her pussy. Sally gasped as her brother ran his finger along the fold of the out lips. “Well I don’t see anything wrong here. Hmm maybe I should look inside,” Billy said. There was no protest from Sally she didn’t know what to do the tingling was getting stronger. She had no idea what it was, only that it felt so good. Billy exposed the pink insides ran his finger just a little ways in. “Wh- wha- what are you doing?” Sally finally gasped out. “Nothing just looking to see if any thing’s wrong,” he told her. Billy was looking between her legs now and could see that see was becoming wet. Well not wet per say but moist anyway. Billy decided to help her along he doubted the nine year old could be come sopping wet but he hoped wet enough so he could squeeze inside her hole. “Opps I see a booboo. I’d better kiss it to make it better,” he lied. There was nothing wrong there except she was a virgin most likely, and he would take care of that problem shortly. As he began to lick Sally, she responded with a gasp and by grabbing the back of Billy’s shirt. As he continued to juice her up she added some of her own juices to the mix. His cock was straining to get out so Billy paused just long enough to lower his pants and unleash his monster. He wasn’t overdeveloped in that area nor was he underdeveloped. He had a modest 5 ½ inches more then enough to take care of most girls and certainly enough to take care of Sally. “This will hurt a little at first. But then you’ll like it even better than when I was kissing you there,” Billy said as he lined up with her hole. Sally didn’t know what to think of this and never got to think as the head of Billy’s cock parted the vagina lips and enter her inner sanctum. He encountered the blockage almost immediately. Billy broke through the hymen and knew it when his sister let out an ear shattering scream as her innocents was lost. Billy left himself inside Sally kissed her, patted her head and telling her that was the worse of it until the tears stopped flowing. He pushed deeper into her his deflowered sister. She was tightest girl he’d ever fucked, not that he’d been inside that many girls. Sally soon began to breathing hard as he slowly pushed deeper into the unexplored territory of her pussy. Billy hit the backend of her love tunnel and stopped by her cervix. He moved back and forth inside her bringing Sally closer and closer to her first orgasm. All of the sudden she screamed and her pussy clamp down on Billy’s penis. Billy felt like he was caught inside a vice as the mussels inside her pussy contracted around his manhood. He let out a grunt as his seed burst into his sister’s pussy and filled her sex hole up. Sally laid on the couch a huge smile on her face. Billy popped out of her literally as he climbed off her. “How did you like it little one?” he asked of his sister. “Wow! I not sure what happen, but it was great. Can we do it again?” Sally said. Laughing Billy said, “Honey we both need time to recover, build our energy back up. How about some ice cream? Then we can see about doing it again.” She went to grab her towel but Billy told, “You don’t have to put anything on. You’re just going to have to take it off later.” He scooped ice cream into dishes and heard Sally explaining, “I have stuff coming out of my vagina. I just want to wipe it off.” They ate their ice cream and then they ate each other. When bed time came Billy joined Sally in her bed. Billy managed to fuck her three times that night. In the morning he helped Sally bathe which allowed him to check out the few areas that that he hadn’t explored last night.  Billy also made sure she was extra clean for later. Sally was going to make one fine roast, even if she was his sister. Her body was so soft that when it would practically melt in the mouth once cooked. “Hurry and get dressed were running late,” Billy said. He got into cloths and tossed a few mementos into a bag and waited for his sister/ final exam dinner to come out of her room. She came out dressed in a tight striped, shirt jeans and tennis shoes. Her red hair was tied back into a pony tail. “Do we have time for breakfast?” she asked. “About the only time have is for juice. We are running late.” he said. The last thing he need was her stomach and bowels full when she was cooked. That would mean having slicing her open and he didn’t want to do that. It would cause her a lot of pain and she wouldn’t live 10 minutes. This way she could least live for another hour to hour a half before she fell asleep and became meat. This was a much less painful way to go. Billy splurged again by hailing a taxi to take them to the NASCC. “Do you want to help me with the cooking?” he asked as they rode along. She smiled and nodded yes. At the school the future chef and his meat walked toward the kitchen. Sally looked up at her bother and said, “Thanks for inviting me to your chef exam dinner. I’m so excited that you going let me help you. I don’t know how much help I’ll be, I don’t anything about cooking.” Bill tried not to laugh as he said, “no problem little sis’ your going to do just fine. I’m going to show what it takes to roast a tender little piggy.” Sally asked, “can I stay for the dinner ceremony?” Billy smiled down at his sister and said, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” She let out a sequel of delight and Billy thought she sounded like the piggy she was. The kitchen was a modern marvel of stainless steel. Stainless steel counters, stainless steel serving carts, even a stainless steel oven for Sally to be slid into. There were several cooking tools were hanging to one side spatula, several ladles, a big brush and a two prong meat fork. The only one he would need today was the brush and fork. “What do I do to help?” Sally asked. “Right now nothing, I just need to get every thing set up. When the Chef Perrier comes in then I tell you what you can do to help,” He placed the roasting pan on the count opened the fridge and took out the pan marked cornbread stuffing and placed it on the counter. “Sally your in my way at the moment why don’t you sit here,” he said sitting her on the counter by the sink. That is where she needed to be anyway when he started to prepare the meat for the oven. Billy took several different spices and sat them by the stuffing. Rummaging around in the vegetable crisper he found just the right size onion and apple he would need later. Billy pulled several sticks butter out and placed them with the other ingredients. He was ready now for Chef Perrier. He showed up a few minutes later walked up to Billy and nodded. “I see you are set to prepare dinner,” he said to Billy. We walked over to Sally looked her up and down and smiled. The way he smiled at her made Sally very nervous. Billy came up and stood next to Chef Pierre his hands behind his back. “Your selection in meat looks good. You may proceed with you final exam” Chef Pierre said. Sally looked for the “meat” not realizing it was her until it was too late. Her bother looped the rope he’d had hidden behind his back. Sally was shocked and began yelling, “Billy no stop I’m not meat. I’m your sister. Let me go.” both men laughed at her with Chef Pierre asking, “your sister? Well that interesting.  Continue on, sir.” He watched the meat try to talk her bother into not cooking her. “Why are you doing this to me? I don’t want to roast,” she cried. Billy wondered when she going to ask that question. He replied with “sally you said you were willing to help, well this is helping. I did say you have the best view well you’ll be able to see every thing I do to make you the best meal I’ve ever created.” He was washing her bowels out rid of the digested spaghetti O’s. “Another thing they won’t let me bring anyone with me to my new job. So it’s either me cooking you and I’ll be gentle with you or somebody from McDonalds doing it. Which one would you rather cook you?” Tears flowed from Sally as she said, “You. If I have to be cooked I like you to do it.” He shoved stick of butter inside her sex hole to make sure it was well lubricated so the stuffing would just slip in. she let out a gasp as the cold stuffing went into her pussy. She also was becoming excited despite herself as she was stuffed. “Is it going to hurt when I’m cooked?” she asked. Having stuffed her cunt full he placed her into the roasting pan before answering. “I won’t lie to you it will hurt, but I’ll make sure you don’t suffer too much,” he said. Sally started moving around in the pan to excite herself and some of the stuffing came out. Billy fixed that problem by inserting the onion into her opening. She screamed as the acid from the onion seeped into her pussy. He brushed the butter onto her and spiced his sister up with sage, parsley and oregano. “Alright Sally you ready for the oven. I’m going to keep the temperature low so it doesn’t hurt too much,” Billy said. Sally tried not to cry but it didn’t work, she was scared. “I don’t want to cook alive, please kill me,” Sally said as slid into the oven. “Sorry little sis’ but I don’t take requests from meat,” he said. He had to say that to her because Chef Pierre was listening. You weren’t to allow the meat keep you from doing your job, which was to cook them. Still he did have feelings because this was his sister he was cooking. Billy wished he could have accommodated her but this was his final exam. The inside of the oven was cold and black when Billy shut the oven door. Sally began to scream because she was afraid of the dark. The oven glowed red and Sally felt relived until she realized the light color was orange. The oven was on and she was about to start cooking. Billy checked on the meat after 20 minutes. Sally was tuning and twist also her skin was red. “Hot, I’m so hot,” she complained. “Sorry I can’t do much about that. Its all part of the cooking possesses. This will help though,” Billy said as he brushed butter on to her skin. “Back into the oven you go.” The next time he checked on her the meat had a little grin her face. Did she have an orgasm? He heard in the lectures they meat sometimes did before they dieing but sally was still alive just barely. She was just meat the next time he checked on his sister. Billy was both sad and relived that she hadn’t suffered that much. He finished cooking his sister then placed her brown body on lettuce covered platter. She was then graded on her looks but more importantly taste. Billy passed with no problems as the 5 professors devoured a good portion his sister’s cooked meat. When they finished Billy was allowed to carve the remaining meat from her bones. He also ate some of her as he packed the meat away. The examiners of course had gotten the best cuts. Bill chose to eat Sally’s lower right leg foot and all. “Sorry I had to do this to you Sally but if it’s any consolation you taste fantastic,” he told her severed head. He was going to have sally’s head it stuffed and mount it in his house in Docelttville.

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