A Toymaker and his food

                              A Toymaker’s and His Food
                                            By
                                    A Cannibal

Becky wondered though the empty to store. She had been accidentally gotten locked in after becoming separated from her mother and siblings. Being a middle child she was always being neglected by mom and older brothers and sisters.
All seven of them had been walking though the mall when Becky had seen a huge toy story. It was the largest one she ever seen in her 8 years of life. It started with their display windows full of nothing but dolls. Over the entrance was a huge clock with a face on the front of it. A train ran around the bottom of the clock and into the store before coming out again.
Becky held her head high as she walked though the store following the train, until she saw a doll on the second floor. She ran up stairs to the life size Raggedy Ann doll. She hugged and squeezed it for a couple of minutes before a dollhouse caught her eye.
 It was big enough for her to go inside which she did. There was a table inside set up for a tea party all it needed was guests.
 Becky went back out into the store to find some. She wanted the Raggedy Ann doll but it was too big and bulky but there were others like Care Bears she brought 2 of them in. They were half her size which made it easier to move them into the dollhouse.
 She had one more chair to fill so she went out to search among the dolls. Barbie dolls were to small and the rag dolls to big. Becky found a green doll was it an alien she didn’t know. The doll had big eyes it two buck teeth protruded out from his upper lip. There was no hair but a hook and while not the prettiest doll around she thought it looked lonely.
 So that was how he ended up in the giant dollhouse with 2 brown bears and a little girl. At the pretend tea party and she complemented the bears on the beautifully color of their fur. They repaid the complement by telling her how gorgeous her red hair was. The green alien cleared his throat and Becky said, “Oh you too, you have nicest green skin I’ve ever seen.” All the sudden Becky felt the call of nature and being a polite young lady excused herself. She emerged into the store to only to find it was dark, the only light came from the emergence lighting and there was nobody around.
That scared Becky but she had a more pressing engagement than to wonder what had happened. She found the bathroom and several minute later a relived Becky came out of the bathroom. Now she had time to wonder what was going on. Where was everybody, why was the store dark, and most importantly where was mommy? Why hadn’t they come and gotten her?
She tried all the doors but found them locked. What Becky didn’t know was she that she wasn’t alone in the store. Way back in the furthest reaches of the store a man sat at a work bench. His name was Geppetto or in English he called himself Jim so nobody would know who he really was. He was a toy maker and once upon a time he had built a wooden boy. By some feat of magic he had become a live boy. The problem was live little boys was they tended to grow up and move out and that what happen with Geppetto’s little boy.
The magic that caused the wooden boy to become alive also caused him to become immortal which was both a gift and a curse. The gift of immortality was great the bad thing he been an old man when that gift had been bestowed upon him and he was still an old man today. No woman wanted to marry an old man let alone date him.
So now he made dolls hoping one would become a living woman that would love him. So far he’d had no luck in creating one. He had created other dolls that had somehow had come to life. He knew of two bears and a green alien were in the store some where. He heard a noise out in the store but gave it little mind. It was probably one of the toys; they would come to visit him at night sometimes.
 What Geppetto didn’t know this time it was not the toys but a little live girl. Becky had bumped into something but didn’t know what in the dim light. She found the backroom and a bright light coming from a corner.
“Um, hello sir I’m locked inside the store. Can you let me out?” Becky asked.
 Geppetto jumped slightly turned and to the voice. Well this was unexpected a child had become locked in. It happened every now and then that a living breathing little girl or boy end up here.
He lowered his glasses to study what had just walked in. she was approximately 4 feet tall and slightly pump at 60 pounds with shoulder length red hair. She would do nicely for what he had planned.
“Oh that’s terrible little one, is anyone else stuck in here with you?” Geppetto asked.
He had to know if mommy or daddy were near before he could put his plan in effect. Becky had been taught to be wary of strangers. But this man reminded her of Grandpa Joe so she saw nothing wrong in letting him know what happen. “Nobody’s with me sir, I just stopped to look at the clock for a minute and then …” she gave a shrug of her shoulders to indicate she didn’t know what happen.
“Do you want to call your mommy? I don’t think you’d want to go outside with out her knowing she was coming for you,” he said.
 Becky knew he had a point but she had a problem phoning. She explained, “We just moved here and I don’t know the number.”
Perfect, new to town, mom has no idea where she is and the girl has no way of getting hold of her mother. “Well then little one, I think you’d better spend the night here. Let’s see where can you sleep? There’s no real bed here in the store,” he wondered out loud. Not that the girl would be doing much sleeping anyhow.
“How about the dollhouse, does it have a bed?” Becky asked.
 Geppetto grinned for now he knew how she had become locked in the store.
“Oh were you in there when the store closed? Is that why they didn’t see you when they locked up?”
Becky blushed and nodded yes as she said, “I was having a tea party with some dolls.”
That was good too, for Geppetto knew that three of those puppets had some psychic ability. Even when dormant they were able to trick children into playing with them. One of them could do the trick but when all three got together well it was no wonder she wasn’t seen or heard. Anyone looking in there would have seen exactly what the puppets wanted to see, an empty doll house.
“Let’s go see what we can do about a bed,” Geppetto said. Geppetto and Becky walk back to the dollhouse where he had her bring the dolls so he could see which dolls liked tea.  That was what he told her what he wanted was a quick word with them when they “woke up” tonight, which was any minute now.
So his conversation would be private he told Becky to look at the bed to see if she might fit in it. She disappeared back into the dollhouse just in time as the three toys woke up. “Hey G how do you like the present we got you,” the green toy said. “Oh it was you was it? Slappy I don’t know why do you that she just an innocent little girl. You know what I do to innocent little girl when I find them lost,” Geppetto said with amusement.
The bears snickered at Slappy be in trouble Geppetto glared at them “Fric, Frac don’t laugh at him. You’re in just as much trouble as Slappy.”
They stood there a few second before Slappy said, “We’re sorry G but you’ve been working so hard lately. I know you like them and she was alone. So we thought you’d like to have her for dinner.”
 Geppetto frown at the three toys saying, “well you were RIGHT.” He gave them a grin before continuing, “Alright you may play with her until I’m ready to bake her. Just don’t bruise the meat.”
The toys agreed just in time as Becky came out of the dollhouse. She stood there dumbfounded as she saw the 3 toys scrambled to her side.
“They’re alive but how their only toys aren’t they?” she said in surprise. Chuckling Geppetto answered,
“Only at night and only these three. I see they like you. Would you like to play with them?” Becky squealed in delight forgetting to tell him that the bed was too small for her to sleep on. “Come with us little one. We will play a fun game,” Frac growled. Each bear took a hand as they ducked back into the doll house and Spanky followed them in. the bears pulled her to the living room by the fake brick fireplace. “You sit there. I sit here, brother sit there,” Fric said pointing out positions. Spanky watched as they sat down he seen this many times. He had no interests in the girl. Now if it had been a boy then he would have joined the fun that was about to begin. It would supervise the playtime that started with Fric. The bear was giving her a massage as Frac who sat at her feet unbuttoned her jeans. Becky didn’t notice anything wrong until she felt a tug as the tight designer jeans were being removed.
“What are you doing?” she yelled.
Becky tried to reach her pants but Fric now had hold of her hands. Frac was climbing over her legs partly to hold her down partly to get a better angle on her bikini undies. She was really flaying about now as she was forced lie on to her back.
“I don’t like this game. Let me up,” she screamed and bucked. This excited the bears who were already charge. “Don’t worry little one, their quite harmless. The toymaker is just letting fun before you become dinner,” Slappy said.
Becky paused in her struggles and her eye grew huge her mouth dropped open, as the news of her fate sank in.
“I don’t want to be eaten. I wouldn’t taste good. Please let me go,” Becky pleaded.
 Frac had the answer, “I’m about to find out if you taste as good as you look.”
 Her panties were ripped from her waist and the bear’s big red tongue found its way between her legs. He began to lick her pussy and soon Becky struggles subside while her screams of terror turned to moans of pleaser.
“Don’t drink all of her, save some for me,” a worried Fric said. His buddy’s answer was a bit muffled, “mmm she is good tasting and plenty juicy.” That was enough Fric let go of her arms and crawled over. His dick was hang out, Geppetto had made sure they were all well equipped, and rubbing against her as crawled up toward the girls head. Fric popped his cock into her mouth so he deep throat Becky a few times. She gagged on the enormous bear member and began to panic when she couldn’t breathe. Relief spread though Becky’s mind when Fric pulled himself out.
 Soon she was too busy enjoying herself to worry about what was happening to her. Becky let out a scream and collapsed as her first orgasm hit her. Fric and Frac pushed each other out of the way trying to see who could get the most of her sweet nectar into their mouths.
“Guys we have to wrap this up. One of you can break her, while the other uses her mouth,” Spanky said.
Frac had decided on her mouth, but waited to try it out. That was in-case when her virginity was taken she bit down. While G might be able to fix it he didn’t to chance it.
 It turned out Frac didn’t have to worry Becky’s hymen wasn’t there anymore. Fric push back and forth expecting upon entering to find her maidenhood but due to an accident when she was only three years old she didn’t have one.
That was all the better for Fric because once he notice his buddy was all the way in he was able to use her mouth. Frac had worked himself into her tight vagina and he filled her up with toy bear cum a few short minutes later. Once the bears had finished with Becky,
Slappy turned the barely conscious girl over to drain. Her nice white butt was very temping. His name was Slappy for a reason he liked to slap people. He began to spank Becky’s cute butt and the girl woke up. Luckily Fric and Frac were there to hold her down while Slappy enjoyed himself first slapping the right cheek then the left. Ten slaps later Becky’s white butt had turned bright pink and she was begging him to stop. Despite his sexual orientation Slappy found himself becoming slightly aroused as he continued to drum on her butt. He had enough self control though to stop at twenty slaps. By then her bottom was bright red.
“Ok boys let take her down to G so he can get his food ready for the oven,” Slappy said.
Becky heard this and was wide awake and scared. She did want to become food not for the toymaker not for anyone. Becky struggled and screamed as she was carried down stairs and to the back.
Geppetto had dug out a roasting pan for the “little one” as he called her. He hadn’t asked her name and he didn’t care to know either. To Geppetto she was meat for him and his three friend’s dinner.
Becky didn’t like it when she was held over the toilet and a hose shoved up her ass by Slappy. Geppetto hated washing the meat bowels out, but the toys didn’t seem to care. She was then scrubbed from head to toe and presented to Geppetto ready for the next step. “
Would you get the cooking twine out of the draw Slappy? We don’t want our food to leave in the middle of cooking now do we?” Geppetto asked the meat.
 She replied in a shaky voice, “I promise I won’t say anything about live toys and you wanting to cook me. Please Mr. I don’t want to end up as food.”
Fric and Frac laughed “She tastes real good see for yourself.” Laughing Geppetto said, “Well boys I was just about to do that.”  While Fric and Frac held on to Becky he bent down and parted her out lips and got to the tasty inner sanctum of his future meal.
 Despite all that she could do Becky respond. Her breathing becoming more rapid and her eyes rolled back into her head, she neared her second orgasm of the day. Becky came once more and if it wasn’t for the fact that the toys held her in a tight grip she would have collapsed.
Geppetto rose smacking his lips and offered the toy’s praise. “You made a great selection, boys. Now let’s get the meal ready for Mr. Oven,” he said.
Geppetto tied her hair up then her feet. “Don’t let her get away, I’ll be right back,” he told the toys. Geppetto retuned two minutes latter with ceramic beads. He treaded them on to the twine then slid the beads just inside Becky’s vagina. Geppetto tied one end of it to her legs the other end was used for tying her hands. He explained to the toys what he had done, “we know the little one is going to struggle right? Well when she kicks or pulls on the twine with her hands the beads are going to excite her.”
The toys snickered at when he said that. Butter was spread over her body he added a little oregano for seasoning. The toys put Becky into the roasting pan. Then the four of them to placed her on to a conveyer belt. Mr. Oven was based on the same idea as other toy ovens. A conveyer belt would transport the meat into Mr. Oven, which was heated up by a light bulb.
 Mr. Oven was different though it was child size alright but that had a different meaning to Geppetto then other people. Child size to him in this case meant that a child would fit inside it. Like the others it was heated up by a light bulb only this was a special light bulb. Instead of a small light bulb to cook the food he had installed three heat lamps that would cook the meat slowly at first. After the meat, in this case girl, had died he would turn on the microwave and cook her up in no time.
Becky awoke just in time to see her feet entering the oven and she panic. She screamed and trashed about a few times before pausing her eyes grew huge and her mouth formed a large “O.”
 By the time her head entered the oven she had figured out that jiggling her hands and feet it made her pussy feel so good. Inside the oven now it was dark and she was afraid but at the same time excited as she pull on the twine. A window slid down and 4 faces stared in at her.
With a flip of switch the lamps flick on and immediately things started getting hot for Becky. Muffled screams could be heard from the oven as the girl realized this was it for her.
Becky knew she was going to die in the oven and they would then eat her. She didn’t know which was worse the dieing or being eaten afterwards. Her little mind worked it out that it could have been worse they could have eaten her alive. When she was dead she wouldn’t feel a thing. Becky mind also told her, “there was nothing you can do about it, so enjoy whatever they had put in your sex.”
 The oven slowly grew hotter and Becky began to smell something good cooking. “Chicken it smelled like chicken, No not chicken it smells an awful lot like the pork chops that mama makes. Wait the only thing cooking in here is… ME!” she thought.
 She began to trash about some more and that caused the beads to excite her once again. Becky found out she wasn’t scared as much when the bead inside her moved. It was when she stopped moving them she started to worry about things so she decided to stop worrying.
 Becky put on a good show for the 3 toys and Geppetto for more then an hour. With one last scream her back arched then slowly slid back into the pan she had her biggest and last orgasm hit her. She was now nothing more then 60 pounds of meat and bone. Her skin was the color of bad sunburn, bright red, when Geppetto closed the window up and turn on the microwave. It took another couple of hours for her to fully cook. After 1 ½ hrs in the microwave Geppetto pulled the meat out, he put a honey glaze over her she was put under the heat lamps for ½ hr to brown up. Then she was placed on a platter face down her arms at her sides. Her brown eyes looked strait ahead as her head rested on her chin.
Opening the meat’s mouth an apple was shoved in, and then she was ready to be carried to the table by Fric and Frac. “Alright boys what’s your pleaser?” Geppetto asked.
 Slappy said, “I tenderize her ass, so I want some rump roast.” The knife cut her though her right ass cheek like a hot knife though butter.
“I notice you tenderize it and it looks like you did a good job,” Geppetto said as he placed the meat on his plate. Now Fric, Frac, what would you like?” Fric said, “Drum stick with a foot.” Frac said he wanted a ham.
So the left leg disappeared of the girl and onto plates for them. The toys knew Geppetto want the cunt steak so that was why they took the other cuts. He cut the entire area off her including her colitis. It was quite juicy thanks to her cumming all the time. It had been a great idea putting the bead inside her. After he had finished the steak he decided on her tongue and eyes for dessert.
When they had finished and things were cleaned and put away. What was left of Becky went in Geppetto’s personal refrigerator for snaking on over the next week. The toy went up stairs to watch for more “lost” children.

                             THE END