Student Chef

Student Chef
 By
A. Cannibal

Tiffany sighed she was enrolled at a prominent cannibal chef’s school, even though it was a clandestine one. Her final assignment required her to take 3 children and cook them. Normally this wouldn’t be a problem, just slit their pretty little throats and roast them. But this time the chef put restrictions on her, the meat had to be alive when it started cooking. If that weren’t bad enough she had to also capture the meat. While she wasn’t particularly happy about this method, it was a lot of extra work. Tiffany argued with her professor/head chef. “Look you my best student. In a real restaurant you’ll cook at least 3 of them at the same time.” He said. Tiffany said, “I’m not arguing about cooking them alive. It’s just, where am I going to find three little kids to cook. I have no relatives under the age of 12.” He chuckled at the young woman saying, “If you were to say babysit three kids and bring them here that would work. This institute has contracts with many, many restaurants and individuals around the world. We will give a new identify and make sure you to the sent the country of your choice.” For the first time she smiled, “well there are 3 little meat packs, a pair of girls and a boy, running around my apartment building. They make my mouth water every time I see them. The only thing that kept me from snatching them up for a meal was threat of being caught.” The professor laughed, “Well now you have an excuse to get them. What do you think?” Tiffany laughed, “what I think is their parents would like a romantic night away their kids. All I need to offer my services as a babysitter them for the night.” He smiled now and said, “Alright then let’s set your final exam for Saturday. You may cook them as you see fit. Just a reminder they have to be alive to begin with. But you know that and I have confidence you’ll present the other judges with the best meal they’ve ever eaten.” She gave a hug to the old man and went back to her station to finish preparing leg of boy. Tiffany was 20 year old 5’ 6’’ platinum blond, who turned men’s heads where ever she went. She could have gone to modeling school, but her passion lie in cooking. Even as a child Tiffany had liked the idea of cooking and eating kids. She often played cooking games with the others. It wasn’t until her mid-teens that she found an obscure advertisement for a cannibal cooking school, which she enrolled in right out of high school. Now two years of hard work were about to payoff. On the drive home she thought about where she wanted to live and work. She thought perhaps Tahiti or perhaps Papua New Guinea. Tiffany arrived home and immediately looked for the meat. Two of them were sisters Olivia and Brianna. She saw them playing with their dolls outside their apartment. Tiffany had babysat them a few times before so she knew they’d like the idea. She stood there admiring the meat. The older girl Olivia she guessed that she 7 while her sister was around 5. Both had shoulder length blond hair and blue eyes with lots of baby fat. Then there was the boy he lived a few doors down. Nathan was his name. He was 4 years old with brown haired brown eyed. While Tiffany had never babysat him, she was sure she could his mom and dad into it. She wouldn’t eat them; chefs didn’t eat a client’s food. That’s not to say a chef could sample the meat, but they were not allowed to eat it. Tiffany sighed and went in to her apartment she would have to make do with samples off those three. That and she could sample them all she wanted before cooking their little bodies, which she planned on. The parents loved the idea of have a night out. So Friday night came the meat was delivered to Tiffany’s door. They were dressed in their pajamas. Neither Olivia’s animal pajamas nor Nathan’s army pants with dinosaur tee shirt showed much of their meat. Brianna however wore a short sleeping beauty nighty. It was short enough to give the chef an excellent view her fore shanks and ham hocks. Tiffany wanted to see more and would soon enough. Right now she had to figure out how to get them out of her apartment, down to the school and into holding pens. Tiffany came up with an idea step into the kitchen. She came out talking on her cell phone if it had rung. “I have to go to work for a while. I guess I’ll have to bring you along,” she told the children. She put little meat packs into her car and drove off never to return. Tiffany took the inside the school kitchen. She looked though a few papers for nothing. She came back to them asking, “Would you three like a cookie?” The children’s eyes lit up as they nodded. “Alright I don’t want any crumb on the floor so let me set all of you on the counter.” tiffany lifted each one, which allowing her to feel some of the meat on their bones. She gave them each one cookie while contemplating her next move. She had to get the clothing off of them but how with out panic. Tiffany said, “You want to play a game here? Its call cookout and it was my favorite game when I was your ages.” The question was meant an “eh” expression from all but Olivia. She asked, “How is it played? What do we do? Is it fun?” Tiffany was sure that if she got the older girl onboard with her plan the others would follow. She said, “I’ll play a cook and you three can be the meat. I’ll rub you all over with butter and that will feel real good. The only thing is you can’t have pajamas on when we do this.” Tiffany could see the little girl’s brain working analyzing what she had been told. Olivia said, “Alright we want to play. What do I do first?” She saw the other two kids nod their heads in agreement and smiled. “Ok Olivia all you have to do is sit there and I’ll do all the work. I take you over to the center island. There a mirror overhead and you can see what I’m doing. Now just play dead and I’ll take you over there.” She lifted 50 lbs of dead weight and laid her out on the table. “First of all I have to get you out of these things.” Before she could scream or protest Tiffany picked up a knife and slit Olivia’s pajama top off. “I have new pajamas for all of you,” Tiffany lied when the girl complained. Her bottoms were also cut off and thrown into the trash. That left the 7 year old lying there with only the smile on her face and pink undies covering Olivia’s bottom. That too ended up in the trash can. Tiffany took a minute to admire the girl. While not overweight the girl was plump. Olivia chest was still flat with rounded stomach. The plump legs led up to a pucker pussy. She proceeded to massage the meat with butter but in actuality was checking for tenderness. She finished and gave Olivia a playful slap on the bottom. She took the girl back to the others. “Your turn Nathan, play dead for me,” she told the boy meat. His Pajama’s were sliced away and join Olivia’s in the trash. She got a slight surprise when she cut away the briefs because the boy’s little cock was saluting her. Tiffany hoped he feel that way tomorrow at dinner, she would have to see about that. She buttered the boy paying particular attention to the cock and balls. By the end of his massage Tiffany was almost drooling. Then it was Brianna's turn to be massaged. The first thing Tiffany noticed after ridding the girl of her pajamas was how much she looked like her big sister. Brianna even felt the same when she buttered the young meat. A gasped came from the meat when Tiffany’s finger, full of butter, slid along her front crack. The children were all yawning when she put the last girl back on the counter. It was now past their bed times and Tiffany knew that she had to put them to bed. She came up with an idea pulled down three roasting pans. Heads of lettuce were placed at one end and Tiffany put the 3 sleeping kids into the pans using the lettuce as pillows. She rolled out pieces of dough and tucked it around each piece of meat as blanket. Tiffany chuckled to herself as she slid the meat into the ovens. All she had to do was turn them on and there would be child pies. She couldn’t do it though, because she was required to make three different dishes for her final exam. Tiffany wondered if the parents had arrived home yet. The parents had come home a few hours later they and found no children and a completely empty apartment. The school sent a team in to “cleanse” it. When the police investigated, but had bad news parents. They found out everything about the woman was false. Saturday morning she woke the children one at a time starting with Olivia. Tiffany wanted to stuff her pussy which meant the girl couldn’t be a virgin when she was cooked. That problem was taken care of with the back end of a carrot. Olivia screamed as the vegetable penetrated and ripped away her virginity. The pain diminished as Tiffany moved the carrot in and out of her young love box. Olivia became very relax as the chef loosened her up down there. Tiffany woke Nathan next. He would be going over the coals she decided, but only after a little play time. She rinsed him down before rapping her little lips around his little cock. Tiffany licked and suck on the member. Nathan’s cock responded to the oral stimulus by growing. She felt the little pecker twitching as if trying to cum, but alas he was too young for Tiffany to get anything like that out of Nathan. He was also too small to ride so she just put hand cuffs on him and Olivia so they would run off when they found out they were meat. That left little Brianna to deal with. Tiffany thought she’d make a wonderful stew. This way too the young girl wouldn’t need tenderizing; the water and wine would do that. She carried the still sleeping child/meat to a special table with a drain. Tiffany made the girl drain her bladder by running warm water over her. Brianna woke up embarrassed at first that she had wet herself. Then she was confused by the fact her hands were tied. “Are we still playing the cooking game?” Brianna asked. Smiling Tiffany lied to the future meal saying, “Sure we are. Now I have to wash your insides out. It’ll feel strange, but once it’s done you’ll feel so much better.” It took a lot longer then a normal before her bowels were empty. This was done so the meat wouldn’t panic. Brianna was scrubbed clean and placed in a big silver pot on the stove. The chef added water then poured a bottle wine in and turned the fire on underneath the pot. The stew meat was up to her shoulders in warm water as the chef went to the fridge and got some vegetables. “What are you doing to my sister?” asked Olivia. Tiffany said in a mater of fact tone, “making Brianna stew.” the chef began to cop carrots and adding them to the pot. Potatoes were peeled cubed and tossed in with the meat. Brianna complained, “I need to get out Tiffany. The water was is stating to get hot.”  Adding salt and pepper the chef said, “No you’re staying in there until the meat is tender enough that it falls off your bones.” Screams came from all three meat packs. “No I don’t like that. Let me out,” the 5 year old screamed as she struggled to free herself. Ignoring the protests tiffany went to the waiting meat. “Olivia I’m going to be nice and let you say goodbye to you little sister, before I put you in the oven to roast.” the girl cried out, “No! You can’t eat us, were people.” Plugging the hose in to her ass Tiffany said, “None of you are people. You’re all hairless goats and the meat that comes from hairless goats is delicious.” A screaming and struggling Olivia rear as well as the cunt were cleaned and filled with mushroom stuffing. The chef used a carrot to keep the stuffing in the ass in place.  The cunt stopper was a baby onion, which was appropriate since the meat wasn’t much more then a baby herself. After a threat from Tiffany, to break her arms and legs, Olivia allowed herself to be place in a roasting pan on her hands and knees. The meat was seasoned with sage and oregano. Tiffany hefted the meat over to the stove and placed her next to Brianna. She dipped a spoon into the steaming broth and sampled the stew. “Say you are good. I never got a chance to sample of you,” she said to the stew meat. A weak smile crossed the girl’s lips at that news. “Let her go! She a baby,” Olivia screamed. “And so are you my dear. Now I’ll let you say your goodbyes while I get the last piece of meat ready to cook,” Tiffany told them with an evil laugh at the end. She went over to the table where the piece of meat sat. “How dose BBQ boy sound to you or maybe I should call it BBQ Nathan?” Tiffany said. No don’t cook me! Don’t eat me!” he cried out. Ignoring the boy protests she inserted the hose and cleaned him out. Tiffany spread BBQ sauce over the boy meat. Nathan struggled most of the time except when the brush crossed he penis. Nathan stopped struggling, but his cock stilled twitch, in excitement. The boy meat began struggling again to when he was flipped face down and a cold metal pole was placed along his back. It didn’t take long before Nathan was over the artificial coals. Tiffany turned on the electric coil under the coals and he began to rotate automatically. She watched for a couple minutes to make sure he would BBQ properly before returning to the girls. The stew’s skin was a bright pink color by now and her head was starting to nod. Her sister lay a few feet away, in the roasting pan, trying to free herself so she could rescue Brianna. Tiffany stirred the pot and ladled some of the broth over Brianna. The cook used a spoon to take a sip of the stew. “Mmm your sister dose has great taste. Would you like a sample?” she asked holding the spoon out for Olivia to taste. The girl shook her and cursed at the chef, “I hope they kill you the same way you killing her.” With a chuckle Tiffany said, “There’s little chance of that happening. Now I hope you said your goodbyes, because I have to get you into the oven to cook.” The girl let out another streak as she was placed in the oven. When Tiffany turned the oven on and Olivia saw an orange glow. The meat also noticed the temperature begin to rise. Outside the chef tied Brianna’s head up so it wouldn’t drop into the pot, she had plans for that. The girl was only meat by the time she had completed tying the head in place. She noticed movement and out of the shadows came her professor. He up a spoon walked over to the pot. He stirred it and took a sip of the stew before saying, “delicious. Go about your cooking. I was just wanted to see what the meat look liked.” Tiffany grinned at the master chef saying “I told you they were mouth watering didn’t I?” With a chuckle the man said, “Yes you did and they are. Well I’ll leave to you finish your exam. Oh, I have a couple of first semesters coming in to serve the meal for you.” She was glad to hear that for she was a chef not a waitress. Tiffany smiled as she walked back over to the BBQ. “Let me go. I want my mommy,” the meat cried. The chef said, “No you’re staying for dinner. In fact you are the dinner.” The meat let out an ear splitting scream of “NO!” as splashed on more BBQ sauce. Tiffany walked back to the oven and checked on the meat. She still struggled to free herself. “It’s no use so stop trying to escape. Now except the fact piggy, you’re nothing but meat,” the chef said. A teary eyed Olivia replied, “I don’t want to be meat. Let me go I won’t tell anyone you cooked Brianna and Nathan.” basting the meat Tiffany said, “I know you won’t tell anyone, because when you come out of this oven you’re going onto a platter and then straight to the dining room table.” Olivia was shocked as she was shoved back into the oven. Rather then except her fate, Olivia the meat girl thrash about even more violently as her young body continued to cook. Outside Tiffany removed the meat formally known as Brianna from the pot and her meat was chopped into bite size pieces, which were tossed back into the stew. When she finished the chef went back to the BBQ pit. Nathan wasn’t there anymore only boy meat turning slowly. Tiffany shoved his tongue back inside his mouth. An apple was shoved into his mouth and twisted locking it in place. After more BBQ sauce was applied the meat was lowered closer to the coals. Back at the oven Olivia was pulled from the oven for basting. She was barely conscious now and Tiffany knew she had little time left before turning from girl to meat. “Here you go piggy a shinny apple for you,” the chef said cramming the fruit into her mouth. Olivia offered little resistance having no strength left. Olivia lasted less then ten minutes before joining her sister in oblivion. As the meat cooked Tiffany decorated the platter the meat would lie on when served. For the barbequed boy she laid out a bed of white rice. For the girl roast lettuce was spread over the shinny metal. Brianna’s pretty head was set on a small platter with peas forming a green necklace. It would make a wonderful center piece for the table. She used cinnamon to give the pale head color and pomegranate to redden the lips. Tiffany even gave it a smile like she enjoyed being cooked. The eyes were open as if she was watching them eat. Tiffany watched the 10 judges and their wives devour the meal by peeking though the door. She couldn’t hear what was said, but it was evident by the way the meat disappeared that they liked her final exam. After the dishes had been cleared Tiffany was called into the room. “Our complements to the chef, for this excellent dinner you provided us. You may now call yourself a cannibal chef,” her professor said. Tiffany received a round of applause from the diners. She started back for the kitchen but a man and woman stopped her. “That was the best tasting child meat we’ve ever had. I’d like to hire you to work as our personal chef at our villa in the south of France,” the man said. Her eye widen in surprise. Tiffany smiled and nodded France was nice and the only reason she wanted the south Pacific was that where the restaurants were. The old professor chuckled to himself. Tiffany was too good for a restaurant and he hoped that she’d accept Dupree’s offer. That was the reason for inviting them. So he was not surprised when his best student told about her new job.

THE END