Dana's Photo Shoot

Dana’s Photo Shoot
                                               By
                                       A Cannibal

It was a late Saturday afternoon when a big fat man came into restaurant He wore a white panama hat and suit and even white cowboy boots. Also with him was a young girl around the age of 10 or 11 with blond hair and blue eyes in jeans and a tee shirt.
  June was the owner of the restaurant but today she had to play waitress also because the normal girl whose job it was had quit. When she brought water and menus to the table, He ordered a burger and soda for the girl and nothing for himself.
  When the food came he asked, “Is the owner or manager here today?”
  June was wary at telling them she was the owner. If she was the manager she could always claim the owner had to do that.
  “I’m the manager sir, how can I help you.”
 He smiled at her saying, “I would like to talk to you for a moment in your office. I’ll be right back Sofia.”
 June replied if it’s about advertising then you need to talk to the owner.”
  He rose from the table saying, “Nothing like that my dear. Come let us talk in your office.”
  They walked into the office and he immediately sat down, panting from the exercise.
 “You saw the young lady I came in with. Well I would like to have her roasted and served to me tomorrow sometime.” June’s jaw dropped and she stare at the man. Finally she said, “You really want to do that? You’re serious that you want me to roast and then serve that little girl to you on a silver platter?”
 He gave a deep chuckle as he answered, “Yes that’s it exactly. Of course I would composite you for your trouble.” He whipped out a wad of bills and peeled off 10 of them and handed to her. She looked at the money and smiled at the ten one hundred bills in her hand. “I think that can be arranged. Pardon me for a moment while I get my cook in here.”
 She walked back toward the kitchen stopping for a moment in another room to deposit the money into a safe. As June put it in the safe she looked at it again they went 100’s they were 1,000s. At the moment there was no one in the restaurant so Joel her cook wasn’t doing anything.
 “Come with me I need your expertise as a cook,” June said.
  The situation was explained once more. Joel rubbed his chin saying, “I never cooked a person before, but it shouldn’t be that hard. Alright if you’ll bring her to the back to the kitchen I slit the throat and clean her out.”
 The man looked horrified as he said, “No, no, no.  You must cook her alive and also cook her very slowly at first. It brings out the flavor that way.” Both June and Joel were shocked but June wasn’t going to let ten grand walk out the door.
 “Alright sir we can do it that way. Joel, how long will it take to cook her?” she asked.
 Joel pondered this for a bit before answering, “I not sure, I’d really need to see the meat before I could tell.”
June said, “She’s out there eating if you want to take a peek.” He came back a few minutes later with a smile and said, “Approximately 6 hours to cook that cute thing. I’ll need a ½ hour to clean her out. Call it 7 hours from the time she walks into the kitchen ‘till she laid out in front of you.”
 He gave another of his deep chuckles saying, “ah very good. I would like to dine on her at approximately 6 pm tomorrow.  You may take her now if you wish to…” he spread his hands in a gesturer that meant anything goes.
 June and Joel both knew what he meant. He smiled at his boss who said, “If the kitchen is clean you may take home. Just make sure she back in time to be served to- I didn’t get your name sir.”
He said, “Oh pardon me. My name Thurston Howell III.” June look at Joel who shrugged.
She said, “Ok um Mr. Howell we will see you tomorrow evening.”
 With that Mr. Howell move his tremendous bulk out of his chair and they returned to the dining area. He stopped by the girl telling her, “Sofia, I’m going to leave you with this man. He will take care of you from now on.”
 She looked up at Joel and smiled and asked him, “Are you going to cook me?”
 That question shocked two of them. “What do you mean? Do you want to be cooked?”
 Sofia grinned and nodded her head explaining, “Yes, more than anything. When will I be cooked?”
  It was Thurston Howell III who answered form his chair he had reoccupied, “You will be placed in front of me tomorrow night for my dining pleaser.”
  The girl squealed in delight at the news, “can I see the oven?”
  Laughing Joel said, “Sure I’ll show it to you from the inside.”  Sofia squealed in delight once again as the two of them went off to the kitchen.
 Mr. Howell said, “I wonder if you could let the owner know that I’d be interested in buying this place. You could stay on as manger of course and run it. Also if the cook ends up doing a good job on Sofia, he can stay too.” June smiled she’d have to give this some thought.
  She said, “I’ll tell the owner and let you know.”
 In the kitchen Joel was playing with the food. He helped her undress starting with her blouse and training bra. This reviled a pair of small cone shaped breasts.
She slid out of her skirt and panties and eyeing the oven with anticipation.
Joel said, “whoa there little lady let me get a look at you first. Besides you’re not going to cook for real until tomorrow.”
 She pleaded, “Please sir I’m not sure I can wait much longer to be roasted,”
Joel said, “I know little one but he wants you fresh from the oven. Now hold still I want to look down here. Then I let you lay in the oven for a bit.”
 Joel slid his hand in-between her legs and felt moister. Sofia’s pussy wasn’t damp, it was sopping wet with anticipation of going into the oven.
 “If you sit here for a few minutes and let me do something to you then I let you lay in the oven,” Joel said as he put her on the counter.
Sofia was panting heavily as he licked her pussy. Partly because of him licking her, but mostly it was that she would get to lie in the oven. Joel found her very tasty and lapped up all her juices.
Wiping his face he asked the girl, “ready for the oven sweet meat?”
Sofia smiled and jumped off the counter and nearly fell to the ground. Her legs were rather wobbly after being eaten out.
  Joel picked up the meat and threw her over his shoulder telling her, “Let me help you into the oven meat girl.”
 Sofia giggled at being called a meat girl, because that’s what considered herself.
He opened the oven and swung the meat around so she could crawl inside. Once inside she turn onto her back and shivered, because this is what she want this more than anything in her young life.
“Would you shut the door turn the oven on so I can cook,” she pleaded. Joel explained, “No I told you can’t cook until tomorrow. If you promise to do everything I want tonight I will let you feel what it’s like to cook, but just a little.”
 She nodded and gasped out a plea, “I do anything you want later. I have to know how it feels to be a roasting piglet.”
 Joel shut the door and turned the heat on to the lowest setting. He watched as the girl twisted and turned. There were also muffled moans of pleasure coming from the oven. He let her stay there in there five minutes before pulling the reluctant girl out.
 “No leave me alone I have haven’t finished cooking,” she cried.
 Joel told her, “The next time you go inside the oven you won’t be coming out until you’re fully cooked. Now then you’ll come home with me and tomorrow I’ll bring you back for dinner.”
 She smiled as he walked her naked in to the dining area. Mr. Howell had left and June sat there drink coffee and thinking. June noticed them as they headed toward her.
 “So I heard you like ovens. Well tomorrow you’ll get to see the inner working of it,” she said.
 The girl squealed with delight then ran over and hugged June.  This was not the reaction she expected, but it must mean this girl was looking forward to roasting.
“Go home Joel and take the girl, um meat, toy, what ever she is with you. Just make sure you get her back in time to cook,” June said.
  It was Sofia who answered, “I’m a meat girl and I will make sure I come back here tomorrow morning.”
 After a short drive they ended up at Joel’s home where he took the girl directly to his bedroom. She climbed on to the bed while he quickly striped and climbed in next to her.
 Sofia knew exactly what was expected of her. She jumped on to him stretched herself out taking his cock inside her mouth. When Sofia had stretched out on Joel her pussy line up perfectly with his mouth. They licked and suck each other to orgasms.
  After a short rest he asked, “Ready to go again?” Nodding she went for his cock once more.
Joel stopped her saying, “no not that way this time. Get on your back.” With a giggle Sofia complied. She wasn’t a novice when it came to sex, even though she was just a young girl.
 She took his entire shaft into her with out any problems. Joel wasn’t surprised by that, but was by how she reacted to being fuck.
She wrapped her legs around his back holding him tight and pick up his rhythm. Joel’s girl friends weren’t half as good as this child was.
After they had both cum again he thought and hoped that June would make this a permanent part of the menu. He could take the meat home the night before and enjoy it, the next day cook it and surly there would be a few virgins in the mix.
 Sofia woke him early in the morning by sucking on him. After he had cum he said, “Ok you’ve had your breakfast now I want mine.”
 He slid his head between her legs and she began to sing after only few licks. After breakfast they showered and drove back to the diner.
June was there waiting for them. “How about it meat you ready to roast?” she asked.
 Sofia smiled saying, “yes ma’am I’m clean inside and out.”
 June laughed saying, “Alright then you two off to the kitchen you got a dinner to prepare.”
 The meat squealed in delight when Joel scooped her off her feet and head to the kitchen. Placing her on the counter he said, “Where to begin. I guess the fist thing is to butter that cute ass of yours. Not to worry, the rest of you will get buttered too.”
 Smiling the meat said, “Front side first please.”
  Sofia stretched out allowing him to apply the butter. She had orgasm about half way during the buttering. When he’d finished buttering the meat Joel gave her a light on the bottom,
 “That’s done. Now let get you in the roasting pan do you can start roasting.”
 She let out another squeal of delight as he picked up the roasting pan and showed it to her. Joel helped the meat to slide into the pan. He brought cooking twine over to tie the meat. Shaking her head no she pleaded, “Don’t tie me up. I promise I won’t try to escape.”
  Joel put down the twine open the oven then slid the meat into it. He noticed the meats fingers were already becoming busy as the oven door closed. Sofia was sliding them in and out of her pussy, even though she didn’t need to, to bring on an orgasm.
 June walked back to see how things were going. Joel was pealing potatoes so she peeked though the oven window saw that inside the meat was fingering herself to yet another orgasm.
 “I wonder if they all do that,” June mused.
Joel laughed, “I’ve been wondering that too. Why don’t we ask? I’ve got to baste her anyway.”
 He open the oven pulled her out and painted her with more butter. The meat skin had turned a bright pink already.
June asked the question, “I see you’re enjoying yourself. But we have a question for you. Do all girls get themselves off like you?”
With a little giggle she answered, “I’m making gravy. I think so, but I’m not sure, I’ve never seen anyone else cooked.”
The meat was shoved back inside the oven.
“Gravy huh, well then she definitely got good gravy,” Joel said. Excusing herself June said,
 “Yea I bet she dose. Well I’ve got go make some gravy myself.”
Laughing Joel said, “I guess seeing children roast can make anyone horny.” By the time he had the potatoes peeled it was time to check on the meat. She was gasping for air and her fingers were still working to produce girl gravy.
 Joel said “Wow you seem to be your starting to get brown. You smell delicious by the way.”
 She tried to answer but couldn’t because her larynx had cooked. He baste the meat threw in the potatoes then she found herself back in the oven to her delight.
 She had what would be her last orgasm five minutes later. When he didn’t here any moaning coming from the oven he knew there was no girl in there, only meat.
 Mr. Howell showed up precisely on time for dinner. The meat was brought out to him on a silver platter lying face up on a bed of lettuce. Her hands had been laid to her sides. A smile was still on her face and the blue eyes starred up at the ceiling.
 She had been decorated with pineapple rings from belly to her tits. “Excellently done, I all most hate to destroy this work of art. However I will start with a breast some potatoes and I hope there lots of girl gravy to go along.”
 June got the idea and sliced the right tit off. He bit into it the meat and proclaimed it delicious. Next he ordered the “cunt steak.”
 June thought this over a few seconds before realizing it was the vagina he wanted off the girl. After devouring this selection he ordered the next piece, “rump roast.” That was easy one to figure out.
 For dessert Mr. Howell ate her two blue orbs. By the time he finish there was half of the former girl was gone. Now June knew why the man was so large. He pulled a large cigar wishing he had a brandy to go along with it. “Excellent meal madam if the owner sells this place to me I would like to turn it into a private club. We of course would be serving these types of meals,” he said as puffed on the cigar.
 June smiled thinking that idea had possibilities. “I’ll let the owner know. Where can I have her reach you?” June asked.
 He replied “I’ll be back tomorrow to pick up the leftovers, I’ll contact you then.” We got up and waddled out of the restaurant.
 Joel had followed their conversation from the back. He asked, “so you going to sell?”
June said, “you know I just might.” she decided that to sell only half the business by to next day.
  Inside 2 months the club was set to open. Multiple people size ovens had been installed. Out front the glass door with a wooden door and the window had one-way glass.
  During the renovation Joel had been sent to cannibal chief school while June had supervised the renovation. It had a south pacific look to it.
“We’ll need menus for the club.” June said to Mr. Howell one day.
He gave a deep chuckle, “yes quite right, a children’s menu. I have a photographer we can use all we need is a model.  Unfortunately I don’t have any girls at the moment.”
 June licked her lips before saying, “My daughter Dana is 9, we could use her. I don’t want her cooked though.”
 Mr. Howell thought about this before answering, “Alright we won’t cook her. Not unless I’m given your permission. But of course we will need shots of her naked.”
  Smiling June said, “Of course.”
 That night she told Dana about the photo shoot and her daughter became very excited. “When can I do it?” Laughing at her excitement June said, “Would tomorrow morning be too soon?”
  The next morning June helped her daughter select the clothes for the photo shoot. She wanted just jeans and a loose tee shirt but she was convinced her to where shorts and a tank top. She wanted as much skin to show as possible.
 That done they went down to the club. Mr. Howell and the photographer were already there waiting for them. After introductions the owners sat back and watch as the photographer had Dana do a few poses. He did a quick inventory of her curly red hair and green eyes. He noticed the beginnings of a bust. Long lushes legs ran up to her rounded butt.
He hoped to have a taste of her when they cooked her. “Here hold this above your head and cheer,” the photographer said handing her a pink tee shirt.
On it was a plate with a girl’s head poking out the side. The message said “hungry for girls” and was printed across the plate. Dana thought that was a funny saying but shrugged because she liked to pose for the camera. The photographer took a few shots of her jumping and cheering then glanced at the owners.
 Mr. Howell whispered to June who smiled and nodded to photographer. He said, “Alright take your top off.” Dana’s grin turned into a frown and her head shook no.
 “Mom he wants me to strip,” she complained.
 June gave her daughter a pleasant smiled, “I know dear and I agreed that you should be naked. Now please do as he says and take you top off.” The camera captured a pair of double A tits as she complied.
 “Thank you now I need you to remove the rest of your clothing.”
A horrified look crossed her face taking her top of in front of everyone had been embarrassing enough. She looked at her mother for salvation.
None came from her as she said, “if you need help darling I’m sure Fred there wouldn’t mind helping you.” Fred put his camera down and grabbed Dana his hands crossing her chest. “Let go I‘ll do it myself,” she screamed.
 He released her and picked up his camera. Dana reluctantly pealed off the rest of her clothing.
The camera clicked off tight shots of her pussy then had her turn around for rear shots. He finished up the photo shoot and looked to the owners.
“That’s it I’ll have pictures for you to look at later today,” Fred told them.
Before either could answer, Dana said in a miffed tone, “Can I get dressed now?” her mother answered,
 “Yes go to the bathroom and dress.” She scooped up her clothes and ran off.
Three pairs of eyes followed her out of the room. Fred smiled saying, “I wouldn’t mind having her cute little bottom on my plate.”
Mr. Howell chuckled, “she’d make a fine addition to any menu.”
In a thoughtful voice June said, “If you all feel that way I may just have to have her cooked eventually. I hate to admit it but I’ve been having disturbing thoughts about my daughter roasting.”
 They open the club later that month with most of the members present. The menus had the picture of Dana holding the shirt. Inside though were the tight shots of her various body parts. June had brought her daughter in early that morning.
 She showed Dana the kitchen. Joel was there working on greasing four large roasting pans. There were three naked girls, all around her age, sitting on the counter watching him. “Are you her to be cooked too?” one of the girls asked.
 “What? No I not here to be cooked, am I mom?” Dana wanted to know.
 Her mother standing behind Dana now grabbed and held her tight. “Yes you are,” June said.
 Dana began screaming and struggling as Joel came toward her with rope. “I’m your daughter you can’t cook me,” she complained.
 Mom laughed, “You’re right I can’t cook you and I won’t however Joel can and will.”
 She was now crying as she asked, “Why are you doing this to me?”
 With a sigh June explained, “If you were a better student in school got A’s instead of all D’s you wouldn’t be going into an oven soon. But the way you were going you were in danger of flunking out of elementary school. Go ahead and take care of her Joel.”
He nodded and took Dana whose hands were now bound and placed her with the other three.
“Would you three help me out by buttering each other? I’ve got to get this one undressed and cleaned before she joins you girls.” Joel held on to Dana’s legs and reached for a knife and cut away her clothing. Next she was drag over to a sink where the meat’s bowels were clean out. That took some of the fight out of her, but not all.
  She was still screaming but the thrashing about had died off. “I wish your mother had let me know earlier that you were going to be cooked. Now I don’t have time to properly tenderize you,” Joel said.
One of the other girls, now completely coated in butter said, “I’ll make sure she makes lots of gravy.” That solved one of his problems he only had three ovens so two of them would have to cook together.
Joel nodded and told Dana, “Here that meat, Cindy will make sure you’re nice and juicy when you served.”
 She didn’t know what to make of that, but Dana was sure she wasn’t going to like it. Joel was getting tired of all her screaming. When Dana was buttered she screamed. She screamed when she was placed in the roasting pan. But all of the sudden she stopped as Cindy positioned her pussy in front Dana’s mouth and lean down to hers and began to lick.
Dana stiffened at first as the girl violated her. Soon though she relaxed and enjoyed the sensation and began returning the favor.
  Dana never knew she was placed in the oven and baked until near the end. That was when her mother looked in on her. They were pulled out basted by Joel and then June said, “Mmm you smell so good. I’m sure you’ll taste good to.”
 She gave a little giggle before adding, “Well I’ll taste you later. Goodbye honey.”
Dana heard the words but they didn’t fully register in her partially cooked brain. June watched as her daughter went form being her little girl to being meat for a cannibal club.
She felt a little sad at that, but she had convinced herself that it was for the best. June called the photographer and asked if he could bring his camera with him when he came to the club.
She wanted more pictures of her daughter, roasted this time, for her own collection.
He came a half hour earlier than the others and photographed Dana for the last time. He got shots of her in the roasting pan, on a platter surrounded by potatoes. The last shot was of her with a juicy red apple in her mouth and mother holding a knife to her daughter pussy.
 June watch as the members arrived with their “dates,” all whom seemed to be preteen girls. All the members were given numbers and a menu so there would be no fighting as to who got what cut. In back the four preteen girls now lay on separate platters. Eight waiters brought the meat out and paraded the meat around the room before setting them on the counter for carving. June assumed that the members had brought their “dates” with them so they could see their future, which was to become roasts.

 They seem to like the idea as the meat came their as their little hands disappeared under their dresses when the meat came by them. June had first choice because she had cooked her daughter. She had heard that pussy was one of the best cuts. She took her daughter’s cunt filet along with a few potatoes and gravy to a table. As she ate her tasty dinner she watched the members get their meat. When their turn came they sent their “dates” up for the food. When the evening was done she was amazed to see what Dana looked like. There was almost nothing left of her daughter. Even her head had been opened and her brain scooped out.
 She found Mr. Howell who told her, “Marvelous dinner and your daughter was the hit of the party. Do you have any more at home like her?”
June blushed saying, “she was good wasn’t she and no she was an only child.”
Smiling he said, “Too bad anyway this one here is Mary. What does it look like for Thursday?” Laughing June said, “Owner’s prerogative if you want Thursday then Thursday it is.”

                                              THE END