A slut will eat anything when she's hungry

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Final warning: This story contains extremely graphic content, including scenes of ice love (murder) and cannibalism. Young adults should proceed with caution! Please ensure you have sufficient psychological resilience or an interest in this genre before scrolling down!

The birds outside the window chirped incessantly, waking Tang Meier from her sweet dream. Slightly opening her eyes, she saw her son, Sun Cheng's, young and healthy body. His

semi-erect penis was still swollen and inserted into her slightly burning, aching vagina. Last night's vaginal fluids and semen had dried, forming a hard lump on her labia, gluing their pubic hair together. This kid… he was really crazy last night…

She gazed at her son's young face, his sharply defined features tinged with tenderness. If only she could be her son's woman forever… he loved her so much. Thinking of Sun Cheng's passion, Tang Meier felt a pang of sorrow welling up inside her.

Unfortunately, today was her last day as a woman. Tang Meier reached out and gently stroked Sun Cheng's cheek. His young eyes immediately trembled, and soon his warm gaze met Tang Meier's. The young man smiled habitually, "Mom."

"Xiao Cheng..." Tang Meier looked tenderly at her son, a faint blush rising on her face. Sun Cheng looked at his mother's charming face and couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her beautiful lips.

The spring morning was languid yet somewhat restless. Mother and son embraced tightly on the bed, their deep gazes enough to make Sun Cheng's penis erect once more inside Tang Meier's vagina. Xiao Cheng's sex drive is really strong... Ever since his sister was killed, he's been tormenting me. Now I'm going to be killed too, who will satisfy him then?

Tang Meier was slightly worried, but Sun Cheng didn't give her a chance to think further. Instead, he reached out and grasped her full breasts, gently kneading them.

"Xiao Cheng..." Tang Meier breathed softly, a thin mist clouding her beautiful eyes. Sun Cheng caressed her soft breasts while suckling a bright red nipple, murmuring indistinctly, "Mom... your breasts are so good... I really can't bear to let anyone else have them..." "Ugh... I can't help it... Cheng..." Tang Meier stretched out her fair neck, trembling as she gripped her son's shoulders tightly.

"For this lousy job... I've already sold my sister... now I have to sell my mother too, I really can't bear it..." Sun Cheng released his mother's nipple, his hot lips beginning to roam over Tang Meier's soft neck and shoulders.

"It's okay... who told us to be poor? If you can get a permanent position, Mom and my sister won't have to worry anymore..." The tingling sensation stimulated Tang Meier, causing her to hug Sun Cheng even tighter, her two fair legs tense, her beautiful insteps stretched straight forward.

"But I still can't bear it... Mom, I was sad for a long time after my sister was slaughtered, but thankfully you comforted me. Now, if Mom is slaughtered too, I don't know what I'll do..." Sun Cheng gently pinched Tang Meier's crystal-clear nipples while slowly thrusting.

"Mom knows... but life is so hard now... the unemployment rate is high... you finally got a civil service job, if you can get a permanent position, you won't have to worry for the rest of your life... so Mom and my sister are willing..." The hot penis slowly brought waves of electric-like pleasure to Tang Meier's tender vagina, and Tang Meier began to thrust her vulva, welcoming her son's passionate thrusts.

"Mom... your pussy feels so good to fuck... I wonder who's going to eat it up..." Sun Cheng increased his speed while groaning and nibbling at Tang Meier's smooth face.

"If you can get a civil service job, you'll have no shortage of women in the future... if Mom's pussy is gone, it's gone..." Tang Meier also increased the speed of her thrusting.

"Mmm... Mom... So good... Ugh—" Sun Cheng quickly ejaculated hot semen into Tang Meier's vagina. Washed by the hot flow, Tang Meier also convulsed and reached orgasm.

"Mom... Mom... It feels so good to ejaculate inside your little hole... What will we do after this—" Sun Cheng breathed heavily, collapsing softly onto Tang Meier's soft body.

"It's okay... If Mom's body can sell for 100,000... you can keep Mom's head to make a blowjob... Mom can give you blowjobs every day... and let you ejaculate in Mom's mouth... just like my sister..." The mother and son couldn't help but look at the bedside table at the same time. Sun Cheng's sister, Sun Fei's beautiful head was quietly placed there. It had been plastinated, and her pure and lovely face had a seductive smile, with her rosy lips slightly open. Even her large, clear eyes seemed to shimmer with a watery, alluring beauty, as if still brimming with the throes of pleasure. Sun Cheng couldn't help but recall his sister's delicate, pale body convulsing after she was beheaded during her climax.

For the next two or three months, almost every day, Sun Cheng would hold his sister's adorable head and perform oral sex on himself, then ejaculate his hot semen into her little mouth. His mother always cleaned and cared for him… Now his mother was going to become his oral sex machine; he'd have to do those things himself from now on… "Mom… I still can't bear to…" Sun Cheng lingered, still holding Tang Meier's soft, cotton-like body after her climax, gently kissing her cherry lips.

"Silly child… stop being so wishy-washy… Get up, go to the Spring Light Pavilion early, don't be late." Tang Meier smiled and reached out to push him away. Only then did Sun Cheng reluctantly stand up, pouting as he went into the bathroom to shower.

After they both finished washing, Sun Cheng put on his clothes, while Tang Meier, naked, had a small clip on one of her nipples, from which hung a tiny metal tag. This was the "edible certificate" they had just received. Wearing this tag meant that Tang Meier was no longer a person, but a piece of livestock.

"Have you brought all your documents? Health certificate, edible certificate, voluntary sacrifice certificate, household registration destruction certificate…" Standing at the door, Tang Meier looked longingly at her room, feeling a pang of reluctance. After this departure, only her head would return… She should take one last look.

"I've got them… Mom… I…" Sun Cheng's voice choked, his eyes slightly red as he looked at Tang Meier, seemingly wanting to give up.

No more dawdling… Tang Meier smiled and said, "What's wrong? Let's go, Xiao Cheng, don't be late." With that, she resolutely closed the door, and the two walked together towards the bus stop outside the neighborhood.

Although naked animals often walked the streets to be slaughtered, Tang Meier's beautiful body still attracted many glances; after all, such a perfect figure was rare. Some gazes were filled with pity—was such a beautiful woman going to be eaten too? Some with desire—most people wouldn't have the chance to make love to such a sexy woman. Some were mocking—so what if she's beautiful? She'd still be eaten if she wasn't as rich as me.

Tang Meier felt shy yet proud; this was the first and last time she would walk naked in the street. Look, look a little more. Today, my body will turn from woman into flesh. No one will be able to penetrate my little hole anymore…

By the time she boarded the bus, Tang Meier's little hole was already soaking wet with shyness and excitement. Two clear streams of vaginal fluid slowly flowed down her pinkish-white inner thighs. Tang Meier bit her red lips, enduring the complex gazes of those around her. A lewd, fat man leered at the nameplate hanging from her nipple, "Going to Chun Guang Lou, huh? Hey, I think you should just sell her to me... My son's turning eighteen next week, I want to slaughter a woman for him to eat..."

Sun Cheng and Tang Meier exchanged a glance. Tang Meier didn't look at the fat man, but chuckled, "I don't want to be illegally slaughtered... Besides, I want to keep my head for my son..." "Oh." The fat man sighed and didn't say anything more. After all, only Chun Guang Lou in the whole city had the legal slaughtering qualifications, and only Chun Guang Lou could process the woman's head after slaughter.

The last experience of riding the bus quickly came to an end. After getting off the bus, just around the corner was a magnificent restaurant, with three large, blood-red characters "Chun Guang Lou" standing on the entrance. People were already queuing on both sides of the entrance.

One queue was very long; glancing at it, Tang Meier saw "bc" written on a small door leading to it, and immediately understood that it was a purchase point for B-grade and C-grade livestock. Another window was labeled "sa," and only two or three couples were standing at the door.

Tang Meier's edible certificate had already identified her as a Grade A meat animal. If she hadn't given birth, she should have been Grade S. They walked behind the three couples and began to wait quietly. The small door wasn't open yet, and the spring morning was slightly chilly for the naked meat animals. Tang Meier involuntarily hugged her shoulders. Sun Cheng immediately noticed his mother's discomfort and opened his arms to pull her into his embrace.

"Really... it's already 9:30, and they still haven't opened the door..." Tang Meier muttered.

"That's how monopolies are..." Sun Cheng tried to hold Tang Meier tighter, trying to keep her warm.

Suddenly feeling a little sad, the two fell silent. At this moment, a couple in front of them caught their attention. The woman with waist-length, black hair, like a waterfall, lowered her head, her voice choked with sobs: "Arong, please don't sell me... I can't bear to part with you."

"Shut up," the young man beside her shouted impatiently. "I'm about to graduate from university, what use are you to me?" "

I can still continue prostituting myself... I can earn some money every month, look, enough to support your university education... It'll be good to have some money to help you when you first enter the workforce... If you have trouble finding a job, I can help you a little." The woman's voice carried a faint sadness.

"Shut up. How much money can you earn by prostituting yourself? These days, which rich person doesn't keep several sex slaves at home? Who would want to patronize a slut like you? Those who patronize you are all poor migrant workers, I might as well just sell you off all at once." The man's voice grew increasingly impatient.

"I'm not slutty... If it weren't for supporting your education, I wouldn't have become a prostitute." The woman sobbed.

"Yes, yes. Now that I've finished reading, you should die, right?" "If I die, who will have sex with you—Arong…"

"I can find women! You don't need to worry about it!"

"Waaaaah…" The woman cried even more bitterly: "Then don't sell my head too, okay?

Let my head keep you company, okay?"

"I only want money! I only want money! I'm already tired of your mouth!" "Waaaaah…" The woman lowered her head and cried desperately, her bare, smooth back trembling with each sob. Sun Cheng couldn't bear to look at her and coldly said, "You're so young, and you're not in dire need of money, why would you sell your sister?"

"What's it to you?" The young man turned around and looked at Sun Cheng angrily. Tang Meier then saw his face; he was thin and pale. His clothes were also very worn, showing that he had always lived a life of poverty. The young man looked at Sun Cheng cynically and sneered, "Aren't you selling your woman too? What right do you have to criticize me? I'm not fucking poor anymore! Why do so many people eat meat every day, while I can only eat vegetables? Why do all those people have smartphones, while I can only use public phones? Why do those people not study but can get degrees by paying money, while I study hard but get bullied by teachers because I can't afford to bribe them?" Sun Cheng was stunned. The young man let out a chilling laugh: "Sell her for a hundred thousand or so, and I can get a new outfit... Damn, who fucking wants to be looked down upon every day?" For a moment, the air seemed to freeze, leaving only the young woman's soft sobs. Sun Cheng was speechless, stunned for a long time. Just as he was about to say something, Tang Meier tugged at his sleeve. Turning his head, he saw his mother's pleading eyes, begging him not to argue. Sun Cheng's heart softened, he shook his head, and sighed.

"Ah Rong..."

"Alright, alright, I'll do it with you one more time." The young man coldly turned around, grabbed his sister's shoulders and pushed her against the wall, making her bend over with her buttocks sticking out. He pulled down his pants, casually stroked his penis, and then roughly inserted it into the woman's body.

"Mmm..." The woman leaned against the wall, desperately tilting her head back, her waterfall-like long hair swaying gently between her silky waist and back.

"Sister, I'm not saying this to criticize you... but your cunt is so loose, there really aren't many people willing to fuck you anymore. It's hard to say whether anyone even wants to eat you." The young man mocked the woman in front of him while lazily thrusting.

"Ah Rong... I'm about to die, why are you still humiliating me like this?" So neither of them spoke again, only the slapping sound of flesh colliding remained. Sun Cheng couldn't bear to watch any longer, turned back and tightly hugged Tang Meier, gently kissing her soft hair.

"Come sell your flesh, let's begin." With a lazy voice, the window opened. A weary middle-aged man yawned, his face expressionless as he glanced at the four couples.

The first couple stepped forward, and the weary man asked listlessly, "Are you willing to be livestock?" "Yes." A pure voice rang out. Sun Cheng couldn't help but look up, only then seeing a young, slender figure for the first time—a girl who had just finished puberty.

"Grade A... let me check." The middle-aged man casually pinched the girl's breast, nodded, then mechanically inserted a finger into her lower body, poking around inside her for a bit, before pulling it out and pulling out a large stamp: "Put your butt out."

The girl crisply replied, "Yes," and turned around. Sun Cheng saw her face clearly for the first time—a small face with delicate features. While not exactly beautiful or stunning, her pure and adorable nature was truly captivating. *

Slap. Slap.* The middle-aged man stamped two marks on the little girl's pert buttocks. The little girl stood up straight, turned to face the man beside her, and smiled, "Alright, brother, I'm leaving." "Xiao Qian..." The man was dark and haggard. He reached out his large hands and gently stroked the little girl's short hair, choking back tears.

"Brother, don't be sad. Xiao Qian has wanted to be a slave for a long time. Brother, do you know that every time Xiao Qian sucks on you, she fantasizes about cutting off her little head and then holding it in your arms and fucking it..." The little girl raised her small but tender eyes and smiled.

"Xiao Qian, don't lie to me. I know you don't want to..." The man was already sobbing uncontrollably. His hands had large knuckles covered in thick calluses, but the way he stroked his sister's cheek was so gentle.

"Brother..." The little girl couldn't hide her tears any longer, but she still forced a smile: "Xiaoqian is willing. If you sell Xiaoqian, you can pay that person back the money. With the money, you won't go to jail. Xiaoqian is very happy." "Xiaoqian, I'm sorry... I'm sorry, it's all my fault. How could I have hit a BMW... I'm just a taxi driver... How could I dare to hit a BMW... Xiaoqian..." The man burst into tears, tightly hugging his sister's naked body, his broad shoulders trembling with each sob.

"Brother... Xiaoqian is very happy... Xiaoqian is A-grade, the money from selling her body will be enough. Brother, you must keep Xiaoqian's head safe... After I die, you must bury Xiaoqian's head with me, okay?" The little girl forced a smile to comfort the grieving man, holding back her tears.

"Okay, okay—Xiaoqian, I promise you'll stay with me forever." "Pinky promise, I'll never lie." The little girl smiled and held out her hand. The man, tears streaming down his face, pinky-pinched with his sister. The seemingly still-sleepy staff member took out a piece of paper: "Alright... the animal can go in by itself. You, take this to collect your check tomorrow, and come back in three days to collect the animal's head." The little girl, her face streaked with tears but still smiling, stood by the door, turned back to look at her brother one last time, and disappeared around the corner, naked. The man clutched the thin piece of paper, finally unable to hold back, and squatted in the corner, wailing loudly.

"Next." The still-sleepy middle-aged man remained languid; he had seen too many scenes like this before, and was unmoved. The second couple approached his desk, but they seemed mismatched. The man's hair was completely white, while the woman was in her prime. Suddenly, the man grabbed the beautiful young woman's wrist: "Fang'er, forget it, it's not worth it..."

"Dad, it's worth it. I won't go, Ming will be executed." The young woman somewhat embarrassedly pulled her fair wrist away from the old man's grasp, lowering her head and speaking softly.

"That brat, let him be executed... he's an incorrigible man, it's no pity." The old man trembled, his voice bitter and helpless.

"Dad, you can't say that. If Ming hadn't been protecting me, he wouldn't have rushed out and stabbed that city management officer twice..." the young woman said softly, gracefully walking to the desk, smiling quietly: "Hello, Master, I'm also an A-level, please check me."

The middle-aged man lazily reached out and roughly pinched the young woman's body, then nodded listlessly and picked up the stamp.

A faint blush graced the young woman's face, her fair cheeks flushed. She turned around, sticking out her full, white buttocks. The middle-aged man, still half-opening his eyes, stamped each of her buttocks with his stamp.

"Alright, Dad, I'll be filial to you in the next life..." the young woman suddenly knelt before the old man and kowtowed deeply. The old man quickly reached out to pull her back, but couldn't. Tears streamed down his face as he knelt down as well: "Good daughter-in-law, my Luo family owes you so much. In the next life, be my daughter, and I'll never let you suffer like this again." "Dad, get up, let me kowtow three times to you—don't make me so upset I won't be able to rest in peace even in death. You've already treated me like your own daughter in this life, and I'm very happy. Don't make me so upset I won't be able to be reborn as a human in the next life," the young woman said softly, tears also streaming down her face.

The old man had no choice but to stand up and accept the young woman's deep bow. After kowtowing, the young woman stood up, smiling softly, and said, "If you give me the 100,000 yuan I sold you, Ming-ge won't be executed. If he reforms himself properly, he might get out quickly. At that time, Dad will give him my head, so even if he can't find a wife, he'll still have something to use... I'm sorry, Dad, I didn't leave Ming-ge a son or daughter..."

"Good daughter-in-law... Dad knows, knows... Even if he gets out, we can't let him marry another woman." The gentle spring breeze softly blew through the old man's white hair, swaying slowly in the bright spring morning sunlight.

"Then I'll go in, Dad. Tell Mom not to be sad, your daughter-in-law is very happy... In the next life, I still want to be Ming-ge's wife." The young woman smiled and walked into the small door, but the old man was so sad that he could hardly stand. He forced himself to take the certificate, leaned against the wall, lowered his head, and silently shed tears.

"Next."

But the brother and sister were still making love frantically, the brother's hard penis rapidly entering and exiting between the sister's dark red petals, bringing out streams of white foam. The older sister, her head bowed, her long hair almost touching the ground, softly moaned, "Mmm...mmm..."

"You two go first," the middle-aged man said impatiently, shaking his head at Sun Cheng. Sun Cheng felt his heart plummet, unable to move.

Tang Meier, however, calmly stepped forward: "Master, I'm also A-level, please check." But no matter how she tried to hide it, Tang Meier couldn't face her son's pained gaze, and could only force a smile at the middle-aged man.

"Hmm." With a few quick squeezes, the middle-aged man stamped Tang Meier's seal. Sun Cheng finally couldn't hold back anymore, tightly hugging Tang Meier from behind: "Mom...I don't want you to die..." "Silly child. If you don't sell yourself, how will I get money to bribe the leaders...If you don't bribe them to get promoted, you'll be laid off..." Tang Meier smiled, grasping her son's trembling hands and gently stroking them.

"To hell with it, if I can't get the official job, I can't get it. I just want Mom with me." Sun Cheng buried his head in Tang Meier's soft, pink neck and burst into tears.

"Mom can still be with you, just like your sister."

"It's different! I want a mom who can talk! I want a mom who can laugh! I..." Sun Cheng couldn't continue, convulsively hugging Tang Meier tightly, as if trying to squeeze her soft body completely into his own. Tang Meier couldn't breathe, and after thinking for a moment, she put on an angry expression: "Xiao Cheng! How can you be like this! It makes me so uneasy! Why is a grown man being so sentimental?"

"Mom..."

"Alright, don't be sad. You were sad when your sister died, but you got better later, didn't you? Okay..." Tang Meier smiled and turned around, looking at her son tenderly.

Looking at Tang Meier's beautiful face through his tears, Sun Cheng kissed her beautiful red lips with tears streaming down his face. The mother and son's passion intertwined for a long time before they separated, panting.

"Mom's gone. Take good care of yourself from now on. Once you're officially hired, find a wife as soon as possible." Tang Meier gave her final instructions and walked through the small door. Sun Cheng stared blankly as his mother's beautiful figure disappeared, his mind a complete blank.

"Ah—ah—" The siblings suddenly let out a violent groan, seemingly having finished. The long-haired woman leaned against the wall, her long, slender pink legs trembling violently, almost as if she couldn't stand. The young man, supporting her firm, plump buttocks, panted for a moment, then withdrew his penis and put on his clothes.

"Alright? We've been waiting for you." The man called out impatiently. The woman stood up weakly, a trail of cloudy white liquid slowly flowing down her fair inner thighs.

The middle-aged man glanced at her with disgust, casually touched her a few times, and shouted at the young man, "No, you're a B-grade beast."

"Huh? What, what?" The young man stammered, unsure of what to say. But the woman suddenly shrieked, "Bullshit! I'm clearly A-grade! This is the meat bureau's certificate, how could it be fake? Let me tell you, don't try to fool my brother! Are you bullying me?" "

Huh?" The middle-aged man seemed to wake up for the first time, his face flushed red, and he pointed a finger at the woman: "You, you..."

"What do you mean, 'you'! Fuck your father! What's wrong with my body? Saying I'm not S-grade is one thing, but daring to say I'm B-grade? You're the B-grade one! Your whole family is B-grade!" The woman's shrewishness was the complete opposite of her submissiveness in front of her brother just now, leaving the three men watching dumbfounded.

"Watch your manners! Your, your cunt is loose, how can you be A-grade!" the middle-aged man shouted angrily.

"Manners? As long as the meat is good, that's enough. Leave the manners to your mother! Damn it, I just had sex with my brother, are you blind? Are you unhappy because my brother has a big dick? Luckily, my pussy is still tight, otherwise your mother would have been fucked into a hairdryer by now!" The woman continued relentlessly, spitting as she cursed.

"You—"

"Let me tell you, although my brother is still a student and doesn't know any better, as long as I haven't been eaten, I won't let him be bullied! If you dare to give me a B grade, I'll definitely ruin your job!" "You—fine, you've got guts. Anyway, I'm just a worker, fine, fine… I won't argue with a piece of meat…" The middle-aged man finally couldn't hold back and picked up the stamp. He stamped an "A" on one of the woman's buttocks and "Quarantine Qualified" on the other.

"Arong... if you want to sell my head, you can get at least five thousand.

Don't get fooled again... be careful in the future, and be more discerning." The woman turned around with satisfaction and whispered to her younger brother. This time, the young man wasn't impatient. He stared blankly at his still-nagging sister and finally managed to open his mouth with difficulty: "Sister... I'll keep your head to keep me company..." "Ah?" The woman's eyes widened in surprise, looking at him in disbelief.

The young man didn't dare to meet her gaze and lowered his eyes. The woman jumped up happily: "Arong is so good!" She happily kissed him on the cheek.

In the livestock resting room, Tang Meier and three other livestock sat blankly together. Outside the window, the bright midday sun of spring shone, and butterflies fluttered among the flowers. A fragrance of flowers wafted into the room, and Tang Meier couldn't help but feel a little hungry.

But livestock don't need to eat. After glancing at the three, the young girl stared blankly at the butterfly, clearly heartbroken. The young woman sat calmly in her chair, eyes closed, resting, though her full breasts heaved violently, revealing her inner tension. Only the older sister seemed genuinely happy; she had already given up hope of keeping her head to accompany her brother.

Sigh… there was nothing she could do. Who would willingly let themselves be eaten if they could still get by… Tang Meier thought of Sun Cheng. Could he cook for himself? Would he go hungry? Would his clothes be clean? Without her care, he would definitely get sick. She should find him a wife as soon as he got promoted.

“Young Master Xu, please come in, please come in!” The door suddenly opened, and the animals all turned to look at the entrance. The restaurant manager was bowing and scraping, leading a young man into the room: “Today we only have four A-grade animals, but they’re all of good quality. What do you think?”

This young master Xu looked to be in his early twenties, with a refined and elegant demeanor. After glancing at the four women, the restaurant manager quickly said, "Stand up and let young master Xu see you!" "I'll take them all," young master Xu said with a smile. The restaurant manager immediately smiled ingratiatingly, "Then, young master Xu, how would you like them cooked?"

"Hmm..." Walking to the row of butchers, young master Xu smiled kindly and examined them.

He circled them before returning to them, first pointing to Tang Meier and saying, "This one is steamed." Tang Meier felt a sudden wave of dizziness. Steamed... she really was going to become a piece of meat. What would she look like if she were steamed?

"This one can be broken down into stir-fries and cold dishes," young master Xu pointed to the older woman, but she seemed not to hear him at all, her gaze fixed on the distance, lost in thought, a smile still playing on her lips. The restaurant manager hurriedly took notes, then Mr. Xu's gaze lingered on the young woman and the girl for a moment before he finally decided, pointing to the young woman and saying, "This one can be broken down for soup, the good meat can be used for hot pot." He then pointed to the girl, "Roast this one whole, remember to add plenty of spice."

"Mr. Xu has excellent taste..." the manager complimented. Although Mr. Xu didn't say anything, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes: "Seven o'clock tonight, don't be late. I'm leaving now." "Take care, take care." The manager bowed and scraped as he saw Mr. Xu out. Before the four meat skewers had even returned and sat down, the manager went back to the room, a smug smile on his face: "Let's go, ladies, it's time to get to work." Finally, it was over... Tang Meier's legs went weak, but she still mustered her courage and followed the manager to the kitchen. The spacious kitchen was filled with the smell of blood, and on a shelf were several heads still covered in blood, bearing all sorts of bizarre expressions. Several chefs were wielding their knives with lightning speed, the clinking of knives echoing on the cutting board as they transformed chunks of white meat into ingredients for dishes.

These must be B-grade and C-grade livestock... How pitiful, their owners have to pay to dispose of their heads... Plus, they're usually not very attractive, and their families are often struggling financially, so their heads are often just thrown away as garbage.

"Old Wang!" the manager called out. A middle-aged chef, his white apron stained with blood, walked over: "Boss." "

That Xu guy wants these four, they need to be served by 7 pm, you can slaughter them." The manager gritted his teeth when he mentioned Young Master Xu, his eyes almost murderous.

"Oh." Old Wang seemed a little trembling. The manager first pointed to the young woman and the older sister, saying, "These two need to be butchered... slaughter them first."

"Hmm." Old Wang walked over and glanced at the two livestock. The manager continued, pointing to the woman,

"First, this one, for stir-frying."

"Okay...meat, oh meat, please don't blame me...you are a dish for humanity...Amitabha..." Old Wang chanted as he took the woman's hand from the manager and led her to a guillotine.

The long-haired young woman was smiling. Old Wang, with a mournful face, coiled her soft hair on his head, then, from who knows where, found a rope, tied her wrists behind her back, pushed her down onto the guillotine, placed her neck in a groove, and then used the other half of the grooved metal plate to clamp her neck.

"Girl...don't think too much...just enjoy it...this machine is very advanced...it will chop off your little head when you climax..." Old Wang muttered as he manipulated the woman's body, turning on the machine. Then he sighed and walked to the side, muttering, "Greatly Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva..."

"Uncle," the woman, strapped to the guillotine, suddenly spoke, "Can you make my head look nicer?"

"Okay...okay...sigh." Old Wang lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and continued muttering, "Go in peace..."

Receiving a positive response, the woman smiled, closed her eyes, and began to enjoy the pleasure brought to her by the advanced machine. Two rubber mechanical hands were intensely teasing her breasts, which appeared particularly full due to her bent-over posture, while an electric penis slowly entered her vagina.

"Ah...ah..." Although she was tightly strapped, the woman still trembled violently under the intense pleasure. The climax came quickly: "Ah—Arong—Arong…Ah—" The last cry was cruelly cut off. The three animals behind heard a crisp "clang" of metal striking metal—the sound of the guillotine blade hitting the metal anvil. The long-haired woman's body, held firmly in place, convulsed wildly. Old Wang, still chanting, "Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva…", walked over and lifted her beautiful head.

Tang Meier stared dumbfounded at her somewhat distorted face. Her cheeks, pale from blood loss, still bore the lewd expression of orgasm. Her lips trembled as if she wanted to say something, but her lifeless eyes quickly froze, silently proclaiming the fact that she had lost her life.

Is this what it's like when my head is chopped off? Tang Meier gasped for breath. Blood was still gushing from the severed head in Old Wang's hand. The chef, sighing, called out, "Xiao Liu." A young man ran over and grabbed the headless body by the ankle. Old Wang ordered, "Disassemble this one for our signature dishes... eight hot stir-fries and eight cold dishes. Pass the order down, and get the next one." "Yes, sir." The young man dragged away the long-haired woman's body. Old Wang inserted the head in his hand into a gleaming metal rod, turned to the quiet young woman, and said, "Your turn..." The young woman remained calm, but her breathing was rapid and heavy. An unusual flush rose on her fair face. She slowly walked to the guillotine, placed her face on the chopping board still stained with the blood of the previous animal, and put her hands behind her back, letting Old Wang tie them tightly.

No matter how the machine teased her, the young woman never uttered a sound. Only during the climax did patches of red appear on her smooth, silky back. Therefore, the "ding" of her losing her head sounded particularly jarring, yet her full, fair body remained calm throughout.

"Good girl..." Old Wang lifted the young woman's head again. Her gentle eyes were closed, and her pretty face was peaceful and serene, as if she were asleep. Old Wang lifted her up and threaded her onto the metal rod next to the head of the first animal.

After Xiao Liu, who had been waiting for a long time, dragged away the young woman's plump body, before Old Wang could say anything to the girl, she cried out in fear, "Brother—brother—I don't want to die—I'm scared!" Her petite body convulsed in fear. Old Wang sighed, "Alas...girl...why bother..." "I don't want to be eaten...Auntie—" The girl suddenly buried her face in Tang Meier's arms. Tang Meier couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. Even at her age, she was so scared that her legs went weak. How much more so for this girl who looked to be under twenty.

"Don't be afraid, it'll be over soon..." Tang Meier didn't know how to comfort the girl who was about to lose her life. She could only gently hold her and stroke her soft, short hair.

"I'm afraid of pain... afraid of the dark... afraid my brother won't be able to see me... Auntie, what if they lose my head?" The little girl looked up at Tang Meier with teary eyes, choking back tears. "

It won't hurt... and they certainly won't lose your pretty little head... Our restaurant has been open for twenty years, slaughtered tens of thousands of women, and we've never lost a head... Don't worry—look, even female celebrities like this come here for us to slaughter... how could we possibly lose a head?" Old Wang shook his head, took out a beautiful human head from a cabinet, and smiled helplessly.

"Eh... isn't this... Miss Yang Mi?" The little girl and Tang Meier looked at the head in Old Wang's hand in surprise and exclaimed in unison.

"Yes...we were slaughtered here yesterday...don't worry, we've never even lost the head of a C-grade animal."

"Little sister, don't be afraid...it'll be quick. Your little head will be handed over to your brother in a beautiful way..." Tang Meier tried her best to comfort the little girl, who finally calmed down a bit and walked forward, sobbing, "Uncle...please hurry up, don't hurt me too much, okay?" "Okay...relax..." Old Wang tied up the little girl, but unfortunately, she was too young and still couldn't stop trembling.

"Namo Manjushri Bodhisattva of Great Wisdom...Namo Samantabhadra Bodhisattva of Great Courage...Namo Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva of Great Compassion..." Old Wang watched helplessly as the little girl couldn't be aroused to orgasm by the machine no matter what he did. Finally, he stopped chanting and pulled out a syringe from somewhere.

"Uncle Wang...is this number eighteen?" Little Liu asked in surprise.

"Yes..." Old Wang walked behind the little girl and deeply inserted the syringe into her wriggling, snow-white, round buttocks.

"Uncle Wang...this stuff is prohibited for use in food, right?" Little Liu asked tentatively.

"Who cares...who knows if we used it...don't think so much, we didn't use gutter oil." Old Wang pushed half a vial of medicine into the little girl's body, watching her begin to groan.

"Ah...ah...it's so itchy...I'm so hot...Brother...fuck me...Xiaoqian's pussy is so itchy...uh..." The drug worked quickly, and the girl soon became aroused, twisting her body with all her might. As soon as the machine's electric penis entered, she cried out lewdly, "Ah...brother...brother...it's so big...Xiaoqian feels so good...harder...faster...ah, ah, ah—" Soon the girl reached a violent climax, and a stream of clear, sticky fluid gushed out from between her pink petals. At that very moment, a heart-stopping "ding" was heard, and the girl's headless body suddenly stood upright, a jet of blood shooting up like a fountain.

Old Wang gently lifted the girl's cute little head, her clear, pure eyes wide open with a hint of surprise, as if she still couldn't believe that her head had been cut off. Two crystal tears slowly rolled down from the corners of her innocent eyes, and then her clear black and white eyes suddenly lost their luster, becoming empty and confused.

"Put this in the oven... spicy sauce, yes." Xiao Liu dragged the little girl's body away again, leaving only Tang Meier.

Glancing at the three heads lined up on the metal rod, Tang Meier suddenly felt less terrified.

My head is going to be stuck in there too, isn't it? What expression will I have? Will my body be steamed... will it be made beautiful?

"Little sister..." Old Wang's voice was somewhat sad: "I'm sorry." "Not at all... Big brother... this is our fate." Tang Meier comforted Old Wang in return, while Old Wang continued to ramble: "For this job... I even killed my own daughter... My daughter died at the same age as this little girl, so scared... I've killed thousands of women over the years... I wonder if I'll go to the eighteenth level of hell after I die..."

"It's okay... Uncle... we're just livestock..." At this moment, the mechanical hand of the guillotine grabbed Tang Meier's heavy breasts, seemingly carrying waves of electricity, instantly stimulating her until her whole body went limp.

"Mmm...mmm..." Her tender nipples were clumsily sucked, just like when Xiao Cheng first made love to her, bringing waves of melting pleasure. I'm about to have my final climax...Tang Meier quickly stopped thinking and focused entirely on feeling the trembling, as if she had returned to three years ago, to the scene of her first time agreeing to Xiao Cheng's advances and rolling around in bed with him with Fei Fei... Suddenly, something thick and large invaded Tang Meier's wet and overflowing vulva, just like Xiao Cheng's penis, thrusting in and out roughly and passionately. Xiao Cheng...Xiao Cheng...

"Xiao Cheng—" Tang Meier seemed to see her son smiling in front of her. Her mind slowly went blank, all consciousness was overwhelmed by pleasure. Xiao Cheng is so good...so comfortable...

"Ah, ah—Mom...Mom's going to cum...ah," Suddenly a flood of spring tide swept over her, Tang Meier convulsed and gushed out a stream of warm honey. In that instant, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her neck, followed by a chill.

"..." Her joyful cry was abruptly cut off. Tang Meier suddenly felt dizzy, and then she saw her delicate, white body convulsing on the guillotine, blood gushing from her severed neck, and clear fluid spurting from between her legs.

Xiao Cheng... Tang Meier finally realized that her neck had been severed, and her head was being held in Old Wang's hand.

Her consciousness drifted further and further away in the chaos, and suddenly a gleaming metal rod appeared before her eyes. Am I going to be impaled too? I need to look good...

Forcing a sweet smile, Tang Meier slowly sank into darkness.

The spring night breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, and the hall of Chun Guang Lou welcomed distinguished guests. Young Master Xu was as noble and elegant as ever, leading a group of his peers into the restaurant.

"Young Master Xu!" The restaurant manager greeted him with a smile, "Young Master Xu is indeed a dragon among men, so punctual."

Young Master Xu glanced at him disdainfully, and only after the bell in the lobby had rung seven times did he smile faintly and say, "Alright. Are all the dishes ready?"

"Yes, yes! We wouldn't dare to neglect Young Master Xu's orders. Shall we begin?" The manager bowed even lower.

"Please sit down, everyone! Today is my birthday, and it's fate that we're classmates. It's a pity we don't have any S-grade meat today, please don't laugh at us." "

Not at all." "Brother Xu, you're too kind." "If it weren't for Brother Xu, how could I possibly know what meat tastes like..."

Seeing his classmates' compliments, Young Master Xu smiled and said to the manager, "Serve the dishes." Plates of cold dishes were quickly brought to the table like a flowing stream: crispy uterus... braised pork intestines... cold liver salad... spicy heart... The guys swallowed their saliva, and only after Young Master Xu smiled and announced, "Everyone, please help yourselves," did they pick up their chopsticks and begin to eat heartily.

After several stir-fried dishes had been served, the waiters finally brought out two small carts. Two huge silver platters on each cart were covered, attracting everyone's attention. The manager stood between the two carts, smiling smugly, "This is today's main course."

Young Master Xu nodded, "Bring it up."

The manager lifted the lids, revealing Tang Meier and the alluring bodies of the young girl lying quietly on the two platters. Tang Meier's snow-white, headless body was positioned in a supine position, her rounded pink legs spread wide. A pair of slender, jade-like hands rested on her pink vulva between her legs, white steam rising from the two glistening petals, already translucent, as if juices were flowing between her skin and muscles. A gentle spring breeze blew in from outside, and her delicate body swayed slightly in the breeze like freshly ground tofu. Only then did the more experienced waiters smile and pick up their chopsticks.

The little girl's petite body, roasted to a golden-brown with a deep red tinge, was positioned prone, her firm, round buttocks raised high. A white lily was inserted into her small, adorable anus, and oil dripped continuously from her skin, seemingly making a crackling sound.

"Young Master Xu, please enjoy these two beautiful vulvas." The manager smiled, picked up a knife, and carved out the two beautiful vulvas of Tang Meier and the little girl, placing them on a crystal dish and presenting them to Young Master Xu with both hands.

"Thank you for your hard work," Young Master Xu said lightly, casually picking up a pair of chopsticks and pressing them against the two fragrant vulvas on the dish. One had a light, delicate fragrance, the other a rich, intense aroma. Under the pressure of the chopsticks, a stream of white, thick fluid slowly flowed from Tang Meier's crystal-clear vulva, while fragrant oil flowed from the little girl's golden, soft vulva.

"Please make yourselves at home, everyone." Young Master Xu smiled, picked up Tang Meier's beautiful vulva, nodded to the guests, and then gently took a bite. Closing his eyes, he savored the tender flesh and sweet broth melting in his mouth, and for the first time, the noble young man revealed a knowing smile.

Seeing their host begin eating, the guests could no longer resist the delicious temptation and swarmed forward, vying for the two delectable bodies. Young Master Xu smiled as he watched them, elegantly finishing his meal of the two beautiful vulvas, and then wiped his mouth with a napkin. The manager quickly approached: "Is there anything else you need, Young Master Xu?" "No need… Oh, by the way, show these four heads of the animals to these people." Young Master Xu usually ate very little for dinner; today was an exception.

"Yes, yes." The manager quickly went to the back and soon returned with several waiters, setting up a metal rack at the table, then bringing out four beautiful heads and inserting them side-by-side into the metal rods on the rack.

Young Master Xu looked with satisfaction at the four beautiful human heads. The four pretty faces, already partially processed, were all arranged with expressions of feminine allure and sweetness, as if women were experiencing climax. Their tempting bodies were quickly devoured by the frenzied guests, leaving only two piles of scattered bones on the plates. Some, still unsatisfied, held a thigh bone—whose leg was unknown—and roughly chopped it in half with a knife, desperately sucking the delicious marrow from the end.

Gradually, everyone was full and satisfied. Someone turned on the television, and on the news channel, a leader was giving a speech: "...attacks on our country's human rights situation. We hereby solemnly protest. Cannibalism is in line with our national conditions. As everyone knows, every woman we eat increases GDP significantly and reduces the total population, which is of great significance to our developing economy..."

"Brother Xu! Your grandfather is speaking again—" "Minister Xu is truly busy every day..." the guests flattered.

"The same old story," Young Master Xu said with a faint smile, but being young, he couldn't hide his smugness. Watching his father speak on television: "...For the sake of GDP, we must encourage everyone to be brave enough to be eaten, to be proud of being eaten. The masses should keep their eyes open..."

"Nothing to see. Have you all finished eating? Let's go have some fun." Young Master Xu stood up with a smile, surrounded by guests. The manager and a group of waiters saw them out the door, leaving the hall empty except for four heads lined up in a metal frame, facing the television.

Although they were deliberately posed with expressions of satisfaction and happiness, they hadn't been properly manipulated, so the four beautiful, lifeless eyes appeared hollow and lifeless, staring blankly at the television, seemingly with a strange and mocking smile, watching the leader on television finish speaking: "...persist...leadership...scientific cannibalism...civilized cannibalism...harmonious cannibalism..."

Only the deep voice echoed in the warm spring night: "...unwavering for a hundred years."

[The End]

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