Fast money! Part 1 - Going shopping "Are you coming, Trine?" yelled Christina through the open window of the red Ford Mustang. She was sitting in the back with Laura, whose older sister, Ellen, was driving the car. Trine heard them through her open bedroom window and hurried downstairs. "See you later, mom!" she said without looking back and ran out to the car. Her mother smiled knowingly and watched the four girls speed away down the road. Today was the grand opening of the new Mall down by the old harbour. It had been advertised heavily over the past months and today featured what was allegedly the 'biggest opening sale of the decade'. Not many girls or women would want to miss that, particularly not in a relatively small city like Henvale. "Wow...this is huge!" said Trine as they pulled into the parking lot. Hundreds of people were already here and finding a parking spot was not easy. "Here we go!" smiled Ellen as she finally spotted one. With her eighteen years, she was the only one of them who could drive a car. She threw her long, blonde hair aside and looked back at the girls on the back seat: "Let's go crazy, girls!" "You said it!" laughed Laura. She was blonde like her sister, but two years younger and rather petite compared to her. Christina was a brunette, and a bit on the chubby side with large breasts and a nice, round ass. Trine had light brown hair and was very average for a sixteen year old girl, although her tits had really grown this last year. The three girls were all in the same class at Henvale High, and they knew that most of the other girls from school would be here today. "Jeez, they didn't lie in the ads!" exclaimed Christina as they entered the Mall through the main entrance doors. It was truly big. The girls wandered around for the first ten minutes before stopping dead in front of an Intimate Wear store. They had every item on sale, down by 50% or more. The girls went wild. Bras were tested in change rooms and soon their bags filled up with clothes from the many stores in the Mall. After a few hours they decided to sit down to get a Coke and relax a bit. "Uh uh, I'm really low on money!" sighed Trine while counting the last bills in her purse. Christina and Laura nodded in agreement. Suddenly, Ellen looked up in surprise. They were sitting opposite the Intimate Wear store they had first visited, but something was different about it now. The mannequins in the window were moving. Three young girls stood there wearing nothing but tiny pieces of underwear and moved and turned their bodies around. People didn't seem too surprised, though. As the girls watched in amazement, two other girls walked out of the store, also just in their underwear, and started handing out glossy adds for the store to passing people. "I bet that pays really well!" said Christina and thought for a while. Trine's face lit up. "Who's up for it?" she said and put her Coke down. The others looked at her, and then everyone laughed. "Aehm, sure, if you'll go, I'll go!" giggled Christina. Laura nodded too. "Okay girls, let's put our goods out in the car and ask if they need more help!" decided Ellen and got up. Soon after, all four stood in front of the cashier in the Intimate Wear store again.
Part 2 - Casual work "Okay, all four of you?" asked the 40'ish lady behind the counter "We pay you $150 for one hour, but we only have free positions in the Extreme section. Is that okay?" "Eh, fine, we'll take it!" smiled Trine on behalf of them all. The lady showed them through a door behind the dressing rooms and asked them to undress. Five other girls already waited in the small back room. They were all stark naked and chatting excitedly to each other. The four newcomers reluctantly undressed in front of the woman. "Good! You and you need to go in there and shave!" said the lady and pointed Laura and Ellen towards a small bathroom. Trine and Christina were already smooth shaven; a habit many girls had these days. Although a bit shocked, Ellen and her sister did as they were told. When they emerged fifteen minutes later, Trine and Christina were wearing matching black nylon stockings and transparent black bras. However, they were not wearing any panties and their shaved cunts were freely exposed. "You can't be serious???" gasped Trine "No panties?" "Listen, I told you girls we only had positions in the extreme section!" said the lady. "You can just leave if you are not interested!" "Uh, no, it's okay!" mumbled Trine and thought of her $150. Christina nodded too. They waited while Ellen and Laura dressed in similar outfits, only theirs were red instead of black. They weren't given panties either. They had heard the discussion in the bathroom while they helped each other shave but had agreed to go along with the other two. Anyway, one hour wasn't long and they could use the money! "Good! You all look really fine, girls!" The woman smiled, pleased at what she saw. She went around them, adjusting their bras to fit and gave them each a handful of folders with special offers from the store. "Now, get out and walk in the area close to the store and hand out these to interested customers! You can come back and collect more if necessary, and in one hour, that's ...eh at a quarter past two, you can come back here and get paid!" The girls remained close together as they filed out of the dressing room and into the shop. By reflex, they all held the folders in front of their naked crotches. However, a sharp look from the woman made them relax their arms and walk more naturally towards the exit out to the busy Mall. Just outside, with people bustling around them, were the other girls they had met in the change room. Three of them were wearing more decent underwear, but the other two wore only stockings, exposing their entire bodies. They were shaved as well. "Phew, at least we are wearing more than them!" Trine laughed nervously. "I know!" Christina said, still a bit shocked over the situation. Soon enough, the girls started to mingle around and gave away the folders, mostly to other girls of their own age. Some would stop and ask what they were paid to do this, but most just had a good look at their outfit and accepted the demonstration without questions. They got quite a few comments and whistles from passing boys and the whole thing was beginning to excite the girls in more than one way. The hour soon passed and they all returned to the woman behind the counter together to claim their pay. "Well done, girls! I can tell that many of the recent customers were inspired by you!" she smiled and wrote four checks out to them "We sold several of those sets ... without panties too!" "Only glad to help!" answered Trine, almost sorry that they were done already. "Say, if you girls want another job, Carl down from Hill's Meat just called and asked if I could refer some girls down his way!" she continued as she handed over the checks. "Eh, Hill's Meat?" Christina was confused. So were the other girls. "Yes, he offers free registration and valuation today, and he needs demonstration girls to walk the Mall ... just like you did for me now!" "Hey, I've heard of Hill's!" said Laura suddenly "He's one of those licensed ... uh ... girl butchers, isn't he?" "That's right, his new store is the first one in this state!" smiled the lady "And already popular according to what Carl said to me this morning!" "Ulp, I hope my dad doesn't hear about him sometime soon!" sighed Christina "He has been kidding me and mom about taking us to one of those places ever since we shopped some meat there on that vacation to Florida two years ago!" "It is exciting, isn't it?" commented the lady "I have been seriously contemplating going there with my own daughter, but ... I am so busy with this shop and all! Anyway, if you girls are interested he pays really well! At least $300 per hour, I think!"
Part 3 - Hill's Meat "Hmm, what now?" asked Trine as they got dressed again in the same room they stripped in just an hour ago. "More shopping!" laughed Ellen and waved her check in the air. "I'll go with you down and have a look at that Hill's Meat!" smiled Christina and looked at Trine. "Who says I want to go?" asked Trine, but Christina just looked again and laughed. They both knew that the other was too curious to let it go. "I'll go too!" giggled Laura. Ellen, however, was not interested. She had her eyes on a particular dress they had seen this morning and she wanted to get it now, with her hard earned money. The girls agreed to meet again in two hours here in front of the lingerie shop window. "I think we must be getting closer!" commented Laura as they walked slowly down the Mall in the direction the lady had indicated. In front of them, in the midst of the crowd, walked three young girls, butt naked and shaved. They giggled and made jokes like any other group of teenage girls on a shopping trip, as if nothing was out of place. "This is really weird!" laughed Trine as they followed the three nude girls. More naked girls and women came into view. They were all standing in a line in front of a meat shop. Hill's meat. The three naked girls joined the line as the last of perhaps twenty or thirty. "This is just as I remember it from Florida!" shuddered Christina. The girls passed the line of naked women and went to have a look at the meat cuts presented behind the glass windows under the counter. None of them spoke for a few minutes. They all just glared at the breasts, cunt steaks, rump roasts, thigh cuts and all the other meat displayed. They took it in with a mix of horror and curious interest. To her surprise, Trine found herself prickling with excitement and arousement. They watched as the butchers sold and packed cuts to customers, while other men in white aprons bought the fresh girls over the counter from fathers and husbands. Each girl in the long line was weighed and examined before money was exchanged. They were then led out through a doorway behind the counter. "Yes, can I help you girls?" They were all three startled by the loud voice of one of the butchers behind the counter. "Eh, well, we heard that you were looking for some casual employees!" answered Trine, almost surprised of her own words. The man's face lit up. "Did Belinda send you? From the Intimate Wear?" he asked. "Yes, she did mention you!" said Christina, trying to maintain the balance in her voice. "Okay, well, come on in and I'll explain to you what to do!" He opened a side-table up and waved them in behind the counter. Trine gulped again, but they all did as he asked. Once inside, he looked up and down their bodies. "Here's the deal! You get $350 for one hours work on the Mall floor, and your registration free on top of that! You will distribute publicity material, just like you did for Belinda. Are you in or out?" "Uh, eh, I'm in!" smiled Trine. Again, she wasn't sure why she said that. But $350 was a lot of money. Her body was shaking all over. The other two just nodded. They looked equally besides themselves. "Fine, strip then and get your cute little asses through that same door that they take the meat!" he smiled and showed them a cardboard box to put their clothes and purses in. The girls hesitated a moment but then did as told. Even after what they had just been through at the Intimate Wear shop, it felt very strange to take of all your clothes behind a meat counter, with all the customers being able to look at them. Once they were all naked, Christina shut the lid on the cardboard box and looked at the butcher. He was busy packing two breasts for a customer. "Come on, we'll just go in where he said!" smiled Laura and led the way behind the working butchers towards the doorway. It was one of those doorways often found in meat shops, with no real door in it, but just plastic bands hanging down from the upper beam to prevent flies from entering. The three girls went through it immediately after a mother and daughter who had just been sold by the girl's father. As Trine felt the cold plastic strips slide over her breasts on her way through the doorway, she felt a new surge of electricity through her loins. The other side wasn't as shocking as they had expected. It wasn't where the meat was butchered. Rather, this was the grading room. The mother and teenage daughter in front of them were asked to step forward by a man in blue overalls who tied their wrists together behind their backs with steel wire. They were then asked to go and stand in a new line behind him. Altogether, some fifty girls and women stood there and chatted while waiting to be graded. "You three, get over here, please!" yelled the man at the three girls. "No, we are not ... eh ... meat!" explained Trine "We are here to do an hour of PR for the shop!" "Oh, yeah, Carl said you were coming though!" smiled the man "But you still need to be graded first, so please...!" he took out a new cord of metal wire and pointed at Trine. "Yes, well, he did say that!" sighed Trine and walked forward. The others followed her hesitantly and soon after they all had their hands tied up. "We'll grade you first so we can get you back out in the Mall!" said the man and led the girls past all the other meat and down the front end of the line. Down there, two other guys in similar overalls were feeling the meat up, one body at a time, while making notes in a folder. "Jim, process these three now and get them out again!" commanded the first man "They are our new PR workers!" "Nooo problemo!" laughed the man he had called Jim. He went straight over to Trine and felt her arms, breasts, ribs, buttocks and legs for meatiness and even squeezed her cunt lips together to feel their thickness. Trine was deeply humiliated and somewhat angry, but also increasingly excited. "Grade A!" he smiled and looked at her face for the first time. Trine looked away. Just then a sharp pain followed the crisp CLICK from a piercing gun. Trine winched, but said nothing. Without warning, Jim had pierced her cunt lip with cheap-looking plastic strip, like the ones used to attach price tags to clothes in stores. She looked down and saw a red plastic label attached to the strip. It bore a large letter A and something written with a typo too small for her to read from there. Jim roughly shoved her aside. "Wait here while I grade your friends!" he smiled and continued on to examine Christina. A few minutes later, all three of them were walking out to the shop again. They didn't speak. They simply didn't know what to say. "Ah, all grade A!" smiled Carl as he greeted the girls again. He went straight over and tugged unashamedly at Trine's cunt tag. Trine didn't move away, but tried to smile back. Carl grabbed a pair of steel cutters and quickly removed the wire that kept the girls' hands together behind their backs "I knew you three were prime quality! You girls will make great recruiters!" "So, what do we have to do?" asked Christina while rubbing her sore wrists with her hands. "Just get out there and give these away!" he smiled and gave them each a stack of colourful brochures. Laura leafed through one and smiled at the absurdity. Pictures with cuts of girl meat, price offers, bonus offers to sellers of sisters or mother/daughter teams. Even catering services offering to bring out whole roasters or to roast selected girls on-site. She couldn't help thinking how un-loyal to her own sex it would be to advocate this. On the other hand, the girls they had just seen in the grading room didn't look too unhappy. Somehow, she had been almost sorry to have to leave the room again. "Okay, see you in an hour!" smiled Trine and led the way for the others. They stayed relatively close together at first, and didn't move far away from the line of other naked girls and women who waited to be sold. However, Carl saw this and whistled at them, indicating for them to go out and about with his pointing hand. "oh <sigh> I guess we better earn the money!" said Laura and gave away yet another brochure to a passing housewife.
Part 4 - Surprises A lot of people, especially girls and young women, were interested in the folders and after just twenty minutes Trine had to go back for more. Just as she turned around again with a new stack of brochures, she almost bumped into a very familiar looking lady's coat. Her eyes slowly moved up until she looked straight into her mother's face. "Hello sweetie!" smiled Mrs. Malcolm and looked down on the brochures in her naked daughter's hands "Can I have one, please?" "Uh... eh... mom, I...!" Trine was almost in tears. She didn't know what to say. "It's all right, Hon!" laughed her mother and took a step back to look at Trine's body "Oh, I see you have registered already!" "Yes, well ... I had to if I wanted to get the job!" whispered Trine and blushed while her mother inspected the cunt-tag with one hand. "Grade A! That's nice, honey! You should be proud!" "Thanks, I guess!" Trine tried to smile a little again. "Yes, your father will be very pleased to hear that!" she continued matter-of-factly "Your meat should be excellent!" "Eh...what?" Trine was dizzy. Her dad??? What did she mean? "Oh, don't look like that!" laughed Mrs. Malcolm and put her hands around her daughters naked shoulders "We were down her since this morning and saw you girls in the lingerie shop ... so we had a talk and called Christina's parents and arranged a small party with some friends for tonight!" "And we are going to be...?" "Well, not originally, no, we thought we would just let you entertain us in your lingerie outfit and then buy some meat, but then we saw Hill's Meat and the idea just developed from there!" "But I still have this job and...!" "I know honey, you just go and finish that and then I'll meet you here to hand you in when you are done!" Trine wanted to protest but her mother just smiled and left her there. Trine looked for Christina and found her talking to her mom, Mrs. Jessup, as well. Laura stood next to them and giggled. "Jeez, Chris, did your mom tell you...?" said Trine when she caught up with her two friends. Mrs. Jessup had just left with Mrs. Malcolm. "Yeah... I guess we're in for more than we came for!" Christina tried to smile bravely. "I can't believe they just did that!" laughed Laura and almost jumped with excitement "I mean, you two will just be meat in that shop window, all parted out and ... and, you know!" "Yes, we get the picture!" snapped Trine "No need to spell it out!" "Kind of cool, isn't it?" said Laura, this time with a little envy in her voice. "Uhm, I guess!" said Christina. She didn't know if she should tell the others but she was getting really excited by this. "Oh well, we better finish the job then!" sighed Trine and turned around to distribute more folders. She looked at the big clock over the meat counter, behind Carl and the other butchers. Just over half an hour left to live. Gosh, this was weird. "Thank you!" said a thirty something lady as Trine handed her a folder. The lady stopped and skimmed the brochure for a second. "Are you going to be processed anytime soon?" "Eh, yes!" Trine and the others had been asked that question all the time while they were working, but this was the first time she couldn't just brush it off with a grin "In half an hour!" "I see!" the woman reached out and felt Trine's left tit in her hand, then squeezed it a bit and smiled "I'll come back for one of these, then! See you later!" "Thank you!" said Trine, not sure of why. Customer service, she laughed to herself. Other people reacted the same way when they were told she was meat! While they felt her up, squeezed and prodded her body parts, she felt just like that: meat! And surprisingly, she felt really good about it. After a short while she confidently showed her body off to potential customers and readily discussed with them how to best prepare the meat. "Gawd, this is kind of ... thrilling!" giggled Christina while two lady shoppers compared her's and Trine's tits and blatantly declared that Christina's would probably be too large for their pans back home. "Tell me about it!" smiled Trine and let another woman and her teenage son feel her rump roast for meatiness. The boy obviously got off on it, and Trine sent him an overconfident smile that made him flush.
Part 5 - Sold "Girls, time's up!" declared Laura all too soon. Trine and Christina sighed and followed her over to the meat counter. They couldn't spot their parents anywhere so Laura just went over to Carl and asked for her pay. "Oh, sure thing, come on in again and get dressed while I get the money!" smiled Carl and let them in behind the counter. Laura went straight in but Trine and Christina hesitated. "Actually, we're being sold as meat for real ... our mothers should be here in just a minute!" said Trine and looked at Laura "I guess you can have the clothes we shopped this morning!" "Hey, thanks girls!" smiled Laura while she got dressed again. "Okay girls, just get in line behind the others over there and I am sure your mothers will get here before it's your turn!" said Carl and gave Laura her money "I'll add your pay to the price of your meat when you are sold, okay?" "Eh, sure, I guess!" said Christina and walked with Trine over to stand in line. There were some twenty girls and women in front of them and more naked girls kept coming to stand behind them as they waited. Everybody was really excited and eagerly discussed how their families would prepare and feast on their meat this weekend. Most were going to be sold, but a few girls were just here to let their meat register for some later occasion, to surprise their husband or boyfriend later that evening. As the talk got wilder, some of those girls were actually persuaded to go all the way before they reached the front of the line. When that happened, it caused a lot of cheering from the others in the line. "Oh, there you are!" smiled Mrs. Malcolm. She and Mrs. Jessup joined the girls in the line. There were only three other girls in front of them now. "I almost thought you were going to let us sell ourself!" commented Christina, as a woman sold off her sister and niece in front of them. "Yes, well, sorry girls, we were held up in the beauty saloon down the other end of the Mall!" giggled Mrs. Jessup and then the two women took the girls completely by surprise as they both slid off their long coats and revealed that they were both naked and shaved. "What the...???" asked Trine and looked at the two women. They were both in their mid-thirties and had great bodies for their age, slim waists, firm tits and nice, round asses. Mrs. Jessup was a more mature copy of her daughter, with full, heavy double-D tits and meaty thighs. Mrs. Malcolm was slimmer and had a pair of nice B-cupped breasts. "Oh, you didn't think we'd let you go in there alone, did you?" laughed Mrs. Malcolm and hugged her daughter. The other girls in the line cheered. "So you are also going to be...?" asked Christina, only too happy to see her mother again. "No no, we're just here to be graded, to surprise your fathers tonight when we serve your meat!" explained her mother. That disappointed the girls a little, but they were still happy to have them come with them inside. "Yes, ladies, four lovely meat girls for sale?" asked Carl as the last teenage girl in front of them had been sold by her father. He winked at Trine and Christina. "Eh, no, just the two young ones!" smiled Mrs. Malcolm "We are only here to be registered!" "Very good, madam! But you do know that we pay 25% extra for mother-daughter teams today, don't you?" "Oh, really?" said Mrs. Malcolm and thought a bit. Mrs. Jessup smiled secretly at her. "Well, I'm sure Jim could use the extra money!" said Mrs. Malcolm. "Do you think the boys will be able to cook by themself tonight?" asked Mrs. Jessup. "Oh, you know they'll call Annie and Joanna as soon as we're snuffed, silly!" laughed Mrs. Malcolm laconically, referring to the men's secretaries at work. It was a public secret that both men shagged their assistants regularly at office parties. "I'm sure those bitches will know how to serve us to them!" "I guess... well okay then!" smiled Mrs. Jessup. All the girls behind them cheered again. "Okay, ladies, wise choice!" smiled Carl "Please write down your husbands' phone numbers here and I'll call them and tell them when the meat is ready to be collected. Any special cuts you'd like me to reserve from you?" "Uhm, I guess a tit and the cunt steaks from our daughters, and perhaps ... well, both of our rump roasts, then!" laughed Mrs. Malcolm, a little timid. "Very well, then!" smiled Carl and added the girls' meat prices up with Trine and Christina's pay checks before deducting the retail prices of two tits, two cunt steaks and two rump roasts. "That'll come to two thousand dollars in your favour, give or take a few hundred depending on your grading inside!" smiled Carl "It will be payable when your husbands pick up their orders this afternoon!" "Oh, good!" smiled the two mothers. Carl marked the reserved cuts from each girl with a black filt pen. While he wrote on Mrs. Jessup's rump steak, he looked up with a smile: "Can I tempt you with a head mounting as well?" "Eh, how do you mean..?" asked Mrs. Jessup. Carl smiled again, bend down under the desk and came up again with the head of a beautiful teenage girl. She looked almost alive, smiling with half open mouth from her mounted position on the oak board. "It would make a perfect present for their fathers, wouldn't it?" suggested Carl and held up the girl's head next to Trine's. Mrs. Malcolm thought for a moment. "Oh, that would be sooooo cool, mom! Please, can we?!" Trine pleaded. "How much do you charge?" she asked while Carl put the mounted head down again. "Oh, only one hundred dollars, and it comes with a ten-year skin-colour warranty too!" "Okay, fine, we'll take it for the two girls, but I'll pass myself!" grinned Mrs. Malcolm. "Me too!" laughed Mrs. Jessup "John would never have me hanging on the wall while nailing Joanne anyway!" "Fine choice, ladies, the girl's heads will be ready for collection with the meat! Now, walk through there, please!" They were shown through the door behind him, into the grading room which Trine and Christina already knew.
Part 6 - Familiar faces "You girls, wait over there!" said the butcher from before, apparently not surprised to see Trine and Christina again. They were shown over to a small group of girls who had already been graded like them, while their mothers waited in line for the tagging. Another man came over and tied their wrists together behind their backs, like before. "This is it, then...!" smiled Christina and looked at Trine. Her friend just smiled back. Just then, a door opened behind the girls and a guard from the Mall came in pushing a large cart in front of him. The naked bodies of five girls were piled up on it. They were all beheaded, and the five heads were carelessly thrown in another pile by their feet. "What the f... that's Ellen!!!" yelled Trine and nodded at Laura's older sister's head lying on top of the others. She had a frozen expression of bewilderment on her face and her eyes stared emptily up into the ceiling. "Excuse me, sir, where do these bodies come from?" asked Christina as the man rolled his gruesome load past them. "Oh, they're today's shoplifters!" smiled the guard and had a good look at Christina's body "We pool them in the basement as we catch them and behead them in the afternoon in the guillotine on the main Mall Square. The management expects that it will reduce shoplifting dramatically in a short time, and the stores are compensated by selling their meat here afterwards." "But... she had enough money to buy that dress after the job at...!" whispered Trine and looked confused up at the man "Do you know what the girl whose head is on the top stole?" "A friend of yours?" laughed the guard and held up Ellen's head by her blond hair. Small droplets of fresh red blood was still dripping from her severed neck, splashing onto the cheek of one of the other decapitated heads "Actually, you'd have to identify her body so I can check my records with her number!" "That would be this one ... second from top!" said Christina quickly, nodding towards the cart. She could easily spot Ellen's slim body between the others. The guard sighed but bent down to check a number written on her tight. Then he leafed through a clipboard and dryly announced: "Ellen Oldham, she nicked TWO dresses from Tiffany's two hours ago! ... hey, wait, this is a bit funny, I can see that her sister, Laura Oldham was caught just half an hour ago trying to walk away with two filled shopping bags ... apparently the receipts proved that she didn't buy the goods and she couldn't immediately point out who they belonged to!" "B...but they are OUR clothes!" protested Trine, wanting to grab the clipboard from the guard to check that he was telling the truth. All she could do was fist her tied hands behind her back. "Yeah, we ASKED her to take them, because we had to... you know, become meat!" explained Christina, looking pleadingly at the guard. "I see, well, I'm afraid it is a little too late now!" he chuckled "They auctioned off the girls minutes ago and Kay's Steakhouse bought the whole lot of five! They really needed the meat for their live roasting spits ... you won't believe how popular they have become today!" "Maybe if you hurry and...!" started Trine, but the guard just shook his head and mumbled something about how busy he was today. Then he pushed Ellen and the other dead girls onwards, leaving Trine and Christina shocked behind. "Hm, I guess this shopping trip has been the last one for all of us, then!" sighed Christina. Trine just nodded and shrugged her shoulders. She absentmindedly looked down on her left breast which Carl the butcher had marked with a big R and a number code. The same code was written just above her shaved cunt. For some odd reason, Trine hoped her meat would turn out to be delicious ... even if she would never know!
Part 7 - Fast processing "Okay, girls, you're in the next lot!" said one of the butchers suddenly. They were now fifteen girls and women in the 'graded' section. Their mothers were not even graded yet. "Eh, can we wait for out mothers in the next lot?" asked Christina feebly, but the butcher hardly looked at her, just smiled and shook his head. "They'll be processed right after you, honey! Come this way, all of you!" "Oh well, I guess it doesn't really matter anymore!" sighed Trine and tried to spot her mom in the other line while they were led away from them. She didn't see her anywhere. "Now, form one line and we'll get you all snuffed quickly ... and please be quick to assume the position here, we have a busy schedule today!" yelled the man through the high-pitched noise in the next room. The girls went very silent. All their happy chatter seized. In here was where all the action was. Ten or more butchers worked with electric saws and knifes, cleaning and parting out headless bodies suspended from their ankles in several long rows. Next to Christina stood a large bin filled with girls' heads. In front of them was an electric guillotine, and two butchers were already positioning the first girl, a brunette teenager with large tits, clamping her head into place under the blade. One of them flipped a switch and activated the electromagnet which brought down the blade with full force. The girl's head rolled into a plastic bin, and her body twitched a few times while one of the men in the bloody aprons yanked a meat hook through the Achilles tendons of both her feet and hoisted her body up to bleed. "At least it looks quick!" shuddered Trine as the next girls was already in position. A few more were done, and the girls in the line began to relax a bit. Some said good luck and goodbyes, and others could even smile and giggle a bit before they were strapped down. Mothers kissed daughters farewell and assured them of how delicious they were going to be. Some took their time kissing each other, in lack of their ability to hug with their hands tied. "Well, since it's the last!" laughed Christina and gave Trine a deep tongue kiss. Both girls relaxed from it and only broke up when the butcher took Christina under her arm to strap her down on the metal board. "Bye sweet friend!" yelled Trine and watched intensely as her friend lost her head. The butcher held it by the hair instead of letting it fall down into the bloody bin with the other heads. He carefully lifted it up and yanked the neck down over a sharp rod on the table behind him. Christina's head joined two rows of mostly teenage girls' heads ready for mounting later. Trine was next and willingly lay down on the cold metal surface. She felt her neck being locked into place and looked straight down into the bin with its macabre contents. She felt the butcher grab her by her hair, to catch her head like he had with Christina and the other "mounters". Then she heard the click of the magnet. A quick blackout, followed by a light feeling. No pain? She wondered why! Then an unpleasant suffocating feeling as she felt the sharp rod bore up her throat. She knew the butcher must have impaled her head next to Christina's but naturally she couldn't turn and see for herself. Why was she still alive? She hadn't expected this! She could see her own body being hoisted up by the ankles. Then darkness crept in from the edges of her vision ... slow, then fast ... then nothingness!
Part 8 - Epilogue Mrs. Malcolm and Mrs. Jessup were sorry they didn't get to go with their girls, but they did see both of their heads impaled on the rods when they entered the butchery. They both agreed how peaceful they looked with their helpless smiles and didn't regret that they had paid for their heads to be mounted and delivered to their husbands with the meat. Although they were both graded 'B' and knew most of their meat would end up minced or even as dog food, they were both very excited when it was their turn under the guillotine. As Mrs. Malcolm had predicted, it didn't take their husbands long to call Annie and Joanna after they had talked to Carl on the phone. In fact, they had the girls pick up the meat and the mounted heads of their daughters of their way over to Mr. Malcolm's place. They all enjoyed dinner very much and even had enough meat save Mrs. Jessup's rump steak and the girls' tits in the freezer for some other occasion. They all took pleasure in the sight of Trine's and Christina's mounted heads on the wall over the dinner table, and Mr. Jessup agreed they looked so good next to each other that he decided to let Mr. Malcolm keep them both.
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