Return to Dorothy's Diner

Dorothy sat reading her mail, there seem to be a lot of it these days.
Most of the mail recently had been girls wanting her recipes. Dorothy
felt a little embarrassed at her pride but thought herself a good
cook.

Patty came from the kitchen and sat down on one of the stools next to
Dorothy. She picked up a couple of letters and read them. After
reading Patty said, "Why don''t you write a cook book, Dorothy."

Dorothy smiled as she said, "My goodness, Patty. I have enough work
around here without doing anything else."

Patty knew that was true so did not press the matter.

Dorothy got a dazed look in her eyes as a thought came to mind and
said, "You and Betty know all of my recipes, why don''t the two of you
open a cooking school?"

Patty''s face lit up at the idea. Patty stood and said as she went to
the phone, "That is a great idea. I have some ideas for it that would
be perfect."

Patty called Betty and told her of Dorothy''s idea. Betty got as
excited about it as Patty had. The two of them spent the next thirty
minutes working out the details. As soon as Betty hung up the phone,
Patty called the magazines that advertise for the diner and placed a
new ad about the cooking school. When that was done Patty went over to
Dorothy, kissed her on the cheek and said, "Thanks Dorothy, you are
the greatest. The school will be the biggest thing to ever happen."

In their spare time over the next week, the two girls worked on
transforming a room in the restaurant into the cooking school. The
room looked a little like the ones you might see in a high school home
economics class. There were major differences though, the pots and
frying pans were a lot bigger. the cutting table was big enough to
hold a human body. There was also a large pit for roasting a live
girl.

The day finally came to start the first class. Betty and Patty walked
in the class room and there were nineteen girls ,nervously, sitting
there. The two teachers were please at the number of girls to show up
and they all would have been perfect for a roast. Betty had been with
Dorothy so long she could spot a girl that wanted to be spitted, there
were three of those in the class.

Betty spoke to the class, "Hi everyone, i am glad to see so many here
for our first cooking class. I am sure some of you will learn a lot.
There is one thing I must tell you, all the meat we cook will come
from this class. That means many of you will never live to graduate to
maybe open your on restaurants."

The girls all looked around at each other, wondering which will be the
ones to die in the class room. Betty could see several smile at the
thought of dying in the class.

Betty continued talking, "One thing before we start, I will not ask
for volunteers. I will select the girls to be mutilated and cooked."
Betty pulls down a chart that is hanging on the wall. The chart has
the drawing of a female form. The female form has lines dissecting it,
marking the cuts of meat. Betty continues, "These lines show the
places to cut to get the selected cuts of meat. if you follow this
chart, you will always have the right cuts. I think the first thing we
should do is let everyone have a taste of human meat. Is there anyone
one here who has not tasted human flesh?"

All the girls raised their hands except one. Betty looked at the
pretty young girl and asked, "So you have tasted human meat, do you
want to tell us about it?"

The girl stood, slightly nervous at talking in front of a group. She
looked around the room and said, "I am Mary Ann and my father spitted
and cooked my mother a couple of years ago for a fourth of July
barbecue. It was very exciting and the meat tasted wonderful."

Betty said to Marry Ann, "That is wonderful, you should do well in
this class." Betty then asked all the girls in the room to take off
their clothes and said, "It always a good idea to inspect the meat for
the right texture for the particular type of cooking that is going to
be done. Right now I am going to roast a leg so that the others might
get their first taste of human meat."

Patty walked through the group of naked girls, stopping occasionally
to squeeze a girl''s upper thigh. She noticed several of the girl''s
pussys were dripping with excitement. Patty stopped at one pretty girl
with long brown hair. She looked her in the eye and then took the
girl''s hand and led her to the front of the class room.

Betty said to Patty, "Excellent choice." Betty then said to the class,
"You see the fullness of her thighs, they are perfect for roasting
alone. Just one of those thighs will be plenty for everyone to eat."

Patty helped the girl onto the butcher block table top. The girl laid
down on the cool wood of the table. Betty and Patty noticed the girl''s
nipples getting hard as she lay there. The two teachers new this girl
had dreamed of this moment all of her life.

Betty took a large meat cleaver and placed the sharp edge at an angle
to the girls thigh. Betty said to the class, "The trick here is to get
as much of the thigh possible. You make the cut at the same angle as
the hip moves, cutting through the joint. This makes it possible to
make the cut with one chop."

Betty raised the cleaver till it was even with her head. She let the
cleaver fall, striking her mark perfectly. The clever sliced easily
through the tender flesh and the hard bone. Blood flew from the place
where the leg was once attached. The girl screamed from the intense
pain. Patty moved quickly to stop the flow of blood. Patty said to the
class, "If a girl is to be cooked in parts, such as this one, you must
be very careful to keep them alive."

After Patty had stopped the bleeding and bandaged the wound. She then
helped her back to her seat. Betty held up the severed leg for all to
see and said, "The first thing is to wash the meat carefully." Betty
smiled as she noticed the calluses on the bottom of the foot. She
could tell this girl had walked a lot bare footed.

Once the leg and foot was cleaned Betty laid it on the table. She
brushed the leg heavily with butter. Patty then came over and took the
leg and placed it on the grill that sat in the corner of the room.
There was a slight hissing sound as the leg touched the hot grill. The
smell of cooking flesh immediately filled the room. Patty looked at
the class and said, "With a good full thigh such as this you must keep
the heat low as to not burn the meat. The lower part of the leg is not
as full and will cook a lot faster so keep most of the coals under the
thigh."

Betty watched as the girl, from which the leg came, sat there with a
smile on her face. She knew this girl had fantasies of losing a limb
so she had to feel she was in a dream right now. Betty looked back at
the class and said, "While the leg is cooking I will demonstrate the
proper gutting technique."

Patty began her walk around the room once more. She stopped by a girl
and looked down at the seat between her legs. There was a puddle of
the girl''s juices on the wooden seat. Patty took the girl by the hand
and led her to the front of the class. Betty dropped to her knees and
licked the flow of juices from the girl''s sex. The girl let out a soft
moan as Patty''s tongue touched her clit. Patty began to work her
tongue quickly on the tender clit till the girl screamed with a huge
orgasm. Patty then stood, with the girl''s love juices covering her
face, and said, "This is an important part of the class. You must
always have pleasure with the experience of cooking."

Betty continued the gutting demonstration, saying, "The two best
positions for gutting is either hung by the ankles or laying down."
Betty had the girl lay down on the floor. She then took a rope that
hung from the ceiling. At the end of the rope were two large hooks.
Betty held the hooks up to the class and said, "You can tie the rope
to the ankles but I find the hooks are a lot quicker, sometimes the
knots can be hard to remove."

Betty lifted one of the girl''s ankles. With a quick motion she pushed
the hook through the girl''s ankle, just behind the achilles tendon.
The girl screamed in pain but also had an orgasm at the same time.
Betty quickly pushed another hook through the girl''s other ankle.
Patty and Betty pulled the rope till the girl was hanging upside down.
The girl''s long red hair hung in a straight line, barely touching the
floor.

Betty moved to the girl and let her hand slide slowly down the girl''s
flat stomach. The suspension pushed the already slim stomach of the
girl in even more. Betty took a knife and placed it just above the
girl''s pubic bone and said, "When the meat is hung upside down it is
best to start here. If she was laying down I would start the cut just
below the breast bone. The cut can be made slow or fast depending on
the time and how long you want to draw out the pain for the victim."

Betty pushed the knife into the abdomen of the young girl. Blood
quickly poured from the wound and ran down the body of the girl. Betty
began to slide the knife down the slim stomach. The girl screamed in
pain. The screams filled the room and took on an almost erie sound.
The blood ran in a large stream down the girl, over her medium size
breast, and trailed off her chin in a large puddle on the floor. As
the wound got larger the organs tried to force their way out of her
body. It did not take Betty long to finish cutting her to the breast
bone. The screams stopped as suddenly as they started. Betty made
herself look away from the bloody girl and at the class as she said,
"Once the you have made the cut, the organs must be pulled out and cut
away."

Betty pushed her hand inside the girl and began to tug at her womb and
intestines. At Betty''s touch the girl orgasm a final time with her sex
organs intact. Betty cut away the organs and let them fall into a tub
that Patty had placed in front of the girl. Once all the organs were
removed Betty held open the empty cavity of the girl''s abdomen for the
class to see how carefully everything was removed. She then said to
the class, "Now is the time that you begin the stuffing. Normally I
would have the girl lying down for this but for demonstration purposes
only I will leave her hanging."

Patty brought in a large pan of potatoes, carrots, and onions. Betty
began to fill the bloody cavity with the vegetables. She could not get
all of them in because of the girl''s position. Once she had as many
vegetables as possible in the girl Betty began the suture
demonstration. She threaded a large needle with a large course cotton
thread. Betty began to stitch the stuffed abdomen closed as she said,
"Neatness does not count here. The main thing is to get enough
stitches in to make sure none of the vegetables leak out. It can also
be a good idea to stitch the pussy closed also." Betty continued with
a slight laugh, "If you don''t the vegetables may fall out of her
pussy."

Betty and Patty untied the rope and let the girl down from her hanging
position till she was laying on the floor. Patty helped the girl
stand. She stood there with the her belly protruding, looking almost
like she was pregnant. The force of the vegetables inside the girl
threaten to rip the sutures that held them in place. Betty patted the
girl''s protruding belly and said, "You can take your seat for now."

The girl walked slowly, with Patty''s help, to her seat. As she walked
a potato stopped from her pussy and fell onto the floor. All the girls
stared at her wide eyed as she walked past them. The girl took her
seat and held her hands under the extended belly as if supporting it.

Betty turned her attention from the gutted girl back to the class and
said, "Now the part of the class that everyone has been waiting for,
the spitting."

Several of the girls in the class smiled hoping they would be picked.
Patty began her walk around the room once again. She stopped at
several girls as if teasing them. She then stopped at a pretty blonde
that was slim but but fleshy. Patty took her by the hand and led her
to the front of the class. The girl looked at Patty and said in a near
whisper, "Thank you for picking me."

Patty turned to the blonde girl and kissed her passionately on her
lips. Patty kneeled on the floor and began to lick at the girls pussy
and passion bud. As Patty pleasured, the soon to be spitted girl,
Betty continued talking to the class and said, "The spitting is one of
the hardest and most delicate procedures that you will ever do."

Betty walked over and took the long spit that was leaning in a corner
of the room. It was about eight feet long. She carried the spit to
where she had been standing and continued, "You will notice the spit
has a blunt point. The spit should not be too sharp at the point or it
may damage the body along the way. We do have machines to do the
spitting but I prefer doing it by had, especially if you are just
learning. It also seems to be more romantic when done by had.

The girl moaned from the pleasure that Patty was giving her pussy, but
kept her eyes on the spit. She knew the long pole would soon replace
Patty''s tongue and pierce her body. The thought of this caused the
girl to explode in a huge orgasm. Everyone in the room shifted their
focus away from Betty to the moaning girl.

Patty stood and then led the girl to the table. Patty helped the girl
onto the table and had her lay on her back. Patty pushed the girl''s
knees up and then apart, exposing her pussy for everyone to see. Patty
then looked at Mary Ann and pointed to another girl and motioned for
them to come to the front. Patty said to the girls, "You are to do the
spitting, Betty and myself will be here to guide you."

Betty handed the spit to Mary Ann and said, "You will be the leader of
the exercise since you have a little experience."

Mary Ann, with the other girl following her, walk around the girl on
the table till she was facing her pussy. Mary Ann could see the girl''s
pussy, still wet from her orgasm. Mary ann could tell the girl was not
for away from another orgasm. Mary Ann, with the girl''s help lifted
the spit and placed the blunt point into the girl''s wet pussy. The
girl jump slightly from the cold steel as it entered her hot pussy.
Mary ann began began to fuck the girl''s pussy with the the spit, each
time pushing it farther in.

The girl moaned in pleasure as the two inch in diameter spit fucked
her pussy. She felt an orgasm approaching and knew it would be a large
one. When the spit hit her cervix she exploded in another orgasm. The
pleasure of the orgasm soon joined the pain in her body as the spit
tore into her cervix. The girl screamed as she felt the spit tear into
her body. Through the pleasure and pain her mind thought how she had
wanted this from the first day she ever first heard of being spitted
and cooked alive.

Mary Ann and the girl continued pushing the spit deeper into the
girl''s body as Patty move to kiss the girl on the table. Betty move to
kiss and suck at the girl''s huge nipples. It took all the strength the
girls had to push the spit through the organs.

The girl that had been gutted sat in her seat with her hand over her
pussy. In part to keep the vegetables from falling out of her pussy
and to play with her clit. She soon orgasm, she was surprised to find
the sensation not much different from before. The only thing she could
feel that was very different was that a potato popped out of her pussy
instead of her normal flow of juices.

The girl being spitted relished the pleasure Patty and Betty were
giving her, but the spit tearing through her body was her main
interest and desire. The girl laid her hand on her belly just below
her navel. She could feel the hardness of the spit against her hand.
She wanted this feeling to last forever but knew it wouldn''t.

Mary ann continued to push the spit deeper into her body. She felt a
sudden stoppage of the spit as it hit the girl''s stomach. The two
girls pushed with all their might till the spit burst through and into
the girl''s stomach. Blood was seeping from the girl''s pussy and onto
the table.

The girl winced as the spit tore into her stomach and then there was
no pain at all. She felt as if she had just eaten a huge meal. She
burped suddenly and then felt a hot liquid in her mouth, She tasted
her own blood for the first time and liked the taste. She could feel
Patty''s tongue in her mouth as if lapping at the blood.

Mary ann looked around the room and saw that every girl in the class
was masturbating. She wished her hands were free so she could play
with her own pussy. Betty''s voice brought Marry Ann back to what she
was doing as she said, "Now work the spit slowly in a circle till you
feel it drop into a small hole, this will be her esophagus."

Mary ann did as she was instructed and felt the spit move forward
slightly as it entered the end of the girl''s esophagus. Marry Ann
began to push the spit once again. The girl behind her was mostly
supporting the spit''s length by this time.

The girl felt the spit enter her esophagus. It pushed at her chest
making it feel as if it was going to burst open from the pressure. She
felt the spit slide slowly into her chest. She could feel her heart
pounding against the intruder in her body. She knew the spit would
soon pierce her whole body. The thoughts and feel of this made her
orgasm once again. She tried to buck with the orgasm but the spit held
her still. She then felt the spit touch the back of her throat. She
started to gag as if trying the throw it up. She felt someone tilt her
head back and the spit entered her throat and push against her teeth,
forcing her mouth wide open. She could feel the blooded steel against
her lips. She watched as the spit slid out of her mouth till there was
a couple of feet sticking out. Her breathing had stopped as the spit
had entered her mouth but she had not noticed at first. She began
gasping for air with no chance of breathing with the spit in her. The
girl knew at this point she was going to die. Then she felt a sharp
sting on her throat, as Betty made a cut, and air once more flowed
into her lungs.

Betty pulled the scalpel away from the spitted girl''s throat and said
to the class, "With the spit blocking her airway it is necessary to
open a passage for her to breath. If you do not do this the girl will
die quickly and no one wants that. Now that the spitting is done you
can gut the girl and stuff her or cook her just as she is. Since we
have already done the gutting exercise we will move on to the cooking
portion. But before we do this the stabilizers must be inserted."

Betty lowered the girl''s legs till they were lined up with a hole in
the spit. She took a rod about three feet in length and very sharp on
the end. She pressed the rod into the muscle and flesh just below the
girl''s knee. Everyone could hear a muffled scream come from the
spitted girl. Betty continued pushing the rod till it came out the
other side of the girl''s leg. She guided the rod through a hole in the
spit and then through the girl''s other leg. She then slid a ring with
a long pointed rod onto the spit. Betty placed the point of the rod
against the girl''s ass hole. she pushed the rod deep into the girl''s
ass, causing more blood to flow from her ass. She then tighten the
screws on the stabilizer, holding the rod in place.

Patty said to the class, if everyone will follow us to the kitchen we
will begin."

Mary Ann and the other girl lifted the spit and carried it as they
followed Patty. Betty stayed behind to help the gutted girl to the
kitchen. Once there Mary Ann and the other girl placed the spit over
the hot coals of the huge barbecue pit. Patty attached a coupling to
the spit, pressed a switch and the spit began to rotate over the hot
coals.

Betty opened up a huge oven and pulled out a rack which held a large
roasting pan. She had the gutted girl kneel on the pan and then tied
her hands behind her back and then to her ankles, pulling the rope
tight. Betty then pushed the rack holding the girl into the oven,
kissed the girl, and closed the door. Betty said to the class as she
turned on the oven, "I am going to start the heat at 250 degrees. The
lower temperature will allow the girl to enjoy the experience longer.
As soon as she begins to cook the temperature should be increased to
325."

The girl in the oven watched as the oven glowed a dull red as the
heating units came on. She could feel the heat against her face first.
Her only regret was that she could not have her hands free to play
with her aching pussy. It did not take long for the heat in the oven
to become stifling. She could now feel the heat of the pan against her
knees. Soon she Felt her legs start to burn. She moaned in pleasure as
the burning pain ran through her legs. She knew soon her whole body
would feel the burning pain. Suddenly she notice steam begin to rise
from the pan. she knew her legs had blistered and burst open. The girl
the felt a burning over her whole body just like the time she stayed
too long on the nude beach. She remember how she has cursed herself
for that. This time the burning was going to be a lot worse but only
this time she would not curse herself but give thanks for the chance
of being cooked alive and eaten.

Thirty minutes later the girl in the oven watched as blisters burst
all over her body and turned to steam. She could smell the delightful
aroma of her cooking flesh as she lost consciousness never to awaken
again.

The girl on the spit watched as the world turned around her. The heat
from the coals burned her skin as each side faced them. She would have
screamed, if it had been possible, when her hair suddenly caught fire
and burned quickly away. She watched as blisters formed on her skin
and then burst. The girl watched the small plumes of steam drifted
upwards as the liquid from the blisters hit the hot coals. She then
heard Betty''s voice and for some strange reason was still interest in
what she had to say. The girl laughed at the thought that she was
still a part of the class, at least till her flesh had been consumed
at the graduation ceremonies.

Betty said with pride to the class, "All of you girls have learned a
lot today. It will take some practice to do everything right so that
is why we will do the final exercise in here as we watch your
graduation dinner cook. I want all of you girls to pair off. You
decide as a group who will be your partner."

The girls began to talk among each other. Soon they were scattered
around the kitchen in pairs. Betty noticed there was and odd number and
three were standing together. One of those three was Mary Ann. Betty
said to Mary Ann, " It is not necessary for you to participate in
this exercise ."

Mary Ann move to stand next to Patty and Betty. Betty continued
telling the girls, "Between the pairs you decide who is to be spitted.
The other girl is to do the spitting. This is your first chance to do
the spitting for yourselves. If the girl dies before she is placed
over the coals you fail the class."

Each pair of girls began to talk to one another. In a couple of the
pairs arguments broke out as to who would be the one spitted. It seems
both of the girls wanted to be spitted. Soon all the pairs had made
their decisions. Patty handed out eight spits to the girls.

Patty, Betty and Mary Ann took a seat to watch the mass spitting. None
of the three girls had seen so many people spitted at one time. Betty
whispered something to Patty and she nodded her head. Betty turned to
Mary Ann and said, "You did wonderful in the spitting and you seem to
enjoy it so much. Patty and myself would like for you to come to work
here."

Mary Ann became ecstatic and said, "That would be wonderful, I would
love that. But you do know that I want to be spitted someday."

Betty said with a smile, "I know and so does Patty. Maybe someday I
will double spit the two of you."

This made Patty nd Mary Ann both smile as the two looked at each
other. Patty moved to sit next to Mary Ann and began to kiss her
passionately as eight girls were being spitted around them. The two
girl''s moans joined those of the spitted girls.

That night there was a huge feast for the graduating class. They ate
heartily on their former class mates. All of the girls graduated but
one. She had missed her girl''s esophagus and the spit passed through
the girl''s heart. They watched as the failing student was being
spitted as the graduating class ate.

The end