This story contains snuff, cannibalism, and sex. This is a work of fiction although it is based on actual events that happen in Texas during the late sixties. Please do not read any farther if you are under eighteen or do not like the things described above. tlc

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Dorothy's Diner

                                Preface 

Dorothy ran one of the best diners in the state. People came from all 
over the country to taste her home cooking. Dorothy, in her mid 
sixties, is still as spry as someone half her age. Everyone that meets 
her feels they have met a new friend. Walking into her roadside diner 
you would think it no different from the thousands spread across the 
country. Yet her's is a little different. in the front part you can 
find the normal fried chicken and green beans. The special dining room 
is what brings her best paying customers. In this room, once a week, 
she serves a variety of human meat. Her fame is spreading around the 
country so she expects, soon, she might have to close the little diner 
and open a restaurant that only serves human flesh. Dorothy learned to 
cook humans from her grandfather. He ran a diner in Texas. There was 
once a movie made about his place. The movie was called "The Texas 
Chainsaw Massacre". The movie made her grandfather seem like an evil 
man but he just wanted to make the best barbecue in Texas. 

When dorothy first started to follow in her grandfather's footsteps 
she had to get the girls by kidnapping them. Things changed somewhere 
in the mid eighties. Girls found about her diner and came in to 
volunteer for her pit. Since Dorothy was getting older by this time it 
made her job a lot easier. Every now and then a girl would change her 
mind and Dorothy would have to go back to some of her old techniques. 
She learned from her grandfather to kill them with one lick to the 
head. There was the second movie they made about her grandfather where 
he couldn't kill this girl with one lick. Everybody around knew that 
wasn't true, he always got them with one lick to the back of the head. 
Dorothy was different from her grandfather, she liked to cook her 
girls alive. She believed it gave them a better flavor. 


                                   Chapter I 

Dorothy heard a knocking on the back door of her diner. She opened the 
door and three girls were standing there. The girl with long black 
hair asked, "Is this the diner where you cook the barbecue?" 

Dorothy replies, "Yea, I do a little cookin' here. You interested in 
some barbecue?" 

The girl with black hair responded, "I guess so...I mean we would like 
to be  barbecue." 

Dorothy looked over the three girls close trying to figure if they 
might be working for the cops. She noticed the excitement in their 
eyes that a cop would not have. She invited the girls in and told them 
to take off their clothes. The girls immediately strip and stood 
before Dorothy. Dorothy walked around the girls and pinched them in 
different parts of their bodies. Two if the girls were pretty lean and 
would roast well. One of the girls had a little fat on her. Dorothy 
decided she would do for frying or stewing. 

Dorothy told the girl with black hair, that did all of the talking, 
and the other lean girl to have a seat. She explained she had some 
southern gentlemen coming that night and they like southern fired 
girl. She took the plump girl over to a chair and had her sit down. 
She then shaved her head and pussy. Once she had her hair removed, 
Dorothy led her to a big pot. She told the girl to get in and rub the 
liquid all over her body. The pot held Dorothy's special mixture of 
milk, eggs, and spices. The girl looked as if she was taking a bath 
rubbing the milky liquid over her body. Dorothy smiled as she noticed 
the girl rub more of the liquid on her pussy and large breast. Dorothy 
knew the girl was getting sexual pleasure form the ordeal. Dorothy 
told the girl to get out of pot and pointed to a pan near by. The 
girl, near orgasm, stepped out of the pot and went to the pan 
indicated by Dorothy. This pan contained flour and spices. Dorothy 
told the girl to lay down in the pan and roll around till she was 
covered. The girl rolled around till the flour was bound to her body 
by the egg and milk mixture. The plump girl looked like something from 
a sci-fi magazine with the flour stuck to her body. 

Dorothy led the girl over to this big wire basket. She had the girl 
kneel down in the basket. She tied her hands behind her back and then 
attached them to her ankles. Dorothy pressed a button and a hoist 
lifted the basket, with the girl inside, up and over a large pot of 
boiling lard. When the basket was positioned over the boiling lard the 
girl's eyes widened in fear. Reality had hit the plump girl that it 
was really happening. Dorothy did not care if the girl had gotten 
reality and fantasy mixed up. All she wanted was for her to brown up 
nice and crisp. Dorothy pressed a button and the floured girl was 
lowered to the boiling lard. When her legs touched the hot lard the 
girl let out a scream. The hoist moved slow so it took almost a minute 
for the girl to disappear into the boiling liquid. 

Dorothy looked at the other two girls as they watched their friend 
being deep fried. For a minute she thought the girls might try to 
leave. They watched as their friend rolled around in the hot lard. All 
three watched as the girl begin to slowly brown. It looked as if the 
frying girl was caught in a whirlpool as she continuously rolled over 
and over in the hot liquid. After an hour the girl was rolling on top 
of the hot lard. This indicated to Dorothy the girl had finished 
cooking. Dorothy hit a button on the hoist and the basket, containing 
the fried girl, raised out of the lard. The two other girls looked at 
what remained of their friend. There was no resemblance to the girl 
that had walked in just a couple of hours earlier. The figure was 
covered with the brown flour. The shape looked human but other wise it 
looked like a perfectly fried piece of meat. Dorothy hit another 
button on the hoist and it tilted till the fried girl tumbled out of 
the basket onto a paper covered platter. When the girl hit the platter 
she rolled slightly. 

Dorothy walked over to the cooked girl and pinched where her nipple 
was. A piece of the brown bread and a nipple came off in her hand. She 
popped the fried nipple into her mouth and said, "That sure is good, 
wish I had time to eat some of it but there is plenty of work to be 
done." 

There was another knock on the door. Dorothy opened it and there were 
six girls standing there. Dorothy now had more girls wanting to be 
cooked and eaten. Dorothy pressed a button and two men entered the 
kitchen. She had the men carry the fried girl to the private dining 
room, where two men waited on their country fried girl. 

Dorothy looked at the eight girls now seated around the kitchen. All 
of the girl's eyes were fixed on the fried girl being carried out of 
the kitchen. Dorothy spoke to the girls, "You girls are the best I 
have seen around here in a while. There is a big party tonight and for 
a while I thought I was going to have to serve frozen meat. You girls 
follow me out to the smoke house." 

The girls followed Dorothy out the back door to the large building a 
hundred feet away. The inside of the building was lined with a large 
rack over pits of hot coals. Dorothy looked at the last six girls to 
come and said, "You girls go back to the bathroom and shave all of the 
hair off your body. Be sure and pay special attention to that pussy of 
yours." Dorothy looked at the two girls that had come with the first 
one and said, "I have something special planned for the two of you so 
be patient with me." 

Shortly the six bald and naked girls filed back and stood in front of 
Dorothy. She looked them over close and was pleased at the shaving. 
Dorothy asked the girls, "Do any of you girls want to just walk up on 
the pit like you are and do a little dance on the hot coals for me?" 
two of the girls stepped forward, this pleased Dorothy. She liked to 
see girls cook themselves alive but it did mean a little extra trouble 
to her. She had the two volunteers to stand facing the barbecue pits 
while she went over to the four others and said, "I guess we better 
get you girls ready for cookin'." 

Dorothy led the girls to an area where the floor was stained red with 
the blood of girls long since eaten. She pressed a button and a hook 
came down from the ceiling. Dorothy slapped the hook against the back  
of one of the girls. The hook went deep into the girl's spinal cord 
just below her neck. Dorothy touched a button and the girl rose off 
the floor, screaming and body twitching as the hook dug deeper into 
her body. dorothy stopped the girl when she was about a foot off the 
floor. She slid a was tub under the twitching and screaming girl. She 
then took a long sharp knife and strabbed the girl in her belly 
button. Dorothy worked the knife down to her pubic bone and then back 
up to her breast bone. Blood ran in streams from the open wound to the 
tub below. Dorothy put her hand in the wound and began pulling the 
girls intestines and stomach out. All of the girl's guts fell into the 
wash tub. Dorothy then took a garden hose and washed the inside of the 
girl till there was little blood. 

Dorothy repeated this till all of the girls were hanging by a hook and 
gutted. Dorothy pushed the girls on a trolley till they were over the 
rack and then lowered them. The girls twitched and screamed as they 
hit the hot rack. Dorothy was pleased that all the girls survived the 
gutting. She hated to cook dead meat. 

Dorothy went back to the two frighten girls standing in front of the 
rack. They had seen their friends gutted and placed on the rack. 
Dorothy spoke to the girls and said, "You two can change your mind and 
get gutted first, if that is  what you want." 

One of the girls spoke shakily, "No Mame, I have dreamed about being 
cooked  alive all of my life." 

Dorothy smiled at the girls and said, "Ok girls, your dream is about 
to come true. For your courage I will serve you to my best customers 
and friends. Now lets get started." 

The girls stepped on the bench in front of the rack. The next step 
will put them over the hot coals. The girls looked at each other and 
stepped onto the hot rack. They moved from foot to foot trying to stop 
the burning in their feet. Dorothy smiled at the vain attempts to 
avoid the heat and said, "Girls, its like swimming in cold water. you 
have to just dive right in. The sooner you start cookin' the quicker 
the pain goes away." 

The girls did just that, they lay down on their backs. They both let 
out loud screams as the heat burned blisters on their tender flesh. 
One of the girls passed out from the pain but the one that had spoken 
rolled from her front to back almost continuously. Dorothy watched the 
girl move around and new this would save her a lot of work. Every time 
the girl changed sides Dorothy could see the marks from the rack on 
her young body. She could see the sweat and body juices flow from the 
girl. Each time the fat dripped from the girls flames would erupt from 
the hot coals below. 

The girl was barely moving by now. The last time she move, she looked 
at Dorothy. There was a look of relief and a smile on her face. 
Dorothy knew this girl had orgasmed sometime since she started 
cooking. She had lived and died her fantasy. This almost brought tears 
to Dorothy's eyes. 

Dorothy went around every thirty minutes turning the girls on the 
rack. The house filled with the aroma of the cooking girls. People 
from miles around could smell the barbecue. Dorothy knew the diner 
would be packed tonight. She smiled at the thought of the people 
sitting around eating her barbecue and complimenting her on the taste. 
If only they knew it was human flesh they were eating. The only people 
that would know were those sitting in the special dining room. 

Dorothy went over to the two girls, that had sat patiently while 
Dorothy had prepared the other girls. Dorothy looked at the girl with 
black hair and said, "I am going to save you till tomorrow night. I am 
going to have a private dinner at my house and you are one of he best 
girls I have ever had. For waiting I will let you help prepare your 
friend tonight." 

This seemed to please the girl with black hair. Everyone liked to feel 
special at sometime in their life, even if it was a short life. 
Dorothy and the two girls went back to the diner and went into the 
private dining room. In the middle of the dining room was a pit with 
hot coals. She looked at the girl to be cooked and said, "You are 
going to be cooked in front of my guest. A lot of people like to see 
their food bein' cooked." 

Dorothy had the girl lay down on a table with her legs wide apart. She 
lathered the girl's pussy and had the girl with black hair shave off 
the girl's pubic hair. Dorothy then took a long spit and placed it in 
the girl's pussy. The girl with black hair helped as they pushed 
together, forcing the  spit into the screaming girls abdomen. While 
the spit remained just in the girls intestines, Dorothy cut open the 
girl and removed her intestines and other organs. Then the two women 
pushed on the spit once more. The spit soon popped out of the girl's, 
open mouth. The spit silenced the girl's screams and the room was 
silent once more. Dorothy then stuffed the open abdomen of the girl 
with potatoes, carrots, and onions. She the sewed the opening closed 
with heavy string. Dorothy had the girl, with black hair, help carry 
the spitted girl and place it on the brackets that would hold her over 
the hot coals. The end of the spit had a crank on it and Dorothy had 
the girl with black hair turn the spiited girl over the hot coals. 

The room soon started filling with a half dozen couples. They all 
mumbled and pointed to the spitted girl being turned over the hot 
coals. Dorothy was pleased that everyone was so excited. She knew this 
was going to be one of  those wild nights. Everyone was soon seated 
except this tall blonde woman. She walked over and looked close at the 
girl slowly cooking over the fire. The blonde woman looked into the 
eyes of the cooking girl. She smiled when she saw the girl was still 
alive as she looked back at her. The blonde woman them turned her 
attention to the girl with black hair that was turning the spit. The 
girl with black hair was still naked. She looked beautiful with the 
sweat running down her body as she turned the spit. The woman with 
blonde hair knelt beside her and then licked a drop of sweat from her 
nipples. This made the  girl with black hair tremble slightly but she 
continued turning. The blonde then lay down on the floor and began 
licking her pussy. The girl with black hair stopped turning for a 
second but quickly noticed and continued turning the spit. It did not 
take long for the tongue of the blond to bring the girl with black 
hair to orgasm. Her screams echoed around the room. This made everyone 
in the room stop talking and look at the two women. 

The blonde went back to her table with pussy juices on her face and a 
smile on her lips. Dorothy went over to the girl with black hair and 
said, "Betty, you put on a good show for the guest." 

The girl with dark hair looked at Dorothy with shock on her face and 
asked, "How...how did you know my name?" 

Dorothy smiled and said, "Do you think I am a stupid old woman. I had 
this feeling about you so I did a little checking. I guess my feelins' 
were right about you, Miss FBI agent." 

Betty looked surprised and sadden by the knowledge of the old woman 
and said, "I am an agent and was sent here to investigate you. I 
volunteered for the assignment because I have always wondered  what it 
would be liked to be cooked. I did not believe what they told me about 
this place. I figured it was just talk. I am not going to tell 
anything about this place." 

Dorothy interrupted and said, "I know you are not going to tell. You 
are going to die here." 

Betty continued to turn the spit as she said, "I want to die here, 
that is the reason I came. I can also call the home office and tell 
them there is nothing going on here. I will tell them it is just a 
sweet old lady running a respectable diner with good food." 

Dorothy with concern on her face replied, "I will think about what you 
said. We will talk more after dinner." 

Dorothy went back to taking care of her guest and did not think about 
Betty. She knew there was nothing the girl could do with all these 
people around. A man left his table and went over to betty. He told 
Betty to get on her knees. She did as he asked. The man dropped his 
pants and rammed his eight inch cock into her wet pussy. The man was 
surprised her pussy was so wet. He watched  the girl slowly turning 
brown on the spit as he pumped his hard cock in Betty's pussy. It did 
not take long for him to shoot his come into her hungry pussy. WHen 
the man pulled out there was another to take his place. 

It took everything in Betty to keep the spit turning as the men fucked 
her ass and pussy. Every man and woman in the place took at least one 
turn with Betty. Betty was not sure how many times she orgasmed but 
she was near collapse from exhaustion. It now took everything she had 
to turn the spit. Dorothy came over and lay a hand on her shoulder and 
said, "You can stop turning now, she is done cookin'" 

Dorothy collapsed onto the floor from exhaustion. Two men came over 
and lifted the girl from the coals and placed her cooked body on a 
table. Dorothy then cut open the girl where the steaming vegetables 
lay in her body. Dorothy filled plates with slices of the meat and 
vegetables. Soon everyone in the special room was eating like it was 
their last meal. Dorothy helped Betty off the floor and into the 
kitchen. She then fixed her a plate with one of the girl's breast and 
vegetables. Betty took a small bite of the breast, unsure what it 
would taste like. She chewed slowly and smiled. soon she had devoured 
the complete breast and  all of the vegetables. 

                             Chapter II 

As the diners were filing out the door the blonde that first ate 
Betty's pussy stopped. She pulled Dorothy to the side and said, "I 
want to thank you for the great meal." She hesitated and continued 
talking, "I was wondering if I could be on the menu one night?" 

Dorothy smiled, this had happened many times. She then replied, 
looking the girl over, "Sure you can honey. Just take off your clothes 
and go stand next to Betty." 

The blonde did as she was told. She looked at her husband and waved. 
He smiled as Dorothy came came over to him, "Since you are supplying 
the main course you are invited to my house tomorrow night for the 
cook out." 

The man thanked her and waved goodbye to his wife. Dorothy and the two 
women cleaned the special dining room. Dorothy and the two girls left 
while the employees were still cleaning the diner. The three got into 
Dorothy's old pick up truck. 

They soon arrived at dorothy's house. It was a large old country 
house. Behind the house was a large barn. Dorothy led the girls to the 
barn. Even after the things they had seen at the diner, they were 
shocked. The walls of the barn were lined with cells. There must have 
been at least fifty girls in these cells. Several of the girls called 
out, "When are we going to be cooked?" 

Dorothy smiled and said, "Soon girls, just be patient. There are just  
so many people to feed around here." 

Dorothy put Betty and the blonde woman in a cell together. Dorothy 
told Betty they would talk more the next morning. Betty and the blonde 
made love most of the night. Many of the other girls had paired off 
into groups of two's and three's to do the same thing. The barn was 
filled with the screams of passion from the girls. 

The next morning Dorothy let Betty out of the cell. They went into the 
house. Dorothy told Betty it was time to make the call. Betty dialed a 
number from memory and a man answered. Betty told  the man her badge 
number and told him the things she had promised Dorothy. Betty did a 
good job of convincing him there was nothing illegal going on at the 
diner. Betty then told the man she needed to take some time off and 
relax. 

Dorothy had liked Betty the first time she had seen her. She had been 
a little disapointed when she found out the reason she was there. Now 
that the phone call was made Dorothy needed to find out how much she 
could trust Betty. She would put Betty to the test at the cook out 
that night. It was time to clear some of the girls out of the barn and 
put them in the freezer. 

Around four o'clock the guest started arriving. They all milled around 
the yard near the barbecue pit. There were at least thirty people 
there. Each of the people had paid a lot of money to be there, except 
for the blonde's husband. He had given the most there, his wife. 

Dorothy and Betty led six of the girls to the middle of the crowd. A 
voice out of the crowd called out, "Dorothy, lets see if you can still 
take them down with one lick." 

Dorothy could not turn down a challenge but hated to kill a girl so 
quickly. Killing them quick was okay when she had to take them by 
force, but now it seemed such a waste. Someone pushed a claw hammer 
into her hand. She went behind one of the naked girls and raised the 
hammer. With a quick snap of her wrist the hammer struck the girl at 
the base of her head. Everyone could see death in the girls eyes 
before she hit the ground. The hammer also struck a nerve and the girl 
lay twitching on the ground. Everyone cheered Dorothy. Dorothy decided 
to teach Betty how to kill and also test her. She gave Betty the 
hammer and pointed to a naked girl. Betty went behind the girl and hit 
her on the head. The girl fell to the ground but soon rose to her 
knees. Everyone laughed at the failure. This made Betty feel bad, she 
wanted to be as good as Dorothy. Dorothy went over to Betty and took 
the hammer. She showed Betty the wrist action and pointed to a spot at 
the bottom of the girl's skull. Betty mimicked Dorothy's movements and 
brought the hammer down on the girl's head once more. This time the 
girl lay on the ground twitching and bleeding but she was not dead. 
Betty waited a few minutes for the girl to revive. When the girl was 
back on her knees, she brought the hammer down once more. This time 
the girl died the instant the hammer connected. The dead girl lay on 
the ground twitching in her own blood. 

A couple of men carried the girl to an a-frame and hoisted her up by 
her feet. Dorothy handed Betty a knife and told her to bleed and gut 
the woman. Betty and seen animals dressed before so knew what to do. 
She cut the woman's throat and then sliced open her belly. Betty 
reached into the gaping wound and pulled out the organs with her 
hands. Betty was excited at killing and cleaning her first girl. She 
was beaming with pride. Dorothy told her that she had done a good job, 
this really excited Betty. for the rest of the day Betty was not far 
from the bloody hammer that she had used. She talked about framing the 
hammer. Betty had forgotten in the excitement that she was to be a 
main course that night. 

Dorothy brought out the blonde girl that had volunteered the night 
before. She went to her husband, gave him a big kiss and said, "This 
is for you darling. I hope you enjoy me. I wanted to wait till your 
birthday but I couldn't wait any longer." 

Her husband replied, "That's okay darling, I can't wait to bite into 
one of your large tits. I am starving so I hope it doesn't take you 
long to cook." 

The blonde told dorothy that she wanted to live as long as possible. 
Dorothy told the girl she would skip the gutting to save on blood 
loss. She told the girl she might live for an hour, if she was lucky. 

Dorothy led the girl to a platform with a chair on top. The blonde 
climbed onto the platform and looked at the chair. The chair had a 
hole in the seat. The spit stuck about six inches through the hole. 
She sat on the chair easing the spit into her wet pussy. Dorothy hit a 
lever and the platform dropped leaving the girl impaled on the spit. 
The sudden drop drove the spit nearly a foot into the screaming girl. 
Dorothy told the girl it would take about an hour for the spit to come 
out of her mouth. 

Two of the girls left were small twins, they stood about five feet 
tall. Dorothy had the girls kneel on the table. She had one eat her 
sister's pussy. Dorothy and Betty took a spit and stuck it into the 
first girl's pussy. The girl squealed slightly as the spit hit her 
cervix. They pushed till the spit broke through. The girl screamed but 
continued eating her twin's pussy. They pushed the spit till it popped 
out of her mouth and into her sister pussy. The spit was now slick 
with the first girl's blood and moved easily. They pushed till the 
spit was coming out of the second twins mouth. The first twins nose 
was sticking in the ass of her sister. Betty gutted and stuffed one 
twin while Dorothy did the other. Soon the two girls were turning over 
the hot coals. Dorothy liked to double spit twins. She figured a pair 
should always remain a pair. 

Dorothy looked up as she heard the blonde gag. She knew the spit must 
be at her throat. Everyone watched as the spit suddenly spat out of 
the blonde's mouth. The blonde slid slowly down the spit till her feet 
hit the platform. A couple of men helped Dorothy take down the spit 
and place it next to the twins. The blonde's husband was allowed to 
and crank his wife over the coals. He turned the crank with one hand 
and masturbated with the other. 

Dorothy looked at Betty and said, "Lets see if you can still use that 
hammer of yours?" 

Betty's eyes lit up as she picked up her hammer. She went to the two 
remaining girls and hit them like she had been taught. Both girls fell 
dead to the ground twitching. Dorothy complimented Betty on being such 
a fast learner and went into the barn. She brought out twenty more 
girls. Ten of the girls were singled out because they had special 
request. Those ten wanted to be slow hanged. Dorothy led the girls to 
the gallows and told Betty to use the hammer on the others. Betty went 
to work on the girls as Dorothy put a noose around the other girl's 
necks. Dorothy climbed down and pulled a lever. The bottom dropped out 
of the gallows and the girls dropped about a foot. The crowd cheered 
at the sight of ten naked girls doing a dance of death at the end of a 
rope. The girls turned red and then blue. The men lined up to take 
turns fucking the dying girls. Each man hoped to be the one fucking a 
girl when she died. 

Dorothy turned to Betty as she hit the last girl with her hammer. 
Betty saw Dorothy and smiled at her. She was proud of being good with 
the hammer. The rest of the men and women took the girls Betty had 
killed and had sex with them. The men wanted them while they were 
still twitching from the hammer but continued to fuck the girls as 
they lay still. 

Dorothy took Betty by the arm and walked away from the crowd fucking 
the dead and dying girls. Dorothy looked Betty in the eye and said, 
"You are suppose to be cooked tonight." 

Betty replied, "I was having such a good time I forgot but I am ready 
anytime." 

Dorothy said with feelings, "I like you Betty. I will cook you if that 
is what you want but I would rather not. I am an old woman and may not 
have many more years to live. I need someone to help me and to carry 
on when I am gone. I knew when I saw you use that hammer you were the 
one. I have never seen anyone outside of this family kill like you 
did. I want you to stay and help me." 

Betty's eyes lit up and said excitedly, "I guess I will always wonder 
what it is like to be cooked but for now I want to help you. Just the 
thought of killing a girl and then watching her cook makes my pussy 
wet." 

The rest of the day went well. Most of the girls were cleaned and put 
in the cooler for barbecue to be sold at the diner. The blondes 
husband ate his wife till he was stuffed and Dorothy wrapped the rest 
for him to take home. He would enjoy his wife for a long time to come. 
There was nothing left of the twins but their bones. Even those were 
ground up and used for fertilizer at the local farms. 

Betty took her life savings and the two women opened the big 
restaurant and was soon serving people from all over the world. As the 
word spread more and more young girls came and volunteered to be 
cooked. The small diner was kept open and it became famous for its 
barbecue. Many unsuspecting tourist bought the barbecue, unaware that 
it was made with human meat. They only knew it was the best they had 
ever eaten. 

The end