This story contains sex, snuff and cannibalism. Do not read if you are under eighteen or do not like stories on this subject. This is fiction and should not be taken as reality.

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Thanksgiving Day

Hope eased out of bed being careful not to wake her husband. She went down stairs and called her best friend, Tess. The phone rang a few times nd then a sleepy voice came over the phone, “Hello.”

Hope said cheerfully, “Wake up sleepy head, are you going to sleep all day?”

Tess replied, still half asleep, “What time is it?”

Hope said abruptly wanting to stir her friend awake, “We have a lot of things to do. We have to get everything ready for tomorrow’s diner.”

This seemed to wake Tess and she said, “Pick me up in an hour.”

Not wanting to be delayed they ended their talk. Hope hung up the phone and went to the shower. She turned on the water and dropped her blue nylon gown from her shoulders onto the floor. Hope looked at herself in the full-length mirror on the door. She ran her hand over her flat stomach and then down to her shaved pussy. Hope was please with her body and knew her husband loved it.

Hope pulled her hand away from her pussy and stepped in the shower. She knew there was too much to be done to play around. She quickly washed and stepped out of the shower. She eased back into the bedroom and got her clothes.

Hope stopped the car in front of Tess’ house. Tess came running out of the house. Hope admired the slim perfect body of her friend. She thought of making a stop and eating her friend's pussy, but decided against it. Tess jumped in the car and said, “Where to first?”

Hope replied as she started the car, “We had better check on the oven first.

It might be hard to get one this close to the holiday.”

Hope and Tess walked into the store that sold restaurant equipment. A friendly middle-aged man approached the two women and asked, “Can I help the two of you?”

Hope replied, “We are looking for a large oven. We want something... Lets say we have a large meal to prepare.”

The man led them to a large stainless steel oven. Hope opened the door and looked around. It seemed a little small to her. The only way to tell for sure if it was big enough was to get inside. The salesman looked at Hope strangely as she stepped into the oven. She lay down on the rack and pulled her legs into a fetal position. The oven still seemed small but it would do. Hope saw the man’s puzzled look so she said, “I have an extra large turkey to cook.”

This did not stop the man’s puzzled look but Tess got a laugh out of it. Hope paid for the oven and told the man where to deliver it. The next stop was the grocery store. The two women walked around the store getting the usual things one needs for a thanksgiving dinner.

The two stopped at the shelves holding the stuffing. Tess looked at Hope and asked, “How much do you think we will need?”

Hope patted her belly and laughed as she replied, “Get a couple dozen boxes, I feel empty today.”

The two girls paid for the groceries and rushed home. They were putting up the groceries when Hope’s husband, David, walked in. He fixed himself a cup of coffee and said, “You two sure have been busy. I can’t wait till tomorrow.”

Hope anxiously said, “I bet you can’t. Now you had better get out of here, we have a lot of work to do.”

The two women spent the rest of the day baking cakes and pies. Just with the deserts they had enough to feed half the town. They also fixed the potato salad. A knock at the door interrupted their work. Hope went to the door and opened it. A deliveryman was standing there. He admired the pretty woman and said, “I have a delivery for a person named Hope.”

Hope excitedly replied, “I am her.”

Hope signed a paper for the man and two other men rolled in a large crate and set it in the kitchen. The two women ripped the crate from around the large shining oven. Hope opened the door of the oven and looked round as she said, “I hope this is going to be big enough. Let’s do a trial run to check things out.”

Tess got the large roasting pan they had found at a flea market. Hoped pulled the rack out of the oven and Tess placed the pan on it. Hope stepped into the pan, feeling the rack give slightly. She thought at first the rack would not hold her weight. She stood in the pan satisfied the rack would hold. Hope slid down onto her back in the pan and pulled her feet to her chin. She wiggled till her ass touched the side of the pan. Hope’s head did not fit all the way in. The side of the pan held her head up and pushed her chin into her chest.

It took all of Tess’s strength to push the rack, holding her friend, into the oven. Tess closed the door and asked through the glass of the door, “How is it in there?”

Hope’s voice echoed slightly as she replied, “I have plenty of room as long as I don’t move around. I think we will need something to tie my legs in this position.”

Hope pushed the door open and climbed out of the oven. She searched through a cabinet and found a ball of roasting string. I think this will be strong enough.”

Hope took off her clothes, lay down on the kitchen table and pulled her legs into the fetal position. Tess took the string and looped it around Hope’s knees and then her neck. She then pulled on the cord tight, pulling hope’s knees against her chest. Tess stepped back, smiled, and said, “You look good enough to eat, and in fact I think I will.”

Tess leaned down till her face was even with Hope’s exposed pussy. She flicked her tongue against Hope’s clit. Hope let out a small moan at the tickling tongue. Tess then drove her tongue deep into her friend’s pussy. Hope’s juices began to flow over Tess’s face. Hope wiggled against her bonds as she exploded in a huge orgasm. Hope looked at her friend and said gleefully, “We will never get anything done with you doing things like that.”

Tess only smiled as she cut loose the cords holding Hope. Hope stood and her legs ached slightly from being bound. The two women worked till dark finishing the meal.

That night Hope lay in bed with her husband. David looked at Hope and said, “I can’t wait till tomorrow, and you are the best wife a man could have.”

Hope snuggled close to David and said, “I am more than glad to do it for you.

This is something I want for myself as well.”

Hope slid her hand under the covers and grabbed David’s throbbing cock. She worked his cock up and down as his breathing quicken. David pushed her hand away and kneeled over his wife. He eased his cock into her wet pussy and stroked slowly at first. He quickened his pace and they both exploded after only a few minutes. The two drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms.

Tess Lay in bed with her husband Pete. Pete noticed a distressed look on her face and asked, “What is wrong honey?”

Near tears Tess replied, “I am going to miss Hope, she is my best friend. I am glad she is getting her fantasy but I feel a little left out. We have always done everything together.”

Pete not sure what to say, said, “What is it you want. Do you want to be cooked with her?”

Tess replied, “That is what I want but the oven is not big enough. Besides I don’t want to miss seeing her cook.”

Pete thought a minute and said, “Why don’t we just grill you out then.”

A smile spread on Tess’ lips as she said, “That is a great idea but we don’t have anything large enough.” Tess thought a second and continued, “I guess we will have to cut me to fit. I have the perfect idea.”

Pete and Tess made love most of the night. Tess was hornier than ever at the thoughts of what she would do the next day. Her only regret was Hope would not be able to see.

Hope woke up before the sun came up. She did not bother to dress and went straight to the shower. She washed her hair and scrubbed every inch of her body with a brush till it was red. Hope wanted to be extra clean for this day. She then got out an enema bag and filled it with soapy water. She inserted the nozzle into her ass and let the water fill her intestines. Hope expelled the water and repeated the process four more times. The last time the water came out clear so she was satisfied.

Hope went down stairs and pulled a chair in front of the large oven. She sat there looking into the oven till Tess arrived. Hope was surprised by Tess’s cheerfulness; she was not normally a morning person. Tess then explained her own plans for the day. This excited Hope and she hugged her friend for the last time.

The two women got the rest of the food cooking on the stove. Hope then mixed the stuffing, still hoping there would be enough. Hope looked at Tess with nervousness in her voice and said, “I guess it is time to get me ready. I will take a long time to cook.”

Tess also nervous said, “I hope I do everything right. I don’t want to mess you up.”

Hope said, trying to calm her friend, “I am sure you will do fine.”

Hope cleared off the kitchen table and lay down on her back. Tess took a large butcher’s knife from the drawer and walked to her friend. Tess ran her hand down the flat stomach of Hope, causing cold chills. Tess’ hand was shaking slightly as she touched the knife to Hope’s stomach. The shining stainless steel contrasted against the tanned flesh.

Tess stuck the knife in Hope just piercing the skin. Hope let out slight moan at the pain. Tess pushed the knife in deeper and then slid it slowly toward Hope’s breastbone. Hope began to cry from the pain and Tess hesitated. Blood was seeping out of the wound and running onto the table. Hope’s voice trembled as she said, “Please hurry, I am fine.”

Tess went to the other end of the wound and began to cut till the knife touched Hope’s pubic bone. Tess pulled open the wound and slipped her hand inside. She pulled at the intestines till they were hanging halfway out of Hope. Tess made a few cuts with the knife and the intestines fell onto the table.

Tess then worked the knife till Hope’s body cavity was free from all of its internal organs. She then took the bowl of stuffing and emptied it into the wound. There was too much stuffing and it flowed over the edges. Tess got the roasting string and a needle. She thread the string though the needle and began to sew the wound closed. There was so much stuffing Tess had to stretch the loose skin over it.

Tess finished closing the wound and looked at Hope, who had stopped crying and said, “I am finished, how do you feel.”

Hope’s voice still trembled slightly as she replied, “I feel better than I thought I would. The cutting hurt more than I thought but everything else was great.”

Tess helped Hope sit up on the table. Hope’s stomach bulged from the stuffing. Hope looked own and said, “I look pregnant with my belly poking out. Now help me up so we can get the gravy cooking before I get in the oven.”

Hope stood next to the table with her legs trembling slightly. She could feel the weight of the stuffing pulling her stomach down. Hope felt something running down her leg and looked. A small amount of the stuffing was leaking from her pussy and ass.

Tess and Hope began sifting through Hope’s internal organs, separating the usable parts. They then cut the liver, gall bladder, and kidneys in small pieces for the gravy. As hope cut one of her kidneys she laughed and said, “Every time I get my hands messy like this I have to pee. I bet it won’t happen this time.”

The two laughed as they put the organs into a pot of boiling water. Hope turned to Tess and said; “I guess it’s my turn now. Besides if we don’t hurry all of the stuffing will leak out of my pussy.”

Hope got the roasting pan and set in on the extended oven rack. She sat in the pan as before and pulled up her knees. Her over stuffed stomach made it harder to get her knees high enough. Tess tied the string as before and pulled hard, forcing Hope’s knees to her chest. This caused stuffing to squirt out of Hope’s ass and pussy. Tess then pulled up Hope’s shoulder length hair and wrapped aluminum foil around her head. This was to keep the hair from catching on fire from the heat.

Tess got the meat thermometer and pushed it into Hope’s side. Tess kissed her friend and said, “Goodbye my friend.”

Trying not to show emotion Hope said, “Goodbye, you have been a good friend. I hope you enjoy your adventure as much as I have mine so far.”

Tess pushed Hope into the oven and closed the door. She turned on the oven and set it to two hundred and seventy five degrees. Tess wanted her friend to cook slowly, hoping she might live longer.

Hope lay in the semi-darkness wondering what it was going to feel like to be cooked alive. The heat rose quickly and Hope began to sweat. The hot air burned her lungs a little each time she took a breath. She then felt her back start to burn where it touched the pan. Hope knew she would be cooking soon.

Thirty minutes later blisters had formed all over Hope’s body. She could feel the liquid run down her skin as each one burst. There would be a slight hissing sound as the liquid touched the hot pan. Hope could smell her flesh cooking and savored the smell.

After an hour in the oven Hope’s body felt as if it was going to explode. Her blood was expanding from the heat and her heart raced to pump the life giving fluid. A smile formed on Hope’s face and then she died.

Tess worked hard on the rest of the meal. The smell of her friend cooking was making her hungry. Tess looked into the oven and knew Hope was dead. She could see juices flowing from hope’s skin and knew she was cooking nicely.

The guest started to arrive. All the men gathered around the television to watch football. The women congregated in the kitchen. All of them were excited and wanted to take a peak in the oven. Their mouths almost drooled as they looked at the cooking woman. Tess got the attention of one of the women and said, “Hope will be done in about thirty minutes, can you take her out. I have to go outside and start the grill.”

Tess stepped into the living room and shouted, “Everyone that wants barbecue had better come on.”

Pete and three other men followed Tess out onto the patio. One of the men lit

the grill as Tess was taking off her clothes. All the men turned to look at

her sleek, nude body, even her husband. Tess got on the table and lay down on

her side. Tess pointed at several knives and said, “Okay guys, come and get

your favorite parts. Just remember the tits are Pete’s”

Pete proudly said, “If you guys are real good I might give you taste.”

Pete walked over to Tess, gave her a big kiss, and picked up one of the knives. He held one of her medium sized breast with one hand and brought the knife down with the other. Pete quickly sliced through the breast, severing it from Tess. Tess screamed in pain and felt blood running down her chest. Pete then quickly sliced off her other breast. He took them to the grill and tossed them on. The breast sizzled madly as they touched the hot grill.

One of the other men came over and grabbed the cheek of her ass. He then worked the knife slowly, slicing her flesh away. Tess lay sobbing on the table as each man cut a piece of her flesh and added it to the grill. Tess could smell her flesh cooking and it reminded her of Hope.

Pete walked back to Tess and said, “I almost forgot the most important part.”

He turned Tess onto her back. He spread her legs and then sliced away at her pussy. Soon he was holding her pussy up, showing it to the rest of the men. Tess thought about all the pleasure her pussy had brought as she looked at it in Pete’s hand.

The last thing Tess saw was her husband eating her breast as darkness closed over her. The party was a success. Everyone ate till they were stuffed. Tess was chopped into several pieces and placed in the freezer. She would be used again at another cookout.

Inside of the house, Hope was taken out of the oven. She had cooked to a golden brown. Hope was placed in the center of the table with the other food spread around her.

When everyone was seated at the table, David took a large knife and began to carve Hope. He placed large slices of meat on everyone’s plate. As the guest ate, they commented on the excellent taste of the meat.

Hope’s dinner was more of a success than she could have imagined. There was a lot of meat left after dinner. The meat was cut away and placed in the freezer for several meals to be eaten later.

The end