Bassed on the Anime The Slayers, Lina has taken Naga’s comments for far too long and decides to do something about it, but when angry bandits find that lina has burned their meat will she “meat” the same end as her partner?.

Jessica a 17 year old girl has just recived her NFC State Meat Lottery Notice and must begin preperations to turn her meat over to her states monthly Girl-Meat Barbeque.

Jessica wasent the only one to be sacrifised to the spit for the pack or ravenous football players, It’s Stacey’s turn.

Jessica and her four new friends are all auctioned off and sent to slaughter while Jessica gets to meet “The Jessica 3000”.

Young Jessica decides that the best way to discover the secrets of her next door neighbor, is to house sit for him and snoop through his stuff, while serching his garage she finds a wierd looking machine called “Jessica 3000”.

At this time in the story we find ourselve’s at Furinkan highschool and get to see what became of the five unlucky girls “Stamped As Meat”.

A strange turn of event’s give’s Jessica the chance to use the “Jessica 3000” in more ways then one.

Jessica awakes to find that the day she has waited for all her life her 18th birthday and the day she will “Meat” her destiny, over the coals.

Jessica and Sara are caught and will slaughtered along with thier sister’s Molly and Susan, This is the end of this story series, I hope you have all liked it.

Jessica meet’s a cannibal over the internet who agrees to take her fantasy to new level’s.

Jason gets set to take his sister Jessica to spit master class at Dolcet U but one things leads to another and Jessica gose poseing as Jason instead.

The new arivals are here Jessica and Jerry must sort though them and tag them to be slaughtered or spitted.

Meet the Spartan 5000, a new meat-girl slaughter and buchering machine that make the whole slaughter process easyer.

Jessica is drafted by the meat agentcy and then runs away where she then finds herself on a dairy farm.

Jessica and her family run away from the Meat Agency of Dolcett upon reciveing her conversion notice, will she keep her appointment with the spit anyway?, or survive?.

The Selection
Story: #11
Copyright ©2005
Written: January 04 2005
A story By: KaosAngel &
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Jessica stood on the corner of the downtown street thinking “Damn why did I have to be the one to be laid off, what am I going to do?, I was there for five years that bitch Heather should have been the one laid off!”. She waited impatiently for the light to change her thoughts were on the job she had just lost and what she was going to do about all of her bills.
She crossed the street and was unaware of the man watching her cross the street with great interest, at 5’1, 110lbs, blonde hair and sky blue eyes, 20 years of age she had a natural beauty about her, even the women took a second look. She was wearing denims that fit her every curve and looked like she poured herself into them, her train of thought was derailed when the man who had been watching her said “Excuse me young lady, I am with the state Alternative meat authority May I see your registration card?” Jessica froze and replied “I don’t have it with me sir” the man now looking at her with concern, “but I do know the number, it is 230871-A” she said again nervously.
He pulled out a hand held computer and then punched in the numbers looked up and said Jessica Swanson? Her answer was “correct”. He smiled at her and said “well, Jessica it seems that all of your inspections are current, all of your counseling sessions have been met and you are in good physical shape”
Jessica sighed with relief as she had always tried to meet the obligation that had been given to her as an Alternative Meat Female since she turned of age at 18 and was extremely proud of her Prime Stock rating by the USDA.
The man once again looked up at her “However although you are current it is an automatic strike against your record, I am required to take you to the nearest processing facility, you will have to explain to the judge why you don’t have your ID card with you, Place your hands behind your back please” Jessica offered no resistance to his request, a white van pulled up and she was helped inside along with several other girls about the same age, the seats were comfortable and the other girls were friendly and talking amongst them selves.
The van merged onto the freeway and about 10 minutes later it turned off and on to several side streets and into a large parking lot the only sign outside the large off white building said “PRFPC”, One by one the girls were helped from the van and into a hall way The sign read
“All arriving females will report to Section #3”
She felt her hands being freed and the man “please come this way Jessica” he asked pointing in the direction of a long hallway. She followed him down the hallway past restricted area signs on both sides they turned right though a large set of doors into a room where a judge was sitting looked up and said “Miss Swanson? Jessica nodded positively “You are here for a simple infraction of your contract with the state, what is you explanation?”.
Jessica felt a series of cold chills run up and down her spine and swallowed hard “I have none Your Honor, I left all my ID’s at home today” He looked at the man who brought her in “At least she is honest” looked back to Jessica “Ok Jessica here is what I am going to do I will order that you be given a full pelvic inspection if every thing is in order you will be sent home, however if everything is not in order, I will be very hard on you.
Jessica followed the man down to the examining area and a female assistant told her “remove all of your clothing, then get up on the table, put your feet in the stirrups and relax” she felt her warm fingers slide into her then spread her open, and said “Hmmm ok you can sit up now, took her blood pressure told her to get dressed, after she dressed she followed the man back to the judges court room.
The judge smiled at Jessica and said “Young lady all of your tests have come back, I fine you $2000.00 Jessica choked and said “Please your honor, I just lost my job and haven’t had a chance to find another is there some other way?” looking at the judge pleadingly “As a matter of fact there is, You have one of the highest rating of any meat girl I have ever seen, you have kept yourself clean and out of trouble, I am in need of a fresh clean young girl to replace one of my assistants who is on the slaughter line, as we speak, would you like to take the test?” he asked Jessica looked up to him and without a second thought said “yes”.
They went down the hall through the door with a sign that said “Restricted Area Authorized Personnel Only!” Thru a door into a huge brightly lit room at one end girls stripped of their clothing, hands tied behind their backs waited for their turn on the over head moving chain Jessica shuddered at the sight as she knew that one day she would suffer the same fate as the girls she was watching, she followed the judge towards the head of the line when he said “Jessica put this apron on and come with me” at the front of the line was a man cutting the throats of each girl as they stopped in front of him once her throat was cut she was moved onto the next step each one tried to scream but the only thing that was heard was “uummpgghghh” as their life’s blood spurted from the smooth deep cut in the neck.
“Ok Jessica you are going to have a choice you can cut this young meat girl’s throat or you can be on line in 15 minutes with another girl that will cut yours, your choice!” Jessica took the knife and quickly slit the young girls throat she was surprised how quickly the knife went through her and stopped when it hit the spine the girl struggled but with her head pulled back it was no match for the cruelly sharp knife as it sliced through her neck and cutting every thing it touched she watched as her body jumped and shook as she spewed blood from the open wound in her neck after she bleed out she was still twitching as she was moved to the next stage.
Jessica was in shock at what she had done but she was also excited and wet the judge said “good your fine is paid in full and you will be trained as a female processor your contract will be for 90 days at the end of 30 days if your supervisor agrees you will become a processor if not you will be placed on the Prime meat cow list, sold and custom butchered to the highest bidder”
The next 90 days passed quickly and she could not get used to the idea of slaughtering women like her self she hung up her apron and tools “I wonder where I will be Monday when I come into work, standing here?, of hanging up there?” she thought as she looked up toward the line of meat cow’s still hanging upside down from there ankles, waiting to be slaughtered.
The week end passed quickly, Jessica was tied up in traffic knowing she was going to be late she called in and told her line supervisor, he told her to be in the superintendents office when she got to the processing plant. Traffic thinned out and Jessica got off the bus and hurried to the admin office where she was greeted by the executive director and the superintendent in charge of processing.
They told her to sit down and the executive director said “Jessica you have totally and completely failed your probation, I am revoking your contract, you will be sent to the slaughtering line” Jessica was stunned “No way I fulfilled my contract and I am out of here, fuck you both” she yelled at the top of her lungs as she tried to stand, before she could get out of the chair she was lifted up and her hands were cuffed behind her back and taken down the hall to the room she had been working last Friday and the same line of upside down hanging meat girls she had been working on.
She felt her shoes, shirt and denim clothes being stripped from her body and heard herself screaming “let me go, you bustards!!!” Jessica was told to sit down on the belt and a set of ankle cuffs were placed on both of her ankles, she knew to struggle was useless her legs were forced apart and chains were attached to the meat gimbaled her crotch hurt from her legs being spread further than normal she could hear the whine of a small winch and was quickly lifted into her final position.
She was placed on the line in front of one of the meat girls that have still been on the line since friday waiting to be slaughtered, she had about the same height and weight, Jessica was about the 15th girl in line the line moved quickly and soon it would be her turn to be put to the knife. she felt a set of hands steady her as she moved towards her final end as she got closer she could see a light haired girl start to struggle and fight her bonds the line stopped and she heard the girl try to scream but all that could be heard was “UGHMMMPH” and her blood started to flow from the deep wound in her throat, the pulsing motions of her final dance.
The line moved forward again and Jessica stared at her cutter, “get it over with” she told him “not just yet” he replied, she was then taken over to the other side and lowered down to where just her legs were in the air her he grabbed her and rammed his big cock into her tight little cunt and raped her for what seemed for hours “I bought your ass with my own money, I will get to you in about an hour”. two attendants came over and cleaned her up but left her in position.
He came back, the winch lifted her back into position, “let me go you son of a bitch!” She screamed at him, “John let her go!” he yelled to a fellow processor who just came in to work, “Why!” replied John, “Because this bitch demanded it” He snickered “shut up bitch” came his next response, she felt herself being lifted higher, he grabbed her by the hair, “you fucking cunt bitch you cut my sister and she wasn’t even on the list you just cut those girls without checking numbers she was supposed to be your assistant” he whispered into her ear, he released her head “Now cunt it’s your turn to die!” he snapped her head back by her hair, she felt her skin on her neck tighten up she struggled against her bonds but it was a futile attempt.
Reaching back he picked up the long thin bladed knife and stuck it behind the left side of her jaw the pain was horrible as the blade slit her throat, she tried to scream but like all the others meat girls all that was heard was a “UHGMMMPH!” She felt her warm blood choking her and every thing was turning from light to dark she felt her body starting to jerk uncontrollably then a stinging burning pain from her cunt to her breast she heard her guts slopping into a container then felt cold water washing her out the processor cut her head off and her still quivering body moved down a separate line through a semi clear plastic curtain into the cooling room.
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Young Jessica gets the supprise of her life after cheerleading for the big football game.

The Cheerleader Roast
Story: #10
Copyright ©2005
Written: January 3 2005
A story By: KaosAngel
Proofed By: PiasaBird2004
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Part 4 of 4 – The Survivors
After the brutal and senseless slaughter of Jessica, Stacey, Lina, Sophie and Sara the football team was now totally tired out and could be found lying on the ground or table where ever they were standing or sitting when they collapsed from partying too much. One guy was even lying inside the barbeque pit, but it was quite cold now.
The bones of 3 innocent young cheerleaders now litter the ground, Sophie’s body still dangling from the tree limb she was hung from, Sara’s body still nailed to the trunk of that old oak tree, blood everywhere. Molly and Samantha the last 2 members of the cheerleading squad, still lying in the dirt, tied and cant move, playing for a miracle.
There prayers were answered as swarms of lights could be seen and sirens wailed in the distance getting closer, hearing the oncoming noise James woke up as did the rest of the football team knowing exactly what was coming for them James and his friend began filling there cars and trucks in an attempt to escape, completely surrounded there was no escape to be had.
Looking up toward the man approaching them Molly and Samantha breath a sigh of relief, they were saved. Looking down to the dirt covered young girl lying in front of him “I am agent Smith the director of the state female alternative meat program, I am here to help” picking the bound helpless girl from the ground Smith then began cutting the girls free of there bindings, throwing a warm blanket over each and helping them in to the back of his van to rest.
Safe in the back of Smith’s van the young former cheerleaders for the first time this long cold night fell asleep in each others arms, arriving at there destination neither one of the young girls would have expected to wake up and find themselves at the gates to the state female alternative meat processing plant, looking up on top of the big gate as they passed Molly and Samantha could see the large sign “State Alternative Meat Processing Plant, Girl-Cow delivery entrance” both girl’s look at each other they knew that no girl ever leaves this plant except as steaks.
Inside the plant the van cam to a stop, the doors opened to reveal agent Smith who was not alone several armed guards were at his side, “this way girl’s time to get you cleaned up for processing” he said with a smile as he pointed to a door that had a sign above it “Clean Room” entering the clean room Molly and Samantha saw other girl-cow’s waiting to be cleaned up and sent to processing.
Upon reaching the center of the room both Molly and Samantha were grabbed by assistants who then cleaned every inch of there meaty body’s and pushed them toward a set of double doors the sign above read “Binding Room” entering the room the girl’s could see many other girl-cow’s standing in rows with there hands bound tight behind there back’s, Molly tried to ask the assistant in this room “why are we being tied again?” the only answer given was a bright red ball gag shoved in to her mouth, her arms were then pulled tight behind her back and hands tight at the wrist, the same was done to Samantha and then they were sent on there way though the next set of double door’s. Above these doors the sign read “Grading Room”.
Upon entering the room, once again girl’s could be seen standing in rows as state meat inspectors inspected them and graded them according to age, height, weight and condition, when it was finally Molly and Samantha’s turn to be graded the inspected walked over and grabbed Molly hard forcing her to bend over causing her pussy to be revealed from behind, with a gloved hand he began sticking his fingers into Molly’s pussy judging thickness and quality of her cunt steak, the same was done to Samantha, after writing all their information on his clipboard Molly and Samantha were lead to another set of double doors sigh above read “Orientation Room”.
Entering the room agent Smith came over and guided Molly and Samantha to two empty seat’s and sat them down, removed the ball gag’s and began to speak “ok girl’s your almost ready this is the last stop before processing, any question’s?” he asked as he sat on a chair in front of them “ya I have one, why the hell have you brought us here, its not our time to be processed” she asked waiting for his answer. Looking in to her eye’s “true, but when you were held, tied up and lying in the dirt while your friend’s were slaughtered illegally you meat ratings changed” looking to the clipboard “from your original rating of grade A, 4 star prime, to grade B choice, which is still good but this rating change force’s us to process you now instead of the normal, lottery”.
Hearing this Molly stood “ohh so because of a pack of asshole’s your telling us we have to become dog food!!” a guard quickly runs over and forces Molly back into her seat “not exactly, your meat wont be used for dog food, grade B is still a good grade, you will be butchered up here in little less then half an hour and sent to meat markets all over the country, your meat will be lying in supermarket meat displays by morning” he replied, “I don’t understand sir, why?, we have done nothing wrong!” Samantha asked from tear soaked eyes.
Standing up, “I know and it is unfair but the state alternative meat regulations say any rating change from grade A’s are to be processed immediately, my hands are tied tighter then yours are right now, I am very sorry” he said as he began to walk toward a door with a sigh above it reading “Visitor’s Room, Balcony Level” just before opening this door he turns “if it makes you feel any better your family’s are here in the visitor’s room to watch your slaughter” he could see that somehow this did not make them feel any better and left the room.
Molly and Samantha were then lead to a set of double door’s across from the visitor’s room door the sign read “Slaughter House” entering the room the girl’s were horrified at what they saw, of course they had seen lots of processing center’s when they had attended high school field trips, but they had never allowed the students to go this deep inside, this close to the hanging meat-cow’s that could no longer be called human, walking toward the center of the room there feet turning red from the blood soaked floor, blood droplets falling onto them from the over head decapitated side’s of meat on there way to the cooling room.
Looking up toward the balcony level both girls could see there mom’s hugging the glass crying shouting things like “NO, please! NO” at the center of the room the girls could see the large guillotine that would soon cut off bother their heads to add there lifeless body’s to the row of hanging overhead side’s of meat. After reaching the guillotine Samantha began to cry, she was taken first and her head placed in the block, she tried to struggle but couldn’t free herself she began begging anyone who would listen not to kill her “Please don’t do this to me!!” she yelled a young man knelt down beside her began to talk to her “No on here care’s about you we are just doing our job’s, your just another nameless girl-cow to be slaughtered to us, now hold still this will only sting for a second” he said as he released the rope that allowed the blade to fall quickly cutting her head from her body.
Molly screamed and then fainted as the young man placed a sharp hook into each of Samantha’s feet and punched the button that slowly pulled her up to join the rest of the slaughtered girl-cows, not bothering to wake Molly up the young man picked her up and placed her head in the block of the guillotine “you sleep its better this way” he whispered in to her ear as he once again released the rope that caused the blade to fall quickly cutting off her head as fast as it had cut off Samantha’s, like before he took a sharp hook and placed one in each of Molly’s feet and pushed the button that placed her lifeless, headless body along side the others right behind her friend, as they both moved toward a large window with a sigh above it “Cooling Room”.
The next day, “Under article 14 of the state alternative meat program law’s, the 9 of you standing here are charged with 5 count’s of illegal appropriation and process of state registered girl-cow’s, how do you pled?” the judge spoke looking down from high above them. “With the overwhelming amount of evidence, my clients have no choice but to plead guilty your honor” the public defender answered while standing before the judge.
Picking up his gavel, the judge then said “I sentence you all to the maximum of 10 years per count in the state maximum security prison, I further order every state registered girl-cow in each of your family’s to report to the state’s alternative meat processing plant for processing no later then noon tomorrow” he said as he slammed the gavel down and the 9 defendants were taken away.
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An almost true story about how I ended up as a real life spit-roast, some detail changed to give a happier ending.