"MOM!" I yell into my house after slamming the door. I throw down my back pack and rush into the kitchen where I hear a small noise coming from. "Whats for dinner?" I ask upon finding my mom. Her hourglass form makes my mouth water, but my dick enlarges in my pants and overcomes the fantasy of eating her.

"Oh, it was supposed to be a surprise from your father, but you might as well know now.." She trails off. I tilt my head, confused a little bit, and she flips up her skirt. A red seared 'A' is on her butt, but I see that her meat identification tag is slightly altered. Instead of saying she is ready for a live roast, it says she is now a piece of meat! I look up a little into my others eyes, mine filled with excitement.

"That means that someone has to tenderize your pussy, right?" I ask eagerly. Usually, when my father brings home live girl-pigs he tenderizes them, but sometimes he lets me.

"Yes." She answers with a trace of fear in her voice, "You get to do whatever you want to me for the next hour, and then..." Her voice trails off again and she swallows before continuing, "it will be

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