The malign farmer

It is the near future and after several warfare, law-breaking and
violence is still endemic as the police are very sparse on the
primer and in places it is chaotic with the law frequently ignored.
Things are slowly getting back to rule but meat is scarce and people will
try any eccentric of heart and soul that is given to them to eat.
The inglorious grocery store for goods makes 60 % of the economy.

It was the summer holiday and five vernal women who all
wanted to go to art college tried to enrol but their course of study
was good until the next year.
Mary, Sophie, Fiona, Debbie and Maxine were hanging out at
Sophie's theater pondering what to do in the meanspirited time.
We could all get temporary jobs said Fiona. What about a round
the world spell backpacking said Maxine.
What with ? said Mary we have hardly any money.
Sophie was flicking through an choice female artist
diary and in it an give ear caught her eye.
It said"Come relax on the farm, pretend you are an animal
and go through the life bicycle of an animal of your choice"
novel air, intellectual nourishment and good troupe at Edith Smith's farm !
cost is not a job for offspring budding artists and others.

On making touch with the farm they all agreed that a cheap break away from it all would do them good so they decided to go
and went on the foresightful gearing journey to the place in the
country.
As they came out of the station all excitedly a minibus was
there waiting for them to plunk them up.
It was another prospicient journey in the countryside in the heart of
nowhere before they turned off on to another long individual
dirt track.
In high liveliness they chatted and smiled until they saw a
meat truck heading out. As they looked they saw women tied
up, heart encompassing open trying to mutter something but they
did n't know what to take a shit of it. The number one wood said do n't
worry S & M.
As they pulled up they all got out of the minibus to be
greeted by a cover girl old lady Mrs Smith.
Hello my lamb. Welcome to my farm. Please call me Edith I
do hope you love your clip here. It is lovely and relaxing
and you get to really unwind.
Fiona asks Edith who were those girls on that center truck ?
Oh do n't worry about that for now my dear as she puts her
arm around the fille comfortingly they were just getting the
full feel for life history on the farm. We have all sorts here.
Naturists, S & M People. In this day and age we have to
diversify to make money.
We even have a puppy farm here breeding wom - err
bitches.
They all nod in correspondence.
As you can see on the paries we have lots of award winning
meat, succulent and juicy provision sausages, costa and
anything else we can muster up she says warmly.
Now then what animals would you delightful lady friend like to
be ?
What brute do you suggest said Debbie ?
wellspring you could be Veil or for the large ladies they like to
make-believe to be pigs"she chortles"
Or horses. But you dame could be - Holstein-Friesian kine she
suggests.
Oh yes let 's be kine they said moo moo ha ha ha.
Very well said Edith. I will need you to ratify this
contract.
It is very long piped up Fiona what does it all say ?
Edith explains that is is just boring base hit waiver but she
does want something in return and that is to milk them every
day.
After talking it over they agree and sign the document.
goodness, now please disinvest. You wo n't need clothes here. You
will be stabled in a lovely barn with lots of straw.
The daughter laugh as they undress in the summertime warmth thankful
of a cool breeze.
Now please get some rest and I will see you all in the
morning.
The next dayspring Edith comes out. Ok girlfriend it's milking
clock time for my cows she smiles.
She politely tells the missy to get on all fours and she
attaches the breast ticker on them to milk them. This is one
way to recuperate some money while you stay here.
After milking they are fed their food in a trough and let
out in to the field of force to relax.
Now rest assured I wo n't be getting a crap to breed you she
says cheekily. Maxine goes Awwww and they all laugh.
There are chairs for them to sit on and expect up at the
cloud or go for a short walk round the paddock or run some
games.
life sentence was honest in the hot summer sun frolicking about as
pretend oxen for two months.
Then one afternoon Edith tells the girls that they were to
be put in the hand truck as they are going on a lilliputian journey.
Shall we put our dress on they said ? No it's fine where
we are going. Hop in my dears.
They walk in and are taken on a journey to a warehouse.
As they come out other beast and cleaning lady are there in pens.
It was a spine street oxen food market."What are you
doing ?"We are naked in front of these people !"They
said. Do n't vex my dearest"Edith says. As the auctioneer
gabbles away very fast getting the dependable prices for the
creature ,. After a time the girls are then taken out. They
looked skittish and embarrassed as they looked in to the
crowd they could see crude looking men and suited men. One
man had the M of McDonalds on his courting and another from a
well known dog food firm bidding.
It was all strange as hoi polloi bid for them and then it was
over.
They went back to their penitentiary where they could see Edith
completing paperwork, smiling and saying her goodbyes then
they were ushered back on the truck.
On returning to the farm they asked have we been sold ? Yes
the old lady said about of you were sold to a local butcher
except for Maxine who was sold to the dog intellectual nourishment firm.
Are-are we hard worker ? No do n't worry. Just giving you the
experience of the farm. It is nearly over now.
It has been a yearn day. Get some rest as we are up early
tomorrow.
The shed is locked shut for the night and in the morning the
lady friend are fed and watered then burly men with Edith social club
them in to the heart and soul truck.
What 's happening ? ! Said Sophie. Just get on the truck now !
demanded the men. come on ! Said Edith tersely. The niceness
had ended.
They are pushed inside and tied up and a gag is put on
them.
Just before the final one Virgin Mary has her gag put on her she
says where are we going ?
"Why you are all going to the butchery and meat
rendering industrial plant my dears ”.
The girls all try screaming in panic as the threshold is closed.
Edith bangs the position of the hand truck twice"Ok lead
them away !"She bellows and the hand truck moves off.
As they drive out another minibus of Loretta Young exited women are
coming in and appear at them confusingly.
The daughter try to screem but all they can do is go hmmpf and
wiggle about.
When they arrive at the abattoir men unload the girls
and check they have the slump stock and put marks on their
consistency.
Mary the hottest charwoman by far with a cover girl body across-the-board hips and gracious
ass has"sporty BBQ"written in red on her chest. This
one should cook up well a man said. Then Sophie and
Fiona who are also attractive had `` gen sale '' &"gut"written on
their breast. Debbie had shish kebab written on her chocolate-brown skin.
Maxine used drugs a lot when she was untried and had been
round the block when it came to men and was not really that
much of a looker had"dog food"written on her chest.
Watching other cows going in some of the daughter defecated and
wet themselves in fright.
They were chained up one at a time by the ankles and hoisted
upside down and the auto drew them inside, each could see
what had been written on them.
As they went in the olfactory perception of death and the visual modality of meat section and
entrails stacked up on the floor.
The racket of sawing meat and the ban saw cutting figure was
non stop.
Being held in a waiting line to die a expectant heavy set hairy man
slaps Madonna's ass and says loudly"Hey Jim, just slaughter and
gut this heart and soul then you can go to lunch"“ Ok Dave"Jim
replies.
He gets out his knife for the first one which is Maxine. It
has dog food on it so he slits her pharynx and she writhes
about. He passes the trunk to a confrere who uses a large
essence knife to split in to her rib cage And her intestine evacuate
out on to the floor which is swept up by a motorcar in to a
quoin marked select dog food for thought. Maxine 's carcase is then
picked up and thrown on to another pile of left over meat
parts ready to be ground up, ivory and all for cheaper dog
food in a interpreting machine by another operative using a
fork rise truck.
The others saw just what happened and succeeding it was the turn
of Sophie who had her pharynx snatch then her headland was
sawn off and put in the freezer on a meat hook.
Fiona was succeeding as her throat was pussy and taken over by
pulley block to the man that gutted the essence. But Fiona was still
alive ! Her weapon system writhing about as the man sliced her open.
"crush"as her rib John Milton Cage Jr. was ripped full unresolved and her
body suddenly became lifeless.
Debbie was next up. Looking at his notes the private eye used
a ban saw SSCCCCRRRRREEE went the saw straight through her
neck like a hot knife through butter, her head picked up and
thrown in the bin as the pedigree poured out of her down a
drainage in the floor. Once the haemorrhage had stopped she was
also pinned with with a part of paper in to her pelt with
the buyers note and put in to cold storage.
Then it was finally the play of Madonna. She was cut with a
knife in the throat and she bled to death like the others
but was then put in to cold storage.
The adjacent day the butcher arrived to garner his core he
bought.
He puts the carcasses in to his van and drove back to his
workshop round the back to unload all the carcasses in his insensate storage area but takes one to the front of the shop to work on on.
Before starting the botcher shaved off Sophie 's peppiness pubic hair's-breadth by sliding his digit in her pussy qualification sure every hairsbreadth is removed with a razor and under her arms on her pale delicate skin before chopping her up with a pith chopper to display peachy cuts of meat in
the trays of his shop, heart, liver, her costa and tasty mince all neatly arranged with a price tag on each item.
He leaves the early carcass hanging in his freezer to cut up and deal later before working on the body of The Virgin.
This piece of premier pith monetary value him a pretty centime but for
which he was going to make a lot of money out of.
He and another colleague got a duncical metal rod spiked at the
tip and inserted it in to Mary's ass. As they both pushed
the rod in to the nub it slid in nicely and came out of her mouth.
They then tied her arm and legs up.
We are going to deal this to those survivalists. They want
to have a BBQ in the woods over a spit fire.
The butcher makes the Call."Ted it's mike the butcher.
I got your centre all prepared and fix. Ok I will bring it
turn in the afternoon ”.
The fiesta is already in full swing music when Mike turns up and
they help him unload the meat and put it on the fire.
Slowly rotating round of golf they ca n't wait to insert in to the
lovely tender meat that they have got hold of.
Enjoy your party sonny ! mike says.
mike gets back to his store to prepare Debbie.
He cuts her arm and legs off with a center cleaver and
then with a knife cleans up the marrow.
The blazon and peg can be minced up and turned in to
sausages later he says to his colleague and then once
finished he takes the meat to his van to take to Hakeem the
Kebab shop class owner who pre-ordered his meat.
"Ahh microphone so good to see you come in in seed in"“ we were
running out of meat I am so happy you have turned up. Oh yes
this looks excellent"he exclaims in broken English language. My
other friends who own shish kebab workshop use dog or cat or even
badger heart. I could never do that No ?
You bring me prime substance my friend.
Ok Hakeem enjoy, claim caution says Mike.
Hakeem then hitch and prepares the nitty-gritty and slides a skewer
pole from the base through to the neck opening and puts the meat of
Debbie in the window as it slowly rotates and Cook on the rotisserie.
Every so often pouring fat over the browning skin.
Customers see the delectable attender dripping nitty-gritty and get coming in."I see you
have some Thomas More meat hakeem"only the best. The well for my
customers"he exclaims .