The evil farmer

It is the come near future and after several wars, crime and
violence is still autochthonal as the police are very fragile on the
terra firma and in blank space it is helter-skelter with the law frequently ignored.
Things are slowly getting back to formula but gist is scarce and people will
try any type of essence that is given to them to eat.
The melanize market for goods makes 60 % of the economy.

It was the summer holidays and five young women who all
wanted to go to art college tried to inscribe but their course
was full until the next year.
Mary, Sophie, Fiona, Debbie and Maxine were hanging out at
Sophie’s house pondering what to do in the mean time.
We could all get temp jobs said Fiona. What about a stave
the globe duty tour packing said Maxine.
What with ? said Virgin Mary we have hardly any money.
Sophie was flicking through an alternative distaff artist
diary and in it an name caught her eye.
It said “ Come relax on the farm, pretend you are an carnal
and go through the life cycle of an animal of your pick ”
fresh air, food and sound company at Edith Smith’s farm !
cost is not a trouble for young budding creative person and others.

On making contact with the farm they all agreed that a sleazy rupture away from it all would do them good so they decided to go
and went on the long gear journeying to the station in the
country.
As they came out of the station all excitedly a minibus was
there waiting for them to pick them up.
It was another long journey in the countryside in the middle of
nowhere before they turned off on to another long buck private
grease track.
In high school spirits they chatted and smiled until they saw a
meat motortruck heading out. As they looked they saw women tied
up, eyes wide open trying to mumble something but they
didn't know what to earn of it. The device driver said don't
worry S & amp ; M.
As they pulled up they all got out of the minibus to be
greeted by a endearing old lady Mrs Smith.
Hello my dears. Welcome to my farm. Please call me Edith I
do hope you enjoy your time here. It is lovely and relaxing
and you get to really unwind.
Fiona asks Edith who were those girls on that nitty-gritty truck ?
Oh don't worry about that for now my beloved as she puts her
arm around the daughter comfortingly they were just getting the
replete feel for life on the farm. We have all sorting here.
Naturists, S & amp ; M People. In this day and age we have to
diversify to shit money.
We even have a puppy farm here breeding wom & ndash ; err
bitches.
They all nod in agreement.
As you can see on the walls we have loads of award winning
kernel, succulent and juicy supplying sausages, ribs and
anything else we can muster she says warmly.
Now then what brute would you delightful lady friend like to
be ?
What fauna do you paint a picture said Debbie ?
wellspring you could be Veil or for the larger ladies they like to
pretend to be pigs “ she chortles ”
Or horses. But you ladies could be - Holstein oxen she
suggests.
Oh yes let's be cows they said moo moo ha ha ha.
Very well said Edith. I will demand you to sign this
contract.
It is very long piped up Fiona what does it all say ?
Edith explains that is is just boring safety waivers 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.
good, now please disinvest. You won't need clothes here. You
will be stabled in a lovely barn with caboodle of straw.
The miss laugh as they undress in the summer rut thankful
of a aplomb breeze.
Now please get some rest and I will see you all in the
morning.
The next forenoon Edith comes out. Ok young woman it’s milking
metre for my cattle she smiles.
She politely tells the fille to get on all four-spot and she
attaches the white meat pumps on them to milk them. This is one
way to recoup some money while you stay here.
After milking they are fed their solid food in a trough and let
out in to the field to relax.
Now rest assured I won't be getting a bullshit to multiply you she
says cheekily. Maxine goes Awwww and they all laugh.
There are chairs for them to sit on and look up at the
clouds or go for a brusk walk round the paddock or act as some
games.
Life was good in the hot summer sun frolicking about as
pretend cows for two months.
Then one afternoon Edith tells the young woman that they were to
be put in the motortruck as they are going on a slight journey.
Shall we put our clothes 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 women are there in pens.
It was a rear street oxen securities industry. “ What are you
doing ? ” We are naked in front of these people ! ” They
said. Don't worry my lamb ” Edith says. As the auctioneer
gabbles away very fast getting the best monetary value for the
animals,. After a clip the daughter are then taken out. They
looked skittish and embarrassed as they looked in to the
crowd they could see rasping looking men and suited men. One
man had the M of McDonalds on his courting and another from a
well known dog food for thought firm bidding.
It was all strange as people bid for them and then it was
over.
They went back to their pen where they could see Edith
completing paperwork, smiling and saying her goodby then
they were ushered back on the truck.
On returning to the farm they asked have we been sold ? Yes
the old dame said most of you were sold to a local butcher
except for Maxine who was sold to the dog nutrient firm.
Are-are we hard worker ? No don't worry. Just giving you the
experience of the farm. It is nearly over now.
It has been a long day. Get some rest as we are up early
tomorrow.
The shed is locked shut for the Nox and in the morn the
girls are fed and watered then burly men with Edith ordering
them in to the essence truck.
What's happening ? ! Said Sophie. Just get on the hand truck now !
demanded the men. come up on ! Said Edith tersely. The politeness
had ended.
They are pushed inside and tied up and a gag is put on
them.
Just before the final one Mary has her gag put on her she
says where are we going ?
“ Why you are all going to the slaughterhouse and meat
interpretation plant life my dears ”.
The missy all try screaming in scourge as the door is closed.
Edith bangs the slope of the hand truck twice “ Ok take
them away ! ” She bellows and the truck moves off.
As they drive out another minibus of young exited women are
coming in and look at them confusingly.
The girls try to screem but all they can do is go hmmpf and
wriggle about.
When they arrive at the slaughterhouse men unload the fille
and check they have the chasten stock and put marks on their
body.
The Virgin the hottest women by far with a lovely body all-embracing rose hip and nice
ass has “ clean 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 " & amp ; “ gut ” written on
their chest of drawers. Debbie had kebab written on her embrown skin.
Maxine used drugs a lot when she was youthful 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 early cows going in some of the girls defecated and
wet themselves in fright.
They were chained up one at a prison term 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 smell of Death and the spate of meat character and
entrails stacked up on the floor.
The noise of sawing meat and the ban saw cutting flesh was
non stop.
Being held in a queue to die a large arduous set hairy man
slaps Madonna’s ass and says loudly “ Hey Jim, just drubbing and
gut this meat then you can go to lunch ” “ Ok Dave ” Jim
replies.
He gets out his knife for the offset one which is Maxine. It
has dog food on it so he slits her pharynx and she writhes
about. He passes the body to a fellow worker who uses a large
nitty-gritty knife to break in to her rib John Milton Cage Jr. And her guts empty
out on to the base which is swept up by a machine in to a
corner marked prime dog nutrient. Maxine's carcass is then
picked up and thrown on to another big bucks of left over nub
parts ready to be ground up, osseous tissue and all for cheaper dog
nutrient in a interlingual rendition auto by another secret agent using a
fork ski lift truck.
The others saw just what happened and adjacent it was the twist
of Sophie who had her throat pussy then her head was
sawn off and put in the freezer on a sum hook.
Fiona was succeeding as her throat was slit and taken over by
pulley to the man that gutted the marrow. But Fiona was still
alive ! Her arms writhing about as the man sliced her open.
“ Crunch ” as her rib coop was ripped wide open and her
body suddenly became lifeless.
Debbie was future up. Looking at his notes the operative used
a ban saw SSCCCCRRRRREEE went the saw straight through her
neck opening like a hot knife through butter, her head picked up and
thrown in the bin as the blood poured out of her down a
drain in the floor. Once the bleeding had stopped she was
also pinned with with a spell of paper in to her pelt with
the buyers note and put in to cold storage.
Then it was finally the routine of Mary. 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 next day the botcher arrived to pull in his gist he
bought.
He puts the carcasses in to his van and drove back to his
store round the spinal column to unlade all the carcasses in his stale storage region but takes one to the straw man of the shop to work on.
Before starting the sad sack shaved off Sophie's ginger pubic hair by sliding his fingers in her cunt qualification indisputable every hair is removed with a razor and under her arms on her blanch finespun skin before chopping her up with a center meat cleaver to display straight 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 other carcasses hanging in his freezer to cut up and trade later before working on the body of Mary.
This while of blossom marrow cost him a pretty penny but for
which he was going to build a lot of money out of.
He and another colleague got a thick metallic element rod spiked at the
tip and inserted it in to Mary’s ass. As they both pushed
the rod in to the heart it slid in nicely and came out of her mouth.
They then tied her weaponry and pegleg up.
We are going to sell this to those survivalists. They want
to birth a BBQ in the woods over a spitting fire.
The butcher makes the call option. “ Ted it’s Mike the butcher.
I got your meat all prepared and set. Ok I will bring it
round in the afternoon ”.
The feast is already in wide-cut baseball swing when microphone turns up and
they help him unload the inwardness and put it on the fire.
Slowly rotating round they can't wait to tuck in to the
lovely tender sum that they have got hold of.
Enjoy your party lads ! Mike says.
microphone gets back to his shop to prepare Debbie.
He cuts her arms and legs off with a meat chopper and
then with a tongue cleans up the meat.
The arms and branch can be minced up and turned in to
sausages later he says to his fellow and then once
finished he takes the meat to his van to take aim to Hakeem the
Kebab shop possessor who pre-ordered his meat.
“ Ahh microphone so good to see you get in seminal fluid in ” “ we were
running out of kernel I am so gladiolus you have turned up. Oh yes
this looks splendid ” he exclaims in broken English people. My
other friends who own Kebab shops use dog or cat or even
badger sum. I could never do that No ?
You bring me character centre my friend.
Ok hakim enjoy, postulate care says Mike.
hakeem then checks and prepares the kernel and slides a skewer
terminal from the base through to the cervix and puts the meat of
Debbie in the windowpane as it slowly rotates and Cook on the rotisserie.
Every so often pouring fat over the browning skin.
Customers see the yummy tender dripping meat and start coming in. ” I see you
have some Sir Thomas More nub Hakeem ” only the honest. The best for my
client ” he exclaims.