He opened his eyes and was staring into Lucy’s eyes
. He just sat there trying to figure out what was going on. He sat next to Lucy without talking just staring
. . Jason left the tunnel pulling Jessica with him down the hill to the beach, Jessica was getting a good view now of exactly what this town was using as their exotic meats as she looked around in fear at all the girls not much older then herself, lying on butcher tables or bound to machines like the ones she saw built into the counters in the diner, As they got closer to the beach she also saw roasting pits with girls already on spits rotating over the fire some were still alive and twitching, "Chef Jason reporting with Spitroast #187666" Jason said as he approached a man with a name tag that read, "Stepford Diner Chef, Jerrol Javinen" Holding a clipboard, Jessica looked down and could barely see the metallic tag dangling between her legs, but could make out what it said based on the tags she had read hanging from the clit of the naked girl she had met when she first entered Stepford and on the table by the cylinder grill, it read, "Spitroast #187666, Grade A PRIME, Fit for human consumption" Jessica started to cry as she realized her fate
He opened his eyes and was staring into Lucy’s eyes
. He just sat there trying to figure out what was going on. He sat next to Lucy without talking just staring
. . Jason left the tunnel pulling Jessica with him down the hill to the beach, Jessica was getting a good view now of exactly what this town was using as their exotic meats as she looked around in fear at all the girls not much older then herself, lying on butcher tables or bound to machines like the ones she saw built into the counters in the diner, As they got closer to the beach she also saw roasting pits with girls already on spits rotating over the fire some were still alive and twitching, "Chef Jason reporting with Spitroast #187666" Jason said as he approached a man with a name tag that read, "Stepford Diner Chef, Jerrol Javinen" Holding a clipboard, Jessica looked down and could barely see the metallic tag dangling between her legs, but could make out what it said based on the tags she had read hanging from the clit of the naked girl she had met when she first entered Stepford and on the table by the cylinder grill, it read, "Spitroast #187666, Grade A PRIME, Fit for human consumption" Jessica started to cry as she realized her fate
He opened his eyes and was staring into Lucy’s eyes
. He just sat there trying to figure out what was going on. He sat next to Lucy without talking just staring
. . Jason left the tunnel pulling Jessica with him down the hill to the beach, Jessica was getting a good view now of exactly what this town was using as their exotic meats as she looked around in fear at all the girls not much older then herself, lying on butcher tables or bound to machines like the ones she saw built into the counters in the diner, As they got closer to the beach she also saw roasting pits with girls already on spits rotating over the fire some were still alive and twitching, "Chef Jason reporting with Spitroast #187666" Jason said as he approached a man with a name tag that read, "Stepford Diner Chef, Jerrol Javinen" Holding a clipboard, Jessica looked down and could barely see the metallic tag dangling between her legs, but could make out what it said based on the tags she had read hanging from the clit of the naked girl she had met when she first entered Stepford and on the table by the cylinder grill, it read, "Spitroast #187666, Grade A PRIME, Fit for human consumption" Jessica started to cry as she realized her fate
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