"Why, start your new job, of course!" Mindy's grin grows even wider as she gives you the best news of your life.
"Wait, wha..." you manage to mumble, still a little groggy from your earlier escapades. As the news sinks in, you smile as well. "So I actually got a job here?"
"Yep, as our new Human Food Preparation Specialist. It sounds like a fancy title, but it basically boils down to prep chef."
This is incredible! Just an hour ago, you were losing hope and unsure if you'd ever find a job at all, and now you're gainfully employed and sexually satisfied with a new lesbian lover. It seems like luck is in your favor, at least for the time being. You slowly sit up on the metal table for a moment, still adjusting to being awake and moving after being basically unconscious for however long it was, and turn to face your new coworker.
"That's awesome! But I don't really know much about cooking or anything..."
"Oh, don't worry too much about that," Mindy explains. "I used to do this before I got moved to the front desk. There's really not much to it. The actual cooking is done in another area, so you just need to prepare the food for that. Mostly just cleaning and tenderizing and restraining whatever meat they provide you with for the day, and what little you actually need to make can all be found in our recipe books. It's a cinch."
Most of that sounds pretty easy to you, but there's one part of that explanation that's troubling you. "Restraining the meat?"
"Well," she says with a mischievous grin, "they don't call it 'Human Food' for nothing..."
Your eyes glaze over in confusion for a moment before you suddenly realize what she means. There was a newspaper article you read recently about the government legalizing cannibalism, but you had no idea that anyone would actually ever do that, let alone a huge company like Greene Technologies. Now that you think about it, this entire situation is a little bit strange. You can only imagine how many other people have laid on the metal table you just made love on, not as people but as future meals. You feel a stirring in your loins again as your mind bizarrely connects the notions of sex and cannibalism; somehow you're getting turned on by it. Clearly this is not a topic you had thought about until now, but you get a feeling that you'll kinda like your new role as chef.
Mindy clears her throat. "A-hem. Now that you're back from la-la-land, let me show you the ropes. The table you're sitting on is obviously the prep table, where you will keep the meat while you're processing it. Over on the other side of the rooooooooooh..." She trails off into a low moan as your hands absentmindedly find their way to her still-exposed breasts, again playing with every sexy bit of them. Reluctantly, she pushes your hands away. "Mmmm, there'll be plenty of time for that later, Jennifer, but we need you to start preparations for lunch now."
You blush a bit. "Oh, sorry." Mindy just winks at you in return.
"Now, the other side of the room has the window to the cooking chambers." She walks over to point out the window in question. As she swivels the window open, you can see a puff of steam escape from the interior as if it were a sauna. Now there is no doubt as to why that side of the room was much warmer than the other.
"Basically, you just carry the meat over here, slide the window open, and place them inside. There's a conveyor belt inside that will take the meat away for cooking. Any questions?"
In reality, your head is overflowing with questions, such as why the company is practicing cannibalism in the first place, but you think it best to just go with the flow. After all, you don't want to lose this perfect job opportunity. "Nope, I'm good."
"Great!" Mindy produces a document from a nearby shelf along with a pen. "If you'll just sign this, we can get started."
Still eager and excited to begin your first day on the job, you hastily sign the form without reading it. You figure that it's the standard legal mumbo-jumbo that you probably wouldn't even be able to decipher anyway. Mindy grins as she takes the form and files it away.
"Now Jennifer, since this is your first time and I've had experience with this, I'll help you prepare your first meal." She walks out of the room, still completely naked and apparently unconcerned about it, and returns carrying a vaguely human shape wrapped in white butcher paper. You gulp as the reality sinks in that whoever this is will soon become today's special.
"We caught this one while she was grocery shopping," Mindy states. "You should always be wary of taking free samples these days; you never know what might be in them..." You can only gulp again, making a mental note to never ever take a free sample from a supermarket ever again.
She places the wrapped woman on the prep table, then slowly pulls on a loose end of the paper to begin unwrapping her. The helpless woman is still alive but clearly not conscious, staying completely silent as she turns over and over with the paper. Her feet are revealed first, then her shapely legs. You are beginning to get turned on again as you watch Mindy unravel this strange woman, and you find yourself almost attracted to the "meat" the same way you were to Mindy. Maybe you really are into women...
As Mindy gets to the halfway point, you can plainly see that the poor girl is naked and, so far, completely shaven already. You aren't sure whether she did that herself or if someone else did that to her, but you aren't complaining; it just means less work for you. The paper is soon removed from the breasts, allowing them to bounce and sway freely as the remaining wrapping is undone. A hum escapes your lips, and you suddenly realize that your hand found its way between your legs while you were watching all of this. "She's so beautiful," you think to yourself. "Oh what a lover she would have made..."
Then you gasp, your furiously-rubbing fingers stopping dead, you mouth hanging open in shock.
The last of the butcher paper is removed to reveal the face of your own mother, Sarah.
There's no denying that it's her. She appears exactly the same as she did this morning: the same hairstyle, the same make-up, even the same earrings that you noticed her wearing before you left and could swear she stole from your jewelry box. Now your mother is lying unconscious on the table before you, you were just masturbating to the sight of her naked body, and she's about to be prepared and cooked for lunch! There are so many confusing feelings and thoughts rushing through your head right now that you can't even hope to speak, let alone move.
Mindy crumples up the last of the butcher paper and tosses it aside. "Done," she exclaims, not noticing your reaction at first. She bends down and plants a light peck on your mother's lips.
You tremble a bit, still unable to speak.
"She's a good one." Mindy reaches up and begins kneading Sarah's right breast with one hand and her left thigh with the other. "Plenty of good meat here, and feels pretty tender already, too. We should have a lot of fun with this one, Jennifer."
"M-... m-..." you stammer, slowly regaining your senses.
Mindy wastes no time in binding your mother's wrists together in front of her with some nearby roasting string, followed shortly by her ankles. For good measure, she also ties a few loops of string around the table and her waist, securing her to the table. "There we go, all bound and ready to..." She trails off as she turns to you, finally noticing the horrified expression on your face.
"What's wrong?"
"M-... m-... Mom..."
Mindy's smile disappears, quickly realizing what has happened. "Oh, boy..."
"Mom... my mom... she's there..."
"Well, I guess she was your mom," Mindy tries to explain. "Now she's today's lunch. I guess it must be a little hard for you, what with your tongue being so tied right now, but you have a job to do. Come on, give me a hand with the preparations."
Now you're not entirely sure what to do. Of course you love your mother, and you would never want to hurt her or anything. Simply refusing to cooperate is not an option at this point; Mindy would probably just cook her without you. Besides, there's a great possibility that you wouldn't be able to simply walk out of the building alive after everything you have seen and heard here. No, you would need to rescue Sarah from this horrible situation yourself. You might be able to knock Mindy out with something and flee with your mom back home. On the other hand, the rescue option seems very risky, and you could both be killed trying to escape. Even if you do manage to get away with no repercussions, a job opportunity like this may never come up again, and you don't want to lose what might be your only offer of employment. You are also feeling the now familiar tingling between your legs as you have the chance to look past your familial relationship and simply "tenderize" the beautiful woman in front of you. You have to decide now before things go too far.
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