You wake up groggy and shivering on the hard stone counter top. As you come to you quickly realize you're completely naked, bent over on your knees with your arms behind your back, and tied tightly into position with what feels like cooking twine. You barely have time to question it before you hear the familiar voice of the Addam's oldest child Pugsley talking to his father.
"Wow, pops, we're really gonna eat somebody?"
"Not we, my boy, you." Gomez says proudly as he leads his son into the kitchen "It's an Addams tradition for a boy your age. You need to get a taste for blood like the rest of the Addam's men"
"Yeah, and it'll put some meat on your bones!" Uncle Fester chimes in as the men turn the corner to where you can see them, and they can see you.
"WOW, I know him from school, he's always fallowing me home and stuff."Pugsley says with a sinister smile that scares you, your young bare body shivering more from fear than coldness now.
"Had Lurch grab him before he took your mother and Wednesday out to the shopping mall for their girl time. What better first meal," Gomez explains, walking over and giving you a swat on the butt that makes you whimper "But he's not ready yet, first he needs to be prepared. Fester, you get started on the stuffing, I'll do the garnish"
"Sure thing, Gomez." Uncle Fester replies before going over and starting to mix together an odd mush in a large bowl. Pugsley walks over and runs a hand over your butt cheek and up your back, making you shudder and cry out for help before an arm reaches out of a nearby box and shoves an apple in your mouth
"Thanks Thing." Pugsley chuckles as the hand motions in response before slipping back into the box and closing the hinged lid.
Without further adieu, Pugsley pulls a stool over and hits to watch his father start slicing onions potatoes and veggies into a large roasting pan. He then lifts you and sets you into it on your knees and chest. You cry muffledly through the apple, but they ignore it. Gomez opens the box the hand reached out of before and drops in a pineapple. there's a moment wet cutting sound before several large pineapple slices flew out of the box and landed in a line down your back, which forks to the last two land on head butt cheek.
"Good show, Thing old man!" Gomez calls, looking into the box before being squirted in the face with pineapple juice and pulp, which he just wipes away with a chuckle as the box's lid closes "That sneaky little scamp."
"So, is he ready yet, Pop?" Pugsley asks with a tone of excitement that makes you whimper
"Not yet! We still gotta stuff 'em" Fester replies as he walks up behind you and pulls up his sleeve before burying a handful of the warm much he'd made into your exposed rear. You cry out into the apple gagging you as he pulls his hand out and stuffs in another handful. and another, packing it in good and tight and till Gomez stops him.
"Whoa, Fester, slow down. You don't want to poor lad. Not yet anyway."
"Oh, sorry. I got a little caught up in the moment" Fest says with a cheeky grin before stuffing a large root vegetable into your hole, keeping the stuffing from being pushed out. You look around nervously before notice Pugsley drooling over your naked form "Is he ready now?"
"Not quite, son. We've still gotta roast him in the oven." Gomez says, reaching up and turning the dial of the large appliance to Preheat.
"Aw, come on Gomez, let the kid have a little fun." Fester eggs him on a bit "nothin tastes better than a boy swallowed whole."
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