History Lesson

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by Feyd Rautha

He found her at the mall. So many luscious young things congregated there. It was simple; her body, with its wasp-like waist, swollen young bosoms and succulent hips, made him hungry. It was nothing personal. He kidnapped her, cleaned her of organs at his hideaway, and cooked her in the oven like a Thanksgiving turkey.

(Her name was Trisha. She was 19. She was studying to be a nurse at a local college, to help people in need. Her face was beautiful, framed with mid-length chestnut brown hair. She was very intelligent, had a rich sense of humor, and was overall a very loving and caring person.)

Over several days and nights following, he ate her ripe young body. He began with her breasts. They were firm and hard, having been that way even before he cooked her. He slid a carving knife into the natural crease beneath her breasts and sliced upward sharply. The fatted flesh mounds slid from the torso on a thin coating of woman-grease. He took her left breast and split it in two halves. He sliced a section from the side of one of the pieces and ate it, chewing slowly. It was creamy and rich.

(When Trisha was 14, she was wrestling with her brother Jake when his elbow accidentally crushed her left breast against the carpet, with all his weight. He apologized profusely. She cried for hours. She thought the pain would never go away.)

He slit her left nipple free of its tube-like moorings, leaving the gland itself inside its fatty sleeve within her breast. He popped it into his mouth and found it to be very chewy, and tough like leather. Eventually it yielded to his chomping jaws with a faint crunch, and he swallowed it down.

(When Trisha was 16, her boyfriend at the time, a handsome boy named Sean, would suckle gently at her nipples during their timid attempts at lovemaking {her first}. His tongue on the points of her softened bosoms raised goosepimples all over her thighs and calves. He told her she had the most beautiful breasts in the world. She believed him. She began to fall in love with him.)

Soon the gland that would never give milk from the girl's tit was gone, chewed and swallowed like the rest of her breast. He moved on to her right breast, turning it inside out to expose the glands and tissue. He pulled a section of the gland free and ate it. It was very savory, not like meat or fat either.

(As Trisha lay in Sean's arms after their first time, she imagined herself having his baby, and cradling it in her arms, feeding it with her own beautiful breasts. She imagined Sean standing by her, gazing deep into her eyes, lovingly.)

The next thing he ate was her soft, flat belly. It was more delicious than any sirloin he'd ever eaten. The skin concealed a layer of juicy subcutaneous fat tissue that made the meat so very tender.

(Trisha bucked backwards, reeling from the punch to the stomach she had just recieved. Sean's actual girlfriend, some girl named Evelyn, was just protecting her property. Trisha thought something inside her had burst; she had never been hit like that before. She cried for days. She never wanted to see Sean again.)

The man pulled the girl's legs free from her pelvis, having put much effort into hacking them off. He then chopped her legs in two at the knee, then again cut at the ankle. When this was done he began grinding her feet, bones and toenails removed, in the meat grinder. He molded the resulting ground meat into patties, fried them lightly like hamburgers, and ate them for lunch the next day, with plenty of ketchup and mustard.

(Trisha limped home, her right foot throbbing with pain. In her anger she had visited Evelyn. She had tried to kick down Evelyn's door. It was so stupid, and unlike her. Now she was paying for it with a broken foot.)

The man ate Trisha's lovely calves like corn on the cob. Oily juices ran down his chin as his teeth popped through her smooth skin and into the succulent calf meat below. It was so tender and moist. He ate one, but couldn't finish the second, saving it for tomorrow's dinner.

(Once the cast came off Trisha returned to track running. She was her school's star athlete. Boys would come from all around to track meets where Trisha competed just to glimpse her fantastically sexy legs in action, and see how her full bosom would bounce like a jubilant son. They all wanted her for the wrong reasons.)

It took two full days to eat Trisha's thighs. They were packed solid with meat. The man cut them in slices, like ham, and ate, and ate.

(Trisha did her best to look at the backs of her thighs in the full-length mirror. She loved the way the seams on the backs of her black pantyhose made her legs look. She felt like a 40's pinup girl. She would truly drive the boys out of their minds at the prom, and make that asshole Sean jealous. Wow, she thought. My legs look FINE.)

The man used a bone saw to cut the girl's torso into two halves; the front, with the ribs and gaping holes where the tits once sat, and back. He re-cooked her back on the grill outside with plenty of barbecue sauce. Baby back ribs had nothing, absolutely nothing, on this girl. The man's eyes rolled back in ecstasy as he ate her ribs. I'm going to be eating plenty more girls after this one, he thought. The meat came off the bone with no effort.

(Trisha gazed deep into Tony's eyes as they slow danced. She breathed in sharply as Tony ran his fingertips up her spine, which was exposed by her beautiful dress. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. She sighed softly, closed her eyes and held him closer, enthralled by his gentle touch on her shoulders. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Sean and Evelyn. The look on Sean's face was worth a million dollars.)

Finished with her long, slender arms, the man sank his fork into a healthy chunk of the girl's ripe, piquant ass. It was so delicious that he decided to eat one cheek tonight, the other tomorrow, maybe with some nice white wine. It was so beautiful and round. The generous layer of fat had made the meat tender enough to melt in his mouth. It was incredible.

(Trisha sat in Tony's car, uneasy. She wasn't sure she wanted to trust someone after what Sean did to her. But now Tony's kisses felt so good... He slid his hands up her dress and cupped her bottom, moaning in pleasure as he did. It was a perfect bottom. Trisha remembered the time Sean made love to her from behind. The memories were too painful. She began to cry. She pushed Tony away. Tony was a gentleman, and held her as she cried.)

The man peeled the girl's once-gorgeous face from her skull for a final meal. He had eaten nothing but this girl for ten days. He began with her lips. They were juicy and soft.

(Trisha kissed Tony goodbye. She got out of his car and began to walk home.)

Now there was nothing left of this girl but bones. The man loaded them into the compactor and crushed them down.

(Trisha would turn her life around. She would make people see what a good person she is. How loving she is. How caring she is. How smart. She would study to be a nurse in college and help people. She promised all this to herself.)

120 pounds of girl. Gone. Bones pulverized. Now nothing.

(Trisha's heart began to beat quicker as she thought of her plans for the future. She smiled with hope.)

The man went to the refrigerator and pulled out an aluminum foil package he had saved since he first cleaned the girl.

(My name is Trisha. I am a loving, good-hearted person.)

He opened the foil to reveal the girl's young heart.

(My name is Trisha.)

I will keep you safe and remember you.

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