Feature Writer: A Cannibal /
Feature Title:  Witch’s Dinner /
Story Codes: Young, Pedo, Lesbian, FFgg, Cannibalism, Snuff, NC /
Synopsis: Halloween is a great time to eat little children /

 

Witch’s Dinner

It was Halloween and Cynthia and her best friend Trisha were making each other up. They figured that this would probably be their last year to go trick or treating they were getting to old for that. They had both reached the advanced age of eleven years. Cynthia was five foot three inches and lean. Her breasts were starting to grow large she was already size 32A.

With golden shoulder length hair and green eyes the older boys had started noticing her. Trisha was the opposite of her friend standing four feet inches inches and slightly plump. Her soft brown eyes were framed by her black hair down which flowed down her plump butt with a 25AA chest boys didn’t pay that much attention to her but some men did.

“Hold still Trisha I’m trying to get these bat sleeves onto you,” Cynthia complained.

She was going as bat girl and the gloves that her friend was trying to put on had little wings on them. Trisha dressed in a black bat girl costume that had a short mini skirt that showed off her skinny legs. Black boots that came up almost her nylon covered knees. Once that was accomplished all Trisha had to do was put on the mask.

“Turn around Cynthia and let me get your tail on strait,” Trisha said.

Cynthia was going to going as a spotted cat. She even had a bell to go around her neck. In a short spotted dress with no sleeves she had decided to go braless. On her legs she wore white knee socks and white high heeled shoes. Cynthia was proud of her body and like that men and boys stared at her. Now with their costumes on they had to get out of the house with out Cynthia’s dad spotting them.

He thought she dressed way too sexy for her age and would never approve of her costume. He would have had mad if she had gotten the costume she wanted, a playboy bunny. Grabbing their bags and masks they snuck out the window. They walk a few blocks over to start trick or treating hopping that way know one would know them. They join others and soon had lots of candy.

“What about that house?” Trisha asked.

She was pointing to an old two story house sitting in top of a hill.

“Um, I don’t know I don’t see any of the others going there,” Cynthia answered.

They continued down the street getting more candy until the only house left was the one Trisha had pointed out.

“Well what do you think?” Staring at the house as she replied, “it spooky but I’ll go if you do.”

The two girls made their way up the hill. The path was overgrown with grass and broken tree limbs. When they reach the door they shouted the traditional greeting for Halloween “trick or treat.”

They heard the door creak open and old women appeared.

“Oh my I don’t get visitors very often and I’m afraid I don’t have any treats,” she said staring at the girls.

The two of them frowned but it’s was Cynthia who said, “That’s alright.”

They turn to go but the woman call out to them, “I could cook something up. You must be cold in those little costumes. Come on in and I’ll get you girls started err I get something for you.”

Her current name was Agatha also she was not a little old lady only middle age for a witch around five hundred. Agatha had cast a spell upon herself to look old when she had spied the children walking toward the house. She would play upon their sympathies of being a lonely if she had to. All of the sudden the girls thought they were cold and something hot might be good. Both girls turn and entered the house.

“Good the spell worked. I was so afraid you her my little slip,” Agatha told the girls as steered them toward the kitchen.

The spell of obedience gave the caster total power over the victim for five minutes. Trisha and Cynthia could here and see everything but had no free will of their own. They watched as the old woman muttered a few words and a bunch of smoke engulfed her. When the smoke cleared there stood a woman with red hair and a trim body who wasn’t much older then thirty.

“Wow! That feels much better.” Agatha said check her watch three minutes until they spell wore off. “We’ve got to hurry so lets get started. Now sit down on the table and put you’re hand at your sides.”

When the girls complied a rope appeared out of thin air. Then it rapped itself around the girls pinning their hands at their sides.

“Lay back and spread your legs,” was the next command Agatha gave.

As they laid back the table stretched and raised their on to it. More rope appeared rapping one end around the two girls ankles and tied it self off to the table legs. It was then that the spell broke. Cynthia and Trisha both struggled and screamed as Agatha came over to them.

Smiling down at them she said, “well let’s see what we have a bat girl. Hump, well I don’t need any bats but I could use a girl.”

She said a few words and all of the sudden Trisha felt a cold breeze allover her body. Raising her head Trisha could look down the length of her body saw she was naked.

“I don’t need another cat, cat so…” the witch said a few words and Cynthia was naked.

“What are you going to do to us?” Trisha asked. “Didn’t you here her when she brought us in? Look around this is a kitchen not a bedroom what do you think she going to do to us?” Cynthia said with exacerbation.

“Your going to eat us?” Trisha asked.

“Yes I am, in fact I think I’ll start right now,” Agatha said.

Her head plunged between Trisha’s legs and she started licking her outer lips. Trisha stiffen as soon the witch had started to lick the girl. A tingle was felt between Trisha’s legs as the witch parted the outer lips and her tongue drove into her. It had been a long time for Agatha young girls were hard to come by.

She had paper boys and even a boy who wanted to do yard work. But there was nothing quite like the sex of a young virgin girl. She found the girl’s little sex button and Agatha hit it with her tongue. Trisha let out a load gasp arched her back shoving her hot pussy into the witches face. Cynthia watch with amassment as her friend had her first orgasm. Agatha came away with girl cum on her face licking her lips.

“Oh I see you’re ready,” the witch said noticing a slight bit of moisture between her legs.

“Well then I won’t keep you waiting.”

She dove between the with one hand she spread Cynthia’s pussy open while the other moved up to her breasts where she kneed first the right then the left. It took Cynthia no time to have her orgasm. Even tough she was not the first; she had been playing with herself for the last year. It was the best she’d ever had.

“I see that you’ve done this before. How are you at doing others,” the witch told her.

Agatha stood up and reaching under her dress she removed her panties. Next Agatha lowered her pussy on to Cynthia’s mouth and ordered her to lick. When the girl didn’t comply she threatened “you’re going to be cooked but unless you do what I say I make sure it’s painful. Now lick me to orgasm like I did for the both of you.”

Cynthia thought, “What choice do I have I don’t want roasted but if she going to do it anyway I won’t want it to be painful.”

It took some instructions from the witch but she did mange to make Agatha cum.

After a short rest Agatha said, “OK girls it time I got you ready for the oven. You know there’s almost too much meat here. Why don’t you two talk it over. See who get to go home and whom I’m going to eat tonight. I leave you girl alone to talk about it.”

She just had to do it once so as she left the room she let go a cackle. In the other room Agatha made a phone call to her sister Gwendolyn, “hi sis did you get anyone tonight at your house?”

Gwendolyn pouted over the phone “not a one.”

Agatha told her, “well then you might want to pop over here I’ve got…” there was a shrill noise on the phone and puff of smoke as Gwendolyn pop in.

“What do you have?” she asked.

Agatha laughed the enthusiasm of youth she was only one hundred and forty years old.

“If you’d hung on a few seconds more I would have told you. I’ve got two preteens; I believe their preteens anyway I didn’t ask their ages. Oh and you might just want to get a new phone when you go home,” she told her sister with another chuckle.

She gave Agatha her “huh” look. Her sister pointed to her hand. Gwendolyn was still holding the phone receiver in her hand.

“Oh, ah yea,” she said and threw the phone away.

“Come on I’ll show you the meat,” Agatha said.

The girls still laid there squabbling as to who would be let go and who would be cooked.

“Mmm look at them not more than twelve that’s for sure. Sis can I sample the meat?” Gwendolyn asked in a hopeful grin.

“You may sample them while I get things ready. The larger one is excellent” She said returning the grin.

To the two girls Agatha asked, “So which one of you is going to be cooked?”

Cynthia and Trisha both said “she is” then they started arguing with each other again.

“Quiet now! I’ve made up my mind since my sister is here I’ve decided to cook you both,” she said in mock anger.

She had no intention of letting such lovely dishes to leave.

“Decisions, decision with of you to do first” Gwendolyn said.

She was squeezing Cynthia’s and Trisha’s breasts as she said this. “You’re suppose to be sweet I here so why don’t I try you first,” she told Cynthia. “No I’m not sweet um in fact I’m real sour,” the girl.

Gwendolyn replied, “Oh, alright but I like sour too and your friend there can be dessert.”

Trisha snickered she didn’t mind having been brought to orgasm it felt wonderful. What she hoped was that this witch was as good as the other. She watched the new witch spread her friend pussy open. Trisha was so amazed to see Gwendolyn’s tongue come out and out until it was a foot long. Pushing it deep inside Cynthia she got her the tongue brought the girl to ecstasy so fast that she didn’t have time to catch the girl’s cum in her mouth. Agatha shook her head she had glanced up from making the stuffing to see her sister retract her foot long tongue.

“I never thought of that using that spell,” Agatha said.

Gwendolyn moved over to Trisha’s juicy cunt. She could see the girl was nervous and tried calm her.

“Look, see my tongue is normal now,” she said.

Watching the Trisha’s reaction see saw disappointment in her face. Gwendolyn turned to her sister for a moment then opened her mouth to show Agatha her tongue. This was another spell she hadn’t she hadn’t thought of. Instead of a tongue she now had a penis. Gwendolyn entered Trisha’s little sex and push past her hymen breaking it. Trisha gasp then smiled as her virginity was taken.

It did hurt because Gwendolyn had the foresight to put a pain to pleaser spell on her. Now Trisha was riding the cock/tongue and enjoying it. The girl came hard and Gwendolyn caught most of her juice in her mouth. They lay next to each other panting and Gwendolyn heard her sister ask “well how were they?”

She smiled and replied, “Delicious. The smaller one is so sweet.”

Agatha took a few more minutes to fix the stuffing that she planned to fill the girl’s bellies up with.

“Alright you’ve sampled them now would you help me get or dinner ready.” Gwendolyn sighed and went to her sister and before Agatha could stop her snitch a bit of stuffing.

“Alright what do I have to do?” She asked her voice muffled because the stuffing in her mouth.

“I need you to remove all the hair below the neck and then wash them the two of them. Just zap up a brush, soap and razor.”

Gwendolyn frowned at her sister.

“Why can’t I just zap the hair off of them?” She complained.

“Look if you do this I’ll let you stuff which ever girl you want. Just put them to sleep or paralyze them so our food doesn’t run off,” Agatha said.

They were now slowly coming out of the haze of orgasmic pleasure. Gwendolyn looked down at the food and licked her lips. Neither girl had much hair between the legs she noticed as the cleaning supplies appeared in her hands.

“Freeze girls. Ropes release them,” Gwendolyn said.

She spread Cynthia in to an “X” then proceeded to save the girl. Cynthia could feel what was happening but could do nothing not even scream as she saw the razor come at her.

Gwendolyn asked her sister, “I’ve got the big one cleaned what do want done with her?”

Agatha thought about this a few seconds before responding. “Um, just leave her there for the moment and get the other one done. By that time I’ll have the stuffing made and we can fill them up with it.”

Trisha was also frozen but her eleven year old did respond with an orgasm. Cumming again, when Gwendolyn stuck a wash cloth inside her pussy. Agatha brought over two large bowls of stuffing placed them by the waist of each girl.

“Rope retie the meat. Sis you can remove your freezing spell. I want them to feel as we fill them up with the stuffing.”

Gwendolyn giggled and told her sister, “they can feel everything we do to them. They just can’t move or talk. I take it off anyway, I know who you like to here them scream.”

With a wave of the hand the girls were once again able to scream and they did. Gwendolyn scooped up a hand full of stuffing and shoved it into Trisha’s sex. It felt strange as the young witch shoved it into her. It also excited Trisha as Gwendolyn used her fingers to push the stuffing deeper into her vagina. Cynthia shutter as Agatha fed stuffing into the pussy.

“This is the easy part my darling piece of meat. No need to struggle, save your energy for the oven,” Agatha told Cynthia who was twisting against her bindings and screaming.

Cynthia stopped her struggles for the moment and looked at the witch who was stuffing her pussy. There was something in her tone made her wonder.

“What do you mean? I thought it would hurt as we cook.”

Agatha look at her sister then to Trisha to make sure Trisha would hear what was said. Agatha gave off another cackle and Gwendolyn shook her head in embarrassment no self respecting witch cackled anymore.

“I’ve cook lots of girls and never saw one that didn’t orgasm at least once.”

Both Cynthia and Trisha smiled at the thought of having another orgasm.

“Agatha you made to much stuffing this one’s full,” Gwendolyn said. “I see someone hasn’t been reading “witch’s monthly.” If you did you would have seen a couple new spells. Now watch and learn,” Agatha replied.

“This one is in two parts. First part, the “lifer” spell will keep the dinner alive after they have been disemboweled.”

Agatha recited the spell and over the girls but her sister could see no difference.

“Did it work?” Gwendolyn asked.

“Well if I did it right, and I did. The next part will so you. It’s called “removal” and will do just that. It will gut them with out actually have to get your hand yucky by having to cut every out.”

Agatha recited the second part and Gwendolyn watched in amazement as the girls stomachs shrank as their intestines disappeared.

“Now then girls can you here me?” when they nodded she continued, “Good I knew spell would work. Let’s see just we’ll just zap the rest of the stuffing into you two.” Gwendolyn asked “why did we have to stuff their pussies by hand? Why didn’t we just fill them up by magic?”

Her sister laughed.

“Well didn’t you enjoy playing with her as you put the stuffing in?”

Gwendolyn smiled, “oh um, yea. I see what you mean” and she giggled.

The girls bellies expand as stuffing fill their insides to the bursting point.

“A little butter so you don’t burn then it’s off to the oven to roast.”

The girl’s mouths move but no sound came out. Gwendolyn noticing this touched each girl’s head.

“You can’t physically talk but we can now here you and you’ll be able to hear each other.”

She heard Cynthia ask, “are we going to die in the oven?”

Agatha answered, “No not in the oven. You will die sometime but not in the oven. So just enjoy yourselves.”

The girls were placed in roasting pan, tits up. A lid was placed over and then they were ready to cook. Agatha and Gwendolyn pick up the pan and placed it in front of the oven. Agatha called out to the oven, “Open up I’ve two girls to cook.”

The magic oven opened its door and the girls were slid in.

“Hey, is that us? I can see the stuffing in my pussy,” Trisha asked.

The lid was mirrored on the inside. On the outside the lid was clear so they could be seen by the witches.

“Yea I think it us. Were going to see ourselves roast,” Cynthia said.

As the oven heated up and the girl’s squirm to get their hands free that so they could play with themselves. Agatha and Gwendolyn watched them enjoying the show. Soon Gwendolyn’s stomach began to growl as the smell of roasting girls filled the kitchen.

“I’m getting hungry how long dose it take them to cook?” Agatha laughed then said, “Tell you what I’ll have the oven cook them fast. If you set the table by then they will be ready to serve.”

In the oven both girls were having multiple orgasms. All too soon the girls hand were cooked and they could no longer us them.

“Look at us Cynthia were getting brown.” Trisha said.

“Yea and we smell good too,” Cynthia replied.

Agatha open the oven door took the lid off and poked them with a fork.

“You two are done so it’s time to eat. Is the table ready sis?” Gwendolyn answered, “All set just zap them on to platters and were ready.”

Agatha zapped them onto the platters and herself into a chair.

“Girls I know you can still here me. Is there a favorite part of your lovely roasted body’s you’d like us to start with?” Agatha asked.

In her mind Cynthia shuddered with excitement.

She replied, “I really think you’d like my tits. Their probably juicy.”

Gwendolyn asked the same question and Trisha said, “I don’t know maybe my vagina.”

The witches liked the choices and carved the meat off the girls. Gwendolyn had easy access to the stuffing once her cut of meat was removed. She placed a couple of scoops next to filet. The girls watched in horror as the witches devoured them a piece at a time. They could even feel the witches bite into them and chew. Gwendolyn like the hemlock stuffing it was juiciest she had. When she asked why Agatha told her.

“It’s fill with little girl juices. Tell her how many times you came.”

Trisha answered “I think maybe a dozen times.”

Her mind blushed at the statement but it was true. It was experience she wished had never stopped. Agatha popped one of Cynthia’s eyes out of her head. The girl screamed as she saw both views. One eye saw the other eye being lifted and dropped into the witch’s mouth. That was bad enough but it was what the other eye saw that made her scream. It saw the knife pluck it out of its socket then be lifted into a giant mouth.

The last thing it saw were teeth clamping down on it and then she felt from her eye was the squish as the witch devoured it. After both witches had enough they decided to cut the rest of the meat from them and store it for later.

“Girls it time for you sleep now you won’t like the rest of what we do to you. Actually it’s boring so goodbye girls,” Agatha said a few magical word and the girls were a sleep. After they were carved up Agatha said, “There was a new growth spell in this month’s magazine. I’m going to try it on this two and see if it works.”

Trisha woke up in her bed it was the day after Halloween and she was still wearing her costume from last night. She had a strange dream last night but couldn’t recall what it was. As she took it off she realized it wasn’t her costume it was Cynthia’s costume. The dream came back to her about being captured by witches and then eaten. She called her friend and after comparing dreams they decided to find out if it was real. They went and looked for the house but there was no sign of it.

xxxxx

 

15 years later

It was Halloween and a mother and her five year old daughter walked tick or treating. At an old Victorian house there was a knock at the door and when it was opened the old woman she heard “trick or treat.”

There stood a little girl in a bat girl costume she had dark hair brown eyes and looked familiar.

“Oh I don’t have any candy for you. Mommy would you and your daughter like to come in and warm up a little.”

Out of the darkness came an answer.

“Warm up?”

There was a giggle before the voice continued, “last time I came here I got real warm so warm that you and your sister ate me and my friend.”

The woman came into the light. Agatha’s mouth fell open in astonishment. So that was why this little girl looked so familiar. She remembered years ago cooking two preteens and the mother was one of them.

The mother escorted her daughter in and said, “Could you do what you did to me to my daughter and me?”

Agatha smiled as she shut the door. It was going to be a good holiday after all.

THE END