This choice: She has not been good enough | Go Back Chapter 19: She has not been good enough (ID #570096) an addition by: geofrey ![View geofrey's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-2.gif) More by this author Jenny walked over to Charlette, gripping her chin with her fingers and lifting Charlette’s face up to the hers, “Not even close.” She said coldly as Charlette, with growing fear, kicked and squirmed trying to get free. Charlette was dragged inot the next room, as the actors gave a sigh of relief to be safe, for the moment. Charlette on the other hands, was near a breakdown,
“No wait.. wait… you ca-can’t eat me…” Charlette stammered, trying to think of a way out as she was plopped onto the black marble kitchen table, her clothes roughly torn off as she shrieked. Tira, cupping Charlette’s pert little ass said simply,
“I think you will find we can. How do you want to do it girls?” Charlette continued to squirm, as the girls discussed how to prepare her, causing her to shiver and tremble violently. Rita eventually chimed in, storking Charlette’s back,
“I want to eat this cute little thing like a cup cake.” All the girls squealed in delight at the idea as Tira went to cake a large cup cake tin. Jenny, still ahold of Charlette, whispered menacingly to her, “Looks like we have to oil you up…”
Charlette squirmed helplessly as cold oil was squirted onto her and all three girls massaged it into every part of her. Eventually, she was oiled, glistening from head to toe and feeling ashamed and violated as the girls licked their fingers and quickly oiled the tin. “Okay, now to tie her up.” Tira said proudly, clapping her hands and presenting some rope. Charlette, with a terrified gasp, renewed her pleas, “Wait.. I can do this again, I can get more boys… just you wait, let me go please!” The girls looked seriously at each other and Rita bent down to look at Charlette face to face,
“look kid. Your done now. Stop trying to be smart and accept it.” Turning her head to jenny she asked kindly, “Would you be a dear and turn the gas on…” jenny smiled and sauntered over to the huge oven and turned the gas on with a hiss a lit it, Charlette’s lips quivering as she knew what was coming next. “That is right, we are ging to bake you like the cute little cup cake you are. Then we will eat you and then…” Rita turned around and benmt over, her bare ass in front of Charlette’s face. There was a quiet hiss and then a loud rippling noise and Rita farted on Charlette’s face, causing the girl to turn her head, shut her eyes shut and hold her breath, nearly gagging at the bit that went up her nostrils. Rita tunred around and whispered into Charlette’s ear, “then you will fly out my ass like that fart, you ill come out a thick sloppy pile of shit and I will enjoy it.” Rita’s face tunred to an innocent smile and she gave Charlette a peck on the cheek, “So pipe down and let us get to work okay?”
The harrowing speech, stunned Charlette allowing the girls to tie her hands beneath her chest and her knees beneath her stomach so that her ass was pointing up in the air. They then sprayed some whipped cream on her ass like a cornetto and placed a cherry on top, as well as in her ass beofer plaving her in the tin. They began to slideher into the oven when Charlette, tried one more time, “Please… I will do anything! Just don’t eat me!” The girls sighed and smiled to each other. Jenny said,
“Fine, lick my ass and I will let you go…” Charlette gave a quizzical look. She was too desperate to question it though and as Jenny presented her vivacious ass, spreading the chicks apart, Charlette gladly stuck out her tongue and gently licked Jenny’s rim before sliding it in, on for a gust of wind to fly out and hit Charlette in th efface and to go down her throat causing her to recoil, horrified. Jenny laughed, “Like Rita said, you are here for our amusement. We want to eat you now and see what you looki like when you come out. I think you will be kind of moist.” Tira and Rita chimed in, “No firm, liquid, a splat!” as they closed Charlette into the oven and walked off to finish the other actors.
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