Katherine McCall hummed to herself as she and her daughters walked hand in hand into the grocery store. She was a classic MILF, a stunning 32-year-old brunette with a body well-kept by regular trips to the gym and D-cup breasts that jiggled with each step she took. Her dark brown hair fell almost to her bubble butt, and her long shapely legs were enough to draw the eyes of any man—as was the telltale bulge in her belly. Katherine was pregnant, heavily so, and was well into her third trimester.
 
She was accompanied by her three daughters, soon to be joined by a fourth if nothing ate Katherine or she didn’t get snuffed first. Sarah was the oldest at 12, her small body just beginning to show the first hints of a woman’s curves and her breasts just starting to bud. Her black hair was cropped short and she cast a protective gaze over her siblings as they walked, holding hands, with their mother.
 
Jenny, age 9, was the middle child. By far the most prone to getting in trouble, she had mouse brown hair, blue eyes, and a perpetual impish smirk on her face.
 
Katie was the youngest at 7. She hummed happily to herself as they walked across the parking lot, her dark brown hair styled in pigtails that bounced with each step. Her brown eyes danced with a child’s cheerful attitude.
 
All three of the girls had different fathers, and like their mother, they were completely nude. None of them fought twice about it. In a society where the voring and sniffing of women had become commonplace, public nudity was accepted as normal. A female garnered more attention wearing clothes than she did not wearing them.
 
The grocery store looked like any other on the outside, and that was mostly the case inside, with one key difference. In addition to fruit, vegetables, dairy, and animal products, the store also sold girls. Live girls were available for purchase in the meat section, as were cold cuts, steaks, ribs, and other pieces of girl meat. As they walked inside, they saw one of the butchers behind the glass lifting a girl of 14 or 15 onto his bloodstained table. The girl made no attempt to resist or protest; she just smiled and laid down on her stomach, stretching her neck out over the edge of the counter where a bucket, already half full of girl-heads, waited for hers.
 
The butcher didn’t waste time. His cleaver descended and the girl was decapitated in a single stroke. Her head fell into the bucket and blood spurted and sprayed, fountaining from her severed neck. It splattered the man’s apron and spilled onto the floor.
 
Neither Katherine nor her girls paid any mind to it. They didn’t even stop to acknowledge it. The girl's death was just part of the background. Not even worth remarking on, so common were such sights today.
 
“Okay,” Katherine said, turning to Sarah. “What’s first on the grocery list?”
 
But of course, they were not the only ones who were shopping that day. And in this particular grocery store, not all of the shoppers were humans.
 
One of these non-human shoppers was a giant humanoid frog, one of the many creations of the talented geneticists from Dark Enterprises, who was always pushing the boundaries. These humanoid hybrids were another thing that was becoming a common sight in public places. Besides the humanoid frogs, there were also humanoid wolves that very much resembled the werewolves that you saw in movies. According to rumors, Dark Enterprises was working on humanoid air-breathing sharks next.
 
This particular humanoid frog had green skin and stood taller than any human. Yet despite this, most of the human shoppers paid him little mind as he stalked the aisles of the store and they just went about their own business. To these people, the frog was just another fellow shopper, here to look for his next meal just like the rest of him. And just like the other shoppers, his eyes were drawn to Katherine, who was now pushing a shopping cart and filling it with items from the shelves. But as the frog’s gaze lingered on her long legs, her jiggling breasts, and her telltale bulge, there was only one thing on his mind…
 
Of course, Katherine was completely oblivious to the danger she was in. She just hummed pleasantly while her daughters begged her to buy them the most sugary cereals they could find. Katherine, being the good mother she was, just smiled and shook her head.
 
“No, you know I don’t let you eat that stuff,” she told her daughters. “Too much sugar. It’s basically like eating candy for breakfast.”
 
“And that’s a bad thing?” Katie asked with a pout on her face.
 
For Katherine, this was all routine. After all, she had no reason to believe that this day was unlike any other. She was a regular customer at this grocery store and every visit was the same, save for the occasional advances she got from the male customers.
 
So when Katherine felt someone grabbing her ass, she only gasped slightly. Expecting it to just be another male admirer, she smirked and turned around… only to have to look up into the cold hungry eyes of the predatory frog man that towered over her, making her feel very, very small.
 
“Oh,” Katherine said, her eyes widening as she suddenly felt rather sheepish.
 
The frog man gazed down at Katherine with unmistakable hunger and she saw her fate in its pale yellow eyes. He cupped her ass, then move to grope her generous breasts, heedless of who saw. A few shoppers, sensing an imminent voring, stopped to watch. So did Sarah, Jenny, and Katie.
 
“Mom?” Jenny asked hesitantly. “Is he gonna eat you?”
 
“Probably,” Sarah admitted. “Right, Mom?”
 
The frog man slid his hand from her breasts to her pussy. Katherine gasped as he penetrated and began finger-fucking her.
 
Katherine’s eyes were wide with fear and lust as he felt the frog man touching her. Her hands touched her swollen belly as she realized that not only was she going to die, but her baby would die as well. And there was nothing she could do about it. She could scream, but nobody would come to help her. She could run, but the frog would undoubtedly catch her. She was completely helpless and that realization sent a shudder through her body as the frog’s cold hands slid into her warm pussy. She closed her eyes, tears falling down her face.
 
“G-girls,” Katherine said as her breath became heavy. “You don’t have to watch this.”
 
“We want to though,” Sarah said quietly, taking her younger sisters’ hands in hers. “We owe it to you, Mom. We’ll be right here with you the whole time. You’d do the same for us. We always knew something would get you eventually. You taught us that. We’ll miss you, but we’ll be okay.”
 
Katherine’s eyes filled with tears. She was so proud of her girls. She’d raised them with good meat-ist values and it was on full display now.
 
Katie did look a bit confused since she was the youngest and still hadn’t entirely grasped the meatism philosophy. She even looked a bit scared as she watched her mother being groped by this strange frog man. But as she felt Sarah take her hand, she decided to trust her sisters, figuring that they knew more than her about what was happening. Despite her fear, she would be brave. Brave for her sisters and brave for her mother.
 
Like her daughters, Katherine was trying to be brave, although she couldn’t stop her body from trembling as the frog explored it with his cold hands. Usually, she wouldn’t mind someone touching her. But this felt different. Because she knew the frog didn’t see her as a hot MILF. The frog saw her, first and foremost, as meat that he intended to swallow whole and digest.
 
Katherine let out a gasp as the frog spun her around and bent her over, the MILF offering no resistance despite her obvious fear. She knew what was about to happen and her body tensed up before she felt something being shoved into her pussy, which caused her to let out a loud, almost animalistic cry of pain and pleasure.
 
The frogman grunted with pleasure as he began fucking Katherine, taking her right there in the store in front of everyone. Her pregnant belly jiggled with each thrust, and his cock filled Katherine so much it was downright painful. She cried out as pain and pleasure mixed, unable to do anything but submit as any good meat girl should. Her girls were watching and it was up to her, one lady time, to set the example.
 
“Does…” Sarah hesitated. “Does it feel, um, good?”
 
Katherine forced herself to look up from the ground and at her daughters. Her gaze was blurry from pleasure and pain, her mouth hanging open, her eyes filled with tears. The frog’s cock was huge, larger than any other cock she had taken. And while normally she would enjoy a good fucking, even a rough one, there was something demeaning about the way the frogman was taking her. She couldn’t help but feel embarrassed and humiliated. This was not how she wanted her girls to remember her: being rammed by a frog man in a grocery store.
 
“Y-yes!” she cried out before letting out a loud groan as his hands grabbed her breasts, squeezing them hard. More tears welled in her eyes.
 
Katherine forced herself to look up from the ground and at her daughters. Her gaze was blurry from pleasure and pain, her mouth hanging open, her eyes filled with tears. The frog’s cock was huge, larger than any other cock she had taken. And while normally she would enjoy a good fucking, even a rough one, there was something demeaning about the way the frogman was taking her. She couldn’t help but feel embarrassed and humiliated. This was not how she wanted her girls to remember her: being rammed by a frog man in a grocery store.
 
“Y-yes!” she cried out before letting out a loud groan as his hands grabbed her breasts, squeezing them hard. More tears welled in her eyes.
 
The frog man growled and increased his pace, fucking her harder and deeper. Katherine saw stars of pain and she shrieked, but he held her arms fast and his grip was like iron. More than a few of the onlookers were starting to make out, copulate, or both. The frog man made a deep sound that reminded Katherine of “ribbit” before his cock erupted in a geyser. He came with such force and power that it hurt like hell as his cum lashing insides. She could swear she felt the tip of his cock poking her unborn child. Sarah, Jenny, and Katie all watched, speechless, as their mom was defiled.
 
The frog man withdrew, uncorking a waterfall of cum that gushed out of her pussy and spattered on the floor. His lust was now sated, for the moment anyway, but there were other appetites that had yet to be satisfied.
 
He looked down at her and she saw her doom in his gaze.
 
Katherine shook as she looked up into the frog man's eyes. She had always known this could be her fate one day. She thought she had made her peace with it. But she could never fully prepare herself for the moment when it happened since there was a world of difference between it being a possibility and it being real. There was also a world of difference between it happening to someone else and it happening to her.
 
The MILF's eyes continued to fill with tears and her hands touched her pregnant belly. Her lip quivered in fear. "P-please..." she begged the frog. As much as she wanted to set a good example for her daughters and go out bravely, there was still a part of her that didn't want to die. She didn't want her baby to die.
 
But the frog man didn't care. Instead, he just grabbed her and lifted her toward his open mouth, Katherine letting out a cry of panic in the process.
 
All present watched in awe as the frog man opened its jaws obscenity wide and hoisted Katherine by her left foot. Her hair hung down like a banner as she dangled above its gullet before the frogman began wallowing her inch by inch. Her daughters looked on, eyes wide with shock, as their mother was slowly swallowed.
 
“Bye Mom!” Sarah called, clearly doing her best to smile and hold back her tears. “We love you!”
 
The frog man gave her a look that shut her up instantly, and with a ripple of its distended maw, swallowed the MILF all the at up to her midsection just beneath her breasts.
 
Katherine did her best not to struggle, to not let sheer animal panic sink in. Hearing her daughter's words did help, even if she wished that she could properly say goodbye to them.
 
"I love you too!" she screamed with a sob while sliding head-first down the frog man's throat. Though she didn't struggle too much, her body still twitched and shuddered as more of it passed between the frog man's lips.
 
Her breasts jiggled as they dangled freely in the air and she could feel her baby kicking in her belly, something that made her wince in regret. To think that just a few minutes ago her biggest concern had been what cereal to get her daughters.
 
The frog man gave another huge swallow and more of Katherinr vanished down its gullet, engulfing her all the way to her knees. As it swallowed her, it began using its long, prehensile tongue to caress her already-swollen pussy, driving her into another fig of lust and pleasure. It toyed with her clit like an artist until Katherine was shrieking with rapture. Thoughts of her own demise became clouded by the sensations she was experiencing, and all the while, her daughters kept watching.
 
Sarah bit her lip. “M-mom? If you can still hear me, who will care for us once you're gone?”
 
Katherine, of course, was no longer able to hear her daughters. She was too far gone. Her large breasts and swollen belly had been difficult for the frog man to swallow, however, and his throat bulged out almost comically. At this point, there was very little the helpless MILF could do besides kick the air.
 
But the frog man was not the only predator that was in the grocery store. There was also a wolfman, tall with dark fur and yellow eyes. Katherine's fucking and voring had attracted his attention and the wolf man had been watching for a while, stroking his cock as he watched the attractive MILF get swallowed whole. It made him disappointed that the frog man had beaten him to the pregnant woman.
 
But then he spotted the daughters and when he heard Sarah's question, he figured that he could be the one to 'take care' of them.
 
Katie yelped in pain as he suddenly felt her pigtails grabbed and she was lifted off the ground, her small feet now dangling in the air. As she was held by her pigtails, she and her sisters quickly turned and saw the wolf man, causing the girls to pause as they stared at him in awe.
 
The wolfman gazed at Katie as she giggled cheerfully, her small body hanging almost a foot off the floor. After a moment the beast pulled her close to its goal, where its cock was growing rapidly larger, and abruptly shoved it into Katie’s mouth. Katie gave a muffled squeak of surprise, but she’d seen her sisters and mother do things like this enough to know what was expected of her, and she made no attempt to resist and even smiled as he rammed it down her throat. The wolfman pulled her by the pigtails, using them to sillier her head up and down his shaft as she gurgled and choked before finally cumming with a lupine snarl. Katie spluttered and coughed, unable to cope with the sheer quantity of cum spewing into her, and when the wolf man finally let her go she was a gasping, wet mess.
 
Once the wolf man had let her go, Katie was on the floor, unable to get up. Instead, she remained on her hands and knees, throwing up slightly on the ground next to her.
 
Her two sisters had completely taken their eyes off of their mother, who was still being swallowed, and instead had their eyes on the wolf who had just made their baby sister gag on his cock. They were unable to take their eyes off the wolf man, looking up at him in awe. When they saw the sinister lust in his eyes and the hardness of his cock, they realized what was expected of them as well.
 
The two girls shook, both out of excitement and out of fear. Sarah was definitely the most nervous, trembling before the wolf's gaze. But Jenny actually seemed eager, her telltale impish smirk on her face.
 
While Katie didn't move from her spot on the floor, both Sarah and Jenny stood before the wolf, ready to be good meat girls and allow him to do whatever he wished with them.
 
Perhaps they thought they were making their mother proud... even though she had no way of knowing what was happening to them.
 
The wolfman went for Sarah first, seizing her arm and pulling her close with enough force to make her wince. His claws left unwitting scratches behind as he spun her roughly around, clamping one hand around her throat as he roughly forced her hips apart. Sarah was old enough to know exactly what was about to happen, and a second later it did. The wolfman's giant cock rammed home into her small, petite body with enough force to almost make her pass out, and without any regard whatsoever for her comfort or feelings, the wolfman began thrusting in and out like an animal in heat--which, in a way, it was.
 
Sarah screamed in pain as she felt the cock tearing through the walls of her pussy. Almost immediately there was bleeding and tears welled in her eyes. She did her best to take it, but her entire body was still shaking uncontrollably while her feet dangled in the air, her toes curling.
 
"Aw," Jenny pouted childishly, crossing her arms. "I wanted to go first."
 
If Sarah could have traded places with her sister, she certainly would have. Her eyes rolled back as the wolf continued to ravage her young virgin body and she became unresponsive, though the wolf certainly didn't mind. Her mouth hung open, but no sound came out of it.
 
Katherine, meanwhile, was still hanging out of the frog man's mouth. She had seemed to have heard Sarah's scream and her body squirmed slightly as she feared what was happening to her daughter. But the frog man held onto her legs, keeping her from struggling too much.
 
The Wolfman pounded away at Sarah, who flopped around like a rag doll with each thrust. Blood, first a trickle and then a growing stream, flowed down her legs and spattered onto the glossy tile floor of the market. The beast absolutely destroyed her, its huge cock tearing her pussy apart and causing organ damage with every stroke. Pain was Sarah's entire universe, and at one point she hit her head hard on a nearby shelf as the creature held her aloft, but that only heightened her suffering.
 
Katherine had only a vague idea of what her daughter was enduring. She knew, as the frog man continued to slowly swallow her, that her daughter was either dead or unconscious if the lack of screams was anything to go by. The wolfman howled in triumph as it finished, spewing its cum deep into the dying girl's body before letting it fall to the ground with a wet splat. Sarah's eyes were staring and lifeless, her dying expression a mask of pain.
 
The frog man gave another almighty gulp, and then Katherine was engulfed all the way to her ankles--only her feet remained visible now.
 
"Holy shit," Jenny cursed as she stared at her sister's body with wide eyes. She had not expected the wolf's cock to absolutely destroy her like that and suddenly she felt grateful that she hadn't been picked. She knelt down and poked Sarah on the butt. "Sarah?" she asked, only to get no response.
 
Realizing that her sister was dead, Jenny gulped nervously before looking up at the wolf man, who was recovering from his finish. But fortunately for Jenny, having cum twice seemed to satisfy the wolf man's lust. He paid no attention to Jenny and instead grabbed Sarah's body, lifting it up and carrying it away. Jenny didn't know if the wolf intended to eat Sarah's body or fuck it some more, but either way, it wouldn't be put to waste.
 
Once the wolf man was gone, Jenny let out a sigh of relief that she didn't know she had been holding in. Then she heard a weak groan from the floor and remembered Katie, who she bent down to pick up.
 
"W-where's Sarah?" Katie asked, her body still covered in wolf cum.
 
"Gone," Jenny said as they turned to see their mother's feet sticking out of the frog man's mouth.
 
Katie, ever irrepressible, giggled as her sister helped her to her feet. "Oh. Okay. Well, I guess that's how it works. That's what Mommy always tell us."
 
She wiped her face, grimacing a little. "Yucky," she remarked. "And it smells bad. Tasted worse, though."
 
Jenny's reply was cut off when their mother gave a final, ecstatic shriek of sexual pleasure and slid the rest of the way down the frog-man's gullet. The girls faintly heard the audible noise of their mother landing in its belly with a wet splash, where its slow-acting digestive juices would slowly and gently render her down to tasty nutrients. Katie giggled. "I've seen what happens in there," she said, pointing at the frog man. "Sarah watched naughty videos and I caught her one time. When girls go in there, they get all squealy and writhe a lot." She looked up at Jenny. "Right?"
 
Jenny nodded. "Yep," she said as she stared at the bulge in the frog man's body that she knew was her mother and her unborn sibling. With morbid curiosity, she began to approach the frog man, who had sat back in order to digest his wriggling meal. Jenny knew that it was a risk to get this close to a predator, but her curiosity won out over her common sense.
 
As she got close, she could see her mother moving around inside the frog man's stomach. After looking up at the frog man, who seemed to have passed out, she placed her hands on the belly and felt her mother's movements. She then placed her ear against the belly and heard her mother's groans.
 
"Mom, can you hear me?" she asked.
 
"Y-yes," came the muffled reply. "It...it doesn't hurt too bad, sweetie, so I hope my digestion is pleasurable...it's...it's kind of burning right now!"
 
"We'll stay with you, Mommy!" Katie chirped, running to join her sister. "We'll be here the whole time!"
 
"Thank you," came Katherine's voice. "That...that means a lot. Where's...aaaah! Where's Sarah?"
 
"Dead," Jenny said, shrugging. She didn't know how else to put it. "The wolfman did it."
 
"I see," was all Katherine said in reply. "Well, perhaps it's for the--AAAH!"
 
Her words trailed off in a sudden, ear-piercing shriek as the frog man's digestive system kicked into high gear. With a noise almost reminiscent of a flushing toilet, its belly began to make all kinds of rumbling, gurgling noises. Katherine shrieked, and her daughters were fortunate not to see her clawing helplessly at her face as the fast-acting acids began to eat away at her flesh, muscle, and hair. "OH GOD! IT HURTS! IT HURTS!" she screamed.
 
She tried to press against the frogman's stomach wall, but the flesh on her arm sloughed right off, vanishing into the acidic goo and leaving wet, exposed muscle behind. Katherine's shrieks took on a desperate edge until they weren't even identifiable as human, and she thrashed and writhed in helpless agony. Her gorgeous, full breasts fell away before her eyes and landed with a sizzling plop, and her intestines burst through the stomach wall as the acids ate it away to nothing. Katherine tried vainly to put them back inside, but the acids ate away at them before she could put them back, and her hands were quickly reduced to nothing but bleached bone.
 
Katherine threw her head back and gave a dying, gurgling shriek before, in an animal attempt to end her suffering, she fell back into the acidic slime until she was completely submerged. There was a rush of sudden bubbles on the surface as she gave her death throes, and then...silence.
 
Katie and Jenny both stood there in stunned silence before the younger girl folded her arms and pouted. "That didn't sound fun at all."
 
Jenny squeezed her hand. "It's not about fun," she said, repeating their now-dead mother's lessons they'd heard so many times before. "It's about playing our natural role in the food chain, serving as meat. It can be fun, but it doesn't have to be, and if it's not, we just have to take it and look as sexy as we can, like good meat-girls."
 
"R-right," Katie murmured. "Okay. What do we do now?"
 
Jenny sighed. "I guess...well, we can't go home because now Mommy can't take care of us anymore. I think the best thing is to just go over to the meat section of the store and turn ourselves into the butcher. He can make sure our meat doesn't go to waste. I think it's what Mom would want."
 
Katie thought about it for a moment, then nodded solemnly. "Yeah," she said. "You're right. I think she'd want it, too."
 
They walked over to the meat section, hand in hand, trying not to look back at their mother's body as the frog man slumped over, oblivious to the world outside his digestive tract.
 
The butcher looked up as they approached the counter. He was in the midst of chopping off the arms and legs of a headless dead girl on a block, a task he performed with the same casual ease that anyone else might show while preparing chicken breasts. Jenny took a deep breath and stepped forward, her voice shaking slightly.
 
"Excuse me, sir?"
 
"Yeah?" the man said, not looking up as he finished cutting off the dead girl's leg. Her body, now bereft of its limbs, was then turned over and he slit the girl's belly open with a long knife. As Jenny and her sister watched he began pulling out the entrails.
 
"We... we're here to turn ourselves in," Jenny said, her voice trembling. "We don't have a mother anymore. The frog-man ate her a few aisles over. There's no one left to take care of us, so...we want to be meat."
 
The butcher, a burly man with a bloody apron, stopped mid-cut and stared at the two girls. He took in their innocent faces, the fear in their eyes, and the unmistakable smell of the wolf man's cum on Katie.
 
"Volunteer, you say?" he repeated, his voice gruff but not unkind. "You sure?"
 
The two girls looked at each other, then at him. "Yes," Jenny said, nodding once.
 
The butcher set his knife down and wiped his hands off on his apron. "Alright, then," he said, pushing the dead doe's offal into a bucket and hanging her carcass from a nearby hook. "Come on over here. Who wants to go first?"
 
Jenny took a deep breath and stepped up to the counter. "I will," she said. As the last surviving older sibling, she wanted to sent a good example for Katie. The butcher nodded and lifted her up to help her onto his slaughtering table.
 
"Just lie back," he said. "It'll be over before you know it."
 
Jenny lay back on the cold, steel table, her heart racing in her chest. The smell of blood and fear was thick in the air as the butcher looked her over with a professional's assessing gaze. He pulled out a set of restraints and secured her wrists and ankles, ensuring she wouldn't thrash around during the process. It was all very business-like, which was comforting, in a way.
 
The butcher took his cleaver, laid it across her neck to make sure it would sever her head cleanly, and then lifted it high. Before she could even cry out, the razor-sharp blade crashed down, slicing through flesh and muscle and bone like tissue paper and embedding itself in the wooden table beyond. Blood fountained from Jenny's severed neck and her body thrashed and twitched as her head rolled off the edge of the table and onto the floor.
 
Katie watched with wide eyes as her sister's lifeless body dismembered and her organs removed. It was all so...clinical. So quick. But she knew it was for the best. She was the last one standing, and she didn't want to disappoint her sister or her mother. The butcher placed what was left of Jenny onto a meat hook next to the other dead meat-girls, then gestured to Katie.
 
"Come on, then," he said, his voice still gruff but not unkind. "You don't want to keep the customers waiting."
 
Katie took a deep breath and climbed onto the table, her legs shaking. The table was still wet with Jenny's blood, and that of so many other girls who'd been butchered that day. The butcher looked her over, his gaze lingering on her tiny frame. "W-will it hurt?" she asked.
 
"Only for a moment," he assured her, patting her thigh reassuringly. He positioned her as he had Jenny, her head at the edge of the block. "You're so small, you'll make a good tenderloin." He winked at her, trying to lighten the mood, but she didn't get the joke.
 
The blade was cold against her neck, and she felt the sticky warmth of her sister's blood beneath her. Katie closed her eyes tightly--if she'd had them open, she would have seen the blade descend, and she didn't want that. As it was, they were still closed when the butcher cleanly sliced her head from her shoulders.
 
Her body jerked once, violently, as blood pumped from the stump of her neck. Her head fell onto the floor to join Jenny's, both sets of eyes staring lifelessly up at the ceiling. The butcher didn't give either of their heads a glance as he set about once more cleaning and dismembering Katie's small body. Only when she'd taken her place on a meat hook next to her sister's remains did he pick up the heads by their hair. Some places might have had them preserved and sold for use as fucktoys or decorations, but the grocery store didn't offer that service so he just tossed them in the garbage can. Then he returned to his task, whistling a soft tune. There was always more meat to prepare!