With the invention of the Quantum knife, Q knife for short, flesh could be separated physically while still being entangled on a quantum level. Blood and electrical impulses were not impacted by the physical separation. If the flesh was reattached and held in place for just a few moments, it would be as if the cut never happened. There was no real pain with the separation, only a pinch really.
 
 
 
Jennette checked the volunteer assignment sheet as she went into the employee locker room of the grocery store like she had every morning for the last three months. Jennette had taken a job as a stocker to help her parents with the added income. When she was hired, the meat volunteer program was mandatory for the first month. The program required participants to voluntarily surrender body parts for display and potential sale in the meat display case. The surrender of the meat was not guaranteed to be permanent thanks to the invention of the Quantum knife.
 
 
 
After the first month, the volunteer program was optional. Jennette's parents, having gotten used to the additional income, encouraged Jennette to continue in the program. Jennette did continue, but not due to the additional income. Jennette had extremely sensitive breasts and nipples, and the stimulation she received from having her breasts removed and handled always made her work days fly by. Jennette had several pairs of panties in her locker, and it was not unusual for her to have to change them out several times a day when she was volunteering.
 
 
 
Today the volunteer assignment sheet had check marks next to all the volunteers that were working. The larger number of volunteers made Jennette pause and as she wondered why. Normally only 4 to 6 women were selected for the volunteer program each day. Jennette shrugged and went over to her locker. She removed her bra and placed it in her locker before putting on her store shirt. Jennette had been volunteered often enough that she knew to leave her bra here and save an extra trip back after her breasts were removed. Plus, Jennette had the most sensitive breasts and nipples of anyone she knew. The rubbing of her nipples against her shirt was almost enough to get her off. Jennette's nipples were already rock hard by the time she grabbed her bling for the day from a small basket on the table. Today's bling included new slogans for the live volunteer meat. The company had really started pushing the live meat in their advertisements. Jennette felt a secret thrill at the thought of talking to customers about her own breasts and the different ways they could be used or prepared. She was looking forward to the erotic feeling of customers examining her breasts all day.
 
 
 
Jennette walked to the meat department and then through the openings between two meat display cases. Jennette smiled when she realized that she was alone as she first entered the meat department. During the trip from the locker room to the meat department, Jennette's arousal had reached the point where her breath was coming in short gasps. Jennette tried to quell her ardor as she searched for Mel or any of the other butchers that worked in this room. As she looked around, she shuddered and felt her nipples gain an extra level of hardness when she looked at the wall that separated the butchering area from the store. The wall, once above the display cases, was made of clear glass that allowed shoppers to see into the room and watch the men at work. Jennette was specifically looking for Mel, the meat department manager since he alone was allowed to harvest volunteer meat.
 
 
 
The volunteer station had an area marked for the employee to stand to ensure proper alignment with the washing and packing automatic machinery. Jennette felt the trembling in and the moisture between her legs start to build again as she moved in front of the volunteer area and looked through the glass window that opened into the store. As Jennette was looking around, Mel came from the back with a whole carcass that he carried over to the other side of the room. Mel directed Jennette to go ahead and remove her shirt and wait for him.
 
 
 
Jennette's fingers shook in excitement as she removed her shirt. Once Jennette removed her shirt, her large breasts topped by turgid nipples came into view of anyone that was in the meat department or in the store at the meat counter. Jennette's skin was flushed with excitement at the thought of her vulnerability. By the time Jennette placed her shirt on the nearby shelf and returned to the marked spot on the floor, Mel was standing by a small button on the counter. Mel adjusted Jennette's position slightly and pressed the button. The button caused three things to happen, the first was a camera took a picture of the topless women for inclusion on the packaging, the second was a flashing light went off directly above the window in the store and lastly a video recording began from a camera to the side of the block that captured Jennette from the waist up.
 
 
 
The flashing light caught the eye of an early shopper that watched as the butcher leaned the topless Jennette forward and then back up several times. Jennette kept her eyes locked on the young man as he watched Jennette's 36 C cup breasts sway below her. On the last dip forward, a plastic molding machine came up and formed a clear plastic cover that matched the dangling boobs. The plastic was very warm and pliable at first, but rapidly cooled and hardened on contact with Jennette's skin. The butcher then stood Jennette straight up and reached for the blue handled Q knife. Mel cupped the meat of her breast with one hand while sliding the knife upward and through the soft and tender flesh. Jennette kept her eyes focused on the shopper through the window into the store while the pinch of the Q knife removed her breast. Once the breast came free from Jannette's chest, Mel placed it into the specially shaped mold upside down.
 
 
 
Jannette's remaining nipple was hard and high above her breast with arousal. This was a situation that aroused Jennette, one breast removed, laid in a package, the shopper considering her for his meal, as she stood topless awaiting the removal of her second breast. Later when the video of the processing replayed on various store monitors, customers would be able to see her arousal from the red flush on her skin and heavy breathing. Jennette was sure the people would see the flush that went all the way from her face down to below her remaining breast. Mel repeated the removal of Jennette's second breast and placed it alongside its twin and then the package showed the red and pink back of two breasts. Jennette's chest looked as if she should be bleeding all over, but the properties of the Q knife kept the blood flowing into and back from her breasts as if they were still attached.
 
 
 
Jennette stood watching as Mel completed the packaging of the breasts by labeling it as "volunteer meat from Jennette" and then attached Jennette's picture that had been taken while the breasts were still on her chest. Mel shook his head as he placed the price tag on the meat. Volunteer meat costs ten times as much as the non-volunteered packaged female meat in the display cases, but it was still something that he would not recommend for his daughter. She had considered coming to work with her father, but all females, regardless of whether they are cashiers, stockers, managers or butchers were now required to be volunteers for their first month.
 
 
 
Mel had just picked up Jennette's packaged breasts when he heard his name over the store PA. Mel told Jennette he would see her later as he left absent mindly holding the package. As soon as Mel went through the doors, a young butcher, by the name of Joe, came from the back holding a can with a hand written label stating 'Mel's 20-year award fund'. Joe walked over to the flushed Jennette just as she finished putting on her shirt. He told her that he was secretly collecting money for Mel's 20-year award plaque. Jannette told him that her purse was in her locker and that she would contribute at her first break. Jannette then left and went to the stock room to start her day. Jennette rushed to the stock room feeling her breasts being swung back and forth as Mel walked quickly to the front of the store.
 
 
 
Mel realized he was still holding the packaged breasts when he went to open the door to the store manager's area. Mel just shook his head at his forgetfulness and opened the door after transferring the breasts to his other hand. Jennifer, the department manager inside was an attractive woman in her late 20s. She was the daughter of the owners of the store branch and was rotating through the positions. Jennifer had started as a cashier at the store and had an interesting time with the volunteer program during her first month. (But that is another story).
 
 
 
Jennifer asked Mel why he had a package of Breasts. Mel looked sheepishly at the package in his hands and then said no reason before hiding the package behind his back. Jennifer told Mel he forgot to fill out his time sheet for last week and asked him to fill it out now. Jennifer reached out for the package, and told Mel that she would put the breasts out while he completed his time sheet. Mel handed Jennifer the package and sat at the desk to fill out his sheet. As Jennifer walked the package back to the meat department, she looked to see who had provided the breasts. Jennifer wondered why Mel had been carrying around Jennette's breasts.
 
 
 
When Jennifer reached the meat department, Joe was coming from the back with several packages of packaged meat. None of the meat on Joe's cart was from the store's volunteers. Joe saw Jennifer and pulled out the can for donations to Mel's retirement. Joe said they were collecting money for an award plaque and Joe's lunch. Jennifer apologized that she didn't have any cash on her and then looked at the breasts in her hand.
 
 
 
Jennifer handed the breasts to Joe and said the store was donating them to Mel's retirement fund.
 
 
 
Joe broke out in a smile and said that it was perfect. They had enough money for the plaque base and with these they could use one for the award decoration and one for Mel's lunch.
 
 
 
Jennifer just shrugged her shoulders saying that Mel had been carrying them around and it was up to Joe to figure the best way to use them. She reminded Joe that they had put all the volunteers on today's display list, so Mel would be too busy to go to the break room while it was being decorated for his award.
 
 
 
Joe put the meat from his cart out on display quickly and then disappeared into the back room carrying Jennette's breasts. Joe picked up an award plaque that he had been preparing and with the package of Jennette's breast went to the refrigerator room where he had his tools laid out behind several large carcasses. Joe opened the breast package and compared the two breasts. The slightly larger of the two breasts had three small dots in the shape of a triangle on one side. The smaller of the two breasts had a small brown birthmark the size of a dime and was not as cleanly cut on one edge. Joe massaged both breasts and played with the nipples until they were both as stiff as possible. Joe decided the larger of the two breasts would be attached to the plaque and the smaller would be cut up for Mel's anniversary meal.
 
 
 
Joe took the larger breast and compared it to several three-quarter inch tall brass rings that were on his bench. When he found the ring that was slightly smaller than the base of the breast, he placed the back of the breast in the ring. Using a small round Q knife mounted on top of a long brass pin, Joe connected the breast to the ring. Joe pressed several the long brass pins through openings in the ring, through the breast and out the opposite side. Once the Q knife attachment came out the other side, Joe removed the Q knife and attached an ornamental brass nut to secure the pin in place. Joe repeated this process 6 more times before the ring was complete.
 
 
 
Once the final hole had been filled on the ring, Joe attached the ring to a matching circular plate on the award. The plate was connected to a clock movement hidden in the wood of the award that completed a rotation every hour. The design Joe used from the internet had stated that rotating the plate prevented the breast from sagging over time. Butcher knife clock hands rotated behind the back of the breast to show the time. The award had a chiming feature that could be activated by pulling on a stylized brass butcher's knife handle attached to the side.
 
 
 
Joe hid the award and the extra breast in his locker while he thought about how to prepare Mel's lunch.
 
 
 
Jennette had not been able to start stocking shelves yet. Her sensitive breasts and nipples had kept her on edge since she had taken her bra off this morning. The trip to the front and back of the store had jiggled her breasts inside the package causing her to actually stop and lean against a stack of boxes for a moment. Jennette's breathing was rapid and shallow from the sensations she was receiving from the friction between her nipples and the packaging. Her nipples had been hard so long that she was dizzy from hyperventilating.
 
 
 
Jennette loved her private spot she had created behind several stacks of boxes. Jennette had set up her maze of boxes and crates so that no one else had any reason to get close to her hiding spot. With the noise from an overhead fan and the layers of boxes between her and the rest of the stock room, Jennette felt free to indulge herself from time to time when the feelings got a little too distracting. To make sure she was not disturbed, Jennette had set up a small bell on a string that would be hit if anyone else came into the maze leading into her hiding spot.
 
 
 
Jennette didn't even wait to get to the back of the maze before she loosened the belt on her trousers and thrust a hand into her soaking crotch. Jennette had just reached the back of her hidey hole when she felt Joe begin his playing with her breasts. With her sensitivity, the rough treatment of her breasts during Joe's examination caused Jennette to moan louder than she had ever done in her private spot. Jennette's excitement was built by both the physical aspects of Joe's treatment the psychological aspects of something new and different happening.
 
 
 
Jennette was coming down from her orgasm when she came to the realization that someone must have purchased her breasts. The knowledge hit her just as Joe inserted the first of the six pins into the base of her left breast. The dual assault on her resulted in the start of an orgasm that left Jennette on the floor in a puddle of her own juices. Jennette eventually recovered and walked to the locker room with the stain obvious on her pants. This wasn't the first time she had been required to change her panties, but it was the first time she had to change her pants at work.
 
 
 
Since Joe left both breasts in his locker the rest of the morning, Jennette was able to finish her stocking of shelves with only one additional trip to her secret place to rub out a quick orgasm. The entire time Jennette was working, she wondered about what she had felt that morning; the almost abusive handling of her breasts followed by the pinching insertion of the pins all the way through the base of one of her breasts.
 
 
 
Joe divided the rest of the morning between setting up the break area for Mel's surprise award ceremony and trying to determine the best way to prepare his breast lunch. Several of the other employee's had come in and donated money or helped throughout the morning. Jennette was one of the last to come into the break room with money for the fund. She asked Joe what help he needed.
 
 
 
Joe told Jennette the last bit of planning was what to make Mel for his lunch. Joe asked Jennette how she prepared a whole breast when she was cooking one.
 
 
 
Jennette beamed and said how she loved fried nipple nuggets and thinly sliced breast bacon sandwiches. Jennette suddenly became very flustered and excused herself telling Joe she realized she had forgotten something in the stock room.
 
 
 
Joe yelled thank you after Jennette and went to his locker to grab the unused remaining breast. Joe took the breast over to the meat department where the Q knives were set up. Joe took a regular sharp Q knife and removed the hard nipple. Joe then sliced the surrounding pink areola. Joe sliced the pink half dollar sized fleshy morsel into 4 pie shaped pieces. Joe took the remaining portion of the breast over to a Q knife slicer and set it to thinly slice an inch of meat from the top of the breast. Joe wrapped the remaining portion of the breast in plastic wrap.
 
 
 
Joe brought the pile of meat to the small kitchen area for employees in the break room. The area had a stove, microwave and several other appliances including a fryer. Joe placed the nipple and pie shaped pieces in the freezer while preparing a batter and warming the oil in the fryer. Joe heated up a large cast iron griddle in the oven while he waited for the oil to come to the right temperature. Just as Joe was ready to start cooking, he heard the announcement that the store was closing for an hour and all employees were to report to the break room.
 
 
 
Jennette was among the first to arrive. She had just had to change her panties again. The handling of her right breast and the pinch of the Q knife as it had sliced the upper portions into pieces had caused her to visit her secret place for the fourth time that morning. As she had cleaned up from her latest orgasm, he right nipple became extremely cold. While she gathered with the rest of the employees waiting in the main part of the break area, goose bumps had covered her arms from the cold. Everyone was sitting at tables with their lunches in front of them, facing the center where Mel would be seated.
 
 
 
Just before Mel walked in, Jennette felt warm fingers picking up her nipple pieces and rolling them in a something wet. Moments later the biting cold turned into blistering heat as Joe dropped the battered nipples into the boiling oil. Joe did not want to cook the nipples, only to cook the batter and warm the nipples. Joe took the fried nipple nuggets from the oil just prior to Jennette reaching the point where she would have screamed from the heat.
 
 
 
Jennette's focus on her nipple's plight made her miss Mel's entrance and Jennifer's short speech about Mel's 20 years of service. Jennette did not miss when she felt the jolt of the plate of nipple nuggets being set down in front of Mel. Joe announced that Mel's lunch had been provided by the store in recognition of his service. Everyone except Jennette laughed when Joe encouraged Mel to eat the nuggets while they were still warm and wiggling.
 
 
 
Mel picked up one of the golden-brown nuggets and bit through the crispy shell. Inside was a soft warm portion of nipple that he swirled in his mouth before chewing it into small enough pieces to swallow. The taste was similar to his wife's nipples. Mel realized he was eating a live nipple and the thought caused him to be glad he was seated and no one was able to see the sudden bulge in his pants. Mel grabbed the next piece and chewed what he realized was the tip of the nipple. Mel popped each of the remaining pieces into his mouth as soon as he swallowed the one before. Mel was sorry to see that his plate was empty.
 
 
 
Jennette had watched the first piece go into Mel's mouth in what felt like slow motion. At the first bite of his teeth against her sensitive nipple the world had spun into sensations that were beyond anything she had ever felt. She could feel the swirling warmth of his tongue followed by the crushing bite of his teeth. The destruction of her nipple overloaded her to the point where she was simply moaning aloud. If not for all the noise in the break room, everyone would have heard. Both the people sitting next to Jennette were butchers that were used to ignoring moans and paid no attention to Jennette.
 
 
 
Jennette could feel portions of her nipples that had not been completely severed by Mel's chewing as they were moved to the back of Mels mouth and then swallowed. The sensation of his throat muscles moving the sensitive pieces downward confused Jennette's overloaded mind turning pain into pleasure. Jennette felt the subtle sting of Mel's stomach acids as they began finishing the job Mel's teeth had started.
 
 
 
Joe brought in the large cast iron griddle and set it next to Mel on the table. Joe warned Mel not to touch the sizzling metal. Jennette's eyes were glued to the mound of pink flesh on the plate that joe brought out next. Joe picked up the first ring of flesh that had been below Jennette's nipple with a tong and dropped it onto the griddle. A hiss of steam was matched by the hiss of Jennette's breathing out. Jennette watched as joe waited a moment before setting the next circle of flesh on the griddle. Each time the heat killed the nerve endings in the sensitive breast meat, Joe would drop the next lower cut. Jennette pushed hard against her chair each time the heat hit her. Finally, there was no meat left on the plate and all the nerve endings were dead on the cooking flesh. Within moments the thinly sliced breast meat was cooked to crispy perfection and Joe presented Mel a large BBLT; breast bacon, lettuce and tomato sandwich.
 
 
 
Jennette watched as Mel devoured her breast with a look of almost lust. Just as Mel finished the sandwich, Joe brought out the breast topped plaque and told Mel that everyone had chipped in to get him this living breast award. Mel thanked everyone for donating and tweaked the nipple on the top of the breast stating that he would treasure it forever, or at least until he got really hungry. Once again everyone except Jennette laughed.
 
 
 
Jennifer thanked Mel once again and then told everyone to congratulate Mel and then get back to work.
 
 
 
Jennette remained seated as the other employees stood and made their way to the front table to congratulate Mel. After speaking to Mel, each person would inspect the award, many shamelessly fondling the breast or tweaking the rock-hard nipple. Jennette quickly forgot the sensations of being eaten as her remaining sensitive nipple was toyed with time and time again. Jennette realized she was the last one to be seated and took her place at the end of the line to speak to Mel. On shaky legs, Jennette slowly made her way to Mel just as the last person in front of her picked up the award. Jennette had reached across the table to shake Mel's hand when the person holding the award accidently activated the chime. The vibration of the 12 chimes shook the plaque and breast resulting in the last push needed to once again shove Jennette over the edge of an orgasm. Jennette squeezed Mel's hand as she trembled against the table as the chimes continued. Only when the last of the vibrations stopped did Jennette release Mel's hand and quickly take her leave to head to her secret spot.
 
 
 
Mel picked up the award and saw the picture of Jennette from the breast package had been placed on the back of the award. After everyone else had left, Joe brought what was left of Jennette's right breast to Mel. Joe told Mel there was enough left there for several BLTs. Mel thanked Joe and said that he had really appreciated the surprise, but had not appreciated all the extra work doing unnecessary live volunteer meat removal.
 
 
 
Between all the handling the award received and the vibrations that occurred every 15 minutes, Jennette was barely able to leave her secret place for the remainder of the day. At the end of her shift, Jennette was halfway to the meat department to pick up her breasts when she realized that she wouldn't be picking them up anymore. Jennette ran into several other girls grabbing their packaged breasts and heading back to the locker room. Jennifer was waiting in the locker room for Jennette when she arrived to ask if she was willing to stay in the volunteer program at the next level. Jennifer explained the next level included removal of pussy filets and could go as high as whole body usage. Jennette was watching the other girls removing their breasts from the packages and reattaching them to their chest and not paying attention as Jennifer asked her if she wanted to remain in the volunteer program. Jennette just said sure without even realizing to what she was agreeing.
 
 
 
That night was the first of many nights that Jennette was awakened horny and confused by vibrations in her left breast every 15 minutes.
 
 
 
The next day, Jennette was scheduled to be one of the openers. No one else was in the locker room as she checked the volunteer assignment sheet like she had every morning for the last three months. With the lack of sleep from the previous night, she barely registered that she was on the volunteer list. Jennette heard the assistant manager turning on the store lights and starting the store's piped in music as she changed outfits. The smooth fake skin chest did not require a bra so, after putting on the required grocery store bling, Jennette walked to the meat department and stopped just prior to going into the back area. Displayed on the wall next to the entrance to the meat department was Mel's Picture and his 20-year service award. The award plaque had been permanently attached to the post of the door just above the doorbell that was used by customers to request a butcher from the back. The stylized knife handle attached to the side of the plaque was pushed down turning on the chiming feature of the award. Jennette could feel the tug of gravity and knew her displayed breast was actually upside down from where it would have been if it was still attached to her chest. She also knew that the breast would rotate every 60 minutes due to the clockwork in the award. There was just enough sag in her breast that the rotation would tease her nipple continuously between the vibrations of the chimes.
 
 
 
Jennette paused for a moment looking at her breast before realizing that she had even stopped. Just the sight of one of the pink nubs that had given her so much pleasure caused Jennette to begin to feel moisture growing between her legs. Jennette watched as the nipple hardened and the top of the breast attached to the award puckered upward with lust. With one last longing glance at what was once her own, she entered the back room. Mel was standing over at the volunteer breast removal area and smiled as she walked toward him. Mel told her how much he appreciated her donation to the celebration yesterday. Jennette, not knowing what else to say replied that he was welcome.
 
 
 
Mel motioned for Jennette to come to an area on the back wall behind the breast removal station. Mel directed Jenette to remove her pants, socks and shoes. Jennette was glad the junior butchers were not in the room as she did as directed and placed the removed articles on a small chair. Mel took Jennette and placed her against a wall where she ended up with a water nozzle sticking up between her legs just under her crotch. Mel tightened a wide leather belt around Jennette's waist, and two more at each of her ankles, effectively securing her lower body in place. Mel spread a small amount of lard on the nozzle before he moved it upward several inches deep into Jennette's previously private womanhood. Jennette was not a virgin, but she was not far removed from it. Several years ago, her boyfriend at the time had gotten Jennette drunk and then went further than normal during their petting session. Before she knew it, Jennette was no longer a virgin. Jennette had dumped the boyfriend before she even got over her hangover. Since that time, the only action she had seen was behind closed doors with a toy that one of her friends from the grocery store had given her.
 
 
 
The nozzle was long but tiny with holes up and down its length. Mel pressed a small button and water began spraying up and out into Jennette's depths. Jennette could not prevent a gasp as the cold water invaded deeper than she had ever been. Mel looked up from the paperwork he had and apologized for the cold water stating that this was the first time he had done this kind of volunteering. Mel promised that next time, he would run the water first to get it to the right temperature. After a few moments of stationary spraying, the nozzle began moving up and down inside of Jennette. The movement along with the now warmer water caused Jennette to squirm against her bindings. Jennette looked up to see that Mel had walked away and was pulling something over to the block next to the breast removal station. The nozzle then began pulsing the water inside of Jennette as it inserted and withdrew from her filet. The combination of the nozzle's actions and the thought of her pussy becoming a filet brought Jennette to the point where she had to touch herself.
 
 
 
Jennette looked and saw that Mel was still over at the new butcher's block with his back to her as she lowered one free hand down to her dripping pussy. Her finger easily found her engorged clit that was prominently visible outside of the covering that normally protected it. With her eyes on Mel's back, she vigorously rubbed the enlarged pink pearl from side to side in time with the pulses of the water inside her. Just as she was about to reach the crest of release, a ding sounded from the wall beside her and the water shut off. Jennette was too far gone to care and she pressed even harder and quicker against herself. When the cleaner timer had dinged, Mel turned and saw that Jennette was violently pleasuring herself. Mel walked over to Jennette just as she screamed aloud that she was coming and slumped against the band around her waist. Mel admonished Jennette that such overtly sexual behavior was not appropriate for an employee at work. Mel ran his hand along the crevice between the nozzle and the now enlarged pink lips. Mel held his finger up in front of Jennette's barely focused eyes stating that now he would have to reperform the cleaning.
 
 
 
Mel stepped to the side of Jennette and leaned her forward against her waist belt. Mel pulled both of Jennette's hands behind her back and lashed her wrists together with an additional leather belt. Mel stood Jennette back up as far as he could with her hands behind her back and then restarted the cleaning cycle. Jennette blushed bright red from embarrassment as she thought that she had just masturbated herself to climax in front of the man who had eaten one of her breasts and had one on his award plaque.
 
 
 
The cleaning cycle reached the point of inserting and withdrawing and once again Jennette found herself becoming aroused despite the sensitivity from her recent orgasm. Jennette could not help herself from fighting to free her arms when the water began pulsing. Mel saw that Jennette was approaching another orgasm and with a frustrated huff he walked to the opening into the store and turned to his award. Mel saw that the nipple on the award was hard as a rock and the breast was flushed pink from the excitement. Mel reached up and with a savage twist pulled on the stiff nipple. Mel was awarded with a yelp from the back room.
 
 
 
In the back, the sensations of the nozzle and pulsing water was driving Jennette mad due to her inability to reach the pink clit that was screaming for attention. Jennette was shaking from side to side trying to figure a way to reach herself when the pain from her nipple being twisted stopped her. Her hands stopped trying to reach downward and instead tried to twist upward to where her mind told her the pain was originating.
 
 
 
Mel walked in to see that Jennette had stopped squirming and was looking at him with an accusatory glance. Mel just shrugged and reached Jennette's side just as the timer dinged again signaling the cycle was complete. Mel pressed downward on the nozzle and then released Jennette's waist and ankles from the bindings.
 
 
 
Jennette turned her back to Mel expecting him to release her wrists, but instead Mel utilized her wrists to back Jennette over to the block next to the volunteer breast removal station. The block was unlike any Jennette had seen before. The block looked more like a raised gynecologist chair than a butcher's block. Mel removed the wrist restraints and motioned for Jennette to climb the two small steps, sit in the chair, and place her legs in the stirrups. Jennette climbed into the chair and turned for the first time since being pulled from the wall. When Jennette raised her legs into the stirrups, she looked up and saw that she was directly in front of a window opening into the store.
 
 
 
Jennette realized in this position, she was exposing herself to anyone in the store. Mel quickly pulled straps around both of Jennette's ankles and wrists adding to her feeling of vulnerability. A last wider strap was pulled around Jennette's waist as she thought, she would probably have to be cleaned again if Mel didn't work quickly at removing her filet. Mel stepped to the side and reviewed the paperwork and diagrams again. This was his first live volunteer filet removal and he wanted to ensure it was done correctly. Mel realized he had to get a different Q knife for this removal. The Q knife he routinely used for breasts removal was wide and slightly curved. The Q knife for filet removals was much thinner and straight.
 
 
 
While Mel was looking for the knife, a group of guys stopped dead in their tracks looking through the window. Jennette felt the moisture begin running down her legs as she looked at each of the three young attractive men that had a clear view of her previously private opening. Jennette could lean her head forward just enough to look past her flat chest and see down to her bare spread legs. Not having breasts in the way, meant it was easier for Jennette to watch as Mel stood between her legs. Mel laid the pamphlet on Jennette's belly and referenced it as he brought the knife up to the side of Jennette's pussy filet. Mel pressed his fingers against the junction between her legs to find where her bones opened. Mel inserted the knife on outside of her pussy lips and drew it down to the small section between the pussy and her pink asshole. Mel drew the knife back up the other side and across the top to meet the start of the cut. Mel then realized his mistake. The start of the cut had already healed back. Mel left the knife inserted while he looked through the pamphlet again.
 
 
 
Mel realized his mistake. He was required to pull on the filet as he performed the cut. The pamphlet included a note to ensure that volunteers were informed that the removal process would result in the donor feeling a tugging inside as the filet was pulled free prior to the final cutting. Mel looked up to pass the information on to Jennette and realized she had her eyes closed and was moaning. That was when Mel realized the amount of moisture that was running down Jennette's thighs had actually reached his pants and had caused a wet spot on the chair and Mel's pants that was growing by the moment. Mel decided to just go ahead and get this over with. Mel pressed two fingers of his free hand into Jennette's tight opening and curled them back to the ridged top. With one hand on the knife, and the other pulling on the filet, Mel began the cut again. When he got to the bottom, he had to swap hands to finish drawing the knife up.
 
 
 
Once the knife reached the start of the cut, Mel pulled on the filet while compressing it from the sides. Mel gently pulled the filet from one side to the other until he could see where to cut the organ free from the inside. After several more twists and cuts, the organ began to pull free. Mel did a quick circular cut around her pee hole to ensure it was left attached as he completed pulling the mass of flesh and organs free. Mel realized the top cut was not smooth or high enough, so he cut an additional strip from the top of the opening and then held it against the meat in his hand. The new strip joined together with the larger mass resulting in a much smoother edge.
 
 
 
Mel placed a small metal punch part way into Jennette's urethra. He then placed a large fake skin pad on one side of the opening between Jennette's legs and pulled it toward the other side, closing and covering the opening with the removable patch. Mel pulled the punch through the pad resulting in an opening that would allow Jennette to continue urinating with the fake skin patch installed. Looking at the oddly shaped hunk of meat in his hand, Mel couldn't tell whether the inside or outside was more wet. His pants were soaked from the juices Jennette had produced.
 
 
 
Mel held the meat with one hand while releasing one of Jennette's wrists. Mel then realized he had forgot to video and take a picture of Jennette before removing the filet. Mel thought for a moment about reinstalling and performing the cut again, but decided that he would just wait until the next time Jennette was required to volunteer.
 
 
 
Mel looked through the pamphlet on how to display this kind of meat. Using the pamphlet and the display packages Mel placed the pink lips on one side of a package similar to bacon. The less attractive inner workings were kept behind the back of the paper and could be viewed by turning the package open and lifting a flap. The sealing of the package spread the outer and inner lips slightly open. By the time Mel had placed the package in the display case, the opening between the lips was filled with a clear fluid.
 
 
 
Jennette was frustrated most of the day. The vibration of the chimes against her left breast, the tweaking of her nipple by the butchers going through the door to the meat prep area, and the customer's inspection of her packaged filet had brought her to the brink of orgasm over and over throughout the day without giving her the relief she needed. Jennette had always been very sexual, and since she had become part of the volunteer program it was not unusual for her to have a dozen or more orgasms a day. Her supersensitive nipples and breasts had been a large part of her sexual appetite before her right nipple had been eaten for Mel's anniversary celebration.
 
 
 
At the end of the day, Jennette went to the meat department to pick up her packaged filet. Jennette was shocked to find the live filet section empty. She went into the meat preparation area to see Mel waving her over. In his hands was the package she was seeking. The cover of her filet was bulging from the accumulation of all the juices from Jennette's arousal during the day. Mel explained that the pamphlet had requirements for limited moisture inside the filet displays. Mel took a syringe and inserted it through the cover in the center of the filet's opening. Pulling the plunger, Mel removed almost the entire cylinder of the fluid. Mel handed the package to Jennette while keeping the fluids. Mel had plans later to fry several slices of Jeannete's remaining right breast and use the fluids he had just obtained to baste the meat.
 
 
 
Jennette did not even bother to open the package and reinstall her filet in her hurry to get home to some privacy. Between the buildup all day and the thought that her filet would be for sale again the next day, Jennette's orgasms were the strongest she had ever felt. It took several smaller orgasms and the use of a brush handle before Jennette could finally get her filet fully seated and back as a working pussy.