A commission for Schneeba

They pulled Julia out of the line along with professor Meyers. She’d only taken this course because she needed the extra credits for her math degree, and for some reason the university was pushing its new curriculum in feminist studies very hard. She hadn’t realized professor meyers had been such a crazy firebrand, proposing such old fashioned ideas like gender equality. Everyone knew that female overpopulation was a serious issue that needed to be delt with, and this was just the way things were going to be from now on. Julia understood that it was a woman’s place in society to be sexually submissive to men, and eventually to become meat. Still, she was a little irate at professor Meyers for hurrying them all along the path to that eventual meat conversion before Julia got to experience the sex part. Dying a virgin was too frustrating, was it too much to ask for at least one cock before she was snuffed?

Charlotte turned away from Julia’s accusing face. She knew the girl was disappointed in her. She was sure that her lectures had given the girl hope in the future, and now to have it all dashed away must have been such a terrible blow to her psyche. Sneaking one last glance at Roslyn, chained to the rest of her class, she felt maudlin. She wanted to tell the girl that she loved her more than anything in the world. How she wished she could have all of those wasted hours back again to do over.

The guard dragged Charlotte and Julia over to a row of sterile brushed chrome steel machines.
Even before she was close enough to read the sides, Charlotte recognised them as Jessica 3000’s from the new course materials she’d been assigned. She knew more than she ever wanted to know about the best selling auto impaling machines from Hill Industries. She shuddered as she remembered the fun fact segment on how they’d gotten their name. And the state provided footage of that reporter undergoing the full meat conversion process was still etched on the back of her brain.

The guard instructed them to insert themselves into the waiting bondage.restraints.
Charlotte gulped nervously. She was so much more than just a piece of long-pork to be roasted and forgotten, she was a woman, and inherently had more dignity than that. Almost as if in direct contradiction with her thoughts, Julia willingly bent over and demurely straddled the device, allowing herself to be strapped tightly in.
“Sir, I’m happy to do my part for society” she said with a reluctant nihilism. “Please snuff me properly.”

Charlotte couldn’t believe her ears. How could anyone go to their deaths so nonchalantly like that? Fear burrowed deep into her heart…. This was too cruel. To make them complicit in their own extermination was simply evil. A tug at the chain at her neck pulled Charlotte down to the machine against her will. She tried to fight back, but it was no use… the Guard was very practiced at his job, and before she knew it, the bespectacled university professor was bound doggystyle and locked in over the cold steel execution device. Her rebellious struggle was over before it really began. There was nothing she could do to escape her fate anymore.

Two stainless steel spits were brought over to the machines and inserted into the waiting Jessica 3000’s
“Ok pigs, just relax your anuses, and let the machine do the rest of the work.” he said as he pushed the button to start the machines. A whirring motor sound let Charlotte know that the spit was liking up with her tiny pucker. She wanted to clench it tight, just to spite him… but she realized that he was probably right…. It was going through no matter what… she might as well make it easier on herself. She felt herself relax her asshole till it opened a little, and let the thick metal rod slide easily into her guts. Julia’s belly popped open and vomited out her internal organs in a spray of slick blood. Charlotte wanted to vomit. A mechanical blade flicked up from under her and began sawing at her own belly. It hurt real bad and she could feel herself emptying into the waiting trash bin under the machine with a wet plopping. Finally she could feel the spit rising in the back of her throat. She stared stupidly at it as it pushed out. Her gagging mouth automatically opened to make way for the blunted rod, and then she was fully spitted. She felt indignant as they slid a phallic metal rod into her pussy to stabilize her. Julia moaned and tried to hump the patriarchal symbol like a cat in heat. No wonder she’d had such bad grades in her class.

The girls were hoisted by guards above a pit of blistering hot coals. Charlotte’s glasses immediately fogged in the sweltering heat. She struggled, trying to unimpale herself, even though she knew that she was too far gone to make it even if she did. Julia moaned youthfully, appreciating her role as a stuck pig for as long as she could before her skin began to cook, and whatever enthusiasm she had for her snuffing was replaced by shrill screams.. Charlotte took no such joy in her execution… her head filled only with thoughts of Roslyn as she felt her tits begin to sizzle.

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