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Loli & Scritch: Scritch's Loli Luau - Page 41 - Saved pages page dump, rest of old storyline - By TARDIS - Overview
(( Been slow due to business in getting this worked on, so at request giving the end of this old storyline branch to hold over ))


"Now it's time to get Piggy ready for cooking!" he announces! "Move over to this pan here, and Master will cover you with oil!" Now that the lust has been satisfied, Scrich's tummy is restating its demands.

As Loli crawls on her hands and knees over to the large wide pan, Scritch grabs some cooking oil to baste her with. Dipping a hand in it, the Chef starts rubbing over little Loli's naked flesh, coating her skin and providing a soothing massage in the process. Melting under the skilled hands, the young girl crouches on all fours, shifting to allow every nook and crevice to be explored. A soft sigh escapes her, and she wonders why they've never played this game, it seems to be simply wonderful! "Mmmm, Master... get Piggy ready to cook... Piggy wants to be delicious for eating!"
With Loli now well oiled, relaxed, and feeling quite the part of a delicious little Luau piggy, there's little point in delaying the next step any further. Carrying the pan with Loli still in it to the table, Scritch sets up a contraption on the table, something with loops and a harness... what is it? "Now, time for Piggy to go on the spit." Sliding the girl into the harness and using the loops to bind her hands and ankles, the Chef now positions the nice round rump so that it's up in the air, with a straight shot through to her head, which is also held in position by a brace around the child's neck.

For her part, Loli hears the part about a spit, and remembers that some piggies get skewered and turn over a fire, rather than laid out on a pan in the oven. Voice uncertain, Piggy asks, "M-Master... is it going to hurt?"
The little blue alien was still Loli's dear friend, and he pats the girl's rump affectionately. "No worries, not hurt, just feel weird." With a finger Scritch takes some of the oil in the pan and starts lubing up the girl's virgin back door, easing himself in and stretching her out a bit to better accommodate the long metal pole-skewer. Spreading the plump cheeks, "Master" pushes his dull-clawed finger in deeper, opening her up and greasing her up too. Once the girl is adequately ready, the hungry Chef stares at the greased orifice, all the while Loli is trying to remain still and trust her friend's words, but the feeling of her passage being probed is strange... kind of embarrassing, but also pleasantly strange, like being introduced to a new game for the first time, knowing you're going to lose the first time you play but still having fun; part of the fun perhaps the fact that her friend was having fun. What's going to come next, she wonders?
The sight of Loli's soft plump rump, all bent over and exposed... well, how many times does that come up, exactly? "Piggy, Master going to take minute to do something... just relax, and it will feel good," he breathes, his long blue rod already lining up with the young girl's back door.

Loli wonders what Scritch is doing back there when she feels something pushing into her butt! At first she thinks it's the finger again, but it's much too big and long... and even as the thought crosses her mind, Loli feels - whatever it is, sliding in and out of her well-greased bottom. At first it's really embarrassing, as that's where she poops from, but after only a few moments the sensation of it begins to feel really good. "Ooh... Master... does this feel good for you?"

Scritch slides his blue cock in and out, sodomizing the little brown girl, the tight virgin pucker gripping his member wonderfully. "Nnngh... not take long..." he replies, the tightness of Loli's backdoor working quickly to drive his libido off the proverbial climax cliff. If he weren't going to enjoy her for dinner, Scritch would love to do this to her every day. Perhaps Nanu would make do, as a replacement. This thought soon gives way to the building release...

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• May as well come inside her rear...
Loli groans and gasps with the new experience of getting ass-fucked, the hips slamming into her soft padded rump from behind while the long shaft penetrates deep inside her. The quick rhythm overcomes any shame or discomfort and instead becomes the only thing she cares about, each thrust begged by her mind to go just a little bit deeper, a little bit harder... and for just a moment, she can barely make out the quivers and shakes of the long flesh rod as it is about to erupt then all she feels is a hot wetness flooding her insides. That feeling, the new rush of being filled up, causes the little dinner girl to cry out in surprise and ecstasy.

Behind the greased up girl, Scritch is gripping the rounded hips tightly, dull claws pressing into the skin, the hips being held flush against the blue creature's pelvis, his cock deep inside her bowels. The hot spooge would help lube her insides more anyways, and by now she should take that long metal pole quite easily.

Gently pulling out, Scritch withdraws from Loli's ass leaving it gaping and soaked with wet white goo. By now his belly is ravenous, and there can be no more delays, it will still take time to cook her up properly.

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• Time for the skewer!
Taking the long metal pole from the side of the table, Scritch lines it up with Loli's rump and touches it to her pucker, gently easing in the rounded tip at first before sliding it in further. With her insides well-lubed, the long cold shaft goes in easily, a strange-yet-not-painful sensation that works its way up from her hips, through her belly, and up her chest. By now, it's become rather clear to the girl what will happen to her.

"Master, you're really going to eat me, aren't you?" she asks, still referring to Scritch by his chosen moniker, even though the game has become real. In a sense, it's almost a relief, having it be at the hands of her one true friend.

"Master eat Piggy, yes," Scritch admits. While the two have been close for so long, the alien simply can't deny who and what he is, and what he needs and desires. "Loli angry at Scritch?" he asks, breaking character and addressing her as a real person, and not the make-believe-become-reality piece of meat she now is.

Loli spends a moment thinking about it. What Scritch is doing, how he's doing it... she shakes her head slightly, not having much freedom of movement.

"...No, I'm not angry. I... I like being a piggy," she finally decides, feeling the tip of the skewer midway up her chest, now stopped while they have one last chat. "All the other kids made fun of me for being fat, as a little girl... but as a piggy, I'm exactly how I'm supposed to be. And... I hope I taste good for you, Master," she confesses, surrendering herself to her role, her destiny. "Do what you have to do to make me the best Luau dinner ever. That's what I am, a piggy, and piggies should be eaten and enjoyed. Just... don't forget your Piggy, okay?" she pleads, then straightens back out, to let the skewer keep going.

Scritch is touched by the young girl's willing sacrifice, and so he doesn't dawdle. Resuming the pushing on the pole, the Chef moves it further through, now coming up the girl's windpipe and up through her mouth, crossing her eyes as it emerges and extends past her nose. All in all, a painless procedure, and now with her ability to speak gone, Piggy simply waits and sees what happens next to her, letting her Master do as he wishes with her.

With the girl now properly spitted, Scritch ties Loli's hands behind her back and her ankles to the pole, her knees bent at 90 degree angles. Lifting up the pole, the hungry blue alien sets it on top of the firepit, and starts a fire without trouble.

As the heat first climbs to meet the Piggy's underside, Scritch climbs up on the adjacent table and starts turning the skewer, rotating it slowly to evenly cook the little girl up like a real roast piggy.

Now having accepted her identity as meat for dinner, Piggy hangs limp from the pole going through her lengthways, feeling the heat slowly building beneath her. It's warm and comforting, in a way, and as she turns and exposes each side of herself to the flickering flames, she decides that it's all been worth it. In her mind, Piggy is trying to imagine how she will look on the dinner table, merging the well-cooked swine and her own girlish form to come up with a new image, a nice golden-brown piggy-girl, an apple in her mouth, perched on a plate and looking scrumptious.

Now, Scritch wonders, how well to cook his yummy meal?

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• Well-done, expiring over the pit and served in slices, like a real piggy?

Scritch figures that he may as well go all the way, and sets the timer for several hours. It will be terrible waiting that long, especially with the aroma of her cooking flesh taunting him the entire time, but the short squat monster consoles himself with the thought of finally doing what's been at the back of the mind seemingly forever.

As Loli turns over the fire her skin begins to tingle, like it was falling asleep, and the sensation spreads through her body the longer she's up there, the skewer warming up and spreading it through her entire body. Eventually, that tingling turns to a dull numbness, and she loses the ability to wiggle her fingers or toes.

Taking the bowl of cooking juices, Scritch ladles some over the child's cooking body from time to time, making sure she doesn't dry out. The plumpness of her flesh keeps her meat nice and juicy, and her skin tone darkens ever so slightly as she cooks; were she a white girl like some of her classmates there would be more change, but the little piggy-girl started out nicely browned, another torture to the alien because the girl perpetually looked like she was already quite roasted.

Loli had been watching her friend work and wait as much as she can, turning slowly over the fire as she was, but about an hour in the young hula-dancer starts to get sleepy; her softly glistening form feels like it's across the ocean, and seeking Scritch with her eyes, she smiles slightly, all her mouth is able to do between the skewer holding it open and the heat numbing her flesh. Waving to her, Scritch simply bids, "Bye bye, Piggy," before the girl loses consciousness, her last thoughts that of her on a big platter, with Master there about to dig in and enjoy eating her up.

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• Time passes more quickly

With Loli having expired over the fire, Scritch continues to minister to his meal, basting, turning, and watching her cook. Eventually the timer dings, and it's time to take her off the fire.

Covering the fire to let it smolder, the alien Chef grabs hot pads and lifts the spit with Loli's well-done carcass up and over to the table, where a long large platter awaits, much like the one he prepped the girl on. Carefully withdrawing the long metal skewer from her behind, Scritch arranges the piggy-girl's body into a crouching-piglet position, and adds garnishments of an apple and a carrot to their respective cavities.

The smell of fresh-cooked meat fills the house, and after setting the dinner table, Scritch takes a seat, donning a bib - and from behind him, hears the incredulous voice of Loli's older sister, Nanu, who has just gotten home and followed her nose to where her little sister is laid out, suckling-pig style. "What... what are you doing?!? How DARE you cook up Loli like - some kind of barbecue..."
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"... and not wait for me! You're lucky I walked in when I did, it would have been very rude to start without me!" Nanu exclaims, getting a plate and silverware and taking a chair across from Scritch, with Loli-Piggy laid out between them. "Mmmm, she smells delicious... did she give you any trouble?" she asks, waiting for Scritch to do the honors of carving.

Shaking his head, Scritch takes the long serrated knife and starts slicing at Loli's hindquarters, cutting several slices and placing them on Nanu's plate, before serving himself some from the rump and thigh. "To Piggy!" he toasts, before sticking a whole slice into his mouth and chewing.

The youth and plumpness of the girl makes every bite simply exquisite, and as Nanu digs in the life-guard croons in delight. "Ooh, Scritch, you've done a wonderful job with her... I've always wondered how she would turn out; fortunately, you came along and played 'Luau' with her before I had the chance, there's no way I could have topped this!"

Scritch chews contentedly, eventually just sawing off a drumstick and ripping the tender golden-brown flesh off of it easily. Well, Nanu still might... he thinks, taking a glance at the young woman's thighs and gams. She also had a nice and filled out chest to enjoy, too... momentarily, Scritch pictures Nanu laid out beside her little sister. Soon...

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"... you promised me that I would be the first Piggy, Master!" she pouts, pulling off her top followed by her shorts and panties. Kneeling down naked by Scritch's chair, she looks up at him, her face disappointed.

"Master sorry, Master got so hungry and couldn't wait," Scritch explains, carving up a nice slice of Loli-Piggy's rump and thigh. Piercing it with a fork, the alien Chef stuffs it into his maw and chews. Such a fine meal, the little girl was, her flesh melting-in-his-mouth delicious. "Make up to Nanu-Piggy: invite friends over for party, with Piggy a live-roast for everyone! Cook even better than Loli-Piggy!" he promises, stroking a bared breast gently.

"Oh, you promise?" Nanu asks, her face lighting up. After all, cooking at home was one thing, but a proper Luau demands a party with all the neighbors! The aroma of her roasted little sister is very appealing, and she looks up at her Master, eyes begging, but silent.

Not stopping his own feasting, Scritch cuts a long steak from the piggy's shank, and sets it on a plate on the floor. "Nanu-Piggy enjoy, won't get to taste herself!"

THE END!
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