Unconditional Love

Chapter 1

You are sitting in a small room on the edge of a narrow bed when the door opens and I enter. I am wearing a white plastic apron over my clothes, which is already slightly yellowed, and underneath it a shiny silver apron made of metal links. Several sharp knives hang in the holders provided on the sides of the plastic apron.
"Hey Anika, my sweet little piggy, today's the day. I'm going to roast you like a fat sow in the oven, well, at least most of you. But before I slaughter you, I have to prepare you. Take your clothes off." You smile shyly, nod and slowly begin to undress, but it's not fast enough for me. I pull out a hunting knife with an ivory handle and start cutting your clothes off your body. I cut through your waistband so that your pants slide down to your ankles, revealing your pale, fat butt and your plump, equally pale thighs. "Mmmmmmm.... I see my fat pig has put on some good ham," I slap you first on the right buttock, then the left, so that your fat ass wobbles like pudding, I laugh, "once I've fried your fat ass, it'll be much firmer, I hope my fat piggy is happy about that." "But let's continue," I cut your panties off your hips, revealing your wet pussy, "I can see my pig marinating itself," I touch your pussy carefully and rub it gently, making you twitch, "good piggy," I say with a smile. "But we have to finish the job first, then comes the fun," I cut your shirt and bra off your body so that you are completely naked except for your shoes and socks. Your thick round breasts hang heavily on the curves of your fat belly, which is nice and plump and soft and has two rolls of fat. Your skin is white, soft, and stretches over your creamy fat. "How beautifully my fattening pig has developed," I say as I grab your lower roll of fat and pinch it a little too hard, causing you to let out a loud squeak. I slap your ass again, this time harder, "that's my piggy." I move closer to your body and bite your neck with a growl, while at the same time taking both your breasts and rubbing your nipples. I moan intensely, but then control myself and take a step back. "I could eat you right now," I growl again, "but you taste much better fried." "So, my little piggy, now we have to clean you up." With these words, I lead you into the bathroom and guide you to the shower, but instead of a shower head, there is a yellow plastic hose attached to the shower. "Bend over, piggy, I have to make sure you're nice and clean inside when I cut open your fat belly and gut you. I put on thick latex gloves, take the hose and carefully insert it into your anal opening. "Water march," I say with a laugh as I turn on the water. You feel a stream of warm water flowing into your intestines, and you slowly feel the water making your belly swell. When your belly starts to become uncomfortably distended, I turn off the water and pull out the hose. Brown water and feces shoot out of your ass and run into the shower tray. I repeat the process five times until only clear water flows out of your anal opening. "Now let's wash the piggy on the outside," I tell you to get into the bathtub, which is right next to the shower. You obey and let your plump, thick body slide into the tub and lie down. The cold ceramic gives you goose bumps, which I caress with a tender look, causing your skin to react even more strongly. I let very warm, almost hot water run into the bathtub. You protest a little, but I tell you that it will open your pores better. I change gloves and start scrubbing your body completely with a bar of soap and a root brush until your skin is completely red. I drain the water from the tub and rinse your body with clear water. I take a wet razor and start shaving your entire body from your feet to your shoulders. You help me obediently, and after a while, your body is completely hairless except for your head. Next, you are rinsed again with clear water, I help you out of the tub and dry you off. I lead you out of the bathroom into a white-tiled room with a large metal butcher's table, "lie down, piggy," you obey and I begin to rub moisturizer into your skin. When your entire body is covered in cream except for your pussy, I start to undress. When I take off my pants and underwear, my erect penis appears, painfully hard. I also rub cream into your more than wet pussy, you start to moan and squirm, I press gently on your clit and move only my finger, which makes you moan more intensely. I stop and turn you onto your stomach, "Butt up, piggy," you stick your meaty ass toward me and wiggle it teasingly, I moan as I penetrate your wet pussy, you are so wet that I slide into you effortlessly. At first, I fuck you slowly but very intensely. With time and your increasingly intense moaning, I get faster until you come with a scream, sweet juice squirting out of your pussy. Seconds later, I come violently inside you with a painful release. "Are you ready now, my fat little piggy?" You nod and I take one of my sharp knives from my belt and cut your two carotid arteries with quick, practiced strokes. As you bleed to death, I give you a gentle kiss on the mouth, tasting your metallic blood that runs slightly from the corners of your mouth. After a while, your body stops twitching, but blood continues to flow from your neck. When the flow of blood stops, I cut open your beautiful, plump belly from your pussy to your sternum, widening the cut with my hands and revealing your creamy yellow layer of fat at the edges. I begin to gut you and then clean you up. I then chop off your arms, head, and legs with a hatchet, and these parts of you end up in the freezer for now. Then I cut your fat into a diamond pattern, especially on your belly, back, and butt. I prepare a filling of quartered sweet apples, walnuts, raisins, diced white bread, and milk, adding an egg to bind it together. I stuff this into your empty belly cavity and sew it back up with rough stitches. Your belly is now plumper than before, but I use a piping bag to add even more filling to your pussy. Your butt is already stuffed with a zucchini, and I push a large carrot into your pussy when the filling starts to ooze out. I rub your skin with olive oil, rosemary, and pepper. Your skin is naturally salty enough, and I don't want to overpower your natural flavor. I place your torso in a large, high pan with your belly facing up and spread halved new potatoes and diced and sliced root vegetables around your torso in the pan. I'll slide the pan with your meat onto a rolling cart and wheel it to the oven, open the door, let the heat hit me, and slide the pan inside. I'll sit down on a chair, slowly drink several glasses of wine, and watch for the next seven hours as your skin changes from pink to red and finally to brown. Every 30 minutes, I brush your skin with olive oil and your melted fat. When the torso is done, I take it out of the oven and let the meat rest for a while. Finally, I place the torso on a large wooden platter and transport the roast to the dining table on the rolling cart. I cut thick slices from your butt, along with crispy fried belly meat, and enjoy you to the fullest. Your butt meat has a thick layer of fat, but underneath is perfectly roasted pink meat. Your belly meat is wonderfully crispy on the outside and dripping with melted fat and butter-soft on the inside. Fat runs out of the corners of my mouth as I devour your most tender meat. "I loved you," I murmur, "first as a woman, then as my willing fattening pig, and finally as delicious, juicy meat that will soon be a part of me."