[Story WIP] Meal Pickup (Patreon)

Wrote a story last night featuring Sunnie & Sylvi. I wrote it all in one sitting, so there's almost definitely some revisions & editing to do, but I thought you folks at this tier might appreciate a look at part of the first draft.~

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When you hear the approaching footfalls, you can’t help but try—for the hundredth time—to escape your bindings. Hell, you have nothing to lose by trying, even if it fails again, right? But of course this time, just like every other time does nothing. You can barely move your wrists, let alone your fingers or the rest of your hand. Damn these ropes, and this meat hook…

The door opens, and you’re hit with a small wave of warmth. Finally; it’s so cold in this freezer you’re wondering if you have hypothermia. Maybe you do, for all you know. The thought makes a shiver run up your spine, though that could just be the freezing temperatures.

You look up at the doorway, moving your head the best you can to not brush against the meat hook near your back.

As expected, it’s Sunnie. The snake-woman gives you a smile; she seems cheerful, but of course you’re anything but. “Hey there meatsack!” she calls out, starting to approach you. “I’ve found you a wonderful buyer, so guess what? Time to take you down!”

“Oh god finally,” you blurt out before you’ve fully processed all of her words—being suspended and bound like this has been nothing but painful. But then, you realize what else she said. “Wait, what?! I—” You choke, starting to sputter. “I told you, I’m not meat, or food, or whatever! Why don’t you just let me go?!”

But she just laughs. “Maybe you weren’t before but you are now! And I’m sure you’ll make a wonderful dinner for them tonight.”

Your heart starts to pound. “No no no you can’t—you can’t do that!”

“On the contrary, dearie, I do it every day,” she replies, gingerly taking you down from the hook. You can’t help but sigh in relief; the hook was really digging into your back. She adjusts your position in her claws so that she’s holding you in a bridal carry, her round, soft body brushing against your naked form. 

Now that you’re lying down, instead of being suspended, it’s much easier to see your own body, too. God; you’ve gained at least 50 pounds since this crazy snake snatched you. Memories of tube feedings run through your head as you see their full effects; she’d said something about fattening up “meat”, but you didn’t realize you’ve gone this soft. Your belly is so round it looks like you swallowed down a globe…

 “Alright, let’s get going then!”

Your head jerks up. “No—!”

She slaps a hand over your mouth, forcing something between your jaws. It takes you a moment to realize it’s a ball gag. Sunnie lifts her hand, smiling at how muffled your cries have become. “That’s much better…!”

With that, she carries you out to the front of the store, where a woman you’ve never seen before is standing in front of the counter.

She has curves everywhere, along with thick thighs and a huge belly. Her long tail is quite thick, too…wait, is she a kangaroo?

“Here you are Sylvi!” Sunnie says to the other individual, interrupting your thoughts. “Trust me, you’ll love this one…”

“I think I will,” the newcomer agrees, giving you an avaricious look.

“Just don’t take off the bindings & gag until the time is right,” Sunnie tells Sylvi, giving her a wink.

“Oh, I won’t.~”

And soon enough you’re unceremoniously being carried down the street by the kangaroo lady, slung over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes, any and all passerby ignoring you muffled screams for help.

“Oh, hush,” Sylvi tells you, laughing. “We’ll be at my apartment soon. Then the real fun can begin…”