Mission: Preparation… NO!!! Rescue Our Boyfriend
Location: Dormitory belonging to the Academy of Tenebrae. The butchery room.
Time until the full moon: DOESN'T MATTER!!! IT'S TODAY!!!
Agents: Frida Vollmond, Aiko Nekogawa
Objective: Prepare… Secure… the butchery room.
Tactics: Prepare… NO!!! Remove the butchery equipment.
Frida and Aiko stood in the doorway of the butchery room. When they had first moved in, the she-wolf had considered this place wonderful. The perfect spot for processing hunted meat.
Everything was here. A chopping block, an axe, a hoist, complete sets of knives, cleavers and hooks, a table with a drain, and much more.
Truly, many butchers would have felt jealous of this equipment. When Dyro had gifted them this place, she had been certain she had won the lottery… but that was then, and this is now…
Back then they had been eager to eat Evan and constantly teased him. Now he was the one teasing them, and their bodies were working against them. Both of them literally had waterfalls between their legs, and their voices betrayed their arousal. On top of that, today was the full moon, and Evan was strangely excited.
This place was dangerous. Far too dangerous.
"Alright, kitten. No equipment. No threat. We hide everything," Frida pointed at the room as if she were giving an order to her gang to attack.
"I don't know, Frida… it seems to me…" the cat-girl sounded unconvinced.
"Got a better idea?" the she-wolf was irritated.
"No…" she answered quietly.
"Then get to work!"
They both moved. Frida stood by the metal table with a screwdriver. She set the tip against the head of a screw when she suddenly noticed a little stain. In that moment she seemed to freeze. A moment later she set the screwdriver aside. She grabbed a cloth and metal cleaner and scrubbed the entire table. High idea.
She stood up. Straightened and looked at it with satisfaction, then glanced at the hooks. There were stains on them too. Annoyed, she started cleaning them.
Meanwhile Aiko stood by the knives. Dull blades that needed sharpening. She polished them, sharpened them, and arranged them on the station. She did the same with the axe.
Next they oiled the gears in the hoist. Finally they cleaned the coolers, where the vegetables were and the space for meat.
Then they stood on either side of the entrance. Straight-backed and proud.
"Spotless like never before," the she-wolf was pleased.
"Yeah, it shines beautifully," Aiko smiled.
For a moment they perfectly observed the perfectly cleaned and prepared butchery workstation, when suddenly shock appeared on their faces.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!" Frida shouted.
"Uh… weren't we supposed to hide it?"
"Of course we were! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!"
Frida glared angrily at Aiko as if she had planned this.
"I have no idea."
"What's happening?"
Then both of them trembled. Evan walked into the butchery room. At least he was dressed, but that didn't help much.
"Excellent work. You deserve a compliment."
He started walking around the room, smiling at them.
The girls stared at their meat… THEIR BOYFRIEND!!! Frida stared at that juicy, soft little butt. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the gleaming polished axe and the chopping block. It didn't help that Evan leaned over the block to check how well it had been cleaned. Frida's mind fed her visions of pushing Evan onto the block, then taking the axe and…
STOP!!!
NOT GOOD!!!
SHE'S LOSING CONTROL!!!
WHAT TO DO!?!
Suddenly Frida came up with a new plan. She leaned toward Aiko.
"Alright, kitten, new plan. Hunger and desire are connected?"
"Yeah."
"So we fuck Evan so we don't…" she glanced at the axe and started stripping in a panic.
"That doesn't sound like a good plan…"
"Got a better one?"
"No…" she started undressing herself.
Both of them approached Evan naked. He turned around and then both of them started kissing him. From there everything went straight. Evan returned their kisses, and they began undressing him.
First went the shirt, then the rest of his clothes. They licked and caressed him. At first one might have thought it was going well—and it was—but not necessarily according to plan.
Frida licked him and groped his ass.
"So soft, so juicy… delicious."
Aiko knelt and started giving him a blowjob.
"Delicious."
They felt the taste of his sweat, his body, and it made their minds race. Because of that they couldn't hold back.
They looked at each other. They felt it getting better and more dangerous. They decided to go all the way.
They laid Evan on the floor. One sat on his face, the other on his crotch. They rode him hard with desire and desperation, trying to drown out the hunger with fucking. But the more they smelled his sweat, the hungrier it made them.
In the end the whole trio shuddered in a shared orgasm. Both felt a shock in their bodies. How the hunger initially yielded to sexual satisfaction. It seemed to have worked… until the scent of Evan's cum reached their noses.
It was as if the hunger suddenly got some turbo boost. The smell drilled into their noses like an underground drill into rock. Their brains were flooded by a tide of arousal and hunger. It completely consumed them.
Aiko and Frida looked around the perfectly prepared butchery room.
They looked at each other.
Each of them had the gaze of a starving predator.
"Should we?"
"We should."
They flipped him onto his back and started tying his ankles and wrists behind his back.
"I'm sorry, Evan, but I can't help myself," Aiko said, drooling with tears in her eyes.
"You're so juicy. So delicious," Frida was practically drowning in her own saliva.
Evan just smiled sweetly at them. That only intensified the girls' hunger. Frida attached the hoist chain to his ankles. A moment later Evan was hanging by his ankles above the floor. The girls hugged him and started licking him again. He was so delicious.
"Delicious. Evan is so delicious."
"Yes, he's so delicious, so we have to do this right."
"Oh yes," they answered together, and Evan just kept smiling. For a moment the girls trembled. As if they were still holding themselves back. Evan looked at them and said he was waiting.
Then the girls behaved as if their hunger and craving for Evan had been strengthened even more. They quickly washed and dried him.
Aiko drew cutting lines on him for the individual parts. Frida set a large metal basin underneath him. Then she went to the knife table. She took one and ran it several times over the whetstone.
Then she approached Evan with the knife in her hand. She was right next to him. She looked at him. His scent drilled into her nose. All her resistance had been destroyed by the incredible arousal and hunger.
She leaned down and touched her nose to his stomach. She intensely inhaled that wonderful scent. She moved upward until she stopped at his erect cock. For a moment she sniffed it, then exhaled with a sound of satisfaction.
She looked at the knife. The sharp edge gleamed in the light of the lamps. Evan seemed to push toward her.
She pressed the knife to his stomach.
Evan seemed impatient.
Frida licked her lips.
She tensed her muscles to drive the knife in and begin the work.
Then Callisa and Morona burst in.
"What are you doing?!" Callisa looked at Evan and simply couldn't believe it. "That's Evan! Our boyfriend!" — she licked her lips — "He'd be tastier whole."
She approached him and started caressing him.
"Think about it… wouldn't he look magnificent whole. That would…"
At that moment she jerked, as if it had hit her what she was really saying.
"With sauce…" She immediately covered her mouth so she wouldn't say anything more.
Each of the girls tried to say something, but without success. Every word that came out of their mouths related to hunger.
"Evan, calm down. Take a deep breath."
Evan and the three girls looked at the one who had spoken those words. It wasn't the elegant Callisa, nor the rebellious Frida, nor the nerdy Aiko… it was the eternally metaphor-speaking Morona.
Morona was speaking normally…
Only then did it make the girls realize how bad it really was. Before, they had thought they were one step from the abyss. Now they understood they were clinging to the cliff edge by a single little finger.
"Take a deep breath."
Morona still seemed to have some control over herself. Evan took a deep breath.
"Now tell us what you'd want most in the world."
Evan thought for a moment. A faint shadow of hope appeared in the girls that it was something other than meat. If he said something about a date, they could definitely steer it toward survival. That's what they thought.
"So I'd like…" — the girls listened intently — "…for you to eat me on our date today."
"Gladly," they all said together with a sigh of relief. After barely a heartbeat they all screamed together — "WHAT?!"