"Oye Como Va" (Story) by Drgong

Here you go sir, $200 US dollars.

I looked at my new purchase off of Crieglist, the Latin girl was gagged and cuffed, and her large brown eyes where wide as her dad took the cash and walked off. I took her, admiring the famous “Latin pork butt” as it now known, and put her in the Van.

When I finally arrived home, my wife, Julie, had to look over the girl, I watched her wiggle as Julie felt the meat, and then look at me and said “$200, a bit pricey, but this is a good quality turkey.” And told me to bring her in after I stripped the turkey.

As I took a hobby knife and carefully cut off the clothing of the girl, I had time to think. Sure I could of ordered from one of the meat companies a girl, but due to the demand at thanksgiving, the market is flooded with clones and dimensional grabs. Meat drops to ridiculously low rates, as the supermarkets use whole roasters as a loss leader to get you in the store. It not that I hadn’t taken advantage of that, as I had a Cate Blancette, and Kate Winslett, and three Jessica Beil’s in the freezer, but I wanted a traditional dolcett turkey, thus I was just finishing stripping the girl. For a moment I took off the gag.

“Please sir, my name is Maria, I will do anything you ask, just don’t cook me, please?”

I smiled, as I lead her to the kitchen

“Please sir, I sure I am a much better fuck then your wife, she would make a good roast, this is unfair!”

“Why did your dad sell you?”

she sobbed, then she looked down and said “I failed Spanish class at high school, dad figured that he better sell me before I was collected by a meat factory”

“Sorry Maria, you know the rules, but if you want, I will do you a favor, do you want to experience the roasting, or do you want to be gone by then, it is your choice”

She looked ahead, blinked a few times, and said “Well, might as well experience it”

“Good girl…good girl, how about I stuff your pussy before we get in the kitchen…our secret”

Maria smiled at me, and nodded her head, I leaned her over, adjusted my pants, and in quick movements, pushed in and held her steady by holding on to her chest. As I was fucking her, I looked her over, a fine girl, good skin with the tone of a girl with a good tan. her 34-b chest rotated in my hands as I filled her pussy. I felt her nipples harden and she flushed, and soon she was orgasming, my hand covering her mouth so Julie didn’t hear. As we regained our breath, Maria smiled and said “thank you, your very good, and look, I have a little sister, she 17, almost 18 she beautiful, a virgin schoolgirl that is trying to avoid poachers, She would be a good wife, and as you know, wives are protected from poachers as it is a criminal act, not just a civil penalty, and perhaps, you know, marry her as soon as you can, she would be a good wife, and I would be happy for her to marry you.”

I gave Maria a kiss, she was a sweet girl, even if her fate was sealed. I walked in her the kitchen where Julie had the stuff ready. Maria teared up as I took the knife and opened her up, and started to pull out the innards, only to put the stuffing in her, and then with her having labored breathing, I laid her out on the pan, apple in mouth, and watched as she went into the oven.

I looked a Julie, I thought that I had loved her at the time, but I knew I was wrong, and soon I found myself looking though Maria’s cut clothing, and found her wallet, and inside, a photo of Maria with her younger sister, A spitting image except that perhaps better looking. for that same crieglist ad, “Hello, Mr. Rodriguez, yes, everything is fine, Maria is in the oven, No, I wanted to ask about her younger sister…no..not to roast…I want to talk to you about arranging her to meet me, with the intention of marrying.”

Maria was a great thanksgiving feast, her tender flesh serving us for many days. I made a bet that I was sure to to loose with Julie being the prize a few weeks later. That Spring I married the newly 18 year old Erin Rodriguez, in the end she produced for me 10 children, all daughters, before she too ended up in the pot.

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As a note, if someone wants to request me to write a story with someone or with a set subject matter, please PM me, I will at least think about it, but as a note, I normally don’t write “Epic” stories, and you have seen enough examples to know what you get.