"No way, I was sure they'd make it this year" Ella said.

Cindy giggled. "Nope, they got owned in the semi-finals as the amateurs they are. You should have seen their runner, he stumbled on the last meters to the flag and fell."

Ella giggled. "I wish I had seen that match, must have been hilarious."

The bovine had almost reached the front of the line, together with her friend.  Both had red ear tags and their hooves went 'clock' 'clock' on the tiled floor.

Others were behind them, but most weren't chatting and were looking scared or in apathy. One smaller cow behind the girls was silently whimpering, but all the others seemed to ignore her.

"You are two chatty ones." A vixen in a clean white overall addressed them smiling. "Your arms please."

Ella nodded at the friendly words, smiling back, while she reached her arms forward, wrists together. The vixen put a leather strap around them and pulled it tight, but not too tight.

A grumpy looking dog stood further down, and just finished fastening a similar thing to the ankle of another cow. He stared at the vixen.

"Hey! No talking to the produce!"

Cindy stuck out her tongue at the grumpy one, then nodded towards the vixen, smiling. Her own arms already outstretched. She didn't want to fall behind Ella too far. The vixen nodded back, smiled shyly and attacher her wristbands too.

The leather straps were bound together and attached to two chains that came from the ceiling. They slowly pulled Ella forward towards the dog, but she didn't resist it but walked on her own. He however grabbed her legs forcefully and attached his pair of straps, a lot more forcefully than necessary.

He seemed to deliberately try to hurt Cindy, and the girl flinched, then glared at him angrily.

The sobbing girl behind them put up a show. She had already received her handcuffs, but was struggling and crying as the chain pulled her forward. The dog arrested her feet bonds anyway, and soon the struggling bovine was dragged forward by the chains on all for of her limbs, mercilessly.

Ella and Cindy where still upright and walked slowly to the end of the aisle, at the same time the two chain conveyors moved. There however the two rails switched paths and the bottom one went high up on the ceiling. They wouldn't be able to walk beyond that.

"Wheee!" Ella shouted giggling as the machine pulled her feet up, her hands dangling down. Then Cindy followed, laughing a second later.

"Did I mention I'm into bondage? Ella explained. Cindy couldn't stop laughing."

"No really, this is awesome, I'm almost coming." Ella said, though she had a hard time keeping a straight face,

Their joy seemed to affect the sobbing girl behind them. She just had been pulled upside down too and was now hanging from the ceiling like the two others, slowly pulled forward. But she didn't cry anymore and gave them a weak smile.

"What's your name?" Cindy asked caring. "I haven't seen you before, aren't you a bit young for this?"

The girl sobbed again, before finally answering. "I'm Jasmin"

"I'm Cindy" the other cow explained, shaking her udder. "And this is Ella"

Ella tried to salute, but the chain pulling her front legs down didn't let her. Instead it turned to an awkward twitch that made both laugh.

They went round a corner, and a shy raccoon boy was waiting for them. He had a knife in his hand, and also a white plastic overall, though it wasn't white anymore but blood stained all over. Behind him the floor was also bloody and puddles of blood were still seeping into the gutters there.

He had a sad look in his face as Ella came closer.

"You are new here, aren't you? She asked, as the conveyor pulled her slowly closer."

"Thats mean to put a new one here." Cindy explained. "I wanted to do a big show." Ella giggled, imagining her friend doing the full fledged dieing swan scene they had talked about. Then she smiled at the raccoon boy.

"Don't worry, we won't get you in trouble. See, I'm holding really still.  Piece of cake."

The raccoon made a step forward. His paw brushed over Ella's shoulder as he grabbed her gently. But it wasn't needed, she really was all relaxed, her eyes closed, smiling."

"I'm sorry." he said sadly, then slit his knife through Ella's throat in a smooth motion. The cow looked at him surprised, it felt different than she had expected. The knife was sharp and it had barely hurt. She wanted to tell him it was OK, but her voice failed her. Only a gurgling sound escaped her split throat.

"Not bad. You are doing this all day already, aren't you?" Cindy commented.

The raccoon nodded, taking his eyes from Ella, who was swaying slightly and bleed profusely. She tried to talk again but still only gurgling noises escaped her.

"Hey Ella, you're making quite a mess there" Cindy expressed, then she took her eyes back to the raccoon, who had already taking her neck into a firm but gentle grip.

"Can you do it really slowly pleas? I want to enjoy this." she said with a excited glance at his knife. She shuddered slightly.

He nodded, and put it on her throat. "Oh boy, I am really being slaughtered, this feels weird. How does it feel for yrrrglgch" her voice died in a splorching sound as he slowly pulled his knife through her windpipe. He felt her rock slightly in his grip, not fighting, but excited.

Jasmine started crying again. "Bye, Ella, Bye Cindy." She expressed sobbing.  When the raccoon grabbed her she started straining, but she couldn't do anything, and a second later it was done. Her breath went fast through her cut throat, spraying blood over his overall and the floor, while she still struggled desperately against her bounds. The girl stared at the ground below her, watching her own red blood flow down and pool up.

Ella meanwhile had almost reached the next corner at the end of the long gutter that took her blood. She still breathed, and looked up at her own body. She could see her thighs shiver slightly, while she felt her own warm flow of blood on her neck turn to a trickle. She felt lightheaded and her feet started feeling fuzzy, while her heart raced faster and faster with no blood to pump. As slight panic overcame her. Fear of her own death, but she fought it down. Instead she looked back at her friend, Cindy.

The bovine girl seemed to be in bliss. She flexed in her bounds, spraying her blood all over the floor like a fountain. Her eyes half closed in ecstatic expression. Ella wanted to comment on that, but only a weak wheeze escaped her cut throat. Her smile was genuine however.

Cindy glanced at the girl behind her, who hung shuddering, then limp.  The blood poured out of her in a steady stream. She hadn't lasted longer than a few second. But somehow seeing her die turned Cindy on even more, especially as she felt her own body start to spasm and shudder on its own. She looked the other way, to Ella and was pleasantly surprised to see her smile at her as their gazes met, even though Ella had almost stopped bleeding, she was obviously still there.

Cindy looked up past her udder towards her own sex. She was wet and wished she could touch herself there. It tingled, and spasmed, but she urged for more.  Her legs started kicking almost on their own and she rocked in her restraints.  It felt so wonderful she almost missed the view as she too rounded the conveyors next corner.

Ella had reached the next station. Her body had nearly gone limp, but her eyes were still open and awake, looking at the bear who stood there.

The young male was obviously surprised as their gazes met. Not many lasted that long. He smiled back and nodded, raising the little machine with the rotating blade he held. Ella shuddered. She closed her eyes waiting for the sensation of the searing blade meeting her flesh.

It was still unsuspected and she made a silent gasp, her mouth opened in surprise as the blade cut open her udder, then cut deeper, vibrating and rocking. Her body was numb. What would have been agonizing pain only tickled her as she looked up to watch the bear cut her belly skilfully. Almost clear liquid from her udder mixed with the contents from her bladder and soaked through her chest fur warmly. Then he cut deeper and down her belly up to her rip cage.

Ella rocked in her restraints with the remaining strength her body had. The conveyor moved her further and lifted her arms and head slightly. Her guts poured out of her, pulled by their own weight and the bear helped them out with skillful movements and one or two cuts. Then he opened her chest and ripped out her lungs. A last involuntary wheeze escaped her, then she was unable to make a sound altogether.

The cow stared at him open mouthed. He smiled at her, imagining what it would feel to be gutted like that and still be alive. Surprised to see her heart still beat weakly, even though it had no blood to pump. Even ripped out, it made a few desperate beats more in the pile on the conveyor belt below Ella's hollowed body, where she could see it.

Then it was Cindy's turn. The bear whistled in acknowledgment, seeing that not only had this bovine held on to live that long as well, but also seemed to look forward to his work. Cindy posed her udder for him, shivering as he cut through her soft flesh. And then as the blade cut through her belly fur she came, squirted cum out of her nether lips between her spread legs.

And as he removed her guts, she rocked and twitched in her restraints as if she couldn't get enough. The bear was sure, if she still could have breathed and spoken he voice would have screamed in ecstasy. Wet noises of guts spilling and the whining of his saw where all the sounds to be heard though.

Seeing the cow like that, the bear came himself. But he had no time, the conveyor dragged the two cow girls on.

The next cow to gut, the little one was still and silent like almost all of them at this stage.  He felt somehow embarrassed in front of her empty eyes feeling his own cum warm between his legs.

Hollowed out and almost dead, Ella's body was nearly without feeling. But yet she still managed to keep unconsciousness at bay. She glanced behind where Cindy was still moving, shuddering. Split and empty as she was. It was a weird sight, like from a zombie movie.

In her haze Ella had almost missed the next station. Another bear, a female, with a sharp knife. She was removing the hide from the cows, and she apparently had never seen any come to her station with as much as a spark of life left. Yet Ella still felt her touch on her ankle. The sharp blade that cut between her skin and her meat, then the sensation of her fur pulled of her legs. She opened her eyes once more, though her eyes felt dry and her vision was blurry. Then the bear girl pulled off the skin between her legs, and Ella was awake fully again. She would have spurted her cum right into the bears face had she still had the equipment, and the girl screamed in surprise seeing Ella's legs jolt. Ella shuddered once more as her skin was pulled of her rump, looking up at what had been her body, now just exposed meat hanging on a conveyor belt.

The girl placed her fur on a separate conveyor and approached Cindy, surprised to see her awake too and awaiting. Cindy flexed in her grasp, enjoying every gentle cut and tensed when she carefully pulled. By the time she had Cindy's fur in her paws it smelled of musk and arousal, and she couldn't help it but get aroused too. The only part of Cindy still with fur was her head, and the bear gave her a gentle kiss. Surprised that it was answered so vehemently.

Her heart beat like a drum and she looked after the skinned cow girl longingly, but the conveyor dragged on, leaving the bear and Cindy's cow hide behind.

The next station was the last Ella would see. A lion stood there, with something that looked like a chainsaw. And he didn't even notice that Ella wasn't completely dead yet. He cut through her body from between her legs down to her neck. She arched slightly and shuddered at the weird sensation as she was ripped apart and at the same time went numb. Even though she rocked and twitched at the final sensation, he thought it was because of the blade he drove. He staid clueless, professional. A last cut, and the two halves of Ella's body swung apart, while her head dropped down into a funnel.  Falling she caught a last glance of her former body. Now only two dangling chunks of meat.

Cindy was a different story. Even after getting gutted and skinned, the girl had enough strength left to stare the lion right in the eyes. At first that made him stop dead in his tracks, and it needed an encouraging - even urging nod of the upside down cowgirl to remind him of his job.

Cindy's legs kicked as his blade started cutting into her rear, and she arched, exposing her empty insides. Quickly the blade ripped through where her sex had been, then cut through her spine and her legs went limp.  But her face wasn't. She rocked the blade, straining in her restraints every moment, feeling her body come apart inch by inch. And the lion had troubles keeping a straight cut.  Finally the blade arrived at Cindy's neck. A jolt went through her arms, like from an electric shock, then she had lost sensation in her front legs too. She  watched her former bodies left and right side swing sideways, and rotate, hanging from one leg each. Red and white was her raw flesh, and she felt another climax, but had no body anymore that could cum.

The lion picked her head up and held it the right way up. A few drops of blood dripped out of Cindy's neck, and the girl gave him a sheepish wink with her eye, feeling dizzy from blood loss and from her last orgasm.

That slightly freaked him out and he quickly dropped the severed head into the funnel. The last thing he saw was an outstretched tongue. It could have just been lolling out, but he knew it wasn't.

Shivering he started his work on the next little cow.

Cindy felt her head transported through darkness, then she landed in another funnel. There were more heads, and some tails and hooves there too. But she couldn't see her own. But Ella was there, her eyes unfocused staring into nothing. But something told Cindy her friend wasn't gone completely yet. With her last strength she reached out and touched the other head with her tongue, and really, Ella twitched. The eye moved and tried to focus on the other severed head.

Cindy smiled victoriously, then formed soundless words with her lips.

"Did you like it?"

Ella blinked, once, and managed a weak smile.

Then the machine beneath them sprang to action and started cutting and grinding through the waste material it had been fed. Cindy and Ella felt themselves get tugged deeper, then cold steel bladed reached for them, twisted and mangled them. Cindy's jaw was literally ripped out of her face, but at this point it didn't hurt anymore, she didn't even care. Then she was pressed into her friends head tightly. Even in the guts of the grinding machine the two friends staid together, like they had sworn each other, and it was that thought that made them both happy as the machine tore through them and minced them, then pressed them together even tighter.

The end.