1.
“Well, I think the last operation was a success.” Sarah spoke as she walked out of the medical center with a digital tablet. “Jamie’s bio signs are returning to normal and she should be ok in the next couple of days.” Everyone was standing outside the doorway to hear of the news. The whole operation and procedure was new to the crews and the whole facility was waiting on the news. Sarah looked up and reiterated a bit louder, “She will be fine.” A cheer broke out as everyone realized it had been a success. The eastern dragoness walked through the crowd and up to Jamie’s boyfriend Tyro. He was an electric dragon who had originally been scared and abhorrent about having to eat his girlfriend for meat food, but was overjoyed with hearing the good news. “You can go in and see her if you’d like. She is still pretty out of it though but her memories are fast coming back.” The yellow dragon beamed with excitement and pushed past Sarah to go in and see his girl. Walking through the airlock he looked at his green and blue skunk lying on the bed. Hooked up to all sorts of life machines he could see everything going on with her body. Solemnly Tyro walked up to her side and gently took her paw. “Hey babe, how are you doing?” He asked, trying not to startle her. Jamie’s yellow eyes opened up to look at him. “Well hello there hon. Why am I hooked up to all of these machines?” Jamie quietly inquired. “The last thing I remember is going into the cloning facility and sitting down in a chair.”
2.
Tyro sat down in the chair next to the bed and began to explain. “Well darling, you were cooked and eaten actually. I’m surprised you don’t remember any of that.” The skunk’s heartbeat began to race a bit and the machines beeped quicker for a moment. “Wait, I was eaten? But I’m here right now. I couldn’t have been eaten.” “Well hon, you were. You were spitted on a Jessica 3000 machine, roasted for about six hours, then carved like a thanksgiving turkey and everyone in the labs was there to feast upon you. There were mashed potatoes, wines and juices, vegetables, and a lot more. I wish you could have been there.” Tyro paused for a moment. “Well I guess you kind of were, but I mean being there to taste yourself. Silver, Sarah, and Jasmine all did a wonderful job in preparing you, and here we even have pictures of you.” Jasmine handed Jamie a small photo packet laminated in clear plastics and spoke: “See, this is you there on the table before we carved you up. We had to remove your head though so we could crack open your rib cage, that’s why it’s sitting there.” Tyro looked away and plugged the holes in his head that acted like his ears. He still wasn’t fond of being reminded about the day. Jamie, still a little offended, glared at Jasmine. The skunk wasn’t fond of this fiasco and pushed the roo away. Jamie finally sighed and looked at Tyro. “Well, was I at least tasty?” She quietly asked. “I’d really rather not say.”
3.
Tyro gave a kiss to his skunk girl before standing back up and taking back the photos and headed outside the room. As he reached the door he turned around and blew a kiss to Jamie. “We should be able to get you out of there in another couple of hours. Apparently the process doesn’t take too long. It’s just the recuperating and stabilizing. We will see you around lunch time ok?” He then smiled and turned back and headed into the hallway. The electric dragon was happy that he had his girl back, but still felt a little guilty about what he had to do. “It’s ok; I don’t think her number can be called twice in a row.” He thought to himself. “The other three girls are back luckily so that will increase Jamie’s odds of not being picked.” He remembered how Jade was caught trying to butcher up the other girls for hir own food stocks. Amy the tigress, and Royal the roo who had both unfortunately been processed by the time Ken and Dancer got to them were already recuperating in the rooms next door. Silver hadn’t been processed so they didn’t have to spend the extra resources bringing her back, and as for Jade though, the whole lab decided to give hir a second chance. Although the little hermaphrodite had clearly gone against their rules of the lotto, the labs couldn’t afford to be without their meat and needed to keep everyone fair. For Jade’s punishment though, everyone decided to give her a couple weeks longer before she was revived.
4.
Tyro walked down the hallway some more to prepare the special treat for his girl he had been saving. He had been cultivating violet roses for the past several weeks and wanted to give them to her when she awoke. The dragon smiled as he took the final rose out of its holder and placed it on a large heart shaped motif he had built over the past two weeks. The whole design was two and a half feet long and nearly a matching width. Tyro wagged his tail as he was very pleased at his hard work, but then his tail hit something solid and he turned around, coming nose to nose with Jamie. “Well hello there.” She smiled and looked at him. Tyro sparked just a little bit, sending a small wave of electricity into the air from the surprise and causing all of Jamie’s hair to stand up on end. “Jamie!” The still surprised dragon exclaimed. He looked at her with a panicked but happy expression as she brushed her hair back down and gave her a hug. “Well, that’s one way to make sure I’m awake.” The skunk chuckled out. “So what do you have there?” She questioned. “It’s something I’ve been working on while you were out and about so to speak.” He turned around and picked up his gift and handed it to her. “I’m surprised just how fast these grew here.” Jamie took the bouquet and smiled at him. “Aww, it’s beautiful. You did all of this just for me?” The skunk looked over and felt each petal, each violet rose precisely placed to enhance the design, with a bold border of white roses around the entire design. The yellow dragon just looked at her and smiled. “Yes sweetie, I did. I do hope you like it.” Jamie smiled and delicately set the flower bundle on the table and gave him a big hug. “I don’t like it, I love it!” She energetically chimed and pushed him into the bed just a few steps away, intent on giving him a gift of her own.
5.
Meanwhile Amy was in Dancer’s special chambers talking to him about why he constantly changed himself female. “Well, it’s a bit of fun to play around and be able to enjoy the feminine sides of myself while knowing the formulas work for only a couple of days at a time.” The tigress looked confused for a moment and noticed the tag on his ear. “But isn’t that the lotto ear tag you have on? I thought only the girls got one of those.” Dancer smiled and drank his special elixir he had been shaking back and forth in his hand for the past couple of minutes. “And although I will genetically be a female in a few moments, they still counted me in for that, thus why I got a tag too.” Dancer set the now empty flask down on the table and felt its effects kicking in. Rapidly he started to shrink several inches as his bones became smaller and his muscles started losing their tone as well, becoming more feminine like in the process. Amy sat and watched as the transformation took place and saw two large lumps expand from his chest, causing the dragon to lose his muscular torso and changing his solid torso into a curvaceous hourglass shape. It was a good thing Dancer was also wearing pants as his genitals dismantled themselves and inverted into his body. Even the dragon’s tail started shrinking and becoming more petite. With one quick whip-like motion of the rear appendage, the tail snapped into its final shape, nearly three-quarters of its original size. Dancer slightly enjoyed the rush of estrogen the drink forced throughout his body, almost like painful orgasm as his body was rearranged.
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The dragon was now fully female, genetic in all of its regards. Dancina now looked at Amy with a smile and spoke with a much softer toned voice. “The only bad thing about this is now whenever we have the lotto, I have to be in this form until the drawing is done.” Amy looked at the altered dragon and with a puzzled tone commented: “But you weren’t when we roasted the skunk, so why this time?” Dancina took the flask she had in her hand a minute ago with a delicate hand and turned around to wash it out in the sink. Turning on the water she spoke again: “I would have been if we didn’t need the extra help for the first time drawing. But now since everyone seems to at least get the idea, it was recommended that I be in female before the lottery, which is tonight as you know.” Amy nodded and flicked at her own ear tag. “Yeah, this thing here won’t let me forget it. It’s kind of obnoxious sometimes when I shower though.” Dancina looked almost tomboyish in her male clothes that were nearly falling off of her and replied “Yeah it is.” The morphed dragon girl had to use both paws to keep her pants up by the belt loops as she walked around the other side of the counter. “Well, let’s get ready and see who’s turn it is for, I mean, to be lunch.” Dancina said, watching the tigress stand up in her low cut blue shirt top that revealed a fair amount of cleavage, and her very high cut denim shorts, which were nearly too small for the feline. “After you, little one.” Amy smirked and watched the morphed dragoness fumble with her clothes as she took the lead through the exit. The tigress chuckled a little as Dancina waddled like a midget doing everything she could to not let her clothes fall and her dignity ruined from embarrassment. The good thing with being a girl was Dancina had much sharper hearing and glared over her shoulder at the feline and growled at the chuckle at her expense.
7.
It was nearing the time and Silver looked at the clock on the wall. “Well, about ten more minutes before we draw.” She spoke out loud to herself. The dragoness recounted each one of the balls inside of the machine to make sure everyone had theirs entered, except for Jade’s number, as she would come back at the end of the month due to breaking the rules a couple of weeks prior. As she finished counting the numbers for the third time, the dining room double doors opened. The rest of the labs came in almost as one big crowd and began filtering themselves onto the benches. Sarah and Jasmine both continued to walk past Silver, Sarah to the administration section and Jasmine into the kitchen to turn on the oven, rotisserie and made sure the Jessica 3000 machine was still operational. A couple minutes later, and right on time they came back. Sarah with her handfuls of dossiers and Jasmine in her blue PVC outfit both stood next to Silver. “Ok.” Silver smiled and started up the lottery machine. “We are all ready to begin. Everyone remembers the rules, right?” Silver looked out over the cluster of furs in front of her. All of the girls she could tell were filled with anticipation, with the exception of the large naga, who seemed to be also looking at the crowd, wondering who will be next on the plate. Sarah leaned in and whispered something to her twin, bringing Silver out of her momentary stargazing look. “Oh yes, and we do have a potential new surprise.” The western dragoness rang out. “We are working on something of a contest for the girls to gain immunity from that month’s lottery. We obviously won’t be able to get it done with this time, but it is a concept in the making. It won’t be a mandatory thing to participate in, but you won’t be able to gain immunity from being served up if you don’t participate.”
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A short murmur of questions and comments rang out between everyone and several paws went into the air as some were trying to inquire. “Put your hands down, we don’t have all of the details right now, but we should before too long and can answer them then.” Silver turned her attention back to the air machine that was mixing up the names still. “Any moment now we will know who it is, just hold your horses people.” She watched as one of the balls came close to the deciding tunnel “Well looks like it might be number 609.” The males started checking the ears of the girls as Silver watched another ball ricochet and push the teetering ball down the chute. “Well it looks like it everyone.” She reached down and grabbed the circular object from its resting chamber. “Today’s winner is.” Silver paused a moment. “My mistake, our lucky winner is number 906. Who is number 906?” Silver turned around to hold the ball up for everyone to see. Amy turned to Jessica at the same time the naga turned to look at her. “It’sss thisss furball over here.” Jessica pointed to Amy and hissed out her words. Amy looked a bit surprised and scared at the same time, and let out a hissing noise of her own as all of her hair stood on end. The tigress tried to make a break for the door but Jessica tripped her up with her long tail. Ken, Sarah, Fursat, Dancina, and Tyro, jumped over their seats and the safety rail to tackle the potential runaway. Amy tried standing back up and just as she got to her feet she was pounced upon by the five other members. Tyro grabbed the tigress’ tail while Ken and Fursat each grabbed one of her ankles, followed quickly by Dancina and Sarah grabbing Amy’s wrists.
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Silver walked up to the pinned and hissing feline and knelt down. “Now why did you go and try to run away?” The dragoness spoke. “Now we won’t process you how you wanted to be.” Amy looked at Silver quite upset “You said number six zero nine was up for processing, not me!” Silver smiled and grabbed the girls hair. “Your right, but that number and your number look the same when read backwards and in reverse now don’t they? Your number was the one that actually fell through first and that’s how this system works and you know that.” Jasmine came by with Amy’s folder and stood next to Silver. “It says here Amy Ninetails wanted to be prepared like a soup while still alive, with vegetables then beheaded right before she lost consciousness. “ Silver looked at Jasmine then back at the kicking feline. “Well kitty soup does sound good; I don’t think that’s what’ll happen.” She looked back to the tan and white roo once more. “Go get the spit would you? We will be having kitty kebobs instead.” Jasmine followed the order and headed back to the kitchen while Silver explained how the crew of five were going to have to hold onto Amy so they could get the pole through. As she finished explaining Jasmine and Royal both came back – Jasmine with the requested pole, and Royal with a giant sledgehammer. “Here you go sis, I think you’ll need this too.” The black and white roo smiled with a tainted grin. Silver looked and smiled again at the captive striped girl. “Ooh, how I will enjoy this.” The dragoness spoke and motioned for everyone to get Amy into position.
10.
As everyone grabbed a tight hold on Amy’s limbs, the feline continued to try kicking free. She wasn’t exactly fond of being lunch and dinner for everyone and never thought her number would be called. She thrashed and hissed about like a psycho cat in their grip but everyone managed to retain their holds on her body. Jessica slithered over with a large heavy table and set it underneath the feline. The five furs who had ahold of her extremities set her stomach down on top while Silver bound up her arms and legs with Velcro and metal straps, exposing the tigress in a rather provocative position. As Silver exchanged each person’s grip for the bindings, the holder went to the kitchen to pick out some materials to stuff her with. After Silver tied the last restraint, she looked at Amy with a devilish grin and gently slapped her face. “Well you said you never wanted to be pregnant, but you did try running away. Fortunately for you though, we will still be stuffing you so you can feel what it is like. Sure it might hurt like hell, but I don’t think you’re in any position to stop us.” Silver leaned down and grabbed a handful of the feline’s hair and yanked it back, causing a sharp pain to run over her face as her cheeks, nose, and eye fur bent to the grip. “Don’t worry about it though, everyone will get their turn with you, you little whore.” If there was one thing Silver liked more than being cooked, it was stuffing other furries for cooking and it was showing now. Giving Amy’s head a quick thrust downward, the dragoness let go of her grip and stood back up. “I think she isn’t going anywhere.” Silver snickered and shouted to everyone, then looked back at the bound feline. “Don’t go anywhere, you’re about to have an unforgettable ride.” She then walked around the side of the table and flicked her tail, smacking the feline on the nose like a whip.
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Laying there, and no longer fussing like an infuriated animal, Amy tried to turn her head backwards to see what was going on. She could hear everyone from the kitchen talking about what to stuff her with, with the exception of Jasmine who was standing near her with the giant reinforced carbon steel rod. “What are you going to do with that?” Amy snarled out and looked at the PVC clad kangaroo. “Well darling, once everyone gets their turn stuffing you with whatever THEY want, we are going to ram this into you from crotch to mouth to make sure it stays inside, and it looks like instead of manually and gently pushing it through, that Royal is going to pound it into you forcefully with that giant mallet she has.” Jasmine snickered and snorted out her next message. “I think though, that you will enjoy being nailed like this though, even if it does break every bone in your body. You’re nothing but our meat girl right now so you really have no say. Maybe that will teach you not to try and run away. This isn’t exactly fast food you know.” Amy snarled more and flickered her tail like a whip, trying to fend off anyone she could from her exposed genitalia. Silver looked over from a few feet away and saw this, and speaking with a gently commanding tone said “I think she is ready, someone better go and catch that tail though. Royal set her hammer down on the ground and walked over to the table, fighting for a few moments before finally pinning and trapping the fuzzy tail tube in her paws. “Ok, I got it now. Let’s get this party started shall we?” Royal’s perky voice chimed out, causing everyone to grab their stuffing mixtures and line up behind the helpless meat girl.
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First up was Tyro. The yellow and black dragon cradled a bushel of wine grapes in his large paw. He had already eaten a few while he waited, but was happy to make his contribution now into the stuffing process. “Hrmm, this kind of looks like a coin slot, I wonder if these grapes would work for getting it started.” He plucked a couple of the berries from the bunch and held them like he was about to feed an arcade machine several coins in rapid succession. Tyro then pushed in the first, then second, third, and fourth grape “coins”, using his thumb to make sure each one got inside properly. Amy hissed at the cold fruit chilled her groin and writhed around her toes. “Hrmm, I think this thing is broken. Maybe it needs a little power.” Placing one hand on either of the feline’s rump cheeks, he paused for a moment before letting out a small electrical discharge. Focusing the whole force through his palms, he produced a low amp high voltage cascade, similar to a defibrillator machine and causing Amy’s body to seize up momentarily. Royal, who was also holding onto the tail still yelped out and clamped down tighter on the tigress’ tail. “Hey you jerk, don’t do that!” The kangaroo grumbled out at him. “Oops, sorry slutface.” The electric dragon snickered out. Tyro then knelt down and grabbed more grapes, of which he had set on the floor a moment prior. Grabbing several he looked back at Amy’s makeshift coin slot and used three fingers from each paw to spread out her love lips. “Hrmm, I don’t see them in there anymore. I think this silly machine took my coins.” Releasing his grip, he started to deposit the 18 other grapes that were still in his paws. As he entered the last one, he pushed the fruit cluster as far in as he could with his thumbs. “There we go, there’s my donation.” The yellow dragon smirked and stood up, giving one last slap on Amy’s rump and turning to walk away. “Here you go bro, your turn.” He said as he passed by the next in line, Dancer.
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Dancer snickered and looked at the table topped tigress. “Now now, what shall I do with you?” He growled out. The purple dragon had several cantaloupe slices in his hands as he walked up to the helpless girl. He smiled more as he placed one hand on her lower back and rubbed himself on her vulnerable split. “Let’s see if I can’t make you squirm like the little piggy you’re bound to be.” Setting his fruit slices within easy range on the table, he took the top one and placed one end just inside of the tigress’ slit and gently slid it in most of the way. Combined with the naturally slippery gel of the fruit, and the soft flesh of her uterus it was an easy task. The rinds of the makeshift fruity dildo caused Amy to widen her eyes and let out a soft moan as her clit was teased. “Ooh do you like that?” Dancer grinned and pushed the rest of the fruit in with his palm, causing the first of the three to take its final resting place in her empty womb. The dragon rubbed himself against her again, causing his manhood to visibly tent under his shorts. “Let’s see about getting these other two in there shall we?” Dancer growled out and grabbed the second and third piece and simultaneously pushed both in roughly into her crotch and causing her belly to bow out a little once all three were inside. Amy had a minor orgasm, causing a fresh fertile scent to waft through the air. This sent Dancer over the edge and he quickly took off his shorts, revealing his rather stout man member at full attention. “Well, I guess if we are going to have a fruit salad, we need some whipped toppings in there right?” The dragon used one hand to help guide his cock into her slit, then got himself into a relaxed position. Once he was partially inside of her, he doubled over on top of her and began pounding himself into her helpless womanhood. Being the large dragon he was, with each pound he caused the table to move back and forth. Within short order he felt his own pleasure waves building, and then with one purposeful thrust, planted his hips as far as he could inside of her and released. Normally Dancer could last several hours, but not getting any action for a while left him rather pent up and as his man dam broke, it released quite the disproportionally large load into the meat girl. Resting for a moment and making sure he was empty; the dragon pulled his shaft out of her and grinned, grabbing both of her ass cheeks and shaking the feline roughly. “Now just got to shake it up and make sure everything is evenly coated in there before I pass you to the next one.” He shook her hard for several seconds and Amy could feel his slime and the fruit contorting around inside of her. “There we go. Ok, who’s next?”
14.
As everyone else took turns stuffing and fucking the rather unwilling meat girl, her belly grew with each new fruit addition. She now knew what it felt like to be a fruit salad bowl but she couldn’t seem to force any of the invaders out of her. Her legs were stretched out in such a way that she couldn’t get a good excrement push to help alleviate her bloating and pain. “There we go now.” Silver walked back up to the front of the re-infuriated feline. “Are you ready for the final piece?” Amy tried snarling, but her belly contents were pushing too far into her diaphragm for her to get a full breath that was needed. “Yeah, I think she is ready. Jas, go get on your Morgan outfit and get the oven going. This one is bound to produce quite the kitty rum for us. Royal, bring that pole around here, it’s time we get this bitch meat into the grill.” Everyone headed off for their positions, but Dancer, Ken, Sarah X, and Fursat all set one knee up as Silver brought the carbide pole around.”
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“Ok let’s make sure this is done right so we don’t ruin the meat too badly.” Silver laid the pole down between everyone’s bodies, while Dancer, who was closest to their prey victim, adjusted the tapered end so it was partially inside Amy’s violated love lips. “Ok sis, good to go.” He chirped out. Amy tried to protest but couldn’t get enough air to say anything. The rainbow dragoness picked up the sledgehammer that Royal had brought in at the start and began taking up a sort of golfer’s stance. Giving the flat end of the rod a couple of taps, which naturally caused it rod to penetrate just that much further into the stuffed tigress, Silver smirked and drew her mallet back to give a harder tap. Amy’s eyes widened as far as they could as she felt the business end of her smooth steel lover poke directly into her cervix. Her funnel like organ slightly wrapped around the pointy end almost like a hug. “Ok, here we go kitty face. Brace yourself.” Silver brought back to a full swing and made a powerful hit with the flat end. In one excruciatingly painful moment, the rod forced its way through Amy’s tight cervix hole, which gave way like fleshy water to the rod, followed by an almost instantaneous piercing through her mother stomach and stopped approximately under her sternum. The tigress’ tail flickered up for only a moment at the jolt of pain, and then fell limp like a wet noodle as the pain subsided. “Ok kitty, you might want to open your mouth so we don’t break any of your teeth in this next swing.” Silver shouted to her victim.
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Silver paused for a moment as Ken and Sarah stood up, now no longer needed to keep the rod steady. They both walked away to prepare the dinner table and Silver took a few steps closer. She lined up the hammer and swung again, causing both a ping of metal on metal and a sickening crunching noise of bones breaking to be heard as the rod drove it’s self through the feline’s rib cage, throat and out her mouth. Amy was in shock as she saw the semi blunt end about two feet in front of her face and knew that she wasn’t going to go anywhere if she wanted. Silver set the hammer down and motioned for her brother to help with the next part. They each took turns untying first the left leg, then the right leg and attaching them a new meat spreader apparatus. Jasmine had designed this one specifically for roasting larger prey in the oven so they would cook more evenly than simply being bound to the pole. Once the lock was in place, they simultaneously took one of the tigress’ hands and folded them behind her back. Jasmine, who had now fully changed into her pirate costume for this occasion came out wheeling a large cart with two poles, each with a Y-shaped end. “Ok, she’s ready to go. “ Dancer smiled to himself and looked over the racked up tigress. “Man, if she didn’t have that rod stuck up her crotch, I’d have to empty into her again.” He smirked and copped a feel of the feline’s breasts. “Make sure to save me at least one of these ok?” He purred out loud. “I had some of Jamie’s before, and I’d like another.” And then watched as Amy was carted off to cook for several hours.
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After much deliberation, I figured where I cut off the story was the best part to lead it into the picture.
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\n\t\t\t\t\tdjtigerall others mentioned in the story are (c) to their respective players.