"Marinette and Adriana Platter"
By robblu (https://pastebin.com/u/robblu)

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Created on: Monday 23rd of March 2020 07:34:34 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:03:05 AM UTC


Marinette and Adriana Platter
Tags: Miraculous Ladybug, Snuff, Decapitation, Romantic, Willing, Consensual, F/F, Cooking, Complete.
This one is a bit different because the sex and gender of the love interest were changed to a woman so that I'd be comfortable writing them both snuffed. Also, the College here is a College in the American Sense, not the French one.
 
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Marinette looked over at Adriana as the cute blonde model from her class lay on the counter across the aisle from her. She couldn't believe that they were doing this together. Being prepared, being cook into the same meal, the same party? It was...
 
Marinette blushed deeply as she shot a look at her fellow volunteer.
 
It was so, romantic!
 
Marinette had been fantasizing about Adriana Agreste since before the blonde joined their class at Collège Françoise Dupont. Adriana was her first celebrity crush, the cute blonde model was just so... driven and incredible! How could anyone keep from falling for her when she graced the buses and walls of Paris, looking so... sad in her photo shoots and advertisements? Marinette certainly couldn't help herself!
 
Her fantasies had been simple, sharing a kiss, hugging, going on dates... Maybe... maybe more? But at first she really didn't know Adriana well enough to really fantasize properly. Sure Marinette had the occasional... wet dream. But for the most part her fantasies were... pure.
 
That had only lasted until Adriana had joined their class. Marinette was constantly tongue tied in front of the gorgeous teen model, but the mere presence of her crush was fueling her imagination in the wildest ways. It wasn't just marriage fantasies anymore, she stared at Adriana in class imagining what it would be like to have sex with the other girl, what their wedding night would be like, what living with her would be like, and... after Sabrina Raincomprix volunteered as the main course for Chloé Bourgeois' birthday party several months ago, Marinette had even been thinking about what it would be like to take her place. To have Adriana eat her... or, to eat Adriana, or... Most romantically of all! What if... she and Adriana were cooked and served together!? There really was nothing more romantic than when two people became one meal together. And... honestly? As much as her earlier fantasies had turned her on? It was the idea of not just watching Adriana become meat, but being turned into meat herself at the same time, that really made Marinette cum when she touched herself at night.
 
Now, watching as the chefs removed the flesh and muscle covering Adriana's abdomen and internal organs, Marinette couldn't think of a sexier sight! They'd already worked on Marinette, leaving everything from her ribs to her pelvis exposed to the hot air of the kitchen. They'd taken all her organs out one by one as Adriana watched, smiling and touching her breast and sex as she watched Marinette become food right before her eyes. Marinette's organs had been removed to be ground up into dumpling fillings, her legs taken from her for carpaccio.
 
It was a lot of meat, but Marinette wanted everyone in the class to get their fill of her and Adriana. Hopefully, between the two of them, there would be enough for everyone.
 
The Chefs were clearing out the last bits from Adriana's abdomen now. She could see Alya's mom slicing Adriana's ovaries free, one after another. They were going to be crushed in a bowl with Marinette's own and turned into a sauce that would be drizzled over the platter of carpaccio. The meat from both their legs mingled together indistinguishable from each other save for subtle changes in taste. The sauce made from both their ovaries drizzled on top their meat to add even more flavor to the dish.
 
Marinette smiled. The sauce was Adriana's idea, and in a way, it was almost like their child, wasn't it? Their eggs blended together into a symphony of flavor to make something new, a blend of the both of them!
 
Adriana was clearly enjoying herself as the chefs harvested her. Her pussy was quivering in ecstasy as they slowly sliced off her womb, her eyes rolling back into her head as she came, not from the physical sensation so much as from the mental journey from girl to meat.
 
Marinette could tell the difference, after all, it hadn't even been ten minutes since she was the same situation as her love.
 
Marinette's heart raced as she remembered everything that went into bringing her and Adriana to this moment together; this wonderful union of taste and love that would seal them together as one until the end of time, turning them from a pair of girls into a single beautiful girlmeat party spread.
 
Ever since she'd tasted Sabrina at Chloé's birthday party she'd been thinking of how sexy and romantic girlmeat was. Not just imagining it, but thinking about it, planning it out! She'd taken to doodling pictures and recipes in her notebook during class and even using her laptop to create an advertisement for a girlmeat party with her and Adriana on the menu using pictures from a nude photoshoot by her love, and with Alya taking pictures of Marinette's own naked body to match them. She'd never planned to bring them to school with her, but her printer at home was broken, and she couldn't wait to get a new one to see the results of her work. She printed the poster out at school and hit it in her backpack, fleeing the computer room in her haste to hide the evidence and not even remembering to zip up her backpack.
 
Running headlong into Adriana seemed like the absolute worst thing that could have possibly happened to her, especially when the flyer she had made flew free from her backpack and right into her crush's pretty hands.
 
Adriana's face flushed crimson as she saw the pictures on the page; the advertisement for the party planned using her meat. She looked up at Marinette and asked in a nervous voice “is this what you want?”
 
It was. Marinette couldn't manage to explain, her voice was locked up, so she just nodded, blushing.
 
“How about next Tuesday?” Adriana asked. “I think I can set everything up by then...”
 
Marinette's heart was racing. She didn't know what to say, what Adriana felt. Did she really want this? To become meat with her? It was a big step. A final step. It was almost like a marriage in a way. No, it was more than a marriage. You could always get divorced after you were married, but once your were served you couldn't get uneaten. It was a big step, and it wasn't something anyone would suggest they do with someone they didn't care about!
 
The knowledge that Adriana felt the same way warmed Marinette's heart, and calmed her nerves enough for her to speak. “Tuesday is... I can do Tuesday,” Marinette managed to stutter out. Her parents knew about her crush and she was sure they'd agree to let her go through with this. They'd be sad to lose her of course, but they wouldn't stop her from something like this. Not when it was like every dream she'd ever had was coming true.
 
And now they were being prepared together!
 
Adriana had already come down from her orgasm and the chefs were beginning to load her up with the dumplings made from Marinette's meat, the dough entrapping the tender girlmeat inside them was made from bonemeal taken from Adriana's legs. No dish in the feast ahead would be made without ingredients from both of them. They were closer than even lovers now, and she hoped that everyone in their class would be able to taste her love for Adriana, as well as, Marinette hoped, Adriana's love for her in return. That was the saying, wasn't it? That a pair of lovers made the sweetest dishes?
 
Once Adriana was completely stuffed with Marinette-meat dumplings, the chefs brought out the section of Adriana's abdomen that they had carved away and placed it gently back atop the legless girl, hiding the bounty inside her. With a deft hand, they sewed her belly back on with basting twine, and began to cover her flat and somewhat sunken stomach with slices of girlmeat Carpaccio, alternating between Marinette-meat and Adriana's own meat with each slice placed down upon the blonde.
 
Marinette gazed on devotedly as her fellow ingredient was covered in a mixture of their meat. “You look beautiful, Adriana,” Marinette offered.
 
 
Adriana looked back, the blue-haired girl was emptied out, the muscles of her stomach set aside. Her sex was flush and plump, clearly visible without her legs in the way. In every way Marinette looked just like the incredible ingredient she was. Adriana smiled, she had always had a bit of a crush on Marinette, but she hadn't ever thought about going this far for it until she saw the other girl's plans.
 
"You look lovely too, Marinette," Adriana agreed smiling softly. "I'm sure that you will taste wonderful once the cooks finish with us."
 
"Not as wonderful as you, Adriana," Marinette replied as the cooks began to fill her empty belly with steamed meat buns. The meat taken from the girl across the way from her and cooked with flour made from Marinette's own bones.
 
Adriana watched as Marinette was filled up with the meat buns, the lovely mixtures of ingredients sourced from the two girls we're almost like their children. And as they filled Marinette's belly, it was almost as if her body was swelling with the fruit of their union.
 
The cooks placed Marinette's severed muscles and belly atop the cache of meat buns, sewing her up with basting twine. The feeling of the needle and the rough twine coursing through her body over and over did amazing things to Marinette's face; causing her to squirm and wince cutely as she gazed at Adriana. And soon enough the other girl was completely sewn up.
 
Adriana smiled as the cooks began to lay out the thin slices of meat that made up the carpaccio. Drizzling them with gravy made from the leftover meat that could not be fitted into the buns. It left Marinette looking shiny and slick like a platter filled with delicious delicacies. Marinette's breasts were covered with carpaccio as well, her cute pink nipples poking out from within the circle of sliced meat. Marinette look like a dream, like the perfect platter of meat and sundries that The posters Marinette had created had promised.
 
As the cooks finished with both of their bodies, both Marinette and Adriana were lifted onto a large platter and covered with a silver dome. In the darkness beneath the dome they could feel themselves being carried over to a cart. Adriana couldn't resist leaning over to kiss her lover. Though they had never touched each other's bodies, what could they be but lovers?
 
The sweet taste of Marinette's lips filled her mouth. Marinette moaned and melted into her armless embrace clearly responding to her feelings. Yes. They were more than lovers now. They were dinner together. Inexorably linked, they had gone from two separate people to one one single existence.
 
 
The cart rumbled beneath their bodies, but neither girl broke their lip locked embrace. On and on their kiss continued until finally the rumbling of the platter beneath them stopped and they felt themselves lifted up onto a table. Their liplock didn't break at all as the silver cloche keeping them in darkness was picked up and set aside, revealing them to the eager eyes of their classmates.
 
“Oh wow!” came Alya's voice. “They're kissing! I never thought Marinette would get the nerve to actually kiss her! You go girl!”
 
Marinette blushed at the praise as she broke the kiss and Adriana was too wrapped up in how pretty the other half of her meal looked o make out more than the faint murmurings of praise of their classmates.
 
“Ah...” Marinette blushed. “There's carpaccio, and... if you reach inside, we're stuffed with meat buns and dumplings...” Marinette looked away towards Adriana, drawing strength from her reassuring gaze. “I- I hope you enjoy us...”
 
The class lined up immediately, and Marinette could feel the tines of theor forks scraping against her body as they took some gravy drizzled carpaccio from the living serving platter that she had now become. Occasionally, one of her classmates poked too hard, breaking her skin, but that was fine, if Marinette had still been a person it would have been wrong, but since the blue-haired girl was meat now, it was just an honest mistake and there was no need to even complain about it. She watched the carpaccio that she and her lover had contributed to as it vanished from her body, scooped up from her breasts and belly to leave nothing but a wet and slightly greasy memory of her union with Adriana. Adriana hadn't fared that much better once Marinette's supply of carpaccio ran out.
 
“They really love our meat don't they?” Marinette asked, the blonde next to her.
 
“They do,” Adriana nodded. “It must be because you're so cute and tasty,” the blonde smiled.
 
“No way!” Marinette replied, her eyes wide, “you're a supermodel! It's clear your meat is the better choice!”
 
Adriana laughed. “No way, your innocent charm and inner beauty shines through in everything you do Marinette. How could your meat be any different?” Adriana asked, and Marinette could only blush in response.
 
“Thank you, Adriana,” Marinette replied. “For doing this with me. I'm glad we're being eaten together.”
 
“Me too Marinette,” Adriana agreed as the last of the Carpaccio was taken from her body, leaving a slick and wonderful shine on her virginal flesh. No one had tried the bounty within their bodies yet, but it was almost time to do so, now that the carpaccio was gone.
 
The chefs returned, and with a single snip, they cut the twine that kept Marinette and her lover in one, well, almost one piece, and began to pull the twin through the holes they sewed. The pain was there, and it hurt, a lot, but Marinette refused to cry out. Her eyes were locked on Adriana. They were meat now, and part of being a dinner was making sure that those dining had a pleasant experience. No one wanted to hear a screaming girl, yelping in pain as they enjoyed their meal. Adriana's eyes were full of sympathy and support, and somehow, Marinette managed to make it though the ordeal until the chefs lifted up her belly exposing the still warm steamed meat buns inside her. Marinette watched as her belly was taken back into the kitchen for the next stage. Stir fry, she thought she remembered, but it wasn't important. Marinette knew she wouldn't be around to remember it. She wasn't going to last all that much longer, and meat shouldn't be too worried how it was prepared, only that it tasted good.
 
Now it was her turn to send support to Adriana as the blonde girl's belly was untied and the twine was pulled out of her. Marinette leaned in, capturing Adriana's soft lips in her own. The Blonde was a vision of perfection, and Marinette knew that their heads were going to be preserved by Alya as part of an art project she was submitting for her final grade. Alya wouldn't tell her what she had planned, wanting it to be a surprise for after they were served and not wanting it to distract her from her big day. A part of Marinette wanted to object, saying that there was no way that she'd be able to hear after she died, but Alya was adamant, and even though there wasn't any scientific evidence that people lived on in their flesh after they died, it was a pretty widely held belief. Even Marinette herself felt it, knowing that she and Adriana would live on in their classmates together after they were eaten, serving to nourish and help out their friends as a air for eternity; so Marinette didn't raise too much of a fuss.
 
Now that their bellies were no longer in the way, their classmates descended en masse, reaching inside Marinette and Adriana to plunder the goodies inside their bodies, slowly emptying them out. Marinette watched, a smile on her face as her classmates enjoyed and savored their bounty, moaning and smiling as they bit into the dough wrapped bundles of girlmeat.
 
Marinette loved watching as her classmates swallowed the food that had been made from her and her lover, watching them enjoy her, swallow her and savor their meal together, chatting with each other and enjoying the party. She and Adriana were important, essential to the party really! But in the end of the day? They were just food, and you talked to friends at a party, not the food. She turned to her fellow platter. Adriana was clearly fading, her eyes had lost a little of their luster, but the smile on her face was just as bright as when she first saw Marinette undress for their endeavor. She was taking the final step to transition from girl to meat and Marinette wanted very much to join her.
 
Before Marinette could call attention to Adriana's plight, the chefs were there with their cleavers, and Marinette knew that it was time for her and Adriana to finally make the last step from meatgirl, to girlmeat.
 
Idly, Marinette wondered what will happen to them next as the last of the meat buns and dumplings were taken from their plundered bodies. Who would get to eat the succulent meat of their pussies? What would happen to their ribs? What exactly was Alya going to do with their heads once she had them?
 
But none of that really mattered did it? Not for meat like they were.
 
Marinette leaned in to capture her lover's lips as the chefs readied themselves to take their heads and place them on the table. Her eyes locked on Adriana and she could feel the other girl's lips turn into a smile beneath her own.
 
With an audible swing, the cleavers came down almost as one, and Marinette and Adriana's heads fell free from their necks. Marinette grasped with her tongue, taking hold of Adriana's own weakened mouth and struuggling to pull the two together as they bounced. She didn't want to break their kiss. Not for anything. Their last moments should be together. With a thud, they landed, but Marinette kept hold. She could feel the last bit of life leave Adriana's head as the blonde went limp, settling against the platter; but it didn't matter. Their kiss hadn't broken. They'd stayed together, despite the odds.
 
Marinette could feel the other side welcoming her. It felt like Adriana, her warmth and love. She was beckoning her to join her. And Marinette had no reason to resist. She'd done her job. Fulfilled her destiny. She was meat, and meat didn't need to be alive to serve its purpose.
 
With a smile on her face, Marinette closed her eyes and slipped away; just in time for the Alya to grab the last meat bun unnoticed from the blue-girl's belly.
 
A few minutes later, the cart was wheeled back into the kitchen and the two girls turned into all sorts of savory delicacies, soups and steaks and sauces.
 
Neither girl had lived to see it; but neither needed to. They were meat now, and as meat, their only remaining purpose was to taste wonderful. And from the lavish praise that their classmates laid upon the meal that Marinette and Adriana became? They had more than just fulfilled it.
 
The End