"strip bottle story"
By robblu (https://pastebin.com/u/robblu)

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Created on: Thursday 23rd of June 2016 10:07:53 PM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 03:34:09 AM UTC


Megan and Sarah are having a sleep over at their friend, Amelia's house. Bored they ask Amelia's Mother for a fun game to play. Mom had forgotten to stop by the grocery store and a fun idea popped into her head. She suggests a friendly game of strip bottle. A simple game where by you would spin a bottle. Each time the bottle landed pointing at you, you removed an article of clothing and had to spin the bottle again. Repeat until one of the three was left nude, who ever was nude became meat and would be used in tonight's dinner!

They agreed, quickly grabbing a bottle before dashing upstairs to Amelia's room to begin their game. It wasn't long before Megan was down to only her socks, Sarah her underwear, and Amelia who had lost only her pants! Things weren't looking good for Megan as the bottle spun with Mom peeking in. Licking her lips as she eyed up tonight's possible meat!

With a supersizing turn of events Amelia ends up losing all her cloths becoming the meat for tonight's dinner! It was almost funny to watch as the bottle continued to land on her again and again with Megan being one spin away from taking her place. Thought it was only fair that Amelia should be the meat, right? She was the host and it wouldn't be right if one of her guests ended up on the table, right?

Amelia didn't think so, but it didn't really mater what she though as she was meat now and meat doesn't get an opinion. Megan and Sarah waved goodbye to the meat in good gesture, as it was once a good friend of theirs. Wiggling on the platter as it was slowly slide into the over. The meat pleaded with puppy dog eyes to the woman once its mother to be set free. Mom didn't care though and as the door to the oven closed. 

The heat of the oven wrapping around, Amelia finally accepted her fate.
As meat.

Many hours later, the house fulled with the smell of roasting Amelia. The girls Gathered around the table to feast on the food their friend's mother had cooked. Their mouths watered as the meat was place on the dinning room table. They had forgotten to put their on cloth's back on. Though it was not as if it mattered, in fact. Mom preferred if they would finish removing their cloths for later.

The weekend was only just starting you know, and she had to think about dinner for Saturday and Sunday!