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General Discussion / Re: Would You Back Out of Being Eaten by FemCans
« on: September 02, 2021, 02:58:47 AM »
I am interested only in being hanged, cooked, and eaten in my fantasies, so in my fantasies, no, I would not back out.
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General Discussion / Re: How do you want be cooked and by whom?
« on: September 02, 2021, 02:51:25 AM »Oven roasted for me I always think of how good I would look all cooked up and golden crispy brown served up for a holiday dinner or some type of event dinner
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General Discussion / Re: How do you want be cooked and by whom?
« on: September 02, 2021, 02:49:49 AM »Oven roasted for me I always think of how good I would look all cooked up and golden crispy brown served up for a holiday dinner or some type of event dinner
Excellent fantasy. Being the main course at a holiday dinner or a special banquet especially appeals to me, too. Thanks, Meatboi2. You have made my evening fantasizing even more interesting.
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General Discussion / Re: How do you want be cooked and by whom?
« on: September 02, 2021, 02:47:20 AM »
I have a few favorite ways to be cooked: The first would be to be roasted. The female (or females) start by basting my nude body all over with oil. Then I would be forced to go down on all fours in a large roasting pan. I then have to raise my ass to be stuffed mercilessly, followed by being plugged up by a huge carrot. Then she or they would slice onions, potatoes, and carrots into the pan to roast with me. Next would be to sprinkle me all over with salt and pepper. An apple would be forced into my mouth, and then into the oven I'd go!
Another would be to be stewed in a large pot. The women would gather around me, slicing potatoes etc. into the pot, stirring my stew and laugh mockingly lick their lips hungrily at me.
Spit roasting is also a hot way to be cooked! The females would baste me all over as I turned on the spit!
I would like to be roasted in a large roasting pan, too, much like the way you describe. I especially want to have an apple stuffed in my mouth as that is traditional when a meat animal is roasted whole, and I am a meat animal. Having an apple shoved in my mouth by the women who hang me, cook me, and eat me also demonstrates their complete domination over me, and I live and die to be dominated by women who hang me, cook me, and eat me, to satisfy them as they satisfy me.
Being tied to a stake in a large pot and stewed also appeals to me greatly. I, too, would like for the femcans to slice vegetables and tubers into the pot as I cook; to add spices and other flavorings to the pot as I cook; to mock me as they cook me; to lick their lips as they cook me; to look hungrily upon me as they cook me; to salivate as they cook me; and to make yummy sounds as they cook me, sounds that indicate their pleasure in cooking me and their anticipation of eating me. "Mmmm, you're cooking well!", "Mmmm, you look good enough to eat!", "Mmmm, I can't wait to finish cooking you so I can eat you!", "Mmmm, you look so delicious!", "Mmmm, I can tell when I poke you with a fork that you're so tender!", "Mmmm, you don't mind if I cook and eat you, do you?", and so on. Mmmm.
I am meat! I am theirs! I want them to cook me by stewing me, or they can cook my any way they want! And when I am well-cooked, I want them to eat me! Mmmm!
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General Discussion / Re: How do you want be cooked and by whom?
« on: September 02, 2021, 02:43:05 AM »... By a young Male, a young guy learning how to kill or cook
I, too, fantasize about young men about my age assisting the women who hang me, cook me, and eat me. The women would be the Hangwomen & Cooks, and the men would be the Assistant Hangmen & Cooks.
Both the Hangwomen & Cooks and the Assistant Hangmen & Cooks would be dressed as I am dressed, that is, wearing white, long-sleeved, button-down, dress hanging shirts, tasteful and tasty silk hanging neckties, tasteful and tasty hanging pants, and so on. Their clothes as well as mine are central to my fantasy. The Assistant Hangmen & Cooks would as well as I also be slaves of the Hangwomen & Cooks. The Assistant Hangmen & Cooks are dominated and commanded by the Hangwomen & Cooks, and they must execute their commands swiftly, completely, accurately, professionally, and proficiently, including assisting the Hangwomen & Cooks to hang me and cook me lest they, too, find themselves on the gallows awaiting being hanged by the neck until they are dead, and then cooked and eaten, too. They help hang me and cook me so that they will not be hanged and cooked. They know that what happens to me could also happen to them, and they don't want that. They fear being hanged, prepared, cooked, and eaten, so the Assistant Hangmen & Cooks assist the Hangwomen & cooks in hanging, preparing, cooking, and eating me.
I also fantasize about being hanged, prepared, cooked, and eaten by young men about my age only with no women involved, young men whom I have decided to call Hangmen & Cooks. They are not Assistant Hangmen & Cooks because there are no Hangwomen & Cooks who command them. I would love that. I have written some stories about being hanged, cooked, and eaten by Hangmen & Cooks, and I shall share them sometime. Although I am a newbie, and although I am excited to share my stories, and although I have posted a lot lately, I do not want to post all my stories at once. But I do want to share them now that I have found this wonderful universe of cannibal fantasies.
And I would not mind being hanged, prepared, cooked, and eaten by men just as I would not mind being hanged, prepared, cooked and eaten by women. Indeed, I would love that. I exist to serve them and to be served as cooked meat by them as dinner at one of their cannibalistic, meat-eating orgies. No meat is better than man-meat, and I am honored to be man-meat for them. I hope that my man-meat is worthy, I hope that they find my man-meat hot, juicy, tasty, satisfying, and stomach-filling.
Thank you for listening to my fantasies. I hope that you find me satisfying, too.
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General Discussion / Re: How do you want be cooked and by whom?
« on: September 02, 2021, 02:32:06 AM »As long as I'm not wasted... I don't really mind. Naturally I'd like to be eaten by a single or a group of femcans. I have plenty of fantasies lol. But a little more realistically... it's up to her/them. Really not a fan of torture though and being alive while cooked is fantasy only! Seems pointless and likely to ruin what I consider to be decent meat....
An important concern. I, too, only in fantasy would enjoy being cooked alive, for I would like to share the heat of the oven and the heat of the ravenous joy felt by the women who hang me, cook me, and eat me.
I hope that I am decent meat, too. I exercise vigorously almost every day. I am very in good shape, and I am aching for my muscles to become meat for someone who is hungry, who craves man-meat, who especially craves my man-meat, and who will hang me, prepare me, cook me, and eat me to satisfy me and to satisfy themselves in all ways possible.
Thank you for listening to my fantasies. I hope that you find me satisfying, too, in all ways possible.
Please see my recent posts. Thank you.
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General Discussion / Re: How do you want be cooked and by whom?
« on: September 02, 2021, 02:20:16 AM »my first choice is roasting alive and second butchering. i want a femcan to cook me before she cook me keep and train me as a pig.my fav femcan is femcanlana.
I like the idea of being butchered, too, but I have my mind, my soul, my heart, and the rest of my body set on being cooked whole. I have long fantasized about being cooked that way. But I would not object to being butchered. Whatever the femcans choose for me is okay with me. I am meat. I am theirs. They can do to me and with me as they want. I am nothing but meat.
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General Discussion / Re: How do you want be cooked and by whom?
« on: September 02, 2021, 02:16:27 AM »
I want to be a slave dominated by a small group of women. I want them to command me, to demand that I do anything they want to them and for them, and I am honored and happy to do so, for I am nothing without them, without their commands, without their demands, without their domination, without their power of life and death over me.
I want them to indict me, to try me, to convict me, and to sentence me to death. I want to hear the Chief Hangwoman & Cook, who is also the Chief Judge, speak the words "Chuck Roast, you have been found guilty as charged. The punishment is death. You are sentenced to be hanged by the neck until you are dead, and when you are dead after you have been hanged, at the request of the ravenous cannibal Hangwomen & Cooks, you are further sentenced to be cooked and eaten."
While I am in prison awaiting my hanging, I want the Hangwomen & Cooks to dominate me and force me to work me hard so that the physical labor will help me stay in great shape, with my large muscles, my meat easily visible as muscular bulges beneath my edible skin in my arms, my legs, my chest, my abdomen, my back, my ribs, my hips, and my gluteal muscles.
Under the command, control, and supervision, of the Hangwomen & Cooks, I will perform hard labor. I will work as a slave on their farm and help them grow and harvest the fruits, and vegetables, and grains that they will use to feed me so that I will grow healthier and healthier, stronger and stronger, more and more muscular, more and more attractive, more and more desirable, more and more edible, more and more delicious, more and more ready to be hanged, cooked, and eaten. At each step along my inevitable and inescapable journey from slave, gallows, to meat, to kitchen, to oven, to table, the Hangwomen & Cooks will become even more ravenous, more frenzied, and more eager to hang me so that they can cook me and eat me. That is their ultimate goal. They are hungry female cannibals, and I am meat. My fate is sealed.
I want the Hangwomen & Cooks to make it clear to me that they own me, that they dominate me, that they have already decided my future, that they have already determined my fate, which is that I am going to be their dinner, that they are going to hang me, cook me, and eat me.
The Hangwomen & Cooks will command me to work out with weights 3 sessions/week * 2 hours/session to enhance my muscle-meat as they become even more ravenous, more frenzied, and more eager to hang me so that they can cook me and eat me to satisfy their special hunger for man-meat.
The Hangwomen & Cooks will command me to run 5-10 miles/day to make me healthier and to enhance my muscle-meat as they become even more ravenous, more frenzied, and more eager to hang me so that they cook me and eat me.
The Hangwomen & Cooks will feed me a special diet that will detoxify my body and especially my muscle-meat, a diet that will enhance my muscle-meat and its flavor.
The Hangwomen & Cooks will dominate me and command that I submit to being weighed and measured daily to track my progress as I become meatier on my inevitable and inescapable journey from slave, to gallows, to meat, to kitchen, to oven, to table.
And when the Hangwomen & Cooks determine that I am ready, and as they become more ravenous, more frenzied, and more eager to hang me so that they can cook me and eat me, I want them to dress me in special hanging clothes that they have chosen for me: a tasteful and tasty, white, long-sleeved, button-down, oxford cloth, dress hanging shirt; a tasteful and tasty, black silk hanging necktie with white stripes that presages the noose that will soon be tightened around my neck and from which I will soon be hanging; black, tasteful and tasteful, dress hanging pants; black belt, black socks, and black dress boots.
And when the Hangwomen & Cooks have dressed me in my hanging clothes, I want them ultimately to hang me, and to cook me and eat me in my hanging clothes.
I hope that I hang well, that I cook well, and that my man-meat is nutritious, healthful, delicious, satisfying, filling, and worth all their effort and my sacrifice, which I was honored and happy to make because they owned me. They commanded, me and they dominated me. I lived, and worked, and strove, and prepared, and died to serve them so that they can serve me for dinner. I wanted them to hang me, cook me, and eat me. And they did.
I want them to indict me, to try me, to convict me, and to sentence me to death. I want to hear the Chief Hangwoman & Cook, who is also the Chief Judge, speak the words "Chuck Roast, you have been found guilty as charged. The punishment is death. You are sentenced to be hanged by the neck until you are dead, and when you are dead after you have been hanged, at the request of the ravenous cannibal Hangwomen & Cooks, you are further sentenced to be cooked and eaten."
While I am in prison awaiting my hanging, I want the Hangwomen & Cooks to dominate me and force me to work me hard so that the physical labor will help me stay in great shape, with my large muscles, my meat easily visible as muscular bulges beneath my edible skin in my arms, my legs, my chest, my abdomen, my back, my ribs, my hips, and my gluteal muscles.
Under the command, control, and supervision, of the Hangwomen & Cooks, I will perform hard labor. I will work as a slave on their farm and help them grow and harvest the fruits, and vegetables, and grains that they will use to feed me so that I will grow healthier and healthier, stronger and stronger, more and more muscular, more and more attractive, more and more desirable, more and more edible, more and more delicious, more and more ready to be hanged, cooked, and eaten. At each step along my inevitable and inescapable journey from slave, gallows, to meat, to kitchen, to oven, to table, the Hangwomen & Cooks will become even more ravenous, more frenzied, and more eager to hang me so that they can cook me and eat me. That is their ultimate goal. They are hungry female cannibals, and I am meat. My fate is sealed.
I want the Hangwomen & Cooks to make it clear to me that they own me, that they dominate me, that they have already decided my future, that they have already determined my fate, which is that I am going to be their dinner, that they are going to hang me, cook me, and eat me.
The Hangwomen & Cooks will command me to work out with weights 3 sessions/week * 2 hours/session to enhance my muscle-meat as they become even more ravenous, more frenzied, and more eager to hang me so that they can cook me and eat me to satisfy their special hunger for man-meat.
The Hangwomen & Cooks will command me to run 5-10 miles/day to make me healthier and to enhance my muscle-meat as they become even more ravenous, more frenzied, and more eager to hang me so that they cook me and eat me.
The Hangwomen & Cooks will feed me a special diet that will detoxify my body and especially my muscle-meat, a diet that will enhance my muscle-meat and its flavor.
The Hangwomen & Cooks will dominate me and command that I submit to being weighed and measured daily to track my progress as I become meatier on my inevitable and inescapable journey from slave, to gallows, to meat, to kitchen, to oven, to table.
And when the Hangwomen & Cooks determine that I am ready, and as they become more ravenous, more frenzied, and more eager to hang me so that they can cook me and eat me, I want them to dress me in special hanging clothes that they have chosen for me: a tasteful and tasty, white, long-sleeved, button-down, oxford cloth, dress hanging shirt; a tasteful and tasty, black silk hanging necktie with white stripes that presages the noose that will soon be tightened around my neck and from which I will soon be hanging; black, tasteful and tasteful, dress hanging pants; black belt, black socks, and black dress boots.
And when the Hangwomen & Cooks have dressed me in my hanging clothes, I want them ultimately to hang me, and to cook me and eat me in my hanging clothes.
I hope that I hang well, that I cook well, and that my man-meat is nutritious, healthful, delicious, satisfying, filling, and worth all their effort and my sacrifice, which I was honored and happy to make because they owned me. They commanded, me and they dominated me. I lived, and worked, and strove, and prepared, and died to serve them so that they can serve me for dinner. I wanted them to hang me, cook me, and eat me. And they did.
