The First Hunt

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THE FIRST HUNT

PROLOGUE

   Lana licked her lips in anticipation.  This was more fun that she originally thought and will be even in more fun during hopefully the next few hours.  She really couldn’t wait and was started to get wet between her legs.  I wondered if the rest of the girls are the same, she thought.
   Suddenly she heard a rustling of branches and knelt on one knee.  The tranquiller rifle went up and she looked down the scope.  Nearly a minute went by, and she saw the quarry.  He looked around with fear on his face never knowing what was coming not only in the next few seconds but in the coming evening.  Lana’s trigger finger went to the trigger guard as she smiled an evil smile.
   The quarry heard a pop and turned to run just as he felt the dart hit him.  Lana saw him started to run, then stumbled and then fell over in the grass.
   Got him she thought as she stood up and walked over to her downed quarry and recovered the dart which went into a pocket on her hunting jacket.  She was smiling like a Cheshire cat who had caught its prey.  She took out a walkie talkie and pressed the sent button “Got him ladies.”  She smiled again looking down at her prey, “I’m at the east end of the wood…..” she looked up to see barely the large estate house’s roof, “not far from the house.  I will set up a fare if you like.”
   “That’s okay Lana and well down.”  Answered the host of the estate which the hunt and later the dinner was going to be held.  “I will bring the camera so you can have the picture taken with the stag before we take him back to the kitchen.”
   “Cool.”  All Lana said as she set up a blue flare.

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THE FIRST HUNT

PART ONE

   A year earlier after a new band called Longpig And The Femcans came out, there was a lot of interest, from the female cannibal fetish community and Lana had an intriguing email from one Lady Snark who claimed that she was a femcan as well and loved Lana’s band’s music and website.  At first, she wasn’t too sure whether believed anything Lady Snark said.  Well, there was a lot of weird men out, either pretend to be women online, scammers, or men who just say, “eat me” or “eat my dick” and just have dick pics as avatars.
   But as Lana corresponded with Lady Snark via email and then later on the webcam, she quickly realised that she was a real person and a huge fan of not only Longpig $ The Femcans but also of the femcan and femdom communities.  Also Lady Snark had an large estate in Scotland that she owned and loved hunting.  She also had a fetish for hunting humans and had somehow combined the two loves, femcan and human hunting, mostly in artwork, manips and stories.
   At some point in their friendship, they had talked about this fantasy of not just hunting humans, but men and then cooking and eating them.  Lana was surprised but happy to hear that Lady Snark’s personal chef was brought up as a butcher before going into being a chef and also had an interest in the femcan fetish.  So Lady Snark had a proposal for the Langpig & The Femcan band.  Why not come over for a tour which with some dates in some cities in Britain at private BD&SM clubs that Lady Snark knew for the cannibal fetish community and the band could stay at her estate at the beginning and end of the tour.  She would even pay for it all.
   Lana nearly said no to her friend for paying it all but after a few minutes agreed.  She couldn’t wait until she told the rest of the girls.  And Lady Snark said that she would set up a bit of fun for the weekend before the band went home to Canada as well but didn’t want to say anything else to spoil the surprise.
   So, months later and Longpig & The Femcans toured a small selection of BD&SM clubs in Britain and the cannibal fetish community, especially the femcan fans, not only loved the music but also the band who became popular.  The gigs were advertised online on certain websites like Pulptoon as well as Cannibalplanetearth. 
   The band loved every minute as well and not just the tour, but from the moment they landed in Scotland, they were taken to Lady Snark’s estate and were treated like royalty by the servants that she picked up as a Lifestyle Dominatrix.  Most of the servants were either men or sissies and only a few of the top jobs, such as chef, head gardener, etc were women and were in fully charge of the estate.
   The estate house was quite big, had a lot of bedrooms, a stable which was split into 2 types of stables.  One for the horses and one for the ponyboys, men who were treated almost like horses, which shocked the band, but they were assured that the ponies were very carefully taken of.  At the end of the stable was a closed off area which had a simple black on white sign which just said STAG.
   “What’s in there?” said the drummer of the band.
   “Aaaaahhhhh, now we have come to the surprise.”  Answered Lady Snark.  “As you well know, I have always had a fantasy of not just cooking and eating men but to hunt them as well.”
   The band nodded.
   “Well, I had a very simple though.  Why not actually do it.”
   “Erm, do what?”  Asked Luna who wasn’t too sure what was coming but had a suspicion.
   “Hunting a man, preparing him for dinner and then eat him silly.”  Smiled the lady of the manor.
   The band members looked very startled and started to speak.
   “Oh, come on ladies, don’t tell me you haven’t actually about it, and I mean really thought about cooking and eating a man.”
   Lana spoke up this time for the rest of the band, “Erm no.  We don’t even know HOW to cook a man and if as you say we hunt a man, then it would be a bit too weird that they will look to human, and we will just be put off.”  The rest of the band nodded.
   “Ah a very good point there.”  Lady Snark put up a finger.  “But I thought of that.  In fact, I had a male servant who had a similar fantasy as me and when we talked about that fantasy, we both came up with an idea. “.  The door swung open, and the band looked in the small room.
   “Come here dear and let the ladies see you.”
   At first no-one could see as it was a bit dark with just a window about 2 feet high letting in the only light.  The girls heard some rustling of hay and then they saw a very strange creature.
   “Ladies,” said Lady Stark, “let me introduce to you, our prey.  The world’s first human stag.”
   The band just looked puzzled at each other.  Human stag?  What on earth?  Then they saw it.  A human body which looked almost like a deer….no a stag with small antlers on its head, hoofs instead of hands, ankle boots and a fur mask with eye holes with human eyes looking at them.
   “Now let’s go into the Drawing Room for coffee and tea and let me explain what’s going to happen tomorrow shall I.”
   And with that the door was shut and locked.
   
 
   Within the next hour or so, the band heard that the costume that the “stag” was really fake fur, which was designed for a costume party for a friend of Lady Snark.  And on the morrow, the “stag” would be let loose in the wood that she owned and was part of her estate.  She and the band will then hunt and use tranquilizers to shoot the “stag”.  A photo will be taken of with the captured “stag” and whoever caught it.  Then they would carry it back to the kitchen, where the chef would butcher the “stag”, prepare, cook and serve it for their Sunday dinner.
   At first the band were shocked and wanted to leave immediately but during the rest of the evening, they talked and talked about it and asked Lady Snark about the man in the costume. 
   Lady Snark spoke as the “stag” was not a man or an animal and she suggested that they do the same.  As for who the “stag” was, well he used to be that male servant who had that same fantasy of Lady Snark’s, being hunted and eaten by women but wanted to be treated and seen as an animal and not a human, hence the costume and why Lady Snark and even the women and male servants called him, it and the stag. 
   The band members tried among themselves to talk about hunting the “stag” and eating him…no it and such and after a while they started to realise that they were not only calling the stag it but also were looking forward to the hunt tomorrow and so went to bed after midnight.
   So just before midday, the stag was released in the wood and released and was told not to make it easy for the hunters.  During some lunch, Lady Snark showed the band how to use the tranquilizer dart rifles and told them that they will be split up in the wood in small areas for them to hunt and the person who shoots and captures the stag will get a picture taken with the captured stag as a memento before carrying the stag back for dinner.   The band just giggled away madly.  Lady Snark just smiled and noticed that Luna was also smiling. 
   Can’t blame them she thought.  This was the first part of her long-term plan.  A plan that she won’t tell Longpig & The Femcans all of it but eventually suggest a few things over the coming years.
   So now the hunt was on.

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THE FIRST HUNT

PART TWO

   Couple of hours later and Lady Snark took a picture of Luna and her catch, the stag who was strung upside down, with its hoofs behind it’s back.  The whole band also had photo taken with the stag.  It would make a perfect album cover thought Luna.  A bag with several poles which slotted into each other provided a means to tie the stag to it and the triumphant huntresses were walking back to the house, each person taking turns carrying their dinner and Lady Snark taking pictures of them.
   The stag was carried into the kitchen with a lot of giggling and smiles.  The chef heard the commotion and came to see and was staring to smile at once.  She knew what Lady Snark’s long-term plan was and was very pleased at this start of it.  She always had this fantasy of preparing a man for eating and it was just luck that she was employed by Lady Snark who was also please to find someone with the exact same fetish as herself.  She directed couple of kitchen sissy wrenches to carry the stag into the processing area which was marked out earlier that day and got ready. 
   Lady Snark and the band walked out of the kitchen and went to their rooms to have a shower and change.  About an hour later, the triumphant huntresses were in the Drawing Room having some afternoon coffee and tea and relaxing.  The conversation was about just one thing, the hunt.  The ladies were talking quite excited, and all didn’t really think it was strange that they hunted a male human dressed as a stag.  If anyone came into the room not knowing what they had done, they would have heard that the young women went out to hunt an actual stag and were going to have it for dinner.
   It was about 8 pm when dinner was ready and everyone went into the dining room where Lady Snark sat at one end and as the huntress who shot the stag, Lana sat at the other end with the rest of the band sat on both sides of the rectangle table.  Lady Snark look around the room to see if everything was ready and nodded to the woman who was dressed as the head butler who clapped her hands and a line of maids came into the room and put the starters in front of the diners while the butler poured some either red or white wine, depending on the preference of the diner, into their glass and then went to stand at the door that led to the kitchen, which the maids came through and walked back through.
   After the starters, first course came and then the main course was placed in front of everyone.  The main course had steaming stag meat with various vegetables, roast potatoes, Yorkshire puddings, lashings of gravy and a choice of extras such as Horse Radish and Mustard.  Finally the desert came out with various cakes, ice cream, puddings with cream or custard, cheese and biscuits with coffee and tea if needed to wash all the food down.  All of the diners marvelled at how delicious the meal, especially the meat, was and when they withdraw with stuffed and probably felt like they were pregnant with too much food back to the Drawing Room, they talked about the entire day and evening until it was quite late before retiring to bed.
   In the morning, Lady Snark met the band for breakfast and although all of the women still stuffed with the large dinner from last night, they did manage to eat some breakfast, including some of that tasty bacon which Lady Snark informed her guests was more of the stag that was cut late last night ready for cooking that morning.  The band just looked at each other and then smiled and then tucked in. 
   Sadly, it was the last day for the band who were getting ready to leave.  They were given packages with meat sandwiches with complements from Lady Snark and her chef and a promise to Lana that she would get a surprise present next week through the post.  Lana was surprised by this but said thank you anyway and went away scratching her head trying to think what this surprise present would be.  Hopefully more of that delicious meat she giggled to herself.  In the meantime, the band was given copies of the photos of the hunt and Lady Snark hoped that they would come back sometime, and the band promised that they definitely would….but only if there would be another hunt on. 
   Lady Snark just devilishly smiled at this.  She already had an eye on someone who may be suitable for such thing.
   A week later and true to her word Lady Snark’s surprise present arrived at Lana’s house.  She almost tore through the packaging excitement dancing madly in her eyes.  As she finally got through the present out of the box and cut through all of the bubble wrap, she gasped.  The present was the head of the stag that she had caught and consumed on a plaque which could be hung from the wall.  There was a letter as well that she read after sitting down.
 

Dear Lana

Thank you for coming over to Britain to tour and thank you and the band for staying at my estate to hunt.  This present is a cast of the stag that you have caught which was made before the hunt and the fur is fake but is quite realistic if I say so myself.

I hope you and your girls would like to come over again to either tour or for another hunt one day.

Yours

Lady Snark

   Lana just settles more in her comfy chair smiling and looking at the plaque remembering not just the tour but the hunt and the taste of that lovely meat and almost burped at that thought.

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EPILOGUE

   Years later in a quiet remote corner of Canada called Safe Haven, Lana triggered the tranquilizer which bedded itself into the stag who stumbled noisily through the branches into the clearing right in front of her.  She just shook her head in disappointment.  He may have done well in getting this far but he was as noisy verbally.  Oh well she though, she had better luck in the past and she knew that next year’s stag was going to be much better for her daughter’s initiation.
   The stag was carried back to the kitchen so the hunting party could have dinner.  The hunting party was made up of the now famous Longpig & The Femcan band and Lady Snark and her former chef who now worked in Safe Haven’s kitchen.
   Lady Snark took her time to lay out her long-term plan to the band and to the cannibplanetearth website bit by bit and Safe Haven was a reality and not just a fantasy.  Every year a male who wanted to be cooked and eaten would be told that they were chosen to dress up in a stag type costume and then hunted.  When caught the stag then would be butchered in the kitchen and prepared for food for the entire Safe Haven femcan community living there.  A cast of the head which would be taken before the hunt would be given to the huntress who tranquilized the stag and Lana had 5 now, all around on her living room walls.
   The recruitment for both femcans and human animals was done in a very thorough and almost exhausting checks just in case law enforcement agencies or mentally unstable people wanted to sneak in.  Also, scammers were carefully weeded out through the checking and only then only a small group would meet eventually at a Canadian international airport and then board a private jet and travel to a private airstrip, not far from Safe Haven.
   There were more male human animals than female ones femcans but that was alright as Safe Haven couldn’t really expand too quickly.  The human animals were split into categories.  These were classed as pets.  Milk and food livestock were called hucows and hubulls. 
 
   The pets were mostly hudogs (mostly male), a few hucats (mostly female) who had to wear collars with their new pet names and were sold at the human pet shop.  The hudogs could be walked either on 2 legs or on all fours depending on their owners and had to be leashed outside.  The ponies were also sold and kept at the stables and were also given new names by their owners.  They could be used to pull small 1 or 2 person carriages and inside the show hall they could be ridden on their backs. 
   Both of the milking hucows provided fresh milk, while the hubulls were used as meat, although some were carefully selected to be “milked” so the femcans could use the special “milk” (sperm) for IVF treatment instead of having sex with any of the male slaves.  Once the mlking hucows and hubulls got too old for milking, they were sent to the butchers to provide more meat. 
   The other kind of food livestock were the female and male longpigs who were fattened up and sent to the butchers when and if they were needed.  The milking and food livestock were given numbers like HC072 (hucow), hb072 (hubull, FLP72 (female longpig) or MLP072 (male longpig) to indicate what they were although the farmers gave them the usual cow and pig names like Daisy, buttercup, etc.
   There were also submissives, both male and female who were considered servants or slaves.  Some of them were sissies, who went to into a deportment school where they got trained as maids or secretaries for any of the femcans who wanted to employ them.
   Outside of Safe Haven, no one knew what was going on and the Femcans were slowly spreading all over the world getting in politics and even starting up new places like Safe Haven throughout the world.  It might take years, decades, even a century or two but the Femcans would eventually plan and execute a takeover of the world and save it from over population and extreme climate change.

THE END…..
OR IS IT?