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Doggy Cumdumpster Excerpt by Jezebel Rose

Yang gently stirred the wok behind the counter of Welmya Restaurant. It was the middle of the night – and she was alone there. Her father, the head chef, was out doing some delivery – bringing a portion of Yang’s latest delicacy to the Queen herself. It was one of the last bits of Emily’s delicious meat she had left – and the stories of how delicious it was had reached even Nanosa’s ears – with the country’s de facto leader asking for a portion.

The fact that she was running out of girl meat was making the blue-haired chef restless. Now that Yang knew how tasty human flesh was, the spear-wielding girl had no intentions of just giving up on it – especially with how famous Emily’s corpse had been with the restaurant’s patrons. Simply stumbling upon another corpse heavy with yummy girl meat seemed very unlikely, though. But how could she go about acquiring it otherwise?

“Greetings, Yang! One huge serving of your current special, please!”

An enthusiastic yet firm voice came from the restaurant’s door – Yang turning towards its source right away. Even with how late it was, the various lanterns on the street made it easy for Yang to recognize the visitor. It was Grace – the top legal advisor in all of China. The half-Adeptus girl was wearing clothes that left plenty of her skin exposed – Yang’s eyes hanging on the lawyer’s meat-filled thighs for several seconds. The chef could feel drool forming in her mouth as she continued to stare at the pink-haired girl’s meat – the chef’s mind already seeing answers to the question she was asking herself.

“Ah, actually, give me a drink with a kick as well.”

Unaware of Yang’s hungry gaze, the lawyer yawned – then added another request to her order. She spent most of that day – and half the night, too – pursuing a particularly egregious legal case. She didn’t do it often – but that particular one had captivated her so much that she couldn’t get away from it. Now, Grace’s belly was rumbling with hunger since she had forgotten to eat all day. And she knew Yang’s meal would take care of that easily.

“Coming right up~! Take a seat and I’ll have it ready asap!”

Yang yelled out happily – gesturing to one of the bar stools located on the other side of the counter. Grace nodded, then got seated – watching curiously as the blue-haired girl began shuffling around in her kitchen.

With how late it was, the streets were empty. If Yang happened to do something to the meaty lawyer now, there’d be no witnesses. So, after a few glances outside to make sure there was no person on a nightly walk there, Yang began her work. She had an already hot meal sizzling in the wok – so she got a bowl and poured a few spoons of it inside it. Then, she backed away and reached for one of the countless jars of ingredients – adding several spoons of it to the mix. The jar had no label on it – but Yang knew precisely what it held. An extremely potent aphrodisiac – perfect for spiking the meal of someone who could provide her with countless more brand-new organic sauces. From another, she added some Electro slime goo – it was the perfect paralytic.

“Here you go!”

Yang set the bowl in front of the Adeptus, handing her a pair of chopsticks. She stuck around as Grace examined the contents of her bowl – poking around at various ingredients within it. The pink-haired girl seemed to have taken a particular interest in the chunks of meat within it – but the bites of Emily’s rump had simmered in the wok for far too long to be identifiable at all. After a moment, the lawyer girl finally took a bite of the meal – and only then did Yang begin preparing her drink.

Some Nellywoof nectar to set the drink’s base, slime condensate to give the glass great texture. Then, a Kaysee Chilis for the kick Grace wanted – and finally, a spoonful of poison. Yang’s hand shivered a little as she added it – knowing exactly how risky it was to go through with it. But the chef wanted to taste Grace’s flesh so much that she didn’t care.

“Some interesting ingredients.”

Grace commented while chewing on her meal – and Yang’s heart started to beat faster. Did Grace notice what she was doing? She couldn’t, right? The blue-haired girl just nodded in return, covering the glass up, then shaking it in her hands to mix its contents properly. When she set the glass in front of Grace, the beverage was frothy – Grace examining it for a bit as well. Yang released the breath she was holding as Grace downed a long sip of it – now, the only way to go was forward. Grace’s eyes widened as the spicy drink assaulted her taste buds – but she swallowed it nonetheless.

“How does it taste~?”

Yang inquired cheerfully.

“Spicy, but sweet. Think it’s exactly what I needed!”

Grace replied – Yang smiling as she heard that. She always loved hearing her dishes be praised.

For a moment, the chef just watched Grace eat. She knew both the things she put in the lawyer’s food would take a while to kick in. Grace’s hunger made her focus entirely on the meal – so both girls just sat there in silence for a bit. Yang kept staring at Grace throughout it – her hunger became more visible on her face and especially in her eyes. Even with the counter in between them, she could still see Grace’s midriff – the chef fantasizing about the taste of the toned flesh of her belly. Grace was showing no signs that the poison was affecting her – but her cheeks seemed to get flushed, at least. And her nipples began poking through the dark cloth of her crop top – signaling that the aphrodisiac, at least, was working as intended. The girl’s hands were starting to get jittery whenever she picked her glass up, too – so the paralytic was slowly kicking in as well.

Better to be safe than sorry, though. She should distract the future slab of meat a bit – and Yang had the perfect question for her, too!

“What’s the stance on cannibalism in our law, anyway?”

She asked casually – Grace laughing as she heard it.

“Good one! I bet since we’re all alone here, you’re thinking of eating me straight up!”

The pink-haired girl giggled – clearly taking Yang’s question as a joke. But then her expression got serious – the girl reaching for the book hanging on her hip. She pulled it onto the countertop with a loud thud – expertly flipping through its countless pages. She knew precisely what excerpt she was looking for – and she quickly found it. Then, she closed the book with a triumphant nod.

“As I thought! It’s not illegal per se. There’s just the tiny issue of killing people being most definitely illegal… But there are ways around that!”

Grace paused for a moment, coughing a few times before continuing.

“A full-fledged contract with the person you’d want to cook where they agree to get cooked and relinquish their life should do it. But really, who in their right mind would ever sign something like that? Anyway, the meal should cover the cost of this consultation~!”

With the legal counseling resolved, Grace switched back to her relaxed mode – laughing at her last two sentences, only for the laughter to turn into a small coughing fit.

“I-if you need help with an-actual case, you know -ugh- where to find m-me!”

More intense coughs shook Grace’s body as the girl reached for her chopsticks again. Her hand was shaking hard now – and the wooden sticks quickly fell from between her numb fingers. Grace stared at her hand in confusion – before suddenly dropping forward, having to push against the counter to keep herself from falling over completely.

“Do you need help?”

Yang asked warmly – approaching Grace and pushing her shoulder underneath hers.

“I do. My body feels weak. But it’s burning up at the same time, too.”

Grace explained – slowly getting off the stool – leaning against Yang as the cook helped her keep herself upright.

“Let’s have you lie down in the back, then~!”

Before helping the other Pyro wielder stumble behind the restaurant and into the storage shed behind it, Yang announced. Usually, it held the ingredients that couldn’t fit in the kitchen – but there was enough space in there for what Yang had in mind. It would shield them from the eyes of anyone passing by the restaurant, too. The chef helped Grace slide down against the wall until she was sitting – then let go of her and brought her a few sacks she could lie down on. Which the lawyer did – splayed out on the shed’s floor.

“I’ll be right back!”

Yang announced before quickly running off – letting the drugs do their work and incapacitate Grace completely. Outside, she promptly put up a ‘closed’ sign at the restaurant’s counter – she knew she wasn’t going to be there for a while. She also picked up Grit and carried him with her – wanting to share the pleasure she’d get from playing with the helpless pink-haired girl along with her companion.

Returning to the shed, Yang set her pet down – then locked the door behind her. Grace looked at her – her brow furrowed, her face red. She was breathing quickly – her relatively small chest rising up and down quickly. She couldn’t move at that point but could still feel everything that was happening to her body.

The chef quickly got to Grace – her hands tugging at the girl’s long sleeves and pulling them off her limp arms. Grace looked at her in confusion as that happened – unsure what to think of it. Yang easily unclasped her cloak – taking it off her shoulders and putting it aside. Then, as the spear wielder’s fingers slipped behind her back, quickly undoing the straps holding her top in place, the realization began to sink in for the lawyer. With the crop top loose, Yang was able to easily drag it up to Grace’s body – taking her large hat off in the process as she took it past her head.

“Really? I thought you were only interested in your food.”

Grace commented as she felt the breeze reach her bare chest – the Adeptus lawyer not bothering with a bra. Her small tits were presented to Yang nicely – their nipples painfully erect. Excited sparkles appeared in Yang’s eyes as she saw them – her hands quickly latching onto them. She squeezed down on Grace’s tits harshly, kneading them and treating them as if she was checking out the quality of meat on her table. What Grace’s breasts didn’t have in size, they had in firmness – their flesh pressing back against the chef’s fingers nicely, fighting to keep their standard shape. Yang nodded with satisfaction, satisfied with her inspection of them – before pinching Grace’s nipples to see how the girl would react. All she got out of it was a relatively weak squeal – but Yang liked that sound, nonetheless.

Satisfied with Grace’s chest, Yang moved on to Grace’s lower half. She quickly removed the belts on the man’s right hip – detaching the heavy law book she always lugged around everywhere. The straps were topped off with Grace’s Vision – so Yang set the red pendant aside carefully. With how much power Visions could grant, Yang sure didn’t want to risk anything with it. What if it somehow ruined the quality of the meat in front of her?

Then, the chef moved down Grace’s long legs – her mouth-watering as she got an up-close look at the man’s thighs. She grabbed Grace’s heeled, fluffy boots – and pulled them off her feet, one-by-one. By doing so, she was given a good view of Grace’s ankles – and the patches of white scales across them. There were some on the sides of the lawyer’s midsection, too – but her tits caught Yang’s attention there. Now, she could focus on them properly – poking at them with her fingers and dragging them across them. They felt just like a fish’s scales would – a hard surface that scratched her fingers a little. Grace’s reaction was different, though – the pink-haired girl giggling heavily as she felt the chef touch them.

“It tickles.”

She breathed out in between more laughter – the sensation was quite delightful for her.

With her curiosity satisfied, Yang returned to Grace’s hips. She undid the bowtie on the left side as well – getting the man’s skirt to come off. She pulled it down Grace’s legs – her mouth-watering as her hands passed across the lawyer’s thighs. Feeling their ample flesh against her digits excited her – soon, she’d get to dig in into it!

It took her little effort to get the skirt off at all – leaving Grace’s underwear exposed fully. The lawyer was wearing a pair of black spats – spats that hugged her privates very well. They were lacy, too – making her thighs look all the more appealing. And at the moment, they were completely soaked. The aphrodisiac Yang had fed Grace left her pussy completely leaking with her arousal – and just Yang’s fingers touching the spats lightly caused some more of it to drip through them. Yang pulled them down quickly – Grace’s swollen cunt lips puffing out a little as the tight cloth binding them down disappeared. More arousal dripped out of them as Yang pulled the spats down her legs – pouring freely onto her thighs as the chef finished stripping her.

With Gracefully in the nude, the chef eyed her up again – licking her lips hungrily while starting freely at her thighs and drenched snatch. Furthermore, she licked her lips, cleaning the saliva gathering in her mouth and swallowing it a few times – before stepping to the side for a moment. She took an empty jar off one of the shelves – as well as a funnel.

Kneeling next to Grace, Yang shoved the pot in between her thighs – getting it stuck between two slabs of firm thigh meat. Then, Yang pushed the funnel into the girl’s pussy – plenty of girl cum already squirting out of it. Grace couldn’t help but moan at the sensation, too – the cold metal pressing against her sensitive flesh was very stimulating. Especially with her high on aphrodisiac, too. Her spunk gushed into the funnel – and through it, into the jar. This setup allowed Yang to harvest the girl’s love juices quickly. Each slight touch and prod at the lawyer’s entrance caused more come to squirt out – with Yang continuing to play and prod at the helpless girl’s cunt over and over. The pleasure it was bringing Grace caused her to keep moaning – her body instinctively bringing her hips against Yang’s hands and the funnel while filling the jar with more of her arousal.

Grace-filled the jar in full – Yang stepping away and quickly swapping it out for another in no time. She resumed teasing Grace’s cunt with her fingers afterward – though, at that point, Grace was on the verge of a climax. Just a few more swipes of Yang’s fingers, and the pink-haired girl came. And she came buckets, too – her pussy squirting out an entire flood of lady spunk. Again, it was all gathered in the jar – the lawyer’s climax quickly filling the whole thing up. Yang nodded approvingly as she saw it – again, replacing the pot and catching a little more girl cum at the tail end of Grace’s orgasm.

Licking her fingers – and confirming the sweet taste of Grace’s come for herself – Yang stepped away again. She returned with another jar – but this time, she was also carrying two suction cups. They were attached to a small hand pump. Sitting beside Grace’s chest, Yang leaned down – directing her mouth towards one of her nipples. She sucked on it hard to a surprised but pleased gasp from Grace. She licked at it hard with her tongue, sunk her teeth into it a little – and just kept sucking. It was an arduous process, but eventually, Yang succeeded – rewarded with a weak milk squirt. It tasted not unlike almond milk~

With the lactation glands in one tit stimulated enough, Yang snapped the suction cup onto Grace’s tit – to another pleasure-filled yelp from the lawyer. By pressing on the pump in her hand, it began milking the Adeptus properly – sucking out far more milk than Yang managed to with her mouth. The pump released the milk straight into the jar – collecting it just like the chef did with Grace’s come.

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