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This is a scene from the popular snuff series titled: 'Snuff Wars'.

WARNING: This story is intended for adults only. It contains cannibalism and crucification.

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The next room was filled with automated assembly lines and conveyer belts. There were cans being filled with meat balls and sauce. Next there were sausages of all size and forms being squeezed out of the machines and placed on the conveyer belt. “We also put them in cans whole bodied.” Satsu told Fraser and pointed to the other side of the room. There a large, rather flatly shaped oval tin can was brought in through the conveyer belt. Then a squeakily clean-shaven girl stepped out of a door directly in front of where the tin can had stopped. She was completely hairless, even the hair on her head and her eyebrows had been removed and her skin had been rubbed with some kind of oil, which made it shine. Without hesitation or any drama, she stepped into the can, which was filled with conservatives and sauces. She laid down into it as if laying down into a bathtub. Then she closed her eyes and her head slowly sank into the liquid inside the tin. A robotic arm moved in and placed a tin cover over the can. It then sealed it shut, forcing the air out of the can before vacuum sealing it. “We call these Sardines”.

“We also make dried food. If you follow me outside I’ll be glad to show you.” Satsu invited them and they all went outside. There was a row of empty crosses lying on the ground. “We use these to hold the meat for drying. You’ve eaten sun dried long pork before? It is much better than the synthetically dried meat,” he told them. Satsu called to his other assistant, a Ms Edule. She called back from something, which seemed like a preparation room and then brought out a batch of skinny women. “We’ve put these on a special diet, feeding them only once a day so that they only get enough nourishment as to survive but as you can see, they have absolutely no fat in their bodies.” Satsu told them. The women were indeed very skinny. The features of their ribs and many of their other bones were visible. There was no fat at all beneath their skins, only muscles and tender meat. “These slender pieces of meat will be tied to the crosses and slowly dried by the sun. It’s all done naturally”, he told them while pointing at the skinny women being led out by Ms Edule.

Each of the women was tied to the X-shaped crosses by their wrists and ankles. Then the crosses were put up vertically and secured in that position. “All we have to do now is wait till the sun has dried them out. It will take a few days. Once they are all dried out, we will take them down again and feed them through the shredder and produce fine stripes of dried meat.” he told them. Fraser gasped and looked up at the women’s faces on the crosses. There were no emotions in their faces, neither joy nor regret. They had simply accepted their fate as dried pork. There was nothing to it. They had no choice anyway. These women had been raised just to be processed when they had reached a certain age and shape. They were quite different from the younger ones who seemed very eager to be butchered.

Satsu saw Fraser’s confused expression and answered her unasked question. “These women here did not make top grades at meat school. They were in the bottom of the class, never understood the real value of being good meat. The young ones you saw earlier in the grinder room were top graduates. There’s quite a difference between the qualities of meats. Many people think all meats are the same, but as you can see it is not. Let’s go back inside. It’s time for the next batch of prime meat to be gutted. That I am sure will be much more interesting.” he told them and called to Ms Edule to finish up and take a break.

For more depravity read the whole Snuff Wars series.