Chapter 2

Marie nodded and left. She still had several hours before Ryan came home, plenty of time to drive to the city, be inspected, graded and makes it back home. As she entered the county meat inspection center, she recognized her neighbor, Alice, standing at the counter. Even worse, John, her neighbor across the street was behind the counter. Before she could turn and leave, Alice saw her and waved her over. Marie walked up to Alice and gave her a nervous hug.

Alice hugged her back and asked “What are you doing here hun? Are you getting a job somewhere?” Alice got a horrified expression on her face “Ryan didn’t kick you out did he?”

It was a common occurrence for a man to kick out his wife. After being kicked out, one of the few jobs left for women was to serve as meat. Most restaurants had their own meat girls. You could pick a girl and order straight off the woman and have it cooked any way you wanted. Marie had heard that in the city some new Japanese steakhouse restaurants cut and cooked the meat at your table. Marie shuddered and said “Oh no, nothing like that. I want a license, just in case I ever need one.”

“Well that’s good, I was worried for a minute. I’m getting graded today too. I saw a sign at the new building at the end of our block. It’s going to be a small restaurant. I was thinking of maybe getting a part time job there. But any female employee has to have a meat license. Even though I only want to be a dishwasher. Can you imagine me on the menu?” Alice laughed looking down at her small breasts.

“Okay ladies, both of you need to fill out this form. Once it is complete, go through the door over there” John pointed at a small door marked “GRADING ROOM” as he continued in a monotone voice, “remove all articles of jewelry and clothing, place it in the provided boxes and take any available seat. The meat inspector will be right with you.”

Both women looked at each other once before taking the small clipboards and sitting in the lobby. The questionnaire was fairly simple. Apparently the grading was a free service provided by the government.

All too soon, the form was complete and Marie stood. She walked without looking at Alice straight to the indicated door. Butterflies were dancing in her stomach. She opened the door and walked in, not knowing what to expect. There were several sturdy looking wooden chairs in a row along the two side walls. Each had a small wooden box next to it. Wide leather cuffs like the ones on the meat display girl were draped next to each chair. A regen hood was on the left arm of each chair. On the right arm was a three foot long section of metal pipe with a leather cuff on each end. Marie began to nervously remove her clothes. Soon she was down to bra and panties.

Alice walked in just as Marie was removing her bra. “Hun, you will have no problem being marked grade A. You look great. I wish I had breasts that size. Mine are barely a 32 B.” Alice had quickly removed all her clothes as she talked to Marie.

Marie followed suit as Alice dropped her panties into the box and sat in the chair opposite the one Marie had selected. The wood felt cold on her bare ass cheeks. Alice took the pipe and placed it between her legs. Both ankles were soon cuffed three feet apart. Marie felt cool air flowing past her pussy lips as she spread her legs to copy Alice. Even though she was nervous enough to shiver, she felt moisture begin to collect on her pussy. Marie thought to herself, “Not my pussy, that is a cunt filet.” With that thought, she felt a huge gush, almost immediately the smell of her arousal was obvious. In the meantime, Alice had already placed her hands in the cuffs. She merely brought both hands together as if praying and pushed them against the hinged side of the leather, the cuffs automatically closed together and now she couldn’t get out of them if she wanted.

Marie jumped when the door opened again. It was john. “Surprise, I am not just the clerk, I’m also the grader. Good job Alice, are you sure you haven’t done this before.”

“Never, although I have always wannnnttteed...” was Alice’s reply as John placed the hood on her head. Her mouth stopped moving mid sentence.

John smiled as he walked toward Marie. “Let me get these cuffs on you. We can skip your hood if you would like to see how Alice is graded.” Marie nodded as john cuffed her hands together. John pressed a small button on the arm of the chair and Marie felt her arms being pulled above her head. She was quickly pulled to the standing position. Marie shivered as John ran his hand down to her sopping wet filet. “Someone is enjoying this. It happens more often than you would think. Nothing to be embarrassed about.”

John walked back to Alice. He pressed a similar button on her chair and Alice was raised until she was swinging free with her feet as high as the seat of the chair. Her legs were held open by the bar and her filet was slightly open. She was shaved below her eyebrows and nothing was left to the imagination as John rotated her slowly. John reached up and massaged her breasts, kneading them roughly. He pulled a small device from his pocket, looked at the number on the wall above Alice’s chair, and entered it into the keypad. He then began speaking aloud and the device converted it to text in Alice’s file. “Barely 32 B breasts. No abnormalities. Half inch areolas, quarter inch nipples. Suitable for breast bacon bits, and light snacks, but not large enough for a meal. Remainder of the meat is high quality with a twenty five percent fat ratio. Filet has been recently rejuved and is sufficient for grading. Subject has requested a full rating and filet is being removed with a standard seven G vibro knife.”

Marie stared as he picked up a large plastic syringe. It was at least ten inches long and had a nozzle instead of a needle on the end. The tube held what looked to be two cups of a milky fluid. John saw Marie staring and held up the syringe saying “These are the proteins which work together with the hood. This is what the hood will direct her body to use to replace the missing tissue. Without the proteins, the hood works much slower and it actually uses fat and tissue from other parts of the body to repair the damage. I just wanted to verify that I had it ready for her. With a full rating, we do two filet removals. Once without the proteins measuring how long it takes to re-grow and then a second time, only this time with the proteins. I then measure the second replacement time and record both of them on her chart. It actually becomes part of her license.”

“I’m almost afraid to ask, but what is that kit with the red cross on it?” Marie asked.

John picked up the box and tossed it once before setting it back down. “This is just in case she is taking too long to replace the tissue. I have only had to use it a dozen times in the last five years or so. Most women rejuv a filet without the protein in about 30 to 45 minutes. With the protein, it is a little faster, say 25 to 30 minutes. Some however take much longer to regenerate. When that happens I first inject the protein solution. If it still isn’t working I use the first aid kit. If necessary we send the applicant to the hospital where they have a more advanced full body rejuv unit. Obviously at that point they are graded “final sale only”. As I said it has only happened a dozen times in the five years I have worked here. And don’t forget, I process hundreds of applicants a week. You are lucky it is a slow day. With all the bad weather we have been having, most people are just staying home.”

John put his words into action. He placed the syringe on the top of the box holding Alice’s clothes. Marie watched as he typed additional information into the data pad. As soon as he stopped typing, Alice’s breathing became more rapid. Her nipples hardened again and the smell of female arousal filled the room. John massaged Alice’s clit several times pulling the hood back to expose the enlarged pink nub. In one quick fluid motion, he inserted the knife, twisted and was suddenly he was holding a warm filet in his hand. Marie had seen it in the store before, but she was still amazed at the small amount of actual blood that was released. The butcher had mentioned a special coating on one side of the blade that instantly stopped the bleeding on the meat source side, while not affecting the removed side. This still allowed the chunk of removed meat to bleed out.

John placed the filet on a small scale. The scale communicated the reading to Alice’s file. John turned to Marie “Bob filled me in on his predicament. It is nice of you to help him out. I will only do a basic inspection and verification on you. I told Bob that as long as he doesn’t have to harvest anything, this would be sufficient. He knows the drill if he has to harvest. He can do the timing and measurements himself.”

John then placed the hood on Marie. Her world went dark and even though she could hear John as he moved around, she could not move. She panicked at first, but after a few minutes that familiar tingling started deep in her core. She and Ryan had played bondage games in the past. Their bedroom games had always turned her into jelly as soon as the first cuff or rope touched her skin. This was just the ultimate bondage game. She would have jumped if she could when john began kneading her breasts. She could hear him as he began inputting data into her meat license.

“38 D breasts. No abnormalities. One and three quarter inch areolas, three eights inch nipples, strike that. Half inch nipples. Suitable for breast bacon, and heavy snacks, large enough to be considered a meal. Remainder of the meat is high quality with a twenty eight percent fat ratio. Filet has never been rejuved. Original filet will not be used for rating. Rating will be subject to change if and when the filet is harvested. Alternate Method A will be used for initial testing and timing.”

Suddenly Marie felt as if someone had electrified every sexual nerve in her body. She felt as if she was on the verge of cumming but could not quite make it over the edge of the precipice. Her nipples tingled and her clit was practically vibrating with energy. Through the intense cloud of feelings, she suddenly had that last bit, the one little nudge that pushed her over the edge. It was John as he pulled the hood back from her clit. Marie could feel the honey dripping down the sides of her pussy, no her filet, into the air between her widespread legs. She was sure that John would have a very wet hand. She barely registered the movement as John spun her around. It registered loud and clear when the pain erupted on her ass. She would have screamed had she been able to move. She could feel every sensation as a knife was thrust into one ass cheek. She felt the tug as a fist sized piece of her flesh was pulled outward from her body. The sensation reverted back to the immense pleasure as soon as the knife stopped touching her. She felt one last flash of pain as the knife sliced through the back and freed the pound of her flesh before the pleasure rebounded throughout her mind. She could feel the hood directing her body to rebuild the missing flesh as energies from all over her body flowed toward her ass. Her stomach suddenly felt empty and she almost swore she could sense her body becoming lighter.