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A Special Thanksgiving at our Uncle and Aunt's Farm
by rmike68 (A Kristen's Board Author)  

***

A special Thanksgiving at our Uncle and Aunt's farm. A 
story about a VERY strange family. (M/f-teen, F/m-
teen, inc, sn, can)

***

Uncle John and Aunt Ethel lived in the country. It was 
about 50 miles to the nearest town. They lived on a 
nice farm which was about 60 or 70 acres, hardly 
anyone ever came to that part of the country. Uncle 
John and Aunt Ethel were getting up in years. Uncle 
John was about 70 and Aunt Ethel was about 65. 

Despite their advanced years they were in very good 
shape. Uncle John Stood about 6 feet 2, had a full 
head of grey hair, and was very well built. He really 
didn't look as age. Aunt Ethel did not look her age 
either. She kept her hair in a bun; her face barely 
had a wrinkle. She was quite the attractive woman.

The land had been in John's family for more than a 
hundred years. It was a tradition that every four 
years we would meet at a family home for our special 
Thanksgiving dinner. This was the sixth time that I 
came for the Thanksgiving feast. We meet about two or 
three weeks before Thanksgiving and order that we may 
have the traditional hunt. 

This was the second time I was actually allowed to 
join in the hunt. We would pick a town or village that 
was at least 200 miles from the farm. Uncle John would 
usually scout the town, and its inhabitants, for at 
least 3 months prior.

My family and I arrive to the farm on Halloween. My 
mother Mary, younger sister Sara, my brother Tim, and 
my dad Phil all were stuffed in our SUV. My mom's 
brother Robert and his three daughters were there when 
we arrived. Uncle John and Aunt Ethel met us at the 
door. We went in the house to have our regular 
planning session for the hunt.

"Greetings everyone; I hope you all had a good trip 
in. I have done some scouting found two possible areas 
of opportunity for our hunt. We will divide into two 
teams. Robert and I will be on team one, Phil and Mike 
will be on Team 2. Remember we must always be in 
constant contact with our cell phones. We will call or 
text every 20 minutes. The team that sees the best 
opportunity for a good capture will call the other 
team in. At that point we will coordinate our efforts, 
make a clean capture and clean retreat. We will leave 
at 5 a.m. tomorrow." That was the end Uncle John's 
briefing.

We had a light supper, and then off to bed. Since I 
have become a senior member of the family, I now rated 
a room by myself. I was in a light sleep, anticipating 
tomorrow's event, when the door slowly opened and my 
sister Sara came in.

"Mike; are you awake?"

"I am now, come on in."

"Are you nervous about tomorrow?"

"No not really. I was with him last year is it really 
is not hard. We just have to be careful." Sarah 
climbed on the bed. "So what are you doing in here 
this time of night?"

"Mom said it was time." I looked at her questioningly. 
"You know," she said, "it's time for my first time, 
and I told her I wanted it to be with you."

I sat up in bed. "It would be an honor, Sara." I 
pulled her to me and gave her and gave her a very deep 
kiss. Sarah had just turned 16, she had beautiful 
golden hair. She was five foot one I'm a hundred 
pounds soaking wet. I watched her grow up through her 
awkward years into this beautiful woman before me now. 
The thought I was going to fuck her was a very 
exciting. My cock began to twitch.

I got out of bed I took my boxers off my 9-inch cock 
was already starting to become erect. Sarah pulled her 
nightgown over her head, and revealed her beautiful 
tits. Her nipples were hard the size of a pencil 
erasers. Her areolas were pink and beautiful. I laid 
her back on the bed and cupped her tits in my hands. I 
gave her another kiss then began to suck her tits. Her 
breathing became ragged; my cock was now fully erect. 
I looked into her eyes and asked if she was ready. She 
nodded yes. 

I pulled her panties down and saw the wisp a blonde 
hair covering her labia. I put my hand on her pussy my 
fingers spread her pussy lips. Her vaginal juices were 
flowing; she jumped as I touched her clitoris. I 
spread her legs positioned myself between them. I 
moved my cock up and down her virgin slit. I found my 
target and slowly entered her. I pushed and until I 
felt the resistance of her hymen. Looking into her 
eyes I made one more gentle push and broker 
maidenhead. She was now a woman.

I woke up early Sara was still sleeping in my bed. She 
was still naked and I could see the dried cum where it 
had dripped down her leg. She was smiling in her sleep 
so I left her there resting peacefully. I dressed and 
went to the kitchen. Uncle John was there and the 
coffee was made.

"Good morning Mike," Uncle John said with a smile. 
"Are you ready for the day's activities?"

"Yes I'm very excited."

"Good, just remember to take your time and be careful. 
Robert and Phil are out getting the van ready. Bring 
your coffee with you when will get on the road."

As we left the Sun was just peeking over the hills. 
After a two hour drive we arrived at our destination. 
It was a small town very quiet; it seemed the ideal 
place. John had done his research well. We broke into 
our teams and started the hunt.

Uncle John had given us a picture of our potential 
prey. She was a 19 year old red haired female; her 
body type was perfect for our purposes. My dad and I 
were given a location where she was usually seen. 
Uncle John had worked out her schedule to the minute. 
At this time of day she was usually seen coming out of 
a local restaurant. My dad and I waited only 10 
minutes hey there she was walking out of the 
restaurant. 

"Wow dad she looks perfect."

"Yes she does son. The perfect size and shape, look at 
those tits, don't they look scrumptious."

"Yeah dad, she shouldn't need any fattening up. Uncle 
John sure can pick em."

We followed her for the rest of the day and she was 
following the same routine that Uncle John had noted. 
I managed to get close enough to hear a conversation 
she was having with a friend. She said she was going 
jogging in the park at 6 p.m. This was perfect. I 
called Uncle John and told him we had the perfect 
opportunity for a capture.

We got ourselves set up at the park. As usual Uncle 
John was in charge of the tranquilizer gun. We set up 
along the jogging trail in a position where there was 
a curve and had apple concealment. We were lucky not 
many people were jogging. Robert was down the trail 
spotting for us. He saw her coming and notified Uncle 
John. 

She came around the corner; Uncle John made careful 
aim and pulled the trigger. She froze in her steps; 
staggered a bit and fell into the grass. My dad and I 
quickly scooped her up and carried her to the van. The 
drug from the tranquilizer gun would keep her out long 
enough for us to get home.

Uncle John was in the back of the van on the way home. 
He felt her tits and big ass and said she will do 
fine. We got her back to the farm Uncle John had a 
cage prepared and we put her in it. In the cage was a 
cot a small wash basin, and a bucket. We stripped her 
and laid her on the cot. Everyone came out to see our 
prize catch. 

"Mama look at that. I think Uncle John did a good job 
picking this one out." 

"He sure did baby. We just gotta make sure we keep her 
fat until Thanksgiving. She's a prize winner that one. 
The last one we had was kind of scrawny, took a lot of 
fattening up."

Aunt Ethel said, "I just hope there are not too many 
leftovers this time. Look she's waking up try not to 
scare her too much."

The girl gave a small moan, her eyes fluttered, and 
she looked around in a daze. "Oh my god, where are my 
clothes. Who are you people where am I?" She made a 
vain attempt to cover herself with her arms.

"Don't you worry little girl," Ethel said, 
"everything's gonna be just fine. Tim you go get her 
something to eat."

"Just let me go" pleaded the girl.

"Now why would we do that, you're just perfect," said 
Uncle John.

She stared at Uncle John, still trying to cover 
herself. "Perfect for what?" 

Tim came with a bowl of oatmeal and pushed it through 
a gap in the cage big enough for food trays. She took 
it and tears began to flow in her eyes. Tim stood and 
stared at her. "You got nice tits," he said. She 
dropped the bowl and tried to cover herself. Uncle 
John slapped Tim on the back of the head.

"Boy, look what you made her do. Now she is gonna have 
to clean that up."

"Why am I here?" There was panic in her voice. "Please 
give me my cloths. I won't tell anyone about this, 
just let me go home. My family will be worried."

"We know you don't have any family. Or at least any 
that are close enough to worry about you. You are safe 
with us. I know it's cold; we will give you a blanket. 
We just wanted to see our prize." Uncle John motioned 
for one of us to get the blanket.

"Prize?" She looked puzzled. "What do you mean, 
prize."

"Never mind about that; here is your blanket. We will 
be back to check on you."

We went back into the house and all gather in the den 
to celebrate our success. Aunt Ethel was the first to 
take her clothes off. "OK, everyone find a partner." 
She said as she pinched her nipples. Her tits were a 
little saggy, but a nice 35C. Her pussy had a full 
bush. 

My cock was instantly erect. I pulled my cloths of 
quickly and moved over to my Aunt Ethel and got a 
mouth full of nipple. She immediately started stroking 
my erect cock. I put my finger in her pussy and felt 
her soaking wet. "Mike, I have missed this cock." She 
cooed at me. 
 
I looked over and saw Tim eating Mom's pussy. She was 
holding his head and bucking at each lick. Dad had 
Sara and was taking her anal virginity. Uncle John had 
one of Roberts's twin daughters Angela sucking his 
cock while her sister Jennifer was servicing her dad. 
It was one big fuck fest.

"FUCK ME TIM!" My mom cried out. 

Tim got between moms legs and shoved his 7-inch cock 
into her pussy. 

"YESSS!" mom cried out. 

Pussy juice was running down Sara's leg as dad fucked 
her in the ass. Her eyes were closed and she was 
biting her lower lip. Her tits were swaying as dad 
fucked her. 

I bent Aunt Ethel over and started fucking her doggy 
style. She bucked and met me with every stroke. Mom 
started screaming that she was cumming as I saw Tim 
push in deep and deposit his seed in his mother. Dad 
was on his back on the floor by this time and Sara was 
impaled on his cock. She was moving up and down on 
him, her tits bouncing and soon she was cumming. I 
could tell dad was shooting spurts into my sister's 
fertile womb.

I shot my load into Aunt Ethel. Uncle John was 
shooting his load down Angela's throat and Robert was 
cumming on his daughter's face. These fests went on 
every night until the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. 
Our "guest" stayed in her cage and we fed her well 
until then. 

Uncle John woke up the morning before Thanksgiving and 
was sharpening his butcher knife I walked over to him. 
"Is it sharp enough?"

"Yes, I believe so. We need to get the butcher table 
ready." The butcher table was one that would tilt to a 
30 degree angle, and was made of several pieces of 
butcher block glued together. It had been in the 
family for about 50 years and we used it every time we 
gathered. We took hot water and washed the table with 
scrub brushes to make sure is was sanitized. I made 
sure the leather straps were in good shape on either 
end of the table.

"OK, I think we are good." I told Uncle John.

"Gather everyone and we will get started." 

We all gathered around the table. Each of the women 
had buckets and seasonings. Aunt Ethel had a very 
large pan of stuffing ready on the side and a big 
sewing needle and string. Everything was set. Dad and 
Robert brought the girl in. Her hands were bound 
behind her and she was blindfolded. She was completely 
naked.

"Where are we?" she whimpered.

"No need to worry, sweetheart. Everything will be 
fine." Mom said as she stroked her hair. The girl had 
perfect 36C tits and a nice bush of red hair on her 
pussy. Dad and Robert sat her on the table. It felt 
cold to her butt and she flinched. "What is this?" She 
asked.

"Just a table, not to worry." Dad said. "Now lay 
down."

Dad, Robert and I strapped down her arms and legs. 
Once she was secured we removed the blindfold. She 
blinked and looked around at everyone. She saw Uncle 
John's big knife and screamed. "NOOOO!!!"

Uncle John laid down the knife and climbed on the 
table and unleashed his 9 inch cock. He pushed in her 
pussy and fucked vigorously until he came in her. Each 
of the men had their turn cumming in her pussy.

"Please stop. Please don't hurt me." She cried.

"We have all now anointed you with our seed. You will 
be pleased to know that you will be our main course at 
our Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow." Uncle John made the 
same pronouncement to each of our Thanksgiving main 
course.

She looked with horror at us. "OH GOD NO!!! PLEASE 
NOOOO!"

Uncle John turned the crank and the part of the table 
with her head on it slowly lowered. She was in an 
inverted position. Aunt Ethel put a pan under the head 
and smiled at the girl. Uncle John walked over to the 
girl and with a quick slice cut the artery in her 
neck. Blood spurted into the pan. The girl's eyes were 
wide and her chest was moving fast as she took in her 
last breaths. Soon her eyes were fixed and the blood 
flow slowed. Her chest stopped heaving and she was 
dead.

Mom and Aunt Ethel shaved her head and pussy of all 
the hair. Uncle John cut her stomach open and removed 
her intestines putting them in a bucket. He removed 
her heart and liver and put them in a roasting pan. 
Aunt Ethel started stuffing her with her dressing and 
sewed up the cavity. We rubbed her with our seasoning 
mix and put her into a very large roasting pan. 

My grandfather had it made years ago so we could keep 
the limbs straight during roasting. We had a large 
outdoor oven that was ready to fire at first light. 
The girl's body was put in our large walking 
refrigerator for overnight to marinate in the 
seasonings.

Finally Thanksgiving dinner had come. Dad and Robert 
brought in our main course on a large cutting board 
made for the occasion. She was roasted to a golden 
brown. Tim shouted out. "I want a tit." And we all dug 
in.. We ate for several days on her until finally the 
last piece was her pussy lips, Uncle John had that 
honor.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any
of the scenarios in this story should seriously 
consider seeking professional help.
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