In our world are 3 parties organized like a pyramid. On top are the most powerful and ruling Giantesses and Giants. Below them are the . The mass on the bottom are the humans. If a human is deemed as useful he will not be eaten. If a human is deemed as useless he will end soon as food. The younger people will be eaten by the Giantesses. The older ones usually end up in a slaughterhouse and the meat will be sold to the can nibals. The Giantesses and Giants are running these slaughterhouses and this way they are getting very rich.
I am a human from your neighbourhoo...
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In our world are 3 parties organized like a pyramid. On top are the most powerful and ruling Giantesses and Giants. Below them are the . The mass on the bottom are the humans. If a human is deemed as useful he will not be eaten. If a human is deemed as useless he will end soon as food. The younger people will be eaten by the Giantesses. The older ones usually end up in a slaughterhouse and the meat will be sold to the can nibals. The Giantesses and Giants are running these slaughterhouses and this way they are getting very rich.
I am a human from your neighbourhood. I just lost my job right after my 50th birthday. As usual I received a letter from the government that I need to find a new job within 4 weeks or I have to go to the slaughterhouse. In my age it is nearly impossible to find a new job and I would prefer to be eaten by a Giantess or at least a Giant so I decided to visit you and ask for help. I am too old to get the attention of a Giantess. I arrive at your place and you are in the kitchen just cutting some cheese slices as a snack. You thought my time was already up so you wonder why I am here and not in the slaughter house. After I asked my question you tell me that I am pretty old and anyway your menu for the next days is complete. Of course you could ask other Giantesses if they would like to eat me but you ask me why you should do it. You are shareholder of the local slaughterhouse and you will earn money if they process me there. My deadline is not today but you tell me that I could go to the slaughterhouse whenever I want. I don ́t have to wait. You are sure that I will not find a new job until the deadline. Finally you tell me to be a good boy and to leave now. The sooner I will walk to the slaughterhouse the sooner it is all over for me. You tell me not to look that sad, you know it is cruel but it is the way it is. You tell me that at the moment many people have to go the slaughterhouse and older ones like me may end in the shredder, which is extremely painful but a faster end of life. While talking to me you eat some cheese. Again you tell me to go and end my life now. But suddenly you remember that I live in this big house at the end of the street. You ask me to wait a second. You want to know if I am the owner of the house, what I am. You lick your lips and suggest a deal. If I sign over the house and all my other inheritance to you, you would eat me up. Demonstrative you take bite from the cheese and chew it up. You explain that I would have to sign over my inheritance anyway, so why not to you. I like the idea and you tell me to undress. While I undress you get the paper I have to sign. You tell me not to worry; you will fill out the rest later. I am naked now and you grab my dick. You jerk me off, because you hope my old meat will taste better after an orgasm and maybe between the cheese it will taste pretty good at all. After I cum you shrink me down. You lay me between the cheese and you devour me with big bites. Before you eat the head with the last bite you say thank you for coming, signing over the inheritance and One last bite and it is over for me.
