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Parsifal's Last Stand

Thrasher Remailer

2005-06-11, 2:48 am

"When will this nightmare end?" thought Parsifal as she
pondered her misfortunes. She was so despondent. Life was
suddenly an overwhelming challenge. The loss of two jobs and
unemployment compensation, had soured her outlook on any hope
of improvement.

"If I could just completely disappear!" she wished.
"But in an enjoyable way for both myself and for others!" she
added in thought. "But how?"

She knew she couldn't afford to travel to a foreign country.
What was she to do? While web surfing, she came across the
cannibal forums on the net. Fascinated by the candid requests and
comments she read, she decided that offering herself as a
cannibal
feast would, indeed, be a most desirable way to completely
disappear,
Night after night, the fantasy of being eaten brought Parsifal
excitement, purpose, and surprisingly, a sense of comfort.

"What would I taste like?" Parsifal pondered. "How would
someone
prepare and cook me? Oh, I'd love to see myself being prepared
and
cooked and then watch as my hungry devourers eat my sweet flesh!
To
hear them tell me how wonderful I look and taste! Ooooh! I've
just
GOT to be eaten!" she cried in orgasmic passion as she feverishly
masturbated.

And thus, Parsifal posted her desires. Many were the usual
responses of humorous or callous remarks. Feeling a sense of
futility, she was about to give up, when she received a reply
that
gently supported her desire with sweet tenderness.

"Maybe!" she thought, "Just maybe, someone does understand
my need and will help me. Will HE be the one?"

The response was from a mature gentleman who reassured
Parsifal
of her value as a desirable woman, but confirmed that she,
indeed,
would also make a magnificent feast. If she would so agree,
without second thoughts, he would guarantee her deepest desires
would be fulfilled.

Parsifal trembled involuntarily as she e-mailed back. "No
second thoughts! I am yours!"

Arrangements were made and all recent information about
Parsifal
was destroyed. Within a month, she met with her cannibal lover,
Frog!

Frog was everything she imagined! Tall, dark, and handsome.
A perfect gentleman! One you would never suspect of having such
passionate desires and primal hungers. Parsifal shivered with
delicious anticipation. "I've found my sweet lover and hungry
cannibal!"

Frog looked deeply into her yearning eyes, smiled knowingly
and
kissed her on the forehead, brushing her auburn-brown hair away
from
her eyes. Then he gently kissed each eyelid as she surrendered
to his
enveloping arms. She felt faint with desire at his masculine
tenderness.

"He MUST eat me!" she determined in thoughtful resolve.

"My tender lady," Frog informed Parsifal with serious
intent. "If
you enter my automobile, there will be no reversing of your
decision.
You will be mine completely and unreservedly. You WILL grace my
dinner
table!"

Parsifal quickly stole a kiss and hopped right into the car.
"Let's get this buggy rolling! Come on! Dinner's waiting!" she
giggled.

Frog got in on the driver's side. He looked at Parsifal and
smiled.
He reached for her. She met his reach and the two melted in a
long
passionate kiss, beginning as sweet acceptance and mushrooming
into
intense raw hunger. She wanted his cock! He, her pussy!

Frog gasped as Parsifal unzipped his fly and quickly
engulfed his
rigid penis with her insisting mouth.

"Oooh! Oh! Yes! Love, suck my cock! Ah! Oh, yes! That's
sooooo
good! Oooh! I'm coming. I'M COM..........ING!"...........

Parsifal hungrily swallowed every drop of her initial
marinating.
She licked Frog's penis clean and sweetly spoke to him. "Thank
you,
dear love, for beginning my preparation!"

Frog was hungry for Parsifal's pussy! He wanted to taste her
succulent cunt. Thirty miles down the road he stopped at a motel,
The Rendezvous, and rented a cabin.

Frog picked up a bottle of champagne and two glasses at the
motel's bar. As he re-entered the cabin, Parsifal smiled at the
champagne bottle in Frog's hand.

"Are you trying to get me drunk and then take advantage of
me?"
she laughed.

"You saw right through my plan, just like that!" Frog
laughed
back. "I only wanted you to relax a little before I eat your
pussy!"

"Oh! And how am I supposed to relax with the knowledge that
you're about to eat my vagina?"

"You're absolutely right, Parsifal! I'm getting so hot
again,
myself!" he said as he started breathing faster. "We better take
a shower together and then hit the sack!"

"What a great idea! I can make my pussy sweet for you! You
can get your cock fresh for me!"

"I can't wait to bite your cunt lips! Let's get that shower
out
of the way!

"Last one in kisses the other's XXX!" Parsifal offered.
NOBODY
moved! They both broke out in laughter.

"OK, you kiss mine and I'll kiss yours!" Frog compromised.

"Sounds so yummy!" Parsifal mused back.

Frog took a deep breath as he gazed at Parsifal's
voluptuous body.
Meaty in ALL the right places and there weren't any wrong places.

"God, you're just magnificent! Nicer than anything I could
ever
have hoped for!"

"Oh, how very sweet of you, Frog! I do hope I'll become the
greatest meal you've ever tasted!"

"I'll XXXX you tender and guarantee you will be awesome, my
succulent lady! Hurry, let's get this shower behind us. I NEED
you in
bed!"

"I NEED you IN me, Frog! OH! Your cock looks good enough to
eat!"

"You'll EAT it alright, and swallow it's product!"

"Mmmmmmm! Man juice to marinate me! Oh, YES!"

Into the shower they went. Frog lovingly lathered her back
and
her luscious rear end. She moaned as he turned her to face him.
The
sight of her full tender breasts and stiffened nipples brought a
guttural moan from him.

"I MUST bite these juicy melons!" he insisted. His mouth
eagerly
went to her breasts, nipping none too gently at her nipples.
Parsifal
knew she was truly with HER cannibal. He would eat her, of that
she
was sure! She felt purpose, reason, and pleasure.

"Eat them up, Frog! Raw, cooked, anyway you might want
them!"

"I COULD eat you all up RAW, my dear, Parsifal! But
fulfilling your desire is much more important than satisfying
mine."

"Oh, you wonderful man! How blessed I am that I found you!
I AM YOURS COMPLETELY!"

Frog went to his knees and gently sponged her pussy,
entranced
at it's waiting sweetness. He tenderly kissed it and turned her
about facing her plump, just eat 'em up, buttocks. He lavished
hungry kisses upon each succulent juicy rump roast as cascades of
refreshingly warm water poured down upon the two lovers!

As he came up, Parsifal went down and cupped his egg-shell
fragile balls while sucking his throbbing erect cock deep into
her
eager hungry mouth. She had to stifle her urge to bite off the
his
luscious man-pole! "It would taste so marvelous!" she thought to
herself. "I'm going to be eaten, and yet I could eat him all up,
myself! We've got to get into bed!"

In ten minutes they WERE in bed and all over each other.
Lips,
tongues, and teeth testing and tasting each other's flesh.

"I believe you COULD eat me up, by yourself, Parsifal,
dear!" Frog
gasped.

"Under different circumstances, my love, I know I could."
she cried. "But this time, YOU are the one who will dine upon
me."

"Oh, my edible lady, I shall dine, happily, indeed! My
stomach
growls for you!"

"How will you fix me? And cook me?" Parsifal moaned in
anticipation.

"Oh, my sweet! With seasoned oils warmed to 110 degrees to
impregnate your tender meat with unforgettable taste. To nibble
upon
and lick at your cunt until you self-baste the delicacy in your
delicious honey nectar. I want it now!"

Frog lowered his face to Parsifal's dripping pussy. He
inhaled the
heady aroma of an aroused woman and growled in raw hunger. "I
MUST
eat your pussy, NOW!"

"YES! YES!" she cried as Frog's kisses and licks were
causing
her uncontrollable orgasms. "OH! Soooo gooood! OH! EAT ME! EAT
ME ,
my love! Oooooooh! Yes, eat my cunt! Oh, sooooo gooood!"

"Oooooh! Let me XXXX you, Parsifal! Let me fill your cunt
with
man-juice!"

"OH, YES! Drive your cock, hot and deep, into my pussy, my
lover! XXXX me senseless! OH! OH! OH! YES! YES! YES!" she
moaned at
each demanding thrust.

"OH! I'm coming, I'm coming!" Frog gasped as his penis
jerked in
spasms as bursts of sperm were driven deep into her womb. "Ah!
Ah!
Oh! Yes! Ooooooh! Oooooh! Aaaaaaaaaah!" He stayed inside her as
he
held her close, kissing her tenderly in sweet joyful release. She
moaned in completeness.

"That was so very beautiful, my cannibal lover! What a joy
for me
to know I will soon fill your belly! And I WANT to! I NEED to! I
HAVE
to!"

They fell asleep in each other's arms!

Parsifal awoke about six the next morning. Frog was
sleeping
contentedly. She studied his sleeping form and face. She was
hopelessly in love with him as her devourer. How warm she felt
inside, knowing that, in a relatively short time, her juicy body
would soon be cooking for her lover's dining pleasure. And she
WANTED
it so badly!

"He MUST eat me! He just MUST!"

Frog awoke to Parsifal's hot wet mouth around his rigid
cock,
sucking and nibbling at the juicy pulsating member.

"Oh! That's so wonderful! DON'T STOP!" he moaned.

Parsifal had no intention of stopping until after his hot
jism
was hungrily consumed by her avid lusty mouth. She was rewarded
shortly as he exploded in raw passion deep into her throat!

"I just love your cock, Frog! Both in my mouth and in my
cunt!"
Parsifal moaned.

"As do I like it in your mouth, my sweet meat! And in your
juicy
hot pussy. Soon, however, you'll be in IT and every other part
of me!"

"Oh! I can't wait! Where are you taking me to be cooked?"

"I'm taking you to a private lumber camp deep into the
forest.
There, six very hungry lumberjacks and myself will happily
consume
every succulent bite of you, BUT, only after a week of awesome
sex
and deep body massages. These guys are famous for avid appetites!
They WILL just eat you up, Parsifal!"

"Oh, Frog! I'm so elated! I'm wetting in joy just thinking
of the prospect!"

"We'll be there in 10 hours, honey! That's when the REAL fun
begins!"

"Let's GO!" she cried."I feel like Snow White and the Seven,
no, not Dwarfs, But the Seven Logmen! Each with his own "log" to
impale me upon! Oh, Frog! Will they really like me?"

"Honey, I can guarantee you won't last more than three
delicious
meals after they get their taste of you!"

"Ooooh! The thought's driving me wild!"

"I have to say that I'm getting very horny and hungry,
myself!"
Frog mused. He grabbed a handful of tender female breast. "Mmmm!
So
soft and sweet!"

"We had better get going, Frog, or else I'll insist that
you eat
me, here and now!"

The couple checked out and went upon their adventure to pure
ecstasy. Parsifal slept much of the way as Frog was determined
to cover
the distance non-stop. From time to time, he would feel her thigh
and smile to himself at it's tenderness. She would softly moan in
her sleep. Unconsciously, Parsifal opened her thighs as his
fingers
searched for her aroused pussy.

"Oh, that's so nice, Frog!" she said, startling him, as she
awoke from the intense pleasure.

"Have you been awake all this time?" he asked.

"All what time? I thought I was dreaming about hungry
lumberjacks
warming up their dinner! Where are we?"

"We're still three hours away, my dear!" Frog told her.

"Wow! I've been asleep for a long time!"

"That's quite all right! I've been fantasizing about you
being
eaten!"

"Oh, you MUST tell me about it!"

"OK! Well, I picture you slow-roasting, and as you cook, the
guys cut juicy slices of flesh from your sweet body as you
continue
to cook! Mmmmm! Succulent fresh cuts of live-roasted woman! YUM!"

"Oh my! Oh, yes, Frog! I'd LOVE that!"

"I KNOW the guys will, too!"

The time and the miles flew by, and soon they were pulling
into
the lumber camp. As they stopped in front of the main cabin, two
muscular guys approached them. Parsifal's desires were soon to be
fulfilled!

The two lumberjacks introduced themselves as Lance and Rod.
Parsifal felt a spasm in her groin. They smiled at her and
invited the
two into the cabin. The four other lumberjacks' mouths dropped on
sheer delight at Parsifal's luscious body. Lance introduced the
four
other men to Parsifal.

"Parsifal, this burly guy is Poker. He uses a pike to break
up log
jams.

"Hi, Poker!" she said sweetly. "You look like you were
dealt a
full house!!" she laughed.

"Ah...er...hello." he said timidly, obviously not at ease
with
the opposite sex.

"And this handsome lad is Andre, but we call him Frenchie!"

"Hi, Frenchie, mon amie!"

"Cest bon, mon cherie! Par le vous Francaise?"

"Non amie!" laughed Parsifal.

"That's okay, madamoseille! I speak English good!"

"And, Parsifal, this guy here is Crandall. He's a Topper!"

"He certainly IS! Hi, Crandall! What does a Topper do?"

"Hello, sweet Ms Parsifal! A Topper cuts off the top part
of the
tree to limit the collateral damage to other timber. Also it
prevents
hangups off the ground which would be a real hazard!"

"Oh! That's a scary job, Crandall!"

"I love the view, ma'am! But I love what I'm viewing right
now
MUCH better!"

"Oh, you ARE a sweetie, Crandall!" Parsifal purred.

"And last, but certainly not least, IS Wolford! We call him,
Wolf!
The name fits him! He howls, 'TIMBER', louder than anyone I've
ever
heard!"

"Hi there, Wolfie!" Parsifal smiled. "Are you the Big Bad
Wolf?"

"Put on your Riding Hood, little Red, and find out!"
Wolford
grinned back.

"Oh my, I really am going to love my stay here! I can see
that,
already!" Parsifal purred.

"Well, that's our camp, Parsifal, sweet meat!"

You guys are just the sweetest! I want this, badly! Please
LOVE
ME, and then EAT ME!"

They ALL enthusiastically agreed to make her desires come
true.

That evening, after dinner, was pure heaven for Parsifal as
the
guys doted over her, wanting to comply with her every whim. They
massaged every inch of her disrobed body, all at the same time.
She
shuddered in repeated orgasms. The massages were followed by
lips and
tongues that tasted every blush-red inch of Parsifal's
mouthwatering
flesh. All moaned in heated passion. Soon. male members were
filling
every orifice of her pleasured body. Her mouth, now filled with
rigid
cock, could only gurgle in joy at the marination and tenderizing
processing.

Finally, she was able to cry out in passionate joy, "YES!
YES!
Oh so gooood, sooooo wonderful! EAT ME, fellas! EAT ME ALIVE!
I'm
ready! OH, my God! EAT ME NOW! Ooooooh! EAT ME UP! PLEASE!"

And so the week flew by as the hungry loggers built up their
cannibalistic desires. They wanted Parsifal IN their stomachs!
Their penises wanted to be nourished by her meat. Even their
sperm
would be enriched by her succulent flesh.

The FEAST would take place tomorrow!

Frog and Parsifal spent her last night of life in bed
together.
After tender sweet sex, they laid back, hand in hand, and talked.

"Parsifal, you awesome woman! You have brought intense joy
to me
and these lonesome log men. Tomorrow will be as good as it gets!"

"Frog, I love you for bringing my fantasy to life! Promise
me,
I'll be alive to see my flesh carved and eaten!"

"I promise, sweet meat. I'll even let you taste yourself
before
you die!"

"I want YOU to eat my cunt steak, Frog! Please!"

"I'd be honored, my sweet Parsifal! I was hoping you would
grant me
this delicacy!"

Frog went down on her, licking and nipping her clitoris!

"Oh, that's sooooo good! Eat it now, Frog! Eat me raw!"

Frog bit hard at her pussy. She winced, but shuddered in
orgasmic ecstasy! "I'll be a living feast, tomorrow!" she
expressed
to herself.

"I love you, oh, so much, Frog!" she cried.

"And I love you, too, sweet Parsifal! But by 11:00 AM,
tomorrow
morning, you'll be rotating on our spit. So let's enjoy this
evening
together". And so they did! Raw aching lust had it's needs
fulfilled
as they made love deep into the night!

Saturday morning brought into existence a most beautiful
day.
Mild temperatures and only a slight breeze promised a perfect day
for cooking meat outdoors. This day's meat was a special as the
day!

Parsifal awoke smiling and refreshed. What a passionate
night she
and Frog had engaged in. Her heart began to beat just a little
faster in joyful anticipation. She WAS ready for the spit! Soon,
she
would become a living roast, eaten as layers of her succulent
flesh
was cooked and sliced off her trembling body. YES! EATEN ALIVE!
She
came again! What JOY! What FULFILLMENT!

Parsifal quickly showered and presented herself to Frog.

"I freely give myself to YOU and the guys for your total
enjoyment! I beg you to COOK and EAT me!"

As the roasting fire pit was readied and the rotating spit
bar
tried out and found working correctly, the muscular men each had
their last sexual pleasure with Parsifal, coming deep into her
well-tenderized pussy and deep into the warm depths of her
throat.
She moaned her pleasure at this final internal basting. Now it
was
time to ride the spit.

The specially constructed spit would NOT pierce her whole
body,
but only to a depth of 12 inches into her pussy or rectum, and
only
10 inches into her throat. A bar along her back was connected to
both
ends while a metal strap placed around her middle held her into
place
as she rotated.

No internal organs would be damaged and Parsifal would be
fully
aware of her situation. Only a mild sedative would be given to
alleviate the intolerable pain. Thus with full senses, she would
be
roasted alive and whole!

"Eat me with love, fellas! I love you all!" Parsifal
joyfully
encouraged them.

Grunts of absolute hunger and delight filled her ears.

The spit was inserted into her pussy. She gasped as the 12"
X 3"
metal probe hit her cervix. She happily opened her mouth to
receive
the pipe that would fill her mouth. It was so easy after she
relaxed
her throat muscles. Then, the long pole was connected to both
ends,
the strap put into place and, thus, SHE WAS SECURE!

"You look sweetly edible, Parsifal!" Frog assured her,
"We're putting you over the fire, now, dear! Help me guys!"

Parsifal was quickly placed over the fire pit. The intense
heat
acted like little sharp bites at her flesh as she moaned in the
thought that she would see herself being eaten very soon.

Twenty minutes later, the guys began applying honey-butter
to
her reddening flesh, basting her lavishly with petal-soft
brushes.

"Oooooh!" she gasped in total pleasure." What a wonderful
way to
go!"

After 45 minutes, Frog instructed that the first carving was
ready. A hearty cheer arose from the salivating lumbermen.

A reflective shield was set in place to protect the carver
from
the spattering fire. The spit was stopped and Frog reached for
the
meat fork and slicer. He touched her fat-dripping breasts and
then he
licked his fingers.

"Oh, yes! You are awesome, Parsifal! Yum!"

Frog pushed the fork into her mouthwatering rump. Gorgeous,
rich, hot, woman juices flowed from the wound. As they hit the
reflecting shield, they popped and sizzled, filling the air with
a
tantalizing aroma.

"Oh, my God!" Frog raved. "Parsifal, you smell divine!"

The men lined up for a luscious slice of the living woman's
meat. As Frog sliced through Parsifal's juicy rump, he remarked
at
it's delicate texture and obvious tenderness. He offered the
first
slice to Frenchie, asking that he consume it in full view of
Parsifal's
eyesight.

As he took his first cautious bite, he rolled his eyes in
unexpected pleasure. "Mon cherie! My dear! You are so succulent!"

Parsifal slowly blinked her eyes in thanks and moaned in
pleasure
at seeing her cooked flesh disappear into sweet Frenchie's mouth.

Frog had the spit rod removed from her throat, temporarily,
having her body further supported by an additional strap. He then
sliced a thin strip from her XXX and held it to her tired mouth.
As
he slowly inserted it between her teeth, she slowly began to
chew the
sweet morsel. She moaned in passion as she finally swallowed her
own
cooked flesh.

"Can I really be this delicious? Oh! Enjoy me, my lovely
men.
EAT ME UP! I love you all! Frog! PLEASE! EAT MY PUSSY!"

"Oh, my dear! YES!" Frog quickly cut the plump juicy cunt
filet
from her roasted groin.

"Take a bite, my love!" Frog encouraged.

Despite the pain, Parsifal relished her flesh." Oh, Frog!
Enjoy
it! It's wonderful!"

Frog returned her to the spitting. He sat down to
contemplate
his treasured feast. Her filet was so moist! It's aroma so
tantalizing from so much marination! The petals of her vagina
opened
in roasted glory. He slowly and lovingly consumed his darling's
love
nest. IT was BEYOND description! His eyes watered in
appreciation.

"Oh, my sweet Parsifal! Heavenly delicious! A pure love
feast, my
succulent woman!"

Frog returned for a sweet inner thigh cut. It was perfectly
done. He moaned in pleasure, his cock aching in raw desire.

He masturbated into a cup and took it over to Parsifal and
brushed some onto her parched lips. She moaned for more. Frog
obliged.

"I love you, Parsifal." he softly told her.

Her eyes teared and her body shuddered. Both had been deeply
moved.

The feast became very solemn after she died. They ALL
missed her
immediately. Still her body would provide two additional hearty
meals
before she was reduced to meatless bones. She would Never be
forgotten.

Parsifal had lived her fantasy of Ecstasy to the fullest!

Tarapia Tapioco

2005-06-11, 5:46 pm

In article <F36UNGK938514.6337731481@reece.net.au>
Thrasher Remailer <thrasher@reece.net.au> wrote:

You didn't do that quite right - you needed to sign it with the appropriate
key.

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"When will this nightmare end?" thought Parsifal as she
pondered her misfortunes. She was so despondent. Life was
suddenly an overwhelming challenge. The loss of two jobs and
unemployment compensation, had soured her outlook on any hope
of improvement.

"If I could just completely disappear!" she wished.
"But in an enjoyable way for both myself and for others!" she
added in thought. "But how?"

She knew she couldn't afford to travel to a foreign country.
What was she to do? While web surfing, she came across the
cannibal forums on the net. Fascinated by the candid requests and
comments she read, she decided that offering herself as a
cannibal
feast would, indeed, be a most desirable way to completely
disappear,
Night after night, the fantasy of being eaten brought Parsifal
excitement, purpose, and surprisingly, a sense of comfort.

"What would I taste like?" Parsifal pondered. "How would
someone
prepare and cook me? Oh, I'd love to see myself being prepared
and
cooked and then watch as my hungry devourers eat my sweet flesh!
To
hear them tell me how wonderful I look and taste! Ooooh! I've
just
GOT to be eaten!" she cried in orgasmic passion as she feverishly
masturbated.

And thus, Parsifal posted her desires. Many were the usual
responses of humorous or callous remarks. Feeling a sense of
futility, she was about to give up, when she received a reply
that
gently supported her desire with sweet tenderness.

"Maybe!" she thought, "Just maybe, someone does understand
my need and will help me. Will HE be the one?"

The response was from a mature gentleman who reassured
Parsifal
of her value as a desirable woman, but confirmed that she,
indeed,
would also make a magnificent feast. If she would so agree,
without second thoughts, he would guarantee her deepest desires
would be fulfilled.

Parsifal trembled involuntarily as she e-mailed back. "No
second thoughts! I am yours!"

Arrangements were made and all recent information about
Parsifal
was destroyed. Within a month, she met with her cannibal lover,
Frog!

Frog was everything she imagined! Tall, dark, and handsome.
A perfect gentleman! One you would never suspect of having such
passionate desires and primal hungers. Parsifal shivered with
delicious anticipation. "I've found my sweet lover and hungry
cannibal!"

Frog looked deeply into her yearning eyes, smiled knowingly
and
kissed her on the forehead, brushing her auburn-brown hair away
from
her eyes. Then he gently kissed each eyelid as she surrendered
to his
enveloping arms. She felt faint with desire at his masculine
tenderness.

"He MUST eat me!" she determined in thoughtful resolve.

"My tender lady," Frog informed Parsifal with serious
intent. "If
you enter my automobile, there will be no reversing of your
decision.
You will be mine completely and unreservedly. You WILL grace my
dinner
table!"

Parsifal quickly stole a kiss and hopped right into the car.
"Let's get this buggy rolling! Come on! Dinner's waiting!" she
giggled.

Frog got in on the driver's side. He looked at Parsifal and
smiled.
He reached for her. She met his reach and the two melted in a
long
passionate kiss, beginning as sweet acceptance and mushrooming
into
intense raw hunger. She wanted his cock! He, her pussy!

Frog gasped as Parsifal unzipped his fly and quickly
engulfed his
rigid penis with her insisting mouth.

"Oooh! Oh! Yes! Love, suck my cock! Ah! Oh, yes! That's
sooooo
good! Oooh! I'm coming. I'M COM..........ING!"...........

Parsifal hungrily swallowed every drop of her initial
marinating.
She licked Frog's penis clean and sweetly spoke to him. "Thank
you,
dear love, for beginning my preparation!"

Frog was hungry for Parsifal's pussy! He wanted to taste her
succulent cunt. Thirty miles down the road he stopped at a motel,
The Rendezvous, and rented a cabin.

Frog picked up a bottle of champagne and two glasses at the
motel's bar. As he re-entered the cabin, Parsifal smiled at the
champagne bottle in Frog's hand.

"Are you trying to get me drunk and then take advantage of
me?"
she laughed.

"You saw right through my plan, just like that!" Frog
laughed
back. "I only wanted you to relax a little before I eat your
pussy!"

"Oh! And how am I supposed to relax with the knowledge that
you're about to eat my vagina?"

"You're absolutely right, Parsifal! I'm getting so hot
again,
myself!" he said as he started breathing faster. "We better take
a shower together and then hit the sack!"

"What a great idea! I can make my pussy sweet for you! You
can get your cock fresh for me!"

"I can't wait to bite your cunt lips! Let's get that shower
out
of the way!

"Last one in kisses the other's XXX!" Parsifal offered.
NOBODY
moved! They both broke out in laughter.

"OK, you kiss mine and I'll kiss yours!" Frog compromised.

"Sounds so yummy!" Parsifal mused back.

Frog took a deep breath as he gazed at Parsifal's
voluptuous body.
Meaty in ALL the right places and there weren't any wrong places.

"God, you're just magnificent! Nicer than anything I could
ever
have hoped for!"

"Oh, how very sweet of you, Frog! I do hope I'll become the
greatest meal you've ever tasted!"

"I'll XXXX you tender and guarantee you will be awesome, my
succulent lady! Hurry, let's get this shower behind us. I NEED
you in
bed!"

"I NEED you IN me, Frog! OH! Your cock looks good enough to
eat!"

"You'll EAT it alright, and swallow it's product!"

"Mmmmmmm! Man juice to marinate me! Oh, YES!"

Into the shower they went. Frog lovingly lathered her back
and
her luscious rear end. She moaned as he turned her to face him.
The
sight of her full tender breasts and stiffened nipples brought a
guttural moan from him.

"I MUST bite these juicy melons!" he insisted. His mouth
eagerly
went to her breasts, nipping none too gently at her nipples.
Parsifal
knew she was truly with HER cannibal. He would eat her, of that
she
was sure! She felt purpose, reason, and pleasure.

"Eat them up, Frog! Raw, cooked, anyway you might want
them!"

"I COULD eat you all up RAW, my dear, Parsifal! But
fulfilling your desire is much more important than satisfying
mine."

"Oh, you wonderful man! How blessed I am that I found you!
I AM YOURS COMPLETELY!"

Frog went to his knees and gently sponged her pussy,
entranced
at it's waiting sweetness. He tenderly kissed it and turned her
about facing her plump, just eat 'em up, buttocks. He lavished
hungry kisses upon each succulent juicy rump roast as cascades of
refreshingly warm water poured down upon the two lovers!

As he came up, Parsifal went down and cupped his egg-shell
fragile balls while sucking his throbbing erect cock deep into
her
eager hungry mouth. She had to stifle her urge to bite off the
his
luscious man-pole! "It would taste so marvelous!" she thought to
herself. "I'm going to be eaten, and yet I could eat him all up,
myself! We've got to get into bed!"

In ten minutes they WERE in bed and all over each other.
Lips,
tongues, and teeth testing and tasting each other's flesh.

"I believe you COULD eat me up, by yourself, Parsifal,
dear!" Frog
gasped.

"Under different circumstances, my love, I know I could."
she cried. "But this time, YOU are the one who will dine upon
me."

"Oh, my edible lady, I shall dine, happily, indeed! My
stomach
growls for you!"

"How will you fix me? And cook me?" Parsifal moaned in
anticipation.

"Oh, my sweet! With seasoned oils warmed to 110 degrees to
impregnate your tender meat with unforgettable taste. To nibble
upon
and lick at your cunt until you self-baste the delicacy in your
delicious honey nectar. I want it now!"

Frog lowered his face to Parsifal's dripping pussy. He
inhaled the
heady aroma of an aroused woman and growled in raw hunger. "I
MUST
eat your pussy, NOW!"

"YES! YES!" she cried as Frog's kisses and licks were
causing
her uncontrollable orgasms. "OH! Soooo gooood! OH! EAT ME! EAT
ME ,
my love! Oooooooh! Yes, eat my cunt! Oh, sooooo gooood!"

"Oooooh! Let me XXXX you, Parsifal! Let me fill your cunt
with
man-juice!"

"OH, YES! Drive your cock, hot and deep, into my pussy, my
lover! XXXX me senseless! OH! OH! OH! YES! YES! YES!" she
moaned at
each demanding thrust.

"OH! I'm coming, I'm coming!" Frog gasped as his penis
jerked in
spasms as bursts of sperm were driven deep into her womb. "Ah!
Ah!
Oh! Yes! Ooooooh! Oooooh! Aaaaaaaaaah!" He stayed inside her as
he
held her close, kissing her tenderly in sweet joyful release. She
moaned in completeness.

"That was so very beautiful, my cannibal lover! What a joy
for me
to know I will soon fill your belly! And I WANT to! I NEED to! I
HAVE
to!"

They fell asleep in each other's arms!

Parsifal awoke about six the next morning. Frog was
sleeping
contentedly. She studied his sleeping form and face. She was
hopelessly in love with him as her devourer. How warm she felt
inside, knowing that, in a relatively short time, her juicy body
would soon be cooking for her lover's dining pleasure. And she
WANTED
it so badly!

"He MUST eat me! He just MUST!"

Frog awoke to Parsifal's hot wet mouth around his rigid
cock,
sucking and nibbling at the juicy pulsating member.

"Oh! That's so wonderful! DON'T STOP!" he moaned.

Parsifal had no intention of stopping until after his hot
jism
was hungrily consumed by her avid lusty mouth. She was rewarded
shortly as he exploded in raw passion deep into her throat!

"I just love your cock, Frog! Both in my mouth and in my
cunt!"
Parsifal moaned.

"As do I like it in your mouth, my sweet meat! And in your
juicy
hot pussy. Soon, however, you'll be in IT and every other part
of me!"

"Oh! I can't wait! Where are you taking me to be cooked?"

"I'm taking you to a private lumber camp deep into the
forest.
There, six very hungry lumberjacks and myself will happily
consume
every succulent bite of you, BUT, only after a week of awesome
sex
and deep body massages. These guys are famous for avid appetites!
They WILL just eat you up, Parsifal!"

"Oh, Frog! I'm so elated! I'm wetting in joy just thinking
of the prospect!"

"We'll be there in 10 hours, honey! That's when the REAL fun
begins!"

"Let's GO!" she cried."I feel like Snow White and the Seven,
no, not Dwarfs, But the Seven Logmen! Each with his own "log" to
impale me upon! Oh, Frog! Will they really like me?"

"Honey, I can guarantee you won't last more than three
delicious
meals after they get their taste of you!"

"Ooooh! The thought's driving me wild!"

"I have to say that I'm getting very horny and hungry,
myself!"
Frog mused. He grabbed a handful of tender female breast. "Mmmm!
So
soft and sweet!"

"We had better get going, Frog, or else I'll insist that
you eat
me, here and now!"

The couple checked out and went upon their adventure to pure
ecstasy. Parsifal slept much of the way as Frog was determined
to cover
the distance non-stop. From time to time, he would feel her thigh
and smile to himself at it's tenderness. She would softly moan in
her sleep. Unconsciously, Parsifal opened her thighs as his
fingers
searched for her aroused pussy.

"Oh, that's so nice, Frog!" she said, startling him, as she
awoke from the intense pleasure.

"Have you been awake all this time?" he asked.

"All what time? I thought I was dreaming about hungry
lumberjacks
warming up their dinner! Where are we?"

"We're still three hours away, my dear!" Frog told her.

"Wow! I've been asleep for a long time!"

"That's quite all right! I've been fantasizing about you
being
eaten!"

"Oh, you MUST tell me about it!"

"OK! Well, I picture you slow-roasting, and as you cook, the
guys cut juicy slices of flesh from your sweet body as you
continue
to cook! Mmmmm! Succulent fresh cuts of live-roasted woman! YUM!"

"Oh my! Oh, yes, Frog! I'd LOVE that!"

"I KNOW the guys will, too!"

The time and the miles flew by, and soon they were pulling
into
the lumber camp. As they stopped in front of the main cabin, two
muscular guys approached them. Parsifal's desires were soon to be
fulfilled!

The two lumberjacks introduced themselves as Lance and Rod.
Parsifal felt a spasm in her groin. They smiled at her and
invited the
two into the cabin. The four other lumberjacks' mouths dropped on
sheer delight at Parsifal's luscious body. Lance introduced the
four
other men to Parsifal.

"Parsifal, this burly guy is Poker. He uses a pike to break
up log
jams.

"Hi, Poker!" she said sweetly. "You look like you were
dealt a
full house!!" she laughed.

"Ah...er...hello." he said timidly, obviously not at ease
with
the opposite sex.

"And this handsome lad is Andre, but we call him Frenchie!"

"Hi, Frenchie, mon amie!"

"Cest bon, mon cherie! Par le vous Francaise?"

"Non amie!" laughed Parsifal.

"That's okay, madamoseille! I speak English good!"

"And, Parsifal, this guy here is Crandall. He's a Topper!"

"He certainly IS! Hi, Crandall! What does a Topper do?"

"Hello, sweet Ms Parsifal! A Topper cuts off the top part
of the
tree to limit the collateral damage to other timber. Also it
prevents
hangups off the ground which would be a real hazard!"

"Oh! That's a scary job, Crandall!"

"I love the view, ma'am! But I love what I'm viewing right
now
MUCH better!"

"Oh, you ARE a sweetie, Crandall!" Parsifal purred.

"And last, but certainly not least, IS Wolford! We call him,
Wolf!
The name fits him! He howls, 'TIMBER', louder than anyone I've
ever
heard!"

"Hi there, Wolfie!" Parsifal smiled. "Are you the Big Bad
Wolf?"

"Put on your Riding Hood, little Red, and find out!"
Wolford
grinned back.

"Oh my, I really am going to love my stay here! I can see
that,
already!" Parsifal purred.

"Well, that's our camp, Parsifal, sweet meat!"

You guys are just the sweetest! I want this, badly! Please
LOVE
ME, and then EAT ME!"

They ALL enthusiastically agreed to make her desires come
true.

That evening, after dinner, was pure heaven for Parsifal as
the
guys doted over her, wanting to comply with her every whim. They
massaged every inch of her disrobed body, all at the same time.
She
shuddered in repeated orgasms. The massages were followed by
lips and
tongues that tasted every blush-red inch of Parsifal's
mouthwatering
flesh. All moaned in heated passion. Soon. male members were
filling
every orifice of her pleasured body. Her mouth, now filled with
rigid
cock, could only gurgle in joy at the marination and tenderizing
processing.

Finally, she was able to cry out in passionate joy, "YES!
YES!
Oh so gooood, sooooo wonderful! EAT ME, fellas! EAT ME ALIVE!
I'm
ready! OH, my God! EAT ME NOW! Ooooooh! EAT ME UP! PLEASE!"

And so the week flew by as the hungry loggers built up their
cannibalistic desires. They wanted Parsifal IN their stomachs!
Their penises wanted to be nourished by her meat. Even their
sperm
would be enriched by her succulent flesh.

The FEAST would take place tomorrow!

Frog and Parsifal spent her last night of life in bed
together.
After tender sweet sex, they laid back, hand in hand, and talked.

"Parsifal, you awesome woman! You have brought intense joy
to me
and these lonesome log men. Tomorrow will be as good as it gets!"

"Frog, I love you for bringing my fantasy to life! Promise
me,
I'll be alive to see my flesh carved and eaten!"

"I promise, sweet meat. I'll even let you taste yourself
before
you die!"

"I want YOU to eat my cunt steak, Frog! Please!"

"I'd be honored, my sweet Parsifal! I was hoping you would
grant me
this delicacy!"

Frog went down on her, licking and nipping her clitoris!

"Oh, that's sooooo good! Eat it now, Frog! Eat me raw!"

Frog bit hard at her pussy. She winced, but shuddered in
orgasmic ecstasy! "I'll be a living feast, tomorrow!" she
expressed
to herself.

"I love you, oh, so much, Frog!" she cried.

"And I love you, too, sweet Parsifal! But by 11:00 AM,
tomorrow
morning, you'll be rotating on our spit. So let's enjoy this
evening
together". And so they did! Raw aching lust had it's needs
fulfilled
as they made love deep into the night!

Saturday morning brought into existence a most beautiful
day.
Mild temperatures and only a slight breeze promised a perfect day
for cooking meat outdoors. This day's meat was a special as the
day!

Parsifal awoke smiling and refreshed. What a passionate
night she
and Frog had engaged in. Her heart began to beat just a little
faster in joyful anticipation. She WAS ready for the spit! Soon,
she
would become a living roast, eaten as layers of her succulent
flesh
was cooked and sliced off her trembling body. YES! EATEN ALIVE!
She
came again! What JOY! What FULFILLMENT!

Parsifal quickly showered and presented herself to Frog.

"I freely give myself to YOU and the guys for your total
enjoyment! I beg you to COOK and EAT me!"

As the roasting fire pit was readied and the rotating spit
bar
tried out and found working correctly, the muscular men each had
their last sexual pleasure with Parsifal, coming deep into her
well-tenderized pussy and deep into the warm depths of her
throat.
She moaned her pleasure at this final internal basting. Now it
was
time to ride the spit.

The specially constructed spit would NOT pierce her whole
body,
but only to a depth of 12 inches into her pussy or rectum, and
only
10 inches into her throat. A bar along her back was connected to
both
ends while a metal strap placed around her middle held her into
place
as she rotated.

No internal organs would be damaged and Parsifal would be
fully
aware of her situation. Only a mild sedative would be given to
alleviate the intolerable pain. Thus with full senses, she would
be
roasted alive and whole!

"Eat me with love, fellas! I love you all!" Parsifal
joyfully
encouraged them.

Grunts of absolute hunger and delight filled her ears.

The spit was inserted into her pussy. She gasped as the 12"
X 3"
metal probe hit her cervix. She happily opened her mouth to
receive
the pipe that would fill her mouth. It was so easy after she
relaxed
her throat muscles. Then, the long pole was connected to both
ends,
the strap put into place and, thus, SHE WAS SECURE!

"You look sweetly edible, Parsifal!" Frog assured her,
"We're putting you over the fire, now, dear! Help me guys!"

Parsifal was quickly placed over the fire pit. The intense
heat
acted like little sharp bites at her flesh as she moaned in the
thought that she would see herself being eaten very soon.

Twenty minutes later, the guys began applying honey-butter
to
her reddening flesh, basting her lavishly with petal-soft
brushes.

"Oooooh!" she gasped in total pleasure." What a wonderful
way to
go!"

After 45 minutes, Frog instructed that the first carving was
ready. A hearty cheer arose from the salivating lumbermen.

A reflective shield was set in place to protect the carver
from
the spattering fire. The spit was stopped and Frog reached for
the
meat fork and slicer. He touched her fat-dripping breasts and
then he
licked his fingers.

"Oh, yes! You are awesome, Parsifal! Yum!"

Frog pushed the fork into her mouthwatering rump. Gorgeous,
rich, hot, woman juices flowed from the wound. As they hit the
reflecting shield, they popped and sizzled, filling the air with
a
tantalizing aroma.

"Oh, my God!" Frog raved. "Parsifal, you smell divine!"

The men lined up for a luscious slice of the living woman's
meat. As Frog sliced through Parsifal's juicy rump, he remarked
at
it's delicate texture and obvious tenderness. He offered the
first
slice to Frenchie, asking that he consume it in full view of
Parsifal's
eyesight.

As he took his first cautious bite, he rolled his eyes in
unexpected pleasure. "Mon cherie! My dear! You are so succulent!"

Parsifal slowly blinked her eyes in thanks and moaned in
pleasure
at seeing her cooked flesh disappear into sweet Frenchie's mouth.

Frog had the spit rod removed from her throat, temporarily,
having her body further supported by an additional strap. He then
sliced a thin strip from her XXX and held it to her tired mouth.
As
he slowly inserted it between her teeth, she slowly began to
chew the
sweet morsel. She moaned in passion as she finally swallowed her
own
cooked flesh.

"Can I really be this delicious? Oh! Enjoy me, my lovely
men.
EAT ME UP! I love you all! Frog! PLEASE! EAT MY PUSSY!"

"Oh, my dear! YES!" Frog quickly cut the plump juicy cunt
filet
from her roasted groin.

"Take a bite, my love!" Frog encouraged.

Despite the pain, Parsifal relished her flesh." Oh, Frog!
Enjoy
it! It's wonderful!"

Frog returned her to the spitting. He sat down to
contemplate
his treasured feast. Her filet was so moist! It's aroma so
tantalizing from so much marination! The petals of her vagina
opened
in roasted glory. He slowly and lovingly consumed his darling's
love
nest. IT was BEYOND description! His eyes watered in
appreciation.

"Oh, my sweet Parsifal! Heavenly delicious! A pure love
feast, my
succulent woman!"

Frog returned for a sweet inner thigh cut. It was perfectly
done. He moaned in pleasure, his cock aching in raw desire.

He masturbated into a cup and took it over to Parsifal and
brushed some onto her parched lips. She moaned for more. Frog
obliged.

"I love you, Parsifal." he softly told her.

Her eyes teared and her body shuddered. Both had been deeply
moved.

The feast became very solemn after she died. They ALL
missed her
immediately. Still her body would provide two additional hearty
meals
before she was reduced to meatless bones. She would Never be
forgotten.

Parsifal had lived her fantasy of Ecstasy to the fullest!

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Thrasher Remailer

2005-06-12, 2:45 am

In article < 9859e79a820d7ab19f7bbabbe99308e1@firenze
.linux.it>
Tarapia Tapioco <comesefosse@ntani.firenze.linux.it> wrote:
>
> In article <F36UNGK938514.6337731481@reece.net.au>
> Thrasher Remailer <thrasher@reece.net.au> wrote:
>
> You didn't do that quite right - you needed to sign it with the appropriate
> key.
>
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>
> "When will this nightmare end?" thought Parsifal as she

I realise that you're probably right, but I don't seem to have
Key ID: 0x7270D545

Thrasher Remailer

2005-06-13, 2:46 am

In < 9859e79a820d7ab19f7bbabbe99308e1@firenze
.linux.it>,
comesefosse@ntani.firenze.linux.it wrote:
>In article <F36UNGK938514.6337731481@reece.net.au>
>Thrasher Remailer <thrasher@reece.net.au> wrote:
>
>You didn't do that quite right - you needed to sign it with the appropriate
>key.
>
>=====BEGIN PGP SIGNED MESSAGE=====
>Signature: 0x7270D545 LE Troll
>Date: Sat Jun 11 14:54:16 2005
>Status: OK (Invalid)
>
> "When will this nightmare end?" thought Parsifal as she

Naah, That one shoulda been signed by Frog-Admin!!

A.Melon

2005-06-13, 7:46 am

In article <MKNJTSB138516.5718287037@reece.net.au>
Thrasher Remailer <thrasher@reece.net.au> wrote:
>
> In < 9859e79a820d7ab19f7bbabbe99308e1@firenze
.linux.it>,
> comesefosse@ntani.firenze.linux.it wrote:
>
> Naah, That one shoulda been signed by Frog-Admin!!

Same diff.