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Oct 28, 2013 · by Cann_S. Bangkok, Thailand; exotic metropolis and gateway to the Orient. Michael had arrived in the city two months ago from Pennsylvania eager to indulge in the philanthropic vigour of youth.
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Oct 28, 2013 · (cannibalism, gynophagia, consensual, vore, gourmet) This masterfully written piece on the fine art of gynophagia cuisine follows the experiences of Lord Ffilet and Roti de Femme. It is highlighted by one of the most ingenious cooking methods I have ever come across.
Mr Johnson and Mr Somsong re-emerged from the doorway, this time dressed in the same drab white aprons that the workers wore. One lousy piece of steak. Another gruff doorman appeared through the open doorway. The address was a shabby, run-down apartment block deep in the heart of the city, quite a contrast from the relatively trendy apartment that Michael lived in. I do put quite a bit of extra effort in the storytelling, and not just fodder for the fetish. There were still six workers each at a separate station. Where were Amy and Shaniqua? Surely he must have something up his sleeve? He placed the thigh back down next to the other cuts on the ice cold table. Best wishes. Unfortunately, the hosts have a side business of a BBQ cookout with that very secret recipe, and she might be on the menu next. The two girls whimpered through their gags. Nothing special about this tale, only that it is short and gets to the point fairly quickly. They carried him from the blacked-out room into another, equally darkened room. It's your basic kidnap, cook and feast short story that approaches this from the cannibal's POV. The last member of the group was Charlie, who seemed distant to the conversation. My only criticism is that it is quite devoid of sensualism which to me is an important ingredient in a fine cannibal story. Her body tensed as Mr Somsong pulled away the dripping head. It was Maria, a blonde, 22 year old volunteer from Florida who shared the room next door. My dearest followers I am very happy that you like my story so much! A white piece of cardboard had been placed between the cages, Michael strained to read the card. I just want to get home right now. Before long, Shaniqua had been subdued and was helpless on the table. A short taxi ride from the tourist district later, from what Michael thought looked like a trustable driver, and the group arrived downtown. Chance to indulge in meat from their old enemy. A well-balanced piece of work which does a better than average job at creating characters without cardboard personalities. How can i do that? This tale with an unique premise suffers mainly from the way the rather annoying Zilpha character is portrayed. The story would've been more plausible if the couple seemed more like a married couple than a guy still having a schoolboy crush on his wife. Are you still accepting stories to be posted?? Easy to read tale and the images described sticks quite well to the head. The only thing they crave is what they are denied the most. A simple straightforward read with nothing much more to offer, other than the standard Dolcett fetish fare. He moved his eyes down their bodies and thought of the dismembered girl he had seen in the last room. Michael looked at the shiny equipment as he was shoved to the back of the room. Thread starter esploratrice Start date May 13, If ever Hannibal Lecter was a writer, Chewy would be him. Though much is shown about the characters' backgrounds, not enough depth with the personalities makes it easy to interchange characters without affecting the storyline. The triple vodka in her glass suggested that she had broken free of her shackles a long time ago. Mystery, intrigue abound. You know that. He appeared to be a local Thai man but not from the streets. The shackles on his feet instantly caused him to fall to the ground. This story, although light on the fetish aspect, is wonderfully original and is an example of what she does best. It was golden-brown and had steam curling around it. He strained his eyes upward and could see another girl tied in the same manner in the cage above. There is a new group of voluntary workers with a spare room in their apartment. Bacioni bacioni bacioni Maria.
Bangkok, Thailand; exotic metropolis and gateway to the Orient. Michael had arrived in the city two months ago from Pennsylvania eager to indulge in the philanthropic vigour of youth. Michael had volunteered to join a group of voluntary workers after watching a report on CNN about the illegal trade of women and children into slavery and the sex trade. He was disgusted by the treatment and lack of help the victims were receiving and felt that he had to apply … to do his bit to help. The group was stationed inside a dishevelled apartment block within the safe tourist district of the city. Eight other volunteers shared the unkempt apartment block with him, three women and five men. It was dark and succumbing to damp but provided sufficient habitation to allow the group to help the homeless and abused children of the city. They were a friendly group and had welcomed Michael graciously when he arrived in the city two months earlier. It was his first time in another country and at the innocent age of only 18, he was grateful for the friendly assistance. Each member of the group had their own room within the apartment block, sharing a common bathroom, kitchen and common room. It was Maria, a blonde, 22 year old volunteer from Florida who shared the room next door. She had been in Thailand since the Tsunami and had decided to stay after falling in love with the country. Michael was beginning to fall in love with her. A short taxi ride from the tourist district later, from what Michael thought looked like a trustable driver, and the group arrived downtown. The streets were visibly more rundown, the smell uncomfortably more rancid and the people distinctly more seedy. Michael had been downtown during the day before but it was noticeably less welcoming under the gleam of a hundred neon lights. He kept a firm grasp on his wallet. Maria, who had been in Bangkok for the longest, led the group into a loud bar down one of the many winding streets. Loud techno music blared from the huge speakers as the group attempted to order their drinks. Michael understood fully, there had been a spate of date rapes and kidnappings of the local people recently … just another problem for the voluntary group to overcome. They left the bar and found a quiet table in the corner of the club. She was a black, 21 year old girl from Texas taking a year out from university. Her parents had encouraged her to see the world before entering the gruelling world of work and the free accommodation offered by the voluntary group offered the perfect opportunity. Amy was a fair-skinned, 19 year old Irish girl with golden-brown hair. She had arrived in Thailand over a year ago to escape the shackles of her traditional Catholic upbringing. The triple vodka in her glass suggested that she had broken free of her shackles a long time ago. The last member of the group was Charlie, who seemed distant to the conversation. He appeared to be more interested in the masses of short-skirted Thai women dancing around the club. Charlie was the most mature of the group at 28, and had been a regular voluntary worker for the last ten years. He told the group that his last posting had been in Malaysia, only arriving in Thailand shortly before Michael had arrived. The music was even louder in the heart of the dance floor, the flashing lights were twice as bright. The alcohol was already causing the inexperienced Michael to lose his sensibilities and equilibrium. Dancing in a boisterous nightclub with three beautiful, young women Although Shaniqua and Amy seemed keen to show off their qualities to Michael he only had eyes for the dancing Maria. She was wearing a tight red dress, the curves on her body appeared deliciously tempting to Michael. He imagined her freshly shaved legs wrapped around his, he longed to hold the breasts that were bouncing so irresistibly as she danced. He knew it, he was in love. The soft sensation of her breath on his ear made Michael feel weak at the knees. Michael turned back to the dance floor and contented himself with the sight of the two women seducing him. Groggily Michael opened his eyes. His head was spinning, the blurred figure of a man gradually began to appear in his eyes. Michael could make out an Asian accent. Michael looked down at himself, he was still wearing the same clothes that he had worn in the club. His sight finally coming back, he made out a dark, dirty room. The windows were blocked out but some sunlight managed to penetrate the room. It must be morning. Michael could make out the face of the man now. He appeared to be a local Thai man but not from the streets. He was clean shaven and wore an expensive looking suit.
He must have rushed straight over. I had to arrange some way of getting the girls here without any trace leading to me. Very nice, I'm very happy to see more of you If so how do I submit Please wait The big, burly doorman grunted at Charlie. You should upgrade or use an alternative browser. Michael dialled the first number he could think of without thinking. The methods seem planned out very well and the slow march towards the victim's demise makes even the hardened gynophage feel sorry for his dinner. That said, the story has an easy-to-read writing style with lifelike characters. At that point, Shaniqua entered the common room uneasily with the help of Adam, one of their fellow housemates. He started to feel uneasy. They became louder as Michael was forced down the corridor by the overbearing doorman. Michael looked over to Shaniqua on the table in shock. Before long, Shaniqua had been subdued and was helpless on the table. Excellently written tale with a good knowledge of Indian cuisine, a must read for gourmet cannibal purists, though a little short on the sexual aspects of the fantasy. Came across this story while browsing writing. He told the group that his last posting had been in Malaysia, only arriving in Thailand shortly before Michael had arrived. Charlie looked back to his notepad and flipped the pages, eager to prolong the punishment. A decent story with an interesting idea and premise, if a little short on the believability factor. Her legs flayed and her hands tried to scratch but it was fruitless, the doorman was far too powerful. Cannibalism doesn't have to be a dark matter. Though much is shown about the characters' backgrounds, not enough depth with the personalities makes it easy to interchange characters without affecting the storyline. He was now talking about Maria as if she was just a piece of meat. Michael was shocked to see a young girl of what must have only been 18 sitting naked in the cage. There were visible stitch marks along the length of her belly where the stuffing must have been placed. I just want to get home right now. It is a classic culture clash between PETA supporters and gun-lovers, and it doesn't take a genius to know who ends up on top, and who ends up on the menu. A can't miss read for Dolcett fans if you can spare the time. The address was a shabby, run-down apartment block deep in the heart of the city, quite a contrast from the relatively trendy apartment that Michael lived in. I appreciate and share your vantage point on many of the issues your write about. Michael could see the exposed ass of the roast. Mmm, white hen stew! Charlie motioned to the doorman as he walked by him back up the corridor. While his stomach was dropping at the sight of such ominous utensils Charlie had stopped at the far end of the cages. The hood was quickly pulled from his head. Michael instantly felt the chill of the cold skin and pulled away in revulsion. But some of its hungry denizens would beg to differ. It's your basic kidnap, cook and feast short story that approaches this from the cannibal's POV. Submit requests to "twistdart at gmail dot com". This story is merely a sidestory illuminating one of many such instances of these less publicized occurences, and it actually pulled it off quite well too, knowing how badly written most fanfictions can be. There were three rows of lifeless severed heads from young Thai women. We are talking premium membership if you want to enjoy the slaughter as well as the meat. Doesn't really offer much in terms of gynophagic fantasy fulfillment, but does stand out with its impishly clever and surreal writing. He sliced open her skin up to her breastbone and pulled the two flaps of skin aside. Michael could make out the face of the man now. Mr Somsong handed a large gleaming axe to Mr Johnston. Still, mildly interesting. Much of the story revolves around necrophilia and cannibalism is only mentioned as an afterthought.
Here are some of the gynophagia themed short stories I've read and decided to review and rate here. What does the rating system mean? For Writing and Story , I rate these based on originality, storytelling, grammar and just the plain craft of the language. Also high marks to stories with the plot that doesn't seem like a contrived fanfiction or fetish fodder. As for Erotic Impact , it's how much the story's cannibal angle peak our arousal. Stories with a low Erotic Impact rating doesn't necessarily mean it's a bad story, just one that is not geared to titillate us in an erotic manner. Want me to post a short story here? Submit requests to "twistdart at gmail dot com". In the meantime, I'll place them here for those who'd want to read them. Thanks for collecting all of these fine old stories in one place and preserving them. Best wishes. I just got your first Forbidden Feast magazine. I enjoyed it, especially the story about the Brazilian model. I appreciate and share your vantage point on many of the issues your write about. I do put quite a bit of extra effort in the storytelling, and not just fodder for the fetish. Dear Admin- i have a story to post with illustrations. How can i do that? Eatyoualive August 19, am. The Patriarch March 12, am. You can email them to me at forbiddenfeast-at-gmail-dot-com. Tobban May 10, am. Not read all but most of them. And I really like your skills in The Bluebeard Emperor. A nice and interesting read, well done! You must be logged in to post a comment. Short Stories Here are some of the gynophagia themed short stories I've read and decided to review and rate here. Read here. My very own story which was planned as a 1st two chapters of a larger story, so ratings doesn't apply. Enjoy at your leisure! Discovered this classic piece of writing in the earlier days of the cannibal internet community in the mid 90's. A must read. This tale is evil, evil, evil. Devout Christians might want to stay clear of this one if they value their faith. But then again with our kind of fantasy, we're all going to hell anyway. One by one, the girlfriends of Marc, Frank, Tom and Ralf had apparently disappeared without a trace, and soon, Marc's new girlfriend, Gretchen would find out how and why. Started strong, though pulling up a little short on the follow through. Still, another solid outing from Menagerie. Short, sweet, and a fairly formulaic read, recommended for its careful depiction of the victim's slow death by boiling. But what stands out is that the elements of the story is more submissive and sexual in nature, focusing on the build-up but not so much on the "culinary" half of the fantasy, the eating. All in all, a story for the "eatees" not so much the "eaters", and somewhat a refreshing read from the XX-chromosome point of view. It's all in good fun, though, or is it? A light hearted tale filled with deception and backstabbery. But their quarry was much more than just a nameless victim which puts the couple's relationship to the test. Hisdinner has a wonderful writing style which is good enough to be publishable if she desires that career. This story, although light on the fetish aspect, is wonderfully original and is an example of what she does best. Character building.