School Lessons in the Culinary Arts
Part 11: Jenny from the Butcher Block
By Cromm Cruich
From her position on her friend's bed, Maria watched as Gloria put on the next in an assigned series of instructional butchering videos, preparing to go over the material together one more time to supplement their in-class lectures. Her friend's room was cosily warm, but only dimly lit by the glow of the TV and the multicoloured strings of LED lights arranged in lines and patterns along her walls.
"How many
School Lessons 11 - Jenny from the Butcher Block
By: Cruich
School Lessons in the Culinary Arts
Part 10: Sizzling Fryer-Girls
By Cromm Cruich
The sizzling sound from the two occupied frying vats filled the classroom like a heavy rainstorm, while the tempting aroma of the frying meat of Tabitha Harcombe and Lara Rivers made many stomachs growl and many mouths water. At the three remaining stations, Genna Cannolo, Phoebe Chisholm, and Megan Monroe sat naked atop their prep counters, each locked and tied into their respective frying racks, awaiting their o
School Lessons 10 - Sizzling Fryer-Girls
By: Cruich
School Lessons in the Culinary Arts
Part 9: Deep Fried Tabitha and Lara
By Cromm Cruich
Tabitha Harcombe sat atop the prep counter in the same position in which she'd helped prepare Courtney Taylor such a short time ago, staring down at her clothes in a small pile on the floor. On one side of her stood her classmate Celia Becker, apple-cheeked and brunette — the incongruous vegetarian in this meat-focused cooking class, who nevertheless happily assisted in the culinary preparations of her
School Lessons 9 - Deep Fried Tabitha & Lara
By: Cruich
School Lessons in the Culinary Arts
Part 8: Kentucky Fried Chicks
By Cromm Cruich
Over the next week, the remaining students were given detailed and careful instruction in proper deep frying methods. "Working with hot oil," Mr Findlay told them on that first day, "can be dangerous even at the normal scales we'll be starting with." Standing behind his central workstation, he was demonstrating with a small game hen held in a wire basket over a 12-quart, heavy-bottomed stock pot. "Needless to sa
School Lessons 8 - Kentucky Fried Chicks
By: Cruich
School Lessons in the Culinary Arts
Part 7: Classmates' Boiling Passions
By Cromm Cruich
It was midway through the last of the boiling lessons in the Culinary Arts classroom. Maria, having already prepared Brett Lange for the pot in her own group, was walking with Gloria toward the workstation where Courtney Taylor sat in her own pot, attended by Rayne Morris and Tabitha Harcombe. The bespectacled redhead had fetched Maria's at the request of the others in her group, ostensibly to speak to her
School Lessons 7 - Classmates' Boiling Passions
By: Cruich
School Lessons in the Culinary Arts
Part 6: Cauldron of Delights
By Cromm Cruich
"I can't believe we’re actually doing this," complained Courtney Taylor, as she finished removing her shoes and socks.
Surrounding her, the three classmates in Courtney's group awaited the baring of her flesh with rapt attention, each eager in her own way to get a good look at the main ingredient for their boiling assignment. Rayne Morris held the nylon cords that would bind Courtney's wrists and ankles. Tab
School Lessons 6 - Cauldron of Delights
By: Cruich
School Lessons in the Culinary Arts
Part 5: Simmering Desires
By Cromm Cruich
with editorial work by MagicianX
When Brett arrived in class, he looked around the room at all of the remaining girls, wondering which of them were going to get boiled in pots today. The classroom was somewhat more spacious now; there were only twenty students left after that amazing spit-roasting lesson, and seventeen of them were girls. He looked to see if any of them were reading the schedule on the monitors so he
School Lessons 5 - Simmering Desires
By: Cruich
School Lessons in the Culinary Arts
Part 4: The Night Before Boiling Class
A guest chapter by MagicianX
with editorial work by Cromm Cruich
Moments after her parents departed, Thora Curry was out the door. By the time she reached the the end of her street she was away and flying.
She breathed deep, filling her head with the scents of night as her body assumed the smooth, nearly effortless rhythm of running. The relief was immediate; her heartbeat became steady, and the irregular jolts of excit
School Lessons 4 - The Night Before Boiling Class
By: Cruich
School Lessons in the Culinary Arts
Part 3: Popular Girl Platter
by Cromm Cruich
with editorial work by MagicianX
Impaled and helpless at Gloria and Brett's workstation, Mandy was in the final stages of her preparation. She lay exhausted, spent, and emotionally drained, her consciousness flickering in and out of focus, and as she rested on the counter where she had been spitted, she saw Glora slide an adjustable crossbar onto the end of the spit that extended from between her lips. Mandy was s
School Lessons 3 - Popular Girl Platter
By: Cruich
School Lessons in the Culinary Arts
Part 2: Kizzy on the Rotisserie
A guest chapter by MagicianX
with some additional material and editorial work by Cromm Cruich
Kizzy Brogan walked to her station with careful, even strides. She had managed to escape her elementary school nickname through years of scrupulous effort, but she knew it was still there, lurking in her classmates' minds. If she tripped now, they would all remember it at once. She would go into the oven not as the quiet, studious gi
School Lessons 2 - Kizzy on the Rotisserie
By: Cruich
School Lessons in the Culinary Arts
Part 1: Spit-Roasted Students
By Cromm Cruich
Gloria McKenzie had come to the conclusion that she'd made a terrible mistake.
"I don't remember this part in the course description," she whispered to her friend, sliding her phone over to show her. They were seated in the food prep classroom, waiting for the first Culinary Arts class of the semester to begin. It was a large room, fitted with many kitchen workstations, whose countertops doubled as table space fo
School Lessons 1 - Spit-Roasted Students
By: Cruich
Custom Order
By TwrchTwryth
“Oh, I didn’t realize you were a natural blonde!” Femke Wouters laughed. Beatrix de Smet shot her friend a nasty glare.
“Well, yeah!” Beatrix harrumphed, folding her arms over her chest. “I’ve always been blonde!”
“Okay, 1) that’s not the same shade of yellow,” Nour Baudelaire added, “and 2) as long as we’ve known you you’ve always shaved your pubes, so we can’t check
Custom Order
By: TwrchTwryth
Just some explanations about my Alternate Universe.
In this Anthro- universe, cloning, like in my storys, was never invented. The world is heavyly populated. About 450000 children are born more than than people die, each day (exept the ones in the food processing) . To prevent overpopulation, the Meat lottrery was invented about 200 years ago. Each child is in the lottery pot and has a good chance to be processed as food between the age of 8 and 14. They take at that day the place of o
Some background to my alternate story universe
By: Tricer