Celebrity Roast

Please Note: This whimsical tale was written to satisfy the request of a fan of the two actresses featured in this story. It is fantasy and not meant to demean or embarrass the celebrities.

Celebrity Roast

By DolSade

An Offer From New Heden

Elizabeth Hurley could scarcely believe her ears as her agent described the latest role in her acting career. Granted, things had slowed down in the past little while but this offer seemed outrageous. "Let me get this straight. This place in the colonies, New Heden, wants me for a pilot TV show and to make commercials urging young women to volunteer to become, what was the term you used, "spit muffins", to be cooked and eaten?

I admit that I have on occasion, eaten femcan meat since the liberalization of the laws but enlisting women to volunteer seems a bit bazaar. Tell me more about the offer."

"This place, in the colonies, declared independence during the economic collapse of the USA. Some military and techs managed to take control of nuclear weapons in their area and using nuclear blackmail, the state seceded and set itself up as an old fashion city-state.

They, basically, set up a libertine country, where almost anything was allowed. A group of gynophages, that is people who desired to eat human female flesh, congregated there and soon held political influence and sway. So much so, that the name of their capital city is called Dolcett, named after an early advocate of gynophagia.

Anyways, the citizens of Dolcett claim to be among your most ardent fans and want you for a pilot TV series, a celebrity roast, in the entertainment sense not the culinary sense.

You are to be profiled and your films honoured in a weeklong festival.

In addition, they would like you to make a series of commercials that will be used world wide to encourage like-minded people to join their community and, especially, to recruit women to volunteer to be culinary treats. The TV show will also be syndicated worldwide.

Both the TV show and the ads should get you back in the public limelight and restart your flagging career with a bang. Of course, the decision is yours but I urge you to at least visit Dolcett for the Elizabeth Hurley Festival and consider the other requests."

The bemused actress felt her pussy getting wet at the prospect of journeying to the heartland of femcan and her own roasting, in the culinary and entertainment senses.

So after some consideration she was off, with her agent. The trip was kept somewhat of a secret, in case things didn't pan out and because of the scandalous nature of the enterprise to "correct" British society.

The two set off for New Heden on a Lear Jet supplied by the backers of the enterprise.

Elizabeth was met at the airport by a throng of wild enthusiastic fans who wanted to see her in person, get her autograph and even touch her. She had not had so much attention, for a long time and she did all she could to accommodate all of her fans' wishes. The praise from the city fathers and mothers swelled her head and fed her ego.

Mayor Loco told Elizabeth that he would present the keys to the city to Elizabeth, the next day and a gala dinner was planned to fete her, later that week.

The next afternoon, the actress was given the keys to the city at a dazzling city hall reception, covered with great flare and élan by the TV press and news media. Elizabeth was enthralled by the attention and honour bestowed upon her. An aide to the mayor suggested that Elizabeth be taken on a tour of the city to visit the venues of her film festival retrospective and of course the actress immediately agreed.

The crowds at all the theatres were even more overwhelming than the crowd at the airport and Elizabeth was in her glory greeting her fans, having countless pictures taken with them and signing so many autographs that her writing hand was soon sore.

Later at her hotel, the best five star hotel in the city, Elizabeth relaxed with her agent and enjoyed a special liqueur the hotel had sent up to her. It was a new liqueur that Elizabeth and her agent had never had before. The taste was full-bodied and very smooth with a fruity flavour. Very satisfying. It made Elizabeth tingle a bit and sent shivers up and down her spin and after finishing the drink; she was relaxed and a little horny. 'I definitely have to find out what this liqueur is and take some home when I leave.' She mused to herself.

Later that evening, Elizabeth relaxed. She had enjoyed a leisurely dinner with her agent in the hotel dinning room. And the hotel staff had made it a point to ensure that the couple was able to dine without the intrusion or interference of fans.

Back in her suite, a phone call broke Elizabeth's revelry. The concierge of the hotel was on line advising Elizabeth that the hotel was sending up a welcome gift.

Elizabeth went to the door expecting a bottle of champagne or a fruit basket but when she opened the door, a beautiful woman, dressed in a skimp black maid's outfit and a hunky man in a conservative Harris Tweed jacket and brown pants greeted her. The man was handsome with light brown hair, about six feet tall and muscular. The maid was in her early twenties with auburn hair and a petit but shapely body. Her face was elegant and youthful and beaming a big smile. The outfit was lacy and brief, showing a lot of leg and cleavage. The maid was holding the expected fruit basket and champagne.

The man introduced himself as James Cetti and said that he had been sent by the film production company to be Elizabeth's guide and liaison during her stay. He introduced the young woman as Judith and was about to proceed when the girl broke in. "I'm not really a maid but the hotel let me bring up this fruit basket and wine. I'm your biggest fan in this part of the world and I just had to meet you. And furthermore, I was chosen to be your female entertainment while you're here, if you know what I mean. After all this is New Heden. And,… Ta Dah, I will be the main entrée at your celebrity roast dinner. When I heard that you were coming to town, I had to volunteer to be the spit muffin. In fact all the girls in your fan club volunteered but in the end it boiled down to my friend Sarah and I. I was the picked for spit muffin and Sarah was picked to be your stand-in during the tapings. I don't want to spoil things but the studio made some changes to Sarah that will amaze you."

Elizabeth was taken aback by Judith's statement. Elizabeth knew that volunteer young women were spitted alive and roasted, but to have such an attractive and sprightly young thing announce that she was willingly subjecting herself to such a fate was a shock.

The couple was invited into the room and the "maid" proceeded to serve drinks to Elizabeth and James. Elizabeth was delighted to learn that the bottle was not champagne but the liqueur that had been served earlier. James identified the liqueur as a blend of brandy and fruit and special herbs that was called Joie De Vivre or Joy Juice by the locals. He told Elizabeth that the outstanding flavour was not the only selling point. "There are rumours that the herbs are based on a Indian aphrodisiac and the drink has been know to raise some drinkers' libido."

Elizabeth had Judith join in the festivities and the trio were relaxing and letting the drinks take effect. After a short interval the little fan made her move on the movie star and Elizabeth welcomed the attention. Judith sensuously and passionately undressed Elizabeth, kissing and licking everywhere. The girl targeted the actress's pussy and paid homage to the clit and labia with special attention.

Elizabeth moaned quietly at the pleasurable sensations and then felt a set of lips on her lips. She opened her eyes to see that James had undressed and was passionately kissing her. James moved his attention to the star's swollen breasts and taut nipples, sending chills up and down Elizabeth's spine.

A now nude Judith had resumed her licking and fingering of Elizabeth's pussy with heightened intensity and fervor. The cunt was nice and wet when James and Judith changed places and James penetrated Elizabeth hard and deeply. Elizabeth moaned and sighed as James rode her to a climax and the star moaned as she felt James' moist ejaculation fill her love tunnel.

Judith and James made sure that Elizabeth climaxed over and over again that night, as the threesome made full use of the liqueur's aphrodisiac qualities; and as Elizabeth drifted off to sleep she could hear Judith whispering, "My movie star, you have made my fantasies come true. Making love with you has been the pinnacle of my life, till now.

I hope that my last and penultimate pinnacle and orgasm, will be when I become your girl meat. And, I hope that it will be a highlight of your life also."

Elizabeth slept in till late morning and noticed that her new lovers were not in bed with her but quiet sounds from the main room of her suite indicated that one or both of her friends were probably still present. Sure enough, when Elizabeth had completed her morning absolutions, applied her makeup and exited the bedroom, James and Judith were waiting for her. James was fully dressed, while Judith was completely nude except for high heel shoes. "I hope you don't mind, but I have to get used to being nude in public for my big scene and so I thought I could start now", she shyly asked.

The three had brunch in the suite when Judith admitted that going to the dining room, nude, was still too much for her to handle.

Over the light meal, James laid out the tentative itinerary for the festival and TV show.

Elizabeth had a week to enjoy herself, attend festival events and meet her fans. The spit muffin recruiting ads would take only one day, even if she decided to make all the ads.

There would be a special celebrity interview done, by one of the most celebrated interviewers in the world, on Friday afternoon, followed by an informal dinner with the TV executives and Studio brass, if Elizabeth was willing.

Saturday evening the live broadcast of the "Celebrity Roast of Elizabeth Hurley, screen legend" would be staged. The plans were for the culmination of the Elizabeth Hurley Festival to be broadcast live in New Heden and later syndicated as a pilot for a new series, around the world.

Elizabeth was delighted and overjoyed. This would be the highest honour of her career and the reception, she had already been accorded, left no doubt in the actress's mind that all would be a smash hit.

After brunch, James offered to be Elizabeth's escort for Mayor Loco's dinner and Elizabeth volunteered Judith to be Elizabeth's agent's escort at the dinner. The little fan was ecstatic. James left to return home and Judith left, nude, with a bathrobe over her arm. The auburn cutie had resolved to see if she could make it to the hotel change room where she had left her clothes. The bathrobe was just in case. Elizabeth was left to enjoy the day and prepare for her grand entrance at the dinner.

The State Dinner

James arrived in the early evening dressed in a stylish tuxedo with Judith. Judith was a vision of loveliness in a satin purple strapless gown. Her hair was done up and her makeup carefully and expertly applied. The studio had outfitted and groomed the young woman so that she would be a worthy adjunct to Elizabeth's refined polished beauty at the grand affair.

Elizabeth was the epitome of the glamorous Hollywood film actress, in her white silk designer gown. The studio had made available funds and resources for Elizabeth to acquire a suitable wardrobe for her visit to New Heden and the actress took full advantage of the opportunity to obtain the best the European continent had to offer.

The studio makeup and hair professionals made sure that Elizabeth's appearance would be prefect in all aspects and by all criteria.

The two couples were driven by stretched limousine to Dodge's Hilltop Restaurant for the evening's festivities. Much to Elizabeth's surprise and relief, the dress was formal but the fun was courteous, colonial merriment and enjoyment. The speeches were few and brief and a live music trio added a party atmosphere to the proceeding with a mélange of current popular music that ran the gamut from jazz, to easy rock and light country.

But, a little to Elizabeth's disappointment, she was not to true star of the evening. The scene stealers at this gala were the opulent platters of girl meat and the young spit muffins that were on hand to be oven roasted, spit roasted and grilled alive.

Judith knew the muffins and was excitedly pleased that her friends were being made into girl meat at such a gala event. She could be heard saying over and over again that she hoped her dinner would be as elegant and as memorable.

Elizabeth really was at a loss. She had eaten girl meat on occasion but this meal was all girl meat with only a few vegetables. Moreover, there was still some reluctance to engage full heartedly in such cannibalistic delights.

But as the wine flowed and dishes were placed in front of her, Elizabeth's English resolve weakened and she was soon enjoying each dish with relish. As Elizabeth drank the wine, she thought she could make out the same taste she had enjoyed in the hotel liqueur and the effect was very similar. 'So much the better', she thought. 'Tonight is a night to cast off inhibitions and get horny. I have my aides to quell my passions, all night.'

Elizabeth was feeling no pain and slurring her words slightly when Mayor Loco rose and announced that the volunteer spit muffins would now be put on to cook. The three nude spit muffins were led out of the kitchen by a cadre of chefs. All three women were in their twenties and Elizabeth could see that all three were very attractive with shapely female bodies. Two were blonde and the third a redheaded colleen. All were smiling and seemed pleased to be paraded, nude, around the dining room.

Two cooks brought out a portable Jessica 3000 and a blonde beauty went over to the machine. The muffin was secured into place and the machine was readied for action.

James began to explain, "The young woman, or spit muffin as we like to call them, has volunteered to be oven roasted for tonight's dinner. She has already been cleaned and spent the day in lovemaking. She has to be gutted and her body cavity cleaned and then stuffed with a special mix of sausages and rice. This part is usually done in the kitchen, but to honour your presence here, the cooks will do the procedure live, in front of the guests."

The Jessica 3000 was used to gut the muffin without a big mess and a show was made of stuffing the body cavity and arranging the muffin in the roasting pan. Elizabeth watched in amazement as the girl was cut open and stuffed. The girl remained smiling throughout the procedure, grimacing only occasionally when the pain was severe. The muffin was taken to a large oven with a windowed door and allowed to roast. Elizabeth noted that the girl was blinking her eyes while roasting.

The red haired colleen was chosen as the next spit muffin and placed in the Jessica 3000.

James continued, "This girl will be prepared for live spitting and live pit roasting in the barbeque pit. The machine will not only gut the girl but will assist in impaling the cutie on a spit. Again, this is being done for your benefit and all efforts will be made to make the spitting as clean as possible.

As the girl screamed in pain, James continued, "The machine has gutted the muffin and allowed her internal organs to collect in the base receptacle. The scream was more theatric than painful. The muffins are given Joy Juice and drugs to deaden the pain and keep them alive, as they wish.

The spit is being inserted into the vagina and through the body cavity. The cooks are directing each other so that the heart and lungs are bypassed. If the heart is hit, the muffin will die and if the lungs are injured, the muffin will not last as long on the spit roaster.

Watch for the point of the spit to emerge from the mouth.

Holes in the spitting pole allow for air.

The rectal post and other retaining accessories will keep the body in place.

The muffin is now being taken to the BBQ pit for roasting."

Preparations were started for the final spit muffin when a message was brought to the Mayor. After consulting with some advisors and the remaining spit muffin the Mayor announced, "A special volunteer has come forward for tonight's festivities." He waved papers that could easily be seen to be volunteer spit muffin authorizations. "Our Rachel has agreed to allow her meat to be auctioned off, for her favorite charities and to honour Elizabeth Hurley, providing the auction and enjoyment of her flesh take place tonight. Our muffin Beckie has graciously agreed to wait for the Celebrity Roast, to be made meat. So we will proceed with the display of Rachel and the sale of her prime cuts, if all are agreeable."

The Mayor nodded to Elizabeth and when the bewildered Elizabeth nodded back, the Mayor took that as a signal of agreement and motioned for the cooks to proceed. The brunette woman was let around to each table and examined by the patrons. As the delicate looking woman approached Elizabeth, Elizabeth thought she recognized the face and heard a quiet whisper saying, "Don't let them do this to me. I'm Rachel Weisz."

Elizabeth was shocked and turned to James.

His response was reassuring but not totally comforting. "The muffin is a minor celeb around here. She volunteered to become a muffin, if she could have her face altered using plastic surgery to look like Rachel Weisz, for her last days; and she asked to be treated like the movie star, around town. The request was accepted and the muffin was allowed a month, after healing from surgery, to make her theatrical rounds. The Joy Juice and the night's happenings have probably disoriented the darling. The Mayor and the guests will honour the girl, one more night, to give her a grand send off. Play along and enjoy the fun."

Elizabeth sat back and considered. Hadn't she read, recently, that Rachel Weisz had been killed in a car accident in East Asia. However with the next round of drinks, Elizabeth was back to her playful, unconcerned self, ready to enjoy the auction.

A chef, in white uniform with a chef's hat, did an examination of Rachel's body. The movie star was presented spread eagled on a wooden frame, for all to see and examine in minute detail. He caressed and fondled each part of the beautiful body and commented, "The mons-veneris will make a premium cunt filet and is considered to prime cut of girl meat.

The breasts are firm and tender, best served stuffed with rice and herbs to soak up the rich fats and juices, oven roasting will produce and served with a cream sauce make using muffin breast milk, a culinary delight.

The ass cheeks or rumps are fleshy and well marbled and will both make excellent stuffed roasts or cutlets.

The loins and upper thighs are meaty and firm and with proper tenderizing will produce tender steaks, chops and London Broil.

The leg and arm shanks are meaty and suitable for a femcan osso bucco.

The feet are shapely and free of calluses and bunions and a dream for the foot fetishes amongst us.

Ribs, and the internal muscles will, no doubt, produce tender and flavourful BBQ style short rib dinners and prime steaks, chops and filets.

The fingers are dainty and long, ideal for Lady Fingers."

The chef went on till all parts of the spit muffin's body were extolled and then the Mayor announced that bids and orders would be taken for the next hour, for Rachel's prime cuts.

He announced that Rachel had requested that her pussy filet be served to Elizabeth, the guest of honour and that Rachel's request would be carried out.

Beckie re-emerged to clean and pleasure Rachel one last time. Beckie gave Rachel a glass of Joy Juice and then proceeded to, sensuously and erotically, towel Rachel's nude body, lingering over the breasts and genitalia for long intervals.

James whispered to Elizabeth that Beckie had been a porn movie starlet before joining the ranks of the spit muffins. Beckie spent the hour, during which orders and bids were taken, demonstrating her expertise in lesbian love making, on a moaning appreciative Rachel. Elizabeth watched in wonder, drinking glass after glass of the liqueur, she had grown to love and she was getting very horny. She wasn't the only one. Most of the restaurant patrons had their hands under the tables and were writhing in pleasure, as they watched the show.

As Mayor Loco rose to his feet, Beckie curtsied to the restaurant patrons and left to polite applause. The Mayor announced that Rachel would be taken to the kitchen and her prime girl meat cuts harvested from her living body to fill all the orders that had been taken. He told the patrons that almost all of Rachel's tender flesh had been ordered and thanked everyone for their generosity, adding that Rachel's designated charities would be very appreciative of the donations and that Rachel had thanked all, for their generosity. He added that Rachel had left for the kitchen; saying that she hoped all would enjoy her fleshy treats. Again polite applause broke out.

Many of the diners flocked to the restaurant bar, to view the live butchering of Rachel. A large window allowed the bar customers to view the systematic processing of the young actress. The kitchen chefs and butchers provided a spectacular show of harvesting the cunt filet as the girl screamed in pain. The oval of prime girl meat was wrapped in fem-can smoked bacon to be served as a Fille Mignon to Elizabeth.

The breasts were massaged to tenderize the meat and then removed whole. A guest had ordered the flesh stuffed with an herbed rice pilaf and the dish was to be served in a creamy muffin milk béchamel sauce.

Thighs were skinned and the flesh cut from the bone, to be pounded into tender cutlets.

The cheeks of the ass were sliced away and oven roasted in moist heat to tender, savory flesh.

The feet were cut off whole. They would be roasted and served in black high heel pumps to the two lucky foot fetishes that had put in generous monetary offers, for their favorite meat.

No part of the beautiful actress went unpurchased and the cooks took great pains to harvest the flesh from a live muffin, as long as possible.

By the end of the evening, no part of Rachel Weisz, the actress born on 03/07/1971, in London, England, UK, and trained at Trinity College and the University of Cambridge, would be left uneaten.

Elizabeth noticed that there was activity at the oven and roasting pit and asked James what was happening. James explained that the two spit muffins had expired while Rachel was being pleasured and the meat girls were being removed to the kitchen for adjustments, to protect body parts from damage and burning, during the cooking process.

After further explanation, James advised Elizabeth that the two live spit muffin preparations had been staged to allow the actress to see the show. The heads of the two muffins would be removed and attached to two muffins that had been put on to cook earlier that afternoon, so that all the restaurant patrons could enjoy well cook tender girl meat. James advised Elizabeth that her spit muffins were disappointed that their girl meat would not be served at the gala dinner but agreed to this manner of presentation, to honour the famous movie actress.

Elizabeth was allowed to nod off for a while at her seat, by her dinner companions, as the dining room waited for the girl meat to be served. The refreshing nap revived the beauty and she was ready for the feast of girl meat. A decorative platter with a fully cooked spit muffin was wheeled through the restaurant. Elizabeth was entranced by the sight of the young beautifully golden-brown body. The girl seemed to be peacefully sleeping. A wonderful smell of cooked girl meat assailed Elizabeth's nose and the beautiful actress began to salivate.

The cooks carved and served the girl meat to the appreciative patrons, as the barbequed spit roaster was removed from the roasting pit and wheeled through the room. Elizabeth noted that this muffin was a bright reddish brown and not as beautiful as the first muffin.

This girl meat looked like a delicious suckling pig on a grand and impressive scale. The skin looked crisp and flavorful and Elizabeth could imagine that the girl meat would be moist and tender.

She would have to taste both spit muffins before the night was over, she resolved.

However, Elizabeth's revelry was broken as a bell sounded and a waiter brought Rachel's cunt filet, on a gold plate, to the actress. This was the first cunt filet Elizabeth had ever enjoyed and she bit into the tender flesh with gusto. The meat was surprisingly tender

and sweet. Elizabeth decided to enjoy the flesh of Rachel Weisz, a beautiful actress and rival, secretly wishing that she could absorb her rival's sexual powers and feminine assets into her own body, as she enjoyed eating the girl meat.

The rest of the dishes made from Rachel's body were served and the din of the dining room increased as the patrons partook of the pleasures of the three muffins' girl meat.

Elizabeth did manage a taste of all three muffins and was pleasantly sated as she left the restaurant.

A very raunchy Elizabeth got into the limousine with James and Judith. Elizabeth almost immediately attacked Judith, in wild sexual passion. The actress was hardly a lesbian but all the beautiful spit muffins' nude bodies and exquisite female flesh had triggered a new lust in Elizabeth's passion. The movie star had to enjoy live girl meat. She had to enjoy the feel and taste of a female body that was destined for the roasting spit or oven. Of course an equally horny Judith responded in kind and the two beauties were locked in passionate lovemaking. James undressed but let the women pleasure each other and instructed the limo driver to take the long way to the hotel.

James, with the help of the hotel concierge and the service elevator got the women back to the suite without creating a memorable scene. He joined the women in bed and the trio spent the night in wild passionate sex.

The threesome got up together just before noon and enjoyed a leisurely light brunch.

After the meal, the three split up to return home and recover from the night's revelry.

Elizabeth relived the gala dinner and felt a tingle in her pussy every time she thought about the spit muffins. Perhaps the volunteers were not as crazy as she had originally thought. Being spit roasted or oven baked in such an opulent, sexually charged manner would have an overwhelming appeal for the 'die young and leave a beautiful body' set.

The filming of the spit muffin ads was to take place in two days and Elizabeth looked forward to the experience.

Recruiting Spit Muffins

James and Judith arrived in a limo to take Elizabeth to various festival venues and events. Of course the actress enjoyed her fans' adulation and adoration, but there was nothing special or awe inspiring about the attention she was receiving. Pretty much the standard fare for festival gatherings. However, one thing did stick out. When scantily clad or nude spit muffins attended the events, the girls were always introduced to enthusiastic applause and cheers. The volunteers often flashed their pussies or nipples to show their meat girl tags. Even shy Judith flashed her pussy and stripped to join a group of nude spit muffins.

Elizabeth decided to spend the evening alone, to recover from the jetlag and the gala dinner, much to Judith's dismay. She dinned in the suite, on a simple room service meal and studied her lines for the spit muffin recruitment ads, which were to be shot the next day.

James and Judith picked up Elizabeth the next day and were driven to the studio.

At the studio, Elizabeth was greeted by the production company as Judith removed her clothes and joined a group of nude spit muffins. Elizabeth was in for a shock when Judith introduced Sarah to Elizabeth. The nude girl looked like a younger version of the actress. Sarah blushed and explained that her face had undergone plastic surgery and intensive makeup to make her look like Elizabeth. Sarah would be Elizabeth's stand-in and nude body double during the filming of the commercials.

Sarah gushed that Elizabeth was her favorite actress.

Judith reminded Elizabeth that Sarah had volunteered to be the entrée at the Celebrity Roast.

Sarah gleefully said that she was honoured to meet Elizabeth and act as the actress's stand-in.

The director met with Elizabeth and explained that he wanted Elizabeth act out certain situations that would be later edited to make the ads. Some of the scenes involved nudity and Sarah had agreed to do those scenes. Looking at Sarah, Elizabeth couldn't help but notice that the young woman had a more shapely, toned body with large full breasts, and Elizabeth was thankful for that little blessing.

The scenes were rehearsed and taped all day long.

Elizabeth urging women to volunteer to offer their bodies and girl meat for spit roasting.

Elizabeth explaining that all travel expenses and accommodations would be provided for suitable candidates.

Elizabeth extolling the sexually charged environment the muffins spent their last days enjoying.

Elizabeth signing a volunteer authorization form herself.

Elizabeth nude, mounting a Jessica 3000 awaiting the ecstasy of live spitting.

Elizabeth interviewing muffins, who showed their enthusiasm and ecstatic joy at the prospect of being made into girl meat.

Elizabeth interviewing beautiful women and handsome men who expressed their admiration and thanks to the muffins who had volunteered for the dinner plate.

After her scenes had been filmed, Elizabeth watched scenes, involving the spit muffins, being taped. She watched in wonder as all the muffins, including Judith and Sarah were practice spitted using a special Jessica 3000 that used a magnetic modular spits to hold the muffins in spitting position without complete penetration of the body cavity. James explained that an inventor, who went by the nickname of Leo, had invented the machine to allow the muffins to practice and enjoy the Jessica 3000 spitting experience without damage to their bodies. Judith and Sarah gushed as they explained to Elizabeth how the machine induced the most intense orgasms the girls had ever experienced. The giant dildo-like probes in their vaginas, asses and mouths combined with the knowledge that they would soon be delicious girl meat was the ultimate turn on. Of course, all the spit muffins had already been filmed making the same kind of statements, earlier.

Elizabeth's pussy tingled at the thought of riding the Jessica 3000 but her British reserve once again held her back. Judith sensed Elizabeth's reserved interest and casually offered that she and Sarah were staying after the other muffins and the production crew had left, to practice being spitted. James had also offered to stick around and help the girls. When Judith invited the actress to stay and watch; Elizabeth jumped at the offer.

James produced some of Elizabeth's favourite liqueur and after a few rounds of Joy Juice and watching Sarah and Judith ride the Jessica 3000 to satisfying orgasms; Elizabeth was nude and waiting her turn on the fucking machine. It was awkward at first, learning how to manipulate her body into the right positions and learning to relax, but finally Elizabeth was rewarded with a volcanic climax. The three women fucked each other and rode the Jessica 3000 for the remainder of the day. James was finally invited to join the action and satisfied the three beauties and himself.

Elizabeth invited the two spit muffins and James to join her for dinner in the hotel dining room, where all four had tender succulent cunt filets. The group moved on to the suite and the two young women were entertained by Elizabeth's stories of her movie shoots and her movie star lovers. A few more rounds of Joy Juice had the women ready for some more carnal pleasures, but while the couplings were satisfying, they were brief, so the two girls and James went home and left Elizabeth to enjoy a peaceful night's rest.

The next few days were spent visiting festival venues and meeting the fans.

Later in the day, Elizabeth or one of the muffins always seemed to find an excuse to ride the Jessica 3000 practice machine and all three women practiced being spitted over and over again.

Elizabeth was becoming a bit concerned that she was getting so turned on by the idea of being live spitted, roasted alive and eaten, during the few hours of sober reflection she managed each day. But the liqueur and the unbridled glee of Judith and Sarah soon had the actress lost in a revelry of fun and games.

Moreover, Elizabeth had convinced herself that it was her obligation to make sure that Judith's last days and nights be memorable. And Sarah's expert cunnilingus made it imperative the Elizabeth's look alike spit muffin was also included in any carnal activities.

The Interview

James sat at a boardroom table with the studio executives, organizers of the festival and production crew. He was updating everyone on Elizabeth's state of mind and any problems that might be on the horizon. "Elizabeth doesn't appear to be aware of our true purposes. The subliminal messages played back while she is asleep and in all the print media she sees, are making her very receptive to the idea of offering herself as a spit muffin for her roast. I think she will be a willing victim by the time the weekend rolls along. The two muffins have become her playmates and the practice Jessica 3000 the trio's favorite toy. The Joy Juice with the extra herbs is acting as advertised. I guess those herbs are an aphrodisiac to some women. All in all, things are progressing better than planned."

"Also, we had no problems obtaining the signed volunteer forms. The airhead didn't even ask about them, after she signed away her life. Thought it was just part of her role, I suppose. So legally, we can do as we wish, in any event."

"Her agent is more concerned about the number of muffins he can screw and the liqueur seems to be an effective aphrodisiac for him, also. There is no one else concerned with Elizabeth's well being after the weekend."

"Today we will shoot the scenes for the interview and all the rehearsal scenes will be shot tomorrow. The look alike muffin, Sarah, will also be taped in a variety of scenes. She looks so much like the Brit that all the viewers will think she's Elizabeth Hurley, the actress. We also have lots of shots of Elizabeth and Sarah riding the Jessica 3000, surreptitious taken with hidden telephoto lenses. We can use them to strengthen the case that Elizabeth was a willing participant, even practicing being spitted with the other spit muffins."

"After the final tapings today and tomorrow afternoon, we can edit together any scenario we want. Elizabeth Hurley will be feted and honoured at her celeb roast tomorrow. And, if I'm reading the consensus of this meeting, the look alike will be spitted and barbequed as Elizabeth Hurley for the mass TV audience and our wealthy dinner guests can dine on the real Elizabeth Hurley Sunday."

"I think all the bases are covered and l see only smooth sailing ahead. It will be interesting to see how willing our entrée will be, come roasting time Sunday. Anyone care to place wagers?"

"Just make sure everything runs smoothly this time. We lost a fortune when we had to use that other actress, what was her name, oh yea, Rachel Weisz, ahead of time", interjected one of the studio execs.

"Not really." James replied. "The local diners paid well for that dinner. Maybe not as much as the millionaires and billionaires will pay for the dinner, Sunday, but still a great deal of money; and we owed Mayor Loco and the city council. After all, everyone at the dinner knew the real Rachel Weisz was the star entrée.

After their unexpected treat, I'm sure that things will be copasetic for a long time."

Elizabeth arrived at the TV studio, early Friday, lucid and semi-sober. She was quite used to giving interviews in such a state, so she foresaw no problems. When it was explained to the actress that the production crew wanted to film a large number of scenes for the final edited interview and the Celeb Roast on Saturday, Elizabeth thought little of the request. Her only real concern was that it would lessen the time she could spend with her love muffins and her new toy, the Jessica.

Elizabeth was somewhat relived when she was introduced to the interviewer. She recognized the man as one of the good guys, who was more interested in trying to turn ordinary actresses into screen sirens and legends than in finding and dishing the dirt.

Moreover, the promise that Elizabeth could ignore any questions she didn't like, and the reassurance that both Elizabeth and her agent could view the final interview and make changes before airing, set the actress's mind to rest.

The interview began.

" Elizabeth Hurley was born on 06/10/1965, in Hampshire, England, UK.  She is 5' 9" tall and weighs 117 lbs.  Elizabeth Hurley attended London Studio Centre and began her career in popular British show "Rumpole of the Bailey".

Tonight we will show the human side of this famous actress and share childhood memories, relive past roles and get a personal insight into the things that make Elizabeth the person she is."

Elizabeth didn't like the reference to her age but the rest of the intro was OK. The interviewer and his staff had done an amazing amount of research and had uncovered a great deal of Elizabeth's life. Elizabeth was astounded by all the information and data.

She couldn't believe all the positive comments made about her and her work by her peers, both in front of the camera and behind. The topper was, not one comment or remark was negative.

Elizabeth was lost in the whirl of scenes that were shot that day. If she had any doubts about any scenes or any lines, those doubts were quickly squelched by her agent who urged Elizabeth to get on with it.

Finally the taping was all over. Elizabeth and her agent had a sumptuous dinner of girl meat dishes with the interviewer and the studio bigwigs. Elizabeth savored the meat. It was now her favorite. But Elizabeth's major concern was for Judith. Tonight would be the lovely girl's last night, and Elizabeth and Sarah had promised the muffin to make the night special.

When Elizabeth arrived at her suite, she found the two muffins nude sprawled across her bed. The girls had spent the day on the practice Jessica 3000 to make sure all would go off without a hitch, so their vaginas and asses were very sore.

A round of liqueur soon got the women in the mood and soon the trio were fucking like bunnies. The two spit muffins had brought their favorite dildos and vibrators and Elizabeth had gone to an adult sex shop to pick up a few gems of her own.

The love toys, tongues and fingers were put to good use, all night.

Copious amounts of liqueur was consumed, mixed with other drugs to make the evening special.

When the women could no longer muster energy for their love games, Judith promised Elizabeth that she would do her best to make Elizabeth's day memorable and the spit muffin made the beautiful actress promise to eat her cunt filet.

With that declaration, the three slipped into blissful sleep.

The Roast

The three beauties rose early for the big day and had a light breakfast. Judith was filled with glee and nervous energy. Her big day had come. Elizabeth was a bit torn but she could understand her paramour's enthusiasm. Elizabeth caught herself wishing she too could ride the Jessica 3000 for real and feed her fans, her ultimate offering.

At the studio, the three women were meticulously cleaned and groomed. Of course, special attention was paid to the muffins anuses and vaginas.

As Elizabeth got ready for her makeup, the director announced to the women that the climax of the Celebrity Roast would be the real spitting, roasting and consumption of Elizabeth. As Elizabeth sagged, he quickly announced that Sarah would, of course,

be used for the actual spitting and roasting and she would be eaten.

Judith and Sarah hugged joyously, as a bewildered Elizabeth wobbled to makeup.

A radiant beautiful Elizabeth returned from makeup dressed in a sexy, stylish red satin gown.

She sought out the muffins and listened to a joyful Sarah tell her, "I'm in heaven. This has always been my fondest dream. Not only did I get to make love with my screen idol and share in her life. But I get to be eaten at her special dinner. This is a lot better than when we won the cheerleading finals, last year. But, there is one problem. Can you manage to eat two cunt filets?"

Elizabeth promised to try.

Then the director yelled the infamous line, "Lights. Cameras. Action" and the show began.

The interviewer, acting as the emcee, began with the Elizabeth Hurley bio and all was set into motion. Elizabeth was lost by what was happening but by glancing at the monitors and with her knowledge of how TV productions went, she knew her comments with edited clips were creating a seamless tribute to her and her acting career. At least she hoped that was the case.

After a commercial break, the emcee announced that the time had come for the spit muffins to be prepared for the oven and the barbeque pit. He announced that Elizabeth Hurley had volunteered to be roasted for her Celebrity Roast to honour all her fans in New Heden and a video clip of Elizabeth signing her volunteer form was shown. The next scene was Elizabeth removing her dazzling red gown and undressing completely.

It was announced that Elizabeth and Judith, a spit muffin volunteer and a member of the Dolcett Elizabeth Hurley fan club would pleasure each other, to intensive the flavour and tenderness of their flesh. For an hour the studio audience and the TV audience were treated to the two beauties making wild, passionate lesbian love.

Beckie and another muffin were introduced and toweled Elizabeth/Sarah and Judith clean, sensuously and erotically.

Judith was led to a Jessica 3000 and was gutted as the emcee explained the procedure to the few in the audience who were not familiar with the steps. The public show version of the gutting, minimizing the gore of blood and intestines, was used. Judith was stuffed, arranged on the Jessica 3000 and spitted as the emcee announced the familiar steps of the process. Spitted and properly secured, Judith was taken to the roasting pit. A, on site, reporter got a raspy comment from the muffin as she was being taken to the pit, "This is the crowning moment of my life. I hope all the diners enjoy my meat."

A video clip of an excited Judith talking, about how she was looking forward to her spitting, roasting and being made meat, was aired.

Elizabeth/Sarah was led through the studio audience and acknowledge all their praise and good wishes. She enthusiastically mounted the Jessica 3000, as clips from the commercial tapings were aired. The actress was extolling the virtues of volunteering for spit muffin status in New Heden and the joys that would accrue.

A clean gutting was done for benefit of any queasy viewers. Most of the time, the camera was focused on the muffin's face, showing a radiant smile, only occasionally marred by grimaces of pain. The empty body cavity was stuffed and the wound sealed with special glue and meat girl bandages that hid the wound. The cooks moved the body into the position they had earlier decided upon. The muffins magnificent breasts and pussy were fully displayed and the beautiful face made the focal point of the presentation. To the polite applause of the studio audience Elizabeth/Sarah was taken to the large oven, where both the in studio audience and home viewers could watch her cook to a perfect golden brown.

Approximately 40 minutes into the cooking, the cameras zoomed in on the beauty's face and the announcer reported that Elizabeth/Sarah had become meat.

A similar declaration had been made 10 minutes earlier for Judith. Each time the audience quietly applauded.

The tributes continued all afternoon and into the early evening with clips of the various interviews and scenes from Elizabeth Hurley's movie and TV career. Of course, there was a great deal of coverage centred on the two roasting spit muffins.

When cooks pronounced the girl meat ready for dining, special carts arrived on site and the two roasted spit muffins were ceremoniously plated and wheeled though the studio to waiting vans.

TV cameras followed the vans a short distance to Dodge's Hilltop Restaurant.

The ornate meat girl platters were ceremoniously wheel into the dining room to a loud standing ovation.

Mayor Loco motioned for the restaurant patrons to be seated. Next, he said a New Heden style of grace, thanking the spit muffins, especially Elizabeth for their gift of meat and instructed the cooks to serve dinner. Applause broke out once again as the cooks carved girl meat and served the guests. As a gesture of kindness, portions of Judith and Sarah's cunt filets were taken to a sequestered Elizabeth. Elizabeth kept her promise to her lovers and ate their flesh.

The meat was tender and savory and with each bite Elizabeth reminisced over the past few days with the lovely girls.

Of course, the cameras continued to roll and present to an envious home audience, a scene of opulent consumption.

For the home audience, a local resident of Dolcett that had been chosen to represent the common people and he was interviewed. Mr. Katatoauton had a big smile on his face, as a plate of Elizabeth was brought to his table, for him to enjoy. As he savored the meat, he commented that Elizabeth Hurley was his favorite actress and eating this portion of her flesh would be the high point of his life.

Of course, all the city dignitaries and studio execs were counting their blessings as they enjoyed the girl meat.

Elizabeth Hurley – Spit Muffin

James had insured that Elizabeth had been given copious amounts of her liqueur and other drugs to sedate her. Elizabeth's agent had been told ahead of time that Sarah would sub for Elizabeth and no harm would come to his client. Two expert muffins had been assigned to keep the man preoccupied and happy, so the agent presented no problems. Just to be on the safe side, the agent would be kept confined.

The next morning, James awoke Elizabeth and allowed the beauty to regain some sobriety. Elizabeth sobbed pitifully when she was told that she would be spitted and roasted like Sarah, later that day. James told Elizabeth that 100 of the richest men and women in the world had paid $10,000 each, to dine on her flesh. The $1,000,000 legacy would find its way to Elizabeth's chosen heirs as a final payment to her. James asked Elizabeth to remember Judith and Sarah and the last few days. He told Elizabeth that she had spent the last week as a spit muffin with her spit muffin brethren. He urged Elizabeth to embrace the experience as a muffin and go to the spit joyously.

Elizabeth simply responded by drinking a copious amount of liqueur.

Early that afternoon, James arrived to take Elizabeth to Dodge's Hilltop Restaurant for her final performance. The actress was somber and docile. She had been dressed in her red satin gown and groomed to perfection by the studio makeup artists.

Just to be sure, James offered a large glass of liqueur to Elizabeth that she greedily gulped down.

Elizabeth was escorted into the restaurant by James, to a thunderous standing ovation. The roasting would take hours but everyone had arrived early for the complete show.

A special platform had been erected as centre stage and Elizabeth was taken to that stage. Beckie and another spit muffin joined Elizabeth. The muffins were nude. The girls proceed to undress Elizabeth as erotically as they could.

Mayor Loco, acting as an emcee, told the assembled elite that the two women with Elizabeth had volunteered to give their meat that day, also. There was polite applause.

He announced that in keeping with established practice, the spit muffins would pleasure each other to impart special flavours that only sexual orgasm could produce.

Beckie once again demonstrated the skills she had learned as a porn star. Interest was so great that many patrons left their seats for a momentary close-up view of the spectacle.

James and his associates gauged the audiences' interest in the sexual extravaganza and allowed the show to go on for one hour.

At the end of the hour, a Jessica 3000 was brought to the platform and Beckie was secured for gutting and spitting. The public display mode would be used, only this time a little blood would be allowed to splatter on the cooks' white uniforms. As the gutting blade torn into Beckie's torso, the muffin screamed in agony and thrashed about. As the cook finished the gutted and stuffed the cavity, the beauty screamed that she had changed her mind and pleaded for mercy. The cooks ignored the screams and pleas, and soon the yelling was stilled by the spit poking out of Beckie's mouth. Beckie was ceremoniously taken to the glassed in barbeque pit and put on to roast.

Muffin two was tried by her hands and feet to a rectangular frame and the patrons were invited to order their favorite body parts, which would be prepared according to the diner's wishes. The muffin would be displayed for one hour. As orders were taken, the unavailability of the flesh would be indicated by a blood-red marker.

The room dimmed and a spotlight centred on Elizabeth. The Head Chef moved to prepare the movie star. Elizabeth had been jolted back to reality by Beckie's screams. James had advised the Head Chef to administer another dose of liqueur to quiet the beauty, but when the drink was offered, Elizabeth declined and whispered that she wanted to honour Judith and Sarah by going into the oven as a true spit muffin. The chef looked to James and at his nod, the drink was taken away. A local anesthetic was applied to the star's torso to ease the pain of the very sharp knife and the stuffing of the empty body cavity was done quickly. Gluing and taping of the wound was done expertly and quickly so that the body appeared to be intact and whole. Elizabeth was arranged in the same position as her stand-in, the day earlier to display her breasts and mons-veneris and highlight her beautiful face.

Once in the pan, James had the star loaded on to a cart and asked the actress if she had any last request. Surprisingly, Elizabeth asked to be wheeled through the room to acknowledge her fans. James slowly wheeled the cart to every table and Elizabeth bravely acknowledged each compliment and all the praise, sometimes with a small smile. A thunderous last standing ovation ushered Elizabeth Hurley into the roasting oven.

Hushed murmurs went through the crowd as first Beckie and then Elizabeth were made girl meat.

The second muffin was taken to the kitchen to have her meat harvested for entrées after an hour of being on display. The restaurant patrons spent the rest of the afternoon watching the Elizabeth Hurley Roast and Testimonial, while watching Elizabeth cook to a delicious golden brown.

Many of the patrons of the grand meal had made other arrangements to keep their lust and passions churning as the spit muffins cooked.

Some took advantage of the bar viewing window and watched the cooks harvest the girl meat from the pretty muffin. The thrill of watching the preparation of their meat was an orgasmic turn-on, which could not be denied. As with Rachel, the harvesting of the cunt filet, breasts, rumps and leg meat was accompanied by quiet moans as both men and women rubbed their genitalia in lust and passion.

More often than not, a rendezvous with a spouse and/or lover was consummated in a waiting limousine or hotel room. Glamorous call girls, provided by the event sponsors, also did a brisk business.

When the Head Chef pronounced the roasts ready, the waiters removed Beckie and as her flesh cooled, Elizabeth was plated amid a colourful mélange of vegetables and wheeled through the dining room.

The room was silent and in awe as Elizabeth was wheeled through the room slowly so that all could ogle the beautiful golden-brown form. The cart stopped in front of the tables of the most distinguished luminaries and the choicest cuts of girl meat were served on gold plates, with local seasonal vegetables. The Fille Mignon went to a senior member of the White House. Breasts were served to CEOs of the top Fortune 666 companies. The actress's feet fed a senator and four-star general. Before the evening was over, all the restaurant patrons would receive a portion of the savory flesh.

The two other muffins ensured that all patrons would be well fed and. in the end; all the patrons unanimously agreed that their exorbitant bill of fare had been money well spent and the evening had been memorable.

A week later, newspaper headlines announced that a private Lear jet carrying the popular British actress had disappeared in the Bermuda Triangle. The actress had been vacationing and pursuing a part in a TV series, in the West Indies with her agent.

After the search and rescue was called off, the interview and retrospective of Elizabeth Hurley, filmed in Dolcett, received worldwide play.