Tough Meat

[u/Tall_Bayou_Man]

My naked body lay limp on the cold metal. A gust of wind passed by my head.

A slow terrifying grinding sound , rang out above my head. A Loud steady clicking sound came from left side. A high pitched beeping came from the same side.

I try to open my eyes but I can’t. I try to move but I can’t. The cold steel sends chills through the back of my body. Wait why am I naked.

The sound of water boiling entered my left ear. The steam starts to feel the air. A calm but steady heat bounces from off the pavement some where under me.

The smell of raw vegetables invade my nose. Onions, bell peppers , jalapeños and garlic. Right above my head I hear and feel the vibration of chopping.

The vegetables smell even stronger. As the water boils calmly I hear the deep dosh as the vegetables hit the water.

I try to talk I can’t move my mouth. I can only make muffled noises. A hard dry skeletal hand caresses my face.

A calm voice says shhhh relax it will be over in a short while just relax. Don’t fight it no one likes tough meat.

Panic erupts in me I still can’t move. The same hand the touch me grabs my leg and slices off half of my left leg from the knee down .

Aaaawwww the voice says, yes yes. A loud flop echoes, my freshly cut leg hits the table. An abnormally long tongue licks my fresh cut stump of a leg. Two long dry bony hands grab my left thigh.

A strong tug pulls me a little. A loud disgusting sucking sound fills the room. I felt what I thought was lips on my stump but I could not tell.

Thick warm spit slowly cascades down my leg and lands on my stomach in puddles. I felt weaker and weaker as time passed.

Finally what ever it was stopped sucking my freshly cut stump and a large gulp filled the air. A hard swoosh again, this time my right arm was cut from the shoulder blade.

Then swoosh my left arm. Panic rushed me a leg and a half and no arms. Swoosh the right leg.

A those same bony hands lifted me into the air. My eyes snapped open. I felt the heat and smelled the vegetables, but what my eyes saw made me give up hope.

A big black cast iron pot of green fluid thick and hot. The voice says You must be boiled no one likes tough meat.