Wendy's Meat Chapter 1

She looked up at her dark ceiling, she could smell a whiff of fresh beef being pulled off the trucks to be cooked. She could not sleep in any longer as today was a very important day for her.

"WENDY," her father shouted, "GET UP AND DRESSED QUICK."

Her tight skinny body ached from the pleasurable night she had yesterday evening. She slipped on her blue and white striped dress, and carefully pulling up her knee high socks she checked her phone to see a text someone had sent her last night at 3:42 am.

"Your meat really is fresh ;)," the text said .

Being under the influence that evening, she could not seem to remember the exact events that took place, but she did remember one thing. His long white cock was the one she had dreamed about, but it was not just her imagination. She could still feel the silhouette of his body forcing his meat into her as he slipped away into the night leaving only the memories of his cock ingrained into her pussy.

She had to find him again, and make him into her personal sex toy, but who was he? She tried to remember her night, but blurry visions of drugs and alchohol flooded her mind. She looked back at her phone, the number was unfamiliar to her. She tried calling it, recieving only a direct straight to voicemail.

"Damnit," she groaned, "...his phones dead."

"WENDY, HURRY UP," her father Dave shouted.

Caught up in her infatuation with her last night's mystery meat she had forgotten all about the forty-eighth anniversary of the Wendy's fast food chain.

She quickly put her shoes on and ran downstairs.

The kitchen filled with almost the entire Wendy's menu, was not a welcoming place for breakfast, as they usually did not have the time to fix breakfast they seldomly ate it, but today was special.

As Wendy ate her food, she began to become worried. Because she had just turned eighteen, her extremely loving father found numerous ways to take advantage of her. He stated it was to transform her into a stronger woman, but everyone knew he had other motives. Who could blame him? Skinny waist, but large hips, amazing curves that were perfect to hold, and breast large enough to feed an army. Why shouldn't he want to show her off to the world?

And that is why she was responsible for giving the famous speech her father Dave Thomas was known for giving every year to all the fast food chains of the world.

It made her nervous thinking about talking in front of all of Wendy's fierce competitors. The charismatic Burger King, the luscious lips from Dairy Queen, and the strangely judgmental cows from Chick-fila, but none were as scary and mysterious as Ronald.