Finally it was over. But the whole thing seemed so unreal. Butthen I looked down and saw a big pile of crap beneath me."All finished with your poop, ...erry?'"Yes Mommy. Thank you." You're welcome. Now stand up and let Mommy wipe you."I followed her directions and could feel her wiping my ass verythoroughly with toilet paper. Several times. Then she flushed thetoilet."Stay here baby. Don't move. Mommy's comin' right back."I just stayed standing up in front of the bathtub looking down at. As she walked she reflected on the clothes she was wearing. They werefilthy and threadbare: a shirt, waistcoat and breeches, very tatty andingrained with dirt. On any other day she'd have been mortified to beseen out in them but now they were just part of her disguise. And what adisguise it was! With her close-shaven hair, big muscular frame and manlystride - and these clothes, she was a dead ringer for Burt. Anyone wouldthink she really was him.That made her think of the letter she'd tried to. ” Her mother said. Directing Alice towards a spot next to the conveyor belt beside her. “When the meat girls come down that line we only have a minute to make the girl cum and cut slit her throat before the next one comes along. This is the most important part of the whole process as after this they are taken to drain and frozen for storage.” Her mom said. “Wait what?!?!” Alice cried out in shock. “You mean we are actually killing the poor girls here? That's horrible!” “It’s not that bad. We laid together in silence, and soon I drifted off to sleep. Sometime in the middle of the flight, I felt him moving behind me and I opened my eyes, taking in the darkness around me. His mouth moved closer to my ear. “I want you so bad right now,” he breathed, his voice laced with lust and desire. His hand slid out from under mine and I stopped breathing, unsure of what time it was or what he was about to do. I laid there quietly, my hand searching for his, but his grabbed mine first,.