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Saya's Week - Tuesday: Fraying Jenna

Day Two: Tuesday Frying Jenna When Jenna went to school this morning, she had no idea it was for the last time. Her 18th birthday was only two weeks ago, and she was one of the best in her class. Her good grades secured her the decent stipend she badly needed, since Jenna was an orphan. No need to worry. This morning the principal came to her class and took her to the nursery for an "routine medical examination". This happened from time to time, so she was used to it. As usual, the medical examiner took notes, and probed her hips and breast with his gloved hands, and took an careful examination of lower body. As always, he worked with the professional distance to be expected from medical staff, so this wasn't to embarassing to Jenna. He would make some ticks on his list and say "Your'e good to go!", and then she would resume class. Only he didn't. Faster as her eyes could follow he gave her an injection, and her body went limp. She wasn't numb, only paralyzed, and the medic begun talking to her. "According to Federal Stock Regulation 23 you are hereby graded and informed of your grading as a 'Meat Girl, Nonconsensual, Grade A', and are therefore to be marked and held in custody until processing. You are hereby stripped of your human rights in accordance to Federal Stock Regulation 14a and therefore have the same rights and obligations as defined for human live stock in Federal Stock Regulations 16, 17 and 18. This is to adhere the need of your owner, the Northern Ridge ...

... Quality Meat Ltd.. Do you have any questions?" he recited in a bored voice like he did a hundred times before. Jenna's eyes widened in anger and surprise. "Is this a practical joke by the class or something like that? A pregraduation ritual of some sorts? I'm certainly not amused!" The man looked down to her, only a small flicker of compassion in his look, for a split second, and answered, while he was putting a branding iron to her hip: "Thats no joke, girl. You are not an orphan, you are, and always have been, quality stock, bred in the Northern Ridge Meat Farm. Some people just don't have a taste for obedient meat girls, so the farm puts some girls on a normal live on college, and fund it. You never got a scholarship from the government, it was the stock funding from Northern Ridge you have been paid." She tried to move so desperately to escape the pain on her hip, but her body wouldn't respond. The pain was so immense, stronger than anything she ever endured, that she had problems to follow the man's words. "It's the next best thing to kidnapping a girl from school, only its legal with you, for you have been bred stock from the beginning. Did you never wonder why of all the girls in class only you and Sarah needed to attend the medical examinations? It's a quality check, nothing more. If you got no other questions, I'd like to get you shipped." Jenna listened in disbelief. It made some sense, for the medical examiner was always a bit too routinized about the check, and never ...