Fucked up phanfics

The Meat Fic

"I opened the glass door leading to the kitchen and the stench was so powerful that I reeled backwards, slamming it shut so hard that I nearly cracked the thick glass."

Dan has a rotten meat fetish. But Phil... not so much.

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I could smell food.
It wasn't appetising in the least, though. It was an odd, savoury smell, but slightly rancid. I could hear the blender from the kitchen, so I assumed that Dan was making fruit smoothies, but the incredibly dodgy odour told me otherwise.
I was in bed. The sheets were all tangled and knotted where I'd been writhing around in my sleep. The bedsheets were covered in crumbs and mysterious greasy orange stains.
Then I realised I wasn't in my own bed. It was Dan's bed, and when I came to my senses, I heard him mutter to himself from the kitchen. Then the blender started again.
I got out of the bed and walked down the stairs without making a sound. I opened the glass door leading to the kitchen and the stench was so powerful that I reeled backwards, slamming it shut so hard that I nearly cracked the thick glass.
Dan turned around, alarmed. I froze.
He burst through the door and grabbed my arm, dragging me upstairs. I struggled and gasped, nearly paralysed with shock.
He obviously hadn't expected me to be awake.
Dan pushed me onto his bed and held me down, using the force of his weight to stop me from escaping. The side of my face was pressed against one of the mysterious orange stains. I inhaled and regretted it. It smelled so nasty.
"What is going on?" I whispered.
"Just keep still," Dan replied, his voice surprisingly soothing. "And it will all be okay."
"I don't know if I trust you."
"Well, you ought to."
Slowly, he got up, leaving me on the bed feeling very confused. He locked the door behind him, leaving me with no escape. I was scared but I felt like trying to get out would be a waste of energy.

I heard a couple more sounds from the kitchen. Once again I heard the blender, with a few loud banging sounds afterwards this time. Then I heard the glass door being opened. He was heading upstairs.
Dan unlocked the bedroom door and then came through, holding two relatively large plastic jugs with plastic plates covering the tops. He set the jugs down on the table beside me. I gagged at the odd smell that came from whatever was inside them.
"What the hell is that?" I demanded.
"You'll see once you've been properly restrained," Dan said.
He ripped off my colourful pyjamas. I was terrified, but I felt inclined to obey. He then tied my arms to the small legs underneath the bed with thick rope, leaving me claustrophobic and embarrassed about being naked.
Dan revealed the contents of the jugs to me.
It was a thick brown liquid, with globs of fat and a few green patches here and there embedded throughout. I saw some pockets of blood also. The stench was horrific. I began to gag.
"I'll spare you some suffering," said Dan, putting the lid back on when I couldn't take the smell anymore.
"What is it?" I demanded, panicking.
"Blended beef mince," he replied. "Been left hanging above the radiator for weeks before I blended it into pure liquid. Just added some water. Then I let it boil on the hob."
It was more repulsive than I could fathom. It was so filled with mould and blood that I couldn't bear to be near it.
"Looks like it's time," Dan said.

He lifted up my legs and spread them apart. He inserted two fingers into my anus, pulling them apart, stretching me out. He grabbed the first jug and poured a continuous flow of boiling, greasy, mouldy cow flesh inside me.
I screamed in agony, feeling my insides peeling and burning as the vile mess poured past them. Eventually it sat a little further down my rectum, continuing to scald me, melting the flesh inside me.
Tears ran down my face as Dan poured even more. The first jug wasn't even half empty. Again the ground rotten meat slid past the walls of my intestines, scalding them, damaging yet more the already burned flesh. I could smell it, the strange, disgustingly meaty smell mixed with the metallic odour of blood and the scent of a dead body.
I began to ponder escape at this point, but I realised it would only make the situation worse. He would only punish me more.
By now he had just finished the first jugful of the blended meat. I could feel the weight of it inside me, all hot and greasy, pushing against the back of my rectum.
He continued to pour. The weight and the scalding got heavier and hotter. I was crying in agony and disgust at the nasty stench that was making me wretch. Would my bowel collapse? It sure was heavy. Was I going to die? Would I fit it all inside me? What would happen to me?
Dan was clearly extremely aroused. He leant forward and I felt his erection on the back of my thigh.
He was almost halfway through the second jug when he stopped and inserted a few fingers inside me. He pulled them back out covered in the mouldy beef.
"Nearly full," he said. By now the weight was unbearable.
He continued to fill me with the scalding hot thick liquid until I was filled to the brim. Then, to my surprise, he began to lick me, removing any excess that had been spilled on my legs or elsewhere. He then unbound me and stood me up with my legs shoulder-width apart.
He grabbed my ankles tightly, and then laid down on the floor with his head between my feet and his mouth open as the slimy beef began to slide out of me and into his mouth. Much of it missed and landed on his chin or neck, but he still got a decent taste and picked up the other spillages, sampling them and clearly enjoying it.
"It's coming out pretty fast now," Dan commented.
He didn't eat all of it that was inside me, but he waited for me to tell him that I was nearly empty so that the liquid right at the back of my rectum could be devoured.
When the blood and small segments of my own organs began to pour, I realised that they had collapsed under the weight of the beef.
Dan laid down on his back infront of me, in his element, as the blood and the greasy rotten meat slid into his mouth. I was tempted to sample the mouldy warm flesh myself to see what the hype was all about.

Not mine.