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I had a thought about an alternate reality where human cannibalism is legal and normalized.
It’s not savage; it's industrialized. There are facilities that process the deceased and even offer "death assistance" (euthanasia) to those who wish to donate their bodies.
What's the twist? If you're a guro fan, this might not seem significant, right? But there's a specific reason for it...
It all started when humanity became universally allergic to animal meat. All of it. Conspiracy theories blame a tick-borne disease or, more sinisterly, a vegan-engineered bioweapon designed to force humanity to stop eating meat.
But the plan (or mutation) had one crucial, horrifying loophole: the allergy didn't apply to human flesh. After all, imagine being allergic to your own body. The reaction would be maddening: "RIP OFF YOUR SKIN! PULL OUT YOUR FLESH!"
Because of high demand and severe supply shortages, some regional governments implemented "insane policies" to solve the food crisis. For example, if you "failed to be a qualified human being," you were sent to the butcher house. Other policies required women to give birth to a certain number of children, only to have one of them sent to a 'fattening house.'
After that point, the world was never the same.
It’s not savage; it's industrialized. There are facilities that process the deceased and even offer "death assistance" (euthanasia) to those who wish to donate their bodies.
What's the twist? If you're a guro fan, this might not seem significant, right? But there's a specific reason for it...
It all started when humanity became universally allergic to animal meat. All of it. Conspiracy theories blame a tick-borne disease or, more sinisterly, a vegan-engineered bioweapon designed to force humanity to stop eating meat.
But the plan (or mutation) had one crucial, horrifying loophole: the allergy didn't apply to human flesh. After all, imagine being allergic to your own body. The reaction would be maddening: "RIP OFF YOUR SKIN! PULL OUT YOUR FLESH!"
Because of high demand and severe supply shortages, some regional governments implemented "insane policies" to solve the food crisis. For example, if you "failed to be a qualified human being," you were sent to the butcher house. Other policies required women to give birth to a certain number of children, only to have one of them sent to a 'fattening house.'
After that point, the world was never the same.
At one point, history turned. Society, in its desperation, led the development of a human clone to satisfy the insatiable demand for meat. An entity, living and breathing, engineered from birth to be replicated and consumed.
They called the prototype "Aila."
Aila was marketed as the "Great Hope."
The corporations behind her—giants like Soma-Stock and Vita-Clones—launched her with a campaign of relief. "The Ethical Alternative," the advertisements claimed. "All the nutrition, none of the guilt."
The government, eager to stabilize the food supply and end the societal breakdown, fast-tracked her classification. The "Aila-Series" was legally designated as "biorganic livestock." They were property, not people. This was the crucial loophole that allowed society to embrace her.
The first models were the "8-Year Tendercut," designed to match the specifications of the scientists' "tenderness" reports. They were shipped in climate-controlled trucks to distribution centers, their identical pale faces and snow-white hair making them look like porcelain dolls. They were engineered to be mute; the corporations found that the screaming during processing lowered productivity and unsettled the butchers.
This solved the "hope." But it created something else.
Because Aila was legally "food," she had no protections. She was a product. And people, as it turned out, loved to play with their food.
In the high-end markets of the new world, clients didn't just buy the processed, plastic-wrapped cuts. The truly wealthy—the "freaks," as you called them—bought the Aila units live.
There were no consequences for what happened next. It was overlooked, the same way a farmer overlooks a cat toying with a mouse.
In private kitchens and basement "processing rooms," the Aila clones were subjected to the whims of their owners. Some tested her limits, her engineered biology. How much pain could she register before her system shut down? Her large, terrified eyes were the only way she could communicate, and for these owners, that fear was just another flavor.
The most notorious "gourmands" practiced what they called "living preparation." They would keep her alive for weeks, amputating limbs for "fresh-daily" cuts while she was sustained on nutrient drips, watching her own body be consumed.
Society, as a whole, pretended not to know. They were just happy the butcher shops were full again.
The false hope Aila provided wasn't that humanity would stop eating sentient beings. The false hope was that this new "solution" would somehow save their souls.
It didn't. It just gave their cruelty a new, silent, and defenseless target.
They called the prototype "Aila."
Aila was marketed as the "Great Hope."
The corporations behind her—giants like Soma-Stock and Vita-Clones—launched her with a campaign of relief. "The Ethical Alternative," the advertisements claimed. "All the nutrition, none of the guilt."
The government, eager to stabilize the food supply and end the societal breakdown, fast-tracked her classification. The "Aila-Series" was legally designated as "biorganic livestock." They were property, not people. This was the crucial loophole that allowed society to embrace her.
The first models were the "8-Year Tendercut," designed to match the specifications of the scientists' "tenderness" reports. They were shipped in climate-controlled trucks to distribution centers, their identical pale faces and snow-white hair making them look like porcelain dolls. They were engineered to be mute; the corporations found that the screaming during processing lowered productivity and unsettled the butchers.
This solved the "hope." But it created something else.
Because Aila was legally "food," she had no protections. She was a product. And people, as it turned out, loved to play with their food.
In the high-end markets of the new world, clients didn't just buy the processed, plastic-wrapped cuts. The truly wealthy—the "freaks," as you called them—bought the Aila units live.
There were no consequences for what happened next. It was overlooked, the same way a farmer overlooks a cat toying with a mouse.
In private kitchens and basement "processing rooms," the Aila clones were subjected to the whims of their owners. Some tested her limits, her engineered biology. How much pain could she register before her system shut down? Her large, terrified eyes were the only way she could communicate, and for these owners, that fear was just another flavor.
The most notorious "gourmands" practiced what they called "living preparation." They would keep her alive for weeks, amputating limbs for "fresh-daily" cuts while she was sustained on nutrient drips, watching her own body be consumed.
Society, as a whole, pretended not to know. They were just happy the butcher shops were full again.
The false hope Aila provided wasn't that humanity would stop eating sentient beings. The false hope was that this new "solution" would somehow save their souls.
It didn't. It just gave their cruelty a new, silent, and defenseless target.
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