The meeting was planned for total secrecy. The cover was an annual convention get away by the top executives of the largest health care insurers. All personally extremely wealthy they have made billions for their shareholders over the last decade. But the analysts of all three firms had detected a growing drain on their fimrs financial performance. At first it was a simple matter to increase rates. Then the healthcare reforms took effect and their was no escape from the mounting losses. A country of increasing obesity meant increased health care costs and with the new federal legislation there seemed to be no escape from the drain on the corporate treasuries to cover heart procedures, knee and hip replacements, gall bladder removals and a dozen more costly operations that the morbidly obese population sought and got almost free. the main culprit was the female. Not only did they get the care they needed they lived longer and hence required still more care resulting in greater financial strian on the corporations. "if this isn't reveresed we all will be bankrupt in 10 years", Elton Smith began. "This epedemic of obesity is killing us!" They others in the room grumbled in agreement. "these fat hiefers are going to break us and worse yet the majority are breeeders that just add to the problem" another added. "the statistics show that obeses females beget obese females and with ther birth rate increasing there is no good outcome for us". Sir James puffed on his cigar. "we won't be around,to see the effect of their fat offspring, we will be long out of business". The boy wonder in the group, Sheldon Proxmire just smiled. "there is a way out for us and it won't be that difficult we need an exterminator or rather a team of them. Independent 'operators' like the bounty hunters of the old West". "What you propose is madness" Sir James scoffed as he poured himself another brandy. "it's madness to allow this group of pigs to take from us all we have!" Proxmire fired back. "you've seen the numbers, on average each one of these corpulent females costs us over $1,000,000 over their life time above what a size 4 trophy wife requires. Take out just 1000 of them and it's a billion dollars.I think we can easily recruit a team of 100 exterminators that can 'take out...exterminate' 1 supersized lady a week. In a year that's 5 billion dollars and that's just the tip of the potentail." They debared during the next three days but in the end sheldon was given the go ahead for a pilot program to test the potential. The traget population was females 25 to 40 years old and weight in excess of 300 pounds. The extermnation was about to begin.....

Great start Roxxie, can't wait to read more. I am looking foreword to reading how these fatties meet their ends. Would love to be on one of those teams going round "testing rope strength" by hanging fat pig cunts.

Seth watches as the roll up door slowly opens. Hugo, the very large black man who runs this intake center is quick and efficient as well as always having great coffee always brewing. Hugo gives him the thumbs up and he pulls over to the yellow X painted on the garage floor. Hugo lowers the door with the chain and comes over to seth giving him a high five. "My brother whatcha got for me today?", Hugo asks. "Primo cunt, Hugo. I think I have a bonus bitch", Seth answers. "No shit man, it's been awhile since I've seen a 400 pounder", Hugo answeres. Seth unsnaps the toneau cover and pulls the tarp off of our bodies. Hugo lets out a whistle. "You aint' kidding these two are beasts", Hugo remarks as he reaches into the truck bed and grabs me by my bottle blond hair pulling hard. Hugo has a side business in human hair. 'Nice but the bigger cunt's blonde came out of a bottle. Hard to find a natural blonde these days. so what's the story here?" Hugo asks as he climbs into the truck bed to hook me by my ankles. "I think it's mother and daughter. The mom you have is 36 and the punk goth is barely legal, just turned 18 from her driver's license". Seth relates. Hugo knows that almost everyteen has a fake ID nut he really doesn't care nor does his employer. Hugo pokes his finger into the hole in my forehead made by Seth's high power .22. "Nice and neat my man, right thru blondies eyes". "Yeah she went down right away, dead before she hit the ground most likely", Seth brags. "her daughter was another matter. she took off and for a fat chick she could really move. she surprised me. usually a daughter seeing her mother murdered would freak out. not this one she had a strong survival urge." Hugo hoists me out of the back of the truck and walks me over on the hoist. Seth sees the digital readout peg at 421# and lets out a "Yeah, a bonus cunt!" Hugo lowers me into the disposal cart, then climbs back into the truck. He grabs my daughter by her hair and he pulls it up. 'nice shooting' Hugo says as he sees the two distcint holes in back of my daughter Malika's head. "Looks like a brother was this cunt's baby daddy. Look at the hair kink and the fat lips. WE do like our women thick and juicy." Hugo laughs. "Best fucking is a fat white woman" he says casually. "I expect to see some of my one nighters here" he laughs. Malika weighs in at 340#. with both of us in the disposal carts, Hugo starts the furnace. He and Seth talk ultimate fighting and have a cup of coffee. 15 minutes later we are wheeled over to the steel grating conveyor and dumped one at a time on the slow moving steel belt. The belt moves to the end and my body drops off just after the heavy steel doors of the furnace open. I fall heavily into the flames quickly followed by Malika. They walk back the the office and Hugo gives Seth a check for $25,000.