Don't trust men wearing funny shoes !!

It was a beautiful spring day in Stepford, the cherry trees were blooming and the lovely Jamie was quietly posing for her pictures in the town album.
When that strange looking clown arrived, offering her candy, she welcomed him with a smile.
The funeral will be held next Saturday...

Croc Sadie

When her number was drawn in the Stepford Meat Lottery, Sadie was shocked.
She didn't want to be cooked and eaten so she hid in the tunnels beneath the town where she felt she would be safe.
However no place in Stepford is truely safe - the tunnels had their own hungry mouths to feed...

For sale

The sign says it all.

Fresh meat

Keira was babbling all day long, she just couldn't keep her mouth shut.
So when her husband sold her to the butcher to get rid of her, no one was really surprised.
And there she was , waiting naked in the shop, looking at other girl's parts while the butcher was sharpening his cleaver.
"Maybe we should talk about this ? I'm sure we can find another way out of this..."

The Chef Parade

Today Danielle won her official Stepford Chef tittle. We all improvised a little parade through the town to celebrate...

Stepford BBQ party

Sometimes there is nothing like an open-air BBQ to bring the townsfolk together...
The most recent fall harvest saw the Stepford greens loaded with picnic tables and the delicious aroma of roasts wafting through the town.
Of course, what BBQ party would be complete without some photos of the event.

We have some talented Dolcett Stories authors in Stepford.

I have been thinking about posting some of their stories for a while, so when Amy wrote a story actually happening in Stepford I knew I had to put it on the town blog.

Here you go !!!



The Town of Stepford: A Story not Invented by Amy Alexis

Note: I would like to thank Lossy for his constant encouragement and the great administrative and building team that work so tirelessly and selflessly to keep the Town of Stepford alive and well.

There is a town on Interstate Route 74 not forty-five minutes east of where I live.
The town is Stepford but it can’t be found on any map and it is outside the jurisdiction of the federal and state government.

The rumor is that, in this town, women are processed like cattle for their meat.

Amber did it again !!

Here she goes again !! Amber is back after a while with 6 new drawings made especially for Stepford. And as usual they are great.