Dinner by Design
by Fire-Bird (Inspired by Dolcett)
Chapter 04 "Meal-time."
Kay's tongue was completely swollen from the electrical shocks. She could
feel it getting larger. Very soon it would cut off her air supply and she
figured she'd probably end up dieing from asphyxiation. At this stage, she
didn't really care how she died ... as long as it was soon.
Sweat and basting oil dribbled off Kay's body into the large collection dish.
Another electric shock caused Kay to bite down on the spit. Her teeth were
barely standing up to the strain. Soon they would shatter from the stress.
She listened half-heartedly to the Professor and Karyn as they talked about
the other students' upcoming projects and ideas. One of the students was
inventing a better spitting device than what Kay had designed. She wished
she had a chance to view the plans ... too late now.
Now Kay only wished the Professor would hurry up and hit the kill button.
"Karyn, I think you'd better stick a fork in her tits or the pressure
might split them." advised the Professor.
"You're right, they do look swollen."
Kay couldn't see Karyn but she certainly felt the sting of metal entering
her skin. Her breasts which did indeed feel heavy and sore were much
relieved after they were pricked. Karyn licked the fork end and commented
that the juice was very tasty.
Ten minutes slowly went by. Kay shook from each electrical shock. Her body
continued to cook and Kay didn't think she was going to last thirty minutes
until the Professor said it was time.
"Alright Kay ... you've been cooking for thirty minutes so I'll keep my
promise ... get ready."
Kay could only praise the Gods that the Professor remembered. She steeled
her resolve against her impending demise, and watched as the Professor
lowered his finger to the Kill switch.
"Bye Kay." said the Professor, and pressed the red button.
Kay's body immediately shook and went into convulsions. At over a thirty
times the previous electrical waves, this one was only designed to kill.
Kay could feel her muscles contracting more and more until they finally
snapped. Her lungs deflated as her rib bones shattered and pierced the
air-sacs. Her teeth smacked against the metal spit and shattered. Her
eyeballs sizzled and burst inwards leaking fluid into her eye sockets.
The final muscle to burst was Kay's heart. It exploded within her chest
and lay there sizzling.
But Kay didn't remember the pain, only the final intense orgasm. She
had cum as hard as she ever had before in her entire life, then Kay
breathed her last breath. Her brain dead. Her lifeforce gone.
"Wow! She still had some kick in her, look at her twitch." said Karyn.
"Beautiful .. I'm not sure but I think that electrocuting Kay sped up the
cooking process, plus I swear she came when I pushed the button."
Karyn smiled. "I thought she did too ... kind of nice she got to go out
with a bang. Hope she didn't suffer much."
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At 7:20pm Kay's cooked body was propped up on a large metal tray. Smoke
slipped out from between her jaws. Kay's lifeless eyes stared ahead at
the Professor as he sharpened a large kitchen carving knife.
"Ladies and gentlemen, our dinner is served. If you'll all bring your
plates ... there should be plenty for everyone."
The Professor bowed as the teachers clapped. Their salivary glands worked
over time as they viewed their impending dinner with relish, and a small
side collection of vegetables.
"Amazing!" said one of the Professors. "Karyn, did she actually roast alive
for half an hour?"
Karyn finished sipping her glass of wine. It wasn't bad stuff.
"Yes she did Professor."
"That ... I'd like to see!" was the reply.
A few minutes later the teachers sat at the table. On their plates were
various parts of Kay's tender body. Professor Johns raised his glass.
"I'd like to propose a toast to our roast." he said. This caused a few
smiles and a couple of quiet giggles.
"To Ms. Milton, an exceptional student and an excellent dinner."
"Here, here!" roared the faculty.
"Eat up everyone." said the Professor.
There was much clinking and quiet conversation. Many of the teachers were
expressing their approval of the meat.
"Ymmmm! This is the best meat I've ever tasted."
"The breasts are so tender."
"This filet is delicious."
You know it's a good meal when people are more interested in eating their
food instead of engaging in conversation. It was quiet at the dinner table
for quite some time.
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Two hours later the teachers had finished their dinner and were relaxing.
A conversation arose about the cooking procedure and Professor Johns and
his assistant Karyn delighted the teachers with their reports. However,
the conversation took an unexpected twist while Karyn had gone to powder
her nose.
"Dick? Dean Martin said you wanted to ask me something?"
"Yes Karyn," said the Professor taking Karyn's hand. "We need to verify
Kay's thesis and the faculty would like to see the entire process so ..."
Karyn's eye opened wide like she had been zapped with an electrical shock.
"You want to roast me Professor?!?!"
"Well, yes ... I'll understand if you say no."
All through the afternoon roasting Kay and eating dinner, Karyn wanted to
be roasted herself. She couldn't explain by, but she was so turned on by
the whole event. She had made up her mind hours ago.
"Well, I guess I'm okay with the idea ... it was a really huge turn on.
Will you roast me alive?"
"Certainly!" said the Professor. "We don't want to deprive you of such a
unique experience."
Karen swallowed, then smiled. "Of course not."
She took a glass of wine and sculled it down. The Professor looked at her
questioning her latest action.
"I'm okay with this, really ... I'll have a little time to get used to
the idea ... when is the cookout? This weekend?" asked Karyn.
The Professor shook his head. "No, it's breakfast tomorrow morning."
Karyn dropped her glass. Unfortunately the effect of it not shattering
on the carpeted floor left a bit to be desired. Karyn bent down and picked
up the unbroken glass, and gripped its neck tightly between her fingers.
"So you need to start cooking me ....?"
"Now!" confirmed the Professor.
Next thing Karyn knew, she was naked except for her panties. The teachers
surrounded her giving her compliments about her body. One even tested the
weight of her breasts.
"These are nice." she said. Karyn smiled. She figured she'd probably end
up on the menu one day ... just not so soon.
Karyn stood naked in front of her peers. The spit that had been used for
Kay was lying on the table. It had been cleaned and polished ready for it's
next use.
"Karyn ... my wife and I, Professor Johns and all of the other faculty
want to thank you before we begin." complimented dean Martin.
Karyn smiled. "You're welcome dean Martin. I guess you better get me on
to cook."
The dean's wife held Karyn's arm. "Just bend over and spread your legs
Karyn."
Karyn leaned over the table as she was told. Fingers probed her cunt and
pried apart her vagina lips. The metal spit entered her tender passage
while Professor Johns held Karyn in position.
"I guess I'm ready ... just slide it in ... Yeee! It's bigger than I
expected."
The Professor patted Karyn on the arm and she looked ahead. The spit was
moved into position and slid into Karyn vagina passage to touch her womb.
Karyn gasped at the cold metal as it completely filled her passage.
"Okay everybody, it's time." called out Professor Johns. Karyn heard a
few people move in closer to get a better view.
"Any last words Karyn?" asked the dean. None came to mind.
"I guess not ... just remember to baste me ... I'm ready!"
"Okay, shove it in." said the dean.
The spit pushed through Karyn's womb into her stomach within a second.
Karyn yelped as it sped through her torso and before Karyn realised what
had happened, the spit was sticking out between her jaws.
"Nice job ... one push ... Wow! Look at her shake." said a teacher.
"Make sure she's getting some air so we can watch her roast alive for
awhile." said another teacher.
"I can see her chest move. Looks like we get to see her roast alive."
said Professor Johns.
Realisation hit Karyn. The spit was through her body. She reached forward
with her hands and was touching the spit sticking out through her mouth.
The tactile contact reaffirmed her realisation. Her hands were grabbed and
pulled behind her. Karyn felt them being tied together. A minute later
Karyn had the stabilizing rod inserted into her asshole and she had been
seated on Kay's spitting prototype device.
Electrical shocks ravaged her body cooking her from the inside. Karyn
realised the pain and agony Kay must have gone through to become their
meal. Karyn too wished she could communicate this to the teachers.
"It's a shame to lose a good assistant like Karyn ... but she does smell
delicious." said Professor Johns.
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Five hours later and Professor Johns was looking at Karyn's cunt filet
on his plate. Not for the first time He licked his lips in anticipation.
'Dean Martin's not getting this one.' he thought.
After dinner the teachers were again relaxing and enjoying their wine.
"Karyn was delicious." said Professor Johns.
Dean Martin agreed. "Yes she was. I'm so stuffed I couldn't eat another
bite." he announced.
"Me too!" said the dean's wife rubbing her tummy. "I'm so full I feel
ready to butcher."
The dean smiled at his partner. "Funny you should say that sweetheart.
I was thinking we could roast you for the dean's dinner this Saturday."
"Honey, I'm forty-three years old .. are you sure I'll be tender enough."
remarked his wife. She didn't seem at all opposed to the idea.
"Dick and I will do a lot of tenderizing between now and Saturday." said
the dean with a kiss to his wife's cheek.
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Ten years later.
Gin stretched out in bed. She reached over and patted the void where her
husband slept. He was already up. No doubt excited about his birthday.
Gin reached underneath the bed and retrieved his birthday present. She
got up and prepared. Five minutes later she located him in the kitchen.
"Happy Birthday Honey." said Gin giving him a huge kiss and his present.
"Thanks Gin ... but the party is not till tonight." he replied returning
the kiss.
"I know but I wanted you to open this one from me now." she purred.
The wrapping paper lasted about as long as a snowflake against a blow-
torch. It was a box. On the box it was written, 'The Electric Kay-Kabob -
Roasting spit. Designed and used by Kay Milton.'
The look on his face said it all. "I always knew you wanted one." said Gin.
"Oh wow! It's great. I wish we had a girl to roast for the party tonight."
said her hubby.
Gin kissed on full of the lips. She peered deep into his eyes and announced
her next surprise.
"That's the other part of my present sweetheart. I wouldn't dream of giving
you a spit without a roaster." said Gin. She removed her dressing gown to
reveal herself in her naked glory with a red ribbon wrapped around her
waist.
"Ginny Honey, you're the greatest ... but what will our friends say?!"
"They all know. They'll be here in about forty-five minutes to help you
get me skewered. In the meantime, how do you feel about playing with
your food?" purred Gin.
With a smile and quick removal of his dressing gown. "I say Happy Birthday
to me."
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And so it goes on ...
Kay Milton's Electric Spit ushered in a new age of legalized cannibalism.
And as promised by her Professor, Kay was given full credit for the
electric spit, and for the new food source ...
The End.
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