The lass working on the long pole next to you intrigues you and you ask her what she is working on.

"This is a spit."

"Spit?"

"Yes. You insert it into the girl's mouth and she swallows until it comes out the other end."

"Isn't that painful?"

"Oh no. The spit is quite flexible and bends easily to pass all the way thru.
"And once enough is thru, you bind the legs and arms to the spit so she is stretched out. Then you put her over the fire and cook her for an hour or so."

"Now that has got to be painful."

"Only if you do it wrong. The fire will burn of course if you get her too close to it. But everything is set up to keep her at the proper cooking distance."

"But the cooking itself..."

"Well, that is like a bad sunburn. It doesn't hurt right away, and you eat her before it does start to hurt. I suspect she would get very angry at you if you waited to eat her, but she tastes so good, that is not very likely."

"It still sounds like a lot of trouble for a meal tho."

"You have clearly never eaten a vore roast. The cooking does wonders for the flavor of itself, and you get that hour to season the meat with any spice or seasoning that appeals to you. She just tastes fantastic and she digests so well. That is one trouble with a vore diet. It just doesn't stick to the ribs. A few minutes later and you are hungry again. But properly cooked, she satisfies."

"Well, I hope it works ok."

"So do I. Not only does a lot of my grade depend on it, but I'll be cooked on it first."

"You're going to be cooked on it?"

"Sure. That way, I can get credit in two classes, this one and Cooking. I found a really great recipe that ought to just bowl the chef over.
"But it means I really have to do this right."

But now class is ending and there is no time for further questions. As you head to the door to check with the nurse, you notice Joan advancing on Loni, who is removing her skin-tight outfit.