"Great, come with me!" Heather grabs you by the wrist and heads out the door, jerking you into a quickstep behind her. You pass a few other dorm rooms until you come to a door marked 'Kitchen'. It promptly opens and a blonde girl steps out, swaying a little from the weight of her full stomach. She licks her fingers and smiles at the two of you.

"Kitchen's free," she says and then staggers away down the corridor. Heather pulls you into the kitchen. There's a long, narrow dining table in the middle of the room. Just long and narrow enough for someone to lie on, of course. The walls are lined with cupboards as well as two fridges, all fully stocked with delicious additives. Finally letting go of your wrist, Heather strides over to the counter and pats it, indicating for you to sit there. You do so while Heather begins rummaging through the cupboards.

"Now, where's the ...damn, I wish people wouldn't keep putting the containers back empty. Don't you just hate that?" she asks. You're about to answer when she lets out a mini 'whoop' of joy. She closes the cupboard she's been looking in and comes over to you carrying various ground herbs. She gently takes hold of your shoulders and lies you down on the counter. "You'll taste even better after just a little seasoning," she says as she sprinkles the herbs onto your naked torso. This is perhaps the most surreal experience of your life. Being eaten is one thing, but being prepared like a side dish? It's new, that's for certain. While you've been contemplating your current situation, Heather has been lightly pouring gravy onto you.

"There we are ...you never want to use so much gravy that it overpowers your flavour. That's something you'll learn here. You're ready! So, head or feet first?"

This girl certainly gives you plenty of choices.