"I've already been eaten once today, and that was the normal way," you say. "If I'm going in for good, I wouldn't mind having it be special."

The nurse smiles. "Well, I think we can take care of that easily enough. Follow me, please."

You nod and follow her out of the office, not caring that you are completely naked. It would be pointless to try and escape - you would still most likely end up being eaten by someone, and you'd rather it be the nurse. You don't exactly feel afraid, either: somehow, you trust the nurse enough to let her be the one to digest you.

The path turns and winds through halls, and eventually you come to a set of double-doors. Above them is a sign labeled "Kitchen." "So that's what you haven in mind," you say out loud.

She looks back at you she the two of you enter. "It's not uncommon for some vores to prepare their meals before eating them," she explained, leading you over to a table on the other end of the kitchen. She lifts you up and instructs you to lay flat on your back, which you do.

"Now, I'll give you two choices: I can grill you and make you a juicy hamburger, or, you can be dessert."

So, what'll it be?