When I woke up, I was still lying down, but everything felt so much colder. I tried to get up, but my arms and legs were tied and everything hurt too much to move anyway. I could still turn my head, though, and I realized I was no longer in the oven. I was on a huge dinner plate in the middle of a table! I started to cry because I knew this wasn't some crazy dream and nobody was coming to save me; this insane fat nurse was really going to eat me.
I heard her footsteps thudding on the floor as she walked in, holding a piping hot bowl of mashed potatoes in one hand and a plate of mixed vegetables in another. She was completely naked now, and she was surprised to see that I was alive and awake, but she got over it soon.
"Oh," she said. "I thought you ... well ... this is fine too. Yeah, this is fine. Now you get to hear how good you taste."
She laughed nervously, like she didn't really believe what she'd said but was determined to do this thing anyway. She placed her side dishes on the table on either side of me. Her belly was so big it practically spilled onto the table. She reached out and pulled my plate closer to herself, spun me around a bit, poked and squeezed at me with her hands and fingers. She was picking a spot to start eating me.
I was crying so much I couldn't even cry, if that makes any sense. Just a shuddering full-body fear as she podded and tested me for my best cuts of meat.
"Here we go," she said, half to herself, patting my legs and my butt. I was turned away from her but there was a mirror cleverly and cruelly placed so I could still see her behind me. I could also see how red my skin looked, like I'd had the worst sunburn of mine or anyone else's life. It stung to feel her touch me. She squeezed my thighs again and smiled. "Yes, this looks like a yummy little rump roast. And you'll even get to see me do it."
She picked up a knife and fork and looked down at my naked, cooked-but-still-alive bottom. She hesitated for a moment, and then ...
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