I walk up the drive and ring the bell, I wait hoping that I look good in the clothes I've chosen, it's so rare that I get out, I'm not the most attractive person ever, my weight making it hard to find dates, but tonight I have a dinner date with my boyfriend. As I wait I look around, I've not been to his before, but in the dark I can't make much out, we've only been sewing each other for a month now and we've been taking things a bit slow, i was slightly surprised when he invited me, although he did forget to add the for, saying that he wants to cook me, which I thought was funny, who knows though tonight might be the night we get to know each other more intimately. I suddenly hear the sound of the front door unlocking and almost jump at the sound, as the door opens and the warm light and heat of his home washes over me as he guides me inside. I shiver slightly in pleasure as the the warmth flows over me, taking a second to enjoy my body warming before giving my boyfriend my coat which he hangs neatly up on the coat rack.

I follow him as he shows me around the house, part of me wants to explore every inch, uncover all his secrets, another part of me imagines being here with him forever, it's much nicer than my place, but that's far off. Reaching the kitchen I can't help but notice the absence of any meal cooking, maybe he is just waiting for me and it won't take long.

"Drink?" I take the glass as he hands it out to me and take a sip, he then holds put a plate of bread and meat, probably an appetiser, taking the food I eat the strange meat, I can't put my finger on what it is specifically. As we eat and drink we chat about family and work, my side of things being incredibly boring as there's not much to say, I live on my own, don't have many friends and no family and a boring job. I wobble slightly as my knees give out but I catch myself.

"Sorry I suddenly feel strange." My knees go again and my hands refuse to move as I try to grip the table for stability and I fall hard to the floor. I panic as I lay unmoving and paralysed. What is happening? My eyes move to my boyfriend as he looks down at me, a strange hunger in his eyes. Did he do this to me? Why? What will he do with me? I'd have slept with him if he wanted, this seems unnecessary. He bends down and lifts my limp body in his arms.

"Time to prepare dinner." Wait, does he mean me? I desperately try to move my body as I'm laid on the table and my clothes are cut away with scissors but my limbs refuse to follow any commands, well except my cock, which strangely seems to be enjoying the helplessness of my situation. Now fully naked and exposed I'm lifted and moved to the bathroom and placed in the warm water of a prepared bath, my body carefully washed and shaved all over, including the hair on my head, falling away till my entire body is smooth and hairless and scrubbed clean.

Washed and shaved I'm lifted out and carried out of the bathroom and decend down to the basement and placed on plastic sheeting, my limp wrists tied and hooked to a chain before I'm pulled into the air and left hanging like a piece of meat in a butchers. His hand runs over my body, exploring it, feeling the quality of the meat on the rack.

"You could do with some tenderising." The air is suddenly knocked out of my lungs as his fist slams into my stomach, followed by several more punches causing my body to swing uncomfortably, as more punches land on my body, several to my face, causing it to bleed and swell. I breath hard, tears in my eyes, my body throbing in pain, as I watch with horror as my boyfriend picks up a bat and swings it into my body, pain filling my senses as my helpless body swings limply as it is bludgeoned over and over again.

I hang barely conscious, my body covered in bruises and unmoving, a small puddle of my piss and blood pooled on the floor below me. I suddenly feel something ram into my ass and feel it expand inside me, warm liquid filling my insides, as my bruised and battered stomach swells unnaturally and strains painfully from the preasure. If I could I'd sigh in relief as the plug is removed and I feel the liquid rush out, emptying my insides and cleaning me out. I suddenly feel myself lower as my boyfriend takes care to hold me above the ground, preventing me from touching the pool of waste and filth below me and carrying me back up to the kitchen.

I lay on the table as my legs are tied, my feet tied to my upper legs and wrists tied to my feet. As I lay bound I can finally start to move my fingers and toes, the drug must be wearing off, maybe I can get free. Before I can try to make a noise a large apple is shoved into my mouth and wedged behind my teeth, almost causing me to choke. Suddenly I feel my ass stretch as his cock forces its way inside me and he starts to fuck me. Despite everything I can't help but get hard and start to moan into my gag as I enjoy one last fuck, quickly cumming as his cum fills my ass. As he pulls out I feel him push stuffing deep inside me, his fist painfully forcing itself deep inside me, sealing his cum inside and plugging my ass with a large and thick carrot. Lost in post orgasm bliss I moan as he massages oil and my own cum into my skin and lifts me into a metal tray.

I look at him pleadingly as I realise that my end is approaching, hoping to change his mind.

"Don't you look delicious. I can't wait to eat you." At this I'm lowered and slid into the oven. I cry out muffled begging as he closes the oven door, entombing me inside.

My heart beats in fear as I feel the oven grow warmer, sweat dripping from my body as the temperature increase and the air gets drier and harder to breath, the metal tray beneath me heating up and I moan uncomfortably as my back starts to cook, quickly screaming into my gag and pulling on my restraints as my back burns and my skin starts to crispen and dry out, the fat beneath sizzling, my body becoming hotter as my insides cook. My vision blurs from the pain and as everything goes black my final thought is hoping that I'd at least be a delicious meal.