So far, Jamie's luck was holding out pretty well. He had managed to escape and survive more ordeals & opponents than a few heroes whose stories he'd idolised in his youth may have encountered in their lives, and all in a single day.

Without much preparation, no less.

A snake, a dinosaur and a dragon on just the first 3 floors alone was a hell of a start, but things were only made harder to resist.

He had seen tits, pussies and/or asses tempting him in on almost every floor of this cursed tower now, and he was ready to just call it quits and let whatever was waiting for him on the next floor just claim him.

After all, 14 floors was nothing to scoff at; he was already nearly 3/4 of the way up the tower until he reached the boss of the manor and the reason he was forced to embark on this horrible quest in the first place.

In fact, he was pretty sure Georgette was quaking in her expensive leather knee-high boots by now, if he managed to make it up this far already.

Still, that didn't mean he was in tip-top condition. He was hurt, he was tired, he was faulting, and after the previous floor, which barely had any floor at all, in lieu of a large pool full of aquatic dinosaur things, he was soaking wet.

But more so than the rest if his current ailments, he was hungry.

Sure, he had a quick bite at the tavern after training before he came here, but the energy that had provided him had quickly worn its way out of his body after the first 5 ordeals, at most.

He could feel his stomach growling, beckoning for replenishment and getting the nutrients he needed for carrying on this endeavor.

But as he reached the top of the next staircase, and opened the door, he was not met with the sight he expected, but it was definitely one he had hoped for.

As if a force above (or below) had heard his plea, the next room looked like a kitchen, complete with stone ovens, counters, cabinets, sinks, ice boxes, and even some things he didn't recognise.

And food... So much food, kept in boxes, containers, meat hooks, and many other kinds of storage equipment for the culinary world.

Even better, the guardian of this floor was nowhere to be found, so he could help himself to whatever was causing that heavenly scent wafting through the air. He couldn't tell if that was meat sizzling or vegetables boiling, but he didn't care; he just wanted to find it and help himself.

All in all, a very good thing, as it meant he could refuel his energy levels.

"Hello?" He called, walking in from the top of the stairs. "Is anyone here?"

It didn't look like the chef was home, but that was fine, since Jamie was technically a guest anyway. Besides, this place was stocked to the brim, so how would they notice if a slice of steak or a couple of apples went missing? And he was sure that pie wouldn't go amiss, either.

There was just so much to choose from.

He could probably make a buffet out of this stuff and get away with it, if he was so inclined.

In a wholesome kind of way, it reminded him of his days as a pup, when he and his friends got up to some mischief when they "sampled" a few ingredients from their training ground's kitchen. They got caught more times than they got away with it, but it was the thrill of it they mostly did it for, and their punishments were hardly long-lasting. Usually just meant an hour in detention or cleaning the kitchen... Supervised, of course.

He chuckled to himself as he made his way into the kitchen, closing the door behind him, and looking over the vast array of food that was presented to him.

Now, where to start...

Well, the closest thing to him was the large pot over the stove, with the lid covering the contents inside, and keeping the heat contained.

"Hmm..." He murmured, walking up to it, and taking the lid off the pot.

Immediately, steam wafted up from the pot and into his face, warming his nose and invigorating it with the scent of whatever was inside.

He had no idea what was making that heavenly fragrance, but he couldn't care less if it was something that came out of an elephant's trunk. Whatever it was, it was making his mouth water and his stomach grumble.

He had to have a taste.

Looking down at the contents, it looked to be some kind of broth, and thankfully a ladle was lying right besides the pot, so he used it to stir and take a good sample of whatever was inside the pot.

Taking a sip, the taste of the soup was incredible! The broth itself was so good, he was glad that no one else had found this treasure trove before him.

He finished the first spoonful and went right back in for another, and another.

This was an amazing starter, and he was tempted to just finish the whole thing right then and there, but he wanted to save room for more. There was much more to enjoy, after all.

Still, his stomach was satisfied enough, and his body felt stronger now, so he could move on to the next course, which was a plate of meat and roasted potatoes.

But it wasn't some kind of regular Wednesday roast dish; it looked like it was cooked & seasoned to perfection, catered to a king. Or queen, in this case.

"Mmm!" He said, picking up the plate and taking a bite. "Oh, man..."

This was so good, he couldn't help but close his eyes and savour the flavour. It was just so tender and juicy, and the seasoning was the perfect balance between spice and salt.

Whoever the chef was on this floor, as soon as he defeated Georgette and liberated his village from her control, he was sure to hire her to cater his victory banquet. Hell, he'd make her his personal chef, if he got the chance.

"This is the best meat I've ever had..." He murmured to himself, continuing to eat his meal, moving onto the cooked fish dish standing nearby.

He wasn't sure if that was salmon, sea bass, tuna or mackerel, but the taste was too exquisite for him to question his palate.

It was so buttery and flaky, with the crispy skin complimenting the meat perfectly.

This was amazing! Who knew there were other creatures out there who could cook this good?

It was just too bad that none of the chefs in his village could make dishes like these. He'd love to be able to dine on a dish like this every night.

After the sea dish was satisfactorily sampled, the next thing that caught his attention was the dessert section.

His eyes widened with glee at the sight of all the sweets that were there, ranging from cakes, to chocolate, to even a variety of flavoured ice creams and sundaes, ranging from every flavor and color under the rainbow.

There were so many options, it was hard for him to choose.

But as his eyes scanned the room, his eyes widened as they landed on a specific cake, and his smile grew bigger.

It was a three tiered red velvet cake, topped with white and pink frosting.

He had the idea in his mind that this was all for Georgette to celebrate her successful conquest over the inoncent village whose nobles had wronged her so long ago, but that wasn't stopping him. If anything, that only made him more inclined to help himself to her grub.

"Oh, yeah." He murmured, as he licked his lips at the sight of the inviting confectionery. "This is gonna be awesome!"

With that, he took a handful of the cake from the base, shovelling it into his maw with little regard for the mess he was making, or the consequences for his actions.

The cake was moist and soft, and the frosting was creamy and sweet, and the red velvet gave it an added richness that made it an all-around perfect treat.

When he got home, this was the going to be the star attraction of his banquet!

"This is amazing!" He said, as he stuffed his face, not caring about the mess he was making. "So good~"

He was lost in his indulgence, the rest of the world having less significance on him with every bite he took. All else was just a distraction, and the cake was all that mattered. Nothing could tear him away from this moment, or stop him from consuming every last crumb he could get his tongue on.

Bite after bite, he lapped away at the cake, occasionally alternating between other cooked & baked treats around the room, helping himself with reckless abandon. It wasn't long until his work on the cake became more evident, looking like a starving wolf had gone at it.

"Y'know, we got forks, darlin'."

The sudden voice of a southern girl caught him off guard, nearly making him choke on the soft-baked cookie he was scoffing down, but the taste was still as heavenly as ever, and his mouth was watering as he swallowed.

Looking back, there was a new in the room with him, standing at the door and leaning on the frame with a smug smile.

She was a canine like him, but a different breed. A beautiful golden-coated saluki, with long gorgeous autumn hair done in a style not unlike Georgette's on top, and two streaks across her shoulders, giving him a sexual look with her pretty brown eyes.

Clothing-wise, she had a black ribbon tied on the back of her head in her hair, and a pink cooking apron with white frills, embedded with the words "fuck the cook" written in a cursive font on the front of it... And that was it.

Beneath that, he could tell she was completely naked.

She didn't seem bothered by her lack of clothes, as she strode forward towards him, her hips swaying with a subtle seductive swagger as she walked, and her tail swaying slowly behind her.

If Jamie was standing behind her when she strutted like that, he was sure he would've seen her ass shaking hypnotically.

"Oh, uh..." He greeted, nervously swallowing his current mouthful. "Sorry, I... I was just, uh... I- I got a bit carried away... I'm r- rea-"

The smaller canine was quickly hushed when she stopped in front of him and pressed her finger to his lip.

"Don't worry 'bout it, sugar." She cooed sweetly, batting her eyelids to him. "Ya musta been hungry, after makin' this far, Y'aint gotta apologise, honey."

She smiled softly at him, and his nerves melted away.

"I, uh... Yeah..." He replied, smiling nervously, as the saluki leaned closer.

"What's your name, handsome?" She asked, staring into his eyes with her own.

He could feel himself getting lost in them, but not as much as he would've been if he had turned his head down just a little to look at the incredible breasts practically asking him to gawk at them down the apron.

"Um... I- I'm Ja- Jamie, ma'am..." He muttered nervously, swallowing, but trying to maintain eye contact.

"Well, aren't ya sweet as a pie~" She told him, giggling softly before she leaned in and sniffed him. "Mmm, tender~ Mah name's Dixie."

"I- It's nice to meet you, Dixie." Jamie said, feeling her nose against his own. "So, are- Are you the chef here?"

Dixie chuckled and stood up straight, straightening out her apron to show him the words on it.

"Can't cha tell? I'm the cook, the baker, the butcher, and everything else ya want, sugar~" She winked, running a finger across his jawline. "An' the only thing I want is you, honey."

Jamie gulped.

"You... You do?" He asked, as Dixie's hand drifted down his chin and to his neck, before it slid down to his chest.

"Mhm~" She replied, leaning her face closer. "Ya got somethin' on yer lips, darlin'. Mind if ah get it fer ya~?"

The young fox gulped as he realised she was talking about the frosting that was still smeared on his snout.

"N- Not at all." He replied, as he felt the canine's breath on his lips, her eyes half-lidded as her mouth opened just a bit, leaning in for a kiss.

It was amazing; the kiss was electrifying, and Dixie's mouth was hot and wet, her tongue slipping into his own, tasting his mouth, as if she were taking a sample of his flavour, before breaking it and leaving a trail of saliva between them, a lusty glint in her eyes.

"Ah know y'all been cravin' somethin' else, sweetheart." She whispered, her eyes trailing downwards, past his torso and towards his crotch. "Ah can smell yer meat from the other room, and it smells divine, sugar~"

He swallowed nervously.

"Y- You can?" He asked, and she smirked, her hands trailing down his torso.

"Mhm~" She confirmed, her fingers tracing the outline of his sheath, before she pressed her palm against it, making him silently gasp. "And from the looks of things, yer after mah other cookie, aren't ya?"

Jamie bit his lip as her hand started stroking his cock through his pants, slowly, but firmly.

"A- ahhh... D- Dixie..." He moaned softly, closing his eyes.

"That's the spirit, baby." She cooed, pressing her face against his ear and nipping the tip of his ear lightly, making him shudder.

Whether he had the self-control left to realise it or not, it was more than just a sexual act for the saluki; she was helping herself to a taste of the appatiser to come.

She pulled away too soon for his liking, but he got to look at her beautiful face again.

"Mah bed's right through here, sugarlumps~" She cooed, turning around to return the way she came.

Now that she had, her perfect ass was on display, and it was hypnotic.

She knew exactly what she was doing, and the effect it was having on him, as she sauntered into the next room, and beckoned for him to follow her, his eyes fixated on her swinging hips and that perfect bubble butt.

There was no way he could say no to that, and his legs acted on their own accord, following her.

"That's it, darlin', don't worry." She told him, turning around and smiling slyly at him, swinging her hips even more and watching his eyes follow her butt. "Start strippin' fer me, baby~"

"S- Sure..." He mumbled, his hands shakily working to remove his armour.

They quickly made themselves to the next room; another lavish bed chamber for Georgette's anthro guardians, a bed made of the most comfortable materials and fabrics, mahogany nightstands and a lit fireplace in the corner. Difference from the previous ones and this one was the display of desserts on offer here, too.

As he undressed, the saluki was making herself comfortable on the edge of the bed, watching him intently, as if she was savouring every inch of his body being revealed.

He managed to undress surprisingly faster than expected, taking off his undergarments in less than 20 seconds, holding the lot in his hands feebly.

"Good boy~" She cooed proudly, turning her head to the fireplace burning in the corner of the room. "Just chuck it in there, keep the fire goin' fer me, baby."

Jamie nodded, and did just that, tossing his clothing in and watching them burn, the scent of burnt cloth filling the room, but the flames didn't seem to bother the saluki, who was licking her lips, as if she had eyes a particularly delicious piece of meat.

Truthfully, like others that had seen it, Jamie's cock wasn't anything impressive in length or girth, and his balls weren't too large, but she was definitely not complaining.

"C'mere, sugar." She beckoned, scooting herself back on the bed and moving a cream-topped pie in front of her with her foot.

Jamie obeyed again, making his way to the saluki, watching her with lustful intent.

When he was standing in front of the bed, Dixie dipped her foot into the top of the pie and held it up to him, her toes curled in a beckoning motion.

"Why don't ya have a lick, sugar?" She offered, as Jamie dropped to his knees, and took her foot in his hand, before opening his mouth, and taking her big toe between his lips.

It was a little messy, as the cream smeared around his mouth as he sucked and licked the digit, but the flavour was worth it.

"Oh, yesssss~" She groaned softly, as her pussy started dripping, feeling her pussy tingling at the sensation of his obedience. "You're gonna be such a good boy fer me, aren't ya, Jamie?"

She looked down and met his gaze, her eyes hooded, but his own were still bright with lust, as he continued to lick her foot.

"Ah'll tell ya what, sweet thing~" She said, dipping her other foot in the pie and offering it up to him as well. "Yer so sweet an' full of life, that ya'd make a perfect course~"

Jamie didn't really know what she meant by that, but he took the foot she was offering him anyway, licking and sucking on the other foot's toes.

"Mmm~" She moaned, biting her lip and teasing her pussy with her fingertips. "How'd ya like ta stay here wit' me? Ah'll let ya stuff yerself with everything ya can stomach fer the rest of yer life~"

She looked down at him again, and saw his eyes widen, before meeting hers, as he was still licking and sucking her feet, looking a little nervous.

"But ah need ya ta promise me that you'll stay here." She continued, reaching her hand down to cup his chin and hold him. "Ya won't leave this place, or else yer punishment'll be severe. But, ah know ya ainit gonna leave, are ya? Yer just gonna stay here, and let me feed ya til yer full~"

Jamie didn't answer, and just continued to eat the cream off her feet.

"I'll take that as a yes, then~" She cooed, leaning back and dipping her left foot into the treat again, this time getting the filling and pastry, before pressing the sole of her foot to his face.

He obediently accepted the rest of the treat, licking and sucking the pie off her foot, his eyes closed as he did so.

He could taste the sliced fruit & berries, and the spices that complemented the flavors, not to mention the perfect pastry base laced with just the right amount of sugar.

"Y'know, Jamie..." She began, licking her lips and enjoying the view of his submission. "Ah think yer the most delicious thing in this place, an' yer gonna be the best dish ah'll ever make~"

She smiled lustfully, seemingly pleased with the fact that the fox "hero" wasn't really paying attention to a thing she was saying about her intent of what she was going to do with him as soon as she had her fun with him.

He was too busy enjoying the flavor of the pie that was smeared all over and inside his mouth, and he didn't seem to care that there was no more filling or pastry left on her foot; he just needed to keep sucking and licking it like it was the greatest dessert ever made, and the most delicious thing he'd ever tasted.

She was just the cook and baker, but her baking had never had a victim react this strongly.

It was like a drug, and the canine was the dealer, supplying him with the addiction he craved, and she couldn't bring herself to take the poor puppy away from it.

"Oh, honey, yer such a good boy." She moaned, as the fox continued to suckle and slurp on her feet. "Ah love a man who knows his place is by a woman's feet~"

Dixie reached down to the tray next to the bed, and took a handful of the filling and pastry mix, smearing it onto her foot that was in his mouth.

She knew how much he loved the taste, and wanted to give him more.

He was so desperate, it was like he was trying to lick every single last bit of pie filling he could slop his chops on.

She was already spoiling them and they had only just barely met, but it wasn't like he had anywhere else to go on this floor, and she had a lot more food-themed kinks planned for him.

"Such a good boy, sugar." She cooed, reaching out and running her hand over his head, petting him affectionately. "Ah love a good, obedient puppy~"

He didn't respond, and just continued sucking her foot, as if he had forgotten that there was even a world outside of it.

"Oh, that's good~" She cooed, as her hand reached up and grasped her own breast behind the apron, kneading and fondling it, teasing her nipple with her thumb. "Keep goin', baby, show me what ya can do with that tongue~"

He complied, of course, and continued slurping away at her feet, the sound echoing in her ears, until there was nothing left of the pie for him to consume.

Still, he kept licking, as if he were trying to savour every last trace of the delectable treat.

"You really love mah foot pie, huh?" She teased, as the fox pulled his mouth off her foot, admiring the sight of him reaching out for her paw even more. "Aww, you're adorable."

Jamie just continued to stare at her feet, his mouth open slightly, drool dripping down his chin.

"Well, don't worry; ah got lots more fer ya~" She cooed, grabbing a tray full of jam tarts, and reaching behind her with her free hand to pull the strap on her apron behind her neck, undoing it and allowing her whole body to be seen by her horny customer.

His mouth was still open, drooling in delight at the sight of her incredible body, his eyes focused on her beautiful face.

"Now, why don't you show me how much ya love mah treats?" She asked, reaching her hand to the tray to pick up a tart in each hand, aiming them for both her tits.

Sure enough, the saluki pressed both baked treats into her soft breasts, the jam sticking to her fur and squeezing out between her fingers.

The fox's mouth was watering, as if he was ready to pounce on the canine and devour her tits like a starving lion.

But he had quickly learnt his place in this manor, and he was not to move a muscle without her permission.

"Well, c'mon." She told him, patting her chest and spreading the jam further across her tits. "Dig in, darlin'."

That was his invitation, and he wasted no time in diving his face into her cleavage, lapping away at her sticky, jammy tits, as his tongue slid over the buds of her nipples, before sliding his lips over them, his teeth grazing over her to add a sense of excitement to his actions.

Dixie was definitely enjoying herself, moaning and whimpering as the fox slurped away at her tits.

"Ohhh, Jamie~" She cooed, reaching down to grasp his head and pull him into her further, his snout buried in her tits.

He couldn't help but smile as his nose inhaled the scent of her skin and fur, which was mixed with the fruity jam, making him feel even more intoxicated.

It was like he was eating her flesh, but his lips were just sucking her nipples, and he was licking up every last trace of the treat on her body.

Her hands moved down from his head and to his back, rubbing and caressing it, as he continued to suck and lick her nipples.

"Yer doing so good, honey..." She purred, closing her eyes and arching her back, pushing her chest up into his mouth. "Yer the best customer ah've ever had~"

He continued to feast on her breasts, his tongue sliding all over the surface, as she leaned down to plant a kiss on his head tenderly, and run her fingers through his hair, and rub his ears affectionately.

She loved him. He could feel it in his heart.

It had been a while since she'd had such a passionate and devoted customer, and she couldn't remember if any of them had ever made it this far up the tower; normally, she had to go looking for her meat and lure them back with her.

But this one, this cute, handsome young man... He came to her, and he wasn't afraid to give himself over to her.

He was a good boy, and he deserved this reward.

As soon as he was finished with one of her tits, he immediately moved onto the second one, as if it were the last chance he'd ever get to taste it.

The jam was sticky and sweet, and the pastry was light and flaky, but her skin and fur were the perfect compliment, adding a little extra flavour and texture to the experience.

And her nipples... They were just so sensitive, and her breasts were so soft.

He was in heaven.

After a couple more minutes, his face was practically covered in jam and pastry, but he still wanted more.

More treats, and more of his new lover.

"Yer hungry fer more, huh, sweetie?" She cooed, stroking his hair as she looked down at him. "Don't worry, ah've got more for ya."

As soon as he looked up at her, he could see her holding up a can of whipped cream in one hand, and a bottle of chocolate sauce in the other, her tits stained red and brown from the previous treats, and her nipples coated in his saliva.

She shook the cans simultaneously, before holding them over his snout.

"Open up fer me~" She ordered, and the fox did so obediently, letting the two liquids squirt out of the can & bottle and onto his tongue.

They were cold and creamy, but they tasted so good, especially the cream, with the chocolate sauce drizzling on top, until both the cream and sauce came out from the top of his maw.

"Mmmm, looks good~" Dixie whispered, licking her lips as she put the can and bottle down, leaning towards him with her own mouth slightly agape. "Mind if I have a taste, sugar?"

She didn't wait for his reply, as her lips pressed against his, and her tongue forced itself into his mouth, exploring his cavern and tasting the cream & sauce treat.

She moaned into the kiss, her tongue moving around his, licking every crevice and tasting his mouth, while also tasting the sweet flavors on his own tongue.

The bitch was definitely enjoying herself, and her hands trailed down to his sides, caressing his fur gently.

He couldn't help but smile against her lips, and his eyes closed as he allowed the kiss to deepen.

His erection was poking the mattress, his balls felt heavy, and he couldn't help but thrust his hips upwards slightly, his tip bumping against her inner thigh, making her break the kiss and giggle after swallowing her share of the cream.

"Eager, aren't we, darlin'?" She teased, as her hand wrapped around his shaft, stroking it slowly. "Yer little bone is feelin' awfully stiff, ain't it? Ah'm guessin' y'all wanna get inside mah oven, don't cha?"

She giggled, and her other hand trailed down her body, to her pussy, where she inserted her own finger inside her, moaning softly.

"Ah want that, too, darlin'." She continued, stroking his dick and fingering her own slit. "Ah want yer little bone inside me, baby. Ya want that, don't ya? Ta be wit' a sweet southern gal like me?"

He nodded, licking his lips and watching her masturbate.

"Well, that's just what yer gonna get, sugar." She cooed, before crawling back onto the bed, wagging her finger for him to follow.

And, of course, he obeyed, getting up and following her, watching her wiggle her ass in his face, her tail swaying hypnotically.

If he had the ability to think for himself, he might have recalled his encounter with Everest and how she tried to hypnotize him with her ass. Literally.

But Dixie didn't need to, as her body was already doing that for her, and he was mesmerized, unable to look away.

And he didn't want to.

He wanted to keep looking at her perfect ass, and her glistening pussy, as he crawled onto the bed behind her.

Out of the few thoughts left in his mind, the most prominent one was 'how can this girl treat me any better?'

Once she got to the head of the bed, resting on one of the pillows was something the fox seemed to have missed up until now.

A silver dome covering a dish.

"You're probably wonderin' what's under this, aren't cha?" She asked, reaching behind her to grab the top. "Well, let's just say, this is mah favorite treat; ah was savin' it fer mahself, but ah'd love for ya ta have some."

Jamie was already licking his lips and eyeing the dome up.

He didn't have a clue what was underneath it, but if it was as delicious as everything else the canine had given him so far, then it was sure to be amazing.

Dixie lifted the lid, and revealed the dish's contents to him, and his eyes widened.

If perfection could be served on a plate, he would accept no substitute.

It was one thing that it just so happened to be his favorite meal: prime ribs, but it was just so well-cooked.

The meat was cooked medium rare, with a hint of pink still on the outside, while the inside was cooked just right, with a perfect coating of barbeque sauce on top, and the vegetables and rice accompanying the dish were roasted to perfection.

The word "heavenly" didn't even come close to describing it. In fact, if angels died and went to an even greater heaven, he was sure this was the kind of banquet they would get to feast on. He pitied the beast that had to die to gift them with this delicacy.

Of course, he was blissfully unaware that the "beast" he was looking forward to tucking into was the ambassador of a bovine town not too far away from Jamie's home, who Georgette made an interesting proposal to: surrender their land and resources to her, giving themselves themselves her as her new servants as well, or the succubus would slaughter every single person in their village, and turn the cattle into a fine roast.

It was a simple bargain, and she was sure anyone with a shred of common sense would snap at the chance to work for a goddess like herself. But, for some reason, they stubbornly declined the opportunity.

So, she decided to have them for dinner, and after that, they didn't say much in favor of opposing her anymore.

In fact, it was a very peaceful and pleasant meal.

"Ah'm a sucker fer a nice rib." Dixie told him, leaning down to run her tongue across the dish.

Jamie, with his eyes still glued to the dish, only wanted a taste of it even more, now that the canine's tongue was running over it, slathering it in her saliva.

He didn't know if he was even going to get a taste, since she was the one who was offering him the meal, but he figured that if she was willing to let him eat the food up until now, then surely she would be so merciful... Right?

"Mmmm~" Dixie hummed, closing her eyes and savouring the flavor of the meat. "Now, what would be the perfect accompaniment for such a tasty dish?"

Jamie just watched her in a daze, his mouth open as if he was trying to catch a falling crate.

"Ohhh, ah know~" She continued, shuffling herself so that her hindquarters were right above the dish, her leaking pussy letting a drop fall atop the gourmet meat. "Some nice, sweet, succulent honey~"

Jamie watched the lustful intent as the single drop dripped from her snatch onto the prime ribs, her words driving him more and more wild by the second.

'If she sits in that...' He thought to himself, 'Then, that'll be the best meal in the world...'

His mouth was already watering at the thought of her "honey" pouring out all over the meat and vegetables, the juices and flavors mixing together, and creating a culinary masterpiece that no artist could ever hope to concoct.

Dixie noticed the horniness in his eyes, taking over all else in his mind, body and soul.

All she needed to do now was make him sign his own death warrant.

With that, she sat her ass down on the platter with a *splat*, covering the entire dish and the sides of the platter in her juices, as well as her backside in the meaty juices and barbeque sauce.

"Yeehaw~" She exclaimed, laughing and moaning as she grinded her hips, rubbing her buttcheeks in the dish, while also smearing the juices in and around her cunt.

Jamie's whole world had collapsed around him, and the only thing he could focus on was the sight of the saluki's ass and her juices dripping down her thighs, coating the food in the stuff.

Her scent, the look of her skin and fur, her voice, and the smell of her juices were all his eyes and brain could register, and that wasn't even mentioning the dish that she was grinding her ass into, smearing her juices and her scent into the prime rib.

He was salivating as the image of the succulent, perfect ass smearing the beautiful meat was all that he could see.

He wanted it. Nothing else in the world. He just wanted the meat, and her butt.

He couldn't stop himself anymore, as he moved closer, his hands reaching out and grabbing her waist, and his mouth diving towards the canine's rump.

However, to his dismay, the feeling of her foot stopping his snout and pushing him away made him whimper like a kicked puppy, before his ears were assaulted with her giggles.

"Naughty, naughty~" She chastised, looking back at him and wagging her finger, smirking. "Ah'm afraid this dish is only fer residents of the tower. So that means none fer you~"

She laughed and wiggled her butt again, as if tempting him with a forbidden fruit, but knowing that it was a trick.

The canine was playing him like a fiddle, and the fox was too far gone to realize it.

His mind could only comprehend the fact that his dream dish had been taken from him, unless he could somehow become a residen-

Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind.

'If I stay here, and agree to her offer... Then, she'll let me have this, and I'll be able to enjoy her cooking and her body for the rest of my life...'

It was like those words didn't even come to him naturally. It was like someone had spoken into his mind, and the words were coming from there, not his own.

And, of course, Jamie had no idea who it was, or why they had decided to speak to him, but he knew he couldn't disagree.

After all, why would he refuse a deal like that? He had already enjoyed more food than he had had his entire life, and this dish was the ultimate prize.

"B- But... I..." He tried his best to muster up a response, but the canine interrupted him.

"Shhh~" She hushed him, placing her foot on his lip. "Those are the rules, ah'm afraid. You wanna be a good boy and live here wit' me, then you're gonna hafta obey, sugar. Otherwise, ya can jus' go an' find yer way back ta the ground. So, what's it gonna be? Yer freedom, or the greatest dish ya'll ever have the chance to taste?"

The young fox didn't take long to decide, and he placed a kiss on her foot to showcase his surrender.

His new owner raises an eyebrow cockily, watching him crumble even more.

"Ya sure? Y'aint gonna have another chance." She told him, but he didn't waver, and continued to kiss her toes.

"Yes, Dixie." He replied, between kisses. "I- I promise. I'm... All yours. Just... Please, let me have it... Let me taste it."

His desperation was clear, and it made the saluki giggle.

"Aww, well, aren't you a cutie~" She cooed, pulling her foot back and patting his head. "So, even if ah wanted to, say... Cook and serve ya, you'd still obey me, and let me eat ya, wouldn't cha?"

She smiled at him, and the fox nodded without hesitation.

"Yes." He replied. "I'll do whatever you want."

He had completely submitted himself to the bigger canine's will, and it was like a switch had been flicked in his mind, turning off all his other senses.

She was his whole world now, and he would do anything she said, without question.

"That's a good boy." She praised, as she moved her fine ass off the decimated dish, offering it up for her new toy to feast on. "Well, dig in, sugar. Ya worked so hard, ya deserve a reward."

Jamie's eyes widened, and his tail started wagging, before he leaned in to her ass and opened his maw wide, latching his lips onto her cheek and suckling on her juicy skin, before sliding his tongue across her pucker and down to her slit, getting a taste of the succulent flavor of her "honey" like it was the first bit of food he had seen in weeks.

"Ooh, Jamie~" Dixie groaned, closing her eyes and arching her back, enjoying the sensation of his lips, teeth and tongue on her flesh. "Yer tongue is amazing, sugar~"

She wrapped her tail around the back of his head, forcing him to keep his face buried in her butt, his nose and lips nuzzling against her anus and snatch, his tongue sliding inside her.

"Oh, my~" She moaned, feeling her walls tighten around his tongue. "Ah'm gettin' real sensitive, baby. Ya keep that up, an' ah'm gonna explode all over yer pretty face~"

He didn't care about that, though, and just continued to lap and suck away at her asshole, while his fingers were kneading her cheeks, not caring about the mess they were getting all over his hands.

His snout and mouth were soaked in her juices, as her butt was pressed up against his face.

The scent was intoxicating, and he could barely breathe, but he didn't dare try to pull himself away; he wasn't going anywhere until every last drop of sauce was cleaned out from the saluki's anus.

He continued his ministrations on her butt, until she suddenly gasped and her thighs tightened around his head, her walls clenching and her pussy squirting her juices all over his muzzle and neck.

He could feel the sticky substance drip down his skin, and soak into his fur, as he pulled away and took a deep breath, panting heavily. Though he didn't really want to deprive himself from Dixie's anal canals.

Dixie's eyes were closed, her lips slightly agape and her chest rising and falling as she panted, looking back to her future meal.

"Ha... Ha... Ah needed that..." She told him, her breathless voice soft, as her eyes opened and looked into his. "That was the best ah've had in a while. Ah guess y'all were hungry, weren't cha, sugar?"

The fox wasn't sure whether to answer her with words or by licking her cum off himself, before deciding the latter would be better, scooping some of her jizz off with his fingers, making a show for her.

"Good boy~" She purred, turning herself around to sit her ass on the edge of the bed. "Now, lemme return the favor~ Come here, sugar!"

Jamie didn't hesitate, as he shuffled forward on his knees, before stopping in front of the saluki, her hand reaching out to grasp his member.

"My, aren't ya a big boy~" She commented, stroking his shaft, while her other hand moved down to her own breast, tweaking her nipple to tease herself.

The fox could only whimper as she teased his erection, and her eyes were focused on his tip, watching the pre-cum leak out.

"Oooh, so eager." She cooed, trying not to laugh too much at how close he was to blowing his own load.

She shouldn't have been too surprised, though; it wasn't every day that a horny little puppy was allowed to indulge himself with a sexy, busty girl like her.

"Ah hope ya ain't too quick, sugarlumps." She whispered, leaning towards him, before giving him a kiss and shoving her tongue into his mouth, tasting his saliva, the barbeque sauce, the rip meat and even her own spunk.

Jamie wasn't really able to reply, even as she pulled away from the kiss and smiled at him, before moving herself back down onto the bed and laying down, her head resting against the pillow and her legs spread wide from his eager cock to plough into her.

"C'mon, boy~" She beckoned, spreading her lips open and showing him her wet and needy pussy. "Don't keep yer owner waitin'."

He couldn't wait another second, throwing everything else in his life to the wayside as he practically leapt towards her, his paws slamming onto her breasts and his hips slamming his dick into her pussy, penetrating her, and forcing the canine to gasp in surprise.

"Oh, mah stars!" The saluki howled, her eyes rolling up in delight. "What a stallion! So full of vim and vigor! Go on, show me yer worth makin' a meal out of!"

She couldn't contain herself anymore, and her tongue rolled out, letting him see her sharp canines.

"Y- Yes, ma'am!" He replied, his voice trembling as he thrust his hips back and forth, his balls slapping against her skin.

"Keep goin', sugar." She ordered, moaning as he picked up the pace. "Gimme all ya got!"

Jamie didn't hesitate, and continued his brutal assault on her pussy, his thrusts becoming more erratic, and his balls feeling heavier with every pump, his tip leaking pre-cum like crazy.

"Oh, m- mistress!" He grunted, squeezing her tits and kneading them, while his hips continued their assault. "You're so tight! Y- You feel amazing!"

He could feel her walls clenching and gripping his shaft, as if she were trying to milk him for as much spunk as they could get from him, when the time came for his sweet release.

"H- Harder, honey!" Dixie moaned, her eyes half-lidded as she watched his expression, the lust and determination burning bright in his eyes. "Th- this is yer o- only chance!"

His tongue was lolling out of his mouth, and his hips were hammering into her, his balls slapping her like a machine.

"Y- You're a- amaz- amazing, Mistress!" He stuttered, feeling the saluki's walls beginning to clench tighter around his cock, and her juices dripping down his balls and thighs.

It wouldn't be long now until his body would finally reach its climax, and his balls would be spent, his seed shooting deep into the saluki's womb, signalling the end of his quest.

He would have loved nothing more than to continue fucking her, but at least the bitch would make sure his last moments would be a pleasant one, as his seed would fill her.

"Th- That's it, boy!" She cried, her toes curling and her body shaking in pleasure. "Y- Ya almost have it! Just a little more, darlin'!"

He kept thrusting his hips, his cock ramming her cervix, his balls slapping against her skin, the bed creaking with each thrust, and the room filled with the sounds of their cries and moans.

Finally, his body reached its limit, and his member shot its load deep into her womb, and his balls squeezed themselves dry.

"Yeehaw!" Dixie shouted out, feeling like she was riding a wild bull in the countryside, one that was trying to throw her off him.

"Oh, FUCK!" He yelled, his vision going white, and his body collapsing on top of hers.

His arms wrapped around her, as his cock was buried deep inside her, pumping his hot seed deep into her.

The sensation was overwhelming, and he could barely keep his eyes open.

"Haa... Haa... M- Mistress..." He panted, trying his hardest to keep himself awake. "I- I hope... I... Taste... Good..."

"Aww, yer perfect, sugar." Dixie cooed, as the fox's body went limp, his consciousness drifting off to sleep. "Sweet dreams~"

***

Jamie awakened later in the evening, but not in the comfort of the soft bed he had passed out in, nor in the arms of his beloved saluki.

His environment still resembled the last floor he arrived on, with the kitchen area and dining table being the only things of interest, aside from the window that had the curtains drawn.

The fox tried to get up, but quickly realised that his limbs were tied to something, that explained his position.

He hadn't noticed until now, that he was on his hands and knees on some kind of metal tray, with some holders keeping his head up, putting him in a submissive pose.

'Wh- What's going on?' He thought to himself, looking around his surroundings for a clue.

Suddenly, the sound of a door opening behind him, followed by a familiar humming made his ears stand up.

It was Dixie, without a doubt.

"Oh, yer awake?" The canine asked, her voice getting closer and making his heart skip a beat, but the nervousness didn't fade. "How's my little doggie feelin'?"

"Dix- mistress, what am I..." Jamie began to question, before memories of the day flashed before his eyes, making his cheeks blush red, and his cock throb.

"Oh, you remember now, sugar?" She giggled, walking in front of him and squatting down, cupping his chin and making him look into her eyes. "Ya agreed ta be mah slave, didn't cha?"

He gulped and nodded.

"Y- Yes, mistress." He answered.

"And ya remember the other part of the deal, right?" She asked, stroking his chin and making him shiver. "Well, we better get on with this, if we're gonna get mistress her meal in time. Ya ready?"

The young fox was confused at first, until his gaze was led to a bowl placed next to him, filled with a familiar looking meat sauce, as well as all the cut up fruits, berries, vegetables and herbs spread around in the table.

In her hand, he could see a bottle of honey that Dixie had brought in. Actual honey, this time.

He realised what she was asking, and he nodded nervously.

"O- Okay." He replied.

"Alrighty, then!" Dixie exclaimed, clapping her hands and grinning, as she stood back up and grabbed a brush, dipping it in the bowl of sauce and brought it to the top of his back, brushing his fur down and making it glisten.

It was an unusual feeling, having the stuff put on his fur, but he found it quite nice, the smell of the sauce tickling his nose.

"Ah'm sure a nice BBQ baste'll make ya taste delicious~" She told him, smiling as she continued to paint his fur, and occasionally rubbing her fingers through his pelt, getting the sauce into his skin.

Jamie was blushing, his mouth open and his tongue hanging out, as he enjoyed the feeling of her coating him with the sauce, and running her fingers through his fur.

"Oh, ya like that, sugar?" She cooed, as she finished brushing the top of him, moving on his belly and legs. "Yer gonna love what ah have planned fer ya."

She dipped the brush back into the bowl, before brushing his feet, before moving up to his ass, and painting it, too.

"There ya go, good boy~" She told him, as she moved the bowl aside, and picked up a bottle of honey, squeezing a small amount onto the side of his neck.

"O- Oh, wow!" Jamie gasped, feeling the sticky substance drip down his shoulder and coat his chest, making his nipples feel like they were tingling, and his cock throb, as she smeared it around his torso.

"Like that, sugar?" She teased, leaning towards his ear and licking the honey off, before moving down to his neck, and licking a little of the honey off his skin there, too.

Her tongue felt so warm and soft, as she cleaned him of the stickiness. He was sure this was going to be the last show of affection he was ever going to experience, so he might as well enjoy it.

She took the bottle and poured a bit more onto his chest, before taking the brush again and painting his nipples, before using her fingers to mix the sauce and honey together.

"Mmmm, you smell good enough ta eat, darlin'." She said, giggling as she continued to run her hands over his chest, teasing his nipples, and making him moan.

"O- Ohhh, mistress..." He whimpered, his eyes closed and his tongue lolling out. "Th- That feels so good..."

Dixie smiled, and reached behind him, squeezing some more honey onto his back and painting it, before reaching his ass, and doing the same.

"Mmm, such a tasty treat." She cooed, kissing his cheek, and licking the sauce off his face.

Jamie whimpered as her hands moved across his body, caressing his chest, back, belly, and ass, her nails digging into his skin, and her palms sliding across his pelt.

He couldn't help but close his eyes, and try to relax, as she rubbed his belly, and squeezed his buttcheeks, her fingers rubbing the sauce and honey deeper into his fur.

This was better than he expected, and he was loving every second of it.

He could hear the sound of her hand reaching towards his crotch, and he felt his heart pounding in his chest, as her fingers curled around his cock, and she stroked him, her hand slowly moving up and down his length.

"My, aren't you a big boy." She whispered, stroking his shaft, and teasing his tip with her thumb, as she reached the base of his dick and squeezed it, making him yelp in surprise.

"Nnng, mistress, th- that's... Mnnn~" He moaned, his cock throbbing and twitching in her grip.

She was stroking his cock slowly, teasing his tip and smearing the pre-cum all over it, as her other hand squeezed his balls and massaged them, making him moan.

"Such a horny lil' boy~" She whispered, her breath warm and tickling his ear.

"Mnnn, mistress, please~" He begged, his toes curling, and his tail wagging, his cock pulsing.

"You like it when I do this, huh?" She teased, as her hand tightened its grip around his shaft, and her thumb stroked his tip, as her other hand squeezed his balls.

"Y- Yes, mistress!" Jamie exclaimed, feeling himself getting close already.

Dixie could feel it too, and her hands moved faster, squeezing his shaft and his balls tighter, and stroking his cock harder.

"Well... Alright, but this'll be the last time yer gonna cum, sugar." She told him, a smirk on her face. "You ready, boy?"

The fox nodded, whimpering as he felt his cock about to explode, before he suddenly came, his cock shooting its load onto her hands, and all over the tray, as he whimpered, and his eyes rolled up, his mind going blank, as his seed continued to spurt out of his cock, his whole body trembling and his tongue lolling out, his balls emptying themselves for the final time.

"Oh, my!" Dixie gasped, a little surprised, as she pulled her hands away from his cock, his semen still spraying out, coating the tray. "That's quite the load ya got there, sugarlump. Ah'd love ta have a taste of that, but ah can't waste another second."

Jamie was panting heavily, his body covered in sweat and his tongue hanging out, as he struggled to recover from the intensity of the orgasm, his whole body still tingling from the sensation.

Even so, the saluki continued her work, spreading the sauce all over his back, and his ass, as well as his sides, and even his belly.

"Oh, my, this looks absolutely delicious~" She cooed, admiring her work, before moving in front of him, and picking up the plate of sliced apples, pineapples and melon.

In his post-orgasm state, Jamie didn't move too much, so his back could balance the three of them without issue.

Dixie hummed to herself as she laid the fruit slices all over his back, covering the entire surface with the colorful arrangement, before grabbing the tin of herbs and spices and sprinkling them over the fruit, mixing the flavors together, and the aromas with the smell of the barbeque sauce.

"Perfect!" She exclaimed, admiring her handiwork, as she picked up a perfect red apple, getting a look at her own reflection on the skin.

It was the finishing touch, that would ensure this was her coup de grais.

Jamie, still awake even after the intense orgasm, turned his eyes to the ripe fruit being offered before him.

"Would ya like ta do the honors?" The southern bitch asked, letting him make the next move.

He knew what this meant, and that there was no going back from this.

The fox opened his mouth wide, letting her know that he wanted this.

"Well, then..." She said, before pressing the fruit into his mouth, the juices immediately flowing and the apple's crisp skin breaking between his teeth, as he closed his maw enough to wedge it in place between his upper & lower teeth, and savoured the flavor as best he could. "Let's not waste any more time and get ya in the oven. Okay, pumpkin~?"

She didn't wait for an answer, but couldn't really hear one anyway, besides a muffled response, before grabbing the handles of the tray Jamie was still attached to, picking it up with relative ease and carrying it over to the large stone coal-burning oven.

The inside was lined with some kind of metal to keep the heat from getting out of control, the temperature high enough to cook almost anything, and the smell was so intense, the aroma filling his nostrils.

Jamie wasn't scared, though, and even looked forward to this. He had given up his life to Dixie, and would not back out.

He would rather be eaten by a sexy canine, than anything else, and he'd gladly accept the role of being her next meal.

Once they were there, the country canine placed the back of the tray on the flat surface inside the oven, so that Jamie's tail could already feel the incredible heat coming from it, and he could barely wait to feel it on the rest of his body.

Dixie couldn't wait much either, though that didn't stop her from taking her time in sliding him backwards, further and further into the heated depths of the oven, the fox feeling his back and butt slowly start to feel warmer and warmer.

Jamie moaned and whined, his cock and balls still throbbing, as she slid him further inside, the warmth of the oven enveloping his body. It was starting to get overwhelming, but he had already agreed to this and had come this far. He wasn't going to give up now.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, his head was fully inside the oven, and the canine pulled her arms away, her hands resting on her hips.

"There, nice an' toasty~" She cooed, before turning around and holding the oven door in one hand.

With the way she was positioned, her glorious arse was facing him directly, and she could still see him over her shoulder, a smug look on her face.

"Well, this is it, baby." She told him, her hand moving down to the handle. "No turning back now."

Jamie's eyes were focused on her ass, and her pussy, but his ears picked up on her words.

He was so close to tasting her again, he could almost smell her arousal.

"Have fun, sweetheart." She whispered, as she grabbed the door's handle, and pushed it shut, blocking out the last light of day to replace his only source of light with the fire burning below him, and sealing his fate.

The saluki's butt was the last sight he could remember, but it was all he would need for the rest of his life.

His mind was completely gone, replaced with a simple goal: to obey his mistress, and fulfil her desires.

As the oven heated up, the fox began to sweat, his fur beginning to feel damp and clingy.

The smell of the barbecue sauce and the scent of the burning coals made his head spin, and his cock and balls begin to swell, the heat getting to him.

He could feel his skin becoming hot, the juices of the fruits and vegetables starting to run down his back as his flesh began cooking in the oven.

That made him so happy; knowing he was slowly sizzling and roasting, being cooked and prepared for his mistress like any other piece of meat, and that once she was done, she would feast on him.

That thought alone made him want to cum right then and there, his body and mind filled with lust, but he knew he couldn't. His arms were still locked in place, and Dixie already said he had cum for the last time, so he'd have to wait until he was done being cooked, to bring about the only pleasure he had left to look forward to.

He could already see himself in her eyes, looking down at him as she chewed his flesh and swallowed his juices, his body and soul being devoured.

It was only a matter of waiting to pass away, now.

***

Morning arose, and for the rest of the world, life went on.

Of course, the key difference between today and yesterday, for the arctic fox's village, was the new change in leadership that all its citizens would soon be subjected to, in only a few hours.

As soon as the poodle they were dreading to see got out of bed and made her way back to them, their lives were really going to take a turn for the worst.

But, for one person in particular, life would not continue. It COULD not continue, because of the choices he made.

For the first time since last night, Georgette's eyes finally opened, her vision adjusting to the daylight as she slowly lifted her head off her pillow... One of the dozen her bed had.

Her room was just as decadent as the rest of her castle, the walls being adorned with expensive paintings, the carpet was the softest and plushest in the land, and the canopy was draped in the finest silk, making the whole thing a lavish and expensive resort-looking sleeping quarters.

And, unbeknownst to the poodle, she was about to be pleasantly surprised by a warm, custom-prepared breakfast to celebrate her victory & future conquest.

She yawned, stretching her arms and legs and arching her back, as her tail flicked lazily from side to side, the morning breeze from the open window cooling her warm body.

As much as she might not want to have get out from the inviting sheets, the thoughts of a new village under her command was enough to motivate her to change out of her jammies and into her latest costly attire.

However, before she could even remove the first blanket from her body, the sound of the door being knocked on echoed through her room, and curiosity piqued her interest.

"Milady, are you awake?" A southern voice from behind the door called out, a hint of eagerness and excitement in her tone.

She already knew, it was Dixie.

"Mmm, yes, darling. What is it?" She asked, sitting up on her bed.

"I've got a very special treat for ya, ma'am." The saluki continued from the other side. "May ah come in?"

A smile grew on the poodle's face, as her tail wagged and she stood up.

"Why, yes, of course. Come in." Georgette answered, now looking forward to whatever this little surprise was. Dixie was the best chef she managed to recruit, and her dishes were always mouth-watering, for one reason or another.

The canine was very enthusiastic about her work, and always tried her best to impress the succubus, no matter how big or small the dish was.

So, whatever it was, Georgette was certain she was going to enjoy it.

The doors opened and the sound of a portable tray on wheels rolling into the room could be heard, the scent of sizzling fruits and roasted herbs & spices filling the air, along with something else that the poodle couldn't quite put her finger on.

She didn't need to guess, though, as the canine stepped inside, pushing the tray with a single large plate with the silver dome on it, along with the variety of cutlery needed to eat a meal, while her eyes were focused on the platter, as if she was holding a holy chalice.

Georgette licked her lips as her eyes were glued to the meal, while the saluki rolled the tray over to the bed and stood up.

"Ah made a lil' somethin' 'specially fer you, ma'am. Ah hope ya like it." She said, a hint of lust in her voice, as the poodle was already eyeing up the dome-covered platter.

"Oh, Dixie, you really shouldn't have~" The poodle cooed, licking her lips and feeling her stomach growl with anticipation.

"Please, enjoy~" Dixie whispered, lifting the dome off, the smell of the food becoming much more apparent.

Under the silver cover, was a large, juicy arctic fox, positioned on his hands and knees with his eyes closed, a large red apple in his mouth, sliced apple, pineapple and melon perfectly cooked on his back, and a delectable aroma of BBQ sauce and honey wafting around him, clearly coming from the basted skin all around him.

The succubus' eyes widened at the sight, and she could barely contain her excitement.

"My, oh my! Is that what I think it is?!" She exclaimed, clapping her hands and laughing gleefully.

"He's all yours, ma'am. Ah cooked 'im jus' the way ya like 'em~" Dixie said, smiling and placing a sturdy wooden standing tray over her mistress's legs to get her breakfast in bed ready for her.

"Oh, darling, you spoil me!" She told her, watching her lay a white sheet over her lap and placing a napkin over her neck.

"Not at all, milady." The country gal continued, clearly pleased with the notion of making her mistress glad. "Yer happiness is mah happiness."

"How wonderful." Georgette purred, stroking the canine's head. "You're such a good girl, aren't you, dear~? I'll be sure to reward you for this, when I've finished with him."

Dixie's tail wagged at the thought of pleasing her mistress, her pussy already leaking.

"Th- Thank you, milady. Now, please, dig in~"

Georgette was eager to do so, her tongue licking her hungry lips again as she picked up a carving knife and a sharp fork, while Dixie placed the deceased canine on the wooden tray in front of her, for her mistress's use.

As she began to slice off a piece of the juicy, tender flesh from Jamie's arm, the scent of the fox's meat and the fruit's flavor filled the air, and her mouth began watering.

The first bite was everything she expected it to be; heavenly and delicious.

His muscles were still intact, and the juices were flowing, coating her tongue in a warm and savory flavor.

She moaned, as she chewed the morsel, before swallowing it and taking another bite, enjoying the texture of his skin, as she sliced her knife through him like butter.

This was it for the would-be liberator of his village; to be cut up and consumed by the evil bitch that had caused all this in the first place, like a common piece of beef.

If he was still alive, he may have looked at is situation with a deep-rooted sense of shame in the back of his mind, no matter how much his libido told him that this was a horrible idea.

But, Georgette didn't care, as she continued to eat him, his flesh and bones providing her with nutrients, and his flavors making her happy to have woken up that morning.

Hard to call it an unsavory demise.

BAD END 14: ROASTED