Lawrence was a neat college student, and also a good player of a fighting game called Tecc.
His slightly younger sister Jennifer came into his room and introduced him to her pretty classmate and girlfriend Sarah.
When Lawrence saw her, he found that Sarah was indeed a very charming person, just like Jennifer had told him.
Sarah challenged Lawrence to play a match of Tecc, but Lawrence was too skillful at that game and won.
However, Sarah had a very competitive nature, and so, upon losing, she said:
"I see you've got way more experience at Tecc than I have - but how about this:
You give me just one week to train hard, so I can get better, too !
And then you can come over to my house, so I can challenge you to a rematch and beat you !?"
Lawrence agreed, because he was so certain of victory even if Sarah trained like crazy for a whole week.
Not only that, but Lawrence also suggested:
"If you beat me at Tecc next Saturday, then I'm gonna grant you any one wish, Sarah !"
Sarah was a bit perplexed by this unusual offer, but she quickly began to grin:
"Really, Lawrence ? ANY one wish ? Just like a Genie from a magical lamp !?"
Lawrence nodded:
"Yeah, just like Genie. Well, except that I can't use magic for real, of course.
But IF you win, and for as long as it is physically possible and within my ability - I'm so totally gonna fulfill whatever you're gonna wish for."
Jennifer giggled:
"I suppose that even with those restrictions there could still be something like a crazy wish you'd have to fulfill, if Sarah wins ?
Are you sure you wanna give so many possibilities to Sarah, still !?"
Lawrence nodded: "Yeah, it's a promise."
Lawrence wasn't actually conceited, but he just had so much experience and trust in his skills at Tecc, that the idea that he could really lose never came to his mind.
Now, for whatever reason, Jennifer and Sarah were looking at each other's faces with strangely euphoric miens for a few moments, and then Sarah said:
"Oh I'm so gonna hold you to your promise, Lawrence !"
After that, Jennifer and Sarah left Lawrence' room.
Most of the following week went by quickly and with no noteworthy incidents, except on Thursday, when Lawrence and Jennifer were at home alone.
Jennifer entered Lawrence' room and said:
"Today Sarah told me that she had been training that game 'Tecc' like an idiot, and she's very confident that she can beat you on Saturday !"
Lawrence smiled:
"Oh, really ? We'll see ..."
Jennifer said:
"Sarah also told me something about that very special wish she would like you to fulfill, if she wins."
With an excited expression on his face, Lawrence asked:
"Really, what will it be !?"
Jennifer replied:
"Sarah said that she had always dreamed of playing a game called 'Our delicious bird' with a real person ..."
Lawrence said:
"'Our delicious bird' !? I've never heard of such a game, no idea how it's supposed to be played.
But of course, if that's what Sarah would like to play IF she wins, it's all fine for me, ok ?"
Jennifer begged:
"Well, but here's the thing, Lawrence.
In order to play 'Our delicious bird' with as little inconveniences as possible,
Sarah said it would be important that you fast for two days and make sure that your bowels will be completely empty and sober on Saturday.
Would that be possible for you ....? MAYBE !? ... PLEASE ! ..."
Lawrence wondered:
"Whoah, Jennifer ... 'Our delicious bird' for sure must be a very strange game, if that's what Sarah needs me to do, in order to play it !?
But I suppose it's fine for me, Jennifer. You know how good I am at Tecc, so it's unlikely that I'll lose."
Jennifer asked:
"Can I tell Sarah that you're REALLY gonna fast until Saturday and be 100% sober on the inside !?"
Lawrence nodded:
"Yeah, Jennifer, it's OK !"
Saturday came, and at 2 p.m. Lawrence and Jennifer arrived at Sarah's house.
Sarah quickly led them to her room, and on the way they passed through a perfectly regular kitchen with but one slightly strange feature:
A gigantic rectangular roasting pan, which had been placed onto a sideboard on wheels.
Although Lawrence wondered for what purpose Sarah could possibly need such an enormous roasting pan, he wanted to be polite and not annoy his host with strange questions, so he kept quiet.
Moments later, inside of Sarah's room, Sarah turned on the video game console, and with a joyful expression she looked at Lawrence:
"It's great you really agreed to all of this, Lawrence ! Including even that part about getting yourself prepared in case I win !"
Sarah and Lawrence took the game controllers, and Jennifer announced:
"Ok then ! You've gotta play 7 games, and whoever wins 4 games first, will be the winner of the match ! Is that ok ?"
Both Sarah and Lawrence nodded: "Yeah, Jennifer, it's fine."
With an excited mien, Sarah glanced at Lawrence one last time before they would start to play:
"And you, Lawrence, you aren't going to back out and refuse to fulfill my wish to play 'Our delicious bird' if I win, right, Lawrence !?"
Lawrence smiled: "Yeah, Sarah, it's all fine. Whatever you wish for ! But only IF you win !"
Both of them laughed, and a moment later the sounds and the visuals of the video game signalled that the first round of their match of Tecc began !
But it didn't last long, after all, Lawrence was still a better player, and only a few minutes later, he already had a lead of 3 - 0.
Sarah sighed: "Oh my, how can you possibly be so good at Tecc, Lawrence ... ?"
Jennifer giggled: "He's had not only one week, but many months of practice, maybe that's why."
Lawrence was aware that although Sarah's skills had significantly improved over the last week, she still wasn't good enough to win.
Nevertheless, Lawrence tried to be polite and made a friendly remark:
"But I have to admit, you've gotten much better at Tecc, too, Sarah."
Jennifer suggested:
"Since you're so good, Lawrence, how about you're gonna give yourself a handicap ?"
Lawrence asked: "What sort of a handicap ?"
Sarah said:
"Like, for example, give your character only 10% of its usual health bar ? That way I might find it easier to beat you ?
Because that's what I'd really love to do !"
Jennifer looked at Lawrence with pleading eyes, and whenever she did that, Lawrence was unable to refuse.
Looking at Sarah's pretty face and noticing how disappointed the best friend of his sister seemed to be, Lawrence agreed with a friendly smile:
"It isn't gonna be easy for me to still win when my character has only 10% of his health bar, but I guess it's OKAY !!"
An expression of enthusiasm and optimism returned instantly to Jennifer's and Sarah's face, and Jennifer whispered: "Thanks so much, big bro !"
Now, the remaining games of the match started.
But this time, Sarah had the upper hand.
Lawrence, who had led in the match with a score of 3 - 0, had agreed to playing with such a great handcap, that Sarah quickly won one game after another, and only a few minutes later, the score was an equal 3 - 3, and only one game left to go in order to decide the match !
Sarah jumped off the sofa with an enthusiastic shout:
"Yeah, Lawrence, YEAH ! K.O. !! Haha, Oh, man, you're gonna be SOO GOOD !!"
Not quite sure what exactly Sarah was talking about when she said 'SOO GOOD', and with a bashful smile Lawrence replied:
"Yeah, I see now that playing with characters who have only 10% of their original HP is too much of a handicap even for me."
Sarah calmed down a bit and said:
"Yeah, but even if you've play with only 10% of your HP, I will still get 100% of MY REWARD, right, Lawrence !?"
Lawrence asked: "You mean, that any ONE wish of yours ..."
Sarah laughed: "Yeah ! We're gonna play 'Our Delicious Bird', right, Lawrence !?"
Lawrence nodded:
"O-KAY. But first, let us play the final game of our match ! Maybe I can still win 4 - 3 ..."
But there's no way even a pro-gamer can win with only 10% HP against a moderately good player like Sarah, who had trained like an insane one for a whole week - because Sarah had seen that only now or never her chance to play 'Our delicious bird' with a real person had come.
That's why Sarah won the last game of the match, too, and therefore the whole match with a score of 4 - 3 !
Jennifer and Sarah looked at each other with a triumphant grin of enthusiastic anticipation of what was yet to come.
Lawrence, being a fair loser, said: "Congrats, Sarah. You won !"
Jennifer said:
"You are gonna keep your promise, right, Lawrence !? 'Our delicious bird' ..."
Lawrence replied:
"Well, yeah, of course. But frankly, I have no idea of how 'Our delicious bird' is supposed to be played ..."
Sarah rejoiced:
"Oh that's not a difficult game for us to play at all, Lawrence.
How about Jennifer and I are simply gonna give you all of the necessary instructions for the game - step-by-step - as we play !?"
Lawrence nodded: "Yeah, why not ?"
Sarah said:
"Before we can start the game, you've gotta take a shower. And then you've gotta come to my kitchen ..."
Lawrence said:
"Ok, I think I remember where I saw that door to your shower room in the hallway..."
Several minutes later, Sarah and Jennifer were eagerly awaiting Lawrence' return.
Lawrence, who was now completely naked - with the exception of a towel which he had wrapped around the most intimate area of his body - entered the kitchen, and he saw that Sarah and Jennifer were standing right beside that gigantic rectangular roasting pan.
Sarah cheered up: "It's good to see that you're one of those guys who shaves his bodyhair !"
Lawrence smiled:
"Yeah, that's true. I think that doing so improves my overall pesonal hygiene."
Lawrence approached the big roasting pan, and asked: "So how exactly are we gonna continue to play 'Our delicious bird' !?"
Sarah grabbed with Lawrence' forearm, and with a cordial expression on her face she explained:
"'Our delicous bird' is simply an excting mixture of a role-play and a bondage game !"
Lawrence suddenly blushed a tiny little bit: "A 'role-play', you say !?"
Sarah nodded: "Yeah, exactly. Only a role-play. You like that !?"
Lawrence blushed a tiny little bit more, and nodded, thereby mumbling: "Well, ... yeah, o-kay ..."
Sarah explained:
"Your role in the whole 'play' is in fact extremely easy !!
All you've gotta do is to pretend that you're a bird like maybe ... a turkey, which Jennifer and I caught or bought at a market.
And now you simply have to lie down in my big roasting pan on your back, so we can tie you up and ..."
Lawrence suddenly gut a baffled expression on his face.
At this moment, Jennifer suddenly pulled Lawrence' towel away from his groin:
"Remember that from now on you're nothing else but our turkey which Sarah and I wanna prepare for cooking, Lawrence ! So please, climb into our big pan and -"
Lawrence hesitated for a moment, his heart beating more violently than ever in response to a mixture of emotions like thrill and excitement which had entered his consciousness.
But he also didn't wanna disappoint Sarah's and Jennifer's expectations, nor mess up their bizarre game, that 'role-play' they wanted to play, ...
... and so he climbed into the roasting pan.
Lawrence lied down in the pan, on his back, his head turned upwards to face Sarah, and, breathing heavily, he asked:
"Ok, so I'm something like an easter turkey now, right ?"
Both Sarah and Jennifer grinned at him, and Sarah said:
"Yeah, exactly ! And now please hold still, until we've tied you up !"
His sister and Sarah used strong ropes to tie up Lawrence' arms, legs, and other body parts, tying them to metallic loops that were welded to the big pan.
Meanwhile, Lawrence was an obedient 'turkey', simply lying there in the big pan, and not at all trying to resist. It was a game, after all, and he had promised to play along.
Once Sarah and Jennifer had tied their 'turkey' Lawrence up as firmly as they could, they both licked their lips, and Jennifer grinned:
"Oh yeah, Lawrence, now you're seriously looking like a perfectly good easter turkey !
What do you think, Sarah ? Wouldn't it be a good idea to go on and baste out turkey with something like a mouth-watering seasoning gravy !?"
Sarah laughed:
"Yeah, totally, Jennifer ! Only if we season Lawrence really good now, will we ENJOY EATING him for dinner !"
Jennifer, who was now sure that Lawrence had been tied up so firmly that escaping was no longer possible for him, said playfully:
"Sarah ? You didn't ACTUALLY just hint that you were REALLY hoping to cook and eat my big bro for dinner, right !?"
Sarah laughed:
"Wouldn't we be fools if we DIDN'T cook and eat him, Jennifer ?! Maybe we'll never get a chance like this again !"
Only now, Lawrence suddenly got a little bit more startled, and he stared at both Sarah and then Jennifer with a questioning look.
He was still sure, though, that all of this was part of their 'role-play' with 'bondage'.
Sarah and Jennifer took brushes and began to 'paint' 'mouth-watering' gravy everywhere on Lawrence' body.
They wanted to make sure that their 'turkey' would turn out nicely baked, after all.
Once they were done, Lawrence saw that Jennifer was suddenly holding a tiny object which resembled an apple in her hand, and she was swiftly moving it towards Lawrence' face.
With a warm smile on her face, Jennifer giggled: "Ok, Lawrence, as you can see, now you're so well-prepared for the oven, that only this finishing touch is missing !"
Sarah giggled:
"And you made it so easy for us to prepare you for cooking, Lawrence !"
Lawrence' mien turned a little bit more serious now, and a little bit nervous he asked:
"Oven !? Cooking !? Wait a second, Jennifer ! Is this for real !? Is all of this still part of our role-play, too !?"
Sarah laughed:
"Yeah, of course it is ! All of this is still part of our role-play ! It wouldn't be a complete game of 'Our delicious bird', if we just stopped now, and if we didn't cook you and eat you for dinner - FOR REAL !!"
In response to Sarah's reply, Lawrence suddenly became scared.
He had never expected this 'role-play' to turn into such a serious 'game' !
Lawrence began to shake violently with his entire body, trying to break free from his contstraints, but it was to no avail.
Sarah grinned: "I see that we won't need to worry about you escaping from my oven, once we've put you inside ! The bindings are perfect !"
Now, Lawrence fear had risen to new heights, but the very moment Lawrence tried to open his mouth wide in order to shout something Jennifer quickly stuffed that gag which resembled an apple into Lawrence' mouth !
"Finally !" Jennifer giggled in an omnious way, resembling a witch from a fairytale.
Lawrence found that the gag was impossible to spit out, because apparently it had been coated with superglue, and therefore was stuck firmly in his mouth. Whatever protest Lawrence had been trying to say was reduced to a meaningless and muffled sound of fear and despair.
Lawrence' next sensation was that of that drivable sideboard on which he had been 'prepared' like a 'turkey' for roasting, as it moved into the direction of Sarah's oven, and only now Lawrence' realized that not only that pan which contained him had been alarmingly "too big", but also Sarah's oven !
With no way to fight back, the next thing Lawrence' heard was Sarah saying:
"Will you help me push our delicious bird into my by big oven, Jennifer !?"
Jennifer replied: "Yeah, of course ! On a count of 3, ok ?"
Lawrence heard Jennifer count up to 3, all the while still hoping that his fellow role-players were only joking around: "1 ! 2 !! 3 !!!"
And so they pushed that big pan which contained Lawrence - their 'delicious bird' - into Sarah's monstrous oven.
From the inside, Lawrence was doomed to watch helplessly as Jennifer waved him goodbye and threw him a heart-felt kiss, and then she shut the oven door.
Lawrence calmed down, thinking to himself:
"Ok, this must for sure be as far as this whole 'role-play' is supposed to go on at most ..."
But only seconds later, he totally lost his calm again when he heard Jennifer's voice through the oven window, as she asked Sarah:
"What would be a good high temperature to cook 'our delicious bird' Lawrence !?"
From inside the oven, he heard Sarah reply: "I think something like 425 degrees Fahrenheit would be good enough to roast Lawrence to death really fast !"
Jennifer replied:
"Yeah, good idea. There's no need to let him suffer for an unnecessarily long time before he dies eventually, anyways.
Remember he's my bro, after all, so naturally I still love him. I always will."
While Jennifer turned on the heat, Sarah smiled:
"Sometimes the only convincing way to express our deep love and our desire to 'become one' with another person is to cook them and eat them ..."
Jennifer suggested:
"How about we go to your room and play something else ?"
Sarah replied:
"Good idea. Your bro will need to cook in my oven for several more hours, before we can pull him out and eat him for dinner !"
Through the oven window, Lawrence saw how his sister and Sarah simply turned and walked away, leaving HIM - a human being ! - to bake inside of the oven just like any other piece of meat ... !
But as dehumanized Lawrence really felt right now - utter despair was no longer the only emotion inside of Lawrence, which had come to a climax, because there was also a maximum amount of arousal and excitement - and consequently, Lawrence' dick 'exploded like an atom bomb .
The heat inside of Sarah's oven kept on increasing, and it didn't take long for 'our delicious bird' Lawrence to feel gruesome and inescable burns everywhere on - and inside of - his body.
Every breathe he took caused his lungs to cook - painfully.
Eventually, after a while of suffering the torments of hell as he was being roasted inside of Sarah's oven, Lawrence realized that he was soon going to perish.
When he figured that the final purpose and inescapable destiny of his body was to become a delicious meal for his sis Jennifer and her beautiful girlfriend Sarah, Lawrence' despair and futile attempts to break free ended. With a feeling of love for his 'cooks' in his final moments, Lawrence' consciousness faded into the eternal darkness (or into the eternal light ? who can possibly know -).
Lawrence' body was left to cook for several more hours inside of Sarah's oven, but they would come and baste him every once in a while. The smell of Lawrence' slowly browning meat was already mouth-watering.
Eventually, Sarah and Jennifer pulled their 'turkey' Lawrence out of the oven, and ate him for dinner in an almost ceremonial manner.
Afterwards both of them agreed that Lawrence had indeed been the most 'delicious bird' they had ever eaten ...
