The hand that had grabbed you, belonged to Rita, a redheaded culinary arts major, that had big plans to make you a part of one of the meals she would cook. "What do I have here," Rita said with a giggle, "Looks like the main ingredient in the meal I will cook for lunch today." "You aren't really considering cooking me," you asked hoping she would say no. "Why would I pass up a chance to see how fun it is to cook a little guy like you," she replied. "So, you are going to make me lunch and add me to the fat on your ass," you tried to insult. Rita just laughed, "As delicious as you will be in one of my recipes, I think I will just feed you to one of the girls in the house. I always want input on how good my cooking is." Wondering about whose meal you were about to be you asked, "So who is the lucky girl that you are going to feed me to?" Rita spoke up, "Well to be fair, after I have finished preparing you into a masterpiece of a meal, the first girl to come in to get lunch, gets you." You knew there was not much room for escape, so curious, you asked, "What kind of meal am I going to be?"
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