Jack shuddered as the chef gave him a little lick, "Okay little guy, I will give you a little extra time to live." She pulled back the blouse she was wearing under her chef coat, and placed him in between her C-cup breasts, "But don't think that you getting to know me, or me getting to know you, will keep me from making you my dinner tonight." Jack was frighten by her, but he couldn't help to love being between her soft, smooth, and warm breasts. "I still need a snack in my belly," She said as she reached into the box and pulled out a lovely little Asian girl. Jack cringed as he watched the chef toss the poor screaming girl in her mouth, suck on the girl a bit, and finally swallow her whole. He saw the wiggling lump that is the girl, slide down the chef's gullet. The chef licked her lips and let out a little burp, then looked down at Jack, winked, and said, "Tasty! She might have curbed my hunger, but you know what they say about Asian food. I will only be hungry an hour or so from now, that's where you come in little morsel.
The chef woman went about her job, cooking and completing orders. Jack put his ear to the woman's chest and heard the girl down below shouting to be let out and set free. Not long later, he heard the girl screaming and saying that she was burning all over her skin; obviously the woman's digestive process was dealing with the girl, then he heard nothing but the gurgling of her stomach. Jack spent the next hour waiting, watching the chef sandwich a guy and send him out to be served to some hungry girl. She also fried up three girls with some vegetables, to be served to a guy who is a food critic. Soon it was time for her work day to end as she took off her chef coat and threw it in the laundry basket in the break room. She looked down at Jack and said, "Okay, time to take you back to my place and make you dinner."
What happens to Jack next?