The Outcast's Feast — The End
"Ah... Aaaagh... It's hot!!! It's so hot!!!" Jia screamed at the top of her lungs, her head sticking out of the oven.
"With just her head sticking out like that, don't you think it'd be pretty fun to make her do something?" one of the men snickered, broaching the idea.
"Like what?" someone asked, puzzled, before uttering a soft, "Ah," as he looked at Jia's pathetic state and understood on his own.
"Well then, let's see..." The man who spoke began to unbuckle his belt with a metallic clink.
"Wait a moment!" Minji interceded.
"What is it all of a sudden?"
"Oh, it's nothing major, but sometimes these Yeochuk bite off the clients' packages, so you have to be careful," Minji replied.
"Oh, really? Still, she looks like she's in the perfect position..." The man shuddered, imagining his groin being torn apart, yet he stared at Jia's gasping head with lingering regret.
"I'm not saying you can't do it," Minji chuckled before stepping closer to Jia.
"Hey there, Jia~" Minji smirked, tapping Jia's cheeks.
"Yes... Ah... Ah... It's hot... Please turn this off... I'm going to die like this... I'm really going to die..." Jia gasped out with immense effort.
"There is actually one way for you to live, Jia." Minji pressed her lips close to Jia's ear and whispered. It sounded like the whisper of a devil.
"Wha... What is it?! I'll do it! I'll do anything! Please save me! Save me! *Hic*... I don't wanna die... I don't wanna burn to death like this..." Jia, whose eyes had been completely lifeless until now, suddenly regained a flush of color in her face, her eyes sparkling with desperate hope.
She's in that state and still wants to live... I'm so jealous. If only I were the one in there, I could have turned out so delicious...♡♡♡ Minji unconsciously licked her lips. "Hey, Jia. You've given a lot of blowjobs before, right?" she asked with a grin.
"Yes! I've done it a lot!! I've done it so many times!! Sex too, so much... Ah...!! Anyway, I've sucked so many! I really sucked a lot of them!! All my boyfriends praised me!! I swear!!" Jia nodded frantically, desperate to please.
"Fuck, you kissed me with those slutty lips?" Jihun muttered, utterly disgusted.
"As expected, Korean women really are incredibly promiscuous..."
"No wonder they say there are more aborted fetuses than newborns. Honestly, even as a foreigner, it doesn't look good."
"I heard there isn't a single bitch among them without an STD."
"Truly disgusting." The foreign clients whispered among themselves.
"Hmm..." Minji hummed, pretending to ponder.
"Please... Ah... Blowjobs! I'll do blowjobs, anything! Please just save me! I'll do whatever you want, so please... please don't burn me to death..."
"Alright!" To Jia's desperate pleas, Minji surprisingly gave a clean assent. "Then show us how well you can suck. If you do a good job, I'll let you live!"
"Th-Thank you... Thank you... I'll suck so hard... I'll suck your cocks so hard..." Jia wept, overwhelmed with gratitude.
A moment later, "*Mph... Gurgle... Slurp...*" Jia frantically sucked the men's penises. She was sucking so passionately that snot was literally dripping from her nose.
"*Gulp... Gulp... Haaah... Haaah...*" Jia's mouth finally pulled away from the man's groin, a thick string of semen stretching like a spiderweb between his shaft and her lips.
"N-Next!! Give me the next cock, quick!! Please, give me the next one!! Hurry!!" Jia demanded frantically. And with good reason.
"Indeed, slow-roasting makes for a much better presentation." For Jia's body was already slowly baking inside the oven.
On the scorching floor of the oven, her legless stumps danced a frantic tap-dance of agony as her body fat slowly melted, dripping onto the metal floor. Her blistered, ruined skin was gradually turning a crispy, savory golden-brown.
"Ahhh... Hurry!!! Please!! Let me suck the next cock!! I have to suck it now!! I have to suck cock to live!!!"
Her breasts, in particular, were scored with deep, grid-like cuts. The breast milk, slowly simmered and mixed with blood, darkened into a rich glaze, hardening into a grid pattern resembling city streets.
"Hurry!! *Mph*?!" The next man's penis was shoved into Jia's mouth as she frantically chanted for more.
"*Slurp!! Gulp?! Mph!!*" Summoning every ounce of technique she had used to please her past boyfriends, Jia's tongue swirled frantically inside her mouth.
"Wow... this is incredibly warm..." The man currently taking his turn smiled with satisfaction. Because the oven was slowly roasting Jia's body, the inside of her mouth was as hot as a freshly activated hand warmer.
"*Slurp... Gulp...*"
"By the way, isn't this a bit of a tease?"
"Waiting around is getting tedious."
"In that case, dear clients...♡" Minji smiled inwardly as she approached them.
"How about using mine?" Serving her own pussy to impatient clients was Minji's secret pleasure.
"Well, that sounds wonderful!"
"Thank you for choosing my pussy, sir." Minji stood next to Jia, turned around, and bared her buttocks. As her plump, soft rear was exposed, revealing her dripping, twitching slit that seemed to hungrily gasp at the air,
"Ohhh?!?!?♡♡♡" The man thrust into Minji's pussy without a moment's hesitation. Minji eagerly made up for whatever Jia couldn't satisfy.
A while later, "Ah... Why!! Hurry!! Everyone already took a turn!! Everyone had a turn, so let me out now!! It hurts!! It hurts!! My body!!!" When there was still no sign of them letting her out even after all the men had finished their rounds, Jia screamed in agony.
"As expected, the Hannyeo breed is incredibly toxic."
"My ears are practically ringing."
"Well, now it's my turn again..." A man who had already finished once with both Jia and Minji approached Jia, his erect member twitching.
"Wait a moment, sir."
"Why? I can go for another round."
"I am well aware of your incredible stamina, sir, having experienced it firsthand with my own pussy," Minji said, gently touching her own slit, which was red, swollen, and slightly bleeding from the sheer number of rounds she had taken.
"Your stamina was so magnificent that my pussy, which was supposed to satisfy you, felt absolute bliss instead." It was flattery, but she wasn't entirely lying. Even though her pussy was so raw that the pink flesh beneath the mucous membrane was exposed, it was still twitching at the scent of the man's cock, dripping wet juices as it hungrily pulsed.
"However, this Yeochuk has already been cooked to a certain extent, and her sympathetic nervous system is in complete disarray. In this state..." Minji picked up a sausage from the dessert table. The sausage was coated in slick fluids, emitting a musky scent—it had been used to tease Minji's own sensitive, raw slit earlier. Minji brought the sausage close to Jia's face.
"Ah... Ooh...?" The moment she placed it into Jia's agape mouth, Jia's jaws snapped shut, cleanly biting the sausage in half.
"Her brain is starting to cook now, so I doubt she can satisfy you properly." Minji bowed politely, then sat down on the floor.
"So, while the dish finishes cooking, I would be honored if you used me instead." Hurry up and ravage my pussy already...♡♡ She spread her legs wide into an M-shape.
"Huh?... Huh?!?! What?! You said you'd let me out... Let me out... Hurry and let me out!!!" Jia babbled in confusion, completely thrown off by Minji's antics.
"Is that so?" Minji temporarily closed her legs, pulling her pussy back. "Alright, I'll let you out. Come on out."
"Heh... Hehehe... Uhuhu... Uhu..." Jia giggled foolishly at Minji's permission. Then, one side of the oven door swung open.
"Go ahead, get out!" Minji smiled brightly, gesturing for her to leave.
"Hehehe... Th-Thank you... Thank you... Heh... Hehehe..." Jia grinned vacantly, attempting to crawl out of the oven, but—
"Huh... Huh?..." Her body wouldn't move.
"Ugh... Ah... Ahhh?!?!?" She tried and tried to move, but her body refused to respond. Or rather, she couldn't feel anything at all.
"Why aren't you coming out, Jia? You need to hurry up. If you don't, you're really going to burn to death, you know?" Minji mocked from the side.
"Ah... Ah... It won't move... My body won't move... My body won't move..." Come to think of it, the pain had stopped too. Why? Why? Jia desperately tried to force her limbs to move, but her body remained completely unresponsive.
"Well, of course it won't. After all—" Minji giggled, snapping a photo of the inside of the oven with her tablet. She then thrust the screen right in front of Jia's eyes. "Look at this." Jia's reflection on the tablet screen was—
"Huh... Huh?!?! Ahhh!!!!!! No!! No!! That's not my body!!!" For she had become a completely cooked dish.
"What do you mean, 'no'? You are already a fully cooked dish, Jia." Just as Minji said, Jia was a perfectly roasted meal. Her skin had turned a deep, rich brown, sizzling with a moist, glistening layer of rendered fat. Her large breasts had darkened and shriveled as the fat melted away. They were now cooked firm, like blocks of ham, with delicious fat and condensed breast milk oozing from the grid-like cuts. And the reason her body wouldn't move...
"Ah... Ahhh!!! Aaaagh!!!" ...was because the fat that once made up her limbs had completely melted away, leaving only charred, fused muscle tissue stuck to the bone.
"No... Ahhh!! No!! This!! No!! This isn't my body!!!!" Jia screamed at the top of her lungs, trying to deny reality.
"What do you mean, 'no'?" Minji reached into the oven, carved a slice of meat from Jia's thigh, and held it up to her face. "This is you, Jia. This is your meat. Your body is completely meat now. How is meat supposed to move? Right?" Cruelly enough, a mouthwatering, savory aroma wafted from the slice of meat.
"I said it's not!! No... Ah... No... My... body... there's no way... Ah..." Jia shook her head frantically, but deep down, she knew. Her body was already finished. The lack of pain was simply because every single nerve on her skin's surface had been thoroughly cooked.
"Well, since you're not coming out, I'll just close the door~" Why would anyone hate something this wonderful?♡♡ Minji giggled and shut the oven door once more.
"Ah... Ahaha... Ahaha... Haha..." Jia could only laugh dryly, her eyes completely lifeless, drained of all strength.
"Ah... Ah... Ah..." And so, the cooking process continued. Jia was quiet now. She was slowly dying. Every time she gasped for air through her wide-open mouth, steam from her cooked bodily fluids billowed out.
"Ah... Ah... Ah..." Though she could no longer move of her own free will, her body occasionally twitched and jerked as the moisture and fluids inside her evaporated. It was a strange, painless agony; the sensation of her numbed skin and muscles contracting was deeply unsettling. Wishing only for this feeling to end, Jia simply kept her mouth open, letting out weak, feeble groans. "Ah... Ah..."
A moment later, with a choked, broken gasp, Jia's eyes rolled back.
"She's completely dead," Minji diagnosed briefly, shining a light into Jia's eyes.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..." Yet, strange, fragmented groans continued to escape Jia's mouth.
"Doesn't seem like she's dead yet," Jihun noted, puzzled.
"Oh, this?" Minji put on a thick oven mitt, reached inside, and pressed down on Jia's stomach. "*Groooaaan...*" A bizarre, belch-like sound escaped Jia's lips.
"It's just the air trapped in her stomach escaping as it heats up!" Minji explained.
"Ah..." Jihun thought to himself, This kind of voice actually suits you much better, Sis.
Shortly after, Jihun was served the largest portion of the main dish, the "Roasted Breast." Jia's breast was incredibly fatty and tender, and the subtle, milky flavor of the condensed breast milk added a rich depth to the flavor.
A few days later, "Sis," Jihun called out in his sleep, momentarily forgetting that his sister was dead.
"..." Naturally, there was no reply. However,
"You really are prettiest when you're quiet, Sis." On a corner of the table sat Jia's taxidermied head. Her face was frozen not in her usual toxic, sharp expression, but in a gentle, demure smile.
"Goodnight, Sis." Jihun kissed Jia's forehead and fell back asleep. In the end, Jia's death had been utterly meaningless.