Gas Grilled Panda
#2 of Cooking Vore/Snuff
Gas Grilled Panda by: Berserkerb
"Pleeease Berserker! Please cook me up for dinner!" Chris, a cross between a giant panda and red panda, pleaded to the unmoving hyon. Chris was on his knees, pressing his clenched paws into Berserker's belly. "I swear you'll love my taste! And I won't put up any fight! Pleeeeeease!"
Berserker rolled his eyes rubbed his forehead, looking rather disgruntled. "I swear, where do you people keep coming from?" He looked down at the pleading panda hybrid, whose round face held a pair of sparkling, beseeching eyes. "Oh alright!" he grunted.
Chris squealed with glee, hopped up and gave Berserker a massive bear hug. "Oh thank you! How can I ever repay you?"
The hyon gasped for breath, his face turning blue. "You can stop crushing me to death," he gagged. Chris apologized and let go. Berserker took a minute to catch his breath, and check to see if his internal organs were still in the same place. "Okay...first thing we'll need is something to cook you with. He reached into his pocket and pulled from it a large-size gas grill.
Chris stared at the grill, mouth agape, completely astonished by what he had just seen. "Woooow! How did you do that?"
"Trade secret. Next thing to do is get rid of all that fur." He brandished a set of clippers from his pocket, a sly grin on his face. "I'm not a fan of chewing into furry meat." He went about shaving every square inch of Chris's body, moving from neck to toe. He saved the panda's head, stating he never liked eating that part of the body, and kept the ringed tail intact as well, for decoration.
Chris was beside himself with glee, smiling like a fool while Berserker shaved just about all of him clean. He could not find the words to describe how happy he felt, and quick glance at the grill made him even giddier, and apparently aroused.
Berserker took notice of the hybrid panda's erection, but only smiled. "Okay, uh, I guess you should climb into the grill, and I'll tie you up-" He barely finished his sentence before Chris zoomed to the giant grill and hopped onto the metal grating. Berserker stared at the eager panda hybrid, blinking stupidly before walking over to the grill.
"Come on, hurry up! Let's get me cooking!" The panda hybrid's squirming reminded Berserker of a kid in a candy store.
After pulling some rope from his pocket, Berserker helped guide Chris into the right position. "Okay, knees bent, ass up, wrists passed your thighs." Once Chris wormed into the right arrangement, Berserker went about securing his arms in place, as well as his feet. "Everything tight enough?"
"Oh yeah, I can hardly move."
Berserker grinned and turned the temperature dial up nice and high. His finger lingered over the igniter button, just to tease Chris. "Here comes the heat, ready or not," he sang before flipping the igniter to life. A couple of clicks were heard, then, each gas exhaust ignited in a stream of flames. The gas cookery roared to life, enveloping Chris in a blanket of heat from several directions.
Chris reacted like anyone with a nervous system would - he screamed. Sharp heat cut into his delicate skin like knives, the flames licking at his body from inches away. He roared from the pain, howling with tears in his eyes. His cries came to a sudden end, when Berserker suddenly shoved a bright red apple into his gaping muzzle.
The hyon looked into the panda hybrid's teary eyes, and with a sinful, hungry grin said, "Welcome to the rank of meat, Chris. I hope the experience is well worth it, cause I know I'm going to enjoy slicing up that plump rump of yours." He pulled out a bottle of teriyaki sauce and a brush. "Not to mention that chubby belly of yours as well." He started brushing Chris's back with the dark sauce, providing him with a nice, though temporary relief.
Despite the aching pain as the gas fire heated his skin to a bright red, Chris indeed loved every minute of the searing, and sizzling pain that marched through is body. The metal beneath him concentrated the heat, searing burn marks into his flesh. Tears continued to streak down his cheeks, evaporating with a hiss as they hit the hot metal below. In spite of his inevitable death, or perhaps because of it, his cock was beginning to pulsate uncontrollably. Drops of pre trickled from the tip, boiling atop his cock.
Berserker took notice to his meal's agony, and, like the kind, loving, and caring guy he was, went about spreading the dark teriyaki sauce all over the panda hybrid's erection. "Mmm, for once I'm in a story where I'm cooking a thick cock, and not getting mine baked, fried, or broiled." He gently brushed up and down Chris's hard-on, enjoying the panda hybrid's twitching and muffled gasps. "Come on Chris, I know you have one last release in you," he chimed as he tickled the bristles against the cock head.
Chris's eyes went wide from the tormenting touch, and he let loose a stifled moan when he finally came. His hot seed erupted, spilling onto the brush, coating it with white semen, mixing into the sauce. Berserker took the cum soaked brush and applied the 'special sauce' to Chris's plump rear, amiably.
"Well Chris, I admit I was reluctant at first, but you smell positively scrumptious!" He set the teriyaki sauce aside, and took hold of a handle on the top of the grill. "I'll leave be back to flip you, though I doubt you'll be around to notice. Thanks for dinner." With a chuckle, he closed the lid, enveloping Chris in searing hot darkness.
Chris's mind was fading, the heat and rush of hormones making him dizzy. He wished he could have thanked the hyon one last time, but he knew that his grilled body, browned nicely from the flames and teriyaki sauce, would be thanks enough.
THE END