Cooking with Scales #6 Koori the Froslass
The camera pans in on a kitchen like set. The Applause sign turns on as a Donphan pops up from behind the counter, standing on his hind legs. "Hello cooking fans!" He says loudly, almost trumpeting "Welcome to Cooking with Scales! I'm your host, Aaron Scales, and I'm here to show you the ins and outs of cooking with live prey!...Now, today I have a special treat for you guys, and my prey for today will be this cute Froslass!" As he says this, the Hitmonlee stagehand leads the ghost type out and sits her on the counter. Her arms are bound behind his back, and a large talisman is on her forehead keeping her from floating away or fazing through the ropes.
The Froslass glared at the Donphan, wiggling her arms, whilst her icy blue gaze turns to glance at the audience, flinching lightly. "Sick sadistic people." She muttered, she likes to secretly display her prey, not have it all for everyone to see. "You have issues, you know this Aaron?" She asked innocently.
"Yeah, but nothing a good meal couldn't cure." he replies with a chuckle. He then takes out a cooking pan and lays the Froslass into it on her back. "Alright, now, today we'll be making a nice stuffed and roasted ghost type. I can already tell you're going to be very juicy"
"Oh joy, tis all I wanted to be in life juicy." She squirmed in the pan, huffing. "Are you going to cook me in an oven? I hope so, then it would take hours, might lose some audience. Wouldn't that be fun?" She cooed, narrowing her icy blues.
"Hehe, don't be silly. My specially made oven is top of the line." Aaron says; patting the large appliance "It'll cook you in just a few minutes, all without burning or hurting you" now, let's get down to business." He then pulls out a bowl of cooking oil and brush and starts to baste her, coating her evenly in the warm goo.
She let out a hiss at the goo, squirming in her pan. "Is this necessary?" She snarled, starting to feel a little rising fear. She continued to squirm, trying to raise her arms up to her head to rip off the 'lovely' rune.
As Aaron continued to baste, he pushed her down slightly, pinning her arms between her back and the bottom of the pan where they were tied. "Yes, actually. Coating your prey in cooking oil before roasting is important. It helps seal in their flavor and help the meat from drying out" he says, though it seemed more like he was talking to the audience than to her.
She frowned, wiggling in his grip, her lovely icy blue eyes narrowed. "Really then, I think prey tastes just fine without any added ingredients, and how again, did I manage to get myself in this?" She hissed partly to herself. She sighed, and let out slow even breaths, trying to lower her temperature even more than usual.
"You signed up to be on the show, but you didn't read you contract all the way though I guess." Aaron says as he finishes the basting. "No one ever does" He then smiles as he pulls out a bowl of warm, freshly made stuffing and sets it next to her roasting pan.
She froze at the stuffing, and began squirming even more. "You're not really going to put that in me are you?" She asked, ignoring the fine print comment, knowing she messed up on that count. She took another fearful breath, cooling herself down a bit more, hoping to delay his show even a little.
"Of course I am. You are the roast after all" He says, scooping out a little stuffing. He lifts up the skirt of her kimono and gently pushes the stuffing into her sex "...and what's a roast without a little stuffing?"
She let out a surprised cry, abandoning her attempt to lower her body temperature, and squirms at his touch, flinching at the feeling of stuffing in her sex. Yet she couldn't help but be slightly turned on, growing a bit wet, she squirms, glaring at the Donphan. "If I get out of this, I WILL make sure you pay."
"Dually noted" Aaron says flatly as he pushes in another scoop of stuffing, her moistening pussy becoming even easier to fill as her belly begins to bulge a bit.
She squirms, letting out another low cry, moistening the stuffing with her juices. She tried to ignore the pleasure she felt as she began to let out shaky uneven breaths, and once again tried to lower her temperature. "What is the point of the stuffing?!" She gasped, failing in her attempt.
"Two things." Aaron says, stuffing one more handful into her pussy. "One, To help your flavor from the inside out, and two, to make you a bigger, plumber, more satisfying meal. Plus it feels good, is fun, and makes the cooking process just that much longer and more pleasurable." as he says this, he gently starts to massage her rump, gently fingering her tight pucker.
She let out a low moan; hating herself for doing so but couldn't help herself. "It is quite pleasurable I guess." She said, shivering her delight. She was secretly working on her bonds though, trying to wiggle them free with the baste that was placed on her, unfortunately though, she had those kimono like sleeves on her arms, making it impossible.
Aaron takes the last half of the bowl of stuffing and stuffs it into her bottom, packing it tightly. He then takes a carrot and plugs up her butt to keep it all in. "Now say Aaah" he says, holding an apple in front of her face.
"Is the apple necessary?" She asked, glaring at the fruit in his hand after flinching and letting out a moan from the pleasure of the stuffing in her arse and pussy. She let out a weak icy breath from her maw, managing to freeze the tip of the stem, and glares at the object, wondering why her powers aren't stronger.
"No, but I like it anyway. Its garnish" He says, shoving the apple into her mouth when she blows her icy breath at the apple. He then pulls open the oven door with his trunk and lifts the pan up so the Froslass can see where she's headed.
She let out a horrified cry, and began to wiggle in the pan letting out muffled screams. She was not one for heat, due to her icy nature. She began to curse Aaron, curse the audience, and began cursing the rune and fire. She huffed, giving up knowing it was useless as of now, and might as well enjoy being cooked.... As if that would happen, she continued squirming, wishing he would just skip the cooking part.
No such luck. Aaron slides the bound and stuffed Froslass into the oven and closes the door. He switches it on and in seconds, it begins to heat up. The pleasant warmth pulses throughout her body, feeling as if she were laying under the sun on a hot day.
She let out cries of slight pain, shuddering in horror. Heat, the heat was burning her. She hated the warmth, it felt like it was melting her, like her core was melting. She shuddered, and felt herself losing strength rapidly. Her coldness of her icy self would keep her good and strong, but not for long.
While her ice-ness was melting, her Ghost-ness was roasting just fine, due to the sutra stuck to her head. It was making her ghostly body into solid flesh, which was cooking nicely in the heat of the oven.
She cursed her seal repeatedly in her mind, feeling faint as her body was roasting, the baste on her bodice was bubbling slightly, adding even more heat to her core. She could even begin to smell herself, a faint grin upon her features, she did indeed smell good, but then again, she was a lovely Pokémon, of course she would smell good. She let out a low moan, giving up her struggles as she could feel no more of her lovely coolness.
The audience murred as they could smell the aroma of roasting Froslass filling the stage. Aaron gives another minute or two, before turning off the oven and pulling out fully roasted Pokémon.
Koori let out a low feeble grunt, hardly conscious due to the heat of the oven. She laid there obediently, glancing up at Aaron. She was unable to speak nor move as the heat had rendered her bodice useless.
Aaron smiles and scoops Koori out of the pan and lays her on a plate, showing her off to the cameras and audience, much to their applause. "Hehe, and there you have it, folks. One stuffed and roasted Froslass, ready to eat." He then peals the sutra off, knowing her roasted body is too weak to go ghostly anymore and lifts her up off of the plate as he licks his lips.
She shuddered quietly, glaring at her captor as finally the rune is off her head, yet she cannot take advantage at this fact. Though, she was quite ready to be eaten, she wanted to see what it was like. She usually was the eater, but now... She sighed lightly, resigning to her fate, eager to be eaten.
Aaron opens his mouth wide and slides the Froslass's head in, lapping over her with his tongue, getting a good taste and bathing her in saliva.
She flinched lightly, shuddering at the touch, letting out a disgusted hiss through her weakened lips. Yet, she was pleased by this, it felt good, the only thing making her disgusted was the fact that she was coated in saliva, and that would make most of any girls shudder and scream.
Aaron tilts his head back, pulling the ghostly female's head down into his throat. He lets his tongue lick over and explore her body as he gulped her down farther and farther.
She shuddered in pleasure, letting out a small moan due to the feeling of his tongue, and only wished she could move. Yet all she could do was make small grunts and moans.
Aaron swallows hard and pulls the Froslass down into his throat, murring as he feels the ghost type's large head pass down his throat and into his stomach.
The Froslass weakened muscles quivered as she felt herself fall into his stomach, a small pleased moan escaping her lips before she dozed off, half awake
Aaron covers his mouth and belches, making the audience applaud. "Thank you, thank you. Well, that's all the time we have for today. I'd like to thank Koori the Froslass for her help today," He says, rubbing the small bulge in his stomach "Alright, folks, next week I'll have another special dish to make for you! But for now, good bye and stay hungry!" The audience applauds loudly as Aaron walks off stage and the credits roll.