"Now, we'll need to dampen your har with this seedtree oil so it doesn't burn off We'll keep applying it to you as you bake over those coals.. gotta keep you looking pretty for the party." He doused a cold greasy liquid over her hair.
"You know what you need now, a good brush with Balsamic VInegar and rock salt. Got to really rub it in there to lock in the flavour."
His hands massage her back and bottocks. If it had been any other time, Muffy would have welcomed the attention, but now with her holes filled by steel and blood, it did nothing for her. His hands reached around and pumped from her stomach up to her breasts, covering her in the tangy fermented wine.
"There, that's a thorough coating. Almost time to rest the Pregnant bitch. and then, you know what that means, Muffy - your turn to burn."