Carolyn knew she was royally fucked now.. Oven Roaster? There was no escaping her binds, but she couldn't just do nothing. She cussed and threatened.

Maybe if she could shittalk one of her captors into stopping the machine for a one on one fight by messing with their ego's then she'd stand a chance.

Sadly, the machine was the only one listening, and it ignored her completely, wrapping her tightly in a skin of plastic, and vacuuming it tightly around her.

She could barely breathe. She didn't know how much oxygen she had left, maybe minutes, maybe hours. Carolyn struggled, trying to break the clear shiny skin that encased her... but her nails and teeth just slid off the plastic.

She hung in a line with some of her friends from class. They were easy to make out because of their hairstyles... They'd gotten them cut and dyed together one weekend at the local salon. The machine must've had a sense of whimsy programmed into it to line up these specific girls in a row to be roasted, Carolyn thought morbidly..

Tina and Sally, on her left, Mandy and Lina on the right. All of them trying to scream and cry, and speak through mouthfuls of plastic. All coming out muffled and inaudible.

A man walked over to Tina, the pink haired girl, who'd always shared her lunches with Carolyn, and always knew the best places to go party.

He talked to her as he removed her from her spot hanging on the wall and moved her towards the ovens.
He called her things like Piggy, and told her how much she'd jiggle in the oven, and said she was going to be a slab of girlmeat.

Carolyn was horrified at how callous he was being... he wasn't even treating her like a person at all. He was saying all those awful things so nonchalantly. It was as if he wasn't trying to scare the poor girl.... merely stating some interesting facts about how she was going to suffer as she cooked alive.

He was treating her as if she were an animal, or some kind of property. And her only utility to him was how much enjoyment he'd get watching Tina suffer and die.

Tina was placed into the preheated oven, and her eyes went wide, and she started spasming like she was on fire.

Sally was next.... she was a piggy too. She also slid into the oven and started jerking in the heat.

Carolyn tried to fight back, scream that she wasn't girlmeat...
She wanted to punch the men, and claw their eyes out...

But Carolyn couldn't
She was just a piggy after all.