Rachel smiled as she was wheeled in on a giant platter. Her limbs looked delicious, amputated, cooked, and then reattached with thread and a spike in each bone.

She had just enough stump left to move them around if she was careful.

Though she'd looked forward to serving Mike's birthday party for months, she had no idea there'd be so many people! Well, if they needed more food that's what the filet knives and fondue pots were for.

She hoped they would. With all eyes on her, she felt a tingle in her pussy and breasts. It would only get worse.