Seduce the chef

"Who are you? What do you want?!" The chef yells at you. "I'm a busy man, and you need to get out. I've got food that needs to be stuffed with meat!"

You step forward saucily and press against him, your immense breasts mashing against his flabby chest.

"Honey, the only thing that needs meat stuffed in it," You lean in close, whispering in his ear, "is me."

You shudder internally, thinking about what you are doing, but you also derive a certain sick pleasure from these kinds of depraved acts. You are quite possibly the hottest woman that these perverts will ever get to lay with, and something about that makes you feel very proud inside.

The fat man stares at you in shock, his jaw hanging on its hinges.

"We girls just loved the dinner you cooked us last week, and we've been thinking of some way to pay you back." You say, twirling your finger over his chest. "I guess this is the best thing that we could come up with."

You giggle like a little girl and lock eyes with him. His breath quickens and you can see the blood rushing to his face and feel it between his legs. Seeing his cock in his pants as it hardens like last week's bread, you gasp in mock surprise as you look down at it pushing against your navel.

Following your gaze, he smirks at your reaction, believing that you think it's the biggest piece you've ever seen. He looks to the kitchen boy, whose eyes are round with shock and arousal, and screams at him. "Corin! Didn't you hear the woman? She's a gift for me, so get out!"

He squeaks in fright and dashes out of the room in a blur, leaving you alone in the smoky kitchen with the chef. The fat man grins at you, letting his hands do the talking. He goes straight for your breasts, squeezing them and mashing them together. As he teases your neck with his tongue, you close your eyes and let out a deep moan.

If this is going to happen, at least I'm going to enjoy it, you think to yourself.

"You're lucky, girly. I'm busy man, with lots of things to cook, but I think I've got a few minutes for a little stuffing on the side." He says, grabbing you by the waist.