Looking back on your years-long journey with your lovely wife, it’s difficult to pinpoint exactly when your relationship first blossomed. But it’s easy to pinpoint the moment it died — when you received a notice in the mail from the Department of Population Control informing you of your new legal status as a meat product due to a default on a loan you didn’t even know you had.

-You are legally converted into meat product and become property of your wife. You hope she will let you live but she is evasive. You spend about a month as a glorified slave, cleaning and running errands whenever she wants. -After selling all your stuff and collecting your life insurance, your wife has a huge new oven installed in the kitchen. The delivery guys joke that the meat always ends up in a big new oven like this. -Your wife has you go to the store to basically buy all the ingredients and tools she’ll need to cook you. You’re still somewhat in denial but it’s pretty obvious you’re going to be roasted, and soon. -Later that night, after all your chores while you’re licking her pussy as she watches TV, she tells you that she’s invited her friends over for a dinner party this weekend. When you ask what’s for dinner, she says You. -The day of the dinner party arrives and your wife has instructed you to take a nice long shower and shave your entire body hairless. Then you are to wait naked and open the door for all her friends as they arrive, welcoming them in. They all have some lewd comments about you being dinner. -As the girls laugh and chat, you are instructed to serve appetizers and keep their drinks filled, and basically do anything else they require. Your wife says you must lick pussy or suck dick if anyone asks, instructing you to crawl under the table to lick and suck. -Eventually your wife announces that they need to start prepping you if they’re going to have you cooked and on the table in time for dinner. You get up on the counter for your wife and lie down while she and a friend start the prep work. The other girls play cards or something in the dining room while you are prepped, oiled, basted, etc. Sometimes one of them comes in during the prep and makes a lewd comment. -After your front side is prepped, they tell you to get in the roasting pan on your elbows and knees. They truss you with cooking twine so you can’t move and continue to oil and season and baste your backside, while one of them dumps chopped veggies and potatoes in the pan with you. They try to stuff a zucchini in your asshole but it doesn’t quite fit. -You discover your wife already has a new man when she invites him over. Play up the cuckold humiliation. They start the oven preheating just as your wife’s new guy shows up, having been tied up at work. You watch your wife kiss him and one of her friends suggests he fucks your ass to widen your hole, plus he missed the blowjobs you gave everyone earlier. Your wife uses some of your oil to stroke her new man to erection, then chats with her friends, some of whom have gathered to watch you getting assfucked as the new guy grunts and pounds you from behind. -He cums in your ass and cleans himself off, joining the party as your wife and a few friends put the finishing touches on you, stuffing your widened asshole with the carrot/zucchini and jamming a meat thermometer into your fleshy buttcheek. Maybe they give you a chance to offer some last words but whether you beg or be pliant doesn’t matter, they laugh it off. -Maybe they are snapping pics and videos on their phones during your prep and assrape, posing for selfies with your fully trussed and prepped body in the background. Each couple gets a pic in front of you, then a big group pic. -The oven beeps and it’s all preheated now. Everyone gathers in the kitchen and mockingly says goodbye to you, how they hope you have fun roasting and they can’t wait to eat you. You try to say something to your wife but she crams an apple/onion in your mouth and asks her new guy to help lift your pan. One friend opens the big oven door behind you and everyone watches as they slide you in backwards, letting you see out of the oven window when they close you in. -You just lie there and roast, watching the party continue outside, as they all laugh and drink and play games and make out. After about 30 minutes, a friend comes and pulls out the oven tray. You think you’re being rescued but she just says your wife asked her to baste you since she’s a little busy, and you can see behind the friend that your wife is on her knees and sucking her new guy’s dick. She sees you and gives you a wink as she blows him, then the friend slides you back in and closes the oven door. After another 30 minutes, you are numb and barely alive when your wife pulls you out for another basting. As she bastes your roasting body, she gives a little goodbye speech, not hateful but insistent that you will be worth more as cooked meat than as a husband. She tells you to just relax and roast now. Just before she closes the oven door, she reveals that her new guy works at the meat lottery and rigged it so you would end up as meat. She’s only mildly sorry but says that this is the best outcome for everyone and that it’s been a very fun, memorable day. She closes the oven door and before too long, you fade out and die.