"Kronii, why?" That was the only word that could convey the utter and absolute shock at the scene that was before you, the 'doll' that had been displaced in your timeline had went missing for some time much to your relief. Now you realize just why that was.
It was lying on a large silver platter that was atop the dining room table, it's ankles bound to it's wrists with butcher's twine, it's skin a golden roasted brown and absolutely slick with juice and grease.
The uncooked head had been severed, a lemon slice shoved into it's mouth, eyelids closed. It was placed directly below the vagina of the 'roast'.
You felt dead inside, this was the most fucked up thing you had ever seen in your life.
"Ready for dinner?" Kronii was beside you, wearing nothing but an apron, holding a carving fork and a fillet knife.
"Why did you do this?" You think yourself an open minded individual, you've explored many different sorts of fetishes with the Mistress Of Time. This however had gone beyond the pale of what you thought acceptable.
"You wanted to get rid of it right? Even after having enjoyed using it for a time." Her tone is mocking, she's sharpening the knife now, she sticks the carving fork just above the pubic region, carefully slicing the area around the vulva and labia. The precious genitalia meat she places on a white ceramic plate and serves to you.
You just stare at it dumbly, it looks so succulent, even though your mind is screaming at you about how utterly insane this was. You still couldn't help but wet your lips in hunger.
As if to remind you about the debauchery of this meal, Kronii moves the head beside your plate. She takes out the lemon slice, it's spit still clinging to it. She squeeze's the slice, the combined lemon juice and Kronii saliva now adding flavoring to the meat.
She was insane, a psychopath.
Yet you wanted to taste.
You take your knife and fork, you start slicing off a piece of the labia. You can feel the lump in your throat, you're absolutely terrified.
"Go on, have a taste." Kronii give's you a sweet smile, holding her doppelganger's head. How could something so beautiful be so evil.
You pierce the meat with the fork, and you shove it into your mouth.
You chew.
It tastes like a combination of pork and veal.
It is delicious.
You continue eating, tears forming in your eyes.
Kronii has lowered the head's jaw, inserting it's still wet orifice inside your cock. Shoving and pulling it up and down to further enhance your dining experience.
If there was an afterlife, you were definitely now disbarred from entering.