Kimiko, the Kimiko dealing with Chris, flipped him over onto his stuffed belly, and brought out a long metal pole.<br/><br/>"Folding the arms and legs to the body can leave covered areas undercooked. So it's advisable to stretch your roast out as far as possible, if you have a big enough oven. "<br/><br/>She shifted round to place the tip of the pole at his rump, and slowly slid it in. It went deeper and deeper, until Chris could feel the tip poking into his gullet. It slid smoothly up his throat, forcing his head back to line up his throat with the rest of him, and the metal tip peeked out of his opened mouth. It continued forward until a couple of feet of metal protruded. A metal cross bar at the other end came up level with his feet, and Kimiko used twine to bind them at the nakles to the bar. She then moved to the other end and bound his hands out in front of him on the pole.<br/><br/>Summoning her shadow the two of them lifted up the spitted human, one each end, and carried him over to a glass fronted cattle roaster which was open to recieve him.