You had to admit, given the theme, it made sense to carve the turkey. You replaced her gag.
Picking the knife up, you undid the sinew that had Tiffany stay curled up.
"Let me know if it gets too much, so that I can just deal with your head and brain," you said.
Tiffany nodded.
Carefully, you were able to remove her limbs from her body, thanks to a video on the device. As you did, you wiggled her tail plug, to tease her. You ate her arms and legs first, even swallowing the bones. Then, you carved off her breasts and rump, eating them, the skin having a nice crunch to it. The tail plug was well soaked in her own gravy. Her organs, especially the stuffed ones, had an excellent flavor, as the prior apple infused liquid made sure that there was no issues with undigested food and such. You severed her head from her neck, and continued with swallowing her bones.
Finally, you looked at the beak-gagged head, her eyes still expecting.
"See you in a moment," you said, as you, feeling a little childish, flung her head up in the air, opened your mouth as wide as you could, and her head fell right into your throat, much like some would do to a grape.
You patted your belly, reasonably full of good meat, although you had room for more.
A bright light went off next to you, and Tiffany was back, next to you, wearing her MPS collar.
"That was fun," she said. "Now, time for the rest of supper."
