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Valentines Special '24: Badonka's Chocolate Factory
🕑 Added 2024-03-01 04:38:51 +0000 UTCPrompt: A single woman stumbles across a shop she’s never seen before on Valentine’s Day, and buys herself a gooey chocolate box that promises relief for the lonely. The shop and everything it sells is magic. when she eats the chocolate, she is transformed into a slime woman with the power to duplicate and re-merge herself, and spends valentines eve exploring herselves inside and out.
This prompt was nominated on and was the most requested among Patrons for February 2024. Happy Valentines Day!
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Beverly Badonka is the greatest chocolatier in the world, and her curious, confounding confections elevated her to international celebrity status. There was hardly a corner of the planet that didn't know her name. But before Badonka Chocolatier was a household name, it was a pop-up store that would appear in and out of malls, seemingly out of nowhere, almost like magic.
It was one year, around Valentine's Day, that the spritely seller of sweets was finalizing a transaction for one of her most favourite regular customers, Coco. Apart from being a familiar face whenever Beverly was putting up her wares, she was absolutely smitten by Coco's namesake, and divined it as fate that they should meet! Coco didn't really make much of it, like, haha, cocoa beans, but as long as Beverly was so delighted to the point of granting her treats on the house for brightening up her day, well, might as well Ms. Badonka revel in her curious sense of whimsy.
For the past three or so years, Coco had been swinging by the Badonka Chocolate stand for her annual fix of Valentine's Day chocolate.. A Valentine For One. Badonka sold a heart-shaped box, with some truly enchanted chocolates within, which was perfect for Coco, as she hadn't had much luck dating at all. Nor did she have much energy to get her hopes up too much, only to break her heart in the process. Her mopey attitude and baggy eyes were quite the contrast to the vibrantly-dressed Badonka, bedazzled in a suit and top-hat combo with the loudest colour scheme you'd ever seen.
KACHING! The register chimed emphatically as Badonka procured a receipt, with golden ink!
"There we go go go, Cococo!~" Badonka beamed. "Remember, that chocolate's just for one, okidokey?"
"You say that every year..." Coco rubbed her neck. "You don't have to rub it in, you know."
"Ehhhhhhhh it's legal stuff, y'know how it is~" Beverly beamed. "Still looking for the peanut butter to your chocolate?"
"If I found my better half, I wouldn't be buying a chocolate heart for one..." Coco chuckled with a beleaguered shrug.
"Awww, that's a shame." Beverly shrugged, not actually looking all that torn up about it. "Have you tried expanding your dating horizons? Ever go out with a Loomfy Oomfy?"
"...A looloo what now?" Coco blinked.
"From the Isle of Loomfies, you see. I spent a couple years down there perfecting my craft, dontcha know." Beverly nodded. "Gets a little lonely out on the isles. I went for a fling with a sprite of a man, a real rugged go-getter, but..."
"...It didn't work out either?" Coco frowned empathetically.
"Yes, well, you do a single naughty thing in the bedroom and half a dozen of his best mates are descending onto you with a kinkshaming song number!" Beverly puffed her cheeks. "No no, that's just not for me. I write, sing, and perform my own acts, thank you very much."
"Y-yes, a real um... triple threat." Coco grimaced. Was that sort of bedroom talk okay just hanging around the shop??
"A quadruple threat!~" Beverly beamed. "Ah, oh dear, a line's gone and grown up behind you. Let's catch up again next year, yes?"
Coco glanced over her shoulder, surprised to see twenty-odd people fidgeting and glaring at her, expectantly waiting for her to move on. Coco stammered, clutching her bag in front of her.
"R-right, um, yes." Coco nodded. "Thank you."
"Au revoir!~" Beverly cheered, swivelling to address the next customer. Coco hurried away to elude the judgmental looks of the other store patrons.
Once she had put some distance between herself and the Badonka stall, she reached into her bag and looked over her heart-shaped box of chocolates; the trademark "B" in cursive was a Badonka staple (and trademark). She pensively studied the box, and the varieties of chocolates indicated on the back.
"Same as it ever was..." Coco sighed to herself. How long had she been coming to Badonka's to fill that hole in her heart? With each passing year, she was getting more and more desperate for human attention, to touch another and to be touched herself. But companionship had eluded her to this point and, at this rate, it would elude her still. Pessimistically, she will be right back at Badonka's next Valentine's Day too...
Little did she know that a chance encounter, just outside of Badonka's, would change her life forever. There was another woman holding a Badonka's bag of her own. And clutched in her hand was...
"Valentine for One?" Coco murmured aloud. The woman raised her head.
"Excuse me?" She tilted her head. "...Oh! You bought one too!"
"Y-yeah!" Coco smiled. "It's, um, become something of an annual tradition at this point..."
"Ohhh..." The woman turned the box. "That hits a little close to home, heh... I'd order these online during, well, y'know."
"Of course." Coco nodded. "I'm Coco."
"Carmen." Carey smiled.
There was a pause between the two. Coco had a curious idea come to her, her eyes drifting to Carmen's eyes, and then to the box of chocolates. Carmin's gaze met hers, and then drifted away bashfully. If Coco had taken any free samples, surely she'd already be melting at the thought alone of what she thought of.
"H-hey, I had an idea..." Coco stuttered. "Sooo... you're single. And I'm single. We're ready to mingle, you wanna... share our chocolates?"
"Omigosh? Yes??" Carmen gasped excitedly, without a moment of hesitation.
Coco thanked her lucky stars that she had already tidied up her apartment, and made presentable for a pretty woman she was bringing home with her. Plus she had already laid out tarp around her place, anticipating that things were about to get pretty messy.
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Both Coco and Carmen seemed to be veterans to this annual celebration, as it wasn't long before the both of them had stripped down and piled their clothes somewhere far out of the way. They kneeled down at the center of the room, surrounded by tarp as they opened the boxes of chocolate.
"It's more intimate to share your chocolate with someone else, isn't it?" Carmen chuckled, plucking one little truffle from the box and raising it before Coco's lips.
"Heh, I'll say!~" Coco reciprocated, reaching for a piece of her own. The two leaned forward, pressing the chocolate against each other's lips. As soon as the treats touched their lips, the magic sparked to life within them. They swooned, leaning closer together as their bodies began to ripple, taking on a glossy quality.
Coco felt the nougat center melting within her mouth, her tongue swishing about inside of her mouth as she savoured the not-too-sweet flavours. There was a pinch of cayenne pepper that provided the right amount of heat. She was positively melting; she rocked her hips as her skin shimmered to a luscious chocolate brown. Arching her back, she felt her heavy buxom chest sliding down her chest; she massaged her chest as she eased them back into place, her legs spilling into a puddle on the ground.
Carmen licked her lips as her mouth filled with the medley of flavours, the creamy caramel filling mingling with the large flakes of sea salt. Like Coco, her skin took on a glossy sheen, an almost golden shade of caramel. She rotated her shoulders, feeling pops of air escape through her elasticine arms; the more she stretched, the harder it was to contract, and the hotter she got. She moaned, a dribble of syrupy drool trickling down her cheek.
"Umph... we shoulda gone to my place..." Carmen gurgled, her arms looping up and down the room. "Installed a big old taffy stretcher for just such an occasion, you GOTTA try it babe..."
"Next year." Coco giggled. "Let's enjoy the now~"
They felt each other all over, molten chocolate sliding over caramel form. The sweet scent of their bodies pressing together was sensuous, and exciting... and the more energy they spent groping at each other, tasting each other all over, the hungrier they got.
Abandoning further pretense and any form of foreplay, Carmen stretched an arm behind her, dumping the chocolates in a pile between them, all mixed up in a heap. They each took a handful and lapped them up, their tongues coiling possessively around the little sweets. As they consumed the chocolate, each little truffle pulsed within them, a different flavour, a different spell with it.
The chocolate-caramel slurry of their bodies stretched further across the room, bubbling and shifting as odd lumps emerged from the ooze. New colours of slime girls rose, and new sweet scents filled the air. There was a strawberry pink one, pressing her body against a mocha chocolate girl, sliding between her legs as her semi-solid arms coiled around her thighs. Elsewhere, a banana yellow slime girl wrapped her legs around a pole holding up the curtains, allowing her bare breasts to dangle as an ivory white vanilla girl kissed her breasts, gently sucking at them.
There was a bit of magic for the Valentines for One candy box. As both women were intimately aware, every piece of chocolate contained a spell to transform and create more sweetly-flavoured slime girls, all with the same mind and sense of pleasure. And soon, as a veritable rainbow of lusty slime girls groped and cuddled each other around the room, Coco and Carmen alike felt every sensation, every touch, every kiss, every invasion of their bodily forms. Practically in unison.
Carmen and Coco giggled drunkenly as their bodies moved closer together, their rhythmic breathing a chorus of rapidly rising ecstasy. As strands of sticky ooze possessively clung to their curves, swirls of candy mixing into their molten forms, they moaned in unison, their bodies coiling in an embrace of passion, over and over.
It was curious that Carmen and Coco could feel each other's bodies so intimately, the sensations both of touching one another, and being touched, along with the veritable candy slime orgy that consumed the entire apartment. But as their senses reached a fever pitch, Carmen and Coco cried out in unison, and collapsed...
"Babe... you got peanut butter in my chocolate..." Carmen hiccupped.
"Naaaw... you got chocolate in my peanut butter..." Coco snickered, the two girls stirring closer and closer together.
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The next thing they knew, they had woken up in the vat of Beverly Badonka's chocolate factory, and boy, was Beverly miffed.
"Did either of you read the warning on the box? Neither of you ever listen to a word I say, do you!?" Beverly paced back and forth, a cane clacking against the floor. "Those were Valentines for One! One! As in no sharing! None, nada, zip! You caused a sickeningly sweet chemical reaction! Too sweet!"
Carmen and Coco giggled drunkenly in unison, their voices echoing like a chorus. Seemingly overnight, the two candy girls had swirled together into a chocolate-caramel swirl, calling herself Candy. And not only had their bodies fused, but so had their myriad candy slime clones. This had resulted in a chocolate slime woman colossus that could fill out an industrial vat of chocolate on her own.
Candy fingered her fat labia as she stirred back and forth. "Maybe folks like things that are ultra-sweet...~"
"...!" Beverly raised her cane, getting ready for another shouting match, but an idea came to her. She rubbed her chin.
"I suppose we are in America. And in America, you do as the Americans do..." She tapped her chin. "A bold new venture... a new slogan? Made with love..."
The two women could've had their humanity restored, with a bit more research and know-how from Badonka Industries, but by the time they had settled on a cure, Candy was too entranced with her own luscious body to ever give it up. Furiously making love to herself, splitting into new forms, making out in veritable slime orgies... the splatter and byproduct of these love-making sessions were packaged as luxury sweets, candy Easter Eggs, not to mention the lollipops that had seen use as dildos.
And as Beverly introduced new candy slime employees to the orgy, new flavour combinations were discovered, and the factory had to be expanded to accommodate the enormous parties. Inadvertently, Beverly Badonka had settled on the confectionary discovery of a lifetime, and in order to stay ahead, she'd have to keep her process a secret, and the candy slime girls happy. But with state of the art taffy pullers, fondue jacuzzis, and other shows of corporate magic, Badonka was set to become the biggest, most famous chocolatier in the world.
And she was never lying when she told the press that love was the most important ingredient of all, was she? With a spritely grin. a twirl of her cane, a pinch of magic and a case full of imagination, she took her first steps into world-wide superstardom!
