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Holiday Cake Madness
🕑 Added 2021-12-04 21:42:26 +0000 UTCHoliday Cake Madness.
Sandra looked through the mirror of the bakery. “Wow, they are really going all out for the holidays.”
Vess rolled her eyes. “I wouldn’t say all out.”
Sandra tapped her dark hand against the icy window. “Look at all of the different kinds of cakes and pastries they have in there. All of those chocolate, cranberry cream, double layer cakes.” She licked her lips. “Even those weird-looking pastries in the shapes of candy canes, Xmas trees, and gingerbread houses.”
Vess laughed. “I think that last one is just a gingerbread house.”
“Ok, smarty, then what do you call that beautiful thing?” She pointed at a massive multi-layer cake in the shape of a young lady with an enormous petticoat in the back of the store. “It is a life-sized cake.”
Vess crossed her arms and narrowed her green eyes. “And who would want that? Think about it.” She tapped Sandra with her pink gloved hand. “That is the type of cake you see stripers jump out of.”
Sandra shrugged her shoulders. “Not always. My uncle ordered one of those when I was a kid. We dined on that cake for the entire day.” She smiled. They are for more than just striper surprise.”
Vess sighed. “Well, they are closed until Monday. We can’t really do much, can we?”
Sandra looked back into the shop and sighed. “Ugh, but I really wanted one of those fine-looking cakes.”
Vess began to walk down the street. “Maybe next year. The store will sell its holiday goods again then.”
Sandra sighed. “But I don’t want to wait until next year.” She turned her head back at the store. “I want one of those collocate cakes for this Christmas.”
“Did I hear you want one of Sweetwater cakes, miss?”
Sandra turned to see a young lady dressed in an elf costume staring at her. After Sandra turned towards her, she did a little dance and showed off her green and red elf costume. “Nice outfit. Are you sure you are not cold in those tights?”
The lady bowed and smiled, her teeth shining through the dim light. “My job of spreading holiday cheer keeps me warm.”
Sandra shivered. “Well, I hope you keep at it.” She hugged herself and took a deep breath. “You said something about the cakes in there?”
The young lady smiled again. “Yes. I know the baker and might be able to help you get a cake.”
“You do?! Oh, thank you.”
The young lady held her hand up to Sanda’s face. “But…”
“But?”
“But there are only a few more cakes to be made before the holidays are over. So if you really want one, you must hurry.”
Sandra rubbed her hands together as she looked through the window. Saliva dripped down her chin as she looked over the massive selection of goods inside. “Oh, I would love to bring a cake like that home to my partner for the holidays.”
The elven girl clapped her hands together. “Ok then. Perfect.” She pointed down the street. “Head down the block and take a right. You will see a glowing cake sign over the door with tinsel. That is where you want to go. Emersons Holiday Bakery.”
Sandra shook the young lady’s hand. “Thank you so much.” She turned around. “Happy holidays.” She took a few steps without hearing a response, so Sandra turned her head. “I said happy holidays.” She didn’t see the young lady in the elf costume even though the street was empty except for one elderly man examining the toy store across the street. He looked at Sandra and waved.
“Happy holidays to you as well, young lady.”
Sandra sighed and turned back around. “Ok, that was weird.” She continued on her way towards the bakery. “Well, I guess it’s nothing. The young lady did say she needed to keep warm. I am sure she is off to spread more holiday cheer.”
She rushed down the street and turned the corner. Soon Sandra could see the glowing light that the strange young woman had told her about, which read, Emersons Holiday Bakery. “Bigo.” She rushed forward as her foot found a fresh patch of ice. “Opps.” Her feet flew out front under her and fell to her rear end as she slid forward on the slick street. “Watch out.”
She held up her hands as she knocked over a young lady coming out of the store. “Ouff.”
Sandra shook her head and looked to see a tan-skinned woman in a grey jacket and white apron frowning at her. “What are you doing?”
Sandra gave a slight chuckle. “Sorry. I was on my way to the bakery, and I sort of slipped.” Sandra pulled herself out from under the woman. “I am really sorry.”
“Humph. I am sure of that. What are you doing here?”
“I was told I could get a specially made cake here. Like the ones they have in the Trever Town Goods Sore.”
The lady looked Sandra over. “Yes, we bake those cakes. Are you sure you want one of them?”
“Yes. More than anything.”
“Ok.” She shrugged. “Didn’t think we would get another order so soon. Come on in.”
She put her hand on Sandra’s back. “May I ask your name?”
“Sandra.”
“Nice to meet you, Sandra. I am Vixi.”
Vixi closed the door behind her as they entered the shop. They stood in a small room with an assortment of loaves of bread and cookies on the shelves.
“Wait here, Sandra, while I go check how our current client is doing?”
“You have people wait in the bakery?”
Vixi nodded her head. “The cakes we make here are exceptional. Due to the nature of how they are made, we ask our clients to wait in the bakery while they bake.” She winked her amber eyes. “I will just be a moment.” Vixi ran her hands along her apron before rushing into the next room.
Sandra wandered around the shop. “This is a quaint little place.” She smiled as she played with the little Santa doll by the cash register. “Nice place.
Why have I never been in here before?”
She heard a strange sound from the next room. “What is that? It sounds like they are dragging something across the floor.” She slowly creaked the door open and peered inside. She could see Vixi and two other men moving a massive life-sized cake with white and blue frosting across the room through the small gap. They were using a Dollie to transport the cake across the room.
“Careful. We don’t want to ruin this prime specimen.” Vixi slammed her hand on the counter as the men lifted the Dollie, a section of frosting separated from the base of the cake. “I said careful, you clutz.”
“Hey, you try and transport this thing with this junk.”
Vixi shook her head and walked towards the back of the room. “It is the best we can do. You damage her anymore; you lose some of your pay.”
“Fine, don’t get that apron of yours into a bunch.” The workers lifted the Dollie up.
“How did you bake this thing anyways?”
Vixi shrugged. “Need to know basis.” She walked out of sight, and soon after, the two men followed as they wheeled away the massive cake. Sandra stepped away from the door and walked over to a nearby chair.
“Well, that was kind of weird.” She tapped her hands on her knees. “Hmm, maybe I should buy a cookie before I leave.”
Vixi emerged from the back room and wiped her hands on her apron. “Sorry about the wait.”
Sandra smiled. “Oh, it isn’t a problem.”
Vixi clapped her hands together. “Now you wanted us to bake you a cake isn’t that right?”
Sandra nodded her head. “Yes. I can pay with cash or credit.”
Vixi waved her hands. “Don’t worry. It is our holiday sale. Everything is free until after Christmas.”
“Ok.” Sandra sighed. “So, what kinds of cake do you have?”
Vixi sighed. “Just chocolate and pecan left. Everything else we won’t be able to make until next year.”
“Perfect. I love chocolate cake.” Sandra licked her lips. “I can taste it already.”
Vixi giggled. “Well, let’s not get too ahead of ourselves, shall we?”
Sandra nodded. “Ok. So umm, how long will it take for the cake to bake? Do you want me to come back in a few hours? Days? I know you have other orders to fill and all.”
Vixi put her hand behind Sandra’s back. “We have a waiting room in the back. The process doesn’t take too long. You will have your delicious product and be able to leave in just under an hour.”
“Perfect!”
Vixi escorted her towards the room that Sandra had seen the giant human-sized cake just a few moments ago. “Here, you can wait in here while we get your specially made pastry ready for you.”
Sandra smiled. “Thank you.” She turned as Vixi walked to the door. “Wait, do you have anything to drink while I wait? I am sorry to ask.”
Vixi hit herself on the forehead. “Of course. I almost forgot.” She walked over to the counter and produced a bottle of water. “This is for you. On the house.”
Sandra took the bottle of water and tried her best not to laugh. “Ok. Thank you.”
Vixi turned around and walked to the door on the other end of the room. “Now, just sit tight. We will have your product ready in a jiffy.” She smiled and walked through the double doors into the kitchen.
Sandra sighed and looked at the bottle in her hands. “This is on the house? I could get at a gas station.” She unscrewed the cap. “Still, I am thirsty.” She took a few gulps of water. “Eugh. That tastes so weird.”
She set the bottle down and sighed. “What to do, what to do.” Sandra tapped her hands on her sides. “I wish I had remembered my phone so I could play Candy Mash. Huhh.” Her stomach growled. “I also wish I had remembered lunch before I left to do all of this window shopping with Vess.” She looked down at the floor. “I do wish Vess hadn’t just left me like that.”
Sandra wiped her forehead. “Did it suddenly get hot in here?” She looked around and raised her voice. “Hey, can someone fix the heater in here?” Only eerie silence answered her. “Well, I guess they are too busy to hear me.” She held her hand over her stomach. “Ugh, I don’t feel good.”
She held her hand over her chest as she walked over to a nearby chair covered in frosting. “Ugh, gross. Don’t they clean up in here?” Sandra wiped off the sticky topping and sat down as she rubbed her belly. “My insides feel all jumbled up.” She groaned. “Uugh. What is going on? Why is it becoming so hot in here?”
Sandra hugged herself as her clothing started to become tight. “What is going on?” She looked down at her body. “My breasts are expanding?” She touched her breasts. “They feel so weird. Ugh, what is going on?” She pressed on her squishy boobs. “They are so spongy.” She pulled her hand away. “Is this frosting?”
Sandra groaned again. “It is getting way too hot in here.” She threw her shit off and pulled her jeans down. “I feel like I am in an oven.” She looked up at the mirror on the wall and gasped. “Oh my god.”
Her upper body was covered in a thin layer of dark cake. She pressed her hand on her chest. “Ugh, where did all of this come from?” Sandra pulled a small chunk of the cake from her chest and cried out in pain. “Oww.” She looked down as dark red frosting poured out of the spot she had ripped the cake out. “What is going on?” She took deep breaths as she took a few steps towards the door. Then, she turned around and rushed to the doorway only to find it locked.
“Hello? Can anyone help me?” She slammed her softening fists on the wall. “Something is terribly wrong here. Please can someone help me? Call the police? Something?” She took a few steps back as her bra became tight. “What now?”
Sandra looked down and gasped. “My body is growing.” She touched her expanding waist. “I am fluffing up like a giant pastry.” Shrrrip. “My bra is so tight.” She narrowed her eyes. “I need to get this thing off.”
Sandra reached behind her body, and her fingers pushed through her spongy body. “I can’t find the latch.” She took a deep breath. “Ok, don’t panic.” She watched in the mirror as her bra and underwear sunk into her body. Then, with a softer voice, she said, “Don’t panic.”
Her entire body was now covered head to toe with a strange chocolate pastry substance. “My skin feels so soft and spongy.” She sat down on the ground, and her rear end sank into the ground. “What am I going to do?”
The heat in the room began to increase even more. She wiped her arm across her face. “Are they trying to bake me?” Sandra sighed as her body began to feel heavy once more. “This is starting to feel somewhat decent.”
She put her hands behind her back. “Phew.” She smiled. “This is actually starting to feel nice.” She rubbed her hands over her hardening breasts. “This feels really good. Ahhh.” She quivered as shockwaves spread throughout her body. “Ohh.”
Her breasts began to expand once more, a blue layer of frosting growing out of her skin. Sandra groaned as the sensation rocked her body. “Oh wow.”
Sandra made her way to her feet as her rear end began to vibrate. “Ohh wow.” She rubbed her ass as thick frosting grew from her midsection. “Yes.”
Suddenly her arms and legs began to move on their own; her legs stretched into a V shape, and her arms went to her sides. “I can’t move. Ahh.” She took a deep breath as another wave of ecstasy washed over her. “What am I going to do? Oh god, I feel so good, but I have to do something.” She sighed. “Or do I.” She blinked as blue and red frosting filled her face. “This feels soooo good. I want some to just dig in.” She fought to try and smile. “Someone better write Eat Me on me.”
***
Vixi returned to see her newest creation now finished. “Perfect.” She walked around the massive cake that had once been Sandra. “What a beauty. The details on the frosting. Oh, the client is going to love this.”
She turned around and raised her voice. “Hey. Tell Vess we have her cake ready.”
