This choice: I'm gonna bake you into a cake! • Go Back...Chapter #5Jamie Cake by: Derpus   James noticed that they were no longer in her bedroom, but in the kitchen. Looking around quickly, he noticed several baking supplies laying on the counter. He now knew what Kennedy had planned for him.
"*gulp*"
"That's right", Kennedy said as she stood up, lifting the malleable boy with ease. "That's the sound you're gonna make when I eat you up, my tasty dessert!" With that, she pressed his knees into his chest and began to squish James until he was a much more manageable size and shape. "There we go. Now to put my cake mix into the pan." Kennedy tossed James' squished up body into the air as she walked over to where she had set the baking supplies and slammed the malleable teenager into the baking pan, the impact knocking him silly. Suddenly, James could feel something gooey being dripped onto him. "Now we add some eggs, then cocoa..." The boy felt a bit of powder being sprinkled onto him before he felt two metal objects being jabbed into him.
He mentally gasped, knowing exactly what was about to happen to him. "M-miss Kennedy! Please don-"
James' words were cut off as the woman turned on the electric whisk. With a loud, spinning motion, the whisk instantly began digging into his soft flesh, twisting his body in small circles and mixing the eggs and cocoa powder into him. It was an extremely unpleasant feeling, his squishy form being pulverized as he was being made into a dessert.
After several minutes of mixing, Kennedy could see that her neighbor weren't going to be getting out of this, his malleable body having been turned into a fine looking cake batter. The woman dipped her finger in and took out a little bit of the James batter, licking the mixture off of her finger tip. "Mmmm... Delicious. Tastes just like german chocolate", she said. With the oven already pre-heated, Kennedy put on some oven mitts and began to slide you right in. "See you in about an hour, my little Jamie cake", she laughed as she closed the door.
James were immediately made aware of the intense heat. The boy's literally battered form already in intense discomfort, his current situation was unbearable. He were certain that this is what Hell was like. James weren't sure if you could handle being eaten, not after what he had just been through. Would he even survive Kennedy's digestive system? As time dragged on and the heat started melting him, James felt tiny bubbles begin to form inside of his body and rise to the top. As much as James wanted to jump out of the oven, there wasn't anything he could do to escape. He was going to have to come to terms with the fact that he was becoming a delicious cake, and no amount of hoping would get him out of here.
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After about an hour had passed, James' body had become soft and moist, his consistency having become similar to bread. He had long since passed out from the heat.
"Alright, time to check on my yummy cake", Kennedy said, her voice jolting her dessert awake. James heard the oven open and felt the cool air of the kitchen outside as he was pulled out. "Wow, you came out great! I'll just set you down to cool off. Don't want ya to burn my tongue", she laughed as she set her Jamie cake on the counter and walked to her room to change her outfit.
James couldn't believe his predicament. Sure, he thought Kennedy was hot, and would do anything for her, but this was going too far. He didn't want to become her food. At his current state, he wasn't even sure if he would survive his trip though her body. He was certain that his body had reached it's limit. But what could a cake do to stop it?
Suddenly, he heard footsteps heading near him. James only sat there (as if he could do anything else) and waited to become Kennedy's dessert. After being flipped over and dumped out of the baking pan, James could only look on in horror as he saw the face of...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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