Cosmagic Kitchen Batchlorette Kit
“Almost ready!” Amy said, savoring the rich smell of her pastries as she pulled them from the oven. Only some garnish left, and then her exquisitely delectable cream-puffs would be ready for her party.
And to think, this time last year the only thing she’d ever cooked were scrambled eggs.
… Stranger still, this time last year her name was Andy.
It was an odd time. He was an aimless twenty-something, drifting from one beige, pointless job to another, wrapped up in a fraying relationship with his girlfriend, Sharon. They’d been together for three years at that point, and things weren’t going well, but they’d been together so long they didn’t want to break things up. The whole thing was kind of like a vague, disjointed nightmare.
Well, after Andy had left one temp job, Sharon demanded that he start picking up more of the slack at their shared apartment. She was busy with her own, much more successful career, so Andy reluctantly volunteered to start cooking. He looked into meal kits, but couldn’t afford most of them… until he stumbled over an online advertisement for the Cosmagic Kitchen Bachelor service. He found it was sold out, but the Bachelorette version was still in stock, so he signed up for it instead.
He knew that Cosmagic did magical stuff, but the meal kit offered instructions and lightly enchanted materials for all sorts of dishes, and at an excellent price. It turned out that every recipe had two forms; one using only the materials provided, and a second for the inclusion of a willing ingredient who could be transformed in part or in whole to fully realize the dish. Of course Andy used the ‘as-is’ recipes… and, to his surprise, found that he loved it! The food was delicious, much more healthy than his usual fare, and he found himself actually enjoying the preparation and cooking. After a few weeks, he changed his order preference to take on more and more elaborate recipes.
But one afternoon, Andy was baking up some cookies, chatting with Sharon (they’d gotten along much better once Andy started cooking and helping around the house), and Sharon dipped her finger into the Cosmagic batter, licked it clean, and then stared at her missing digit. The entire finger was gone! Andy had been a little alarmed, but Sharon took in stride; turns out the batter was still magically reactive, and would transform anyone who touched it too much, infusing them into the recipe. Sharon blushed, but said that, since the bit she taste was so exquisite, it would be a shame not to follow the recipe to the letter… and Andy found himself agreeing. After all, this one didn’t call for much. He basted Sharon’s right arm, up to the elbow in the prepared batter, scooped up the resulting mixture as Sharon moaned lewdly, and mixed it up into cookies. They both agreed they were the best thing either of them had ever tasted, even if Sharon had to eat hers left-handed.
The next day, Sharon volunteered her other arm as part of a sourdough recipe. A week after that, she donated her legs to a pie (the right for the crust, the left mushed into a baccarat berry filling). Her torso was used up making noodles for lasagna, breadcrumbs for fish dish, and dough for dumplings. Sharon thought her head should be saved for a special occasion, so she spent several weeks on a pillow, tasting Andy’s dishes and working via a head-set until their four-year anniversary, where she went giggling into a decadent cake. It was a surreal experience, but Sharon was so into it, and she tasted so divine, and the cake left Andy feeling… happy, excited, almost giddy.
With Sharon out of the apartment, Andy found he spent more and more time making it nice. He came to enjoy keeping things neat and orderly. All the dishes his girlfriend had contributed to had left him feeling a little different, and when he hooked up with Jessica, his new girlfriend found teasing him over his increasingly feminine demeanor and appearance to be an endless delight. Things with Jessica went great, but eventually she started contributing to some of the Bachelorette recipes too. Andy found his penis had inverted, forming a new and very feminine slit after Jessica had donated her left leg to a brownie recipe. She renamed her Amy on the spot, and the name felt so right Amy had been using it ever since.
After Jessica, Amy found herself hooking up with a cute guy at a club. She started a blog about her household activities; cleaning, organizing, arts and crafts, and her increasingly elaborate cooking projects… and made some extra money with an only fans accounts in the evening. It helped that Jessica had gone mostly to her butt, and soon her first boyfriend began following, one dish at a time.
Which brought her to today. The last of Mikey, who was an ass-man in more ways than one, were a tray of creampuffs ready to be served, and the guests of her house warming party. Her channels had taken off so much that she could actually afford a house in the suburbs, a lovely cozy cottage with so many rooms and so much space for all her projects, it made her giddy. And maybe best yet, she felt fantastic. Her ass was gorgeous, and as much as she was drawn to aprons these days, she still stook measures to show it off. She could feel it jiggling with the tingling, excited, warm essence of so many lovers, so many delicious treats. Even sitting down turned her on these days, let alone what it felt like with strong hands grabbed her rear…
She shuddered, and smiled. After all, she had prepared some of the most delectable hors d’oeuvres she’d ever made for this party. And she’d invited all her neighbors. Amy was certain she’d find someone cute to cozy up to by the end of the evening.