(Male to Female / Melting / Cake TF)

Carlos and Wendy stood outside an inconspicuous bakery. From the outside, it looked just like any other corner side bakery blending in with the other stores alongside the street. Above the door, there was a pink sign shaped like a heart that read Piece of Cake. The window of the bakery was blocked by a pink curtain with a heart-shaped pattern.

As the two enter the shop a little bell rings as the door opens. The inside of the shop drastically contradicts the simplistic exterior, as the walls are bright pink with white strips. The floor is made of black and white tiles with a pink heart on every other tile. The decorations follow a similar theme of being pink and heart-shaped. But the main eye-catcher was the pastries on display. Rows of cookies, cakes, and other pastries that looked normal at first glance, but all had the rounded feminine shape of breasts and butt, and the hint of face frozen in ecstasy.

Carlos’s penis pushed against his pants from an erection while looking at the display of women-turned pastry, his eyes catching a tasty-looking muffin top woman turned into a cupcake. Her doughy rolls spill over the paper, her upper body was nothing more than a pair of large breasts with her equally large butt moved directly behind them, her head was positioned directly in the middle of the four large orbs, brown chocolate frosting flowed from her head and over her breasts and ass creating what looked like thick brown hair. If the two of them were only there to pick up a treat he would have bought the cupcake girl. He looked over at Wendy, she too was greedily looking at a pastry. She was looking at a cream-filled donut, there were two noticeable bumps on the front of the donut and white cream leaking from her pussy that was between two large orbs, the girl’s face could barely be made out through the frosting covering the top of her. Wendy looked as if she could devour the donut in a single bite.

“Hello!” a cheerful voice fills the room. A young blond woman comes out from the kitchen, her massive breasts hugging her chef outfit tightly and straining against her apron, and her large butt strained against her tight black pants. Her clothing looked as if they could blow apart at any moment. “So you are the couple who placed an order for the cake?”

“Yes, Miss. Chloé,” Carlos answers.

“Oh,” she squeals, “You two are going to be so delicious! Alright are you two ready, you know there is no going back?”

Wendy tightly holds Carlos’s hand and looks at him nervously, then nods. Carlos looks back at the chef and nods. The two follow her into the kitchen. It looked like any other kitchen that you would find in a bakery with the exception of some strange machinery along the far wall.

“Alright, I need to get the ingredients prepped,” Chloé says. She opens a large cabinet and pulls two pastries out, a brownie and a cream-filled donut, but unlike the ones, on display, they looked just like any other brownie and donut. “So, which one of you is going to be the main ingredient?”

“That will be me, it’s my sister’s birthday after all,” Carlos answers. She hands the man the brownie, he bites into it, the rich chocolate filling his mouth stimulating his taste buds like nothing he has ever tasted before. He quickly gobbles up the rest leaving nothing but small crumbs. “Can I have another?” he asks, licking his lips.

“Sorry, but it’s already taking effect,” Chloé says.

Carlos looks at his hands as they turn a rich shade for brown, he looks down at his feet seeing a similar change. As the chocolate brown spreads up his arms and legs they thin out losing most of their muscle becoming slender and delicate as well as losing any blemishes. His penis starts to twitch as the changes spread over to it. Carlos moans as he starts to cum, but instead of the sticky white, it’s a dark brown. Chloé catches the brown cum in a bowl as his penis erupts the brown substance out, and as the substance follows out his penis starts to recede into his body until it folds into itself becoming a vagina.

“What, why am I a girl!?” now she shouts.

“Girls make the best ingredients,” Chloé giggles as she runs her finger through the bowl full of the strange brown substance. She takes her finger out covered in the brown liquid and lips a glob off her finger.

“Want some?” she asks Wendy who is watching her.

“What even is it?’ she nervously asks.

“Chocolate,” Chloé asks unfazed.

“Ugh, sure…” Wendy says. She puts her finger into the chocolate soup and licks a glob off. She squeals in delight, “This is the best chocolate ever!”

“Honey, I make sure every ingredient is the best!” Chloé says.

“Excuses me, but what are you going to do with my chocolate?” Carlos asks as his stomach flattens out, losing its muscles and becoming curvier, matching her large bubble butt that she grew straining against her jeans.

“It’s going to be filling for other girls,” Chloé says with a devious smile as she sets down the bowl of chocolate cum. “Wouldn’t you like to have your cum fill dozens of other girls?”

Carlos nefariously smiles as she thinks about it. Suddenly her chest starts to push against her shirt. Her shirt gets tighter and tighter as she starts to moan. Chloé places the bowl between the girl’s legs as chocolate drips from between her legs. Her shirt bursts open revealing two massive double E-sized breasts. Carlos places her hand on one of her new breasts and squeezes it, she moans from the pleasure spewing out more and more chocolate causing the bowl to overflow, but after that, it seemed that she was completely out of chocolate as she felt an empty feeling inside of her body. The brown color spreads up her neck and face, smoothing it out and feminizing it, as it makes its way up. AS it reaches her hair, Carlos’s blond hair turns a dark brown and flows down to her shoulders.

“I’m a girl?” she says in a new feminine voice.

“Not for long, sweety!” Chloé says, “Could you sit up here while your body finishes changing?” she asks motioning to a countertop.

“I’m not done yet?” the new girl asks as she sits on the counter as instructed.

“You're still mostly flesh and blood, but you have time to watch your girlfriend’s transformation.”

“If that’s the case, I should get started?” Wendy asks, taking the cream-filled donut and stuffing it into her mouth. A sweet pink frosting fills her mouth as she gobbles it up with a smile. “It’s delicious!” she shouts.

Chloé opens are large door to a glass tub, “Could you step inside here and strip, it’s going to get a bit messy?”

Wendy nods and strips out of her clothing and steps inside of the container. She blushes as the cold air runs against her naked breasts. She starts to pant as her face starts to get redder and redder, breaking out into a heavy sweat. But instead of water drops of pink frosting drips down, and soon her entire body becomes bright pink. Her hand finds its way to her privates and she starts masturbating as her body becomes less and less solid. She tries to moan but her mouth is melted shut. Her legs are the first to go, melting into a thick pool at the bottom of the container, as the frosting fills up the container more and more it consumes her perky ass along with her hand. She pulled the rest of her arm from the frosting seeing that it was nothing more than a melted stump where her hand was, it slipped off her shoulder and joined her hand in the pool. She used her remaining arm to grope her breasts, her fingers sink into them like a water balloon. She tries to pull her hand off them but her hand melted together with her breasts, she pulls her arm off of her breasts leaving it a deformed stump. Her breasts start to sag and lose their perky shape and slide off her chest joining the lower body. Her body sinks more and more as it deforms vaguely keeping its human shape until it’s up to her neck. Her pink blob of a head is the last to good as it melts into itself, losing any indication that it ever was a head.

Carlos looks in awe, as where his girlfriend stood a minute ago was now a container full of pink frosting. She would have cummed just watching her melt, but she could no longer. Now thinking about it she could no longer move her arms or legs.

“MY ARMS!!!” she shouts as she looks at her shoulders. Her arms were gone and replaced with smooth stumps, and looking down a similar thing happened to her legs ending with her pussy and butt. The mass of her arms and legs seems to have been turned into belly fat as her stomach now protruded out in a large beer belly.

“Looks like you're almost done!” Chloé says, pushing the girl down onto her chest.

Carlos lands with a soft tump her breasts cushioning her fall. Her spine was contorted as her upper body was standing up at a ninety-degree angle using her breasts as support while her lower body was flat on the counter. “What’s happening to me!?” she asks in a panic as she wiggles around. The movement in her lower body slows to a crawl until it stops, she could feel her belly change shape and round out.

“Want to take a look?” Chloé asks, Carlos nods. She pulls out a mirror and uses it to show Carlos his new body.

Carlos’s lower body was rounded out into a large cylinder that took up most of the table with her ass and pussy notably protruding from the other end. The brown chocolate-colored flesh was now spongy chocolate cake. She grunts as the cake merges with her upper body and spreads up it. Her breasts no longer jiggled with her movements as they were two large pieces of cake. The cake spreads up to her shoulders making her unable to move her body beside her head.

“Now let’s fill you up!” Chloé cheers.

“Fill me up?” the cake girl asks, “AGH!” her question is answered as something is shoved deep into her pussy. Chloé turns a handle and the frosting that was Wendy flows into her body. She moans in ecstasy as her hollow insides are filled with her melted girlfriend stuffing her pushing against her cake body. It fills up her breasts leaking pink frosting out of her nipples. Her moaning stops as the chocolate cake reaches her mouth, shutting it and forcing it into a smile. Her eyes roll back into her head as they become cake, as the last of her flesh becomes cake her hair joins it become a solid chunk of cake. Where a man turned girl sat and a large chocolate cake with the upper body of a woman sticking out of it rests. She could no longer move, see, or hear just feel, after all, she was just a cake now. She felt the noise removed from her body, the cream spread all over her body covering the top of it in bright pink. The pink frosting covers her back, hair, shoulders, and top of her breasts as well as leaking from her pussy and nipples.

She was moved somewhere, but she couldn’t tell where. She was eventually moved to a car or truck and driven off. After the vehicle stopped she was picked up and moved again but it would be her final move. After a while of nothing happening, she felt something behind placed onto her back, and it happened over and over again. Shortly after there was a warmth from each of the things on her back, she assumed they were candles. Wax melted off and fell onto her back, it was hot but it didn’t burn or hurt her. Next, a gust of air was blown over her, extinguishing the heat. And then her breast was cut into, she didn’t feel any pain but rather it tickled. More and more of her body was cut part leaving her head as the only piece of her intact. The rest of her was penetrated by forks and cut by knives, but she could barely feel it because the pleasure of being chewed up was too much for her to handle and bring her to the point of orgasm with each bite of her. And finally, her head was eaten. The cake was nothing more than brown crumbs and spots of pink frosting. The two could barely feel those small tiny pieces of themselves being lost to them. The two blacked out as their bodies were digested.

The cake woke up, her mind was in pieces literally. She was spread across at least twenty different bouncing orbs. She was nothing more than breast fat giving each girl at the party another cup size. She could barely think straight as the constant bouncing of over twenty large breasts was more than she could handle. But the largest part of her mind was in what she assumed to be her sister. She always had impressive breasts but he wondered what they would look like inflated by her. Wendy was going through a similar sensation as she was turned into butt fat on each of the girls. Carlos gleefully drifted off as he felt his new home crushed by a bra that was a size too small.