The Club Head leaned on the table with casual grace as this week's winner came up to her. A lanky woman with a large, oversized purple hoodie looked around with slow eyes. "Yo," she said.

"Hello," the Head responded. "What interests you tonight?"

"Well," the woman said, almost lethargic, "I think I'll skip the sex," she unzipped her jacket and showed off her bare skin. "Me and some dude got off when you did the sawing," she informed the Head, "and I'm not ready for another go yet."

"So I can see," the Head made her glance at the woman's loins obvious. "But that still doesn't answer the question."

"Well," the woman sighed, "I've heard that some people think that Chocolate is better than sex, so I want to see if you can make me that chocolate."

The Head smirked. This was way too easy. But she had to play along for now. "Ah, chocolate," she mused. "To be fair, there are several varieties, and for best results, it's covering strawberries." She poked the woman in the chest. "You want something... orgasmically delicious to eat?"

"Yep," the woman nodded. She was looking a little lethargic, and probably wanted a pick-me-up.

"Take off your jacket then, unless you want to risk it getting dirty?"

The woman just shrugged it off, letting it fall at her feet. "There," she said.

The Head simply took the two steps to get within reach and put one hand on the woman's left breast. She squeezed, causing the woman to wince for a moment, then look down as the Head's hand pressed her, causing a black fluid to be pushed out from her tit, covering the Head's hand.

The Head then let go and held her hand up to the woman, the fluid dripping. "Here," she said.

The woman took the hand and licked it, moaning at the taste of the chocolate. "That's good," she said as she licked some more.

"Serve yourself," the Head said, indicating the woman's chest. The woman took the opportunity and began to fondle and massage herself, covering her hands in the thick fluids she produced. One hand was covered in the stuff and she began to devour it greedily, her fingers in her mouth as she tried to eat and express her joy at the taste at the same time.

Then she pulled her hand out, only to stop herself. Or tried to as she kept squeezing her breasts as she looked at her hand. "Where are my fingers?" she asked.

"Oh, you said to make you that chocolate, so it's only natural that you would eat yourself," the Head said. "Every part of you that gets covered in your chocolate, gets turned into that chocolate. And I'll be here to help you all the way through to the end."

The woman looked at the Head as though to say something about how this wasn't what she wanted, but without thinking, she started to cover herself with her chocolate, rubbing down her stomach. "Help, please?" she asked, causing the Head to reach out and start to squeeze and spread the chocolate over the woman's body. They worked together to cover her hand-less arm, then the woman simply looked at the flexible appendage and with a sharp crack, snapped it off. She held it in her remaining arm, then eagerly started to devour it, one bite at a time. Her appetite was limitless, and the chocolate smooth in her mouth as she orgasmed, not caring about the fluid leaking down her legs.

The Head kept working, lathering the woman's body in chocolate, then gently lifting her and laying her down on the table. The woman flexed her chocolate body, and pulled off her legs, eating them feet first, moaning with pleasure between each lick and bite. And yet, she was still hungry as she only saw chocolate. "Oh, this is so good," she said as she realized she only had one hand left. "More," she pleaded.

The Head responded buy tapping the woman's stomach, eliciting a hollow sound. She then struck it hard, cracking it open like a chocolate egg. Except this had no prizes on the inside. The woman reached out and devoured like a glutton, devouring until she put her hand on her hips. "Oh," she said with wide eyes as she beheld her own sex, now dark brown inside and out. She bit into it, and nearly screamed with pleasure as she chewed and swallowed, devouring without hesitation or remorse.

She then started to eat her own arm, the Head watching as she devoured and devoured until all that was left was her and her chest. The Head, saying nothing, simply put her fingers into the soft chocolate, and scooped out the two breasts, holding them over the enraptured woman's face. She squeezed, and the breasts began to melt, deforming and dripping into the waiting woman's open mouth. She squished them together and poured them into the woman, leaving her with just her upper chest. This was cracked and fed bit by bit to the woman, who gasped with each bite until nothing was left.

"Well," the Head said to the woman's head after she had eaten herself. "I'd almost say you were done, but there's still one thing I could do for you."

"Please!" the woman begged, unaware of her own status, or perhaps she was. "Anything!"

The Head smiled gently, then reached over and rapped a knuckle on the woman's crown. It cracked open, revealing a creamy inside. This, she scooped out with her bare hands and fed to the woman, who drank mindlessly.

Then it was done, and the Head sighed. But before she cleaned up and restored the woman, she decided to sample the forbidden fruit for herself. She snapped off the chocolate nose and swallowed it whole. Instantly, she shivered as the euphoria ran up and down her body. "Ah!" she exhaled. "That's the good stuff." She finished eating the last of the chocolate, enjoying every bite. Once she was finished, she looked down at the empty table. She summoned the woman's jacket and carefully arranged it on the table, then whipped it away, revealing the woman in all her glory.

"Ah!" she cried out, hands instantly reaching for her sex. "God! Fuck!"

"Well, I don't normally answer to the name of God, but why not?" the Head replied as she climbed onto the table, joining the woman. "But I did have some of your chocolate, and I have to disagree, it's not better. But in conjunction? I think that's what's better."