Flour Power - Commission (Food/Body Part)

 The Flour Power Bakery opened up only a few blocks from my apartment causing me to wake up every day to the intoxicating aroma of pastries and breads to fill my nostrils. I managed to stay strong for the first few days, resisting the urge to drop my entire paycheck on the cupcakes and treats in the display cases until one day my willpower waned and I fell victim to my stomach.

 The first thing I noticed within the shop, apart from the assortment of delicacies, was the cute redhead in the frilly dress behind the counter with her hefty cleavage on display only covered by a criss-cross of straps. Being the manly man I was, I took a shot and began flirting with her. A hint of disgust crossed her face before she quickly hid it behind a plastic smile, too quick for me to recognize any hint of it.

 Soon, I was under the impression that I had her swooning over me, so much so that when she invited me into the back room, I didn't question it at all. She twisted the open sign to closed and led me back to the office where the managerial work was done. She turned around, a smirk plastered on her face and with a flick of her wrist, my body seized.

 I watched as my clothes shed from my body, piling on the floor and leaving me naked in front of her. The shreds of clothing lying on the floor began to conglomerate into a heap before a pleated paper cup took its place, much like the wrapper of a cupcake. My eyes went wide with the realization until a snap of her fingers caused my body to turn from a solid into a viscous liquid, filling the liner with sweet and sticky batter.

 An overwhelming heat took my body over, baking me into a fluffy, moist cake. My hair was the last thing to change, turning into a white icing with a strawberry topping it. I lay on the floor before her, nothing but a cupcake where my human form once stood. Her fingers wrapped around me, sending jolts of pleasure deep into my crumbs. "You look amazing! Time to put you on display," she giggled before stopping in place, snicker on her lips.

 "Although, what kind of baker would I be if I didn't assure my customers quality product." I panicked as her fingers delicately removed my wrapper and I was once again naked in front of her except in a different form. I felt her breath against my skin before she took a heavy bite, the strawberry filling that used to be my insides spilling into her mouth. She moaned in pleasure at the taste of me before sensually licking off some icing.

 "You're absolutely delish!" She said with a mouth full of me. With every bite she took, I felt more and more of my mind fade as it slid down her throat and disappeared into the black pit of her stomach. With a chuckle, she threw my final morsel into her mouth, licking her fingers clean of my icing. I felt myself falling down her esophagus before darkness took my vision.

 I awoke with a start as my body moved without my input. My vision was obscured by purple fabric, blocking most light except for the vague shapes of my surroundings. "You're awake!" My tormentor said before two giant hands hefted my body into the air and dropped it, causing it to jiggle profusely. The feeling was unlike any I experienced before, alien and indescribable besides pure pleasure and ecstasy.

 The purple tint vanished as her fingers pulled it away showing a mirror where I saw the baker flashing her tits. Taken a bit aback by the display of exhibitionism, I didn't realize I was at eye level with them. Another grope by the woman shocked me as I realized that I WAS them. She had turned me into a cupcake and eaten me, converting my sugary body into soft fat padding her chest.

 "Don't worry," she told me directly, "You'll learn to love it!" She cupped my body and cooed. I would've done the same if I had any way to communicate. A simple tweak of my nipples sent me into a spiral of joy, unable to protest. She kneaded me like dough until all my worries faded away and I accepted my new life as the baker's breasts.