While you stand there dazed at your plump self, the woman offers another cookie to you. Actually, she just shoves the cookie in your mouth, forcing you to chew and swallow it.
You could tell that it isn’t the same cookie as you could taste a plain sweet flavor from the cookie. However, that was it; she fed you a plain sugar cookie, but it might not be as plain as it seems when you start to feel weird.
Your blue skin starts to soften a little, making you feel like you have lots of fat under your skin. However, as you watch the changes, you can see your skin turn paler and lighter, becoming an eggshell white. You feel heavier as well as the juice inside you seems to thicken into jam. You find it hard to stand up as you lie down on the counter, just where the woman wants you.
She then retrieves a pair of scissors and starts cutting away at your clothes. They stick a bit to your skin, giving you the feeling of uncooked dough. You panic even more, but the weight of your body only leaves you immobile and helpless.
“You look adorable when you’re flustered like this,” she comments before trimming the garter of your briefs. You were naked now as it feels like your belly is pressing down on you. You only groan as it grows a little bit from the sugar cookie you ate earlier.
“Let me go!” you say while sputtering blueberry jam. She doesn’t treat this too kindly as she merges your lips together to shut you up.
You feel that the woman is working on your fingers. Because your skin is made of dough now, she can easily meld your fingers together as they look like mittens. Then, you feel her push your hand into your arm as she only leaves a stump on your wrist. She keeps pushing until no traces of your right arm was left.
You only panic a bit, trying to punch her or even push her away, but the jam inside you has thickened to the point that your movements feel languid. She only does the same for your other arm as you feel the filling push into your belly as well as your member, which has been hiding under your belly for some time. Your legs receive the same treatment as well, making you member almost a foot long and and three inches thick. Your balls also have grown somewhat as they look like a pair of oranges.
“Mmf!” you try to say as you see the woman with a knife.
“Oh, don't worry. I’ll just be scoring you so that you don’t explode in the oven,” she says as she cut a few slits on your belly, just around your popped-out belly button. It doesn’t hurt too much, but the thought scared you as she scores your balls as well. The jam is thick enough to not leak out of your body so quickly.
You then feel yourself get lifted as you can see a large oven in your way. You only thrash around with what little mobility you have left, but you go in the oven away with a bit of difficulty as the oven door closes and you lay there in a warming baking tray.
The heat feels unbearable as you can feel your skin baking from the intense heat as your blueberry jam filling cooks you from the inside as well. You can smell the intense aroma of blueberries in the oven as you bake until your skin was a beautiful golden hue.
Some time later, you feel cold air around you as you were taken out of the oven to cool down. You manage to see yourself through the shiny, reflective surface of the fridge.
Your body is visibly steaming as your skin looks glossy and golden. You’ve lost some mobility in your neck due to your baked skin, but you manage to see yourself anyway. Your member, still tucked under your belly, is now permanently erect as your balls are filled with hot jam inside them. You can see your member leak some of it against your own volition.