It had felt like several minutes since his body had stopped transforming. Daniel wasn't sure how long it had been. Yelling had gotten Daniel nowhere, and nobody had entered the room to check on him. Daniel was still scared out of his mind, but the initial shock had worn off, and his breathing was becoming more regular. He decided to experiment a bit with his new cake body to pass the time... He couldn't figure out how it was possible to be made out of cake, and still be alive. He was still breathing and could control his movement.
His thin face was still completely human, but his cheekbones and chin were more prominent now that they were an eggshell-white. His hair-frosting stayed in place, curly and a bit long in the back, as it had been. His ears hadn't disappeared.
Daniel's arms had lost their rubbery properties, and his elbows were visible again. He flexed his muscles, and was surprised to see his body respond. His chest and arms were human shaped, and looked completely normal, aside from the lack of fingernails, white coloring, and frosting-breasts.
"They're not really breasts, they're just two piles of frosting." Daniel tried to comfort himself. He scooped up some of the whipped frosting, and was relieved to find it was easily removed. He quickly scooped up the excess and tossed it onto the floor, smiling at the sight of his flat chest.
Daniel decided to try to recover his legs. During the transformation, they had both been replaced by a round flat platform from which his torso emerged, right below his bellybutton and the small of his back. Daniel cringed. Two feet of layer cake now made up the bottom of his body. But trying to walk was useless; Daniel managed to make his cake base wiggle a little, but motion was not possible.
Never one to give up, Daniel turned his attention to his new surface. He was basically covered in frosting, and he could no longer see any of his natural skin. Daniel tentatively scraped off a section of frosting on his arm with one of his long cake fingers. It tingled a little, but didn't hurt. He popped it into his mouth and found that he was able to eat himself. The idea horrified him. His tongue got a taste of his lips in the process. Given the color, the cake boy deduced that they were now made of strawberry candy.
He poked idly at the bare spot on his arm. It was spongy, and it hurt if he tried to rip any of the cake off from himself. After a few minutes, the frosting returned to fill in the gap, smooth as silk.
Curiously, Daniel no longer felt the urge to use a toilet. He now knew that he could eat and breathe, speak and move, and so he figured there must be some way to eliminate waste... whatever that might now be. Out of sheer morbid curiosity, Daniel let himself relax as though he were using the bathroom. Immediate pressure began to build in his chest. Daniel tried to stop it, but it was too late.
"No! Oh noooo-"
His cake-skin stretched out as two breasts poked themselves out from his chest again, bigger than ever. As before, he squeezed and squeezed them, and after a while his nipples spurt whipped cream, covering his upper torso.
"Ugh... ugh!" Daniel's chest heaved as he breathed heavily. The whole thing felt fantastic.
When it was over, Daniel scraped the new cream off onto the floor in disgust. He clenched his cake-hands into angry fists. Frosting oozed out from them, but they returned to normal after he relieved the pressure. He wished he had never come to this place...
Daniel turned his attention to his new strawberries. "I think I know what these used to be..." Daniel wiggled with dread the two that had emerged from his former hips, but decided not to play around with them too much. They were extremely sensitive, as was the one emerging from his scalp. He couldn't help himself; he ran his hands up and down it, back and forth in ecstasy. Frosting dribbled out from his nipples as he climaxed.
"Damn this place!" Daniel shouted.
Suddenly, the circle he had been standing in began to descend into the floor. A lift was bringing him to a new location.
Daniel didn't know whether to laugh or cry.