Paul watched as the large box was rolled into his apartment. He signed for the package. The delivery man wheeled the box to the large table in the center of the room. With the assistance of his associate he lifted it on to the table. With the paperwork complete the two man departed. Paul moved towards the box. His friends gathered around it. Paul leaned close and opened the box. The front wall fell forward. To his suprise inside the box sat a rather tall girl with large breasts and bright blonde hair. At least she had the features of a girl. In fact she better resembled a large vanilla cake in shape of an attractive girl.
Inrtigued Paul ran his hand along her vanilla breasts. The cake whimpered. He touched the fruit atop of her nipples. She moaned. He rubbed off some frosting and tasted it. He tugged on the her titty strawberries. She moaned louer. Then her eyes opened. "Hello Paul." She purred. "I'm Danielle Juggs. And I'm your cake for the night." She eyed Paul's crotch. "I hope you like me.
"What are you?" Paul asked.
"I'm your busty blonde bimbo cake girl." She noticed the frosting stains on his fingers. "I see you've already tried my frosting. I was made to be espically sweet and busty to please you." She strained her eyes in attempt to see the table beneath her large vanilla breasts. She whimpered when she saw the large knife. She whimpered some more after noticing the white china plates surrounding her. "Go ahead and cut into me. Thats what I'm made for to be eaten and enjoyed."
"How did you become my cake?"
'I volunteered for it. Don't worry it won't hurt when you slice in to me."