Paul grapped the knife. He traced the curvy shape of his Danielle Juggs Cake. The cake whimpered softly. The tip of the knife rubbed agains the strawberries decorating what had once been the hips of Danielle. Danielle's whimpering increased. She eyed Paul wondering where on her frosty vanilla cake body he would make the first slice. She hoped it would be her frosting cover pussy. It was very sweet. It like the rest of her body was specifically made that way. She felt her self getting swetter from erotic desire and expense. Although she could not bend her neck, she felt Paul poke the fruit decorating her cake pussy. Her sweetness increased as the flavor with her cake pussy increased. To her disappointment Paul lifted the knife. She considered pouting her lips. That would break the ruby red frosting on it. As a cake she was meant to be tasty and delicious. Instead she released a faint coe. It became a moan as Paul pricked her titty fruit. He traced her frosting coated breasts. Then he sliced into her large right breasts. "Ohhhhhh ohhhhh yessssss." Danielle moaned. Her voice became louder as the knife went deeper.
"Is there something wrong Danielle?" Paul asked.
"Noooo."
"Then why are you screaming?"
"I'm moaning loudy in pleasure."
"What for?"
"Becasue it feelsss sooo good being cut into."
Danielle screamed loudly in pleasure as Paul sliced off a peice of her breast. He lifted it onto the plate. She moaned as she noticed her owner had decided to have her nipple and the decorative strawberry laying atop it for her first slice. She parted her ruby red frosted lips to speak.