OOC: Sorry, when no-body posted for several days, I figured it wasn't going anywhere. I've been working all weekend on DIY and havn't had time to monitor the forum. Emperor Palpatine, Acid Demo, I'll try and accomodate your existing posts, but you wouldn't just be able to wander into the kitchen like that.<br/><br/>IC:<br/><br/>As you enter, the scents of baking hit you like a highly decorated wall. So many pleasant scents... You stand on the triangle section of flooring in front of the counter, the rows of shelving some feet behind and to each side. On either side there are some wooden doors which from their position look as if they should let out onto the street, but you didn't see any corresponding exterior dorways.<br/><br/>In front of you is the wide, dark teak counter, glass fronting showing off more delicious confections and baked goods. An elaborate mechanical cash register sits on it. At the the counter is a tall, white fox female, wearing a long blue robe. Multiple tails peek up from behind her, indicating she is a kitsune, and the heavy, brass bound tome she is engrossed in has the look of a fairly advanced spell book. A naturally talented shapeshifter, who's augmented her abilities with magical learning, is someone you don't want to cross.<br/><br/>Behind her is the kitchen area, with work surfaces, cupboards and sinks lining the walls. THeree is a door leading out of the back, and a rather ominous sign hangs on the wall next to it.<br/><br/>'Shoplifters will be transmuted.'<br/>'No fighting, hostile magic or credit allowed.'<br/><br/>A stack of ovens sit oposite glowing brightly with occasional fumeroles of flamee from their vents. In the centre, brightly illunminated, is a central workbench. It is the scene of great activity.<br/><br/>A red panda lady in a chef's outfit, complete with a full toque chefs hat, is at a central workbench, crafting some pastries in a manner that combines cooking and martial arts. She flips a large piece of dough in the air, and whips a spatula from the bandolier of cooking tools that hang across her body. A lightning set of slices while the dough ceases to rise, in terms of it's geodesic anyway, and the pieces fall back to the floured bench, neatly sliced into even portions.<br/><br/>Although she's the only living occupant of the kitchen area, the place is active. A dustpan and brush are carefully sweeping the floor on the far side of the bench, apperently under their own volition. On a side work surface, row of used pots, pans and cutlery are lined up in front of a sink full of hot, soapy water. That is, lined up as in standing on edge, and jumping in one after another to be scrubbed by brushes and scourers that circle in the suds like very clean sharks.<br/><br/>They jump out to be waylaid by a pair of towels who's top ends flare like cobra hoods. A blur of terrycloth, and the cookware is dry, and flipped out to stck neatly on the other side. This makes even the large, wingless, crimson scaled dragon who walks through the back door hauling two big sacks of flour look positively normal. He merely wears a shorter toque and an apron. The fact that occasional small bubbles float up from his nostrils is a minor addition to the oddness.<br/><br/>The kitsune looks up from her book, despite the lack of a bell or any other signal that you came in. She smiles brightly. "Good day. Can I help you?"<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>Reiko Asagi, a heavily pregnant asian woman, walked into the bakery. She rubbed her big belly through her maternity dress as she spoke to the attendant.<br/>"Hi! Is there anybody here who can eat me?" the sexy preg asked.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The white kitsune mage giggled. "Not at the moment, but it's early in the day. Normally customers who want food transformations on themselves have a delivery address in mind."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>Rein, a Master Wizard, noticed the bakery a few times when he had passed by it on his daily routine. He decided he wanted to see what this place was all about and what type of magic it was using. He is dressed in an orange and red coat/cloak that covered most of his body. He had on black slacks and brown boots and carried a Wizard's Staff. His hair was short cut and light brown and he had amethyst colored eyes. He opened the door and walked inside, stepping up to the counter. He noticed they was already a woman inside and he stopped behind her, waiting his turn in line. He heard her mention something about someone eating her. " Ma'am...did i hear you right? Did you say you wanted some to..eat you..? " He perked a curious brow as he looked the woman over for a moment, noticing she was pregnant also.<br/><br/>Reiko turned to the wizard, Rein. "Why yes! I am an immortal woman with a permanent pregnancy and thought I'd try a new experience. Have you ever eaten anyone? Oh! I'm reiko, btw."<br/><br/>Rein nodded slightly. " Immortal...i see. Permanent pregnancy, eh? Wouldn't that just be more of a burden? " he thought for a moment. " I'm Rein Utomori, head wizard of the school of Lione, it's a pleasure to meet you, Reiko. And no, i cant say i have eaten anyone before. Though, it does sound interesting. "<br/><br/>"Well, I heard this place permits something called vore. Due to a curse, my pregnancy became permanent so I never could find anyone to replace my lover, I've just filled the hole in my life with adventure. What better way than in someone's body?" reiko asked, happily patting her belly.<br/><br/>He nodded slightly. " Indeed, ive heard of other Mage practicing spells around what you call "Vore". Much like this bakery has done. I'm sorry to hear about not being able to find a new partner/lover. And since my curiousity as a wizard always seems to get the better of me, i wouldnt mind trying all this out by fulfilling your wish of eating you. " He smiled softly. " So if i should suffice enough for you, we can begin as soon as we find someone to help us. How would you like to go about doing this? "</div></blockquote><br/><br/>OOC: This is where I have to tweak things slightly. You have to deal with Kimiko to get access to the kitchen. Sorry, but I should be able to make it up to you both.<br/><br/>"Master Rein!" The kitsune loooked surprised. "I've heard of your work. I'm glad to know my own studies have reached such distinguished circles. Oh, forgive me, I'm Kimiko, Kimiko Whitetails."<br/><br/>She nodded to Reiko. "It seems you've found someone to eat you. From what I understand, you want a direct transformation rather than a soul transfer into a cake golem duplicate? And the full sensory package that you'd get with the cake golem? That will be trickier than a simple ingredient transmutation..." She rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "... especially with the unborn inside you. However, I like a challenge." She grinned.<br/><br/>OOC: Skipping merrily over payment, we get to...<br/><br/>"Very well, Miss Reiko, come this way." Kimiko pointed to one of the private doors set into one side. "We'll prepare you, and you can choose the details of your transformation." She thought for a moment. "Actually, Master Rein, as a fellow mage you might find this interesting. Some of my spells are custom designs... If you care to observe?"<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Reiko was talking to Rein.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Well, follow me. I'm going to the kitchen and you can fix me up with icing or stuffing or whatever you want! I've even brought my own milk!" she said, jiggling a teat in her dress. She disrobed as she walked and sat nude on a preparing table. "Tell me, do you like preggers?" she said, laying back.<br/><br/>He followed behind her and a slight blush came over his face as she disrobed infront of him as if it were no big thing and talked about her breast milk and all that. He shook his head slightly and nodded. " Well, that depends on what you mean by "like". Hehe. "<br/> <br/>"You dont need to blush. I'm here to be your meal. Now, how do you want to prepare me? Oh, I'll be so delicious!" reiko said, giddy as ever.<br/><br/>Despite what she was saying, he still blushed. " Like a delicious dessert. " </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Kimiko came in. The room was pretty much empty except for the table, a shelf of toppings and a basin.<br/><br/>"It's alright miss, I'll be doing the preparing, but first you need to tell me what you want to become. Chocolate layer cake? Or if you want something lighter, millefulle, parfait, profitterole? I've been working on a new technique for layering a body with Belgian chocolate that gives a solid shell that still moves without stretching or cracking. Based on the basic shaping spells for clay golems, if you can believe it. I'm also rather proud of my spun sugar hair spell, it can duplicate everything from short fur to shoulder length tresses on a human."<br/><br/>Noticing Rein eying the chocolate syrup, she added, "Of course, if you want to add a few finishing touches manually, so to speak, we can arrange that."<br/><br/>OOC: I hope this is in line with what you both want.