"Feel free to," Clara giggles, wriggling a little in the sandwich, "I hope I taste good for you; feel free to try me again, or my friend Stacey tastes good too!"<br/><br/>Sylvan begins coating Sorbet in cream and sauce, pressing cherries into her malleable body at her breasts, belly button and between her legs. A sprinkle of chocolate shavings is scattered over her from head to toe as he retrieves Artair from the freezer, replacing sorbet in the freezer to keep her cold while he eats the smaller prey.