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(bbw weight gain, stuffing, food transformation, demon nonsense)

Visions of sugary sweets and echoes of maniacal cackling flooded Lusinafyx's dreams. The chubby pale-purple demon tossed and turned in her bed, mind plagued by the bizarre experiences she had been forced to undertake. Ever since she had applied for training as a succubus, she had become the favored object of torment in her new masters' eyes. The shapeshifter Shalahala had taken a particular liking to the homely girl, and so Lusinafyx found herself subjected to many bizarre and outlandish transformations.

Every lesson she partook in went the same way; she would be presented with a variety of sweets, which she would then greedily indulge in. Then she would find her body morphing into the very dessert she had just consumed. Even having recognized this pattern, she felt powerless to resist it. How could she defy the will of her new master? She would continue to scarf down sugary delights, even as she felt herself swelling up into a puffy little treat. Her body would bulge with fat which would turn to dough or cream, her form becoming bloated and heavy. The world around her would grow as she shrunk down to the size of a proper dessert. She was helpless, nothing but a sweet little delight, a plump pastry meant to be consumed and enjoyed...

Lusinafyx let out a distressed moan in her slumber, her mind filled with conflicting feelings. The terror of becoming food was still fresh in her mind... but the impact of it had diminished. After having been eaten multiple times now, only to wake up in her bed as if nothing had occurred, she no longer felt overwhelming fear and despair at the prospect of it. She wasn't sure what she felt now. It was all so strange; thinking about being a bloated ball of sugar and cream, fated to end up on a dining plate. It should always feel like a nightmare, but more and more it was starting to feel like... something else.

At that particular moment however, all Lusinafyx felt was a throbbing pain as she clumsily rolled off her bed and smacked against the marble floors of the manor. Jolted from her distressing slumber, Lusinafyx wearily rubbed her eyes and looked around the room. Every time she awoke to find herself in this strange abode rather than her previous squalid dwellings, she felt like she was still sleeping. Everything that occurred in her life recently felt like some cruel yet wonderful dream.

"Are you alright darling? That was quite a nasty tumble, though I imagine your head is dense enough that you're just fine, eheheh~"

Lusinafyx turned around to see the spindly form of Shalahala standing in the oversized doorway. Her thin mouth twisted into a cruel grin, as it often did, and she let out a small chuckle at the sight of her confused apprentice. "Forgive me darling, you seemed like you were having such a lovely dream I didn't want to disturb your slumber! But no more dreams now, I need you to come down to the kitchen right away! There's some very... important... work for you to do today, eheheheh~"

With another wicked chuckle, Shala turned around and bounded down the hallway, her body twisting and contorting in strange manners as she hummed a disconcerting tune to herself.

Lusinafyx rubbed her eyes and thought about what she had just heard. Pleasant dream? How could what she had been experiencing be considered pleasant. She shook her head, dismissing the comment as more of Shala's cruel nonsense. She stretched her pudgy limbs out and walked over to her dresser. Gazing at her freckled face in the mirror, she thought about what events might transpire today.

Then she remembered that she was headed to the kitchen, and immediately her heart sank and her stomach turned. She wasn't so dense as to not know what that meant.

---

Silverware clattered and dishes rattled as Shala flung her lanky form across the kitchen. She was preparing a buffet of deserts containing all variety of sweets. Macaroons, cannolis, eclairs, wafers; any kind of treat could be found there, along with several strange confections of her own making. She so wrapped up in her baking that she didn't even notice Lusinafyx slowly trudge into the kitchen, a forlorn look on her face.

She gazed around the ornate room, her eyes drawn to the plethora of sweets sitting on the counter. Her mouth drooled just at the sight of it. Shalahala's capacity for cruelty was matched only by her ability to cook. If there was one silver lining to Lusinafyx's position, it was that she got to indulge in these amazing treats to her hearts content. Even if it did always seem to end with her turning into one of them.

She let out a sigh and turned her gaze to the end of the counter, and was greeted by a sight that jolted her awake. Before her was a truly decadant cake, a multi-layered tower of saccharine wonder. It was coated in various shades of purple icing and decorated with fanciful white swirls of cream. Lusinafyx's chubby stomach let out a loud rumble, a long tongue lolling out of her mouth as she began to drool. She thought about devouring the entire cake herself. Savoring every last bite of it and getting to indulge in every sweet little crumb.

She was broken out of her fantasy by an enormous red hand snapping repeatedly in her face. She turned around to see Shala mere inches away. Lusinafyx let out a small gasp and clumsily fell onto her plump rump in confusion, prompting Shala to let out another wicked chuckle.

"Impressed darling? That's going to be the centerpiece of the little banquet I'm whipping up. I think it came out wonderfully... well, as wonderful as any plain old dessert can be anyways. Would be better if it was made out of someone, don't you agree?"

Lusinafyx felt the blood drain from her face, and she began to stutter and stammer as she backed away from Shala and her extravagant confection in a nervous panic. This prompted the elder demon to let out a wild laugh, clearly amused by the young girl's fear.

"Eyeheheh, I'm only teasing you dear! There's no need to be afraid! Believe it or not, but I don't have any plans to transform you today. I just want you to do some taste testing for me. You see, only the best of these treats can go to the party I'm catering for. So I want you to help me pick out the ones that will truly shine!"

She motioned her enormous hands towards the pile of sweets on the adjacent counter, prompting Lusinafyx to stumble over to them. She stared at the bounty of sugar with anticipation and apprehension, and finally mustered enough of her nerves to speak up.

"Y- you want me to just taste this? Y- you're just going to transform me again if I eat this, aren't you?" she barely managed to stammer out the words, and what little confidence she had quickly drained away when she saw Shala's thin grin suddenly flip into a stern frown.

"Now now darling, don't accuse me of trickery. I said you weren't on the menu today and I meant it. But if you don't listen to my orders, that can always change... but maybe you want it to change, eheh~"

Lusinafyx shook her head back and forth and struggled to speak once more. "N- no no no! S- sorry! I'll do exactly what you asked!"

"That's a good girl then! You just eat one of every treat and write down what you think of them. I know a greedy girl like you can enjoy nearly anything, but try to really think about which ones are best, okay darling? I'll be back in an hour or so, I have some minor chores to attend too. Have fun!"

With that she slid out the door, leaving Lusinafyx alone in the spacious kitchen. In just a few short moments, Lusinafyx's attention was once again focused on the enormous cake, its frosting glistening in the pale light. She walked over to it, and tentatively stuck out a finger to scrape the tiniest bit of frosting from its surface.

Before she could make contact the door burst open, Shala's elongated neck stretching through it like a snake.

"Oh, I almost forgot! DO NOT touch that cake! You can sample everything else, but the cake is very special and not to be touched! Alright darling? Okay, now I'm really leaving. Tata~"

Bewildered, Lusinafyx stood frozen in place, her finger still inches away from the fanciful cake. Eventually she regained her composure, and turned back to the massive pile of sweets.

---

Another cookie passed between her lips and Lusinafyx chewed it in delight. She patted her chubby belly, now stuffed to the brim with a mountain of sugar, and let out a small burp. As usual, everything Shala made was delicious. She was struggling to pick out her favorite treats. How could she choose when everything seemed equally delightful? She didn't want to disappoint her master, but she didn't want to lie either. Rubbing her swollen gut, she began to wonder how much room she even had left. Her appetite seemed to be bottomless when Shala's cooking was involved, and she wasn't sure if that was due to some kind of demonic magic or simple gluttony on her part.

As she leaned back and let out another small belch, her eyes caught sight of the cake once more. That damnable, delicious cake. It had been taunting her this whole time, and no matter how hard she tried to shove it out of her mind she simply couldn't.

Surely Shala wouldn't notice just a tiny bit of icing missing, right?

Lusinafyx waddled over too the decadent dessert. It sat there so perfectly, just begging for someone to have a taste of it. Lusinafyx knew it would be grossly stupid to take a bite out of it, but she was dying for even the smallest bit. Slowly she slid her finger across the cake's surface, scrapping off a lump of icing so small it was nearly invisible, its purple colour blending with the shade of her bent finger. Lusinafyx quickly shoved her finger into her mouth to lick up the icing.

Unsurprisingly, that one insignificant bit of frosting was enough to tip Lusinafyx over the edge.

Her eyes shot open, shocked by the saccharine flavor washing over her tongue. Just one little bit somehow packed as much delight as a full-sized bite from a normal cake would have. It was overwhelming. Her eyes and mind glazing over with gluttonous desire, Lusinafyx shoved her face straight into cake and began to greedily engorge herself with its sugary bounty. The consequences of doing so were nowhere in her mind. All she could think about was eating. Eating more, more and more.

Despite her belly already being overburdened with cookies and cream for her previous binge, she suddenly felt ravenous. If she had been in a clear state of mind, she would know that this could not be attributed to mere gluttony either; her body was gurgling and groaning as a hex worked its way through her form, causing the sweets she had so greedily indulged in to spread their caloric payload in record time. Her belly had to make room for more cake, which in turn fattened her even further.

Her pear-shaped figure was further exaggerated by the new gains. Her belly swelled outwards not just with stuffing but also flab as the pounds packed on. The great pale orb grew so much that it was pushing her away from the counter, forcing Lusinafyx to shove her face even further into the cake. As she leaned forward her butt bulged out behind her, the two plush purple cheeks growing at a steady rate. Small rolls of flab on her back became more defined as her entire form bulged with blubber. Even her modest bust began to swell, straining against the small red top she wore. Her growing rump competed for space with thicker thighs, and Lusinafyx quickly found herself running out of space to sit comfortably.

Rising from the cake, face covered in frosting and still dazed from mindless gluttony, Lusinafyx let out a loud belch. Looking down at the cake, she saw that she had made a complete mess of it. The once perfect and immaculate dessert had now toppled over and spilled across the counter. The appearance of the cake was of no concern to Lusinafyx; what did concern her was that she could no longer reach it. An overgrown gut prevented her from shoving her plump face into the ruined remains of frosting and batter. Her plush arms lazily stretched outwards, grabbing whatever scraps and crumbs they could. She licked her limbs up and down, slopping off every last bit of icing she could find. When there was nothing left within her reach, she let out a long moan of despair. She desperately wanted more, but to continue her consumption she would need to get off her bulging buttocks.

A frustrated grunt escaped her lips as she slowly rose from her seat. Staring at the crumbling cake with a maddening hunger, Lusinafyx began to clamber on top of the counter. It was an enormous undertaking on account of her enormous gut, but unparalleled greed and desire fueled her movements. The piggish demon lifted her thick thighs onto the polished stone, and after scrambling for a few moments managed to heave her incredible bulk upwards. She flopped down onto her bulging belly and began to crawl forward, her still-swelling rear now wigging about in the air. Once again she shoved her face straight into the cake, making a complete pig of herself.

As she gobbled more and more, she steadily swelled fatter and fatter. But now, after having snarfed down at least two-thirds of the once-enormous confection, her body was undergoing different changes. The layers of frosting covering her body as a result of her ravenous consumption began to grow thicker. They stuck to her skin and began to sink into it. as if she was merging with the cake she was so greedily gulping down. Her silver hair clumped up into thick strands that reflect the light of the kitchen. It was obvious what was happening, but Lusinafyx paid no attention to her growing weight or changing form. All that was on her mind was delicious cake, even as she was starting to become one.

For the moment, she was still in an oblivious rapture. Even as her body grew so large it tore her clothes asunder, she gave little thought to anything other than eating more. Her flab wiggled and wobbled as she shuffled around on all fours. However, all that loose blubber was starting to stiffen as it was converted to thick batter. Her freckled skin grew spongy before waves of frosting stretched over it. She felt her limbs beginning to grow stiff and cumbersome. Without even thinking about it, she rose from her piggish posture and looked around lazily. Falling back onto her fat rump, which now stained the counter with streaks of purple frosting, she glanced at her body in confusion. Part of her knew there was something wrong here, but she wasn't sure what it was. She felt compelled to sit cross-legged, and her body mindlessly complied. As she drew her legs inwards her ponderous gut squashed on top of them, and the layers of fat and frosting coating her began to merge together.

Her body was awash in strange feelings as her form continued to change. Her mind was breaking free from its sugar high, the taste of cake finally fading from her mouth. Suddenly, Lusinafyx realized what she had done, and what the consequences of it appeared to be. She opened her mouth to let out a shriek, but instead a thunderous belch erupted from her gullet.

"Tsk tsk, I gave you one rule and you broke it. What a naughty little girl you've been darling~"

Lusinafyx craned her neck backwards, no easy task given it was slowly being absorbed into her chest. Behind her, the wicked figure of Shalahala stood, her hands crossed and a sadistic grin spread across her face. Her single eye squinted with glee, clearly amused with her foolish apprentice's shameful indulgence. Lusinafyx blushed heavily, ashamed of her actions and afraid of the coming changes. She tried to turn around, but found that her legs refused to move. Looking down, she realized she didn't have legs; her lowerbody had swollen out into a round cylinder, the heavy base of a layered cake.

Tears welled up in her eyes and she tried to plead with her master desperately, "Please Miss Shala! I'm *urp* s- sorry I *hic* ughhh... just h- help me, p- please!"

Shala rolled her eye and slid over to her whimpering apprentice, who was beginning to shrink down as her form still grew wider.

"Darling darling... what ever do you mean? You're getting exactly what you want, whether you realize it or not... "

Lusinafyx continued to sob, but Shala's words gave her pause. She looked up at the demon and felt the gaze of her single enormous eye pierce into her soul.

"Remember what I said during your first lesson? How transformation depends greatly upon the mental state of the victim?"

Shala swirled a single spindly finger around on the counter, scooping up some of the stray bits of frosting. She brought it up to Lusinafyx's face, who reverted back to her gluttonous haze at the sight of it. She tried to reach her arms forward to take it for herself, but found they refused to budge from her side. They were being rapidly absorbed into her growing form as her upperbody swelled into a cylinder to match the one her bottom had become. She whimpered at the thought, but Shala simply shoved her finger even closer to her face. Finally within reach, Lusinafyx began to lap up the frosting like it was precious lifeblood.

"You knew this would happen. You knew if you ate that cake you'd be the one to replace it. You might like to pretend you didn't, but you're not that dumb. You just deluded yourself, letting your gluttonous urges get the better of you."

Lusinafyx didn't know how to respond to this. She sat in silent shame as she felt her transformation nearing its completion. Her arms were swallowed up completely, nothing but tiny little hands left sticking out of the side of her body. Her hooves even began to swell and bulge as the transformation engulfed her completely.

"You stuffed your face like greedy pig, thinking only about how good the food was. It didn't matter what would happen as a result. You just wanted to eat my delicious dessert. But you know darling... I can tell you're not really upset with this. I can tell that part of you is enjoying this... "

Enjoying this? How could she enjoy this madness? Sure, she no longer felt terribly afraid after having experienced this multiple times. Sure, she was overcome with odd feelings that she couldn't quite understand. But there's no way she was actually... excited... was there?

Lusinafyx bit her lip with her buck teeth, her face blushing red with embarrassment. As she stared down at her body, she gazed at the small mounds her breasts had been reduced too. Tiny blueberries bulged out of them, and further down where her hooves once stuck out were a large and plump pair of berries. She'd become a blueberry cake, not as massive as the one she'd consumed but still a decadent dessert. She felt Shala gently push her plush form onto one her serving plates, which she now fit on perfectly.

"Eheheh~ You don't have to admit it now, but I think we both know you're growing fond of these transformations. Don't worry; this will be good for you going forward. But for noooooow..."

Shala took out a spray can and applied decorative squirts of icing to Lusinafyx's top. Carefully she placed plump blueberries atop each one. She then took a knife and spread frosting around the base of each cylinder Lusinafyx's body had divided into. When this was done, Lusinafyx had completed her transformation from demon to dessert. She continued to sit in shameful silence, her only movement the nervous flexing of her hands as she tried to comprehend the thoughts racing through her mind.

Shala let a light chuckle, pleased with how the dessert was shaping up. She snapped her fingers and created a little flame between them. The small flame was brought up to Lusinafyx's horns, which over the course of her transformation had turned into a pair of decorative candles. The small wicks caught fire and illuminated Lusinafyx's frosting covered head. Shala let out yet another chuckle and lifted the plate holding the cake up into the air with a single one her over-sized hands.

"Well darling, you look utterly delicious! You might not be as big as the cake you so greedily gobbled up, but I'm sure you will be much sweeter. And you're going to be the center of attention at dessert! Won't that be just... wonderful? EYEHEHEHEHE!"

Shalahala was laughing wildly now, but Lusinafyx didn't notice. She was still lost in her thoughts. Lost in feelings of shame, guilt, embarrassment.... and much to her confusion, excitement...

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(bbw weight gain, stuffing, food transformation, demon nonsense)

Visions of sugary sweets and echoes of maniacal cackling flooded Lusinafyx's dreams. The chubby pale-purple demon tossed and turned in her bed, mind plagued by the bizarre experiences she had been forced to undertake. Ever since she had applied for training as a succubus, she had become the favored object of torment in her new masters' eyes. The shapeshifter Shalahala had taken a particular liking to the homely girl, and so Lusinafyx found herself subjected to many bizarre and outlandish transformations.

Every lesson she partook in went the same way; she would be presented with a variety of sweets, which she would then greedily indulge in. Then she would find her body morphing into the very dessert she had just consumed. Even having recognized this pattern, she felt powerless to resist it. How could she defy the will of her new master? She would continue to scarf down sugary delights, even as she felt herself swelling up into a puffy little treat. Her body would bulge with fat which would turn to dough or cream, her form becoming bloated and heavy. The world around her would grow as she shrunk down to the size of a proper dessert. She was helpless, nothing but a sweet little delight, a plump pastry meant to be consumed and enjoyed...

Lusinafyx let out a distressed moan in her slumber, her mind filled with conflicting feelings. The terror of becoming food was still fresh in her mind... but the impact of it had diminished. After having been eaten multiple times now, only to wake up in her bed as if nothing had occurred, she no longer felt overwhelming fear and despair at the prospect of it. She wasn't sure what she felt now. It was all so strange; thinking about being a bloated ball of sugar and cream, fated to end up on a dining plate. It should always feel like a nightmare, but more and more it was starting to feel like... something else.

At that particular moment however, all Lusinafyx felt was a throbbing pain as she clumsily rolled off her bed and smacked against the marble floors of the manor. Jolted from her distressing slumber, Lusinafyx wearily rubbed her eyes and looked around the room. Every time she awoke to find herself in this strange abode rather than her previous squalid dwellings, she felt like she was still sleeping. Everything that occurred in her life recently felt like some cruel yet wonderful dream.

"Are you alright darling? That was quite a nasty tumble, though I imagine your head is dense enough that you're just fine, eheheh~"

Lusinafyx turned around to see the spindly form of Shalahala standing in the oversized doorway. Her thin mouth twisted into a cruel grin, as it often did, and she let out a small chuckle at the sight of her confused apprentice. "Forgive me darling, you seemed like you were having such a lovely dream I didn't want to disturb your slumber! But no more dreams now, I need you to come down to the kitchen right away! There's some very... important... work for you to do today, eheheheh~"

With another wicked chuckle, Shala turned around and bounded down the hallway, her body twisting and contorting in strange manners as she hummed a disconcerting tune to herself.

Lusinafyx rubbed her eyes and thought about what she had just heard. Pleasant dream? How could what she had been experiencing be considered pleasant. She shook her head, dismissing the comment as more of Shala's cruel nonsense. She stretched her pudgy limbs out and walked over to her dresser. Gazing at her freckled face in the mirror, she thought about what events might transpire today.

Then she remembered that she was headed to the kitchen, and immediately her heart sank and her stomach turned. She wasn't so dense as to not know what that meant.

---

Silverware clattered and dishes rattled as Shala flung her lanky form across the kitchen. She was preparing a buffet of deserts containing all variety of sweets. Macaroons, cannolis, eclairs, wafers; any kind of treat could be found there, along with several strange confections of her own making. She so wrapped up in her baking that she didn't even notice Lusinafyx slowly trudge into the kitchen, a forlorn look on her face.

She gazed around the ornate room, her eyes drawn to the plethora of sweets sitting on the counter. Her mouth drooled just at the sight of it. Shalahala's capacity for cruelty was matched only by her ability to cook. If there was one silver lining to Lusinafyx's position, it was that she got to indulge in these amazing treats to her hearts content. Even if it did always seem to end with her turning into one of them.

She let out a sigh and turned her gaze to the end of the counter, and was greeted by a sight that jolted her awake. Before her was a truly decadant cake, a multi-layered tower of saccharine wonder. It was coated in various shades of purple icing and decorated with fanciful white swirls of cream. Lusinafyx's chubby stomach let out a loud rumble, a long tongue lolling out of her mouth as she began to drool. She thought about devouring the entire cake herself. Savoring every last bite of it and getting to indulge in every sweet little crumb.

She was broken out of her fantasy by an enormous red hand snapping repeatedly in her face. She turned around to see Shala mere inches away. Lusinafyx let out a small gasp and clumsily fell onto her plump rump in confusion, prompting Shala to let out another wicked chuckle.

"Impressed darling? That's going to be the centerpiece of the little banquet I'm whipping up. I think it came out wonderfully... well, as wonderful as any plain old dessert can be anyways. Would be better if it was made out of someone, don't you agree?"

Lusinafyx felt the blood drain from her face, and she began to stutter and stammer as she backed away from Shala and her extravagant confection in a nervous panic. This prompted the elder demon to let out a wild laugh, clearly amused by the young girl's fear.

"Eyeheheh, I'm only teasing you dear! There's no need to be afraid! Believe it or not, but I don't have any plans to transform you today. I just want you to do some taste testing for me. You see, only the best of these treats can go to the party I'm catering for. So I want you to help me pick out the ones that will truly shine!"

She motioned her enormous hands towards the pile of sweets on the adjacent counter, prompting Lusinafyx to stumble over to them. She stared at the bounty of sugar with anticipation and apprehension, and finally mustered enough of her nerves to speak up.

"Y- you want me to just taste this? Y- you're just going to transform me again if I eat this, aren't you?" she barely managed to stammer out the words, and what little confidence she had quickly drained away when she saw Shala's thin grin suddenly flip into a stern frown.

"Now now darling, don't accuse me of trickery. I said you weren't on the menu today and I meant it. But if you don't listen to my orders, that can always change... but maybe you want it to change, eheh~"

Lusinafyx shook her head back and forth and struggled to speak once more. "N- no no no! S- sorry! I'll do exactly what you asked!"

"That's a good girl then! You just eat one of every treat and write down what you think of them. I know a greedy girl like you can enjoy nearly anything, but try to really think about which ones are best, okay darling? I'll be back in an hour or so, I have some minor chores to attend too. Have fun!"

With that she slid out the door, leaving Lusinafyx alone in the spacious kitchen. In just a few short moments, Lusinafyx's attention was once again focused on the enormous cake, its frosting glistening in the pale light. She walked over to it, and tentatively stuck out a finger to scrape the tiniest bit of frosting from its surface.

Before she could make contact the door burst open, Shala's elongated neck stretching through it like a snake.

"Oh, I almost forgot! DO NOT touch that cake! You can sample everything else, but the cake is very special and not to be touched! Alright darling? Okay, now I'm really leaving. Tata~"

Bewildered, Lusinafyx stood frozen in place, her finger still inches away from the fanciful cake. Eventually she regained her composure, and turned back to the massive pile of sweets.

---

Another cookie passed between her lips and Lusinafyx chewed it in delight. She patted her chubby belly, now stuffed to the brim with a mountain of sugar, and let out a small burp. As usual, everything Shala made was delicious. She was struggling to pick out her favorite treats. How could she choose when everything seemed equally delightful? She didn't want to disappoint her master, but she didn't want to lie either. Rubbing her swollen gut, she began to wonder how much room she even had left. Her appetite seemed to be bottomless when Shala's cooking was involved, and she wasn't sure if that was due to some kind of demonic magic or simple gluttony on her part.

As she leaned back and let out another small belch, her eyes caught sight of the cake once more. That damnable, delicious cake. It had been taunting her this whole time, and no matter how hard she tried to shove it out of her mind she simply couldn't.

Surely Shala wouldn't notice just a tiny bit of icing missing, right?

Lusinafyx waddled over too the decadent dessert. It sat there so perfectly, just begging for someone to have a taste of it. Lusinafyx knew it would be grossly stupid to take a bite out of it, but she was dying for even the smallest bit. Slowly she slid her finger across the cake's surface, scrapping off a lump of icing so small it was nearly invisible, its purple colour blending with the shade of her bent finger. Lusinafyx quickly shoved her finger into her mouth to lick up the icing.

Unsurprisingly, that one insignificant bit of frosting was enough to tip Lusinafyx over the edge.

Her eyes shot open, shocked by the saccharine flavor washing over her tongue. Just one little bit somehow packed as much delight as a full-sized bite from a normal cake would have. It was overwhelming. Her eyes and mind glazing over with gluttonous desire, Lusinafyx shoved her face straight into cake and began to greedily engorge herself with its sugary bounty. The consequences of doing so were nowhere in her mind. All she could think about was eating. Eating more, more and more.

Despite her belly already being overburdened with cookies and cream for her previous binge, she suddenly felt ravenous. If she had been in a clear state of mind, she would know that this could not be attributed to mere gluttony either; her body was gurgling and groaning as a hex worked its way through her form, causing the sweets she had so greedily indulged in to spread their caloric payload in record time. Her belly had to make room for more cake, which in turn fattened her even further.

Her pear-shaped figure was further exaggerated by the new gains. Her belly swelled outwards not just with stuffing but also flab as the pounds packed on. The great pale orb grew so much that it was pushing her away from the counter, forcing Lusinafyx to shove her face even further into the cake. As she leaned forward her butt bulged out behind her, the two plush purple cheeks growing at a steady rate. Small rolls of flab on her back became more defined as her entire form bulged with blubber. Even her modest bust began to swell, straining against the small red top she wore. Her growing rump competed for space with thicker thighs, and Lusinafyx quickly found herself running out of space to sit comfortably.

Rising from the cake, face covered in frosting and still dazed from mindless gluttony, Lusinafyx let out a loud belch. Looking down at the cake, she saw that she had made a complete mess of it. The once perfect and immaculate dessert had now toppled over and spilled across the counter. The appearance of the cake was of no concern to Lusinafyx; what did concern her was that she could no longer reach it. An overgrown gut prevented her from shoving her plump face into the ruined remains of frosting and batter. Her plush arms lazily stretched outwards, grabbing whatever scraps and crumbs they could. She licked her limbs up and down, slopping off every last bit of icing she could find. When there was nothing left within her reach, she let out a long moan of despair. She desperately wanted more, but to continue her consumption she would need to get off her bulging buttocks.

A frustrated grunt escaped her lips as she slowly rose from her seat. Staring at the crumbling cake with a maddening hunger, Lusinafyx began to clamber on top of the counter. It was an enormous undertaking on account of her enormous gut, but unparalleled greed and desire fueled her movements. The piggish demon lifted her thick thighs onto the polished stone, and after scrambling for a few moments managed to heave her incredible bulk upwards. She flopped down onto her bulging belly and began to crawl forward, her still-swelling rear now wigging about in the air. Once again she shoved her face straight into the cake, making a complete pig of herself.

As she gobbled more and more, she steadily swelled fatter and fatter. But now, after having snarfed down at least two-thirds of the once-enormous confection, her body was undergoing different changes. The layers of frosting covering her body as a result of her ravenous consumption began to grow thicker. They stuck to her skin and began to sink into it. as if she was merging with the cake she was so greedily gulping down. Her silver hair clumped up into thick strands that reflect the light of the kitchen. It was obvious what was happening, but Lusinafyx paid no attention to her growing weight or changing form. All that was on her mind was delicious cake, even as she was starting to become one.

For the moment, she was still in an oblivious rapture. Even as her body grew so large it tore her clothes asunder, she gave little thought to anything other than eating more. Her flab wiggled and wobbled as she shuffled around on all fours. However, all that loose blubber was starting to stiffen as it was converted to thick batter. Her freckled skin grew spongy before waves of frosting stretched over it. She felt her limbs beginning to grow stiff and cumbersome. Without even thinking about it, she rose from her piggish posture and looked around lazily. Falling back onto her fat rump, which now stained the counter with streaks of purple frosting, she glanced at her body in confusion. Part of her knew there was something wrong here, but she wasn't sure what it was. She felt compelled to sit cross-legged, and her body mindlessly complied. As she drew her legs inwards her ponderous gut squashed on top of them, and the layers of fat and frosting coating her began to merge together.

Her body was awash in strange feelings as her form continued to change. Her mind was breaking free from its sugar high, the taste of cake finally fading from her mouth. Suddenly, Lusinafyx realized what she had done, and what the consequences of it appeared to be. She opened her mouth to let out a shriek, but instead a thunderous belch erupted from her gullet.

"Tsk tsk, I gave you one rule and you broke it. What a naughty little girl you've been darling~"

Lusinafyx craned her neck backwards, no easy task given it was slowly being absorbed into her chest. Behind her, the wicked figure of Shalahala stood, her hands crossed and a sadistic grin spread across her face. Her single eye squinted with glee, clearly amused with her foolish apprentice's shameful indulgence. Lusinafyx blushed heavily, ashamed of her actions and afraid of the coming changes. She tried to turn around, but found that her legs refused to move. Looking down, she realized she didn't have legs; her lowerbody had swollen out into a round cylinder, the heavy base of a layered cake.

Tears welled up in her eyes and she tried to plead with her master desperately, "Please Miss Shala! I'm *urp* s- sorry I *hic* ughhh... just h- help me, p- please!"

Shala rolled her eye and slid over to her whimpering apprentice, who was beginning to shrink down as her form still grew wider.

"Darling darling... what ever do you mean? You're getting exactly what you want, whether you realize it or not... "

Lusinafyx continued to sob, but Shala's words gave her pause. She looked up at the demon and felt the gaze of her single enormous eye pierce into her soul.

"Remember what I said during your first lesson? How transformation depends greatly upon the mental state of the victim?"

Shala swirled a single spindly finger around on the counter, scooping up some of the stray bits of frosting. She brought it up to Lusinafyx's face, who reverted back to her gluttonous haze at the sight of it. She tried to reach her arms forward to take it for herself, but found they refused to budge from her side. They were being rapidly absorbed into her growing form as her upperbody swelled into a cylinder to match the one her bottom had become. She whimpered at the thought, but Shala simply shoved her finger even closer to her face. Finally within reach, Lusinafyx began to lap up the frosting like it was precious lifeblood.

"You knew this would happen. You knew if you ate that cake you'd be the one to replace it. You might like to pretend you didn't, but you're not that dumb. You just deluded yourself, letting your gluttonous urges get the better of you."

Lusinafyx didn't know how to respond to this. She sat in silent shame as she felt her transformation nearing its completion. Her arms were swallowed up completely, nothing but tiny little hands left sticking out of the side of her body. Her hooves even began to swell and bulge as the transformation engulfed her completely.

"You stuffed your face like greedy pig, thinking only about how good the food was. It didn't matter what would happen as a result. You just wanted to eat my delicious dessert. But you know darling... I can tell you're not really upset with this. I can tell that part of you is enjoying this... "

Enjoying this? How could she enjoy this madness? Sure, she no longer felt terribly afraid after having experienced this multiple times. Sure, she was overcome with odd feelings that she couldn't quite understand. But there's no way she was actually... excited... was there?

Lusinafyx bit her lip with her buck teeth, her face blushing red with embarrassment. As she stared down at her body, she gazed at the small mounds her breasts had been reduced too. Tiny blueberries bulged out of them, and further down where her hooves once stuck out were a large and plump pair of berries. She'd become a blueberry cake, not as massive as the one she'd consumed but still a decadent dessert. She felt Shala gently push her plush form onto one her serving plates, which she now fit on perfectly.

"Eheheh~ You don't have to admit it now, but I think we both know you're growing fond of these transformations. Don't worry; this will be good for you going forward. But for noooooow..."

Shala took out a spray can and applied decorative squirts of icing to Lusinafyx's top. Carefully she placed plump blueberries atop each one. She then took a knife and spread frosting around the base of each cylinder Lusinafyx's body had divided into. When this was done, Lusinafyx had completed her transformation from demon to dessert. She continued to sit in shameful silence, her only movement the nervous flexing of her hands as she tried to comprehend the thoughts racing through her mind.

Shala let a light chuckle, pleased with how the dessert was shaping up. She snapped her fingers and created a little flame between them. The small flame was brought up to Lusinafyx's horns, which over the course of her transformation had turned into a pair of decorative candles. The small wicks caught fire and illuminated Lusinafyx's frosting covered head. Shala let out yet another chuckle and lifted the plate holding the cake up into the air with a single one her over-sized hands.

"Well darling, you look utterly delicious! You might not be as big as the cake you so greedily gobbled up, but I'm sure you will be much sweeter. And you're going to be the center of attention at dessert! Won't that be just... wonderful? EYEHEHEHEHE!"

Shalahala was laughing wildly now, but Lusinafyx didn't notice. She was still lost in her thoughts. Lost in feelings of shame, guilt, embarrassment.... and much to her confusion, excitement...