Power of Creation

Book 3: Chapter 19

Puri-puri

Hoku-hoku

Paku-paku

This is not what I had in mind when I said we could do anything as a date.

Hm? Elysa looks up, her mouth stuffed with food to the point where she cant even close it. IW Jwust whisch tche bawbee I gwet swhooo hwungry.

Hey, you dropped some cream on your boobs.

Mm? As she continues to polish off a sweet cream pastry, some cream lands on her cleavage, she somehow swallows everything in her mouth in one gulp. My hands are full. Can you get it?

You what do I look like, your bib? I reply wryly.

Elysa gulps down the food. Please, its all sticky.

Why is her chest suddenly look all shiny when she says that? Well, it couldnt hurt just to clean her up this one time. I dive into her chest, licking the cream from her cleavage.

Ah! watch out for my creampuff!

However, it was too late. I had gunned for the chest and her arm had lost its grip. Her creampuff goes spiraling to the ground where it explodes in a puff of white. When I finally pull back from her chest, shes looking at me with tears in her eyes.

Yy-you made me drop my creampuff.

Youre crying?

IIII caaaant heeeeellp it! Waaaaaaaahhh Im emotional from the pregnancy! Waaaaaah.

Ah, shit! Its okay baby, Ill get you another creampuff, I swear!

I hastily get up and reassure Elysa that Ill replace her creampuff with the best and biggest one shell ever have.

Itd better have extra cream! She sniffles in a way that comes off more like a child than a mother to be.

Itll be full of soooo much cream! I reassure here, running off down the hall.

Apparently, her desire was to visit a bakery she had loved as a kid and get free reign to order whatever she wanted. So, a spell later I found myself in Elysas childhood city, a small place not much bigger than Riun. Her first order had included half the bakery, and I'm now on the third order. I have to admit, for a fantasy world, their bakeries are surprisingly modern. No shortages of sugar or sugar products here. I even tried a creampuff, and they arent bad.

However, I realize as I approached the counter that my claim at giving her a creampuff better than the one she just had isnt possible. They could only fill them with so much cream, and they cook all of them in the morning, besides. If they had some special super creamy puff, it certainly wasnt on display. The only way I can give Elysa a creampuff is if I make it myself.

I grab a nearby plate, getting an idea. A few magic spells later and the creamiest creampuff ever conceived sat right in front of me, resting on a plate. I shuffled back over to Elysa, dropping the creampuff right in front of her.

Wow that is a big creampuff.

You bet your ass it is. I laugh.

I better cut it in pieces. Elysa pulls out a knife.

Nooo! I scream, pulling the knife from her hands. Rather, you got to grab the creampuff by both hands and then lick out the cream.

Really? Is that how?

Definitely!

Okay! Ahhh She stops and looks up at me standing right in front of her. Arent you standing a little close.

Nope.

Okay well anyway, Itadakimasu!

Who keeps teaching you girls these words?

She dives into the cream puff, licking out the cream, her tongue quickly running into something hard in the center. Her tongue flicks over it a few times as she tries to figure out what it is. As her tongue works its way through the creamy covering, she inspects the object inside. Its warm. Its long. It takes up about half of the creampuff.

Um is your cock in my creampuff?

No, my cock is the creampuff. Why, do you not like the taste?

Actually, quite. the opposite. It tastes. too good! as she spoke, she kept taking licks and nipping off the crusty outside bread.

Well, enjoy!

You Elysa tries to give me a dirty look, but she cant, so entranced by my cock puff.

Instead, she ends up on her knees, her tongue flicking up and down my cream covered member as she slowly nibbles her way down the shaft. She doesnt use her hands, not wanting to make them sticky. This causes tons of cream to fall down her chin and onto her chest. She becomes more vigorous as she goes, licks and nibbles turning into full sucking until her sticky mouth is bobbing up and down on my creampuff cock for all its worth.

Give me your cream! Elysa lets out a moan, while opening her cream-filled mouth to accept even more cream.

I deliver the promise, and when I'm done, Elysa is covered from face to chest in white stuff. Its impossible to separate the white cum from the white cream. Elysa is just an incorrigible, sticky mess. She licks herself up like a cat, trying to eat up all the creamy stuff that decorated her once delicate skin.

We also end up getting banned from that particular bakery.

Sorry, Elysa I apologize after the angry baker kicks us both out.

Its okay, I prefer your creampuff anyway. Elysa says while lifting her boob to suck off some creamy white stuff that was dripping into her cleavage.

You want another one already, dont you?

Elysas eyes brighten. Mm!

I return to the mansion and take her into her room, producing an assortment of pastries all over my body. Whip cream, cherries, whatever food I can imagine decorating my body with. By the time I'm done feeding Elysa, me and her are both very naked, and very sticky.

I take a bath before heading off to bed, leaving the sticky mess of cream, cum, and some milk that was my babys mama juice behind.

Lets see, tomorrows date Cindy? Well, it cant be any weirder than this one I hope.