Cookie Monster Preview

Chapter 1

she would make cookies naked and there would be a surprise guest at times where the fans would vote for which kind of cookie. The one between her legs or the warm gooey ones on the tray. There wasn’t much difference between the two. She was already wetnl her swollen lips slick with anticipation as she rolled the dough made from scratch into little balls. (She had no idea who the guest would be, they voted and he signed off? Each was checked thoroughly for any potential diseases that could cause issues. After all, you can’t be too careful. There was a button for each guest to push before signing up that said “pick your poison” then gave you the option of “cookie” or “sex.”

This arrangement provided many benefits. He loved to watch. So did she. He loved the comment section. So did she. She loved both choices. She loved the mystery. She couldn’t decide if she loved the torture of feeding the “guest” all of the cookies and watching their tummy grow. Sometimes it was surprising who picked what. Perhaps the choices were misleading, but that was their problem not hers. Besides the look of surprise on a fit persons face as they were force fed all those cookies was somehow better. And sometimes those same ones would be back and somehow different. As if something was awakened. She wasn’t saying they changed physically but their reaction certainly did because they kept making the same choice. Or maybe that was wishful thinking on her part and they were just careless.

Sometimes it was a person with a nice little starter belly. Sometimes it was someone who had clearly eaten their fair share of cookies in their life. They would be bursting out of their clothes by the end of it or even before that. She loved the soft fat against her. Sometimes the fans were given another vote. Those were expensive videos. It required another whole round of paperwork to be included as they picked “guests.” The choice was “guest” or “baker.” Once again it was a bit ambiguous in what would happen. She did not get to see what was picked. Neither did he until it came up on the screen.