Good enough to eat

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She was from the land of sweets, what humans would call "candyland" the place where inspiration for all things sweet came. There was a problem, things had suddenly gone sour, and not in the good way. The milky rivers were sour, the powdered sugar was clumpy, and the chocalate river was far too bitter and ot enough sweet. The weather had gone wierd, with rain falling so hard as to dissolve many of the sugary plants. The leaders of the various realms met, and after much deliberation and consultation it was discovered that the sugar babies that were the source of most things sweet, had vanished from the cradle of chocolate.

Prophesies were gone through and in the end Candy Cane was sent to the mortal realm in search of a new source for sugar babies. Candy was created in the land of sweets and is innocent of the perils of the real world. Her appearance mimicked mortals, with fine strands of red licorice for hair, her body partly flesh partly sweet essense.


I do have a vision, but am okay with diverting from this, consider this is sweet and punny adventure.

 

[HalfCircleMoon]

Character:
Preston Adams
age: 24
Height: 5'10
Weight: 160
Hair: Brown and shaggy.
Eyes: blue-green

The oven on the timer dinged, and Preston rushed quickly to check on the cupcakes. The sweet aroma of the baked butterscotch batter filled the air.

"mmmnnn," he thought, inhaling deeply, "Damn, i'm good."

Preston ran and owned a small bakery on the corner of 14th and Wisconsin. Having just completed cooking school last year, he was persuing his dream of being a pastry chef.

The restaurant was called "Corner of Sweets" and was popular among the people living in the area. it was a more family oriented community, with many of his patrons being soccer moms, buying cookies and other sweets for their children. He loved his customers, but sometimes wished that there were more people his age.

The clock struck 11:00 PM, and Preston wiped his brow. It had been a long day, and he was just setting up the display case for tomorrow morning, when the ringing bell of the opening door caught his attention.

"Sorry, we're clos.." he started to say, until he looked up.

A gorgeous red haired women walked in. She smiled deeply as she inhaled the aroma of baked goods. Something about this woman seemed off. Preston couldn't put his finger on it. Sure she was stunning. But yet, there was something...

"must be more tired than i thoughtl." he told himself.

He waved his hand to get the woman's attention.

"Sorry we're closed now." he said. The woman's smile turned quickly to a saddened frown. When noticing her disappointment, he tried to recover.

"i'm sorry miss, but its awfully late. What brings a young girl as yourself to this part of town at this hour?"

 

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ooc:

If that was very differnet from your vision, and you would rather persue that course, then take it away. we can ignore the previous post then.

 

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"The smell," she inhaled her bosom heaving as she took in the sweet scent. Her garment which had shifted from a spun sugar shift to a more cottony dress clung to her full figure. "It's divine, what are you making?" her eyes were the color of dark chocalate and her skin shivered in delight at the scent. The warmth attracted her, all sorts of sweets were in licquid form in her world, both warm and cold, but something about this scent was different. Perhaps, she thought, he could be one of the legendary sugar daddies. Then again what would such a powerful creator of sweets be doing in this dreary realm?

 

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Preston could not take his eyes off this woman. They way her clothes wrapped tightly around her body. The way her breasts heaved with every word. She was the most gorgeous woman he'd seen in a long time.

Shaking his head quickly to snap from a trance, he smiled.

"I'm just making cookies, you like the way they smell? They taste even better."

He pulled a freshly baked cookie from the display case, and handed it to her.

"here, on the house." he smiled, as he watched her devour the cookie. "I have a special ingredient that makes them taste unique. Its actually a secret ingredient, so I'm afraid that I can't just tell you, miss."

 

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She smiled, her dress a delicate shade of rosey pink, and devoured the offered cookie. She smiled as she knew exactly what was in it the moment it hit her tongue. Evidentally it wasn't something most mortals could do, so she avoided blurting out the ingredients. She slowly licked her lips making them dewy. "I suppose we all have our secrets." She felt a strange appeal about him, and wondered what he tasted like. It was normal in candyland to offer one's wrist for a lick. Candy's personal taste varied according to her mood, occasionally sharp and cinnamon other times minty, or berry flavored.

"Do all things you make taste as sweet?"

 

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Preston was taken aback by the forwardness of this woman.


"Do all things you make taste as sweet?"

The words seemed to just slide right out of her mouth. His mind immediately thought of a million innuendo's he could make.

"stop it, Preston!" he told himself.

To the lady, he smiled, and politely said, "i sure hope so! You sure seem to like your pastries." he looked at the clock, now 11:10, then back at the girl in front of him.

"tell you what, why don't you take a seat over there. If you can keep it a secret, I'll let you sample some of the new things I'm working on."

He returned from the kitchen with a plate, piled high with brownies, cookies, cupcakes, and other assorted snacks.

"By the way, I'm Preston, and you are?" he said, offering his hand to her.

 

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She took a seat, only now revealing that she wasn't wearing any shoes, her pale perfect feet peaking out from the bottom of her dress. The smells were amazing it was like being surrounded by a warm mist in honeysuckle glen, yet subtly different.

She took a proffered sweet first and daintily devoured one before offering her wrist, "They call me Candy," she smiled and picked up a frosted item and licked the frosting with gusto. She had no idea how long the trip had taken, but she was famished, and each sugary item made her feel refreshed. She had finished off the plate before she realized why she was there.

 

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Preston gulped when he saw her bare feet. He pulled up a chair next to her, and watched her devour his creations. A smile of pride spread across his face.

"Candy, eh? thats almost fitting." he chuckled.

Sitting next to her, he got a whiff of her scent.

"gosh thats a good smelling perfume she must use," he thought. "who is this girl?"

He carried the plate away from her, and broguht it to the dishwasher.

"i'm glad you liked them, Candy." he said, shyly. "I seem to have a knack with pastries. heh, my nickname is cooking school was actually 'Sugar Daddy.'"

The clock struck midnight. He hadn't realized it was so late. Had she really been there for an hour already? Wow, time flies when you're having fun.

"or when you're with a gorgeous woman." he thought to himself.

Turning back to face Candy, he said, "so where do you live, miss? its late, can i offer to walk you home?"

 

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When he mentioned his nickname her body tingled, whether in some sort of recognition or a sugar rush she wasn't sure, but when the clock struck midnight it seemed prophetic. Could she have already found the sugar daddy? of course their was that murky part about making sugar babies. Surely he knew, but she didn't want to scare him, she had been warmed sternly about the perils of the mortal realm. Destiny or not, she needed to be cautious.

"Actually I just arrived and haven't arranged a place to stay yet." It seemed like the most bland answer, she wasn't quite sure why she would need a place to stay, as wherever you were that's where you stayed. She supposed he meant a place to rest, and doubted there were any puff pastry beds or pudding pools. She licked her lips again, a nervous gesture that reminded her that the usual rules didn't apply here.

 

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"no place to stay?" Preston thought. "That can't be safe for a girl at this time of night."

He summoned the courage to speak his next words.

"miss, excuse my forwardness, but If you would like, you may stay with me tonight. My apartment is right down the street, and you may sleep on the couch until the morning."

surprised by his won forwardness, he promptly added "i'll give you more sweets." and winked at her.

Something inside of him stirred. He felt some strange connection to this girl, who he had just met. Nothing in his life could explain this feeling, but there it was.

 

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She was still adjusting to her surroundings, besides who better to stay with thana self proclaimed sugar daddy, especially when he offered her more. "That would be sweet," she slipped off the seat and offered her hand to him. She was a little unsure as physical contact seemed to change him somehow. His eyes changed, his temperature increased, and a zillion other little changes that she was completely unaware of.

 

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upon touching her hand, Preston felt a change come over him. He had been with other women before, and was familiar with the excitement of flesch, but this was different.

He felt as though the room was suddenly hot, his pulse increasing and his temperature rising.

"this way, miss." he said nervously, as he led her out the door, and into the chilly night. Realizing the cold, he removed his jacket, and wrapped it around Candy, not wanting her to catch a cold. He then put his arm around her shoulder, and pulled her closer to him.

He felt her body heat through the clothes, as she was sure she felt his. Her scent was overpowering, as his desire for her grew. Something else of his began to grow as well, and Preston prayed she would not notice. His heartbeat quickened with every step, and with every beat, his need for her grew. His breathing increased, as upon reaching the door, it was all he could do, to throw her against the wall, and take her.

He tried to keep focus, knowing that she could send him over the edge, at any time.

"well...h..h.here we are Candy." he stammered nervously, showing her in. There's a couch over there, make yourself at home." He gestured over to a large sofa.

"excuse me just a minute, I'll be right with you." Preston dashed into his bedroom.

"dammit Preston, control yourself." he shouted, "praying that his erection would subside."

 

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She wasn't sure if it was normal for him to be so nervous, but she just smiled and watched him dissapear into a small room. Candy slipped her dress off her body, glancing down at her body, surprised at how her nipples had ripened into firm small gum drop sized buds. They were a strange pink red color and pebble as if they were sugar coated just like the candy they resembled. She draped her thin garment over the arm of the couch. It wasn't soft, or warm, or gooey, but she supposed it would do. She stretched, twisting her hair gently down her back before laying down. She wiggled and arched her back, trying to find a comfortable position before reaching for her dress and draping it over her body. Normally she slept on her stomach but her strange hard nipples felt wierd against the material of couch, and lying curled up on her side wasn't possible on the narrow confines of the couch. So she finally ended up laying on her back, the soft fabric of her dress draped over her nipples was far more soothing.

 

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Preston had finally calmed himself down. "she's just a lonely girl, new in town. Don't make a big fuss of it. Plenty of people have crashed on your couch before."

He headed out, to see how his guest was doing. And his jaw dropped when he saw her sprawled on his couch, naked under her dress.

"oh my god, Candy, i'm sorry!" he said quickly, averting his eyes.

"I didn't realize you were...were...um...well...you know." he said, blushing. still restraining himself from sneaking a peak. He cursed his male hormones, as the bulge in his pants rapidly came back.

"there's no way she doesn't notice now," he screamed to himself. "what will she think?'

 

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She sat up when he started speaking, "Sorry?" she was confused. She yawned and her arms stretched up over her head instinctively showing off her perfect full breasts, the pale milky flesh looking succulent in the light. "Have I done something wrong?" she softly asked, one eyebrow raised. He smelled different, not exactly chocalately, not exactly sugary, nor was it caramel. Her mind drifted between several sweet combinations. "Was I supposed to wait for that treat you promised?" She licked her lips reflexively wondering why he had such a strange look on his face.

 

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Preston couldn't take it anymore. He moved swiftly to the couch, and found her lips with his. His arms wrapped around her body, pulling her closer to him. He felt her nipples through his clothes.

"she tastes so sweet" he thought to himself.

He pulled back, looking her straight in the eye.

"Candy, I'm gonna give you a treat right now." he growled, as he wrapped his arms tighter around her, pulling her into him. The scent was more intense than ever, as he kissed her neck. She tasted sweet there too.

 

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He was acting even more strangely than usual and then he was next to her, she could feel the beat of his heart as his lips pressed against hers, and she parted her lips tasting him for the first time. His taste was unique and she could have spent hours savoring the feel of his mouth. He pulled away, and his voice was husky as he promised to give her a treat.

Her body felt strange as if she were anticipating a sweet sugar shower, or a dip in the warm chocalate falls. Then instead of pressing his mouth to hers he moved to her neck tasting her sweet skin. She felt as if he were somehow feeding off her and wondered if this was normal for mortals. She hoped it would lead to making sugar babies, and her body trembled in sweet anticipation.

"Your couch isn't the most comfortable place to rest," she whispered between breaths.

 

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Preston growled in excitement, as he picked up Candy, and carried her to his bed room. he lay her on the bed, and jumped on top of her. Once again, finding her lips with his.

He deepened the kiss this time, running his tounge along her lips, waiting for her to accept his.

His hands ravaged her body, as they finally came to rest on her breasts. He marvled at how perfect they felt, how they seemed to be the perfect size for his hands. His fingers played with her nipples, as his tounge invaded her mouth, tasting her utmost sweetness ever.

He heard a moan escape from Candy, as he felt her body respond to his.

 

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He picked her up easily and carried her to another room, and laid her upon a much softer surface and then covered her body with his again. SHe was unsure of his intentions but was enjoying tasting him, and being tasted. Her lips parted and she tasted his mouth in return and her fingers idly roamed along his shoulders and back, wondering about his clothing, as her body continued to respond in strange and exciting ways.

 

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Preston broke the kiss momentarily, to remove his shirt. Tossing it aside, he resumed his ravishing of Candy's body. Running his hand through her hair, feeling her breasts pressed against his chest. He heard her moan softly into his kiss, as his tounge explored her mouth, taking in every single bit of her sweetness.

He then began to let his kisses move. First down to her neck, following the nape, as he travelled south. Kissing between her breasts, hands cupping them, and rubbing the nipples. He could feel her body writhe with pleasure, as his tounge licked down, moving lower still. Down to her stomach, and still travelling.

 

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The sensations were strange, yet appealing, she wans't quite sure what was happening, but was unable to even consider stopping. Her body writhed in some unspoken need as she moaned sweetly. Her skin felt warm and the entire room smelled sweet. It was heavenly, even if he wasn't a sugar daddy it was well worth the experiece.

 

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Finally, his kisses reached her sweet spot. He first gave a slow wet lick up her slit...hearing a moan escape her lips. He repeated it again, feeling her legs thrash in response. His hands reached for them, and held them still, as he returned to his slow and steady teasing. One lick after another, up her slit, and just stopping short of her clitoris.

occasioanlly, he would let the tip of his tonue just touch the clit...but barely. Teasing her...making her want him.

 

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Her body responded strangely to the pleasant sensations, limbs moving erratically. It was all so new, and she wanted more even as her body felt electrified as he barely touched a certain sweet spot. she thought she was going to spontaneously explode into a cloud of sugar, or a pool of frosting.