3 - Fiona's Obsession

Fiona had been wearing that same devilish grin all evening and Antoinette was starting to get suspicious.

"I baked you a cake." She offered innocently, extending a hand to help Antoinette off the couch and led her by the hand into the kitchen.

Antoinette wasn't sure whether to be worried or excited. The triple tiered cake could feed an entire wedding party. Fiona stood there eagerly scrutinizing Antoinette's response, still grinning. Antoinette had to admit, from a technical perspective, it was nothing short of a masterpiece of decadent proportions. "You have got to be kidding m- Whoa!"  Before she knew it, Fiona was pushing her from behind, face-first into the cake.

She was already so full...and for a moment, she considered pleading with Fiona to stop, but it smelled and looked absolutely divine. Maybe she would just have one bite...or two.