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Steamed Buns

By: Shalmendo

© 2015

For: Cheery314(Silent-Hunter)

"Silent!" came a call. The Vanguard looked up from dusting some of the collected items his Master kept in a small display room in the basement. "Yes, Master?" He called back. "I want you in the kitchen." Came the reply. Silent wondered what his Master would want with him in the kitchen but figured he could cook very well with his four arms. He came upstairs and into the kitchen, still holding the four dusters he was working with. "Heh, you look cute in that outfit." the Gargoyle commented, speaking of the french maid styled outfit the Vanguard was wearing. "Thank you, Master, this one likes it!" Silent beamed, in his usual cheery manner. The gargoyle smirked, "Yes it's nice, but I need you to take it off. And set those dusters down somewhere too." Silent blinked, wondering what his Master had in mind but did as asked, putting the dusters down and taking off the dress and apron, as well as the head adornment, which he all put in a pile, "How's that Mas-" He found himself interrupted by a sudden flash of strange light. "What was tha...." he stopped. He was on a plain of hard square tiles, and as he looked up he could see the large black feet of his handsome Master, and up further at the gargoyle towering above. "Ah good." came the boom from above and he found himself quickly picked up in the strong black fingers, and placed on the counter. Silent looked around, "What are you doing with this one, Master?" The gargoyle chuckled and pulled out a 'flavor injector' syringe, "making steamed buns...." Silent found himself picked up again and the syringe end (without a needle) was suddenly shoved up into his rear. Silent gasped in surprise as the plunger was pushed and a strange liquid mixture started to fill his internals, "What...are you doing?" He asked, surprised. "Injecting a flavorful marinade. What, do you want a cooking show?" Silent shuddered, finding the sensation of the liquid spreading within him rather pleasant. Shortly afterwards he found himself placed onto a soft doughy surface, which turned out to, in fact, be dough. Flour and some spices were sprinkled in, causing him to sneeze a few times. "Don't sneeze all the spices away, Silent." came a gentle chiding from the gargoyle. Silent sniffled, "Sorry Master, all that stuff is making this one sneeze." The small Vanguard was dusted with more flour and then the gargoyle started to lift up and pinch the dough around the vanguard. Silent wondered if his Master was going to make some kind of 'vanguard in a blanket' and his own mouth watered thinking about how tasty that might be. He couldn't talk to the gargoyle anymore, since the dough was muffling him so strongly. Once the dough was pinched and packed tightly around him, the gargoyle picked it up, Vanguard and all, and dropped it into a steaming basket. Inside, the Vanguard felt a mild impact as he was dropped in. He was starting to get aroused, knowing he was going to be cooked somehow, and enjoying it.

Once the vanguard bun was situated in the steaming basket he put it into the pot where boiling water was already going and put the cover on. He then set the timer and went to go do something else while that ran. Inside, Silent felt it getting warmer around him. Being of a desert race he enjoyed the warmth, at least for awhile. As it got even hotter around him he started panting to manage his heat, instinctively. He figured he was being baked and toyed with himself slowly, enjoying the growing heat. Soon enough, the heat was at a boiling point, but more like a steaming point. Wisps of it were puffing in through the walls of the doughy 'prison' he was inside of. Those wisps of steam were painfully hot, but he didn't mind it, watching the walls of the dough cooking before his eyes, and forming into more organized patterns from the air bubbles that were trapped inside. As the walls solidified, he moaned as he panted more rapidly, his skin blistering up from the host moisture that was gathering inside the developing bun. He had wondered what it was like to be inside of a cake, and now he was getting a first hand view of how the dough chemistry changed during cooking. He was cooking as well, and soon he felt his body starting to swell up as his skin and muscles began to absorb the steam that was pouring in. He was becoming plumper, but not because of a sudden weight gain. Instead, his flesh chemistry was changing in response to the heat and swelling up from the stream. He could feel it working it's way in towards his vital organs and he realized his vision was fading as his eyes started becoming steamed and nonfunctional. He could also feel the marinade inside of him starting to work it's magic as his skeletal structure started to become more jelly like, and the flavors it contained were spreading through his interior. The steam was starting to sear him painfully and he couldn't help but stroke his aroused member more. He groaned, overcome by the myriad of sensations that were being produced in the steaming bun he had been wrapped up in. As his consciousness began to fade, he felt himself climax all over the interior, moaning in pleasure as his mind shut down, thinking about how his Master was going to chew and grind him inside of his big strong muzzle, and swallow him to be digested.

A few moments later, Silent reformed in the kitchen, swaying a little with the tiredness that always resulted from the effect. He yawns a bit, and saw his Master walking into the kitchen, "Have fun in there, Silent?" Silent nodded enthusiastically, "That was fun, Master!" The Gargoyle grinned, and zapped him again with the shrink ray. Silent gasped in surprise, not having expected to be shrunken again. The Gargoyle lifted him up, "Good, because I have a whole bunch more of you to make for the special conference we're holding in the holographic conference center." Silent couldn't help but grin as he was dropped onto another piece of flat dough and sprinkled with the same spices as before.