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Welcome to the home of the Fetish Friends! 5 furry females, each with their own little "quirk"! Whether you like vore, inflation, goo-girls, messy stuff, ovulation, food stuffing or pregnancy, etc. there's something here for everyone! Have fun, and enjoy!

(WARNING: best read and pictured as sort of an episode of a cartoon... like, Animaniacs or SpongeBob, but much more mature... well, adult-oriented anyway...)

Patty Cake Baking & Delivery Inc. is notorious for high priced but delicious pastries and deserts (it's really worth it if you've got the cash though). But for someone who never likes to pay full price for things anyway, they're a little dear. For Gilda, they're "*censored, censored, and censored* expensive". Yet, every time a birthday rolls around, she tries every trick in the book to get one of these cakes at a "decent" price, but it always falls through...

Then one time, she actually sent in the required amount for an actual cake (it was Vanessa's birthday that time... not important, but I figured I'd mention it) and guess what! They actually had the nerve to send a return letter saying (exactly) this:

"Dear, Miss Gilda,

You've caused too much hassle for this company to take you seriously. We will not make nor deliver to your residence anymore due to your skimping of cash, and other money saving shenanigans.

P.S.

Speaking of which, we're also taking the money you sent us as compensation for your constant annoyance. Thank you, and have a nice day."

"WHAT IN THE BLOODY *censored* IS WRONG WITH THESE *bleeped for the safety of your ears* PEOPLE??? CAN THEY NOT BE BOTHERED TO SEND ONE *deleted* *also deleted* CAKE SO WE CAN HAVE ONE *wow she's got a dirty mouth for someone who lives in a bathtub* DECENT BIRTHDAY???"

Gilda was tramping around the kitchen in a furious tirade about this letter. And as well she should have been; it cost $50. She was getting to the point where her anger was causing her body to lose solidity, and was thus flinging bits of herself left and right when ever she made one of her overly emoted hand gestures... soon she didn't have much of a hand to gesticulate with.

"Please calm down Gilda," Inara, ever the voice of reason in these situations (if not a shaky one), was sitting on the couch facing Gilda, but crouching slightly below the back to try and keep out of the way of the flinging, "it... it was only $50... I, I mean... we make p-plenty of m-money..." (which reminds me, I have to think of jobs for these wonderful women... argh...)

"ONLY $50???" having nothing to follow this up with since she'd used every swear word she could think of earlier, she merely looked around, then grabbed her right boob and through it at Inara. She ducked, and it splattered against the couch before shivering a bit and then (doing whatever it is that dislodged boobs of goo do to move... in the past tense of course) back to its owner.

Suddenly, from behind a counter, Vanessa popped up (*jiggle, jiggle*... you know what I'm talking about... >.>) and snapped hir fingers.

"I've got an idea!"

Everyone turned to hir and waited silently for hir to continue...

"Isn't their cake factory whatever in Bigg City?"

"Yeah, so what???" Gilda responded.

"Well, I got a thing in the mail today that said that a cake factory type place in Bigg City was giving free tours today..."

Gradually, each of the girls started to get the same idea... and a rather sly looking smile...

"How 'bout we go pay them a visit... and we'll make up for all of those cakeless birthdays, hmmm?"

Gilda was literally smiling from ear to ear, and rubbing her hands together deviously... as were the others... they all knew that this was going to be GREAT fun... hehehe...

"Welcome one and all to the Flakey Bakery Factory, where we make many kinds of confectionaries for a handful of companies. The most notable being Patty Cake Baking & Delivery Inc. Now- blah blah blah blah..."

The guide was a raccoon male without any attitude (or personality, for that matter) at all, and was just about as interesting to listen to. Luckily for the girls (who were all at the back of the group, just itching to ditch them once they were where ever it is the products were made) they had been correct in thinking that this was the right place.

And again, luckily for them, it wasn't very long until they got to that place... and my what a place it was! Conveyor belts criss-crossed here there and everywhere, some carrying cakes to be topped, baked, whipped, packaged, or otherwise... and each of the girls knew exactly how they were going to go about their devious deeds... they weren't walking out of here empty!

Once the group left the room, the girls stayed behind and looked around a bit... no one else was in the room with them... just a lot of machinery making, baking, and, uh... caking... cakes... yeah... >.>

"Well ladies, you all know what to do! Get to it!" Vanessa pumped hir fist into the air to signal the others and they all ran to their respective targets... (and now, the story splits a bit to follow them)

*

Before anyone else did anything, Vanessa quickly found the stop switch to halt all of the conveyors. Everything else had switches on them for on or off, but all the conveyors were controlled by this one lever. With a good crank, Nessy pulled it into the off position and everyone got to work... or play... whatever...

****

Malina was the first to have a go, and she giggled ecstatically as she lept into the nearest wedding cake, icing and breast milk going everywhere! She played with it more than she ate it, and before she moved on she had some of it smeared everywhere, and was still giggling like a little girl at Christmas. Another wedding cake and a few smaller ones later, he belly was filling nicely, and she had left a large trail of cake and lactation along the stalled conveyor. She then saw a humungous cake and grinned wildly... withing minutes it had been reduced to a pile of soft cake, icing, and milk... and in the center lay Malina, sucking softly on the bride and groom decoration.

**

Inara, being the more nervous one, offered to watch the door. But she was only standing by it... her eyes were an that long, thick tube that was now continuously depositing a thick strand of icing onto an overflowing cake... she knew what she wanted to do, but she also knew what she volunteered for...

"Oh, don't worry about it," came Vanessa's voice from beside her, "There's no people here, so it's not like I've got much fun to be had..."

Inara looked up at hir, grinning in a very embarrassed, but extremely happy way.

"Are... are you saying...?"

"Yeah... I'll watch the door... you go suck on that tube and get as full as you can, little lady. After that fiasco of a birthday party last month, I think you deserve it."

And so, with a rare squeal of glee, Inara skipped over to the tube, removed it from its holder, and slid it into her throat.

The icing, of course, was wonderfully flavoured... oh so sugary, but not to the point of over doing it. A light hint of vanilla could be tasted as well, but this was all just... the icing, on the cake for Inara. No, she didn't care. All she wanted to do was feel her body growing, stretching wide with the sticky icing inside her. She looked up at the tube and saw that there was in fact a speed control for it. So she cranked it to "FULL", and she immediately felt the difference.

Her belly was first to fill out, rounding out nicely and fully. Second was her butt, going from pert little bottom, to huge, circular mountains of cream filled goodness, her tail wiggling back and forth in happiness as her eyes rolled back at the feeling. Speaking of mountains, her breasts were next on the expansion list, and they were growing quick. She went from Bs to DDs in only a few seconds, and her nipples were now hard as rock from all the pleasure.

She eventually got to the point that the conveyor beneath her broke; the force of her landing causing her to lose some icing through a couple of her orifices. Se was now even getting to the point of her cheeks bulging out, having almost no where else to fit the wonderful goo.

All too soon she was forced to release her self from the thing, else she would literally explode with joy. Unfortunately, this would be unrepairable, so she couldn't afford to risk it. She dislodged the tube from her mouth, spilling the icing all over her front and the floor (Malina rushed over and belly flopped into it all, still giggling all the while). She then attempted to stand, and waddled her way over to where Vanessa was standing.

"Tank... ou..." she said, trying her hardest not to release any icing while she spoke, though briefly.

"No problem, Ina. Hey, you're bigger than I am now!" And it was true. When fully inflated, Inara stood almost 10 feet tall and almost as wide. Inara smiled (or attempted to) at the thought of this, and quickly sat down before her legs buckled under the weight of her cream filled body.

*****

Premala, always being very hungry, was downing whole cakes left and right, shoving a Happy Birthday, Anniversary, Bah Mitzvah, or even the wordless ones down her throat almost constantly. Unfortunately, her belly couldn't stretch much further than it already was, so she couldn't each too many... but then she got an idea!

She found the biggest (plastic) cake box she could find and immediately stood above it. With a grunt and a push, she dropped as many eggs as she could, protective fluids spilling everywhere in the process. Once that box was full, she found another and attempted to empty the rest of her eggs into it. But she's not called "Ever-Pregnant" nothing. Though her gut was shrinking, she was quickly producing more eggs. This meant she'd have to fill ass much of the empty space she now had with cake, so she'd be able to eat as much as she wanted to. So, she got to work right away once again swallowing cake after cake, never bothering to chew (she took swallowing lessons from Vanessa... no need to chew...).

***

Now Gilda wasn't here for the food... well, she was, but she didn't want to eat it. No, in fact, she was here to steal it! She found a conveyor that was completely undisturbed and worked quickly. She held a random limb above the cake, and bubble formed. The bubble then released itself and fell onto the cake, engulfing it. It then shaped itself into a box, became very plastic like, and grew a tiny set of legs. It then hopped off the conveyor, and trotted over to Vanessa.

Gilda had enough of herself to carry many cakes, and eventually found herself walking away with more cakes than she had tried to buy for her friend's birthdays! And she knew exactly what to do with them... sell them for half the price that Patty Cake Baking & Delivery Inc. did! It was genius! They'd have so much extra cash!!! Think of all the CDs she could buy!!!

Anyway, she was now standing around Vanessa as over 20 full cake boxes of varying sizes, each with four little feet.

*

"So girls, are we all ready to leave?" Vanessa asked the group as Premala and Malina returned. Premala was carrying her boxes of eggs, and Malina was covered from head to toe in cake bits.

"Yeah! That was great fun! I wanna do this again!!!" Malina said, hopped up and down clapping and giggling. Premala gave a large burp and patted her belly. Inara would have burped if it would have released a lot of her filling.

"Well," Vanessa said, "I have one more thing I want to do... bring me a cake, a small decorative icing thingy, and Inara... you come with me..." Shi was grinning that grin again, and before you knew it, hir plan had unfolded...

See, shi was thinking of decorating a very special cake... a cake for the owners of this fine company... or for anyone who found it. What shi did was simple. First, shi removed hir special waterproof Polaroid camera from hir, uh... "pocket" (I'll let YOU decide what hir "pocket" is) and handed it to Premala to take a few pictures while shi did her thing, then put them on the ground face up. Shi then positioned and sqeezed Inara a bit at a time and used her belly button to decorate the cake with white icing from inside her. Then, shi burrowed a little hole in one side of the cake, and started to stroke hir male organ. Premala had fun photographing this particular part... and then, with a triumphant elephant trumpet, shi "lightly" jammed hir rod into the hole in the cake, and blew hir load into it. Shi had a very high "productivity level", so shi was able to fill the sponge-like cake pretty quick. Once done, shi pulled out, cleaned up, and used the decorative icing thing to write a "Sorry" note on the cake. Shi then slid each of the photos that Premala took underneath the cake, and grinned wickedly knowing what the reactions of the people eating THIS cake would be when they see how it was put together...

"Allright girls, we're done here!" Shi said, "Now lets get out of here before anyone notices who did this..."

And with that, some very satified furs walked out of a cake factory and back home to talk about this wonderful little... revenge story...

"WHAT IN THE HELL HAPPENED HERE???" The owner of the Flakey Bakery Factory (and also of Patty Cake Baking & Delivery Inc.) said as he saw the wreckage or what happened earlier. By the way, he's a rather... round weasel.

"It appears we were robbed..." said the raccoon fellow from the tour.

"Well NO *deleted* DUMB*also deleted*!!! HOW ARE WE GO- hey... now THAT's a nice cake..."

He walked over to the cake and saw the "sorry" note.

"Hmmph... at least they left us a sorry cake... god I'm hungry..." His belly rumbled as he licked his lips and took a large handful of the cake. He squeezed it and some of Vanessa's jizz dripped out.

"Hey, it's even got a filling!" He then shoved the handful of cake into his mouth, licked his lips and almost dove at the cake before devouring most of it. His little raccoon friend happened to see the Polaroid pictures sticking out of the bottom and grabbed them...

"Uh... sir... you might want to look at these..."

The last thing we see is the outside of the factory... the last thing we hear is the boss throwing up violently... stupid bastard...