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"They're actually going to eat me!" I cried in my own head as the commotion around me shook my sweet body. I could feel everyone's eyes on me, on my naked body, as the birthday boy stepped up with an enormous knife that glinted in the light. This was it; I was going to be sliced up and eaten, and I couldn't blame any of them. They had no idea that someone's soul was in the cake; how could they? But someone was in there, and it just so happened to be me.

My friend had been planning this party for a while, wanting it to be perfect for our other friend's birthday. To his credit, he did most of the actual planning himself, buying and setting up the decorations, booking the band, and even ordering the cake. But he asked me for a simple favor: to pick up the cake and bring it to the party, something that no one would think would change their lives forever.

I walked into the bakery, showing the guy my order number and taking the cake that was subsequently presented. I didn't expect the cake to have a picture of a nude anime girl on it, but I also didn't question it. I left the bakery, laying the box on the passenger seat, and taking off for the party. I realized I was going to be late, so I sped, breaking a few traffic laws just to make sure I would get there on time, but that turned out to be a fatal mistake, as I had to slam on the brakes to avoid hitting someone, and the cake slid off the seat and fell into the footwell with a loud splat.

"Shit," I mumbled as I pulled the box from the floor, hoping that it was still intact. My heart sank as I saw the frosting attached to the plastic window of the box, the entire design ruined. My friend had asked one thing of me, and I ruined it, my mind racing with ways to fix or at least explain what had happened. I opened the box to see just how bad the damage was when the cabin was filled with the noise of wind. I had no time to react as I was sucked out of my seatbelt and into the box in an instant, disappearing into the container.

I floated in a white void, my clothes gone from my body. I looked around, trying to find something, anything to give me a frame of reference where I was, but no luck. The entire world around me was nothing but white emptiness. Then, my body started to feel… strange.

Without warning, a terrible pressure emerged across my body, filling me entirely and changing my very being. I grabbed at long, blonde hair that appeared in my peripheral vision, realizing that my hands had grown thin and dainty. I felt my face shift, my bone structure change as my eyes grew wider and my cheekbones rose. A light, feminine moan left my lips as I felt my chest begin to fill with soft fat, untethered by any clothes and swinging free. My rear did the same, inflating with flesh that packed itself perfectly onto my newly widened hips. A terrible realization washed over my female body as I pieced together who I was, thinking back to the decal on the cake. As if on cue, the whole world started to taste sweet, my body slowly losing autonomy.

My hands moved against my will, cupping my breasts and exposing the nipples in a teasing manner. A big grin played over my face, betraying my true turmoil within my mind as I felt the world flatten. The void around me faded away, turning into the kitchen of my friend's house viewed from within a box with a plastic window. I had become the decal on the cake, a fate no one in history would ever predict.

"When did he drop this off?" I heard my friend say as his face appeared in the window, "And where'd he go?" I tried to call for him, to communicate in any meaningful way, but all I could do was sit there and wait for my inevitable fate. He removed me from the box, placing me on a large plate before presenting me to the amused crowd who thought that cake was funny. The humiliation was too much, and I welcomed the birthday boy with a knife, hoping that at the very least, I would make his birthday a little sweeter.