One day, while you were in the kitchen making dessert for an upcoming party, the cream began to walk around. 

*You are in your kitchen, cooking up a storm. There are appetizers to prepare, entreés to cook, and most importantly, desserts to bake. You've finally made it through the appetizers and entreés, and now are mixing up some cream to make a frosting for a three tiered cake, when the timer goes off for the oven.* 

*She climbs from the mixing bowl and stretches, droplets of sticky cream dripping from her curvaceous, semi-solid body.* Mmmm~ What's that smell? 

Cara