Office Outlaw

I scream. Not out of sadness, but confusion. Flour? Fondant? A hollow shell of vanilla sponge? I fall to my knees in the frosting-stained carpet, questioning everything. My dog runs to my side... his tail wagging, his bark familiar. I reach out, hoping, praying...


He’s cake too.

After many years of being a virgin.

I finally managed to land a girlfriend.

She loves me.

She does all the usual girlfriend things.

Until.

One day.

I go for a hand hold.

She melts in front of me.

She is a cake.