Burning Fuse

The bakery was abuzz with activity, kids and adults walked around, picking out sweets and chatting with friends. There was no hint of negativity in the building, anyone who entered seemed to grow a smile that stretched from ear to ear. The building itself was quite large, the walls painted a midnight blue, dots that represented stars scattered all over it. Standing at the counter with a smile that would make the coldest heart melt stood Anonymous.

He wore a black suit and same colored pants, a red tie around his neck. Over it he wore a apron that had many types of batter on it, chocolate and vanilla mixed on it. He was handing out orders as fast as he was receiving them, but he never broke a sweat, calling out letters that seemed to be code for a specific pastry.

Anonymous, or as others call him, Anon, had been the owner of the bakery in the small town of Spill Coal. It was a small town that used to be a dump, filled with bitter, angry people. That was until Anon came into the town, and started to work at the local fishery. He seemed to never grow angry nor sad. He always had his smile on his lips.

After he had gained a great amount of money, he had bought a small building that looked like it would fall apart in a few more years. The townspeople watched as the building slowly looked like a reasonable piece of architecture. After another year, Anon had put up a sign on the building.

Life's Sweets

Eris looked down at all of the humans in the new town. She had been exploring the human realm for a while now, leaving her own realm to its devices. She had never been in the town, and was planning on relaxing in the chaos. but all she found was a town of happy go lucky people, not one of them frowning.

She found it very strange as, through her time in the human world, she had seen tons of misery and despair, anger and hatred. But this town was just happy and friendly, and she did not understand it. Slowly she made her way towards the place that seemed to radiate the most joy, a bakery. She looked down at her human form, giant breasts, wide hips, a man’s dream.

She stood at a tall 6.5, towering over most of the people there. After a while she was able to get into the building, and was hit with the smell of pastries that made her stomach growl. She looked at the large line that lead to a rather cute looking man, her large, full lips curving into a smile as, with a snap of her gloved fingers, everyone in the building, in the town, in the universe, was frozen.

All but Anon and her.

Anon looked around in confusion, his lips curved into a small frown, but only confusion showed through it. Slowly Eris made her way towards the confused man, her wide hips swaying with each step, her long, black and white hair flowing down her back as she leaned over the counter, breasts resting on the counter table and her eyes locked with his.

“Hello ma’am, how may I help you?” He suddenly asked, his smile back in full force. Eris expression donned Anon’s old one, confusion taking over her seductive look.

“Help me? Are you not, you know, scared or worried about the fact that you and I are the only ones who are moving?” She asked, tilting her head.

“Not really.” He shrugged, smiling as he reached into the display case, pulling out a jelly filled, chocolate frosted cupcake, holding it out to Eris. “Want one? First customer always gets a free sample.”

Eris looked at the cupcake with crossed eyes. Slowly she reached out, wrapping her long, delicate fingers around it cupcake, taking it from Anon’s grasp and pressed it to her lips, opening her mouth and letting her teeth sink into the frosting and jelly, unable to stop the small moan from escaping her mouth. “This is amazing!” She exclaimed, quickly devouring the cupcake with gusto.

Anon’s smile somehow brightened, taking out a pen and paper. “What’s your name ma’am? I’ll remember to have one ready for you if you decide to come back.”

“Silly, you won’t have to worry about remembering my name!” She giggled, licking off the remaining jelly off of her lips. With a snap of her fingers a large, blue vortex appeared next to her. Anon looked at it with a surprised expression, and let out a yelp as the women reached across the counter, pulling him out with ease.

“Because I’m taking you to my world~” She cooed, pulling him close so their faces were inches away. Anon’s cheeks turned to that of a fire as his shy nature seemed to come out, feeling the attractive woman's breath close to his lips. He was waiting for her to push him into the vortex that swirled behind him.

What he was not expecting was for the woman's lips to press into his, his eyes going wider than dinner plates. His heart beat faster as he felt the plump lips gently moving against his, the owner’s cheeks being as red as his own. Finally she pulled back, gasping as she looked at him with wide eyes, quickly shoving him away, right into the portal.

As soon as he entered the portal, everything was a mix of blue and white. His body felt like it was being pushed through a small tube, all the air being squeezed out of his body. He squeeze his eyes closed tight, his heart racing faster than a roadrunner on crack. He then let out a grunt as he felt his back crash into the ground, his head buzzing for a full minute before finally passing out.

Ever so slowly, Anon’s eyes opened, and was greeted by the dullest sky he had ever seen in his life. It was just a grey, emptiness. A few white clouds rolled by, having more color than the sky. Well, they were pink, so that was no surprise. Slowly he got up, groaning as his back popped. He then looked down at the strange, blue grass under him.

“What the…” He squinted a bit, “Did I hit my head a bit too hard?” He joked with himself. Slowly he got to his feet, shaking a tad as he felt the world around him spin. After a few minutes he regained his footing and made his way up the large hill he had found himself at the bottom of.

Soon Anon found himself standing on the top of the hill, and his lips curved into a smile as he looked over the village that was not too far away from him. It had random floating houses, paths that seemed to be made of soap, the pink clouds he had seen before clouded around the village, a few raining something brown.

"W...Where am I...? And why do I smell chocolate?"