Otherworldly Dessert - Onahole TF
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DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea? Join the Discord Server. Maybe there is a giveaway so don't miss it! Psss the uncensored versions are there as well!Otherworldly Dessert - Onahole TFMarie was absolutely, completely, utterly fucked. She sat at the kitchen table of…
Marie was absolutely, completely, utterly fucked. She sat at the kitchen table of her shared apartment with her head in her hands, staring at the calendar on the wall that showed tomorrow's date circled in aggressive red marker. The semester evaluation. The presentation of her signature dessert was supposed to have been perfecting for the past three months. She had not even started. It was not entirely her fault. The semester had been a disaster of distractions that pulled her away from her culinary studies one crisis at a time. First, she discovered digital art and spent two weeks obsessing over a tablet she could not afford. Then she went through two relationships that ended messily. Then her mother broke her leg and needed help around the house. Now she was sitting in her kitchen at eleven PM with no dessert, no plan and no hope. She opened the freezer and grabbed the tub of ice cream, shoveling spoonfuls into her mouth as if it would somehow solve her problems. "Hey! That is mine!" Ali appeared in the kitchen doorway, her blue hair still messy from sleep and her blue eyes narrowed with annoyance. She was wearing an oversized t-shirt that barely covered her thighs, and even in Marie's panic, she could not help but notice how unfairly attractive her roommate was. "Marie, I specifically told you not to eat my ice cream!" "Sorry," Marie mumbled around a mouthful of frozen dairy. "Stress eating..." Ali sighed and sat down across from her at the table. "What is wrong this time?" Marie explained the situation in increasingly frantic terms, her voice rising with each sentence until she was practically shouting about how her entire culinary career was over before it even started. Ali listened patiently, which was very irregular considering Marie had just stolen her ice cream. "And the worst part," Marie finished, "is that I need something unique! Something nobody has ever tasted before! Something that will blow the judge's minds!" She licked the ice cream off her fingers and then, on impulse, grabbed Ali's hand and licked that too. "WHAT THE HELL, MARIE?!" Ali yanked her hand back. "Are you losing it?" But Marie was staring at her with wide eyes, a thought forming in her disaster of a brain. "Sweet. You taste sweet. Like... like blue raspberry and vanilla and something else I cannot identify." Ali's face flushed a darker shade of blue. "Marie... You are perfect!" "WHAT" Marie knew Ali's secret. Everyone assumed the blue hair and eyes were dye and contacts, but Marie had walked in on her roommate last month while Ali was in the middle of pleasuring herself with a dildo and instead of finding a normal girl she had discovered a translucent gelatinous form that jiggled and rippled with every movement. Ali was half alien, the result of some interspecies relationship she refused to discuss, and her body could shift between human and gel at will. "Be my dessert!" Ali blinked. "Excuse me?" "For the evaluation! You can turn into jello, right? Just lie down in a fancy dish and let the judges taste you!" Marie grabbed both of Ali's hands, her eyes bright with desperate hope. "Your flavor is out of this world, literally! I would get top marks for sure!" "That is insane." "I will do all your cleaning duties for the rest of the year." Ali hesitated. "The rest of the year?" "Forever... I will clean forever... Just please, please help me with this. If I fail it I will big in huge trouble!" There was a long pause while Ali considered the offer. She hated cleaning more than almost anything, and the idea of never having to scrub another toilet or vacuum another floor was genuinely tempting. "Fine... But we need a plan." They talked for the next hour, working out the details. Ali would take some sleeping tablets to make sure she stayed unconscious during the presentation, because she was worried about accidental reactions or moving if someone touched her. She would transform her hands and part of her legs into separate jello balls that the judges could taste, while her main body remained formed in a decorative pose. "What kind of pose?" Marie asked. Ali thought about it. "Sexy of course. If we are doing this, we are doing it right. I want to look like art." The next morning, they arrived at the evaluation venue with Ali hidden inside a large covered dish. Marie was vibrating with nerves as she waited for her turn, watching other students present elaborate cakes and delicate pastries while she prepared to unveil her alien roommate. Finally, her name was called. She wheeled the dish to the front of the room and lifted the cover with a dramatic flourish. Ali was magnificent. She lay in the bowl in full gel form, her translucent blue body glistening under the lights, her curves on full display as she reclined in a pose that was somewhere between classical sculpture and pinup model. Her massive jello breasts floated slightly in the liquid of her own body, darker blue nipples standing erect and visible through the translucent material. H
