Chris woke with a start as the tv clicked on. The young brown haired boy scratched his head as he groggily rejoined the waking world. He looked about to see Corey and Max going about their business in the kitchen. “mornin Chris”, Max shouted as he flipped through the channels on the tv. Chris groaned thinking about how he had been crashing on his friends couch for days now. Things had been going well with getting jobs with Mr.b. But getting your own place in Fur City was next to impossible. And no one was offering to room up. 
	
	“Its my turn for walkies Corey”, Max barked. Corey sighed as he pulled down the leash and collar. Max was giddy as Corey tightened the collar. Chris watched as Max quickly transformed into a tubby rottweiler. He barked a few times as he pulled on the leash. 

	“oh hey Chris, would you go and grab us some pastries from that new bakery up the street while I walk Max?”, Corey asked reining in his canine boyfriend.

	“yeah sure”, Chris replied pouring himself a mug of coffee. Chris quickly threw a piece of bacon on the floor near Max. Just like any dog he rushed to lick it off the floor. “why does he act just like a dog when you walk him?”

	“i have no idea. Make sure you at least get a dozen doughnuts”, Corey said before opening the door and being practically dragged out by Max. Chris laughed and figured to get started with his day. He quickly got dressed before heading out the door for the bakery. As he locked the door he did not see his wallet or the wad of cash Corey left for him sitting on the counter.

	It was always a pleasure to walk around Fur City. So many different people and things going on. He peeked in some restaurant where someone was being melted into a massive waffle iron. On a street corner some poor schmuck put his hand on a strange pink sticker as he waited for the light to change. He quickly turned into a curvy beauty eager to sell her ass on the street. That same individual got into some John's car before Chris even reached the intersection. Chris stared at the pink sticker, pulsing with pink light. He wondered if he dare touch it. Maybe start a new life as a ditzy slut. The thought passed as the light changed. He quickly ran across the street trying to forget about that damn sticker. As he passed the second pole he saw another one. “fucking prosti-stickers”.

	Finally he made it to the new bakery. Chris could smell the place a block away. It smelled of delicious food and warmth. It made him all the more eager to get inside and see what they had to offer. Inside it was a huge hussle. The place was jam packed. Chris quickly grabbed a ticket and waited for his turn at the counter. All sorts of people were eating all around him. He saw a rabbit couple practically melting as they ate some carrot cake. A bear gal devouring a honey bun. Some high class looking cats sipping tea. It was a really nice place. And the server girls were all cute. Wearing some strange uniform, like they were sweets to be eaten as well. He could swear he saw one with a small penis poking out from under their very short skirt.

	His watching was interrupted when his number was called out. Another cute server girl at the counter. “how can I help you?”. “can I get a dozen doughnuts, three honey buns, two dozen cookies, half a dozen cupcakes, three loaves of bread, and a chocolate milk please”, Chris ordered in a haze of hunger. As he moved down the glass case with the server on the other side he saw it again, a cock hanging from beneath the skirt. His own grew hard as he watched the sissy picked out his order. As the sissy passed him pieces of his order Chris just started eating as he examined the dainty thing. By the time he reached the payment counter he had eaten six cookies and three doughnuts.

	“That'll be 54.37 please”, the sissy told Chris. Chris shook from his haze and reached into his pocket. His heart sank as he didn't feel his wallet. Panic started to set in as he put the pastries on the counter and started to pat himself down to see if he had brought anything with him. The sissy as the counter quickly became annoyed and made a quick call to the back of the bakery. Before Chris could speak a word two of the sissies were on either side of him. They locked their arms around his and dragged him into the back. “wow, you guys are pretty strong”

	In the back Chris watched as sissies all over were being squished and pressed into more pastries, there was still normal baking going on. But the food the sissies made looked immaculate. Just behind Chris he could see the sissy that had helped him at the counter. S/he looked quite concerned. The bakery sissies holding Chris kicked in a pair of double doors and dropped Chris to the ground. The floor was thick with a layer of flour, Chris heard the sissy behind him enter aswell.

	“so, trying to get some free food eh?”, someone spoke from a dark corner of the room. Chris gulped as he prepared to plead his case, he could not go to the Fur City jail. Bad things happened there. 

	“no ma'am, I forgot my wallet”, Chris shouted as he thought about the horror stories of the Fur City police station, or even what you had to do when on community service (see max's toilet trouble). 

	“zip it. I don't care if you left your wallet. The problem is you ate the food before you paid for it. Now I cant trust someone like that. Creampuff get over here.” the sissy that served Chris approached the woman. “third time you forgot to not give the order to the customer before they paid. So long” a hand zipped out from the shadows with a fork clutched in it. The fork poked the sissy. Before s/he could scream she quickly started to collapse in on herself. Chris watched as she turned into a large cream puff. “someone will pay well for her. So that just leaves what to do with you.”

	“ill work off the debt! Please let me!”, Chris shouted it out before he knew what he was saying. He hadn't even thought to tell her to let him call Corey and Max to bring the money. All he could think about was those sissies. 

	“well your in luck, a position just opened up.” the woman laughed. As she did her hand shot out from another shadow with the fork. Chris felt the fork pierce his ass. 

	“you'd make a delicious strawberry shortcake”, the woman hissed. Chris gulped as he thought about being turned into a confection rather than a sissy. But he didn't feel himself shrinking. Instead he felt a comforting warmth surround him.

	From where the fork had pierced him the changes pushed out. The first wave of warmth burned away his clothes. The woman watched the show, enjoying it every time. The second wave thinned Chris down. The third thinned him down to a femmy shape. His cock had shrunken into a cute little sausage, his skin had paled and softened. The fourth wave expanded and tightened his ass and grew his hair. As his hair changed Chris' nose was filled with yummy strawberry scent. His hair color had changed to a ravishing red. The fifth wave burned delicious edible makeup all over his hairless body. The final wave dressed him in cream and cake and preserves. 

	Before the bakeress was a strawberry shortcake sissy. “now get out on the floor, I want you serving. And don't you dare cause me any trouble. Or you'll be joining cream puff here.” Chris gulped and rushed out of the room. 

	Getting his bareings he stood outside of the doors for a few minutes. He could feel a slight breeze on his ass and cock. The skirt was cut so short that the tip of his cock was poking out. Blush and embarrassment filled his face as he thought about people seeing it. The two sissies from before approached the dazed strawberry Chris. “mm, new slut caramel. I wonder what she tastes like?”, one of them spoke. “I'd love to give her a taste” the other replied.

	Chris was paralyzed with lust as the two started to feel all over him. One kneeling down and giving his little prick a kiss. The other closing in on his face and dragging her tongue across his cheek. “mm, strawberry” they both said in unison. The two stood and shoved Chris into a flour closet. His daze once again broken Chris tried to get out before the two entered. He instead received a sharp punch in the gut. Kneeling down Chris tried to get his breath back. But just as he did he felt something pushing against his asshole. The caramel sissy had gotten down and was pushing their cock against Chris' new tight asshole. “mmm, I'm gonna pop your sissy cherry strawberry”. Chris winced as Caramel shoved her cock in. “mmm, tastes like strawberries” she cooed.

	The other sissy took position in front of Chris, her cock bobbing in front of him. “suck it you strawberry slut”, she commanded. Chris thought to refuse, but found himself wrapping his strawberry lips around that sissy cock regardless. The two sissies pumped him hard before they came. Each slapping and insulting the new sissy. Chris couldn't tell if he loved or hated it. Finally they blew their loads into him. The extravagant taste of cream filled him as he was filled. All that cream quickly flowed to his chest giving him heavy DD cup breasts. “mm, the customers will like those” caramel said as she popped her cock out of Chris and left the closet. The other girl gave Chris a kiss and left aswell.

	Overhead an intercom blared, “Strawberry slutcake, get out on the fucking floor”. Chris quickly gathered himself as thoughts of being an actual dessert filled his mind. Chris saw a drip of cream running down his cheek, he eagerly licked it up. The new weight on his chest was a little difficult getting used to. But soon Chris got used to it. Chris reached the front and was greeted by a new sissy. “your gonna be serving in the fruit section. Get this order to table six.” she shoved a platter into Chris and started to assemble another platter.

	Chris tried to walk with poise in the fancy place. Stressed at seeing how all the other sissies moved without problem. The crowds and the heavy platter were another thing for Chris to conquer as he worked to pay off his debt. With only one minor calamity Chris made it to table six. Three of the most date rapeiest guys sat there eyeing the sissies. “hey gorgeous, why dont you have a bite with us?” one with shades said.

	“no thank you, here's your order”, Chris tried to sound as sweet as honey as he awkwardly placed everything on the table. He nearly dropped the tea pot as one of the frats got a handful of his ass. To Chris' surprise the touch felt wonderful, his skin had become as sensitive as it was soft. “let me give you a hand with that”, another opposite of Chris said. Instead of lifting the platter though each of his hands lifted up Chris' new tits. Blush filled his face as he was molested by these jerks, and the worst part was it felt wonderful. Their touch was electric.
	
	“why don't you have a seat strawberry”, one of the frat said pushing his chair out a bit. Lost in a cloud of lust Chris only nodded and sat down. Though something shoved up as he felt the frat's warm lap. His cock was shoved to the base inside of him. “damn strawberry, your tight”, he said as his two friends laughed and ate their food. All Chris could do was moan and gyrate his sissy ass against the frat's cock. His own cock rock hard, it didn't take long for Chris to blow his load. Seeing it about to happen one of the other sissies quickly held a pitcher in front of Chris' cock. 

	Chris moaned as he blew his creamy load into the pitcher. As he expelled cum, his tits began to shrink. Blowing all that yummy cream he had received into the pitcher. The sissy quickly turned around and poured the pitcher into someone's coffee. Chris could feel the warmth of the frat's cum in his ass as well. As the frat laid back Chris removed himself from his lap. Looking about wondering if he had caused a scene he found he in fact had not. As he started to return to the counter Chris noticed something odd, both the other frats looked a little thinner than when he had first seen them.

	Chris quickly grabbed a napkin and wiped the cum from between his sissy pussies cheeks as he returned to the counter. The cum he had received quickly enchaining his chest. Another order was quickly shoved into Chris' arms. A massive honey bun. Chris laughed thinking it would have been insane if Mr.b was the one that had ordered this. Looking at the number Chris saw who was sitting at table eight. His heart nearly dropped out of his skirt as he saw a massive bear frame. Chris thought there was no way Mr.b was in a place like this. Sweat started to form on his brow as Chris approached the bear. With a sigh of relief Chris found it was some other massive bear. 

	“your a pretty thing. Why don't you help me out, I dropped my spoon under the table. Would you be a doll and grab it for me?” the bear asked. His deep voice sent shivers through Chris' thighs. “of course sir”, Chris dropped down and crawled beneath the small table. To his surprise there was a large bear cock hanging out beneath the table, no spoon. The massive sausage bobbed rhythmically hypnotizing Chris.
	
	Chris leaned forward reaching for the massive cock. Wrapping his quivering hands around the stinking dick. It was obvious the bear hadn't washed down there in days. The smell was hummy and strong. For some reason Chris found he loved it. As Chris pulled back the bear's foreskin the smell really spread out. And he found himself bringing his strawberry lips to the tip of the cock. Chris cautiously tasted the red member. It tasted like pure lust. Chris felt his cock harden to the point it could pop. Chris sucked and licked as he took the whole cock down to its base.

	As Chris pleasured the bear, the grisly reached under the table with his fork. Taking a creamy chunk out of Chris' confection hair. The bear took a slurp of the creamy strawberry stuff. As he took another bite of Chris' hair he began to slender. His hips starting to expand. Chris moaned around the massive meat as he felt his lips start to plump as he dragged them back and forth up and down the cock.  Slowly Chris' hair began to grow longer as more of his masculinity drained away. Just as his shoulders began to slender a little more the bear's balls seized up. A flood of cum spilled down his throat. The chunks of hair missing quickly filled back in with new cream and Chris' chest took most of the weight becoming massive EE breasts. Chris found it difficult to stand back up from under the table.

	“thank you very much miss”, the bear said as he scoffed down a scone covered in pink cream. Chris bowed before quickly heading back. 

	“oh god these things are heavy, I need to rub one out before I get back to work”, Chris mumbled to himself. As he walked back he found that everyone around him had a certain glow to them. The customers seemed more slender. But this was nothing important. Chris quickly grabbed an empty pitcher and ducked into a closet. Chris wondered just how long it would take to pay off his debt.