Strawberry Shortcake Draw Novels & Stories

• • • Kaitlyn, savoring her strawberry shortcake, suddenly exclaimed, "I need strawberry ice cream now!" Kyle chuckled, shaking his head, "Nah, you've had enough sweets for now." Pouting playfully, Kaitlyn protested, "Come on, just a little ice cream. I'm craving all things strawberry today." Kyle raised an eyebrow, "All things strawberry? You're not going to turn into a strawberry, are you?" Laughing, Kaitlyn attempted to win him over, "It's just a little craving, and it won't hurt. Pretty please?" Kyle, with a teasing smile, replied, "Nice try, but no more sweets for now. We don't want you bouncing off the walls with a sugar rush."

Next Friday, huh? She busied herself with Drew’s birthday party, wanting to make sure everything is done accordingly. Her employees would do most of the work and she would merely supervise everything. Oh, right. The cake. She practiced Monday night and decorated it. She grimaced, remembering that Drew is a boy. Her designs were mostly flowers. She chuckled as she poked one side and tasted the icing. Normally, for a boy, the design would be plain and simple. She took out her phone and asked Drew what he would like his cake to look like. There are ready-to-use decorations that can be bought from stores, anyway. She’ll just stick them to the cake. Drew thought long and hard before replying with

Into a big bowl went three scoops—vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry—then a splash of pineapple, a drizzle of chocolate syrup, a handful of strawberries, a cloud of whipped cream, crunchy nuts, and finally, two bright red cherries on top. He slid the creation across the counter like a pro. Destiny waved her hand, conjuring a napkin bib around Argun’s neck. Everyone burst into laughter. Argun grinned. “Thank you! Spoon, please!”

She was thoroughly enjoying herself. She grabbed a can of squirty cream from the table. She squirted herself a mouthful before creating a small mountain of cream on Isabella’s left breast. Sophia then topped it neatly with a strawberry. I was at the other end of the workstation and was therefore facing Isabella’s completely shaven pussy. I contemplated the wide range of choices laid out in front of me. I eventually opted for honey which I drizzled liberally over her cunt. I then considered my next move. I went for the silver sugar balls and began to neatly arrange them as an intricate vajazzle. Sophia had a piping bag and was neatly drawing a range of designs across Isabella’s torso.

He chuckled. "Yes, Sir! This is our Graham Cake series. Take your time to take a look." He gave me a pamphlet. My eyes twinkled. I said I'm not a fan of cakes, but I think Agape will love this! "I want this Strawberry-Chocolate Graham Cake. Uhhm, bits of marshmallows for add-ons." I know she will love this. If she do, she might as well love me too. Heh. "Right away, Sir---"

She said shyly, “If that is the case, I will forcefully be the bone for you to hold onto, then!” Charlie laughed and said, “Don’t just talk, eat some fruits.” Claire nodded and picked up two strawberries. She first stuffed one into Charlie’s mouth, then put the second one into her mouth. Looking at her computer screen, Charlie realized that there was a gigantic design drawing prototype on the designing software. He couldn’t resist asking, “Darling, are you the only one designing such a big project blueprint?” Claire answered, “Not really. I am now making a draft because, for the proposal, a very detailed design is not needed. The main purpose is to present a rough idea.”

The lemon gold would serve as the base, the middle tier would serve for the raspberry and the top tier the chocolate. “I’ll have the sample sketch updated by tomorrow morning and send it for your review. Once you both confirm, we can begin on the sugar flower detailing.” I thank her and she asks if we'd like to take the rest of the samples home. I say yes, and in a couple of minutes, I'm back in the car, the box of leftover cake samples nestled in my lap. The engine rumbles to life, the soft sound filling the silence like a drawn-out note, and I can feel every unspoken word I want to utter press against my throat, demanding release.

I said as I took the container into my hands. “Umm…about the cake for your friend…” the first woman asked hesitantly. Oh right, I have to buy a cake for Kat’s birthday. “I’ll go with the strawberry shortcake that you recommended. Can you put a message on the cake for me as well?” I inquired. “Gladly. Please write the message here and I’ll write it on the cake,” the woman said with a kind smile. I took the pen and small piece of note paper that the woman offered before writing down a simple message on it.

’ As Sean thought about this, she pushed her glasses up her nose and answered, "I got it, Ms. Raines. I'll keep an eye on the trending topics online and inform the PR team in advance." "Thank you." Sydney nodded. After hanging up the phone, Sydney put her phone down and took a sip of black tea to wet her throat. Then she turned her eyes to the cake, which hadn't been touched. It was a piece of strawberry mousse cake. On top was a very large, fresh, scarlet, and tempting strawberry. Underneath the strawberry was a layer of crushed red velvet, and underneath it was a layer of white cream mousse and a layer of jam... It looked so delicious.

"If chaos were to be in the form of people it'd be you and Ace. The fuck happened here?" "Well, just baking," Ace hastily put in. Sophia rolled her eyes and then focused on something on the cake. "And this? What is this?" she asked, pointing to a decoration. I stifled a laugh. "Just don't eat that part. It's a…….special drawing," Ace said, quickly flicking his eyes to my breasts and back. I blushed. Sophia rolled her eyes and got a knife so she could get a taste of the cake.