I had fun dunking and swirling him in it. His body was chewed until he fit inside the bottom of my glass and I poured milk over him. His body weakened and broke to pieces in my glass. Once he was properly dissolved, I pressed the glass to my lips and took slow deliberate gulps.

Which leads us to number 5…poor number 5… The last cookie could only watch helplessly as I finished off each of the others. Now, he was the last one left. Unfortunately for him, I found a cookie’s worst enemy…milk!

I can’t imagine how it felt. A rough tongue, clearing your entire identity away with each lick. This one was able to speak but at the end he could only whine as my tongue wiped him away~

Number 4 was bigger than the others. He had the most icing out of all of them. My mouth watered just looking at him. I decided to take that icing off of him, one lick at a time.

For number 3, I decided to make it quick. I took off his head first, then took my time casually chomping down on the rest of him. Only 2 more to go and they know how doomed they really are~

Number 2 was less pretty than the others and a little less appetizing. So, I decided to see how durable his little cookie body was. I squeezed tightly until he crumbled between my fingers. I swept up the mess he left behind and swallowed his head whole.

The first cookie to meet my teeth was a bit scared, but my growling stomach drowned out most of his whimpers. My teeth took chunks and my rough tongue wiped his frosting away. Number 1 might not have lasted long but I have fond memories of devouring him.

I thought @kiafloofer.bsky.social should get more into the Christmas spirit. Such a sweet fox wasn’t careful around transformation magic. Now he’s become a couple of gingerbread cookies and I can find out just how sweet he is. Let me share some before and after photos~
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