Salos Vs. The Baker Midara

Salos was investigating several recent disappearances. All of the missing people had visited a new local bakery not long before going dark. It seemed a good a place as any to start.

Salos headed towards the bakery, hoping to find the cause. He attempted to avoid standing out as he got closer.

The bakery was currently mostly empty. Only the baker was there. A tall, plump, matronly looking woman. Her cite dress and apron did nothing to hide her curves as she went about her work. Humming to herself all the while.

Salos entered the bakery, hoping to get a feel of the woman was behind this. He approached the counter.

"Hello sweetie. How can I help you." She said with a smile and a wink. "We've got a special deal on personalized orders." She offered. Leaning against the counter in a way that conveniently drew his eyes to her chest.

“Hello” he said with a blush. “I am looking into the rumors about missing people. Would you happen to know anything about that?”

"I noticed that some of my regulars haven't been showing up." She said with a concerned pout. "Come. Let's have a seat in my parlor and discuss. Maybe we can figure something out." The baker lead Salos into a room with pink wallpaper and soft, almost dainty furniture. It looked like the sitting room a princess. "Please have a seat. I'll get you something to eat."

“Sure. Thank you.” he said, taking a seat in the sitting room.

As he sat the well cushioned sofa accepted him like a lover's embrace. Salos waited for a few moments, the smell of feminine perfume wafting through the air when the baker returned with two cups of tea and a small cake. As she placed it in front of Salos he noticed the frosting depicted a girly man in a dress being made to worship a motherly woman's bare ass.

“That’s some cake you made.” he said, a little taken aback by what he saw.

"Do you like it? It's one of the personalized orderers I mentioned." The baker said, sitting across from him and beginning to drink her tea.

“Ummm who ordered that kind of cake?” he said, trying to get the image out of his mind. “And what other kinds of custom orders do you do?”

"This one is more of an example piece. I can depict any fantasy you can describe. For a little extra I can enchant the cake to make you really feel like it's happening." She explained. "Would you like to help me make one?"

“Ummm sure if you can help me find out more about the missing people after that?” he offered.

"Of course. Now in order to make it we'll need to model the scene. What sort of cake do you want to make?" She asked, standing up, turning around and running her hands along her body to tempt him with her curves. "I've got several dresses and outfits if you want to try those as well."

“Maybe you could either mother me or dominate me with a part of your body?” he said, trying to avoid any dress up to prevent himself from going to weak in the knees.

The baker took a moment to set up some sort of magical recording device. She then proceeded to sit down in her chair and pull a big, milky breast out of her dress. "Be a good boy and come to mommy." She cooed, her voice full of motherly care.

Salos could help but come over to her, ready for her to do what she needed to do.

She sat him in her lap. Guiding his mouth to her nipple, running a hand through his hair. "Good boy. Just let mommy take care of you." She cooed reassuringly.

Salos couldn’t help but take a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it.

Her sweet milk immediately filled his mouth and her womanly scent filled his nostrils causing his whole body to relax. "Such a good, thirsty boy. Don't worry. Mommy has lots of milk for you." She continued, showing Salos with affection.

“How long do you need help with this?” he asked before more milk filled his mouth pacifying him.

"We can stay like this as long as you like. No need to worry or think when mommy's taking care of you." She whispered in his ear. Giving him a little kiss on the forehead as he sank deeper into her tits.

Salos continued drinking her milk, feeling like a real baby in her arms.

"Who's my good baby boy. Be a good boy and tell mommy all about how she can best please and pamper you." The baker continued, caressing Salos as her tits nearly smothered him.