Dumpling Cake (Page 4) (Patreon)

Not wasting a second, Dumpling undid her apron and began unceremoniously stripping off her clothes. She would've been utterly embarrassed had anyone been there to witness the process... not that she was particularly bashful, but given the particularities of her build, getting dressed or undressed usually involved a great deal of gyrating, grunting, and wiggling. It was hardly a dignified display-!

Little did she realize, but she was indeed being observed. The slime-cake in the center of the kitchen had started to come to its senses, and found itself getting QUITE an eyeful!

And Dumpling, her back turned, did not observe that although her cake had finished baking, it had suddenly started to rise once more (and in a most SPECTACULAR fashion)...