This story was written and posted with the approval of, and in consultation with KakeKid, the original author of the Home Coming Bake Off series (which, if you haven't read it yet, it's great). This is merely meant as a continuation of the story, and if desired, more may come. Here's to hoping that it gets more of a "Star Wars: Episode VII" reaction than a "Star Wars: Episode I" reaction...

The three cheerleaders stayed in their Pie Train position for a few minutes, trying to piece together what had just happened. Erica decided that it was time to get out of her position and get some fresh air, although truth be told, laying there with her ass still stinging from the slap that Charlie had given her, while her face was buried in cream and frosting, encased on either side of her by the cheeks of Mindy's ass was not the worst place in the world to be spending some time. Still, it was getting a little hard to breathe, she thought. She put a hand on each of Mindy's cheeks and pushed forward, shoving Mindy's face deeper in between Ally's cheeks, which cased Ally to go deeper into her own pie. Annoyed at being taken out of her own bliss, Ally forcefully shoved her ass back, inadvertantly wedging Erica's nose deeper into Mindy's cheeks. This resulted in a brief stalemate which resulted in Erica attempting to push Mindy forward by grabbing her buns, while Ally was gripping Mindy's hands and ramming her ass into Mindy's face. While this failed to help of them move, it successed in eliminating any goodwill that Charlie attempted to foster. After a particularly forceful blow from Ally's ass, Mindy had enough, pushing Erica's face out of her butt, and removing her head from it's creamy tomb between Ally's cheeks, knocking both Ally and Erica onto the floor. As the last girl on the table, Mindy sat up and gingerly wiped the pie from her face, taking the excess cream and flinging it at Ally and Erica on the floor. After clearing their eyes of whipped cream, the two glared at Mindy, before each grabbing a leg and pulling her down onto the floor.
"Ooh!" Mindy yelled. "Bitches! Jealous much?"
"I let you help us out and that's how you repay me!?" Ally yelled, scooping up pie remnants and smearing them into Mindy's face with a surprising amount of force.
"We had a good thing planned until you got us looking like this!" Erica yelled, scooping up more pie and smearing it all over Mindy's ass, rubbing the whipped cream into her butt while she did it.
"Mindy, as your cheer captain, I'm ordering you to leave, right now!" Ally yelled. Mindy slowly got up, dejected, but then got an idea. She bent over and gave Ally a deep, sensual kiss, sticking her ass again in Erica's face in a mocking way before Erica grabbed a pie.
"She said leave, honey!" yelled Erica, smacking Mindy in the ass, knocking her into Ally.
"What the hell, Erica! She's MY cheerleader, you stay out of this!"
"Exactly. YOUR cheerleader that got us looking like this! I wouldn't be surprised if you two planned to have this whole thing happen behind my back!"
"It's fine, it's fine. I'm going. I was the third wheel, this was my fault. I'll go." Mindy said, walking away, swaying her pie-covered ass as she walked out, before turning around with a sexy smile and saying "But really, neither one of you are innocent, since one of you is the third wheel with Charlie." With that, Mindy left with the full knowledge that she had sabotaged their united front, and with those two fighting, she went off to find Charlie for herself.
Finally, it was just Ally and Erica, in their now-destroyed French maid outfits, sitting next to each other, wondering how things could have gone so wrong. Secretly, they both blamed each other for messing up a good thing, but they were still in a room with a lot of unused pies and cakes, and they were still turned on from their pie train.
"It looks like you still have some on your face, want help with that?" Ally asked, sweetly.
"Ooh, yes please!" Erica giggled. Ally slid over to her, landing with her face buried in Erica's deep, creamy cleavage, before pulling herself up to start kissing Erica and slowly licking the whipped cream from around her mouth, as Erica groaned in pleasure, grabbing Erica's ass and pulling her in closer. Ally finished cleaning Erica's face and pulled away. "All clean?"
"Almost, but I still see some." Ally said, covertly grabbing a nearby pie.
"Where?" Erica asked.
"Right HERE!" said Ally, as she smashed the pie into Erica's face. She was still venting her anger out, but didn't want to ruin something that was turning her on as she smeared the pie around Erica's covered face.
"Mmm, you bitch..." Erica said with a sexy laugh. "Now that's just more than you're going to have to clean off, once you get that stuff off your own face." She said, wiping the pie off of her face and smearing it into Ally's face. "If you want, I can show you a neat little move with your tongue that really gets the job done faster."
"Ooh, please do." Ally said, through a mask of cream.
"I don't know if you really have enough on there to make it worth showing you." Erica said, before smashing a pie into Ally's unsuspecting face. "Problem solved!" And with that, Erica set forth to both satisfy her own urges by mixing in deep, sensual kissing with Ally, and to prove to her that she had more control of her tongue, just so that Ally knew who her competition was for their shared boyfriend. This wasn't lost on Ally, who, after pulling herself away from Erica's kiss, took two handfuls of whipped cream and plopped them on Erica's breasts.
My turn, she yelled, gleefully, let's see if I can do this right Ally leaned in as if she was going to kiss Erica, before dropping her head at the last minute went down and her mouth latched onto Erica's right nipple, working her tongue around, cleaning off the whipped cream. Hearing Erica moan in pleasure brought a sense of satisfaction to Ally, who was trying as hard as Erica to show they were on the same playing field with Charlie. See? Ally said, with a sexy smile, I'd say we're both pretty good with our tongues.
Yeah, we're pretty much the same. Erica said, with a less-than-subtle swipe at Ally's skills. Of course, Charlie already knew that. As the two of them stood up and looked at the pies remaining on the table, Erica dipped her finger into one of the cream pies sitting next to her and extended it, inviting Ally to suck the cream off. And now he's just going to have to settle for Mindy. Ally smiled as she sucked the remaining cream off of Erica's finger.
His loss, Ally said, offering her own whipped cream covered finger for Erica. You know, we still have all these pies here, and it'd be a shame for them to go to waste.
What are you thinking?
Well, Ally giggled, why don't we just use the rest of these tonight? I mean, Charlie hasn't left the house yet, and he can't leave without us seeing, so why don't we just do what we were going to do? Use them on Charlieand other people.
Ooh, I love it! said Erica, You are so BAD! she said, giving Ally a quick smack on the butt. Let's clean up the used ones first, though so that we're not stuck doing it later.

Surprising as it was, the two of them actually worked pretty well as a team, and they tackled the room by cleaning up the opposite sides of it. Ally was cleaning up the side that held her cakes and pies, while Erica cleaned hers up. They made small talk and were getting along well enough, but it soon became obvious that without Charlie in the picture, the two of them weren't as close as they had thought, and that realization, combined with fatigue from a day of baking and now cleaning, along with a crash from a sugar high, and the fact that they were still horny as hell proved to be a situation that was getting tenser by the minute. The two sat in front of the table covered with the remaining, intact desserts with the intention of smacking Charlie and Mindy with them some more as they made their way out of the house. Erica looked at the clock on the wall.
You would think that he'd be out of hot water by now.
Nah, we've got plenty of it here, Ally said. By the way, it looks like you missed a spot on the wall over there. I'd hate to get in trouble by my parents for having a mess when they come back because you forgot to clean that. Even though they were friendly now, Ally still thought she was better than Erica, and it still got under Erica's skin.
Actually, Erica said, that area on the wall? That's from where you hit me pretty hard in the face after you said that I was the back-up girl. I really think that you should be the one that cleans that up. The two of them sat there, silently annoyed with one another before forcing an awkward laugh. This is silly. We're a united front, come on. It's us against Charlie.
You're right, Ally said, kissing Erica on the cheek. How about this, we'll both clean that up. Both girls grabbed the rags they had been using and cleaned up the area. As Erica was bending over, Ally picked up a pie off the table. If we weren't getting along so well Ally thought as she pictured smashing the pie into Erica's bubble butt, the force carrying her forward into a pie on the floor. Just as she was lost in thought though, Erica suddenly backed up, and her butt hit the pie Ally was holding in front of her face, giving her face a whipped cream mask. Ally audibly groaned.
You want to control that thing a little better? Ally yelled.
Why were you so close in the first place? Admiring my ass?
Sure, said Ally. If it makes you feel better. The two of them went back to work, with Ally wiping down the table, bending over to get at some of the whipped cream splattered on one of the table legs. Now it was Erica's turn to consider smashing a pie into the ass of her new frenemy. She decided against it when she thought that she heard someone coming.
Ally, Erica yelled.
What? Ally replied, standing up with her shoulder catching the pie tin with the momentum causing the pie to fly into Erica's face. Planning on doing something with that? Erica had been caught, but went into defense mode.
We're even. I don't know what it is about your cheerleading squad being so damn clumsy. I'm starting to see why we don't see you at regionals.
The two of them both let out an exasperated groan and went back to finish up cleaning, when they heard the door close and a car start and pull away. They couldn't tell who left, but both of them assumed it was Charlie and that seemed to be the last straw.
Great! Nice going, Ally! You couldn't even watch the door to see when he left?
Me? I was only over here because you were too lazy to clean up your area with your MESS! As Ally said MESS, she motioned towards Erica and the whipped cream on the end of the rag she was holding went flying and landed perfectly on Erica's exposed cleavage. Erica looked down at the whipped cream, and then glared at Ally.
That was an accident, I didn't mean that Ally said, but Erica was on auto pilot.
Right, just like THIS was an accident. Erica said, as she picked up an lair from the table, pulled back Ally's top, and smeared the chocolate and cream all over Ally's breasts, as Ally stood there with rage. Oops. Erica deadpanned. You know, usually this would be where Charlie would stop us, but since he's not herewhat happens?
Both them probably assumed what would happen next. The same thing that happened before Charlie came into the picture. Ally walked over to the table where her pies and cakes were sitting, and picked up one of her creamiest pies. She dipped a finger in and licked it, then dipped it in again and offered it to Erica. No thanks, Erica said. To be honest, I was being serious before about what I said about my pies being better than yours. In fact, I think you just think yours are better because you haven't had enough of mine! With that, she slammed a pie into Ally's face, then wiped her hands and waited for the retaliation. How'd that taste?
Ally just picked up a pie from her table, and without saying anything, smashed the pie into Erica's face, massaging it into Erica's hair, following up that hit with one of Erica's pies which was a direct hit to Erica's crotch. When we had our fake fight in front of Charlie? I was being honest. My pies ARE better. I make them better, and I throw them better. She illustrated her point about throwing them by slamming a pie into Erica's chest, before picking up another one and hitting Erica in the face with it. Ally walked over and picked up another pie as Erica wiped her face off and glared at her. You know what the best part of our pie fights with Charlie were? Erica just stared at Ally, challenging her to do it again. When Ally didn't say anything, Erica groaned.
When you got that smug look off your face when I hit you with a pie? Erica showed her impressive reflexes by smacking Ally's pie she was holding directly into her face. Erica's laugh echoed throughout the dining room.
Wrong again! I would say it was Ally picked up another pie and menacing walked towards Erica with fire in her eyes, the buildup, Ally yelled, as she launched the creamy missile at Erica's head. As Erica stumbled backwards, Ally just turned, dusting her hands in satisfaction. She turned around to clean up the excess pie tins, and underestimated how long Erica would take in her recovery. Just as she bent down to pick up the tin, Erica smashed a heavily topped pie right onto Ally's butt cheeks, making sure to smear the cream around and give a slightly hard spanking to each cheek. Erica giggled, and said Remember the first time we did this and you called my ass 'fat'? Mine isn't the one that takes two pies to be completely covered, sweetie! Erica hit Ally's ass with another pie, and rubbed this one in for good measure. While Ally was still recovering, Erica bent over and licked a little cream off of each of Ally's cheeks. Ally wasn't going to let this go unpunished. The unspoked rule between the two of them was that they would no longer make fat jokes about one another's prize ass. They both knew that the other one thought they had a better ass, but if they were going to be friends, they could never say it to one another. Ally waited, and as soon as Erica's face was planted near her ass, she shoved her butt backwards, briefly wedging her nose into Ally's crack, before falling backwards onto the floor. Ally picked up a cake and dropped it on Erica's still-stunned face.
Eat up! Ally said, as she turned around, sat down, and planted her ass onto the cake, shoving it deeper onto Erica's face. She wriggled her ass on her new favorite chair. Erica had to admit that it wasn't the worst position to be in, but decided that enough was enough. Using her skills with her tongue, she stuck it out, directly into Ally's ass. Ally responded with an audible moan, and tried to slow down Erica's pace by picking up a pie and slamming it between Erica's legs, massaging it in for good measure. It didn't take long before they both came, and they laid there on the floor, next to each other, relaxing and gently massaging one another's butts. Slowly, the both sat up, leaning against the table, occasionally sharing a kiss, enjoying their post sex bliss. After sitting there for a while, Ally stood up.
Well, I'm off to go see if Charlie's still here, you can come find us later when you're done cleaning up.
Excuse me? Erica said, indignantly. You're not going anywhere, she said, pulling Ally down on the ground, her ass landing on top of a pie. This is your house. I'm not in trouble if it's not cleaned up. I'LL go find Charlie. You can come find US later.
As Erica stood up, Ally retaliated and pulled her back down onto the ground. You're not going anywhere! Ally scooped up a pie and slammed it on top of Erica's head. I meant what I said before when I said that you were the backup girl, so I'm pretty sure Charlie would be happier to see ME than you!
Erica and Ally glared at each other. So, we're back to this again? Erica said. Looks like it, bitch. Ally said. Fine by me, Erica said, grabbing a pie and slamming it into Ally's face. The girls both got up and readied themselves on either side of a table littered with thickly topped pies. I'm just glad I get to do THIS, Ally said, hitting Erica's face with a pie, and not have to deal with your fat ass trying to get with MY boyfriend afterwards.
Yeah, like it was great having YOUR tits in my face when you were trying to be the center of attention! Erica slammed a pie into Ally's chest.
It wasn't any better than having YOUR fat ass always bumping me out of the way! Ally smacked a pie into Erica's crotch. At this point, it became a straight tit-for-tat argument and pie fight. Once one of their asses was called into question, all bets were off.
Lard ass! Ally said, slamming a pie into Erica's ass.
Thunder thighs, said Erica, returning the favor.
Bubble butt, Ally yelled, with another pie.
You can keep that extra French Maid outfit, you probably stretched it out too much for me to ever wear it. Erica said, delivering another hard-thrown pie.
The battle went on like this, and could have conceivably gone on for hours, until they heard a familiar voice call out to them.
Ally? Erica? What the hell are you two doing? It was Charlie, who had not left the house, instead it had been Mindy who left for a change of clothes. Ally and Erica tried to play innocent, no small feat considering that they were both completely covered in pie filling and whipped cream. Ally sauntered over to Charlie, and draped her arm over his shoulder,
Our little argument before got out of hand she said. Erica, not wanting her competition to get a leg up, walked over and draped her arm over Charlie's other shoulder.
We might need to change some things though, Erica said. One of us has to go. I don't think that I can do this with this bitch anymore, she said, reaching over and gently slapping Ally's cheek.
Yeah, said Ally, and aren't you tired of sharing the bed with this bitch? Taking up so much space? Ally reached over and smeared some of the whipped cream from Erica's forehead down her face.
You have to pick one of us, Ally said. So tell Erica she's got to go.
Or you could pick the better one and be with me.
No, me, Ally yelled.
Me! Erica responded.
Alright, Charlie said. Neither.
What? Ally and Erica said in unison.
I'm not picking either one of you. I'm better off with Mindy. She's way more fun and doesn't come with any of this drama that the two of you have. Just then, the three of them heard the front door open again and Mindy entered the room, with a fresh pair of clothes and looking freshly showered.
You ready to go, Charlie? she asked, seductively. Oh! Erica! Ally! Thanks again for the invitation to this. You two are looking good.
Charlie followed Mindy out the door, and as he closed the door behind them, he could hear Ally and Erica putting the rest of the pies to good use.
This is all YOUR fault! slam- You had to bring that bitch here!
MY fault!? slam- You gave him that stupid ultimatum! It was dark out, and through the dimly lit curtain, Charlie could see the two of them wrestling around and throwing pies at each other with renewed hatred, and no desire for a ceasefire. He was done with them, but their rivalry was far from over.