Hi readers.
My first story here of maybe many. Sorry if it's not to your liking or if there are errors, I started writing this for my own enjoyment and writing isn't my forte.
However, for the scene I did envision the following cast:
Leslie Gallant: Emma Watson
Robyn Fate: MewMew
Countess Natasha: Scarlett Johansson

--- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Zucker Bakery, part 1 ---

So this is a story of an experience I really did not anticipate when I entered a car race. The small Kingdom of Carpania was not at all what I, my companions, nor my rivals, expected.

Mere moments had just passed since I crossed over the sticky oobleck. Naturally, I ran across the surface cutting my lost time significantly, however Maggie, Hestia and the Princess were having difficulties trying to keep pace. I've lost track of where Maxine went but my current concern was keeping up with Fate and the Countess. They relieved themselves of their clothes to escape the slime and continued the chase. I would only discover what happened after the fact but apparently my absence missed the following:

Robyn Fate, free of the fabric support left behind in the slime, had run around back alleys, out of view from the public and to keep her distance from the Countess. Naked and nearly dry from a full bodied sliming, she was cut off by a cornered section. Looking back, she saw the gingered haired Natasha cut down an alley, also naked but gaining on her, calling out "Your Royal Highness?!". In desperation, Fate went to the nearest seemingly abandoned door, the sign Zucker Bakery hanging over it. She barged in, slammed the door behind her, and braced her back upon it.

She was immediately taken aback as upon the room was not only filled with perhaps 400 technicoloured pies, a few dozen cakes, even more cupcakes, but also 11 females in cook whites. Fate stood above them all in the sunken room with only a narrow open stairway downwards between them. The Professor, usually very body proud for once was caught off guard by the many eyes upon her.

However, her confusion had just begun. As she stood there and bare, the cooks began murmuring, all of them still under the illusion of the Princess. "Princess Frances!" "Is that Princess Frances?" "She's lost weight." "Is this one of her stunts you heard about?" "No, I mean maybe..." "Princess is standard!" "Wait, do you mean..." "The Princess is standard." Repeated a hazel eyed lady with blunt bangs for her dark chocolate hair, whilst in the act of undressing. In fact each girl before the fake princess, relieved themselves of all their attire.

Naturally, Fate was turned on but she considered another option as the head chef collected the uniform and underwear of the staff, leaving it to one side. To Fate, these ladies believed she was the Princess and would do basically anything she instructed. If she could have them hold back the slut chasing her, she'd be able to get away, maybe even use their clothes as a disguise.

Robyn stood forward, ready to address her naked subjects, but before she could carry out any deception, the Countess opened the door, the edge of it smacking Robyn's bare butt. Her pain-loving self let out a moan quickly followed by a shriek as she fell forward. The fall might have been fatal if not for a giant 7 foot tall, 5-tier ceremony cake. She fell through the top and toppled over to the left of the cake, smoothing her head, chest, most of her back and butt in a creamy cake mess that tickled her nipples and buttcrack.

The Countess Natasha, covering up her tits and vagina with her hands, went down the stairs as a few of the chefs went over to help up Fate. The Professor shook off the chefs and tried to wander away but was still very disoriented. The Countess came up behind her, "Your Royal Highness, we've got to get out of here!" she said, clenching her teeth for a fake smile at the chefs.