As Willy is set inside the oven to bake, he didn't think he could feel any better than he did now. He didn't know if it was the heat around him, his doughy cocoon, a side-effect of the bone softener, the experiences of the day all catching up with him at once, the kindhearted baker whom so lovingly tended to him, or everything wrapped into one. But what he did know is that he was happy. Happy to be prepared and cooked like this. Happy to have such a wonderful monster girl give him such an unforgettable experience. Happy that he got to be the main ingredient in the customer's order.
The heat of the oven soaked into him, and with the effects of the shot beginning to take full effect, he closed his weary little eyes, and drifted off into blissful dreams.

Morello and Willy belong to me. Artwork done by the ever-talanted  Varu

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