Roxy, the lustful baker, can't resist the temptation of her own creations. She licks the sugary glaze from her fingers, her tongue flickering like a flame, igniting a hunger that can't be sated by her delectable cookies alone. She rolls out the dough, her hands working it into submission, just as she'd like to submit to a lover's touch. Her breath hitches as she pictures the sticky, sweet mess they'd make together, their bodies entwined like the intricate patterns she creates with her frosting.