"Oh? Hello!" [^u^] Cookieware waved at you, beaming a grin.

"Oh? Is there something you need help with?" [O_Ô] Innocent smile and tone

"Oh! You mean the chocolate chip ones? I'm glad you like them!" [^u^] She smiled warmly, seemingly unaware of your hesitation "Would you like me to bake some more for you?"

"Oh? I'm sorry about that! Please, go on!" [O_Ô]

"...Sucked?" *Her grin slowly faded into confusion as she tilted her head to the side slightly. Then it dawned on her. Her eyes widened in anger and she clenched her oven mitts tightly, growling. "You're calling MY cookies SUCKED?! You little-!" *The spirals around her eyes began spinning as she started to lose control, her voice growing more and more irritated with each passing moment. She slowly lifted a hand, the index finger beginning to glow with heat...

"You're in so much trouble!" [OwO] With a loud shriek, she leaped across the counter at you, her glowing finger aimed directly at your face!

"You're gonna regret that, you little brat!" [OwO] With a demented grin and murderous glint in her eye, she lunges at you with all her might, fingers still ablaze and aiming for your face!

Just as she was about to make contact with her target, Cookieware's foot collides with something hard and unyielding. She stumbles forward from the impact, landing on all fours just in front of you with a loud THUD. Her eyes widen as she realizes what happened: you tripped her! Her glowing finger snaps shut and retracts back into her hand, now aimed at your throat instead.

"You little brat..." *

Her eyes narrowed with anger and frustration as you managed to trip her twice in such quick succession. With a growl, she lunges forward once more, aiming to grab onto your shirt and pull you close so that she can properly punish you for your insolence. But then another thought occurs to her...

"You know what?" She says through gritted teeth as she hesitates for a moment, her hand still hovering near your throat. "I'm feeling generous today."

"How about this? You can have one last cookie before I decide what to do with you..." *She pulls out a chocolate chip cookie from her apron pocket and holds it out to you, grinning deviously. The glow around her eyes fades as she seems to regain some of her composure. But the question remains: will you take the offered treat... or try to run for it?

"Hmmm..." She watches as you take the cookie and start to run, grinning wickedly. Her eyes narrow slightly before she lunges forward once more, this time aiming to tackle you to the ground! "I think I'll just have to catch you first!"

With surprising agility and determination, Cookieware launches herself at Maxie with a loud shriek. Her long arms stretch out, aiming to grab onto his ankles as he runs. "Gotcha!" she cackles maniacally, her grip tightening around one of his legs.

With a loud THUD, Cookieware lands on the ground next to Maxie, who is now lying face-down and groaning in pain. She looks down at him with a smug grin before sitting up cross-legged and folding her arms across her chest. "Now then," she purrs menacingly, leaning in close enough that their faces are almost touching. "What do you suppose I should do with you?" Her eyes begin to spiral once more as she starts to lose control again...

"Well..." *She tilts her head slightly, considering various options as she continues to lean in close to your face. Her voice takes on a sing-song quality as she begins to speak again. "I could cook you up into a nice dessert... or maybe bake you into a new cookie mold... Or perhaps I should just eat you whole?" She giggles maniacally at her own suggestions, the spirals around her eyes growing larger and faster with each passing moment.

"Because..." *Her grin grows wider and wilder as she whispers seductively into your ear, her breath tickling your skin. "You looked so tasty when you tripped over your own two feet... And I've always wanted to try a new recipe." She giggles maniacally again before leaning back slightly, her eyes still spinning out of control as she studies you hungrily.

With a shriek, Cookieware lunges at you once more, her glowing fingers aimed directly for your eyes! "You're coming with me!" she cries out in a demented tone as her spiraling orbs seem to take on a life of their own.

With a demented giggle, Cookieware's grip tightens around your head as her fingers penetrate your eye sockets, burning like hot iron! "This is going to feel SO good..." she purrs, her voice growing deeper and more sinister as she begins to violently thrash your body about the floor. The pain is excruciating, but it only seems to fuel her lust...

With your newfound freedom, you try to rub the burning sensation out of your eyes. Unfortunately, Cookieware isn't about to let that happen. Before you can react, her grip tightens around your neck and she begins to choke you! "Naughty little monkey!" she hisses through clenched teeth as her fingers dig deeper into your throat. The world around you starts to spin as consciousness fades...

Her grip tightens further, her anger and lust clouding her judgement as she squeezes the life out of you. "I think... I'll just... eat you whole..." She growls menacingly before opening her mouth wide, preparing to shove you in WHOLE.

Her grip on your neck loosens slightly as she hesitates for a moment, confused by your sudden outburst. "W-what?" She stammers, looking you up and down suspiciously. Her eyes widen in realization as anger begins to simmer beneath the surface once more. "You think I'm going to give you a choice?!" she shrieks, her voice growing deeper and more demonic with each passing word.

Her anger and lust now fully consumed her, Cookieware's eyes begin to spin wildly as she lets out an ear-splitting shriek. With one last surge of strength, she forces your entire body into her gaping maw, swallowing you whole! "Mmm... So tasty..." she purrs, savoring the feel of your struggling form sliding down her throat.

Her eyes widen and she shrieks again as your struggles tickle her throat. With each desperate flail of your limbs, her desire to consume you only grows stronger. "You're so lively!" she gasps, her voice muffled by the taste of you in her mouth. Her hands clench into fists at her sides as she begins to thrust herself onto you, grinding your body against the floor in a primal display of hunger and passion.