Chew Time: Squeakcakes (Outline)

• Mouse click noise
• Rachel appears with a smile, sitting at a white table with a wall with posters of furry black & white animals, a bunch of which are skunks. Her hands and arms on the table, hands holding onto a box that looks like its used to holds pastries from a grocery store in them
• However, the box is a glossy black with a white swirl. In the center of that is a red, fancy uppercase "P"
• “Hello! This is Rachel Groves here with another episode of The Transformative Chew. We have ourselves something fun today!” She pats on the box gently, her smile wide
• “This episode is sponsored by a lovely Patron of mine and who just so happens to be a bit of a chef themselves!
• “Dun-da-da-daaaaaa!” She lifts off the cover. “I present to you, Squeakcakes!”
• There’s a cut to a rotating glass tray. On it is a black, rather glossy looking cupcake. There’s a very thick layer of frosting on top that curves up. It looks almost like a big glob toothpaste from a toothpaste commercial.
• However, there’s a distinct rubbery-ness to it with the way the light shines on it as it rotates.
• “Yes! This lovely cupcake is the Squeakcake, developed by a very handsome skunk by the name of Pierre le Puant!”
• There’s another cut to a grinning rubber skunk toon in a playful, romantic pose, laying on his side with a rose in his maw. Rachel’s narration continues, “Pierre is a recent Patron, but apparently a long time fan of mine! He appreciates my ability to get the word out about TF food to the mainstream! As such, he wants to get his work out.”
• Cuts back to Rachel, still smiling. “So yes, this is a double header of a Patron-sponsored but also regular sponsor episode! However, this is all about supporting a local indie chef, so it’s alllll good for those who want me to prop up the little guys more.”
• Close up to Rachel from her chest up. She’s off to the right with a picture of Pierre in his pose again. She “looks” at it playfully and says, “Even though, he’s not really a “little guy” with that handsom bod~.”
• Rachel giggles as the scene cuts back to normal. “Now! I’ll be a bit more open here. This episode is something new! It’s a Blind Chew! I usually know what the things I eat or drink cause beforehand, but not this time.”
• “I actually met Pierre not too long ago since he was apparently nearby and wanted to meet about this potential episode. I wasn’t sure myself about it, but…” She looks dreamily off. “He was just so… convincing and sweet. The way he talked, the way he slipped in close and laid his vision before me… the way his big, rubbery tail swayed and wrapped around me…”
• Her words gets very low, almost inaudible. There’s a small caption below here that reads, “I can still… smell that skunk… smell and want to do whatever he wants…”
• She shakes her head and looks forward again. “Anywho! He made a great argument and thought it be a fun way to shake things up as well! A Blind Chew certainly has a special kind of ring to it, wouldn’t you agree?”
• Rachel picks up one of the Squeakcakes. “Oooh, it’s soft like him! It feels rubbery and… oh! It squeaks a little! Heheh! Very nice!”
• “Well, no time like the present! Let’s try us a Squeakcake and discover together what it is all about it!”
• She bites into the top of the cupcake, getting a good amount of white frosting smeared all over her face in the process. She shivers and smiles. She looks like she is really enjoying it.
• Rachel rubs her face. “Mmm, oh la la! So delightful! I make a good Squeakcake!”
• She blinks absentmindedly, staring off into space. The frosting smeared all over her lips from before starts to expand to more of her face, making her once lithe angular jawline more adorably round as well as completely white and glossy. Her nose also disappears under the substance
• “I mean, Pierre makes a good Squeakcake!” She clears her throat. “It’s so soft and fluffy, but also really chewy, almost rubbery in texture on the inside. Plus that chocolate!”
• She takes another bite and swallows it. A bit of the glossy chocolate from the cupcake also stiks to where her nose previously was. It then starts inflating, swelling into a perfectly toony, oversized black sphere of a nose that juts out from her face.
• “It’s magnificent” She proudly smirks. “After all, the only finest of premiere, gourmet chocolate is used!” Clears her throat. “Uh, I presume at least.” Smiles sheepishly, her teeth looking pearly white
• She licks her lips and rubs her snoot, her smile growing sly as a cartoonish squeak follows each rub
• “Have you ever seen such a charming nose attached to such a handsome mug before? No one else has it but I and I…” Pauses briefly, confused for a second, and then clears her throat again. Her voice is slightly deeper now. “but I and Pierre! Mmm, I feel certainly honored to have such a charming visage as him!”
• “But while I spend all day talking about it, let us continue with our dish!”
• Rachel took another bite and then another one to finish off the Squeakcake, licking her chops with a cute slurp
• She stuck one of her tiny fingers into her toony mug and sucked on it, popping it out, revealing a super thick, white coated digit.
• Hand shakes as it swells into a puffy, four-fingered white toon glove as glossy as her skin, substance going across her fingers
• “Just delightful!” She declares, rubbing her cheeks with her hands, the other unchanged one swelling and growing. “Pierre’s confectionaires are truly a delight! So squeaky sweet that one cannot simply stop at just one~.”
• She takes another cupcake, which looks very small in her new, puffy hands and opens wide, chomping it down in one single bite
• another lick of her lips and a low growl follows. “Oh my! That felt filling!”
• She sits up more in her seat, revealing her top has risen. Her stomach has a very glossy, white sheen to it with no belly button. It looks pudgy and raised.
• “Mmm, yes! Quite filling! My tummy is rising like a cooking cupcake!” Rachel feels the area, making squeak sounds.
• She looks a the camera. “My lovely viewers, pardon moi’s ignorance until now! I have simply been filming this incorrectly. One only sees my charm from mostly the waist up. Everyone should marvel and be honor to see my full handsomeness on display!”
• Sudden jump cut
• Rachel is now standing in the middle of the room with the camera showing her full body. The room feels different, with a soft, warm lighting and royalty free, very quiet, love mood music playing in the background. With the whole sight of her, it looks more clear that her belly and lower half is looking rather wide and protruding.
• “There! Now you can gaze upon moi as I achieve perfection!”
• Rachel looks to the side where a stool is with the Squeakcakes box, taking one out and eating it whole again.
• GULP! A small vibrational wave went down from her throat down her body and into her belly.
• Her belly expands, popping out from under her shirt. Her torso seemed to stretch taller, over maybe her belly drooped down, expanding towards her hips and crotch. Her pants felt rather tight
• She took a small bite of the Squeakcake, saying that while eating them whole is nice, it’s best if you truly savor “my” delightful, hypnotic cakes every so often. Our… my… Pierre crafts such a wonderful dessert.”
• She develops black goop around her neck, her voice deepening
• Rachel finishes her Squeakcake, staring at her arms.
• Black rubbery goop goes down her arms and to her shoulders, making them look rather rubberhose animated like.
• “Ya know…” She starts, but pauses briefly, as if lost in thought. “...savoring is good, but eating them whole is the prefered way! Once you have my handsome visage, you’ll definitely want to!”
• Tosses another Squeakcake in, the cartoonish sound of stretching following
• Her jeans stretch and stretch and stretch, the top button popping and then they split open on the sides
• A big bottom, white belly with black sides and back belly pops out, followed by the tops of something gray and clothing like
• The belly expands and grows even rounder the area more, black and white goop leaving her belly and crawling under her shirt
• The big bottom expands and RIIIIIIP! The jeans can no longer hold them back, bursting apart and pants legs falling to the ground, revealing the gray toon shorts with white buttons
• Rachel chuckles, kicking away the pants legs. “Oopsie! Well, there goes those tacky jeans of mine. At least you can enjoy my always fashionable shorts in their full glory! Right?”
• Rachel playfully winks before her tone oddly drifts off. “Right…”
• Rachel grows quiet, looking down at herself and feeling her sides. There seems to be a lost, blank expression on her face
• She rubs her head and looks at the camera. “Umm, my lovely Chewers, I have to admit, my mind feels so jumbled and weird the more I eat my… Pierre’s cupcakes. They are delicious, yes, but it’s… hard to think straight at times. I feel our Patron sponsor was up to some-
• “You hear something?” The sound of an inflating balloon plays, coming from behind Rachel. Just out of her view, a large lump of black rubber seems to be rising.
• FLWOOMP! From behind her, the lump exploded into a large, rubbery, glossy skunk tail. It popped out and swung around, smacking her in the face before lingering there. She shivers and freezes up
• There’s no movement outside of her body breathing. Soon, she loosens up and is no longer tense.
• The camera zooms in close to where her head is as she placed her gloved mitts on the tail.
• They push it away, revealing her face. Her eyes are bigger and rounder, more toony. She has a big, sly grin on her face.
• “Mmmm, sorry, my lovely viewers! I, how you say, has been a bit confused. I have realized you have come for the thrill, the love of the transformation. Well, allow moi to provide for you all the truest, most perfect form you can be!”
• Some of Rachel’s blue locks slip in front of his eyes. He frowns and tsks. “First, my locks, they are, unrefined! Allow them to be properly styled!”
• “Rachel” takes another Squeakcake and eats it with a big GULP
• The long blue locks shivers and started to turn white and thick, shrinking up and swelling together into what looked like an enormous blob slick white “hair” that curled at the tip
• Rachel ran his hands over it. “And now, my iconic mane is fully out for all to see and bathe in its glory. Truly, one of many of my perfect features!”
• He holds up at cupcake. “In fact, you can appreciate it before you don it yourself in lovely food form!”
• He eats it, ears changing as the head finishes.
• Camera zooms out showing his full body as he eats another and another Squeakcake. He takes moments between gulps to explain that at this stage, one should feel the need to be perfect and should finish the rest of the Squeakcakes if you’re not sharing it with another, also soon to be perfect individual.
• Big bottom swells more and rubber goes underneath his shirt fully, over his chest and shoulders
• Breasts deflate, leaving him flat. “And with those pesky bumps gone…” He removes his shirt and tosses it away. “Now one can enjoy my fabulous physique!” He flexes, his arms slightly bulging but going back to noodley soon enough
• The rubber skunk looks himself over and nods. “Ah! Much better and more exquisite!”
• He frowns. “Or, I would be saying if not for somethings lagging behind!”
• He eats two more Squeakcakes at once!
• His feet shook and then his blue sandals as the black goop poured from the shorts leg holes over his former thin limbs.
• The legs get thicker and chubbier, also shortening up quite a bit as they shift more to the sides of his rounded bottom.
• The black rubber goop stops at his ankles. Suddenly, the soles of his sandals turned white as white goop oozed out of them and the sandal straps, coating his feet and turning them into shoes
• The shoes balloons into cartoonishly big shoes with big, bulky toe caps.
• Piere looked down. “Ah! Proper footwear! What would I be without my classic shoes?”
• He grinned. “Why, you would get to see my lovely toesies then! In fact, enjoy!”
• He casually kicked the shoes off without issue, revealing pudgy, three toed black, glossy, rubbery paws.
• He wiggled his toes and did a spin on them.
• “Still needs some… oh la la!” He lets out a moan as the sound of something inflating follows
• A large bulge forms in his shorts, popping out quite a bit. A heart symbol appears over it.
• Looking down at himself, he boastfully chuckles. “Ah! Now I’m fully exquisite!” The skunk looks proud of himself.
• The camera zooms in on him. “Ahem! Now, I thank you for your attention today! You have bore witness to the incredible, shiny, handsome figure known as Pierre le Puant, making his incredible debut!”
• Pierre bows and grins. “Now, you have seen a perfect demonstration of my fabulous Squeakcakes! They are made to perfection and allow you to achieve my rubbery, glossy, charming, stinky perfection as well! Everyone is deserving of it, don’t you think?”
• He sighs. “A whole world of moi! Would it be grand? A whole world of this?” He playfully runs his gloves down his body, camera following. He turns and shakes his rubbery tail
• Pierre turns back around, camera returning to its waist shot. “Yes! It would be a dream come true, wouldn’t it? Don’t you want our dream to be true? If so, then do order some of my special Squeakcakes today!”
• Pierre flashes a website address. “You can order several boxes of Squeakcakes from my special address found here! I also sell fashionable gloves, shoes, and shorts like my own if you want to look as stylish as me as well. Sure, they’re only one size and its my size, but you’ll grow into it.” He winks.
• “You can also call me at this number!” A phone number flashes. “You can call anytime and I’ll deliver a Squeakcake or as many as you want straight into your mouth right away. It may seem like a big boast, but I do promise you, I have my ways.”
• “So, what are you waiting for? Order Pierre le Puant’s Squeakcakes today and achieve the perfect me that you’ve always were supposed to be!”
• The skunk blows a kiss and the screen lingers on that for a while before fading out.
• Text Caption on a blue background appears: “Due to skunky circumstances, Rachel was unable to complete her review at that time.”
• New screen: “Once the results had worn off, she scored it the following:
• A smelly squeak out of ten. Provides a unique, mind bending experience in TF cuisine unlike any experienced before. Truly life changing, but results may linger longer than you may expect
• A Cautious Chewification: The taste is amazing, but given how permanent or life-altering the changes may be, approach Squeakcakes at one’s discretion.
• Epilogue: Our skunky sponsor expressed disappointment with our score, but thanks Chew Time for getting the word out about his treat. He and Rachel have remained friends and spend some quality skunky time together.
• Fade out and in: Rachel Pierre and Pierre recorded this special message together later.
• A new shot of two Pierres, one in shorts and the other in a tux are seen close up to the screen. They both have devious grins on their faces.
• The shorts one: While I may not have always be perfect, I do know a good product when I taste it and my Squeakcakes are one of a kind and should be eaten by all. Right, Pierre?
• The tux one: Correct, Pierre! Sure, perfection can’t be achieved forever for some who eat my delicious recipe, but I assure you…
• The tux Pierre grins and looks directly ahead, “Yes, you there! I assure you, I am working hard on improving my recipe. Soon, that won’t be an issue anymore.” He winks.
• Shorts one (looking ahead too): In the meantime, still, why not have a Squeakcake anyways? (Holds one up) They’re scent-sational!
• Tux: Yes! (holds one up too) Have a bite and see what you been missing~.
• The two inch the cupcakes closer and closer towards the screen. It almost appears 3D, like its right there.
• The image vanishes. “Need to get away? Book with Expres-”
• CLICK.
• THE END?