There was something oddly familiar about the room Blake found himself in. As he looked around from his vantage point, however, he didn't remember ever being in here before.

Suddenly, the transformed mage heard a loud rumbling sound coming from behind him, as if a hungry giant was standing behind him. Upon shifting his vision to see what was making that noise, he saw the top half of a woman towering over him. The pink dress, the long, blonde hair, the big, blue eyes staring at him right now ... Blake immediately recognised her as Princess Peach. Somehow that potion had also transported him to the world of the Super Mario games! That growl he heard must have come from her stomach. If only he could do something to satisfy the princess' hunger.

"One slice of cake won't hurt," Peach said to herself as she raised a fork over the slice of cake on her lap and slowly brought it down. From Blake's perspective, it looked like a huge fork was heading directly towards him. To his horror, he realised exactly what kind of inanimate object he had been turned into: a slice of cake. And Princess Peach was about to eat him!

"No, wait! Don't eat me, Princess Peach!" Blake yelled telepathically, hoping that the princess would hear his plea.

"Oh, a talking cake!" Peach said with a cheerful giggle. Once upon a time, she would have been shocked to hear her food speak. After her last adventure in which talking flowers and dancing pipes were the least of the crazy things she witnessed, she found the notion of her food talking to her quite charming. She cut a bit of the cake off with her fork, raised it to her lips, and popped it into her mouth. "Mmm, a tasty talking cake!" Peach added as she started chewing.

Blake felt part of his body disappearing and heard the princess moan with delight as she chewed away on her mouthful before swallowing it. It was a lot less painful than he was expecting - perhaps being a cake took away his ability to feel pain - but he still didn't like the prospect of being eaten and digested, even by someone as nice as Princess Peach.

"No, you don't understand!" Blake said frantically as the giant fork came down and sliced away another piece of his body for Peach to eat. "I'm not supposed to be eaten! I turned myself into a cake by accident! You gotta help me get back to normal!" As he finished begging the princess to help him, another hungry rumble came from her stomach. It liked the morsel she had sent down and it wanted more, so the princess happily continued to devour the delicious cake before her.

"Don't be silly!" Peach teased. "You're a yummy, tasty, delicious slice of cake and I need to help you get in my belly!" As she gave her belly a few pats with her gloved hand, Blake couldn't help but notice that it looked a little bit chubbier than he remembered. Maybe it was just the fabric of her dress making it look a bit bigger, or maybe the princess had been eating a lot of sweet treats lately. Either way, bit by bit, his body was ending up inside her hungry belly and there was nothing he could say or do to stop her from completely consuming him while making constant comments about how tasty he was.

Soon, only the mouthful of cake with Blake's consciousness in it was still on Peach's lap. The rest of him was now tucked away in the princess' gurgling gut, which continued to torment him about his fate. Part of him wished that Peach had eaten this part of him sooner so that at least he'd have lost consciousness by now instead of having to listen to her stomach digesting him. Out of desperation, he tried explaining his situation one last time to her while she rubbed her (almost) full belly.

"My name is Blake. Blake Heart. I'm a human being and I'm not from this world. I've been studying magic and I accidentally transported myself to your world, turning myself into a cake in the process. I know you think I'm delicious but I need your help to get back to normal and get back home. Please, I beg you, help me!"

The first thing Blake heard in response was an amused chuckle. It wasn't long before he found out what Peach found funny when she suddenly called him "Blake the Cake". The way she was teasing him embarrassed the mage and he would have blushed if he wasn't just a bit of cake.

Soon, however, Blake saw something that would have made him blush even more. Peach set him down on a table and took off her dress, giving him a good view of her in her underwear! Blake's vision was drawn to her belly when it let out a noisy groan and he was certain that it had a thicker layer of pudge on it than usual. Despite what was happening to the rest of his body inside it, the mage had to admit that the princess' belly looked cute on the outside.

"If you really are a human who turned himself into a cake," Peach mused, "what'll happen when you turn back into a human? This last bit of cake must be your head, so won't you just be stuck as a head for the rest of your life? My belly's already digesting the rest of you after all." She punctuated her point with a few pats to her pudgy, gurgling belly, each one jostling the fat a little. "I think it's better if I get every last bit of you all together in my belly."

Although Blake was pretty sure Peach was just trying to come up with an excuse to finish eating him, he couldn't come up with a counterargument. At least, not before the princess pierced him with her fork and lifted him up to her lips, which she licked in anticipation of her last morsel.

"Thank you Blake the Cake," Peach said to the mage, "for being so yummy and filling up my tummy." With that, she popped the last piece of cake into her mouth and happily chewed away. Blake was plunged into darkness, thrown around and broken apart inside the confines of the princess' mouth, and finally swallowed in one big gulp that sent him sliding down her throat until he plopped down into her belly. Now that he was reunited with the rest of his body, he could feel himself being constantly rearranged by the churning stomach as it digested him, and again when there was a rhythmic thumping sound that could only have come from Peach patting her belly.

"Now which swimsuit should I wear to the beach today?" Peach wondered aloud as she looked at her wardrobe. "Maybe I should've asked Blake the Cake before eating him." This was the last thing Blake heard before he lost consciousness and he silently cursed his luck as he realised he was going to miss out on the chance to see Peach in a swimsuit.

Or was he?