Margery was a simple woman, she baked pie, she baked cookies, she baked tarts, she baked cakes, maybe even a scone. But today was a special day; she was baking her magnum opus, a cherry pie made with the blood of her late husband. She had to rush it, her grandson was coming over in the afternoon, she turned the oven all the way up to get it cooked sooner. Margery picks up the phone only to hear the police! "Your grandson crashed and burned like a complete fucking idiot lol." She put down the phone and thought: "finally the dumb bitch is dead."
oh no!!! The house fucking burns down and the pie became sentient. It crawls out of the antique oven with 3' human legs and a pair of Balenciaga platform crocs; it seems horny.
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Non-Fiction"Sexy, sexy pie. Pie be so sexy. Ooohh yeah, pie. You dirty little pie." - New York Times A widowed grandma bakes her famous cherry pie but then the pie gets a little horny...
