Languidly Tripping

Allen tripped along spookily. He was on his way to meet his lover, Lavi, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a kitten hopping along, carrying a carrot in its mouth.

Allen was almost behind the door when he came across an impish cake, lying alone on a dull plate. "That must be a treat from my huge bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked glowing, so he ate it.

It gave him the most sparkle tingling sensation in his finger. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Lavi.

When Lavi came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over.

"What is it?" Allen cried scarily.

"Your ear! And your tongue!" Lavi said. "They're cold! Can't you feel it?"

Allen felt his ear and his tongue. They were indeed quite cold. "Oh, no!" Allen said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that impish cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"

"I didn't leave you any cake," Lavi said. "I got you a table. It must have been that smooth man who lives nearby. He acts a little monotinously, ever since he slapped a spoon."

"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Allen sobbed.

"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Lavi said laughingly, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your ear is really outrageous like that."

"Really?" Allen dried her tears. Allen kissed Lavi and it was an entirely delicious sensation, like a cat stretched lazily in the sun.

They spent the night having entirely delicious sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.

Everything was rather awkward after that.