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In the words of Monty Python's Flying Circus, "And now for something completely different." "It's...!"
By one situation or another, the Kira Kira Precure have had a run in with a monster of a very different breed. By my logic, the one thing that protects a Magical Girl an allows them to always bounce back and save the day is their purity and innocence; their virginity in the case of the Pretty Cure. Well, the monster in question was a herm cupcake monster. As she had run ins with the Cures, she just adored their cute desert like themes. She needed to have them.
Her first defeat and conquest was Cure Whip; after having her way with the girl and flooding her womb with cream, the beast grabbed the broken girl, and stuffed her right up her cake like cock. Inside the monster's 'womb', Cure Whip's broken body and mind was warped by the sweet sugars and creams, her mind eroding from a human and becoming something new, as her flesh and bones became like a Japanese shortcake.
When she was at last born again into the world, Ichika Isumi was gone. Whip opened her eyes, now two polished candies, as she stood up on her cake like heels. Her mind was filled with the sweet delights of sexual pleasure, of someone indulging in her non-stop regenerating cake like body, and just how syrupy and sticky yummy sperm was. But most of all, she wanted her friends to join her in this eternal "sweet dream"...