From elsewhere (SA):
It was lunchtime in the kitchen, and Aunt Jemima was busy cooking delicious treats for all her young wards. She thought about their supple young bodies as she kneaded the dough, hands trembling as in through the door strode the young innocent Land O'Lakes girl, clad in her indian finery. "Whats for dinner Aunt?" she trilled sweetly
"I was thinking about sausages."
The Land O'Lakes girl frowned. "Oh. I'd much prefer a beef sandwich"
Aunt Jemima's heart skipped a beat as she moved over to the young girl. "I.. I like eating beef sandwiches too... especially licking up the mustard"
The girl smiled. "Yeah, I hate mayonnaise on my meals" With that, she leapt at Aunt Jemima, unveiling her pancakes and rubbing them with delicious butter, which she then started to lap up.
Aunt Jemima sat on the sideboard, parting her legs as the young girl went to work on her spam fritters, feeling the tingle of baking powder fizz down her spine.
Suddenly to the shock of both, the comely Mrs Butterworth waddled in through the front door. "Oh, hope I'm not interrupting anything," she smirked, taking a jar of syrup from her bag, and stripping herself down, begun to pour it over herself, finishing off the scene with some chocolate sprinkles and a little umbrella
The three began to partake in a delicious mix, doughy bodies rising and falling with the heat, as Mrs Butterworth began to knead the breasts of the Land O'Lakes girl, who started to lick the sugary coating of Aunt Jemima
And then with a bang, Col. Klink burst though the door. "Ach, was ist das?!" he exclaimed, his monacle popping out in surprise, sausage already in hand. Too many cooks wouldn't spoil THIS pot...
