The_Baker

( This is an alt for Hoots_Groce_Stash - heed the warnings that lie there before reading on - yes I'm gross I know)

Milo Morris is a known name in his town, and for very good reason - his baking is sublime. Brownies? Always on top of the competition. Fudge? Fresh and sublime every single day. Cream anywhere in one of his recipies? It'll taste fucking heavenly.

There's only one problem;

He never seems to get too many returning customers. Talk about his bakery is always either low, framed like it's a diamond in the rough, or like it just popped up overnight. Nobody can quite acertain why, though nobody around seems to even want to.

If you ask him about it though...he doesn't seem to really care.

Now, such is odd because of his situation, but a lot less so when one takes a peek at his process in many of his more popular offerings.

Take, for example, the glazed donut, a favorite among many in the area during the breakfast hours. Preparation is normal...except for the glazing. No cheap, half-baked sugary mess is up to Milo's standard, so, there's one thing he opts for instead;

His own, organic "frosting" - a load of cum made from a customer, blown right over the ring of bread.

Of course, because of allergens and taste differences, he does make some with a more conventional mixture. Though, the one he makes himself tends to get better feedback, so he doesn't stock or even make too many alternatives.

Due to simply not having a way to reliably have enough of the ingredients he needs to put out as much as he puts out per day, Milo improvises a tad with some of his goods. To do this, he normally pens in some sort of special on the menu made with some of the particular material he has to improvise that day. Once the special's ordered, the lucky customer is taken to the back of the bakery, and shoved into Milo to slop down into whatever he particularly needs. Or, at least, something close.

Surprisingly, his "chocolate" goods have never earned him a visit from a health inspector. In fact, they're some of the most well-received things on the daily menu.

Outside of his unique technique when it comes to amassing ingredients, Milo is a lovely, lovely lad. He's as sweet as a peach and always somehow ends up saying exactly what you'll want to hear, be it hearfelt or otherwise. Every customer of his always seems to mention "that one adorable brown-haired dude" or something of the sort when talking about him and his place. Some may give a little bit about how he made them smile on a bad day, or break out in laughter on a worse one. Everyone seems to like him when he's around.

Everyone who doesn't end up as part of what's on the menu, anyway~