"Umm... yeah." You awkwardly reply. "Let's get this over with."
"Don't say it like that! You should be excited to be Ash's cake. This is going to be so cute!" One of Ashby's friends chides.
"I'm so excited..." You drawl.
"You know that one of the big points of this is to prove that you love and trust Ashby right?" Another one of Ashby's friends asks.
"I know I know." You sigh. "I do trust her. That's why I'm here and not currently sprinting as fast as I can out the door again."
"Hmmph. You only escaped last time because we were distracted and not prepared. We've hired some girls to watch the doors in case you tried to run like you did when your shitty team lost.
"I'm glad Ashby has such good friends."
"Damn straight. Now unless you want that tux rental completely ruined, take it off!"
You try to keep yourself from trembling as you take your tux off.
"Get completely naked you idiot. God men are so dumb!"
You say nothing, but comply with the order. You don't want to piss any of these girls off. Legally, the only woman that can eat you now is Ashby... but you still aren't going to try your luck by pissing off a single one of these women.
"Ok girls, let's frost him up!"
If you didn't just get married, and weren't about temporarily (hopefully) slide down the throat of your new wife, this would probably be one of the greatest experiences of your life. Even though all of Ashby's friends bellies are bulging and wriggling with unfortunate men from the open man bar, they are still extremely hot women who happen to be rubbing frosting all over every inch of your naked body.
However, you just got married to these womens' best friend. You always will be faithful to Ashby, because you love her, but you have to be especially careful not to do anything that would give any of these women a single reason to think you are being unfaithful.
It takes all your willpower to keep yourself from trembling when they finally announce they're done frosting you. One of Ashby's friends puts a little hat on your head that is a bride and groom, just like the figurines stuck in wedding cakes. The girls all congratulate themselves on a job well done then tell you to sit on the cart so they can wheel you out to Ashby. You comply and pray to all that is holy that you're complete trust in your new wife isn't misplaced.
The girls wheel you out and Ashby's eyes light up when she sees you. The crowd awes and giggles at you as you are wheeled to a stop in front of your new bride.
"Ready Troy?" Ashby asks with an excited look on her face.
"Ready Ash..." You gulp.
