The Nightmare Gluteness had struck again. This time, its newest victim was Saffron Masala who happened to be dining with her father, Coriander Cumin. Everything was going well up until dessert when Saffron had ordered a slice of chocolate cake. Its appearance was highly unusual, green frosting with purple spots but Saffron didn’t mind. She took a bite out of it, savoring the rich flavor. However, once she finished it, her belly demanded more. She ordered another, and she devoured quickly as it arrived at her table. Then, she ordered another and then another. With each slice delivered to her, her manners had gotten sloppier. She chewed with her mouth open, allowing everyone to hear her ravenous snarls. Coriander pleaded with his daughter to stop, but his voice fell on deaf ears. All she cared about was chocolate cake, and only chocolate cake.
 
As the minutes went by, Saffron’s lithe figure disappeared, becoming more bloated like a blimp. Her coat went from bright orange to a green hue with purple spots emerging and her mane turned green as well. After spending half-an-hour gorging on cake, the mare had finally ceased her eating much to the relief of the restaurant staff. Using her tongue, she lapped up the bits of cake on her face and unleashed a loud belch from her belly that could be heard from the kitchen.
 
“S-Saffron, are you alright,” Corriander asked, trembling in fear of what his daughter had become.
 
Her eyes darted towards him, they had an eerie violet glow, and she chuckled with a bit of a sinister tone, “I’ve never felt better.”