As tempting as eating out in nature or on the go was, eating 6 donuts this size came with having to walk home afterward. Evan wasn't even sure if he could finish off even one of these bad boys without overstuffing himself, and having to drag himself home afterward would be a pain. He could just as easily enjoy these while watching a movie at the apartment. And it was not as if the city wouldn't be there for him to explore tomorrow.
Evan made his way back to the apartment, jumped on the couch, and turned on the TV, clicking on an action movie before opening up the box to see exactly what flavors the Panther had given him. The donuts were clearly filled ones, and Evan wondered briefly whether a donut-like this was technically a bun, or just a filled donut, before biting into the first one drenched in chocolate icing. The dough was light and airy, breaking apart easily in his mouth, flavored with the rich chocolate icing that seemed to coat and melt into it as he chewed. Honestly, it was the best donut he had ever tasted. He was no donut connoisseur by any means, but even his unrefined pallet could tell this was top quality stuff as he took another bite, savoring the experience... and then he hit the cream, a sudden burst of sweetness exploded in his mouth. The vanilla cream was whipped to perfection, and as he chewed, he felt small lumps that burst with juice as they hit his tongue, ripe strawberries that added freshness, and mingled with the chocolate icing into a holy trinity of rich, smooth, and sweet that danced along his tongue cradled in the feather show wings of an angel. So enraptured was he, that suddenly he bit down and felt a sharp pain as he bit his own hand.
"OW!" Evan cried as he broke from the spell and examined his hand. Fortunately, he hadn't broken the skin, which was all too easy with teeth like his. What shocked him more was that the donut was already gone. "That was literally the best thing I have ever eaten," he said out loud to himself. He almost felt sorry it was over, before remembering he had a whole box of those things right next to him, and quickly he pulled out the next, this one covered in icing topped with nuts, and quickly dug in, instantly hit with another euphoric wave of perfectly balanced textures and flavors. Nuts with a peanut butter and Nutella cream; cocoa powder with fudge, cream, and coffee liqueur; pistachio with a cherry cream filling, Irish cream icing with a chocolate strawberry cream dotted with spicy notes of red pepper, peaches, and cream with a caramel glaze...
All too soon, it was all over. Even collapsed onto the couch, oblivious to the movie whose credits were rolling, the title totally forgotten in the blissful aftermath. His stomach was visibly swollen from the gorging, but the discomfort was lost in the contented feeling left by the experience. Evan rubbed his stomach, massaging it as he licked his muzzle, searching for any leftover cream. He didn't think Katie had any worries about him being a regular at the bakery. In fact, despite having no room left in his stomach, he wanted more. Then the thought hit Evan that the bakery may do deliveries, maybe they were open, and he could order more. It was not as if he has actually spent any money tonight... Or, he could wait until morning and have it for breakfast. Then again, he HAD just polished off the entire box, which was big enough to fill the stomach of someone twice his size. This may be a 'sometimes' event...
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