The verdict

Erina's teeth sank into the Candy apple. They broke through the caramel and easily cut through the apple and sliced off a piece for Erina to savor. At first the snack didn't taste like anything special. Don't get me wrong the caramel was exquisite. It's combination of brown sugar, cream, and butter was excellent, and it was perfectly heated at 340 degrees. However, beyond that there was little of note about the apple itself. It's taste was fairly stan-

"Uhh!" Erina exclaimed as a sudden burst of flavor enveloped her mouth. It was a sudden shock of sweetness. Unsure of what had happened she took another bite, but this time she felt a sour taste. The next bite was sweet again. Then sour again. Then another sweet. The shifting taste tantalized her tastes buds.

'These shifting flavors,' Erina thought, 'why won't they stop. My tongue needs to rest!'

The underwear clad girl began to sway left and right enamored with the flavor causing her boobs to bounce rhythmically. Eventually Erina finished the treat. She licked her lips with satisfaction.

'Yukihira must have sliced open the apple before pouring the caramel,' Erina thought, 'then used a syringe to insert these flavors.'

Erina took another bite into a section of the apple that had been cleared of caramel, she wanted to know if the taste was diminished without the caramel. She was in for a surprise. The bite sent a shock through her system. It was chocolate! The core of the apple was replaced with a pure chocolatey center. Erina was fully overwhelmed by its flavor! Her muscles tightened. Her vision went blurry. She felt herself being taken over by the flavor.

Erina found herself floating, unbound by gravity, in a peaceful world of clouds. She wore nothing but a silky white robe. This situation reminded Erina of her old self. When she considered herself to be a goddess of cooking with no equal. "Ahem," a voice called. Erina span around to see Souma lounging on one of the clouds naked as the day he was born! "Y-Yukihira?" Erina asked with a blush, thankful his privates were covered by cloud (or was she?) Souma smiled at her then lifted a single finger into the air causing the peaceful clouds blackened, and a great pressure filled the space. Suddenly droplets of sweet caramel fell from the sky covering her body much like the apples she had eaten. Her robes however became soaked and started to fall off her body. Erina desperately tried to hold them in place they were the only things she had left after all. Then colorful lightening blasts erupted from the clouds and struck Erina one after another. These blasts didn't hurt instead they sent sharp shocks into Erina's system like the sour and sweet flavors of the apple. And they felt great. Erina couldn't hold in any longer. As the largest of the blast struch her body Erina gave in releasing her robes and letting them fall off her body as she moaned in pleasure. "Ah. Ah. AHHHH!"

Erina slowly chewed and swallowed the final piece of candy apple then exhaled. Her legs were shaking. She felt like she might fall over. As she struggled to stay upright, Erina looked over at Souma. He was standing there with his arms folded and eyes closed clearly in deep thought.

"Souma," Erina whispered with a blush, "Your dish it was. It was"

Before she could finish what, she was saying, Souma suddenly opened his eyes and started yelling.

"Damnit," Souma yelled taking his headband off, "These Tarts really are perfect. The dough is so soft I could sleep on it. Gah, I thought I had you this time."

"Wait, Souma your," Erina tried to tell him, but again stopped when Souma reached his hands down and placed his hands in the elastic of his underwear. Erina's eyes widened. She realized Souma had just taken off his headband and that could only mean one thing.

Souma pushed down on his underwear.

"Noooo!" Erina screamed as she vaulted over the table separating them. Souma was knocked onto the ground with Erina sitting on top of him. A truly embarrassing position for them both if ither cared about their modesty right now.

"What are you doing," Souma groaned. "I lost and have to accept the penalty."

"No, you idiot," Erina rebutted, "You clearly won!"

"What?"

"Your caramel apple was clearly better."

"Don't joke around. Your tarts were amazing."

"I'm being serious. Yours was the superior dish."

"No way!"

Souma couldn't accept what Erina was saying. He had tasted her dish and it was outstanding. Erina had complimented the tarts apple flavor by filling it with a sweet tasting jam made from a mix of several different fruit. The jam was like an extra bit of pizzazz on a dish that already tasted perfect. It was like proof positive that there was such a thing as more perfect! Not only did it enhance the Tarts flavor, but it also made sure the flavor lingered. In fact, in the back of his mind Souma was still within its grasp.

Souma found himself lying in a giant tart clad in his pajamas. It's soft and sweet texture felt like being in an incredibly soft bed. Just being their made Souma incredibly drowsy. Souma stretched out on the tart, shut his eyes, and started to fall asleep. "Souma-kun" A voice called him. Curious Souma opened his heavy eyes ever so slightly and turned his head towards the voice. He immediately went wide eyed. "E-erina?" Souma questioned. Yes, lying next to him was Erina Nakiri covered head to toe is sticky fruit jam and stark ass naked. Her only cover were three apple slices placed over her nipples and vagina. "What? What are you-" Souma was quickly silenced by Erina placing a single sticky finger over his mouth. Then she reached down and in one single seemingly impossible motion ripped the clothes from his body. Instinctively Souma moved to cover his manhood, his cheeks red with embarrassment. He looked to Erina who was staring at him with hungry eyes and slowly inched closer to him. Souma heart was beating a mile a minute as she was now so close, he could feel her breathing. And just as Souma thought his chest was going to explode Erina opened her mouth and whispered into Souma's ear.

"Stop being difficult!" Erina angrily yelled pulling Souma out of his recollection. "Just accept the victory."

"No, I wasn't good enough." Souma replied, "Even after all that training I still can't surpass your skill."

"Why are you being so dramatic?"

"Because this is important."

"Whatever, but I'm taking the loss so, so I'll do the penalty."

Then a red faced Erina reached behind her back and attempted to undo her bra. She was clearly too worked up to consider the implications of what she was doing. Souma did and was taken aback by his rival's actions. His heart stopped for a second seeing Erina fettle with her bra before quickly snapping back to try and stop her. Grabbing her arms, Souma rolled over and tried to pin Erina to the floor.

"Stop it I don't want to win if I don't deserve it."

"You do deserve it you idiot!"

Erina wrapped her legs around Souma's waist and used them to **** him off her. She was in good shape, so it was easy to push Souma off balance. The two annoyingly stubborn and underwear clad chefs tumbled across the floor like a pair of toddlers. Their Food War had devolved into a physical clash.