The Baking Contest Turns Nasty

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...and then turns sexy.

might just be a variation of a food fight I suppose.
But what other variations are there?

Baking an aphrodisiac into the batter?
Wearing nothing but an apron as you present your baking?
Sperm is the secret ingredient?
The winner turns out to be a sexbot in disguise?
Bribing the judges with sex?
 
The town is known for two things. High school football (multiple state champs) and the brothel on the edge of town. In a very 'Best Little Whorehouse in Texas' sort of way, the ladies at the brothel keep to themselves, never presenting themselves as a public spectacle.
The town boosters have an annual bake sale/competition to help the kids get their out of town games. One year they fall short and the local madam decides to have her own bake sale out at the house and donate the procedes. It's a crazy success and it makes the difference. And, the baking is incredibly good.
Though nervous about it, the boosters are appreciative and the following year, invite the ladies to participate in the competition in town.
When the working girls show up they are dresed to the nines. Hair and makeup perfect, dresses and heels. Sexy but classy.
The moms see these ladies and instantly feel like they are being shown up, so run home and return dressed similarly.
The resulting sale is more successful than any in history and that evening the wives take their horny husbands home. Nine months later, a batch of bake-sale babies are born.
 
Bread making class. The instructor is a buxom mature woman. One strapping younger student can't seem to get the hang of properly kneading his dough. The instructor invites him to stay after class for some private lessons.

Once they are alone, she places his hands on her ample boobs and starts giving him instructions. One thing leads to another.

Lots of opportunities for baking puns. "I knead you!" "Let me fill you with my batter!" "I don't want to end up with a bun in the oven!"
 
We used to have a bakery in Seattle that made lewd cakes and such. Someone bought one got the annual birthday breakfast at work. We were banned from bringing their goods to work.

They would make anything you wanted. I don’t like cat do I never tried their stuff. But I heard it was very good!
 
Once they are alone, she places his hands on her ample boobs and starts giving him instructions.
"Ah, that's good," she said softly. "You are a pretty quick study after all... Think you're ready for an advanced technique?"
"Ad-advanced?"
She grinned wickedly. "Oh yes. I'll teach you how to properly knead the raisins."
 
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