Mom's hosting her sons and all their friends round her house and is baking some gingerbread men. The boys come in to grab some cookies but she slaps their hands away - that first batch she made, something was off. Don't touch those! Just wait until she's made the rest. She turns her back and of course, they all take the opportunity to scavenge the cookies while she's not looking. She turns back around to find they've disappeared and gets back to her baking, relieved they've gone to find something else to entertain them. She disposes of the bad cookies before anyone can eat them, not realising one of the boys is still stranded on the plate. The others scatter across the kitchen counter, running for cover as her thunderous steps come closer. She accidentally tramples them, mixes them up in the cookie dough, vores them, all without a clue what chaos she's causing. When her husband calls, she's momentarily distracted and one boy takes the opportunity to try to rescue his friends from their sticky fates. But she starts getting frisky on the countertop, accidentally squashing the boys back into the dough. Her husband has to go, and interrupts her fun. When she slides the gingerbread men and all the trapped boys into the oven, one lucky survivor clings to a piece of dough still stuck to her nipple for dear life. But his luck doesn't last - she's still turned on from that phone call and sits down to play with herself while the gingerbread men are cooking, knocking him from her nipple onto her pussy. As she takes the cookies out of the oven, one last survivor makes a last ditch effort to save his friends, but is caught in a slick of icing pouring down on top of him and soon winds up inside of mom like everybody else...