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Easy A in Baking - Part 9
🕑 Added 2023-04-12 11:59:01 +0000 UTCBy the end of January Olivia had finally rounded over that 300lbs milestone. Her body was wider than ever, she was just grateful she could layer her new curves under all her clothes as the winter bruised on. Despite her size, Olivia couldn’t keep from filling her mouth almost constantly. Baking class was only twice a week, which left plenty of eating time throughout the rest of the week. With her apartment constantly bursting at the seams with snacks and meals, Olivia was never more than an arm's reach away from something to eat, a far cry from her holiday at home when she had to resort to going for a fast food fix. Fran made sure meals were always ready, and at this point Olivia didn’t even need any encouragement to fully dig into a nice big full rich meal, she was eager to.
As Fran toiled away in the kitchen, Olivia wasn’t shy about having a snack or two before a big meal. Olivia was well aware of her size, but looking into the kitchen she was now noticing she wasn’t the only one looking a little bigger these days. Fran had been a pretty solid 200 lbs since the day Olivia had met her, but her booty was looking a bit wider than ever before. Her jeans, which she normally wore tight to show off her asset, were looking strained, like they were packing about 20 extra pounds behind their denim stitching. At least Olivia wasn’t the only one with some extra flab. Still planning to burn off the extra pounds over the summer, she felt a little reassured that she wasn’t alone, even if she still had 80 lbs on her.
Olivia certainly wasn’t eating like she wanted to burn off any extra calories. Fran dropped a big pot of spaghetti and meatballs on the table, as Olivia peeled herself out of the couch to come enjoy the meal. Helping herself to a large portion, Fran wouldn’t let her start without a little cheese. “Oh I almost forgot the parm!” The somewhat more spry girl said, jumping back into the kitchen to grab the block of cheese and the grater. Dusting her roommates plate completely in cheese it was almost hard to see the noodles underneath. Olivia was just eager to dig in and fill her belly with the warm pasta.
*Ding* “Garlic bread is done!” Fran sang, as she went to go fetch it.
“Fran, your garlic bread has been getting better and better.” Olivia complemented between bites. “Two slices please.” She requested, which Fran was more than happy to provide.
“I’ve been practicing.” She said with a smile, placing the slices on her roommate's plate.
Olivia finished her plate and used the last of the garlic bread to soak up some of the tomato sauce. Fran didn’t even need to ask if she wanted seconds, the hungry girl just reached back into the pot, helping her to a serving that matched her first. Fran smiled at her friend's healthy appetite, that was until she noticed she wasn’t immediately digging in. “Fran, some cheese please?” How silly of her. Fran picked the block back up and covered the plate in cheese once more. With that Olivia was satisfied and started to dig back in. “Fran, these meatballs are outstanding. So glad they are a good size too, I hate when people make small dense meatballs.”
“Thank you. More garlic bread?” Fran asked.
“Mmm, yes.” Olivia answered, licking some sauce from her lips. “Three slices this time please.”
“Coming right up.” Fran replied, grabbing an additional one for herself while she was up.
Soon her second plate was finished, just as clean as her first. “Gosh this is so good, I need to have another serving.” Olivia said, grabbing the spoon from the pot for a third time. Another round of cheese, and of course a few more slices of garlic bread. After three plates, Olivia's belly was noticeably fuller. Nowhere near as full as she was after a baking class, Olivia was about as full as she got at the dinner table. The eagerness to reach for the spoon once more had faded as she was starting to get drowsy after all that heavy pasta.
“What’s your secret Fran?” Olivia asked her about her recipe as she lounged having finished her third plate.
“Love of course!” Fran chuckled. “You really wanna know?” She asked, but didn’t wait for an answer. “I butter my noodles before I add the sauce. Makes them a bit richer, and makes everything a bit creamier.” Olivia moaned, thinking about the enjoyable meal. Fran took a look in the pasta pot and noticed there was a decent amount left. “Look like there is one more serving in here, girly. You up for it?” Olivia debated with herself for a second, but soon nodded, causing Fran to dump the remaining contents of the pot on Olivia’s plate. Olivia was pretty full, but the pasta and meatballs were so good. She knew she could handle another serving, even though she didn’t need it. Olivia was used to just giving into food by now.
Fran had slightly fibbed about there only being one serving left, it was a bit more than a serving. The heaping pile of noodles and meatball on her plate was much bigger than any course she had served herself so far, so much so it was hanging over the edges of the plate. What would be spaghetti and meatball without cheese, so Fran dumped plenty of that on as well. The serving size was larger than Olivia anticipated, but still it was what she agreed to, and the pasta was good, so she picked up her fork and speared a meatball. After what she endured in her baking class, this was really nothing.
Fran dragged the pasta pot back to the kitchen for cleaning. “Only four slices of garlic bread left, can you help polish those off too?” Olivia had a mouth full of meatball, so she just waved Fran over with them, her thickened arm jiggling a bit in the air over her head. Olivia did what she did best and ate bite after bite. Her belly swelled as it filled even more with pasta, meat, and bread. Olivia just relished in each tasty bite, knowing she could only stop when her plate was clear. Her baking class had certainly started adding inches to her frame, but Olivia had unconsciously turned into a willing participant as well. She could try to watch what she ate outside of class, she could call it quits after just one plate of Fran’s rich cooking. But no, Olivia indulged her taste buds. She was seeking out opportunities to eat, and embracing any that came her way. Baking class was one thing, but the pig she was making out of herself was her own doing.
Fran had cleared the table and Olivia her plate. Fran didn’t often make dessert, but tonight she had tried her hand at one. “Olive, I know you eat plenty of sweets in class, and I probably don’t hold a candle to them, but I wanted to try something out.” Fran presented a chocolate raspberry cheesecake, placing it on the table in front of Olivia. “Would you please try a slice?” Olivia loved Fran, so of course she would try a slice of her homemade cheesecake. The slice she cut was quite large considering how thick the cheesecake was, but a slice was a much better proportion than eating five whole ones.
They each enjoyed the dessert, Olivia even providing some reassurance to her friend. “Olivia, I don’t know what you were worried about, that was fantastic. It was so good I’ll even take another slice.” Olivia was trying to be supportive, but she also wanted more of that cheesecake.
“Oh I’m so glad to hear that.” Fran said while plating another slice. “There’s actually another dessert I wanted to try, maybe I’ll do that tomorrow.” She said with a smile.
“Bring it on!” Olivia cheered, not considering the caloric implication of encouraging her roommate to start adding sweets to the menu. A second slice turned into a third, which turned into Olivia taking the rest of the pan to her room for the night. She was at least nice enough to give Fran a slice to take to bed too.
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Ruud272001
Awesome 😍🙌. Another fantastic update
