Easy A in Baking - Part 12 (Finale)

I hope you all enjoyed this story as much as I did. As I mentioned at the start I'm working with the commissioner of this on another story, college based co-ed. So if that's been your liking stay tuned. Don't forget to drop a like or a comment about your thoughts now that we are at the end. Enjoy!

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Olivia had one last final on the last day of school. It was an easy one, the term paper she had written already, she only needed to turn it in. She waddled back to the apartment, officially having finished the school year, and was now on summer break. Olivia had been on campus for a few hours at this point, checking over her essay and printing it at the library. She was excited to get home and revel that the year was over with Fran. Opening the door to her apartment she was hit with the most wondrous smell. It was only midafternoon, but Olivia followed the smell into the kitchen.

“Oh, hey-ya girly!” Fran greeted her, standing at the counter which was covered in her latest mess.

“What’s going on in here?” Olivia asked.

“Just whipping us up an end of the year feast of course.” Fran replied nonchalantly.

Olivia’s interest piqued up as she tried to spy what was in store for her belly, rubbing it with one of her hands as she looked. “Mmm that sounds pretty good.” Olivia moaned.

“Well then go sit your fat butt at the table so you can get started.” Fran commanded, as Olivia obeyed. Requiring two chairs at home as well, Olivia’s spot at the table was well established at this point. Lowering herself onto the chairs her flabby belly oozed into her lap as the worn out leggings put up no resistance. Despite the two chairs her wide ass hips still spilled over the sides, but she was still plenty supported and comfortable. It didn’t take long for Fran to start loading up the table, or for Olivia to start loading up her plate.

Soon the table was completely full and Fran was still bringing out more. “God Fran, how much did you make?” Olivia asked between bites.

“Just a little bit of everything! It’s the culmination of our year, I broke out all my best dishes.” Fran’s go to was usually pasta, but had explored plenty of different ways to make it over the last several months of dinners. So there was chicken broccoli alfredo, chicken parm, carbonara, spaghetti and meatballs, lasagna, homemade mac and cheese, and many more.

Olivia wasn’t shy about filling her plate, and when it was empty filling it again. Fran had been so busy though she had not sat down yet. “Franny, you going to join me?” Olivia asked.

“Yes, sorry. Just finishing a few more things. Damn I really made a mess in here.” She called from the kitchen. Although they ate many a meal together, it wasn’t unusual for Olivia to either start or finish without her roommate, as she finished cooking or cleaned up. The unusual part was that Olivia was already three plates deep before Fran was able to join her. “Finally.” She huffed as she took her seat. “How is everything?” She asked.

“Fantastic! Now grab a plate.” Olivia playfully demanded. Olivia continued to fill her belly, as the serving dishes on the table seemed endless. "You really went all out Franny girl."

"Just wanted to celebrate your BIG accomplishment." Fran giggled. "I'll just say I'm glad you haven't started any sort of diet yet, or even thought about doing so."

Now Fran was being playful, but still pulled at Olivia's heartstrings a bit. "Well it's not like I haven't planned on dieting, but it's only the first day after my last baking class, cut me a little slack."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean any offense, it's just you've gotten pretty fat this past year, it's nice to see you haven't lost your fat girl appetite." Fran explained.

"What do you mean 'fat girl appetite?" Olivia was starting to get a bit riled up, her big body turning red.

"Come one girly, you're already on your fifth plate of rich heavy pasta, what skinny girl ever eats like that?"

"Well those girls aren't surrounded by all this good food, now are they?" Olivia defended. "You know how hungry my belly gets." Olivia rubbed her over fed stomach, which hung out of her tank top.

"I know it does." Fran cooed. "That's why I have to make so much food. Now let me fill your plate, the Mac and cheese and almost gone." Fran emptied the rest of the dish onto her friend's plate, and filled in the rest with another scoop of chicken Parm.

Olivia reluctantly picked her fork back up. Fran was right, Olivia did have quite the appetite these days, didn't she. Baking class was over, but she'd have to battle her own appetite if she ever had any hope of losing weight. Still it was only the first few hours of her summer vacation, she was allowed to cut loose a bit.

After the Mac and cheese, Olivia was able to kill the chicken broccoli Alfredo next. Now serving dishes we're leaving the table instead of joining it as they were cleaned out down to just some smears of sauce. Olivia was eating with a bit of morose after her conversation with Fran, but didn't give it a second thought that she was finishing plate after plate.

Olivia was well and truly fat, there was no denying it. She was wide and her curves were next level. Her hourglass figure had never been fuller, and despite her curves, her belly was nice and plump as well. After a nice filling meal Olivia resembled more bowling ball than hourglass. Fran was heavy too though, and although it was a low blow, bringing that up might make Olivia feel a little better.

It had been an unspoken agreement that Fran had been dipping into Olivia's old clothes for sometime now. Clearly being around as much food they stocked in this house had some adverse effects. Having been the larger of the two friends the longest, weight had always been a touchy issue. It wasn't until now that Olivia had ballooned, and she had her baking class to blame.

As Fran cleared another pan that had been emptied mostly onto Olivia's plate, Olivia decided to make her comment. "Franny, are those my old jeans? And that top, that's one of mine too isn't it?" She softly accused.

"Um yeah, why?" Fran shrugged.

"Well it's just funny, I used to borrow your clothes and now you have to borrow mine. I guess I'm not the only one who's gained some weight this year." She chuckled.

"I only borrow your clothes because you're too fat for them. I'm still quite a few X's below you my dear."

"Tell that to that fat ass of yours. Wouldn't be surprised if it caught up to mine over the summer." Olivia rubbed the side of her large butt cheek for emphasis.

Fran laughed. Yes she was closer to 300 lbs than 200, but she had nothing on Olivia. Her ass was fat, but Olivia's was enormous. "And which one of us needs two chairs again? Oh right that would be you. Now finish the last of this spaghetti and meatballs so I can finish clearing off the table."

"Fine, but this isn't over. If we are going to be sharing a wardrobe, I'm gonna need your help getting some new pieces… none of my tank tops really fit anymore…" she looked down at her fully exposed belly, which had pushed her tank top fully up over the course of the meal.

Fran finished cleaning the table, and Olivia finished her 12th and final plate. It felt like she was in baking class again with how much she had eaten today.

"I'm sorry babe, I don't mean to tease." Fran said from the doorway of the kitchen. "It's just you've gotten quite big this year, and it's kinda nice not being the fat friend for once, even if I have gained some weight this year too. Love you like a sister Olive, and I just want you to be happy." Olivia smiled as her roommate bared her soul. Yes she was fat, but with a friend like Fran she could overcome anything, fat or thin. "So that's why I baked you a special cake." Fran revealed that she was hiding a three tier cake in the kitchen. It was iced beautifully and looked quite delicious. "I just wanted to do something nice for a nice person, so I hope you like it." She slid the cake in front of Olivia and handed her a fork.

Olivia was already pretty full, and this cake was bigger than anything professor Mondale even threw at her. Olivia was reminded of what that chubby former taste tester had told her. It was hard to resist sweets after the class ended, but it was the only way she was able to start to lose weight. Her meal had already loaded her up with thousands upon thousands of calories, but this cake on top of it was just absolutely gluttonously sinful.

Olivia sat at a crossroads In Front of her. Yes her diet didn't need to start today, but would saying no to this cake be the first step in a long road to getting her figure back? She couldn't hurt Fran's feelings though, she was her best and only friend, her rock. This cake was a symbol though, and the decision Olivia made would have long standing effects.

"Thank you so much Fran, it looks amazing! I just hope I have room to eat it all!" With that she stuck a big forkful in her mouth. Fran smiled as the cake slowly filled the rest of her friend's belly.

After finishing one tier Olivia took a short break to wipe her mouth. With her mouth not full during her breather she was able to tell Fran something interesting. "You know Mondale told me she could pull some strings and get me as the class taste tester for cooking 101 in the fall. I'm thinking of taking her up on it."

"I think that's an amazing idea." Fran said with a grin, rubbing the shoulders behind her roommate.

"You know some ice cream might help wash this down a bit easier, think we have some?"

"I was hoping you'd ask." Fran replied. "Let me grab you some tubby, I…I…I mean let me grab you a tub." Fran stammered.

"Make it two, and I'll forget that comment." Olivia replied with a grin.

As predicted Olivia never started her diet. The two roommates ate the summer away. It wasn't long before Olivia was over 500 lbs, and Fran was hitting her own milestone back at 300. Fran had an abundance of clothes to borrow from Olivia, but needed new pants more often than anything. As the fall came Olivia looked forward to one class more than most. Cooking 101 was scheduled for an hour and a half every Tuesday and Thursday. Unlike last year though, Olivia was pretty sure she was going to enjoy this class each and every week.