This choice: Isabella takes a leaf out of Gina’s book and...cooks? • Go Back...Chapter #7Sisterly Cooking Plot by: Keroro04   "Teach me to cook, please!"
"Whaaaaat?"
It was the middle of the night, and as Gloria Vandergast sat in bed only covered by a bra and a blanket, she was utterly perplexed to hear a voice begging her to teach her how to cook. She didn't even know how she got the number... until she checked the caller ID and realized this was a member of the Bianchi family.
This naturally left the self-proclaimed Kitchen Boss even more confused, as she was wondering why a member of the Bianchis were even asking about how to cook. Weren't they at the head of a italian chain, with even branch family members running their own successful chains while still supporting the main business? How could a member of that family not be madly talented with food.
"I just... explain, please. My brain can barely handle this."
"Well... let's just say my sister has been teasing me about my weight a bit too much. I've been wanting her to succumb to our own genes because of that, but I've never really been in the cooking sort of business like my mom and dad were. I've... well, been in other business."
"Okay, but where does someone like me come into that?" Gloria asked, rolling her eyes.
"Well my sister has been calling you plenty of things, like "my greatest threat" or "a real thorn in my side"... I just presumed that if she saw you like that then you'd be a great chef!"
"Hmm... interesting..."
At first, Gloria wasn't sure. However, flattery went a far way in convincing the vice and hubris driven Vandergast. Not to mention, she could relate to having a rivalry with her sister. After all, while they did love each other in the end she always found herself in argument with her own sister Estelle.
Not to mention... teaching a Bianchi and making it public would work wonders for her prestige. If she trained this Isabella well enough, it'd once and for all prove that Vandergast cooking was better than Bianchi cooking, which would be enough to drive all the business her way. It didn't even matter if Isabella became loyal from this or not, so long as it happened in the first place!
"...Tell you what, I'll consider it. But for now, let me send you some recipes that you can start with as well as some videos. I've had Nicole do some recordings of me cooking some of this, and I think I've done pretty well with them..."
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The next morning, Gina was awoke by the sound of ringing bells.
"Hey everybody! Breakfast is ready!"
Gina almost immediately paused. That wasn't her mother's voice, which she'd expect now that her mom was retired and had a lot more time to actually cook. No, that was Isabella's voice. Her sister's voice.
"Did... did she just... no, I'm probably just hearing things. There's no way she actually cooked something. It smells way too good to be her."
Taking her steps downstairs however, she'd be proven completely wrong as she witnessed to something she wished she could unsee. Her sister, Isabella was standing right in front of the stove, carefully cooking up a egg. She was thankfully wearing a shirt under her apron, but this early in the morning with no reason to go out just yet meant Gina laid witness to her sister's behind, only kept from being indecent by a pair of panties.
"Oh my goodness, put some pants on Isabella!"
"Oh please, this is the one day a week I have where I'm free to do what I want. Besides, remember what you said yesterday?"
Almost immediately, Gina froze. She remembered exactly what she had promised her sister yesterday. She had made that statement as a joke however, but she knew that if her sister was being serious and actually cooking... then she'd look like a real jerk if she just said no.
"Y-yeah. I told you that if you started cooking I'd-"
"Taste test every meal."
"Taste te- err, yeah."
"Well how about you sit down and take a bite? It took a whole night of studying, but I finally managed to figure out something you may actually enjoy. But don't eat them all! Some of them are for the rest of us!"
Looking down, Gina saw a plate full of italian style pancakes, with thin sprinkles of bacon mixed into the dough. This plate was stacked tall, and had to have at least four stacks, each with over a dozen pancakes. To the side, similarly large plates had stacks of sausages and bacon. She still had to finish the eggs, but it was clear she was making a bunch of those as well.
Was she trying to get her to be fat? Was this retribution for what she had said last night? She was already backed into a corner, and she couldn't do a thing about it! All she could do was take a new plate, and grab about three pancakes from off the stack and hoped that'd be enough to make her happy.
"Oh, only three? Are you sure that's enough? Here, let me add you a few more."
Make that a stack of 5. And for good measure, Isabella then followed up by drenching it in syrup.
"Look, I'm sorry. I'll apologize for all the jokes at your jest if you just-"
"A promise is a promise, Gina... now come on, just take a bite..."
Well, there was no way out after all. With it out of her hands, Gina began cutting up the stack of flapjacks into small bites, before beginning her meal. As soon as she put a single piece in her mouth though, the worry melted away. In it's place was actual surprise and... enjoyment! For once, Isabella actually put effort into something, and the result tasted genuinely amazing!
"Oh... oh, this is actually good! Where'd you learn how to cook like this?"
"Uh... from watching you?" Isabella said, nervously. Gina could never know about the deal she made with Gloria. Otherwise, there was a real fear that things could get ugly and that her learning could be for naught.
"Wow, I didn't realize you were learning from watching me! Maybe I should start teaching some of my fellow subordinates directly? I know that British bitch is doing that with her chefs, but I reckon I could do it better than she can..."
"Yeah!" Isabella yelled, relieved that she bought into it.
"Good to hear that you agree!"
With that, Isabella resumed cooking as one by one the rest of the Bianchis made it to the table to start their meals. Considering that it was four adults, one would expect it to be overkill if it weren't for the Bianchi Genes giving two of them a genuine gluttony factor while a third was just naturally predispositioned for gluttony.
Even then though, even for Gina she had found herself still eating a bunch even when she was still eating the least out of the family. Seven pancakes in total, alongside a few small sausage links, some bacon and three sunny side eggs. She had eaten so much she had not only surprised herself, but she was straight up so full she felt like she was going to burst!
"Ugh... I want to diiiiiiieee..."
"Welcome to my *BWOOOARP* world..." Isabella said back, with a smile on her face.
"Well... thankfully this is only going to be a one time occurrence, right? It's good you cooked for today, but I can understand if it was just a one time thing."
Isabella only let out a sharp toothed grin, as she rubbed down her similarly overly stuffed gut.
"Right...?"
"...You'll see."
"Uh oh."
With that, it became clear that Isabella's cooking was here to stay. As she learned the art of cooking by night by both watching Gloria's videos and even visiting her whenever she was available, she'd test it out during the day just for Gina to try out, knowing that her cooking skills and ability to garner pity from her made her eat so much that she'd fall into a food coma every time.
Also, at least thanks to a bit of off-handed advice from her lover Benito, a addition of hunger supplements to her morning drink, just in case.
Regardless, with all three factors in place it was painfully obvious that Gina was going to blow up like a balloon sooner rather than later. The bigger Bianchi sister could practically dream of Gina's rear swelling up bigger and bigger, until it eclipsed her own. Big enough to where she'd be the smaller one by comparison, and big enough to where she'd barely be able to stand.
Then, and only then she'd feel like she'd learn her lesson.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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