Time to cook

Bona Pettit stepped to the front of the room, writing on the chalkboard that was the only aspect of the room that seemed unlike a kitchen. With rapid movements, she wrote out steps to a fairly simple recipe, one that Kasha recognized as being one for cupcakes. "There are many ways to a victim's heart, but I believe the most efficient is through their stomach. Thus, cooking skills are valuable in the art of seduction. There are upper level versions of this course that involve more complicated dishes, the preparation of full course meals, and the creation of your own original dishes. But because of the introductory nature of this course, you are simply required to prepare a simple recipe provided for you. After all, sometimes a simple handmade treat has more charm than the most lavish meal. Your assignment is simple: prepare the described dish to my satisfaction. Passing or failing will be based on that one simple metric."

Kasha recognized all of the ingredients and steps, it was all very simple, but the "homemade frosting" stood out to her. Thanks to the items all being clearly labeled, Kasha could see what it was, but something about the texture seemed off to her.

Well, that was the final step, for now she'd handle the beginning preparations.

It was a simple matter to begin mixing the batter and set the oven to preheat.

But the two succubi taking the same class seemed lost. Had they never learned how to cook? Was this meant as an actual lesson for them?

Both of the other succubi were casting glances over at Kasha as they clumsily tried to figure out what to do. It was clear they were lost, and wanted to ask for help. But should Kasha provide it? Could helping them come back to bite her in some way?