The greediest of them all? Entrant 2: Gemma Patterson

Single-handedly keeping all the bakeries of Cheshire in business, Gemma Patterson has yet to meet a cake she didn't fall desperately in love with. The bright colours, the spongy textures, the amazing smells and squidgy oozing centres, the beautiful shiny frosting... Mmmmmm... it's a sensory overload that always gets office barbie's soft round tummy rumbling and her tongue licking the underside of her perfectly whitened teeth.

'If you clean your plate,' Gemma's mum always said, 'you can have pudding.' Little did Linda Patterson realise what a trigger she was setting up. Ever since then, however much she's enjoying her main course, Gemma is - on some deep subconscious level - only warming up her tummy and tastebuds for the main event: pudding! Even after a meal that leaves her paunch pressing against the table, the angelic blonde always reaches for the dessert menu with a twinkle in her bright blue eyes, habit numbing the sensation of tightly straining buttons and slightly stretched feeling around her sides after a particularly big meal.

Indeed, so long as there’s cake and cream in front of her, Gemma will eat until... well, until all those puddings, creams and treats conspire with her excitement and naturally giddy personality to inflict an epic sugar crash on our portly heroine. Only then does her eating falter, her chubby arms flopping limp with exhaustion either side of a pulsing, overloaded middle. One can only wonder at how spherical Gemma would become if she had someone to keep feeding her after she could no longer lift her fork. And though she might whine and squirm in digestive discomfort later, deep in her psyche she doesn't regret a single bite.

Though just as likely as Abby or Amelia to eat the last slice of cake, what sets Gemma apart is that she'd feel bad about it afterwards. Indeed, it's perhaps a testament to just how greedy Gemma is that her appetite can sometimes override even her uncommonly warm-hearted and thoughtful nature - occasionally getting her into all sorts of trouble (watch this space!). Nor is the seemingly angelic beauty above a little manipulation, as many a barista and waiter who've fallen into the pools of her innocent blue eyes or chasm of her sinfully swollen cleavage can attest. A dipped smile, a flick of lush golden hair, a flutter of lashes, a cute little pout... Who could possibly deny Gemma anything?

And of course, the knowledge that her irresistible cuteness was responsible for her being served the biggest, ooziest slice of Victoria sponge behind the counter by some salivating would-be suitor only makes it taste twice as sweet.

Gluttony rating: 🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁