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In a world without diets or the concept of dietary restraint, someone armed with a tool as powerful as a Green Lantern ring of Oa had very little to concern themselves—except for what, or who, was in the way of their next meal. “One side, Wondy—Intergalactic Lantern Line-Cutting Privileges.” “…you cannot be serious.” “Am I ever anything but?” Thanks to Zatanna’s rewriting of reality, Jessica Cruz had turned into quite the hog. For Diana, it had been the blink of an eye—but for Jessica, a career of exerting her willpower and appetite had turned her into something of a bully. Not unlike another lantern that worked for the Justice League's International division; something that might have been amusing if it wasn’t so annoying. “Hey, get movin’!” honey-colored jowls rippled and rolled as they loosed commands on the still-bleary heroine. “I’m burning energy keeping all this movin’—you think I wanna walk?” Diana doubted it. Two big, glowing hands had been constructed out of emerald

Ever since I was a little girl, I loved to eat. I always knew that it would get me in trouble someday, but I never expected where I would end up! But let me start from the beginning. My name is Lindsay and I’m pretty typical for a young lady who likes to eat. Okay, I’m a little on the heavy side. That’s just to be expected. It was inevitable, really. I started life as a pudgy little baby and grew into a chubby child. My parents are both heavy themselves, so they didn’t start to worry about their daughter’s growing girth until I was well into my teens. At 19, I had grown into a tubby little blonde butterball, heavy breasts resting against a full belly, thick thighs and a protruding bubble butt behind me. My parents tried to ignore my extra poundage, always complimenting my round freckled face with chubby cheeks and burgeoning double chin and commenting about how I always smiling. Little did they know that was because I was always thinking of my next meal! But I think my thoughts were

  It was just another day at Udders, the restaurant where Jen worked as a waitress and mascot, and this work shift was really kicking her fat, sweaty ass!   “Gawd, like, I’m really sweating out there!” moaned Jen, wiping one thick arm across her forehead as she waddled into the locker room. Steam was practically rising from her body she was so overheated! “I’m not getting a minute’s rest with all these new customers!”   Jen was sweating like a pig, beads of perspiration dribbling down her forehead and over her chubby cheeks, over the bulge of her double chin and pooling in her exposed cleavage. Jen smirked to herself as she glanced downward to see her fat boobs stretching her tank top to its limits, her erect nips tenting the fabric and threatening to tear right through. Her new diet, mostly consisting of greasy burgers and fries and other junky fast food, was fast adding yet more pounds to this greedy little fatso’s already overburdened figure, but, for once, it wasn’t all going to

“Ughhh! This is SO annoying!” moaned Alice as she twisted her porky body in a vain attempt to dislodge herself from the doorway. There was no hope. Alice had continued to gorge herself with abandon since the last photoshoot, packing on enough extra pounds that now she was visibly busting out of her last batch of complimentary “Piggy Princess” haute fashion clothes. Her fashionable baby doll shirt, upon which was written “Born to Eat” in rhinestone sequins across the chest, bulged at the seams and slid up over the arc of Alice’s bloated middle as she squirmed, revealing the full extent of her recent growth.   “Get me out of here! C’mon, hurry up, what is Amber paying you for?” Alice snapped, her chubby cheeks flushing red from both the exertion of her struggle and just a hint of embarrassment. Normally, Alice would be mortified to be caught in this situation. Getting stuck in a doorway was just more undeniable proof that she was rapidly becoming too fat to function in the world. But all