Jumba and Eliza were having a little female bonding time, sitting on the sofa and chatting, while also having extra large pizzas with everything and extra cheese, plus nice, tall bottles of cola. It was indeed their idea of a good time when not wrestling. Little did they know, however, that Jobber Fox, as a sneaky prank, had, while they were using the restrooms, poured super fattening magic flavoring into both their pizza and their soda, and since it disappeared from sight quickly when it sank in, it was impossible to tell the difference. "It'll make it taste even better, yes, but that'll only encourage them to eat and drink more voraciously! And before they know it, those already obese bitches will be getting fatter and fatter, heavier and heavier, bigger and bigger, nonstop! So, Jumba, Eliza, but especially you, Jumba, you like being fat, huh? You like squashing your opponents, huh? You like humiliating me with that squashing, huh? Well, why don't you gain weight like crazy? See how that goes down? See who's laughing then?" Just as he heard them coming back, he disappeared with his empty container and leapt into a cabinet to hide. Out of the crack between doors, he watched the two obese elephants sit back down and waited for the fun to begin, staying completely silent.
As Jumba bit into her pizza, she exclaimed: "MMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!! I knew this was gonna taste good, but I had no idea it was gonna taste this good!" Eliza went, as she bit into her own pizza: "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!! You're right, Jumba! This is tasty even by pizza standards!" They gobbled down their pizzas quickly, and then Jumba asked: "Say, I wonder if our sodas have the same charm?" "Only one way to find out." Eliza replied. "Bottoms up!" She and Jumba took their sodas and made Eliza's last two words quite literal. After draining their soda bottles and putting them down, Eliza noticed that the couch was starting to crack. "Huh?" Eliza said. "What is it?" asked Jumba. "It seems like the couch is breaking under us." Eliza explained. "That's strange..." Jumba told her. "I mean, sure, we're beyond obese, even by elephant standards, but this couch was always strong enough to support even our 7.5 ton weight. Hold it! I think I see why this is happening!" Indeed, Jumba noticed that her already gigantic, flabby belly of a gut was expanding, and Eliza saw that hers was, too. They also noticed their asses were doing the same, as well as their arms, legs, breasts and backs. "Holy crap!" Jumba exclaimed. "For some reason, we're fattening up like crazy!" "I think we'd better get outside quickly!" Eliza told her, and they swiftly went for the door, Jumba managing to open it just in time so she got out and so did Eliza before they'd gotten so fat it would have been impossible for even their hands to fit through the door.
Furthermore, there was no end in sight to how fat they were going to get. Although they were by now at least three times as obese as they'd been before, the pounds of blubber kept adding on by the second. They continued to gain weight, fattening up so rapidly that it was not long before they fell onto their backs and lay there; their bellies growing bigger and bigger and bigger, and their height increasing as much as their rears, limbs and heads were fattening. After fifteen minutes, it finally stopped, and the two elephant ladies were like mountains of blubber. They would be able to stand up and move again in due time, but first they had to get used to their new supersized frames. Jobber Fox came outside and walked onto Jumba's belly, sitting down in her belly button and smirking. "Well, hello there, girls! How do you like your new corpulence?" "Jobber?" asked Jumba. "How do you know about this?" "Duh." Jobber replied as he pinched a handful of Jumba's blubbery waist. "I poured in the flavoring formula which made you fatten like this. Magical stuff. How do you think your pizzas and sodas tasted so good?" "And you did this to us why?!" demanded Eliza. "Simple, I wanted to pay you back for all the times you picked on and/or flattened me, especially you, Jum-Bitch..." He poked her belly button and the blubber rippled and jiggled, then he said, "And I also thought, ironically, you'd be all the sexier if you were all the fatter. So I found a way to make you so fat you made bowhead whales look skinny. Of course, you'll be able to stand up and move once you adjust to this new weight and live just as you were before, but you'll be much, much different in terms of looks and weight for good, as these tons of new fat I wrapped you up in cannot be reversed."
Jumba and Eliza looked at each other, shocked yet sort of happy they were going to be ultra obese for the rest of their lives. "We really don't know what to make of this." Jumba told Jobber. "We can tell it was payback and a prank, but we also kind of like it." "Yeah, this could really be fun." Eliza put in. "I knew you would like it. That's why I chose this for my revenge...it would be done, and you wouldn't wanna pay me back because it turned into something you enjoyed. But in any case, while you two are adapting and lying her like the mega blobs you are, how about I..."
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