You step into the ring, ten feet and nearly two and a half tons of fat and muscle. You are a female anthro hippo, stage name EarthShaker. Each time one of your massive feet touches the reinforced concrete floor, a spiderweb of cracks forms. Wearing only a skimpy bikini (Of course, a bikini that would completely hide most other furres), you climb onto the specially reinforced ring. Even that has trouble supporting your massive girth. As you wait for your opponent, you grin to yourself as you feel the human from the last match still wiggling inside your flabby gut. For a meal that comparitively small, digestion will take maybe a few hours once you start- but for a larger meal, like what you are about to face...you'll be well fed for days. You smirk as you lean against one of the solid steel poles in your corner, nearly snapping it in half. Other wrestlers make a show of their arrival- your massive form, covered in rolls of fat, is impressive enough. Finally, your opponent climbs into the ring, a tall, muscular tigress, wearing only leather kneeboots and elbow gloves. You grin, as you look down on her, your huge, meaty tongue sliding over your lips. "Let's go, honey..."
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