Meal 19 Bursting through the front door of Obamon's cottage, Zane had to turn back fast as the spaghetti stands of the Flying Spaghetti monster were still after him. Creating dozens of mini aura spheres he bombarded them with an equally relentless assault until he could figure out how to keep it from chasing him. It turned out he didn't need to, however, as the stands stopped coming on their own and slithered from sight. Panting, taking the time to recover his strength, Zane felt a dark and unmistakable aura behind him and turned to see Obamon in her kind and gentle form, but looking neither. Instead she wore a smug grin as if she already won. "Did you think God food would be enough to stop me?" asked Zane. "I actually did, but I didn't realize how strong your love for Krystal was," she replied. "You abandoned your comrades to save her. They are probably caught and being stuffed as we speak. They will be delicious food for me and increase my power tremendously. Oh, and we cannot forget about you too." "I am stronger than you," argued Zane. "I will kill you, maim you, destroy you; whatever it takes I will end you and end your dark hold on us all. Your curse on us ends here." "Calm down dearie," she answered smugly. "You can barely focus when you are so mad and unfocused. We wouldn't want you to make a mistake at such a crucial time." "Don't patronize me!" snapped Zane. His aura was flare so wildly it cracked the ground under his feet and made the cottage tremble. Zane never felt his aura so strong, but at the same time it was also incredibly unstable. The remaining aura spheres around Zane became distorted reflecting his lack of control. "I am doing no such thing," responded Obamon. "Why not take a moment to go see your beloved Krystal. I'm certain she would love to see you as well." "Where is she?" asked Zane. "In the room over there," said Obamon. "I assure you on my life that it is the truth." Entering the room, Zane got his first look at Krystal since she was taken and he was astounded at how huge she had gotten. It was a horror at first, but his next reaction with one of love and attraction. "So beautiful," he muttered. "I see you are admiring my work on her," snickered Obamon seeing the love struck look on his face. His aura dissipated lost in all Krystal's loveliness. "She could have resisted, but she agreed to it willingly. She wanted to do this all for you. Well, what do you think of your great big gift?" "I love it," he answered. "Then go to her," Obamon instructed. "Join her." In a trance of love, Zane approached Krystal and removed one of the milk suckers, replacing it with his maw. Sucking on her teet he felt the wonderful cream on his tongue and gulped it down. Almost instantly, his body began to expand and widen showing just how potent it was in creating obesity. Obamon watched with a grin as he quickly grew closer and closer to Krystal's colossal size, but even more important it had rendered him unable to fight. "Now I just have to take care of those other two and then I will be able to prepare for my long awaited guests." "Why?" groaned Dragon Kill in agony after being attacked unexpectedly by Yoshi Kill. "We are all the same," coughed Roo Kill stabbed by Bowser Kill. "We shouldn't fight against one another." "The way things are going we cannot allow our power to be divided any longer," Yoshi Kill explained. "Two will be better than four." "True," agreed Bowser Kill before he attacked Yoshi Kill. "But one will be even greater." "You are betraying me!" shouted Yoshi Kill angrily. "That was what I was supposed to do to you." "I knew you'd betray me so I acted first," explained Bowser Kill. "We are our own worst enemy. Now only Tanuki Kill and I remain. Once I have his power added to mine I will be unstoppable." He watched as the other Kills faded into orbs and one-by-one he swallowed them. His body glowed and with a mighty roar his body began growing, changing, becoming stronger. With an evil grin, he couldn't wait to be ready to get is revenge on Obamon and everyone else standing in his way. "Why was I picking his nose?" cried Drag as he carried Yure and ran with all his might away from the rampaging Remgat, already closing the distance on his pursuit. "What is going on here?" "He's a big, smelly, meanie," answered Yure. Remgat growled and picked up the pace. "Please don't make him any madder," begged Drag as he tried to run faster only to trip and tumble forward. On the ground they were unable to get to their feet before Remgat was on top of them and swung a fist down to crush them. "Drag save me!" cried Yure. "I really wish I wasn't Drag," whimpered Drag as he stood his ground to defend his tiny friend. As the fist came down on him, he caught the attack. The force was so tremendous, the make the ground crater below Drag who was holding the attack back with all his might. It was all Drag could do to keep from getting crushed as he lifted the punch just enough make Remgat swing over his head and miss. "You did it!" cheered Yure who was hugged Drag now on the ground exhausted. "That took all my might to reflect," gasped Drag. "I can't even move now." "Drag, what happened to your arms," asked Yure trying to help him up. "My arms?" repeated Drag talking a look and noticing there were black scales mixed in with his blue ones. "Darkness. Remgat is radiating so much evil energy he could corrupt me just by touching me." "Could I now?" snickered Remgat. "Oh, think of the possibilities. I have always been a supporter of spreading the evil plus I might get a good show of seeing you tear your kitty friend apart. Nothing as delicious as a beast mauling. Now open wide for a mouthful." Too frightened to move Drag could only watch as Remgat brought his claw over Drag. Just being close to it was causing him to absorb the evil and blacken more of his scales. "Yure run!" ordered Drag. "But what about you?" asked Yure shaking. "I will hold him off. Get away and get help," shouted Drag feeling the darkness spread around his body. Yure scurried leaving Drag to his fight. "There's nobody who can help you," cackled Remgat. "You might as well submit to me now." "Why don't you just go away and bring Tagmer back you ugly incarnation of him," insulted Drag. Remgat let out a monstrous roar. "Forget the whole evil thing I'll just tear your fat head off your shoulders!" Remgat swung his claws to attack, but an attack from behind halted him. "Now what!?!" "I hit the ground and went splat," panted Thomas. "I would have expected more from you." "You pest," snapped Remgat his rage exploding. "Screw being unable to attack you. I don't care!" Remgat struck Thomas. Thomas didn't bother to dodge since Remgat was unable to attack him, but the attack connected and smashed Thomas into the ground. When Remgat lifted his hand up stunned that he was able to hurt Thomas, Drag rushed to help him. "Are you crazy?" asked Drag. "Why did you just stand there like that?" "He shouldn't be able to hurt me," groaned Thomas. "But being that he can, must mean that the other me was defeated and he's free as well." "Then it looks like I'm free to do as I please," stated Remgat. "Good news for me, bad news for you. I'll use that for your eulogy." "Crud," Drag and Thomas together. "More," moaned Wolfcub as she stumbled through the town in search of more baked goods zombies. She had devours every zombie she could find at the bakery and it had quickly caused her body to expand and fatten immensely. She had grown so large that her pants and shoes burst, unable to contain her. The same was true for her panties and her bra was holding back her massive cleavage was hanging on by strands. The fact that it had not yet broken off was a miracle. "More..." There was little effort required from her in order to locate more zombies as they willingly gathered around her in large groups. They did not just allow her to eat them, but were even attempting to force themselves into her. She would grab them in her large pudgy hands and stuff them into her maw that looked completely swollen. As she ate, her body quivered and quaked. She was eating faster than her body could grow to contain all the food she was eating. Just as Remgat had mentioned, she was in extreme danger of eating the zombies until she burst and every zombie was drawing her ever closer. Wolfcub could feel what was happening to her body and was well aware of the danger, but her mind and body were completely under the control of her desire to eat. "More," she continued to say just as autonomous as the zombies she was after. "Need to eat more." "Now what do I have here?" asked Obamon as she ventured through the forest following the stands of spaghetti. Zane was still preoccupied consuming Krystal's milk and growing ever bigger and fatter in the process. She came upon a large mound of spaghetti near the entrance. Just looking at it made her grin widely. "Seems you were no match for that meal. Too bad, you would have been a much better meal if you had been able to make a bigger dent in it. I guess it was too much to ask for." Obamon tore at the strands of spaghetti. After a bit of effort, she managed to partially dig out Jerrett. He moaned and groaned, from all the food he forced himself to eat on top of what was forced down his throat as the Flying Spaghetti Monster flooded him in its body. His complexion appeared pale, sickly. His expression looked like he was on the verge of vomiting. When Obamon came into sight, his expression quickly changed from nauseous to livid. "Obamon," he managed to mutter facing her with a scowl. "Why are you here?" "To eat you of course," she explained. "You and the dragon, Jokull. I must admit, you got further than expected in attempting to foil my plans, but it was all for nothing because of Zane. He could have very easily fought and defeated me, but he was blinded by love and fell for my trap. He will make an even tastier meal than you very soon. Sad to say, you are but an appetizer to me, dearie." "I hope I give you indigestion," spat Jerrett. "I love food that fights back," she answered smugly. "Now to find your friend." Tearing through more of the spaghetti, she searched, but could not seem to find Jokull no matter how hard she looked. "How could something so fat be so hard to find?" She kept searching until she discovered a tunnel beneath the layers of noodles. "What is this?" Jerrett chuckled upon hearing her discovery. Turning towards him, Obamon stomped over to him, growling larger and more demonic with each step. "What did you two pull?" "Nothing as fancy as we tried to pull earlier," he explained. "Just while Jokull tunneled under the spaghetti I stayed behind to keep it busy and stall you. He should be near your home by now and I guess it is unguarded at this point." "I can get back there in no time," hissed Obamon. "But first, to take care your troublesome little you." Opening her belly maw she stuffed him inside. Kicking and punching, Jerrett struggled with all his might. It was futile as Obamon digested him, adding his strength to hers. "The ones that struggle the best are always the most delicious," she snickered deviously. "And my growing power never ceases to amaze me. Now only two more to go." Obamon began to head back to her home, but she stopped fast in her tracks and hid as best she could, shrinking her size as much as she could and hide behind some trees. Walking into the forest was Renamon and Guilmon. Guilmon was not the immobile blob he had been since Obamon last saw him. He was back to his slim and trim self. "I guess I should have expected them to arrive about now. I was planning on starting when they made it to my cottage, but considering the situation, I better begin now." Reaching into her apron she grabbed a small potion. "And this time, I will not be denied." Pushing a stone out of the way, Yure managed to slip out of the evil fortress of Remgat. "I'm out," he panted. "But where am I going to find help for Thomas and Draggy. I don't even know where I am." Sniffing around, Yure smelled the unmistakable aroma of pizza and noticing the enormous mountain he was on he was able to put two and two together. "Pizza Mountain I guess." Looking out at the mountain, he gazed in awe over the scenery. A lot of areas were scarred after Cyrus's and Remgat's recent attacks, but it was still so beautiful. He scratched his head wondering how he was going to get down when something in the sky caught his attention, a pair of Lugias were moving towards him, though much higher up. He could also see fatties riding atop of them. "Maybe they can help me. Good think I got a way to signal them. Taking out his slingshot and gears, he set them up and shot it into the sky. Partway up it burst into a big red light and lit up the sky over the castle. "Something is down there," pointed out Sharkfang. "Is that a signal flare?" "There's a big castle over there," added Silvermane. "Let's go down and check it out. Someone might need help." "Well go down then," said Vic. "We have to anyway," added Ivy. "Just about time for us to go anyway." They flew down towards the castle and spotted Yure waving them in. As Sharkfang and Silvermane hopped off Ivy and Vic seconds before they poofed back into two silver feathers that Sharkfang pocketed. "Are you the one that got our attention?" asked Silvermane, kneeling down to be almost level with Yure. "Uh, huh," answered Yure. "Are you strong?" "We'd like to think so," Sharkfang answered. "We just defeated a God-like opponent by slicing him into pieces and then blasting those pieces to smithereens to make sure he was dead." "Well can you do it again?" asked Yure. "Because there is a gigantic evil dragon thingy in there attacking my friends." "Could it be," replied Sharkfang. "It wouldn't happen to be Remgat would it?" "You know that monster?" asked Yure nervously backing away. "Yeah," explained Sharkfang. "In another form he is our friend Tagmer, but as he is right now, he is one of our worst enemies. We have to find a way to save him." The ground shook violently and the castle rumbled. Debris tumbled down from the mountainside coming too close for comfort to the three of them. "There is definitely a battle being waged in there," stated Silvermane. "And it looks like it is going to bring the entire castle down too." "We have to put an end to this now before he causes anymore destruction," said Sharkfang. "Show us the way in, kitty. We can take it from there. I'm Sharkfang by the way and this is Silvermane." "Nice to meet you both," replied Yure showing them the hole he had slipped in from. "My name is Yure." "I can sense our prey is nearby," snickered Snow, the tone of his voice darker and more malevolent. "Shall we go take care of them now?" asked Dillon sounding eviler and tougher than normal. "Ever since Obamon gave us this power I have been itching to fight." Lifting up a boulder, he smashed it in between his hands. "I feel so restless just waiting around for them." "I am losing patience too, but at least there is plenty of pizza to eat," commented Snow. "We'll give them a bit more time; let them clean up the mess. Then we can give them a proper greeting when they can give us their undivided attention." "Very well," conceded Dillon. "I'll wait a while longer. I'm sure I sniff my socks or scratch my butt or some other highly masculine activity in the meantime." "Yeah you do that," mumbled Snow as he began eating more pizza.