Meal 22
Little Renamon was merrily picking flowers outside of Obamon's cottage while baby Guilmon was sniffing around for something to eat. When he didn't find anything he settled for chewing on the garden hose. The whole while Obamon was dealing with her other guests they were none the wiser about what was going on.
Finally, Obamon opened the door to her cottage, her work with the others complete and a new pink apron with white frills replacing her old torn one. She stepped outside and gazed at her young ones with kind and gentle eyes. "How are my two darlings doing?" she asked
"Obamon!" Renamon called out and hurried over to her.
"Obaba," said Guilmon getting untangled from the hose and crawling over to her.
"I hope you two have worked up quite an appetite," she as she picked them up. "I have lots of goodies to feed you."
Guilmon gave a squeaky roar of delight hearing those words and hugged her chest. "He's very excited for it," giggled Renamon. "So am I."
"My, aren't you both the sweetest," Obamon cooed as she hug them both in her loving embrace. "But before we begin I found another little one to join you. There will still be plenty of food for you all so there won't be any trouble welcoming your new big brother."
"A new brother?" asked Renamon. "What is he like?"
"You'll see," answered Obamon. "He's a little dazed from the trip over, but I know you'll all grow very close before long." Placing them at her table, there was not a trace of any of the events that had transpired since the start of her evil plans. Krystal was still being fed and milked in the other room, unnoticed by either Renamon and Guilmon. Obamon propped them up to reach the tabletop with a few books under their rears. They were not placed directly next to one another as the chair dividing them was already filled by another toddler, a small, blue, furry kitten with a white diaper on his bottom. Just like Renamon and Guilmon, he was seated on some books as well.
"Hi there," greeted Renamon. "I'm Renamon and this is Guilmon. What's your name?"
"My name?" he replied scratching his head. "What is my name?"
"Still a little foggy in the head?" said Obamon gently caressing his head and giving his forehead a kiss. "Don't you remember? It's Anikitty, of course."
"Anikitty?" he replied wearily at first before his ears perked up along with his eyes. "That's right. My name is Anikitty."
"It is nice to meet you Anikitty," Renamon said. "You look so cute and fluffy."
"So are you," giggled Anikitty. He then felt a wet slimy thing on his paw and turned to see it was baby Guilmon licking him. He removed his fingers from Guilmon's muzzle and patted the top of his nose. "Heheh, and you lick brother is very cute too."
"He's your little brother now too," commented Renamon.
"It does my heart good to see you all getting along," Obamon stated with a bright smile on her face and a plate as wide as her stacked tall with fresh baked cookies piled high to the ceiling. "I hope this little snack will be a nice snack to start you all off."
"Cookies!" they all cheered as they watched Obamon place in on the table and didn't waste another second grabbing at them and stuffing their muzzles with the soft, melt-in-your-mouth delights.
"Eat all you want," she told them. "I'll be right back with some bottle of milk for you to wash it down with."
Wolfcub opened her eyes to see a huge Adonis of a dillo standing over the motionless body of Tagmer. To say he was a hulk was an understatement as his muscles were huge as boulders without a trace of flab. His shell was just as intimidating with spikes all over it. The only thing he was wearing other than his shell was a purple speedo and yellow gloves and socks.
"Who are you?" she asked barely able to know how to register him.
"I'm Dillon, a dillosaurus rex," he answered as he turned around and revealing an unconscious Thomas dangling by his tail from Dillon's thumb and forefinger. "I'm here to bring you all up the mountain. After first I thought it'd be a bit of a hassle finishing you all off and carrying you up, but seems the fighting was already finished and there aren't a lot of you left. Since you can still walk you can carry this little guy while I drag Tagmer up the mountain.
"Then I suppose you're just another enemy," retorted Wolfcub. "I'll fight you myself if I have to." Struggling to her feet, she felt her legs wobble and lifting her arms was a struggle.
"Don't fool yourself," he snickered. "You can barely keep your balance let alone fight. Besides, if you tried anything I would do away with these two. It is quite a simple task with them as wounded as they are. Now be a dear and come along quietly, da'gya!"
Gritting her teeth, she approached Dillon with a defeated look on her face. "Looks like you win right now," she conceded. "Lead the way."
"Gladly," he told her as he handed her Thomas to hold onto as he grabbed Tagmer by his fat tail and dragged him up the mountain wit Wolfcub walking a few steps behind.
"Drag, Yure, Thomas, everybody," she thought sadly. "We all fought so hard and all to reach this conclusion. We can't let it end like this. We've got to do something. I've got to do something."
As she continued to think, they arrived at the summit of the mountain. Looking around, there was nothing around, but the clear sky in all directions. Tagmer started to awaken as did Thomas.
"What happened?" groaned Tagmer. "Where am I and why can't I move my body?"
"Tagmer," groaned Thomas jumping from Wolfcub's arms and tumbling on the ground. "He hobbled his way to his friend placing a hand on his cheek. "It's quite a messy story, but at the very least you are back now."
"Touching, but I'm afraid it won't do you three much good now," replied Dillon. "Obamon wanted us to finish you three off once and for all."
"Then what was the point of bringing us all the way here if you just planned to kill us?" asked Wolfcub.
"You also said 'we'" added Thomas. "Does that mean you and Obamon or is there an even bigger bodybuilder around here?"
"Obamon has a flare for the dramatics," he explained. "Why kill you outright when suffering a slow demise would be so much more amusing. And to answer your other question, I do have a partner in this and he should be arriving any second now." The grumble started to rumble and smoke began to billow from the cracks in the mountaintop. The smell of pizza was also starting to fill the air as the trembling grew worse. "Oh, I'm not sure if you heard, but this place is called Pizza Mountain. Well, the truth is, the name is actually inaccurate. As you are probably aware by now, it is actually Pizza Volcano!"
Spouts of red started gushing out of the ground. At first they were cautious about getting hit by the stuffed, but a few small splatters revealed it was hot, but not melting hot. A taste revealed it was pizza sauce with some melted cheese mixed in, much more delicious than deadly. That's what they thought at least before the volcano blew its stack as a massive surge of the red stuff gushed out and in the center of it was a creature nearly as huge as the volcano itself. Draped in a large fur on its back and a horn on its forehead they were quick to recognize it as a Gabumon of sorts with some monstrous alterations thanks to Obamon, but what started them more was unmistakable belly tattoo that could only belong to Snow.
"Snow?" everyone asked, mouth agape. "Is that really you?"
"And then some," he snickered patting his gut that barely only made it halfway out of the volcano and every movement he made caused it to crack around him. "I've got all this now. All this pizza, all this power. I truly have it all now."
"Seems like you didn't want to wait for me after all," said Dillon. "Got all big and powerful while I was out bringing them over."
"You don't know what you're saying," shouted Tagmer. "Neither of you. Both of you were silly knuckleheads, but now you're just Obamon's puppets. Don't let her manipulate you like this."
"She's given up power," replied Dillon. "Now we are not the comic relief, but the big baddies. Evil, pure and simple. Da'gya!"
"Still act like knuckleheads," Tagmer pointed out.
"For that, you'll be the first," replied Snow as he willed the pizza sauce to overflow from the volcano and surround Tagmer. "I think an eternity encased in pizza will be a perfect end for you. In fact, pizza coffins for all." The pizza sauce gushed out and quickly surrounded and trapped Wolfcub and Thomas just like it had with Tagmer.
"I can't move my feet," cried Wolfcub.
"The melted cheese is more like cement," replied Thomas. "I can't break free."
"I can't even move to try and break free," groaned Tagmer. "Feeling the pizzary death covering over more and more of his body."
"Might as well enjoy the pizza goodness while you can," chuckled Snow. "Consider it your last meal."
"How are my dearies doing?" asked Obamon rubbing their stomachs, all stuffed to the brim with a mixture of milk and cookies. They had reached a point they had to climb on top of the table to reach the cookies. Between a dozen or so of the sugary confections, they guzzled a bottle of milk that Obamon replaced while they returned to snacking. She had used Krystal's hyper fattening milk, quickly adding pudge to the three of them and already they looked like fat balls of flab. "I am glad to see you all thoroughly enjoyed them."
"Obamon makes the best food," said Renamon unable to even lift her head up.
"I've never eaten so much in my life," commented Anikitty rubbing his belly. His gut had bulged out so much his diaper started to tear and was barely held on by the tape. "At least I think I haven't eaten so much before."
Guilmon belched loudly, easily having eaten a lot more than the others and his enormous gut proved it. "Cookies," he drooled.
"I hope you three aren't full already," Obamon cooed, rubbing their bellies soothing the aches. I was just about to bring the brownies out and then some cake and pie after that."
"But my belly already so full," groaned Renamon. "I don't think I can eat anymore."
"Achy," replied Guilmon.
"Me too," added Anikitty. "My belly is already so bulgy my diaper might tear off."
"I'm sure you can do it dearies," she told them in her kindest voice as he rubbed their bellies more and gave them kisses, working her magic on them in the process. The pain in the tummies subsided and the fullness feeling vanished as the contents were quickly made into fat on their bodies, softening their arms legs, rears and everything else. Cheeks became puffy, legs and arms thickened while bellies started to sag. Anikitty's diaper started to tear from the other end, but this quick fattening went unnoticed by all through entranced by the warm fuzzies Obamon gave them.
"Obamama," they all spoke at once.
"Yes, little ones," she answered, though what they were about to say she already knew.
"Can we have the brownies, then the cake and pies?" asked Renamon.
"Hungee hungee!" cried Guilmon drooling at the thought of food.
"Pretty please," begged Yure with cute kitten eyes.
"Anything for my little ones," answered Obamon happily placing the tray of brownies on the table. It was even larger than the tray of cookies and she had a second one ready to replace that once when they would finish it like she knew they would. "And I'll have the cake and pies ready for later and lots more later on too. All you could ever want I will give to my darling babies."
"We love you Obamama," they cheered to her as she placed the tray down and they started eating like pigs.
"And Obamama loves all of you," she told them wiping some drool off her own muzzle.
"How'd we get here?" asked Logan looking around a windy valley. "Last thing I remember was Obamon turning all beastly and eating me. Is this the inside of Obamon's belly?"
"I'm a bit confused myself," admitted Vincent. "Does this mean that we won and got released from her?"
"I doubt it," replied Jokull. "We were all but I still had enough sense to hear what was going on outside since I was a very recent snack. She was fighting against Zane and despite his best attempts he was beaten and put in here with the rest of us."
"Well what happened after that?" asked Vincent.
"Not sure," replied Jokull. "But I think it might have been Zane who saved us. I heard his voice then the next thing I knew we were here. And look I think that's him on the ground over there."
"He might be hurt," cried Logan as they rushed over to see him, but stopped when they got a closer look. "Is that really Zane? It looks like him, but smaller and different."
"He's a Riolu now instead of a Lucario," explained Vincent. "But how did that even happen?"
"When dealing with Obamon, things don't always make sense," commented Jokull.
"Come here kitty, kitty, kitty," chuckled Obamon devilishly as she opened the book and stuck her hand in. "Got you!" With great care, she pulled her arm out and gently on her palm with the little, blue cat, Yure still out of it from the battle with Remgat. "You will make another lovely for me to take care of." Holding him close, she kissed his cheeks and forehead several times bringing her nurturing influence on him. As she did, her stomach rumbled slowly at first, but then more and more violently.
"O... Oba... Obamon..."
"What is going on now?" she asked. Looking at her belly as it quivered. She had yet to replace her apron so her belly was perfectly visible.
"Let us out!" shouted a voice as her stomach burst open and Zane struggled trying to get out.
"You should not be able to do that," she shouted, holding Yure tight to her chest. "You don't have any power left."
"I have enough," he groaned. "And I'll use it to finish you off once and for all."
"Seems I was too hasty to devour so many and not take the time to release them," she said. "But seems like now is as good a time as any." Focusing on the book, she ejected Zane from her body into the book. She noticed a few other lights ejected as well that went into the book with him. "Seems, he dragged out some of his friends while trying to break free. He still had quite a lot of power even after I ate him, but the bulk of his strength is mine now and there is no way any of them will stand in my way again." Shutting the book she laughed evilly and placed a new apron on herself. She then left the room to go check see Guilmon and Renamon and show them her latest addition to their family.
"Obamon!" Zane shouted awakening suddenly and startling Jokull and the others. "Where is she? Where's Obamon?"
"We don't know," replied Jokull. "But at least we're safe for the time being."
"But what happened to you?" asked Logan helping Zane to his feet. "You are a Riolu or something now."
"I'm a what?" asked Zane confused at first but then looked himself over in worry. "Obamon did drain out most of my strength after all. This de-evolved form is proof enough and I assume the same is true for all of you too."
"Guess I'm feeling pretty drained too," admitted Vincent and the others agreed too.
"Then we'll need time to recover our strength before we face Obamon again," concluded Zane. "We also need to figure out what we are going to do about wherever we are. Hopefully we'll be able to find someone who can help us."
A pair of Lugia then swooshed by overhead. They flew so fast that the wind they created knocked Zane and the others down. "How about them?" suggested Logan.
"Whoa! Wait for a moment!" called Jokull flying in the air after them. "Can you help us out?"
"We wish we could, but we need to help our friends out," Vic said. "We just gave partial support via summoning, but if they can't do that anymore then we need to get there ourselves to help out."
"Maybe we can help each other then," suggested Jokull. "We are trying to find a way out of here. Maybe if we help you then you can help us."
"I think that is what our friends are after," stated Ivy coming to a stop. "Perhaps you know them."
All three of them flew back and both groups started to talk, quickly realizing both their objectives were one and the same. "Sounds like all our friends were having it just as hard as all of us," said Vincent. "If we all join up we might be able to work together and defeat Obamon."
"Well we better get going," said Vic. "Pizza Mountain is not much further away."
"Is it the one with the gigantic demon Gabumon half stuck in the top?" asked Logan staring into the distance.
"Why do you say that?" asked Ivy as she turned and saw the sight of Snow just now out of the volcano and all its pizzary goodness. "Nevermind."
"Looks like that's Obamon's opposition for us right now," stated Zane. "And with us all nowhere near full strength and Snow and who knows who else enhanced by her this will be a tough fight ahead. I don't know if I can win anymore after I let you all down when you needed me most, when Krystal needed me most."
"Well you can count on us to help," said Vincent. "You might have been set back, but you didn't give up."
"You fought harder than any of us and now is the time for us to strike back," stated Jokull. "We can win."
"And if you still aren't feeling up to fighting yet leave it to me," said Logan. "I'll beat them with two socks tied behind my butt."
"Thanks everyone," replied Zane. "We can do this. Now let's get going. The final fights are just ahead." With Zane and Vincent riding on Vic and Ivy and Jokull flying beside them, they all took off full speed to Pizza Volcano.
Obamon hefted up her three big, fat bundles of joy in her arms and nuzzled them lovingly. "You three did wonderful. You ate so much and I couldn't be prouder."
"Because Obamama is such a good cook," replied Renamon wearily, from all that eating.
"So many pies and cakes and other yummy goodies," added Anikitty. "I ate till my diaper tore off and then some." He flicked his long, fuzzy tail around happily, tickling his siblings as he did and made them giggle.
"Num, num," said Guilmon occasionally belching.
"Well I'm glad you all enjoyed yourselves," stated Obamon as she carried them to the bedroom and tucked them in. "Time for you little ones to get some rest and digest. I'll get you a new diaper to wear in the morning, Anikitty."
"Thank you Obama," he yawned and got another kiss along with the others.
"Good night," she cooed. "I will have more food ready for you when you awaken."
Closing the door and leaving them to sleep, Obamon went to work preparing their next meals. For a while, the three young ones were silent, but Anikitty tossed and turned a bit unable to sleep soundly. His fidgeting soon awoke Renamon.
"Is something the matter?" she asked him.
"I'm not sure," he answered not sounding very certain. "Well, maybe there might be. I just get this strange feeling something is wrong, but I don't know what."
"Maybe you are just nervous," she commented. "I have been feeling a little nervous too. Even Guilmon has been nervous." They looked at the butterball of a hatchy and saw him snoring loudly, drool dripping out his maw likely from a food-filled dream he was having. "Well, maybe not so much him."
"You feel nervous too?" asked Anikitty. "What should we do?"
"We can ask Obamama after our nap," Renamon suggested.
"I don't know if I can wait that long," he admitted and started to whimper.
"Don't be sad, Anikitty," replied Renamon trying to comfort him. She then spotted Snow's Draggy doll and handed it to him. "Here, this little guy should make you feel better."
"Thank you," Anikitty stated hugging the plushie. "He makes me feel safe and comfortable. Seems familiar too."
"Glad that helps," Renamon told him and went back to sleep.
"Drag," Anikitty yawned slowly going back to sleep. "You will protect me, won't you?"
"Mmm... chocolate," mumbled Drag as he started to awaken by the chocolate lake. As his senses returned to him he got up and looked around. "I'm still alive. Did Yure unsummon me at the last second or something? I was almost positive that I was about to die, but I seem to have cheated death." Looking around, Drag gave a sigh of relief, but couldn't smile. "I wonder what happened. Did Remgat survive? Is Yure and everyone else all okay?" Turning to the Snow-capped mountain, he gazed at it with wide eyes and horror. "I really hate to tempt for more than once in a day."
