Sumo Kombat

Word had spread that this year's Mortal Kombat tournament would be different, and based on everyone's appearance it seemed to have spread far. Large breasts lay atop round stomachs, and large thighs were accompanied by larger rears. There wasn't a single person under 300 pounds in sight, everyone had gained a massive amount of weight based on the new rules. Oddly enough there wasn't a male in sight, only the female fighters had shown up. Although many of them were quite large, no one had gained as much as Sonya.

The last time Sonya had checked she weighed just over 1000 pounds. Her giant belly, split into two rolls that parted ways at her belly button, spilled out in front of her, the bottom stopping at her shins. Her stomach was so large that just breathing was enough to send ripples through it. Additional rolls had formed on her sides and back to help support the added weight. Her white shirt, before large enough to cover her breasts, now barely came down past her nipples. Fleshy arms framed her sides, forced to an angle by her wide stomach. Her thighs had grown massive, and struggled with each other as they fought to occupy the same space, and a massive butt jutted out from behind her. Both her thighs and her butt were riddled in cellulite, although it was hard to tell with her dark pants on. The pants were a little low on her, exposing part of a white thong that visually cut into her doughy hips and ass. Her frame had broadened quite a bit to accommodate this weight, making her over four times as wide as she had been before the weight gain. Even her face had gotten fatter, growing a second and even a bit of a third chin, as well as rounding out her cheeks.

"Damn!" She thought to herself. "I overestimated how much everyone else would gain for the tournament!" Sonya had originally planned to stop at 600 pounds, but once she reached her goal it was torture to ignore her new expanded appetite. She justified each snack by telling herself she wouldn't be the only one to gain so much, but in the back of her head Sonya knew all along that that was just an excuse.

"Welcome..." A voice greeted, "To Mortal Kombat!"

A man slowly stepped out onto the stage, but everyone was able to recognise him as soon as they heard his voice. Shang Tsung stepped out of the shadows, revealing that he hadn't gained an ounce. "He must be planning to transform into the other fighters." Sonya thought to herself. "That bastard!"

Shang Tsung smirked as he looked over the crowd. "Or should I say Sumo Kombat? Based on your appearances I assume you all know the changes I've made to this tournament. In that case, why don't we just cut to the chase? Let Sumo Kombat begin! Sonya Blade versus... Frost!"

"Figures I'd be in the first round, better get going." Sonya started to make her way to the stage, but her increased weight made this difficult. Her stomach was so large that she could barely move her legs forwards without bumping into it, forcing her to waddle from side to side. Each step sent a ripple throughout her entire body, from her ankles all the way up to her double chin. Throughout the entire trip her body jiggled continuously, and once she finally reached the stage it took several seconds for it to finally stop. The walk to the stage had taken a lot out of her, and she bent forward and rested her arms on her stomach as she tried to catch her breath.

Across from Sonya stood Frost, five times her normal size. While not nearly as large as Sonya, Frost's weight giant was still impressive. Massive breasts sagged a bit underneath her costume, but considering their size they were quite perky. Beneath them rested a small gut, though it could only be called small when compared to the rest of her frame. Giant thighs flared out from her sides, which she had poutily placed her hands on as she waited for Sonya's arrival. A massive butt stuck out dramatically from behind her, but unlike Sonya's her rear and thighs were completely smooth. Her arms had gotten a bit thicker, and her mask looked quite snug on her much chubbier face and new double chin.

"It's about time." Frost quipped. "How do you expect to fight me when you can barely move?"

"You're... not exactly... one to talk... either." Sonya retorted between breaths. Her panting shot ripples throughout her breasts and stomach, which made Frost laugh. Although Sonya didn't want to admit it, there was some truth to Frost's words. If just walking to the stage had exhausted her, how did she expect to win the tournament?

"Enough chit-chat!" Shang Tsung shouted. "Let this tournament commence! Round One... Fight!"

At the cry of fight both fighters reflexively jumped backwards, sending ripples throughout their bodies. Frost then "ran" forward as fast as she could, barely faster then her original walking speed. She sent forward a punch, but it was so slow that Sonya was able to stagger out of the way. Sonya tried to punch Frost, but like before its speed made it easy to dodge. Frost punched again, landing a blow in her opponent's stomach, but all this managed to do however was cause Sonya's stomach to jiggle. Unsure what to do, the two slowly backed away from each other.

"Normal attacks are no use, I'm way too big to do any damage!" Sonya thought. "I'll have to rely on some of my special techniques if I want to win this match." Frost, who seemed to have come to a similar conclusion, shot an ice blast at the ground, creating an icy puddle at Sonya's feet. Sonya waddled to the side, jiggling all the while, and was miraculously able to keep her balance all the way to the edge of the puddle where she came face to face with Frost. Frost started to wind up for a roundhouse kick, and Sonya reacted by pushed off the ground and using her flying kick. As her foot made contact with Frost's gut, Sonya immediately started her inverted bicycle kick. Both combatants rose into the air, as Sonya let loose a barrage of kicks. With each kick a ripple was sent through Sonya's thighs, and with each impact a ripple was sent through Frost's body. After several kicks Sonya heard a loud tear, and suddenly felt a light breeze against her legs. The massive amount of jiggling had torn her pants off, leaving her mostly unclothed. Only restricted by her thong, her legs now began to jiggle even more with each kick, and the ripples traveled all the way up her body. After twenty or so kicks Frost slipped away from Sonya's feet, and both fell towards the ground.

Sonya landed on her ample butt, which had lightened most of the impact. She searched for her opponent, but Frost was nowhere to be seen. Sonya then realised what had happened, and looked down to see something else had helped break her impact, Frost. The ninja barely managed to pull herself out from underneath Sonya's rear, and then collapsed, unconscious. "Maybe gaining so much wasn't all bad after all..."

"Finish Her!" Shang Tsung yelled, snapping Sonya out of her thoughts. She paused to considered this for a moment, but decided she'd rather rest, as the match had left her completely exhausted. After a few seconds Shang Tsung angrily declared Sonya the winner, clearly disappointed in the lack of Fatality, and left to update the tournament roster.

Finally able to relax, Sonya felt a sense of peace as she rested on the ground. She'd never been so exhausted before, but laying there on the ground and catching her breath felt... nice. After a few minutes of peace Sonya felt energized enough to stand, and tried to get up. Tried. Unfortunately for her, she had grown so big that getting up on her own was impossible. Leaning forward, Sonya could barely move her torso forward before her belly stopped her from moving any farther. She let her head fall back and sighed, realising what she would have to do. After hesitating for a second, Sonya started rocking herself from side to side, trying to gain enough momentum to eventually flip herself over. However, after each tilt she just came to a complete stop, due to the gelatin like quality of her ass. After several minutes of failure Sonya gave up, and found herself once again trying to catch her breath.

"Need some help?" A familiar voice asked. Sonya opened her eyes and looked up to see Kitana, holding a chubbier then usual arm forward. A decent sized stomach poured forward from Kitana's frame, though it was nothing compared to Sonya. Large breasts lay atop her stomach, unsurprising considering how endowed she was before. Kitana's outfit was visibly straining to keep her breasts and stomach contained, and looked like it was on the verge of tearing open. Her thighs had grown quite large, and though not visible from Sonya's angle her pillowy backside had completely overtaken the back of her outfit, turning it into a makeshit thong. Sonya grabbed Kitana's arm, and Kitana was able to pull Sonya back to her feet.

"Thanks... Kitana..." Sonya panted, huddled over in exhaustion once again.

"No problem." Kitana answered. "You did pretty well considering your size."

"Thanks." Sonya replied. "I think... I might have... over-prepared... for this tournament..."

As soon as she finished her sentence her stomach let out a loud grumble, causing Sonya to blush. "Uh... you hungry?" Sonya asked.

"Starving! Let's grab a bite to eat, there's a buffet table set up for the fighters."

Sonya smiled, and underneath her mask Kitana smiled back. The two walked off together as they made small chat, asses jiggling in unison with each step they took...