Judy strides into the gym. Her massive midsection is a sea of undulating rolls of fat near as wide as she is tall, her hair bundled back in a bun from her red face covered in beads of sweat. The chemical treatment had taken care of the wisp of a beard she had begun developing over two months ago. Strain marks appear in the concrete under her massive bare feet, it being warm outside and the soles of her last pair of shoes having been reduced to a thin and ragged film. Her buttocks, each as large as an average size man bent double in the fetal position, are held in place by a pair of specially made excercise shorts, her proportionally much less gigantic but still substantial breasts hidden by a custom tank top reinforced with small kevlar rivets.
The training had been long and hard, and her choice of wardrobe had dwindled to a selection of mummuus and huge, baggy track pants. Once for a lark she had had the seamstress make her a handkercheif-style top out of a tablecloth. She still had the pictures.
After Jason, formerly known as "the toughest man in town" had recovered from the savage beating she had delivered to him, he had become her companion. He had confessed she was the first woman he had seen truly massive enough to fulfill his fetish, was a huge sentimental sweetheart under the surface and could at least occasionally satisfy her.
With the presence of a world-famous athlete, the town council had been able to afford a new gym, massive, modern and, most important to Judy, hygenic.
Judy had become "Tiger" league female freestyle Sumo champion, and now the world Female Freestyle Sumo Championships. She strode through the changeroom, past "Little" Betsy, onetime opponent and exchanged a hand-slap and a few words of encouragement. Bill her coach and mentor gave her a nod, then flashed a subtle smile and gave her thumbs up.
"Go get 'em, lass!"
She entered the arena. The din of voices amplified as the crowd caught sight of her. The yellow stars and red field of the flag of the Peoples Republic of China graced the wall opposite her alongside the serpentine crimson and gold of the Dragon League banner. A sea of faces packed the congested stadium. The announcer blared, the rapid-fire Mandarin of his visiting counterpart a subcurrent in the other half of the arena,
"And now, the challenger, heaviest female minor in the world, Tiger League champion Judy Smythe-Gibbons!"
Judy into the starting position as the crowd went wild. The strains of "God Save the Queen" filled the air for a few minutes and reflected to herself. Who'd have known a simple girl from an obscure rural village would've had a freak hormonal reaction at the age of 17 and, with the guidance of one speculated to be an unnaccounted pupil of the great Yam Shen-Ho, go on to beat the top female freestyle Sumos of half the world over?
The anthem finished and Judy remained standing.
A chorus of flutes and gongs hushed the crowd.
"Now, ladies and gentlemen, world champion female freestyle Sumo, second heaviest person on the planet, Xiao Chi Min!"
The flutes rose to a rushing crescendo as a monstrous being in a reinforced redwrestler's costume ran to the ring, pumping her arms in the air. The visiting crowdwent wild. Xiao took a collossal leap, tucked as best as was possible given her massive proportions and landed, the sound of shattering concrete coinciding with the final crash of the gongs. As the echoes dies away, Xiao stepped out of her self-made hole. Judy inhaled and shut her eyes. Opening them, she saw this would be no easy fight...

What do you do now?

	...but in spite of this, was quite confident.
	...and a niggling stem of doubt was growing in her mind.

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