Jennifer Walters had seen a lot of weird things but the sight before her had to be the weirdest. The green-skinned superhero had been getting ready for a night on the town with her friends Susan Storm and Tigress when she had blacked out. Upon awakening she found herself standing in this odd bar.
The bar had a messy sign that read Slob's Tavern and the patron's frequenting this place were certainly slobs. Men and women alike weighing 300 pounds or more waddled here and there, their weight not impeding the joy on their faces. It also stunk and Jennifer equated the smell to that one time she had to wash the Hulk's dirty underwear.
But she needed to find out more about this place and so approached the bar. The man behind it was certainly large and was spitting into a glass and wiping it with a ketchup splattered handkerchief.
"Excuse me..." The man looked at Jennifer and glared.
"We never say that word here!" The man then farted loudly and Jennifer shook her head.
"Listen, I'm new here. What's this place called?"
"This is Obeslob, the capital of Slobania. Care for a drink?"
And before Jennifer could protest the man was handing her a stained mug filled to the brim with a sour smelling lager. She Hulk considered throwing it away but decided to just go with the flow and took a sip. That sip was followed by the buxom superhero finishing the whole mug in one swig.
"BURRRRP!" Her gamma belch knocked some glasses from the shelves and Jennifer blushed fiercely before a gamma fart eased past her butt.
"Jennifer, is that you?!"
Turning around, She Hulk failed to notice how her arms got flabbier and the beginnings of a tear on the back of her pants.
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