A week later, at the new “Miracle City Museum of Stuff Kids Actually Care About,” an explosion erupted from its front. Rushing out from the smoke and cackling just like his dad, was Dr. Chipotle Jr. Not much to catch up about when it comes to him; he really hadn’t grown an inch since middle school. He was still a dedicated super villain though, as he proclaimed his theft loudly and proudly.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! At last, the world’s largest nacho chip!” he held said giant nacho in his mechanical hand. He’d gotten tired of his constant failures with his Guacamole Monster, so he decided to try making another beast from the opposite side of the spectrum. Still, he needed muscle for his this theft, so he brought along his Guacamole Monster anyway, even though he had to constantly push it away from the chip so it wouldn’t eat itself.

Even if he hadn’t loudly shouted what he’d just stolen instead of running like he should have been, El Tigre soon arrived onto the scene and stood before his long time enemy. He pointed a clawed finger at the villain told him “Hold it right there Dr. Cayenne,” which of course prompted his foe to shout “CHIPOTLE!” Just before Manny could lay one blow on his own villain whose name he could barely remember, said villain’s monster stood before the hero he dwarfed, ready to pound him into guacamole.

“Nice try doc, but I’ve got my own secret weapon. Meet my new sidekick!” El Tigre proudly proclaimed. “Ayiyiyiyiyi yahoo!” the whole ground shook as that huge Latina charged her way onto the scene. This time though, she was able to halt herself as well as make her entrance as big as she was. Towards the end of her cheer, she leapt forward, casting a brief shadow to fall over El Tigre and Dr. Chipotle Jr. before she landed on her feet, generating a tremor and a large pot hole in the street. Frida just stepped out of that thing, slapped her belly and shouted her new heroic title “Gorda!”

With the name came with her own costume as well. Frida wore a red domino mask over her eyes, despite the fact that everyone knew who she was since it looked cool. Her costume was also composed of a red spandex onesie that began just below her neck. It covered everything from her breasts all the way down to her crotch, and yet through the fabric, you literally see every curve and roll that was covered. From the back though, the only thing it covered was her back as it rode up her massive and powerful ass. Between her boobs was a huge, white "G" along with matching white boots.

“ *GASP!!!!!*….Ahem, hi Frida, you look very pretty today.” Getting over the initial shock, Dr. Chipotle reverted to using a line he’d used on Frida several times, this time both meaning it, but also hoping it’d save him from her wrath. As usual though, Frida’s response was “Aww…!...Eww!” Once she finished quivering in disgust, she wanted to squish the little science geek, but then she spotted the Guacamole monster, and well, that was an opportunity she could not miss.

“Smack him once for me.” She told El Tigre. After her boyfriend smiled at her, he leapt at Dr. Cayenne and the two wrestled off screen, leaving Frida face to face with a giant living pile of guacamole. Given how much live prey was on this predator’s menu lately, and that everybody loved guacamole, she was more than ready for this fight.

The monster growled at her, but Frida smirked and licked her hungrily lips which suddenly got the monster very nervous. With her mighty strength and driven by hunger, she threw her weight forward once more, this time heading straight through the monster with an open mouth. A large hole was left in its torso, and Frida landed on her hand and knee before slurping down the guacamole “Mmmmm.” She then rushed over to the museum steps and grabbed the giant chip, and then swung around while holding it. It sliced through the monster’s legs, causing the rest of it to fall right onto the chip.

All the monster saw after that was teeth and a tongue as Frida’s wide maw opened and she chomped down. A huge chunk of both the chip and the immobilized monster vanished into her bulging cheeks as she chewed with a calm smile. She actually hummed to herself a bit as she took her time eating. No need to try horking down such a huge meal all at once.

“CHOMP! CRUNCH! GLOMPH! SCHLURP!” again and again, Frida’s powerful jaws came down upon the world’s largest dipped chip, and all the monster could do was whimper as it watched more of itself vanish into the other hungry beast. Each bite, no matter how big, was made short work of by Frida’s teeth, and her belly would bounce every time the mush landed inside her. It also bulged out even further with every swallow, much to Frida’s delight. Her main focus though was only on her food and chomping down every crumb and glob of it.

As her belly continued to expand though, her costume soon paid the price. That growing blob rose as she ate, forcing her tatas to push even harder against her top, dangerously stretching the fabric, since before you could already see her nipples. Even as their perfectly round shape was shown though, the thing to finally become exposed was her belly as it reduced that section of the onesie to ribbons. Frida gave no thought to it as she focused only on her lunch.

“BURRRRP!” at last the hefty and hot tamale finished the giant snack food. Excess guacamole overflowed down her chins, but she easily slurped it all down with the rest of it in her gut. Slapping the sides of her gut, Frida smiled proudly after allowing herself to gorge. Sure, she always did that now, but it was always fun for her. Her belly jiggled from her strike and gurgled over and over from how much it had taken in. Still, if you’d asked Frida, she’d say she could still eat more if she wanted.