"Katnappe. You look..." Omi said. The yellow-skinned monk was too shocked to continue speaking his comment. As he gazed at his opponent, her present form was much different from the previous cat-themed femme fatelle he and his friends have tangled with before. Recalling the last battles they fought against her, Katnappe was so trim and athletic that even Wuya in her human form would be proud of it. But just looking at her now, it looked like she had traded that impressive form for something most people would call inadequate.

Standing before Omi, her massive body cast a huge shadow on top of her foe. Katnappe was always taller than Omi, but now, she made him like a baby. The costume she wore to symbolize her favorite creature used to fit her perfectly. Thanks to her bloated body, her costume has giant holes and cuts that showed off more than its fair share of Katnappe flesh. Her massive butt was about the size of bowling balls; the crack alone could easily tear through its fragile fabric at any moment. Her breasts were just as large; except more alluring. In fact, her nipples could be seen as tiny dents; spikes even. Her arms were as wide as Clay's waist and her legs were as thick as Dojo's body in full size. Of course, her stomach was at 2 feet around and 1 foot and a half in front. Her face had chubby cheeks.

Taking one step closer to Omi, she shook her body in a sultrily fashion. "Happy to see me?" she asked. Omi stood his ground and did his combat pose. Taking his stance as a yes, Katnappe smiled. Suddenly, she jumped and lunged for Omi. Dodging the attack, Omi attempted to fight back. Chasing after her foe, Katnappe began to chop her way toward Omi. As the two combatants blocked each other's assaults, Omi's mind was breaking out with questions. How could Katnappe still be able to move the same grace and agility she always had?

"Seriously, you think my flab slows me down?" she asked him. Delivering two powerful kicks, she sent Omi crashing to the wall, only to recover and perform water-based attacks. Moving faster, Omi acted like a pinball. Bashing into Katnappe again and again, he felt her getting weaker. Soon she collapsed. Falling on the floor with a shaking thud, the floor of vault actually shook for a brief moment.

Standing near his crashed foe, Omi boasted, "Looks like small and strong triumphs over out of shape." Omi wasn't the best at great wise-cracks. Suddenly, he heard Katnappe laughing in such a unnerving manner, he gulped. Getting up, Katnappe brushed herself and said, "Was that it? It didn't even tickle." "Impossible." Omi said, "You should be in pain."

With one quick swipe, she grabbed him and brought him face-to-face. "Go ahead and finish me off. My friends will stop you." he said. "Finish you off?" she asked after a quick chuckle, "Cats don't just kill their prey. They play with it. And I want you as my toy." Omi gulped. What sort of toy did she have in mind?

The answer he got came very clear when his feline adversary...