"What the hell am I gonna eat, now? I'm starving..." declared a fat and jiggly Black Cat as she clasped her growling belly between her chubby claws.
That's when Felicia noticed a few donuts she had missed from earlier. As she began shoveling one down, she came to the conclusion that these weren't going to last very long.

"Damn!" she thought with a mouthful of crumbs. "Maybe I can order something... It sure as hell can't be pizza. If I ended up eating another pizza boy, they'd eventually catch on to me. Hmm... I've got it! Sumo Sammy's!"

Sumo Sammy's was notorious for employing actual sumo wrestlers as delivery boys. They did it for extra cash and as a marketing campaign. Felicia began salivating at the very thought of a 600lbs.+ sumo wrestler with an order the size of him, if not better. Without another second's hesitation, the fat cat opened the phone book up to the yellow pages.

"Uh, yeah, Sumo Sammy's. Can I help you?"
"Send me everything you've got! Money is not a problem."
"My gosh! It'll take at least two delivery boys to drive it to you!"
"Great! Be sure to send two of your biggest wrestlers over. Oh, and tell them I'll have an extra sized tip in it for them."
"Sure, lady, anything, else?"
"Yeah! Be sure to send all of the sauses and spices you have over, too. Oh, and all of your two liters of sodas and drinks."
"That'll be ten minutes."
And after she gave the employee her address and phone number, they hung up their phones in unison.

"Mary Jane, dinner will be here soon!" she announced as she smiled at the fat red head and unhooked as well as turned off the funnel machine.
Mary Jane's eyes began to to slowly blink, and soon she began to stir...