Even though Kitty promised Storm, she couldn’t help but gawk at all the huge naked women walking around. It was shocking to see so much flesh left to jiggle around out in the open and the natives didn’t seem self-conscious at all about how they looked. Bouncing fat was all around Kitty and as she followed the women into a small village deeper into the islands rich jungle. Kitty looked around her and saw dozens and dozens of women walking around nude and complete obese. When Kitty spotted a native that had to be at least over four hundred pounds, her eyes shot open in astonishment. The huge woman had breasts that were bigger then her head.

“These natives are very…interesting,” noted Storm who was sharing Kitty’s amazement. Both X-men took a few minutes to just stand there and stare, knowing that they were being rude, but unable to help themselves. All that fat bouncing around as the natives scurried to and for made them both feel agitated. It wasn’t that they were offended or disgusted by the huge naked women, just that the sight of them all together was gripping in it’s bizarreness. They had been to other worlds and dimensions, but had never witnessed something has outlandish as this village of heavily obese, nude natives.

“Welcome new comers to my village!”

Kitty and Storm nearly jumped out of their skin when they heard someone speaking English from behind them. They turned to find a young, but very fat native girl standing behind them, smiling warmly. She was just as fat as the other natives, the only noticeable difference was that she seemed to be only eighteen and had a red substance smeared across the right side of her face.

“Hello,” Kitty said wearily, caught off guard to find someone speaking her language. As far as she had heard, the natives spoke in a language she didn’t recognize. The young native looked at Kitty, but then stepped past her towards Storm. Her smile became bigger at the sight of the weather-controlling mutant.

“Good day to you thin one, I am Balla the stout, high priestess of the Bigonon tribe. I was picked as high priestess because when I came of age, the gods blessed me with the power to speak to all living things.”

Storm nodded at Balla, having figured out how she could speak English. From the sounds of it, Balla was a mutant. Storm smiled at her fellow mutant, happy she had found acceptance in her society. “It’s nice to meet you Balla.”

“It is ‘my’ honor to meet you.” Balla said earnestly. The young native Balla caught Storm by surprise when she bowed to her. Storm didn’t know what to do when the native lowered her head. She just continued smiling, trying to be polite. Kitty didn’t know what to say either because Balla’s huge ass was pointing right at her and it was making her uncomfortable

Balla rose back up, her fatty body bouncing as she resumed standing upright. She gestured to a large banquet table covered with a strange fruit and a large wooden bench surrounding it. “Come thin one, eat our fruit. Your concubine can join you.”

Kitty opened her mouth to clarify that she was no one’s concubine, but Storm silenced her with a wave. They were guests in this village and had to be nice and not contradict what the natives said. They thought Kitty was her concubine and it would stay that way until they escaped. Kitty remained silent, but blushed softly. She should be feeling furious that Balla called her a concubine, but somehow, being called Storm’s concubine didn’t bother her. If Kitty had to pretend to be a sex slave, she would rather pretend to be Storm’s sex slave then anyone else.

Sitting down together at the table, the two women lifted up the strange fruit sitting on the table. They were shaped link mangos but pink with red spots. Kitty cautiously sniffed it before taking a small bite. Her eyes lit up as she bit down, the fruit was so sweet and delicious. She took a bigger bit, then another and another, she was scarfing the fruit down in seconds and Storm joined her moments later. The girl’s moaned as they binged on the strange fruit, finding each bit better then the last. They would have eaten the fruit all day, if they hadn’t suddenly started to feel strange. Balla watched from the side, her carefree grin become much more wicked as she watched Storm and Kitty hold their bellies and groan.