In the blink of an eye, the pair were out of the clutches of the fattened Sirens and back at their base, aka The Watchtower.

Still, even here on the moon, the fattening designs that had stared with a bloated Ivy had taken root. One only had to pop into the cafeteria to see the gluttons the former heroines of the world had made of themselves.

Vixen, rooting around with a pig's snout then devouring enough food to fill her four cow stomachs, big rear high in the air as she did so, showing every quivering inch.

Huntress, one of the first to fall out of the Justice League and also one of the largest, all of her a monument to gluttony and adipose, nowadays found taking up an entire bench by herself, eating, swallowing, and belching offering little else but curses besides that as she imagined doing horrible things to whoever had gotten her hooked on all this delicious food.

Supergirl, who found herself back on Earth asking Ma Kent for more and more at breakfast, lunch, and dinner, was banned from the farm, or at least until the Kent's restocked on food, had made her way to the Watchtower cafeteria, where the food replicators worked round the clock to fill her multiple rolled gut.

Wonder Woman, the paragon of heroines, now the fattest among them, a titan of gluttony, her powers used to cram her maw more than saving people nowadays, though she always offered one of her obese shoulders for her comrades to cry on or comforting them with large portions of her meals as they talked and feasted, but mostly feasted.

It was among such obese comrades that Zatanna and The Question had found themselves once again, Black Canary waiting for their report, an immobile Oracle by her side, munching on Oreos, Dinah occasionally grabbing a handful for herself.

"So...what happened?" Dinah asked between chews.

Question broke everything down for her, Zatanna nodding here and there but mostly looking at all the gorging heroes all around, starting to waddle towards a table, digging into the case of eclairs she'd snatched from the Sirens.

"Thank goodness you guys managed to escape," Canary stated.

"Yeah, though I'm still damn hungry. Just don't give me any sweets."

Canary nodded and motioned towards the cafeteria.

Question waddled towards Zatanna, sitting down beside her, their fat rears squishing together, to say nothing of their love-handles pressing together.

"Thank you Zee, I'm sorry if I sounded harsh back there. I'm grateful for you and I owe you one."

Zatanna nodded, her eyes still glazed as she ate.

Her mind was still fuzzy.

She wanted to feast, eat more and more, but more than that strong desire was another...

She wanted everyone around her to do nothing but eat...