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It was hot summer day in the city of Rupton, as any typical, generic day but lets leave that wall alone, and down the street walked a woman who was hopelessly searching for a good meal, in fact, any kind of meal. But building after building, she couldn't find one restaurant nor pub or any kind of place that serves food of any kind. I mean seriously! Where did all the food go? Ugh, this is tiring. I might as well keep my mind busy on something else for a bit while I keep walking, thought the female.

Oh? You thought that was the actual narrative? Well, you thought wrong! But let's continue the story.

With that, our unnamed female attempts to faze away from reality. My name is Jennifer and I'm.... Hungry. No no! Something else! I'm a.... Novelist! Yes, I am a world renowned novelist and holder of many grammys! Yes! So many shiny-"Oof!" was what she said as she went face first into a light post, which sent her falling back on her bum. Gotta watch where she's going there. She checks to see if her nose was bleeding. It wasn't, good... good. But to her dismay, all her distracted thinking winded her up in a mysterious part of town. Everything seemed... Odd, like something wasn't right here- Hey, a bar! Finally, somewhere that serves food!

As the eager Jenny entered the bar, she immediately realized that something was a bit.... Off. I mean, look at that bartender, he has a somewhat distinct chameleon aspect to himself, as if he were-Nope! That's definitely a chameleon, he just looked at Jennifer and a drunken scorpion at the same time... Aaand there's a drunken scorpion! Okay, okay, maybe she can just-nope, big bull man blocking the... Only exit in here... Great. Well, she guess while she's stuck here she can grab herself something good to eat. You know what they say, when in Rome eat the roman food.

"Hello, My good... sir" said Jenny hesitantly, walking up to the bar stand, calling the... chameleon's attention, "do you serve any... human food?" she asked with a tone of worry as she scanned the crowd of animals and insects drinking and eating their respective, and somewhat inedible to humans, food groups, disgusting.

"Well of course we do" chuckled the humble chameleon, "though we don't have humans visiting to our bar very often, so excuse me if it takes a while"

"Oh... Its no bother..." said Jenny, biting her tongue on the whole animal thing-why is the strange bartender staring at you?

As if knowing what the young lady was thinking, the chameleon decided for it to be a good topic to start a conversation. Though the staring is indeed a bit awkward. "Sorry for staring, but I've noticed that-"

"I'm pretty?" she said, reluctantly but not entirely expecting it.

"Don't flatter yourself" said the bartender, clearing his throat, "I was gonna say that you haven't asked about our, dare I say, strange ambiance despite the fact that you've been staring at every person in here as if they were a bunch of freaks."

"Weeeell..." began Jenny. "Don't" he interrupted, "Anyway, if want to know, where you're standing is a bar situated in a mysterious town lost in... Actually, I can't really say, humans only find this place by mistake and we'd all like for there to be minimum interference from the humans."

"Hmm... Now I wish I never asked. Sorry, that was really interesting and all but... I'm starving and I'd like to know where my food is..."

"Oh!" he chuckled, "Well, excuse me for making you feel like you stand out but, you're a human in a bar full of animal and insect humanoids, my chef spotted you immediately, I spotted you immediately. So believe me when I say that your meal is nearly complete. Ain't that right, Jack?" he called to through the open window in the back.

"That's indeed correct, Rick" called back Jack.

"Thank god, I'm so hungry I could eat a... Whole meal" she said cautiously, eyeing the crowd slowly and carefully.

Rick laughs, "Don't worry, we too use that saying", he chuckles back.

"Oh... In good faith?" Jenny asks

Rick didn't answer, unsure how.

"Doesn't matter, as long as you get a good laugh at it" chuckled a spider female, who took a chair next to Jenny. She seems like bad news, care to explain why Ricky is uncomfortable looking at you, missy? Guess not... You know, compared to the other spiders in here, this chick seems to have some more... human traits... Like a torso, which is propped up right, and a.. Well that's about it, from the waist down its all spider body, what do they call it? Dorsum? I don't know. And her face look like a spider's head with a very fashionable wig, I mean damn, that hair and them clothes, girl knows how to present herself. Mhmm.

"Like what you see?" said the spider chick, snapping Jenny out of it.

"What?"

"Oh, obviously you're staring at me for a reason" she replied, cocking her eye brows, grinning widely, showing off her sharp teeth.

"Ara, leave her alone, I don't want the last incident to repeat itself" said Rick the chameleon, oh! That has a nice ring to it. But was he threatening her?

"Oh Rick, always living in the past. When will you let it go? Don't you trust little oh me?" asked the spider in what could only be the cutest face a spider chick like her can give, daww!

Ignoring her last question, Rick stared blankly at her and responded, "I'll let it go when 'Cold Cases' stops premiering it as a final episode for ever season!"

"W-what?" asked Jen horrified, "What in gods name happened?"

"Oh relax little girl" said Ara reassuringly, "it premiers as a missing person's report, they don't know what really happened" she chuckled with confidence.

"Yeah" replied Rick, hand placed on his brow, "that'll definitely calm her down" he sighs, "here's your food" he says as he serves Jenny a cheeseburger and fries.

"Finally!" she cheers, digging into her food ravenously.

"My, you're a hungry girl, aren't you" said Ara, with a sudden strange look on her face. Is she... interested in Jen... eating? Strange girl... Spider girl. Betcha anything her name is Arachne, you can feel it. "You look like a girl who likes to eat." she adds. Hmm... Maybe Jenny can play with her interests.

"Well, my dear spider, you have no idea" Jenny chuckles confidently, "I've been known to pack large quantities of food at once!" she declares!

"Oh wow!" Ara chuckles, "Umm... Won any... Competitions?" she asked, now more intrigued than ever before. Settle down, spider girl, I'm just a normal person, not a celebrity, I too put on my pants one... That doesn't apply here.

"Indeed I have, poor fools couldn't keep up" Jenny chuckles... And lie. Though not a total lie, Jen has won a contest before, but it was among friends, but one of them was a rather large girl so... There's that. Not a complete lie. "I can take on anyone who dares challenge me and come out on top!" She said before realizing where she was, "Anyone with one stomach, of course." nervously chuckles.

"Oh.. Well, what about me? I have one stomach!" she grinned. Her? Hmm... She does seem rather skinny, and we all know the skinnier ones always eat the less, right?

"You? Well... Sure." she says smiling back kindly, don't want to disappoint her fans.

"I don't think that's a good idea. And you know that, Ara!" warned the chameleon bartender.

"Well, how about you be the referee and you can stop the contest if you feel like something is wrong, deal?" Ara(chne) offered.

"No. The last time I refereed, you nearly bit my hand off." the bartender answered back. Why is everything that comes out of the spider chick's mouth answered back with some nasty reminder? This probably is a bad idea.

But before Jenny could open her mouth to protest, she was pulled away by Ara, "Well fine! More fun for us!" she said, and with that, she went towards the door at the end of the bar, dragging Jenny along.

"Man, I can't believe you used to hit that." chuckled Jack from behind the window.

"Shut up, you nosey frog." sneered Rick back to the smirking bullfrog.

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Kicking the door open, Arachne, we're gonna call her Arachne, she continued pulling Jenny into the next room... Or basement, the floor seems to be wooden, a bit too dark to tell. "Where are we?" she asked. "Its just where we're gonna hold our little contest," Arachne answered excitedly, "but where we're going is a little bit deeper" she added. I guess she wants some privacy... what are those guys doing?

Going down the stairs to B1, following Arachne's bobbing spider butt, Jen notices a ring of animals huddled around an intense arm wrestling match between a bull, who's obviously losing, and a mighty, confident looking bison. Well, it isn't any stranger than a passed out, drunken scorpion, you can say that. "How deep are we going?" Jenny asks. "About..." the spider chick thinks for a bit, "This is B1, so B3."
"Oh... What's in B2?"
"You'll see" she chuckles.

At basement level 2, there's a school of shrimps sitting behind what one would assume is a bullet proof panel as they watch an octopus nervously using his eight arms to disarm a... A bomb?!? "What the hell? Isn't that dangerous?" Jenny asks nervously.
"No, of course not. Those shrimps are behind some pixy glass."
"Some what glass?"
"Wait... No, I meant a bullet proof window, sorry."
"ah... But I meant for us."
"Oh!" Arachne starts chuckling, "Don't worry about that, dear, its not a time bomb. Its more of a... contact bomb, it'll only go off if he fails or if... I don't know, if an earthquake hits."
"Do you get any?"
"Earthquakes? Not often enough for it to be a problem" she grinned. That's not reassuring!

"You know," Jenny begins, "I don't feel comfortable holding a contest under a bomb disarming contest. Especially with the threat of a passing earthquake."

That didn't please the spider one bit. Turning to Jen, Arachne, now growling, her smile melted away, sneered, "Listen, we're going have this contest, whether you like it or not. I've been dying to compete against someone worthy and some stupid "deadly explosion" isn't going to stand in my way!" Woah... This getting out of hand too quickly...

"Umm... Can I confess something?" Jenny starts, hoping the truth will set her free.

"No" Ara shot her down coldly. Oh... Arachne went down the final set of stairs, this room, the floor B3, was much larger than the other two. Wonder what's gonna happen here. Oh right, a contest.

"How'd you get this room so big?" Jen asked automatically, wait, no, that's not what you wanted to know.

"The same way they make tunnels," she answers anyway, though a bit annoyed, "with explosions." Aww, no smiles. Creepy, smiling Ara is better to look at than Angry, grimacing Arachne.

At the center of the room, or better said splitting the room by the middle, was a long table filled with numerous plates filled with equally numerous, albeit delicious, food...s, don't know how say the plural of food correctly under this context... Fffffoood, meh.

"This is where we will hold the contest," said Arachne, no shiz Sherlock, good one, Jen. "You like it, ah?" Arachne asks, noticing the stupid grin on Jens face.

"Oh uh..." don't anger her, "Yeah, seems like a formidable place to defeat you," probably shouldn't oversell yourself either.

"Oh really? Well put your money where your mouth is... Or the food, in this case" she says, chuckling to herself. "Now, here are the stakes, the loser must pay for all this food," signaling all the food from one corner of the table to the other, "which sums up somewhere close to... $1750, or more."

"Whoa! That's a lot!" Jen exclaims, a little worried.

"Well, if you're a good of an eater as you claim to be, you have nothing to worry about" Arachne reassures, with a sharp toothy grin on her face.

"Right... Hey, is this food fresh?"

"Oh, you think this food was here for a long time," she chuckles smugly, "No no, this food is legitimately and absolutely fresh, I got it this morning, I just like challenging newcomers who wander into the bar."

"All of them?"

"No, not all of them are eating contestant winners like you!"

Chuckling, Jen looks away shamefully, "Yeah, that's true"

"Alright," says Ara from the other side of the table, wait... How'd she get over there? Oh right, she's a spider, so she can probably climb on walls, "Lets get this contest started! Alright, so your side of the table has the same contents of food as my side table, so if you grab, lets say, a chicken leg then I'll grab one and so on and so on, or vice versa. That way no one can cheat by eating less filling food, we both will be filling up at the same pace," she says with a rather proud look on her face, don't know if she's proud that she thought this through so well or that she's finally getting what she wanted, don't know, all Jenny knows is that she's gonna use this to her advantage. "Whoever gets full first, loses."

"Alright, good," Jen took a seat and began scanning the contents, where she spots a chicken leg in front of her, what a convenient coincidence. Grabbing it, she put it up to her mouth to take a bite before noticing Ara doing the same thing but with a huge grin on her face, goddamn she's creepy. Taking a bite, she commenced the competition.

Jen figured she should start light as she grabbed and ate less filling dishes, like meats and veggies and fruits, to which Ara obediently imitated. But after a minute, Jen realized a horrible, terrifying fact, she ran out of less filling dishes. All that's left are hundreds of plates filled with pastries, cakes, chocolates and bread. That spider chick probably did this on purpose, that dirty, sneaky cheater! How dare she! No use crying about it now, she needs to beat this spider chick at her own game. Jen ain't paying for all of this.

Looking down, Jenna was relieved to find that all those light dishes hasn't affected, or bloated, her gut, although she did feel rather full though. Unfortunately all these heavier dishes are gonna hit her like a rock, watch out belly, you're in for quite a ride.

Jennifer needed to think this through very thoroughly. This would be easier if Arachne wasn't staring with those big beady eyes of hers, watching Jen's every move. Why is she so creepy? Why?

Alright, maybe Jennifer should attack this in a way of taste, maybe some foods react differently to spiders than to humans. Sounds logical enough to be correct, let's start with the cake! Jennifer grabs a slice of cake and devours it nearly instantly, following it up with one slice and another and another. Arachne was imitating the feeding with ease, she didn't look ready to stop at all, unlike Jenny, who was desperately hoping that Ara would tap out first. Already, Jenny could feel her gut push against her shirt and it took only a look to confirm this. That's going to be hard on the eyes after several more plates of food. And for the love of god! "Stop staring at at me!" Jenny accidentally yelled.

"What?" Arachne uttered in confusion.

"uhh... You weren't supposed to hear that..." Jenny admitted, looking back at the food. That was embarrassing. Lets grab some more cake before the embarrassment kills you.

Jenny dug back into the cake, eating slice upon slice, finishing it in under thirty seconds. That was delicious, painfully filling but delicious. Jenny surveyed the table in search of what else to eat. Lets see, lets see. Aha! Hot dogs, Jennifer grabbed several hot dogs and began devouring them quickly, hoping Arachne will cramp up trying to catch up. She has to, because if Ara doesn't soon, Jen soon will.

Jen continued the desperate onslaught on the dishes, Arachne following calmly, with a smile on her face, looking unfazed by all the stuffing. In no time, Jennifer felt her belly push against the table, swelling larger, Jen yelped upon noticing this, carefully placing a hand her big gut.

"What's wrong?" asked Ara with a slight glee in her voice. What's she so happy about?

"Nothing... I just got surprised by my belly, that's all," Jenny chuckled nervously. Ara stretched up to get a better look at Jen's belly... Wait a minute, is Ara... Slim? How could that be? No, it must be a trick. Probably just the angle.

"Doesn't look that big, you still have some room in there to eat, I know I do," she chuckles, setting herself back down. Something smells fishy, and it isn't that conveniently placed fish... Okay, maybe it is, but Jen is starting to not trust that spider chick. But she probably had a point.

"Alright," Jen murmured as she continued stuffing herself silly. Plates began emptying and mote and more food disappeared into the mouths of the two competitors. With each dish emptied, Jenny's gut swelled an inch bigger, causing Jen to shift uncomfortably, trying to give room to her bloated belly. Arachne, on the other hand, was doing just fine, eating all the dishes like it was no big deal. How is she doing it? Didn't matter, hopefully she's getting full and she doesn't know it.

Shaking her head, Jen snapped out of her trail of thought and kept eating. As she ate, her belly kept on a steady swell, pushing out through her shirt and onwards, trying to contain the large intake of food that Jenny is giving her overstuffed gut.

No matter how much food Jennifer stuffed into her straining belly, the table did not seem to get any closer to being empty, it almost seemed like the dishes were endless, and each dish was bigger than the last! Jen doesn't know how much of this she can take. Her belly was getting in the way, making it harder for her to reach her food. Nut no matter how slow she was eating, Ara was patiently waiting for each bite before she took hers, honoring the rules of the contest. No honor will hide the sneaky weasel Jenny believes she is, something definitely is wrong with the unnaturally skinny spider chick. Jen keeps eating and eating and... Ah, great! You can't reach the plates anymore. Jen stretches as much she can, trying to reach her, pushing against her belly, hoping Ara doesn't count this halt as a white flag.

"Hey, what's the hold up?" asks Ara, walking around the table, only to find a large, gut pinning Jenny down, not letting her reach the table. Poor girl. "Oh my, you seem to be stuck," Arachne observed, placing a hand on her belly, it didn't have a lot of give, pushed back when she pushed against it. "Wow, you must be full, unable to eat another bite," she says, "I think that counts as a forfeit, ready to pay up?"

Jen's eyes bulged, paying? I ain't paying for all this! 1750? No way! "No!" Jen yells, failing at trying to sit straight up, "I'm not full yet!" Jen again tried to reach for the food, failing once again, "though I can't reach the food..."

"Hmmm..." thought Ara, looking at the helpless Jennifer, "I could stuff you silly..." she suggested.

"Uhhh..." Jenny was actually deciding on quitting working off her bill before Ara interrupted her with a mouth full of cheesecake, making it clear that Ara didn't want to compete against a quitter. Arachne would stuff Jenny with one plate of food and proceed devour the same,plate from her side, this process would repeat several more times before Jenny's belly gave out a threatening groan. By this point, finally, Arachne's belly was showing, though only a bit, as it pushed a bit against Arachne's buttoned up shirt.

"Oh my, sounds like someone is full," Arachne comments, pressing against Jenny's belly, which was didn't give in at all and was painfully uncomfortable for Jennifer. "Heh, I guess its time for your wafer thin mint, huh?" she jokingly offers, "naw, that's ridiculous, a mint would immediately dissolve in your mouth before it can blow you up," Arachne jokes, "science ruins everything," Arachne keeps speaking as she grabs two cupcakes and approaches Jenny, "but it makes one thing... How much should one eat where having a mint dissolve in your tongue is enough to cause a person to explode," she shoves the morsel into Jenny's mouth, covering her nose and mouth appropriately to cause a swallowing reaction. The groans within Jenny's belly began growing louder as the cupcake pushed Hen's belly to its limit. Jenny could,also feel something else pushing her belly. It was Arachne! What's she doing? Arachne pushes Jenny to the far end of the room, up against a wall, she pats Jennifer's belly and heads off, leaving Jenny alone to groan and tremble. The remaining thoughts on Jennifer's mind is 'How in god's name is that spider chick so slim after eating all that?!?'

Arachne had little time to get out before the inevitable happens. Heaven knows she's seen this happen too many times, she should be able to effectively escape such a situation on time, and yet she can never seem to do it.

She climbs up to B2, where the octopus is nearly done, though still in danger of blowing himself up. That's when it hits her, the tremble, she had less time than she thought. Crap, she seems to never be able to properly plan anything through. She hurried up the second flight of stairs as she makes her way to B1. At this floor, the Bison obviously won the watch, as the bull attended his sore arm properly, with bandages. Poor wimp, he never learns.

Arachne hurried up to the door, only to find she was seconds too late. On the third floor basement, Jenny's belly finally gave out, exploding with a might, thunderous explosion, shaking the three floors terribly, sending food flying all over the place, covering the walls. Such a tremor brought the foundation of the two upper floors down, but not before the bomb in the second floor detonated, obliterating everything on the B2 floor, as well as slow cooking the shrimp viewers. The floor beneath Arachne disappeared, sensing her and the animal crowd falling to the splintering mess of the third floor.

Arachne found herself intact and still alive as she laid on a pile of corpses who broke her fall. Looking around, the only other survivor was the bull man as he had the bison to cushion his fall.

Rick, investigating the odd explosion, opened the door to find a large hole where his basement was and his ex, laying confused at the bottom of it.

"Heeeey, Ricky... Wassup?" Arachne asked, still a nit dazed from the fall. The bull looked up sheepishly as well, thinking he had something to do with this as well.

Half expecting this, Rick muttered "unbelievable" and shut the door.

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It was hot summer day in the city of Rupton, as any typical, generic day but lets leave that wall alone, and down the street walked a woman who was hopelessly searching for a good meal, in fact, any kind of meal. But building after building, she couldn't find one restaurant nor pub or any kind of place that serves food of any kind. I mean seriously! Where did all the food go? Ugh, this is tiring. I might as well keep my mind busy on something else for a bit while I keep walking, thought the female.

Oh? You thought that was the actual narrative? Well, you thought wrong! But let's continue the story.

With that, our unnamed female attempts to faze away from reality. My name is Jennifer and I'm.... Hungry. No no! Something else! I'm a.... Novelist! Yes, I am a world renowned novelist and holder of many grammys! Yes! So many shiny-"Oof!" was what she said as she went face first into a light post, which sent her falling back on her bum. Gotta watch where she's going there. She checks to see if her nose was bleeding. It wasn't, good... good. But to her dismay, all her distracted thinking winded her up in a mysterious part of town. Everything seemed... Odd, like something wasn't right here- Hey, a bar! Finally, somewhere that serves food!

As the eager Jenny entered the bar, she immediately realized that something was a bit.... Off. I mean, look at that bartender, he has a somewhat distinct chameleon aspect to himself, as if he were-Nope! That's definitely a chameleon, he just looked at Jennifer and a drunken scorpion at the same time... Aaand there's a drunken scorpion! Okay, okay, maybe she can just-nope, big bull man blocking the... Only exit in here... Great. Well, she guess while she's stuck here she can grab herself something good to eat. You know what they say, when in Rome eat the roman food.

"Hello, My good... sir" said Jenny hesitantly, walking up to the bar stand, calling the... chameleon's attention, "do you serve any... human food?" she asked with a tone of worry as she scanned the crowd of animals and insects drinking and eating their respective, and somewhat inedible to humans, food groups, disgusting.

"Well of course we do" chuckled the humble chameleon, "though we don't have humans visiting to our bar very often, so excuse me if it takes a while"

"Oh... Its no bother..." said Jenny, biting her tongue on the whole animal thing-why is the strange bartender staring at you?

As if knowing what the young lady was thinking, the chameleon decided for it to be a good topic to start a conversation. Though the staring is indeed a bit awkward. "Sorry for staring, but I've noticed that-"

"I'm pretty?" she said, reluctantly but not entirely expecting it.

"Don't flatter yourself" said the bartender, clearing his throat, "I was gonna say that you haven't asked about our, dare I say, strange ambiance despite the fact that you've been staring at every person in here as if they were a bunch of freaks."

"Weeeell..." began Jenny. "Don't" he interrupted, "Anyway, if want to know, where you're standing is a bar situated in a mysterious town lost in... Actually, I can't really say, humans only find this place by mistake and we'd all like for there to be minimum interference from the humans."

"Hmm... Now I wish I never asked. Sorry, that was really interesting and all but... I'm starving and I'd like to know where my food is..."

"Oh!" he chuckled, "Well, excuse me for making you feel like you stand out but, you're a human in a bar full of animal and insect humanoids, my chef spotted you immediately, I spotted you immediately. So believe me when I say that your meal is nearly complete. Ain't that right, Jack?" he called to through the open window in the back.

"That's indeed correct, Rick" called back Jack.

"Thank god, I'm so hungry I could eat a... Whole meal" she said cautiously, eyeing the crowd slowly and carefully.

Rick laughs, "Don't worry, we too use that saying", he chuckles back.

"Oh... In good faith?" Jenny asks

Rick didn't answer, unsure how.

"Doesn't matter, as long as you get a good laugh at it" chuckled a spider female, who took a chair next to Jenny. She seems like bad news, care to explain why Ricky is uncomfortable looking at you, missy? Guess not... You know, compared to the other spiders in here, this chick seems to have some more... human traits... Like a torso, which is propped up right, and a.. Well that's about it, from the waist down its all spider body, what do they call it? Dorsum? I don't know. And her face look like a spider's head with a very fashionable wig, I mean damn, that hair and them clothes, girl knows how to present herself. Mhmm.

"Like what you see?" said the spider chick, snapping Jenny out of it.

"What?"

"Oh, obviously you're staring at me for a reason" she replied, cocking her eye brows, grinning widely, showing off her sharp teeth.

"Ara, leave her alone, I don't want the last incident to repeat itself" said Rick the chameleon, oh! That has a nice ring to it. But was he threatening her?

"Oh Rick, always living in the past. When will you let it go? Don't you trust little oh me?" asked the spider in what could only be the cutest face a spider chick like her can give, daww!

Ignoring her last question, Rick stared blankly at her and responded, "I'll let it go when 'Cold Cases' stops premiering it as a final episode for ever season!"

"W-what?" asked Jen horrified, "What in gods name happened?"

"Oh relax little girl" said Ara reassuringly, "it premiers as a missing person's report, they don't know what really happened" she chuckled with confidence.

"Yeah" replied Rick, hand placed on his brow, "that'll definitely calm her down" he sighs, "here's your food" he says as he serves Jenny a cheeseburger and fries.

"Finally!" she cheers, digging into her food ravenously.

"My, you're a hungry girl, aren't you" said Ara, with a sudden strange look on her face. Is she... interested in Jen... eating? Strange girl... Spider girl. Betcha anything her name is Arachne, you can feel it. "You look like a girl who likes to eat." she adds. Hmm... Maybe Jenny can play with her interests.

"Well, my dear spider, you have no idea" Jenny chuckles confidently, "I've been known to pack large quantities of food at once!" she declares!

"Oh wow!" Ara chuckles, "Umm... Won any... Competitions?" she asked, now more intrigued than ever before. Settle down, spider girl, I'm just a normal person, not a celebrity, I too put on my pants one... That doesn't apply here.

"Indeed I have, poor fools couldn't keep up" Jenny chuckles... And lie. Though not a total lie, Jen has won a contest before, but it was among friends, but one of them was a rather large girl so... There's that. Not a complete lie. "I can take on anyone who dares challenge me and come out on top!" She said before realizing where she was, "Anyone with one stomach, of course." nervously chuckles.

"Oh.. Well, what about me? I have one stomach!" she grinned. Her? Hmm... She does seem rather skinny, and we all know the skinnier ones always eat the less, right?

"You? Well... Sure." she says smiling back kindly, don't want to disappoint her fans.

"I don't think that's a good idea. And you know that, Ara!" warned the chameleon bartender.

"Well, how about you be the referee and you can stop the contest if you feel like something is wrong, deal?" Ara(chne) offered.

"No. The last time I refereed, you nearly bit my hand off." the bartender answered back. Why is everything that comes out of the spider chick's mouth answered back with some nasty reminder? This probably is a bad idea.

But before Jenny could open her mouth to protest, she was pulled away by Ara, "Well fine! More fun for us!" she said, and with that, she went towards the door at the end of the bar, dragging Jenny along.

"Man, I can't believe you used to hit that." chuckled Jack from behind the window.

"Shut up, you nosey frog." sneered Rick back to the smirking bullfrog.

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Kicking the door open, Arachne, we're gonna call her Arachne, she continued pulling Jenny into the next room... Or basement, the floor seems to be wooden, a bit too dark to tell. "Where are we?" she asked. "Its just where we're gonna hold our little contest," Arachne answered excitedly, "but where we're going is a little bit deeper" she added. I guess she wants some privacy... what are those guys doing?

Going down the stairs to B1, following Arachne's bobbing spider butt, Jen notices a ring of animals huddled around an intense arm wrestling match between a bull, who's obviously losing, and a mighty, confident looking bison. Well, it isn't any stranger than a passed out, drunken scorpion, you can say that. "How deep are we going?" Jenny asks. "About..." the spider chick thinks for a bit, "This is B1, so B3."
"Oh... What's in B2?"
"You'll see" she chuckles.

At basement level 2, there's a school of shrimps sitting behind what one would assume is a bullet proof panel as they watch an octopus nervously using his eight arms to disarm a... A bomb?!? "What the hell? Isn't that dangerous?" Jenny asks nervously.
"No, of course not. Those shrimps are behind some pixy glass."
"Some what glass?"
"Wait... No, I meant a bullet proof window, sorry."
"ah... But I meant for us."
"Oh!" Arachne starts chuckling, "Don't worry about that, dear, its not a time bomb. Its more of a... contact bomb, it'll only go off if he fails or if... I don't know, if an earthquake hits."
"Do you get any?"
"Earthquakes? Not often enough for it to be a problem" she grinned. That's not reassuring!

"You know," Jenny begins, "I don't feel comfortable holding a contest under a bomb disarming contest. Especially with the threat of a passing earthquake."

That didn't please the spider one bit. Turning to Jen, Arachne, now growling, her smile melted away, sneered, "Listen, we're going have this contest, whether you like it or not. I've been dying to compete against someone worthy and some stupid "deadly explosion" isn't going to stand in my way!" Woah... This getting out of hand too quickly...

"Umm... Can I confess something?" Jenny starts, hoping the truth will set her free.

"No" Ara shot her down coldly. Oh... Arachne went down the final set of stairs, this room, the floor B3, was much larger than the other two. Wonder what's gonna happen here. Oh right, a contest.

"How'd you get this room so big?" Jen asked automatically, wait, no, that's not what you wanted to know.

"The same way they make tunnels," she answers anyway, though a bit annoyed, "with explosions." Aww, no smiles. Creepy, smiling Ara is better to look at than Angry, grimacing Arachne.

At the center of the room, or better said splitting the room by the middle, was a long table filled with numerous plates filled with equally numerous, albeit delicious, food...s, don't know how say the plural of food correctly under this context... Fffffoood, meh.

"This is where we will hold the contest," said Arachne, no shiz Sherlock, good one, Jen. "You like it, ah?" Arachne asks, noticing the stupid grin on Jens face.

"Oh uh..." don't anger her, "Yeah, seems like a formidable place to defeat you," probably shouldn't oversell yourself either.

"Oh really? Well put your money where your mouth is... Or the food, in this case" she says, chuckling to herself. "Now, here are the stakes, the loser must pay for all this food," signaling all the food from one corner of the table to the other, "which sums up somewhere close to... $1750, or more."

"Whoa! That's a lot!" Jen exclaims, a little worried.

"Well, if you're a good of an eater as you claim to be, you have nothing to worry about" Arachne reassures, with a sharp toothy grin on her face.

"Right... Hey, is this food fresh?"

"Oh, you think this food was here for a long time," she chuckles smugly, "No no, this food is legitimately and absolutely fresh, I got it this morning, I just like challenging newcomers who wander into the bar."

"All of them?"

"No, not all of them are eating contestant winners like you!"

Chuckling, Jen looks away shamefully, "Yeah, that's true"

"Alright," says Ara from the other side of the table, wait... How'd she get over there? Oh right, she's a spider, so she can probably climb on walls, "Lets get this contest started! Alright, so your side of the table has the same contents of food as my side table, so if you grab, lets say, a chicken leg then I'll grab one and so on and so on, or vice versa. That way no one can cheat by eating less filling food, we both will be filling up at the same pace," she says with a rather proud look on her face, don't know if she's proud that she thought this through so well or that she's finally getting what she wanted, don't know, all Jenny knows is that she's gonna use this to her advantage. "Whoever gets full first, loses."

"Alright, good," Jen took a seat and began scanning the contents, where she spots a chicken leg in front of her, what a convenient coincidence. Grabbing it, she put it up to her mouth to take a bite before noticing Ara doing the same thing but with a huge grin on her face, goddamn she's creepy. Taking a bite, she commenced the competition.

Jen figured she should start light as she grabbed and ate less filling dishes, like meats and veggies and fruits, to which Ara obediently imitated. But after a minute, Jen realized a horrible, terrifying fact, she ran out of less filling dishes. All that's left are hundreds of plates filled with pastries, cakes, chocolates and bread. That spider chick probably did this on purpose, that dirty, sneaky cheater! How dare she! No use crying about it now, she needs to beat this spider chick at her own game. Jen ain't paying for all of this.

Looking down, Jenna was relieved to find that all those light dishes hasn't affected, or bloated, her gut, although she did feel rather full though. Unfortunately all these heavier dishes are gonna hit her like a rock, watch out belly, you're in for quite a ride.

Jennifer needed to think this through very thoroughly. This would be easier if Arachne wasn't staring with those big beady eyes of hers, watching Jen's every move. Why is she so creepy? Why?

Alright, maybe Jennifer should attack this in a way of taste, maybe some foods react differently to spiders than to humans. Sounds logical enough to be correct, let's start with the cake! Jennifer grabs a slice of cake and devours it nearly instantly, following it up with one slice and another and another. Arachne was imitating the feeding with ease, she didn't look ready to stop at all, unlike Jenny, who was desperately hoping that Ara would tap out first. Already, Jenny could feel her gut push against her shirt and it took only a look to confirm this. That's going to be hard on the eyes after several more plates of food. And for the love of god! "Stop staring at at me!" Jenny accidentally yelled.

"What?" Arachne uttered in confusion.

"uhh... You weren't supposed to hear that..." Jenny admitted, looking back at the food. That was embarrassing. Lets grab some more cake before the embarrassment kills you.

Jenny dug back into the cake, eating slice upon slice, finishing it in under thirty seconds. That was delicious, painfully filling but delicious. Jenny surveyed the table in search of what else to eat. Lets see, lets see. Aha! Hot dogs, Jennifer grabbed several hot dogs and began devouring them quickly, hoping Arachne will cramp up trying to catch up. She has to, because if Ara doesn't soon, Jen soon will.

Jen continued the desperate onslaught on the dishes, Arachne following calmly, with a smile on her face, looking unfazed by all the stuffing. In no time, Jennifer felt her belly push against the table, swelling larger, Jen yelped upon noticing this, carefully placing a hand her big gut.

"What's wrong?" asked Ara with a slight glee in her voice. What's she so happy about?

"Nothing... I just got surprised by my belly, that's all," Jenny chuckled nervously. Ara stretched up to get a better look at Jen's belly... Wait a minute, is Ara... Slim? How could that be? No, it must be a trick. Probably just the angle.

"Doesn't look that big, you still have some room in there to eat, I know I do," she chuckles, setting herself back down. Something smells fishy, and it isn't that conveniently placed fish... Okay, maybe it is, but Jen is starting to not trust that spider chick. But she probably had a point.

"Alright," Jen murmured as she continued stuffing herself silly. Plates began emptying and mote and more food disappeared into the mouths of the two competitors. With each dish emptied, Jenny's gut swelled an inch bigger, causing Jen to shift uncomfortably, trying to give room to her bloated belly. Arachne, on the other hand, was doing just fine, eating all the dishes like it was no big deal. How is she doing it? Didn't matter, hopefully she's getting full and she doesn't know it.

Shaking her head, Jen snapped out of her trail of thought and kept eating. As she ate, her belly kept on a steady swell, pushing out through her shirt and onwards, trying to contain the large intake of food that Jenny is giving her overstuffed gut.

No matter how much food Jennifer stuffed into her straining belly, the table did not seem to get any closer to being empty, it almost seemed like the dishes were endless, and each dish was bigger than the last! Jen doesn't know how much of this she can take. Her belly was getting in the way, making it harder for her to reach her food. Nut no matter how slow she was eating, Ara was patiently waiting for each bite before she took hers, honoring the rules of the contest. No honor will hide the sneaky weasel Jenny believes she is, something definitely is wrong with the unnaturally skinny spider chick. Jen keeps eating and eating and... Ah, great! You can't reach the plates anymore. Jen stretches as much she can, trying to reach her, pushing against her belly, hoping Ara doesn't count this halt as a white flag.

"Hey, what's the hold up?" asks Ara, walking around the table, only to find a large, gut pinning Jenny down, not letting her reach the table. Poor girl. "Oh my, you seem to be stuck," Arachne observed, placing a hand on her belly, it didn't have a lot of give, pushed back when she pushed against it. "Wow, you must be full, unable to eat another bite," she says, "I think that counts as a forfeit, ready to pay up?"

Jen's eyes bulged, paying? I ain't paying for all this! 1750? No way! "No!" Jen yells, failing at trying to sit straight up, "I'm not full yet!" Jen again tried to reach for the food, failing once again, "though I can't reach the food..."

"Hmmm..." thought Ara, looking at the helpless Jennifer, "I could stuff you silly..." she suggested.

"Uhhh..." Jenny was actually deciding on quitting working off her bill before Ara interrupted her with a mouth full of cheesecake, making it clear that Ara didn't want to compete against a quitter. Arachne would stuff Jenny with one plate of food and proceed devour the same,plate from her side, this process would repeat several more times before Jenny's belly gave out a threatening groan. By this point, finally, Arachne's belly was showing, though only a bit, as it pushed a bit against Arachne's buttoned up shirt.

"Oh my, sounds like someone is full," Arachne comments, pressing against Jenny's belly, which was didn't give in at all and was painfully uncomfortable for Jennifer. "Heh, I guess its time for your wafer thin mint, huh?" she jokingly offers, "naw, that's ridiculous, a mint would immediately dissolve in your mouth before it can blow you up," Arachne jokes, "science ruins everything," Arachne keeps speaking as she grabs two cupcakes and approaches Jenny, "but it makes one thing... How much should one eat where having a mint dissolve in your tongue is enough to cause a person to explode," she shoves the morsel into Jenny's mouth, covering her nose and mouth appropriately to cause a swallowing reaction. The groans within Jenny's belly began growing louder as the cupcake pushed Hen's belly to its limit. Jenny could,also feel something else pushing her belly. It was Arachne! What's she doing? Arachne pushes Jenny to the far end of the room, up against a wall, she pats Jennifer's belly and heads off, leaving Jenny alone to groan and tremble. The remaining thoughts on Jennifer's mind is 'How in god's name is that spider chick so slim after eating all that?!?'

Arachne had little time to get out before the inevitable happens. Heaven knows she's seen this happen too many times, she should be able to effectively escape such a situation on time, and yet she can never seem to do it.

She climbs up to B2, where the octopus is nearly done, though still in danger of blowing himself up. That's when it hits her, the tremble, she had less time than she thought. Crap, she seems to never be able to properly plan anything through. She hurried up the second flight of stairs as she makes her way to B1. At this floor, the Bison obviously won the watch, as the bull attended his sore arm properly, with bandages. Poor wimp, he never learns.

Arachne hurried up to the door, only to find she was seconds too late. On the third floor basement, Jenny's belly finally gave out, exploding with a might, thunderous explosion, shaking the three floors terribly, sending food flying all over the place, covering the walls. Such a tremor brought the foundation of the two upper floors down, but not before the bomb in the second floor detonated, obliterating everything on the B2 floor, as well as slow cooking the shrimp viewers. The floor beneath Arachne disappeared, sensing her and the animal crowd falling to the splintering mess of the third floor.

Arachne found herself intact and still alive as she laid on a pile of corpses who broke her fall. Looking around, the only other survivor was the bull man as he had the bison to cushion his fall.

Rick, investigating the odd explosion, opened the door to find a large hole where his basement was and his ex, laying confused at the bottom of it.

"Heeeey, Ricky... Wassup?" Arachne asked, still a nit dazed from the fall. The bull looked up sheepishly as well, thinking he had something to do with this as well.

Half expecting this, Rick muttered "unbelievable" and shut the door.