MiB Animated WG: Putting the 'L' in 'SLOB' part 4

Zed's paperwork was interrupted by the sound of alarms roaring throughout the MiB headquarters. He rushed out of his office to see several agents, with their guns drawn, darting past him. He grabbed one of the scrawnier ones and pulled him back.

"The hell is going on here?" he shouted.

"It's L! She's broken out of her confinement, and she's going on a rampage! She's eating everything!"

"What? How did she get out? They're completely seal-proof!"

"W-Well...she was placed in one of the older ones...with the air vents..." The agent was panting.

"Yeah? You expect someone as big as her to fit?"

"No, you see, it was the worms...and we found Agent U lying unconscious by the doorway..."

Zed slapped his palm to his forehead. "I should have known. Okay, I'll be right down. Just keep a watch on her, all of you."

"Sir, I'm just a new agent. I don't have any sort of position to tell anyone what to do."

Zed sighed. He pushed the agent away and began storming down the corridor, toward the staircase.

L was, as expected, in the kitchen. She was surrounded by a tight circle of agents; they had their blasters aimed at her, but none of them dared fire, even though they had set the guns to 'stun'. They didn't know what sort of effect it might have on L, considering she had become the fattest being any of them had ever seen. The blonde woman was shoveling cake into her mouth with her hands, splattering frosting all over her cheeks and her banana-thick fingers. She towered over the thinner agents, because her bountiful blubber were rising her off the ground, yet it was by sheer force of will that she could still waddle about. She pulled a cake-drenched hand out of her mouth to release a wet belch. L's massive stomach laid before her as it spread across the floor tiles; you could easily hear the gas churning inside the ever-widening inner chamber. The rippling of her belly's skin was slow and delicate, like the ocean's waves, and these ripples flowed across her entire vast form. L's arms were stubby in appearance as they sank further into their own fat, and her legs were completely hidden underneath. Her globular behind was like a mountain, each cheek large enough to crush a man. L was growing at a rapid pace, clearly over 500 pounds by now.

Zed stormed into the room. "Put down your weapons! For crying out loud, we aren't here to put her down or anything!"

The agents quickly lowered their guns under Zed's orders.

"We weren't going to hurt her, sir; we just needed to do something to get her to stop. Words won't reach her anymore. The Hypnobod's mental control is too strong!"

Zed's jaw dropped when he saw just how large L had become. She hadn't noticed her superior's arrival yet; her naked body was turned against him, her large butt-cheeks jiggling. One of the newer agents had already lost consciousness from the horrible sight before her. Zed wiped his forehead with a napkin. He really hoped that J and K pulled through with the Hypnobod, or else they would never be able to cure her, not even with the neuralyzers. They could wipe her memories and alter them as much as they wanted, but it wouldn't eliminate the Hypnobod's 'curse' on her.

'J better not blow up that Hypnobod by accident, or so help me God...' Zed thought.

"Alright, if she runs out of food here, she'll try to leave, and we can't have that! Keep her fed, but for crying out loud, don't bring her any junk food!"

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J and K carefully made their way through the sewers, keeping eyes out for anyone waiting to assault them from the shadows. They were deep in alien territory; the underground canteen for extraterrestrial refugees was close. There were shadows plastered on the walls, and the smell was almost unbearable, but for some aliens, it was the closest thing they had to a home on this relatively insignificant planet. Thus, they would be keen to protect it.

J kept the Noisy Cricket out in front of him, a comically tiny gun with an incredibly powerful punch. In contrast, K went for the more conventional standard firearm distributed among MiB agents, the J2. It was basically a laser gun modified to share resemblances to an Earth pistol. The two agents took every step with caution. They needed to play it safe. A little slip-up would mean doom not only for them, but for L as well. K kept an eye on J, who, even after a year of service with the MiB, was still very volatile; that was, he couldn't help shooting both his mouth and his gun. K knew that J wanted to help L, but he still had that bad habit of his. The last thing that should happen is for J to accidentally blow their Hypnobod into a thousand tiny pieces.

"How much long till we get there?" J asked.

"Hey, slick, you know we couldn't bring the car down here; walking is a lot slower than you think when you're trying to watch out for some three-eyed acid spitter or something hiding underwater all the time. We'll be there soon, though."

"Good!"

"Remember, whatever you do, keep your aims off of the Hypnobod if you plan to fire. He's our only ticket to getting L to normal."

"I know! Of course I know! I'm not a newbie like I used to be, K!"

"Alright, then, so you're not a newbie anymore. I'll admit to that."

"That's right!"

K, without even turning his head, pointed his gun in J's direction and fired a shot. J let out a shout, but the laser beam flew an inch over his shoulder, piercing the chest of an Axxilon that had been silently approaching from behind. The alien slumped to the ground with smoke billowing from its chest, dead as a doornail. J's jaw dropped; he had no idea that that creature had been stalking him. If K hadn't shot the creature just now, J would have likely been decapitated by its massive jaws.

K smirked, clearly pleased with himself. "You're not a newbie, but you could still take the chance to learn a few new things."

K and J hurried along. Eventually, they arrived at a steel door placed conspicuously inside the brick wall. It stood out like a tomato in a barrel of green apples. J raised an eyebrow.

"They really thought this would work?" he asked.

"Hey, people don't normally go venturing into the sewers for the hell of it. Besides, if any do, our friends down here can just eat them. They don't have much to worry about, honestly." shrugged K.

"So...they'll be surprised to see we're here?"

"Their scout back there couldn't come back with a warning, so I suppose they would be surprised. Let's say 'hello', and make it more fair."

K strode up to the metal door, and banged the butt of his gun against it. J gasped. A small hatch on the door opened, revealing three marble-like eyes that blinked separately from each other.

"...Who are you?" grunted the voice from behind the door.

"MiB. I'm here looking for a certain Hypnobod."

The alien's three eyes squinted as it examined K more thoroughly. "You...you look familiar..."

"Hmm?"

"Ah! I got it! You're that bastard that got Hixul arrested for selling Arcopaligon Snuff on the street! It's your fault I can't get my fix anymore!"

"I remember that guy. He took it pretty well, all things considered."

The door flew open like a mighty gust, and the massive alien, a large, muscular creature with light-brown skin covered in scales, black hair that ran down is back, and five arms with a pistol in each hand, loomed over K. It's three eyes were literally flushed red with rage. He aimed the barrels of his many guns at K's head, prepared to fill him with bullets. K showed no sign of anything but deep apathy for the situation. He threw a wayward glance at his young partner.

"Alright, slick, you can finally start shooting now."