Rumors swirl through the streets: James, the world’s fattest man, is in town. Towering over everyone and weighing more than 9000 pounds, James is a force of nature. The ground trembles with each step he takes, and the scent of food lingers in the air as he passes by. Restaurant owners anxiously pull down shutters, terrified that today their entire food supply—and perhaps their staff—will vanish into James’s insatiable maw.
Inside, James settles onto a reinforced bench, the structure groaning in protest. Suddenly, the doors swing open and Mega Lebron enters, a mountain of muscle and charisma, his appetite legendary. With a booming voice, "James! I challenge you to the greatest eating contest this world has ever seen. Winner takes the crown of Ultimate Devourer!" The room falls silent, tension thick as melted cheese.
James inhales deeply, eyeing the bounty with gleaming anticipation. Mega Lebron stretches his jaw, grinning at the challenge. "You better bring your A-game, Lebron. I’ve eaten more in a day than most do in a year." "May the hungriest man win," comes the confident reply.
James devours entire platters in a single gulp, crumbs and gravy cascading down his shirt. Mega Lebron keeps pace, his steel-trap stomach never faltering. Waiters scurry to refill the endless plates, sweat beading on their brows. "Is that all you got, Lebron? I’m just getting started," bellows James, wiping his mouth with an entire tablecloth.
Mega Lebron slows, a pained look crossing his face. James, still ravenous, scans the room. Waiters freeze, the threat palpable. "You—you can’t eat the staff, James," gasps Mega Lebron, clutching his stomach. "Feed me more, or someone might end up as dessert," rumbles James, his eyes wild.
Mega Lebron concedes, unable to eat another bite. The crowd erupts as James is declared the victor, hoisting the trophy high, crumbs raining down like confetti. "I am the Ultimate Devourer! But next time, double the food," he booms, grinning as the city sighs in relief—at least, until the next meal.
