All of them stood atop the large wooden stage as red curtains slowly parted. Floodlights bathed over them all, the soft wind on a Wednesday night blowing over them as the audience all eagerly watched from the open-roofed stadium, the judge’s table sitting across from all seven women on the stage, each judge steepling their hands, eager to hear what the women had to say. The first judge was none other than a white martian, with a pointed head, a faintly gilled cheek and three-digited, clawed hands as his long, spiked tail swished back and forth. He had deep red eyes, his teeth amazingly sharp, like pearly knives and a secondary mouth stretched across his belly as his well-built, muscular body looked at the other judges before staring back at the first woman.

“Terra, I believe your name is?” He inquired nonchalantly as he tilted his head, looking the blonde-haired young girl over.

Terra had long, flowing blonde hair and a pair of brown and black goggles that rested over her forehead, with soft eyes and faint brown gloves that rested on her hips. She wore brown boots and khaki shorts, with a pitch black t-shirt and a big smile as she gave a proud grin. “That it is!”

“You understand what we want?” The judge calmly inquired.

“Oh, without a DOUBT.” Terra moaned out as she sloooowly removed her gloves, and calmly dropped them to the ground, one after the other as she gave a little wink, and then rubbed over her belly ever-so-slowly with a single hand before letting out a moan. “I’m just soooooo hungry.” She whispered huskily, putting a single finger digit to her lips as she gave the judge’s table big puppy eyes, her pupils widening like big blue saucers. “My stomach’s like a car running on empty, there ain’t even fumes inside of me.” She murmured. “I’m just so starving.” She crooned, her belly gurgling and churning. “I ain’t eaten anything in three days.” She said, her belly emaciated and worn, her body almost looking like a STICK FIGURE. “If I turned sideways, you couldn’t even see me!” Terra whispered in that same faintly seductive, husky tone as the other girls on the stage groaned, or rolled their eyes or sniggered.

“Wannabe.”

“Wimp.”

“Oh, three days, I feel so bad for you!”

“PFFT. Amatuer.”

Terra kept rubbing over her belly, moaning deeply. “Oh, please oh please, judges. I soooo badly need some food!”

“Oh please, you think YOU’RE hungry?” A dark-skinned young woman remarked. She had deeply brown skin, and had her hair tied up in a ponytail at the top of her head with a blue tie, smaller ponytails hanging on the side of her head as she had piercing, bright blue eyes. She wore a tight-fitting blue shirt with no sleeves, and blue armbands to match, with eskimo-style boots and a jacket that was hanging down from her wrist. She had a plain blue cloth belt, and it was tied tightly around her skinny frame as she sauntered in front of Terra, another judge looking her over as he looked intrigued.

He was a faintly gargoyle-esque demonic being, with a stubby “beard” crest on his chin, and sharp grey claws with greyish/black scaly skin. He had three stubby horns in the center of his forehead spiking up like hair, with piercing red eyes, and batlike wings with a squirming lizardlike tail as he looked this new young woman over. “Ahh, Ms. Korra. How lovely! Might you explain to us why you believe you deserve to win the competition?”

“Oh, absolutely.” Korra said, flexing her arms and legs, doing a few push-ups right there on the spot. “I’ve been out working out every single day for a week.” She proclaimed. “The Avatar is looking trim and thin and I’ve been pumping iron everywhere I can! From the jungles to the swamp to the city, I’m a lean, mean, bending machine!” Korra insisted as she showed off her lean, yet still-well-built skinny body as she smirked.

“Oh reaaaally?” The judge inquired, looking intrigued as he and the other judges quickly scribbled down their notes on the various notepads they had, Korra showing off her arms again.

“My stomach’s practically digesting itself alive! My belly sounds like a roaring beast, I’m so hungry. Ain’t nothin’ in my belly, nothin’ at all!” Korra insisted firmly as she turned around slowly, arms spread wide before she rubbed over her belly and moaned out. “I gotta get me something to eat, and fast!” She insisted, her hands rubbing over her stomach.

“...think I could match that.” A slightly dry voice rang out as Korra looked to her right, a VERY pale-skinned, skinny young woman with deep purple eyes and lipstick to match walking forward. She had on a deep blue cloak with a raven-like hood draped over the top of her head, and a golden belt wrapped around her stomach...or rather, barely hanging on. Her frame was so skinny, the belt was barely even on, and it was already on its tightest fitting.

“I’m Raven.” The young woman said, pointing at her gaunt and emaciated belly, shaking her head back and forth. “Trust me, I’m far more hungry than any of them. I’m so worn and hungry, so starving. I...NEED FOOD!” She roared out, her eyes briefly going red, and EXTRA red eyes popping out on her features before she composed herself and simply rubbed over her belly. “...I need food and need it now. My belly’s been digesting itself for about four days.”

“Preeeetty impressive.” Another Asian girl remarked, her black hair tied up in a bun by a green ribbon, wearing ordinary-looking yellow and white and green robes as she walked up, Raven and the others stepping out of the way as she rubbed over her own belly and it gurgled and churned. GLARGORRGGGPP. “I’m sooo hungry. I need something in my tummy and I need it bad. My mouth used to taste like mud. Now it tastes like sand. Never thought I’d miss the taste of sand again!” Toph remarked aloud.

She rubbed over her stomach, blind eyes gazing in the direction of the judges as she shook her head back and forth. “With my eyes gone, all my other senses are so much stronger, especially my taste. My HUNGER. I so...SO need more food and I need it bad! Cuz my stomach’s crying out to be filled. Help a girl out!”

“You call that hunger? My stomach’s SUPER hungry.” A blonde-haired young woman with a well-built but emaciated belly moaned out, floating down onto the stage from high above, twirling about, showing off her blue and red superhero costume as she put her hands on her thin hips, and her stomach growled like a T-Rex. “GGGRROOAAARGGGH”.

“Who’s that?” Toph asked aloud.

“I’m Supergirl!” Supergirl proclaimed. “And my stomach’s super-hungry! I need to get some food in there and I need to get food NOW.” She insisted, rubbing over her thin stomach. “I’m just so starving! I should be called Starving-Girl!”

“Not bad, not bad, but don’t leave out us normal folks!” Atomic Betty proclaimed as she put her hands on her own hips, shaking her head back and forth as her blue eyes gazed out over at the judges. She had red hair tied into something of a ponytail and had a astronaut outfit of pink and white, with a firm, confident look in her eyes. “Us normal folks got hungry bellies too, and I ain’t no exception!”

She rubbed over her gaunt, bareboned belly and moaned out, patting her stomach. “Can’t you hear it growling? My tummy’s gotta get something and get something fast! I am so, so hungry. So, so starving! Give Atomic Betty something for her belly!” she insisted.

“I’ll tell you what the sitch is.” A red-haired young gal insisted, wearing a black shirt and multi-pocketed brown pants, her eyes filled with resolve, and her stomach barely filled with air, let alone food of any kind, as she rose up. “I’m Kim Possible, and I need some food.” She remarked to the judges.

BRRRAAAALLLGGGGHHH. Her stomach grumbled and glowered like a yearning, hungry beast as she rubbed over her stomach. “The sitch in my stomach is so lacking. The sitch is I’m STARVING. So help me fix this situation and get me somethin’ to eat, like, YESTERDAY!”

“My daughter and I are far, FAR more hungry.” A blonde-haired woman with locks of hair running down her back and the side of her hair insisted as her red, luscious lips moved smoothly, purple eyeliner over her eyes as she made her way forward on the stage, her breasts gigantic and swollen but her stomach emaciated and gaunt. Her daughter stood nearby, with jet-black hair instead. Whilst Francine Smith wore a red dress and a gold necklace, her daughter had a pink piece necklace and a grey tank top with wristbands to match, and blue jeans.

“My mom and I took this challenge together and we ain’t eaten anything in days!” Hayley Smith, pointing at her emaciated belly. “We’re super starving and we need food! Right now!” She remarked. “We couldn’t be any hungrier!”

“So help a mother and her daughter, and give us some food!” Francine Smith demanded, rubbing over her gaunt belly and moaning softly.

“You’re not the only family that needs food!” Susan Test proclaimed, as she and her identical twin sister stepped forth on the stage. The two were glasses-wearing redheads, Mary had twirling, swirly ponytails with slightly curved, thick black glasses whilst Susan had firm, long locks of red hair and firm squared glasses. Their arms and legs were so thin that their identical lab coats were BARELY hanging onto their skinny little limbs. “We gotta get something in our bellies and now!”

“We’re so starving!” Mary protested. “We need food and we need it now! It’s been scientifically proven that we’re the hungriest around here! We have been without food for 6 days!” She said, holding up a chart in her amazingly thin arm as she whimpered pitifully. “Give us some food for our poor, lacking stomachs!”

“Trust me when I say I outdo you all.” The pale-skinned, dead-looking vampire goth intoned, as Marceline the Vampire Queen stepped forward and wagged a finger in the air, shaking her head back and forth as her cute little fanged mouth turned into a mona lisa smile. “I’m a vampire. I can go without food for so, sooo long. And I need some red in my belly. Or fries! DESPERATELY! Cuz my daddy ate my fries!” She protested.

Her belly groaned and gurgled and churned, letting out a foul “BLOOORRRKKKK” noise that rang through the air as she rubbed over her skinny little stomach. “Oh, daddy...why’d you eat my fries?! My stomach needed them more than ever! So cut me a break...OR I BREAK YOU ALL IN HALF AND SUCK YOUR BLOOD!” She added, her hair going frizzy and furious and foul, standing up on all ends as she hissed at the judges table.

“Susan Strong is starving! Susan Strong’s stomach needs something tasty!” An enormous, blonde haired, muscular woman wearing a grey animal pelt over her head and clothes to match insisted as she banged her chest. Her chest, alas, was the only thing still muscular, for everything else was just about barely there. “My belly starving! Susan Strong wants food!” She protested angrily, stomping up and down.

Her belly gurgled loudly, and she rubbed over her belly some more. “My belly hungry! My belly needs food! You give Susan Strong food and give it to Susan now!”

Kimiko, meanwhile, wasn’t quite impressed as she folded her arms over her chest, the young girl “harrumphing”. Much like Korra, she too had ponytails, only she had two that were tied in thick wafts to the side of her head, her eyes a lovely teal color and her Asian skin pale and luscious, like the moon. She watched Korra perform for the judges, calmly waiting before finally putting hands on her hips, stepping forward.

She was wearing a red “gi”, with a black cloth belt and black strap sandals as she twirled about. “Step aside, Korra. Cuz KIMIKO is stepping up.” She said, giving a few powerful punches to the air as she held up a fist in the air.

“My, my.” Judge Hsi Wu intoned as he looked Kimiko over, clearly intrigued and fascinated. “Ms. Kimiko! How’re you doing? It’s been so long since I saw you and your friends.” He remarked cheerily.

“Oh, I’ve been getting ready for this competition.” Kimiko said as she put a finger to her amazingly red lips and winked cheekily. She rubbed over her skinny, emaciated, worn belly as a loud, hungry GLURGA-GLOOOORP sound rang through the air.

“So I can tell.” The White Martian judge said, looking interested as Kimiko smirked.

“I’m sooooo hungry. Staaaaaaaaaarving.” She whispered. “My belly’s so empty, been without food for a week and been doing constant gymnastics to keep in shape.” She twisted her body a bit, stretching her arms over her head as she grinned and winked again. “And I so, so gotta get something in my belly. I NEED to have something to fill me up. Maybe some nice gyoza?” She inquired.

“You ain’t the only ones who are starving!” Two good friends said as one, the two standing up in front of the stage, hands on their hips, shaking their heads. Both of them were Japanese, one with purple hair and spiked eyeliner with a choker necklace and armbands to match, another with indigo/purple eyes to match her hair, and a lovely flower in her locks as she wore a cheery yellow dress.

“We’re Ami and Yumi.” Ami announced aloud in her white knee-high go-go boots. “We’re so, so desperately in need of food. Please give us a break. Cut us a break and give us some food. We’ve been out on the road for so long and we need something in our tummies!”

“We need it BAD.” Yumi insisted. “We’re like cars running on empty. We gotta get something in our stomachs.” She muttered as she rubbed her emaciated belly. “Please, help us out!”

“Amateurs.” An Asian woman with red hair that slightly curled up at the end, dark eyeliner and pointed nails as she shook her head, striding across the stage with a black dress and a red belt. “I’m Wuya, and I’m far, far more deserving of the prize. My belly cries for nourishment.” She insisted, lifting up her dress, showing off her barely-there, skinny body, her thin ribs, her worn frame.

“You see this?” She demanded. “I’m a witch and believe me when I say I’m naturally skinny. And even for ME, I’ve been without for far too long.” She insisted as she massaged over her barely-there belly and moaned. “I demand something to fill my stomach!” Wuya proclaimed.

“BAH! You ain’t shiiiit.” Numbah Five remarked aloud, the ponytailed African American girl said as she moved along the stage, the others wisely getting the hell out of her way as she wagged her big finger in the air. She had piercing brown eyes, and deep brown skin, with golden earrings in her ear as a red hat rested atop her head. She had a blue, baggy shirt that was hanging down so low it covered her belly and her crotch, and her arms and legs were skinny as rails.

“Oh my.” Hsi Wu and the White Martian whispered amongst each other, their eyes flicking back and forth amongst each other. “Numbah Five.”

“I’ve heard so much about her!”

“You hearin’ THIS?” Numbah 5 inquired as she pointed at her stomach as loud “GRRRRGGGGLLLLGHHHH’s” rang through the air. “My belly ain’t been filled in over a week.” She insisted in her firm and authoritative voice. Her words carried a weight and power that few others could ever hope to match as she showed off her rail-thin arms and legs. “They’re even skinner than normal today, and you know what’s skinnier still?” She asked.

She lifted up her shirt, showing off the immense, emaciated stomach as it churned and moaned and growled, eager to be filled as she slowly rubbed her hands over her skinny belly, the other girls and the judges looking on.

“See what I got?” She inquired, showing off her incredibly thin, gaunt belly. “I gotta get me some food. I am just starvin’! GOTTA get me somethin’ good. I oughta be the winner of this competition, I’m like an empty bottle! Not a drop left in me and I gotta get some fooooood.” She insisted, striding across the stage, showing off her stomach, twirling about.

“I think I can match that.” A young Asian woman remarked to herself as she shook her head back and forth, watching the display. Jade Chan was another one of the many Asian cotnestants on the stage, and she had deep amber/golden eyes, black locks of hair that ran down the side of her head, and a bright orange sweatshirt she always wore, combined with blue jeans and sneakers to match. She had a decidedly clever, intelligent glint in her eyes as she strode up next on the stage as a draconic, mammilian being began scribbling on his own notepad, the final judge glancing upwards.

“Ahhhh.” Discord intoned, his bearded face looking intrigued, yellow eyes with red pupils gazing out as his horned head looked Jade over. “Ms. Jade Chan!” The draconequus intoned with a beaming, toothy smile. He had one arm that was faintly lion-esque, another like a Griffon’s, one leg like a dragon and the final one like a minotaur or other hooved beast, with batlike wings that were folded neatly behind him...as he nonchalantly sipped over his wine cup...sipping up the CUP over the wine itself. “And what do you have to show us?”

“Oh, just...THIS!” Jade Chan said, ripping off her sweatshirt as the other girls gaped in surprise. Jade was positively gaunt! She looked almost skeletal, her breasts barely noticable over her amazingly thin, emaciated, barely-there belly. It gurgled and glorched and glopped, letting out odd, wet, squelching sounds as Jade sighed. “I am sooooo hungry. I could eat a horse!” She remarked, the Pegasus on stage nearby giving her a dirty look.

She was so thin and worn that you could almost see her ribcage. Her arms and legs were like a stick figure drawing of a girl rather than a real girl’s limbs, and her belly was so skinny and lacking in fat, that it was amazing she had ANYTHING between the air outside and her skeleton beneath.

“I’ve just gooottta eat something. I am, like, sooooooo hungry.” Jade moaned out. “Fighting off the forces of evil is a real challenge! Spent a good week and a half not eatin’ or drinking anything! Not even root beer!” She added, shaking her head back and forth. “I’m like a water balloon that has a slow leak, everything got drained out and now there ain’t nothing but a wimpy little waste that you’re seeing right now.” Jade Chan insisted to the judges as they kept taking copious notes. “My belly needs the root beer!” She remarked, pointing at her belly and rubbing over it slightly. “My stomach needs the soda! Can’t you hear it? It NEEDS food!”

The orange-haired young woman wearing a pink shirt with straps on walked forward, shaking her head. Her hair was also tied into a ponytail and she had a rather sharp nose, with plain, ordinary white pants. In fact, everything about her looked quite ordinary and nondescript as she folded her arms over her chest, her breasts barely visible through the pink shirt. “So you think you’re real proud of yourselves?”

She looked amazingly gaunt. Her cheeks were quite hollow, her legs and arms were thin as reeds, her breath stank from eating next to nothing, and even the flies were staying away from her because of how they KNEW they wouldn’t get ANYTHING off her dead body. “Don’t think you’ve got this competition locked up.”

Discord nonchalantly rested his head on his hands as he floated up in the air, smirking slightly. “Well, well, well. This is intriguing.” He said. “Summer, I trust that you’ve got something special to show us?”

“Oh, absolutely.” Summer insisted, ripping off her shirt and tossing the ripped-off pink shirt to the side as the others looked on in amazement. Her breasts were so flat, her stomach had not just taken to digesting itself, her entire body seemed to have been digesting itself! Her cheeks were thin and gaunt, showing off her bony cheeks beneath, her ribcage was almost totally poking out of her chest, her stomach almost reaching to her rib as it let out a deep, almost ugly, baritone gurgling roar like a twisted lion.

“Oh WOW.” The White Martian murmured in awe.

“Oh MY!” Hsi Wu intoned, mouth gaping wide.

“...woah.” Discord whispered, eyes turning into literal saucers that fell out of his sockets and smashed onto the floor below as Summer flexed about.

“Yeah. Been skippin’ out on meals for two weeks now. I might have actually died yesterday for all I know!” Summer proclaimed, showing off her razor-thin belly. “And I’ve just GOTTA get some food in me. I am so, so, SOOO starving.” She moaned out. “I need food in my belly and I need it yesterday!”

“Oh, that ain’t nothing. You all talk about skippin’ out on food for a few weeks?” The blue-furred, rainbow-maned Pegasus inquired as the reddish/maroon-eyed pony made her way across the stage, shaking her head back and forth as she rose up on two stick-like, barely-able-to-keep-her-up legs and rubbed over what only BARELY passed for a belly with her hooves. Rainbow Dash of Equestria was indeed a gaunt, sorry, sorry sight.

“I haven’t eaten in a month!” The hollow-cheeked, hollow-eyed pony protested. “My stomach needs hay! Needs some straw! Needs FRIGGIN’ ANYTHING AT ALL!” She roared out as it gurgled even louder.

GRAAAALLLLGGGH-GLOOORRRPPPP! It bellowed, the belly’s hungry gurgling echoing through the night air as Rainbow Dash patted and rubbed over the immensely churning, gurgling, eager belly.

“I gotta, GOTTA get me some food! A growin’ gal’s gotta eat, y’know. Now you all gonna give the award and the food to me, or what?!” Rainbow Dash insisted as she showed off her emaciated, gaunt belly as she finally flopped to the ground. “Look at me! I’m so flat and thin, you could think I was the friggin’ HORIZON!” She proclaimed as the judges all talked to each other, eagerly whispering and muttering before…

“Well, Dash, we think you probably DO deserve to win.” The White Martian remarked, the other girls cringing and moaning as Rainbow Dash held up a triumphant fist.

“Yessss!”

“Buuuut we’re not actually gonna give you any food.” Hsi Wu intoned with a shrug as Dash’s smile faded.

“...what.”

“Sorry!” Discord said with a little smile.

“WHAT?!?”

“You’ve got to get to a workout session!” Discord proclaimed. He clapped his hands together, and before their eyes, all the stadium around them changed, shifting and morphing into an enormous gymnasium as the judges made their way to the back, Discord now dressed up as a referee and blowing a whistle. “PHWEEEE!”

“What in the heck?!” Numbah 5 groaned out, smacking her face and tugging it down as the other girls all moaned and groaned, rubbing over their stomachs and howling in denial and agony. “You gotta be kiddin’ me!”

“Oh, we are quite serious.” The White Martian insisted, wagging a clawed digit in the air. “You must continue to perform for us. You’re going to work out for an hour, building up your hunger even more as we prepare your meal...in the kitchen behind this wall.” He said, gesturing to the side, to a doorway that led off to a kitchen as warm, soft, delightful smells drifted out through the air, filling their nostrils. The girls all moaned out, almost tasting the delightful food on their tongues even now as Hsi Wu and the other judges headed for the kitchen.

“You have fun, girls!” He remarked, closing the door as the girls sighed, heading off to various spots at the gym, determined to TRY and work through the hunger and pain. Kimiko rose up on a gymnastic beam, holding herself up one one arm, her stomach gurgling and churning, letting out gurgling, GLORPING noises, one hand rubbing over it as she cringed, trying to work through it as she did push ups.

Meanwhile, Numbah 5 was on her back, her stomach growling loudly as she placed her stick-figure arms behind her head and panted and heaved. Her belly called to be filled, but she kept doing crunches, rising up and down, cringing. “Ugh. This better all be worth it! When I’m done with this, I’m gonna stuff every single nacho I can find into my mouth! My stomach has GOTTA get something in it and fast!”

“You’re not the only one who really, really could go for something filling up my stomach right now.” Rainbow Dash groaned, trying to push herself up off the floor with her skinny, worn arms. She panted and heaved, her belly letting out gurgling GLORKA-GLURRGGG noises as she cringed, her hair matted with sweat. “I’m so hungry. Soooo staaaaarving…” The pegaus murmured out as she flopped onto the well-worn floor of the gym, her hooves rubbing over her stomach.

“I feel like a water tower that’s been emptied of EVERYTHING. I gotta get something in my gut! My belly needs food and needs it now!” Korra murmured out, her head dizzy as she faced down a large punching bag, trying to focus on the bag, working out her anger at not winning the contest so far. Her fists slammed into the bag over and over, cringing as her thin, gaunt belly barely swayed back and forth with each strike, her stomach crying out to be filled with something, anything, anything at all!

“So...hungry…” Summer moaned, running around the gym, trying to do laps as sweat dripped down her near-naked body, her stomach still so gaunt and worn, her belly loudly gurgling and moaning, even louder than her. “Gotta...eat...something…” She whispered, her hands going to her belly, rubbing over it and quietly sighing. “HAVE...to eat...something…my stomach’s sooo empty now!”

Jade, meanwhile, was doing swinging gymnastics from hooked rings that hung down from the ceiling as she twirled her body, her belly gurgling loudly as well as she panted and heaved, groaning in hungry agony. “Ohhhhhhhhh.” She murmured softly as she tried to lift herself up again and again, tongue hanging out of her mouth, moaning and whimpering. “So...hungry...soooo...starving!” She whispered out. “Gotta...fill...my stomach...need a root beer…”

“I...I can barely stay awake.” Terra confessed as she tried as best she could to lift up various weights with her skinny, worn arms, cringing slightly. Her belly let out a roaring GLAGGA-GLOORRRKK as she put one barbell to the side and rubbed over her belly, cringing. “Ooooggghhhh. I am soooo hungry.” She sobbed out. “I need food and I need it now! My tummy’s running on empty, I can’t handle this…”

“Mine’s WAY more hungry than yours!” Jade said, growling as she descended down from the rings and pointed at her gaunt stomach, shaking her head back and forth. She rubbed over it with her hands, shaking her head back and forth. “Look at me! I’m barely standing! I am definitely way, way more hungrier than you.” The young lass snapped. “My stomach’s so haggard and my belly’s so bare!”

“Are you kidding? MINE’S much thinner than yours!” Rainbow Dash insisted, pointing at her own stomach as she panted and heaved. “I’m so hungry, I can’t even stand up!” The pegasus protested. “You wanna talk hungry enough to eat a horse?! I’M HUNGRY ENOUGH TO EAT MYSELF!” The somewhat bombastic braggadoccio Rainbow Dash bellowed out as she patted her barely-there belly with her slender hooves.

Korra shook her head back and forth as her slim arms reached down to her own emaciated and cadaverous belly. “MY stomach needs food way more than all of you! I’m the Avatar!” She remarked as she rubbed over her gaunt and forlorn belly.

“Don’t be so full of yourself! I need food in my tummy too!” Atomic Betty proclaimed as she tried to do some bench presses, but flopped onto the floor, moaning and groaning as she rubbed over her emaciated stomach as it let out a GLORRRRRPP noise, clearly desiring food and desiring it now. “I need it baaaaad.”

“No way, my belly’s far worse off.” Summer sobbed as she rubbed and patted her worn, thin, emaciated stomach. “I’ve been without food far longer than you.” She insisted as she whimpered pitifully, patting her stomach as it grumbled and groaned. “It’s so scrawny and rawboned! I couldn’t be any more haggard.”

“My daughter and I need this far, far more than all of you!” Francine Smith as she and her daughter worked together, Haley spotting her mother as she worked on the dumbells, her belly gurgling and churning as she whimpered pitifully, the two women cringing. “We need something in our belly and we need it now! We’re positively starving! We’ve got to eat something and fast!” She loudly protested.

“Are you kidding?” Kimiko moaned as she pointed at her belly and shook her head back and forth. “My stomach’s so, soooo starving. Way worse than any of you!” The asian girl insisted. “Look at me! I’m just skin and bones! I couldn’t be any scrawnier!” The Asian moaned out, patting her barely-there belly and whimpering. “My stomach’s so pinched! So peaked!”

“I think I am far hungrier than you.” Raven insisted, doing meditation as she hovered in the air, pointing at her belly with one hand as she shook her head back and forth. “I’m far, far hungrier than all of you. I’m haggard and worn. Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos...Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos...Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos…” She murmured. “...need...something...in my stomach. Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos...need...food...now!”

“You ain’t the only ones who need food! Ugh, we’re so desperate!” Mary Test protested as she and Susan did laps around the gym, their bodies panting and heaving, their stomachs emaciated and skinny and lanky as they came to a halt, panting and heaving. Susan wiped sweat off her brow, holding her belly.

“Ohhhh. OHHHH. My stomach...we gotta get some food in it, and we need it...we need it so badly.” The scientific girl whimpered pitifully.

“MINE’S worse off!” Numbah 5 grunted, panting and heaving as she clutched her gaunt and slender, worn belly. “My tummy’s a WHOLE lot more lacking than all y’all! It’s gotta get some food in it and NOW, cuz I’m way, waaaay too thin! Y’all wanna talk skin and bones!? I’m pretty much just bones! As lank as it gets!”

Toph shook her head back and forth as her slim arms reached down to her own emaciated and cadaverous belly. She was also punching punching bags along with Kim Possible. “I think MY own stomach needs food way more than all of you.” She remarked as she rubbed over her gaunt and forlorn belly. “Look at how thin I am! I can’t even see and even I can see how much I need food!”

“You’re not the only one starving!” Kim Possible protested as she massaged her barely-there belly. “My stomach needs something and it needs it now.” She moaned out, looking down at her very thin, very gaunt, barely-there belly and she winced as she rubbed over it. “Ohhhh.”

GRRRROOWRRRGGGG. Supergirl’s belly let out a super growl as she stopped doing crunches and moaned. Her belly so desperately called to be filled, but she kept doing crunches, trying to fight through the pain. “I need food and I need it now. My stomach has GOTTA get something in it and fast!” She insisted. “It’s super-digesting itself for heaven’s sake!”

“No way, OUR bellies are far worse off.” Yumi snapped as she rubbed and patted her worn, thin, emaciated stomach. “We’ve been without food far longer than you.” She insisted as she and Ami did jumping jacks to the side, both Ami and Yumi’s bellies grumbling and groaning loudly. “Look how haggard we both are! We need something in our stomachs and fast!”

“Susan HUNGRY!” Susan Strong demanded, lifting up huge weights, doing the best she could to work through the hunger, drool drizzling out her mouth as she kept lifting them over and over, but her belly kept grumbling. “Susan need food in stomach, and Susan need it now!” She protested. “Give Susan food!” She roared.

“Are you kidding? My belly is far thinner than yours!” Wuya snapped, pointing at her own stomach as she panted and heaved. “I’m so hungry, I can scarcely stand.” The witch protested. “I need something in my belly and I need it yesterday.” She said as she patted over her stomach as it let out loud, wet GLORRKA-GLURRP noises.

“Ladies!” Discord called out, all of the women looking up, gasping in surprise as large tables were now brought out, just enough for all of them to be sitting at it. They all immediately bolted off to the white-clothed tables that were covered in various gleaming silver dishtrays, the tops of the trays removed, showing off gleaming, fresh-cooked food as the women all hungrily murmured and moaned. They licked their lips, eyes bugging out in amazement and awe and sheer hunger, from rolls loaded with butter to pasta to various meat dishes to candied fruits and vegetables with umbrellas placed in them to baked goods for dessert.

“FOOD!” All of the women proclaimed, Discord clapping his hands as a glass cage with some holes in the top covered all of the food dishes, Discord smirking.

“Ah-ah-ah! You can look...you can smell...but you can’t touch.” He said.

“But...but…”

“SONOFA!”

“Are you kidding us?!” Jade finally managed to get out, grabbing Discord by the beard and tugging his head down, glowering furiously at him. “WE! ARE! STARVING!”

“You’re gonna have to wait.” Discord insisted as he and Hsi Wu and the White Martian headed back into the kitchen. “We’ll be out soon!” He remarked cheerily with a wave of his clawed hand as the others all moaned, clutching their stomachs or their heads or faces.

“The AUDACITY!” Summer yelled out, stamping her foot on the floor, growling almost as loudly as her belly as she clutched at her stomach and cringed. “Ohhhh. My stomaaaach. It wants ALL this food and it can’t have ANY of it!”

“These guys have got some nerve!” Terra moaned out as she pressed her head against the glass, deeply inhaling the scent of some fresh-baked cookies, moaning and sobbing as she futilely licked against the glass, her stomach grumbling even louder than before.

“I can’t...take much more of this!” Jade muttered, clutching her belly, rubbing over her roaring gut. “My stomach’s begging for me to smash that glass and put something into it!”

“I need food in my tummy too!” Atomic Betty demanded, she pressed her face up against the glass and shook her head back and forth. “Why are they doing this to us!? We need food!”

Toph shook her head back and forth as her slim arms reached down to her own emaciated and cadaverous belly. “I gotta get me some food and now. I so, SO gotta get some food in my belly.” She remarked as she rubbed over her gaunt and forlorn belly. “I can’t even see and even I can see how unjust this all is!”

“My daughter and I need.” Francine Smith as she and her daughter pressed their faces up to the glass as their bellies began gurgling and churning as Hayley whimpered pitifully, the two women cringing.

“We need something in our belly and we need it now! We’re positively starving! We’ve got to eat something and fast!” She loudly yelled out

“We need something too!” Mary Test said as she and Susan rubbed over the glass cases, the two drooling heavily, their bellies gurgling and churning. “GGGGRRRRLLLLGGGG.” “We need food in our tummies and bad!”

“Give us something for the Test tummies!” Susan proclaimed dramatically.

“You’re not the only one starving!” Kim Possible protested as she massaged her barely-there belly. “My stomach needs food and needs it right now.” She moaned out, looking down at her very thin, very gaunt, barely-there belly and she winced as she rubbed over it. “Why are they doing this to us?!”

“You’re not the only one!” Korra insisted as she put her hands over her stomach and whined. “Ohhhh! My stomach wants to jump out of my mouth and smash the glass by itself! I GOTTA put something into it!”

“It smells...so good!” Kimiko whimpered, deeply smelling over the spaghetti placed in front of her as she pressed her hands and face up to the glass, whimpering pitifully as she shook her head back and forth. “Why can’t they let us eat it?!”

“This is child torture!” Numbah 5 moaned as one hand rubbed her belly, her head leaning in close as she inhaled the scent of macaroni and cheese, murmuring softly as she cringed. “I gotta get me something in my tummy right now! We need to do something, fast!”

GRRRROOWRRRGGGG. Supergirl’s belly let out a super growl again as she quivered and shook as she held her stomach. “My stomach needs some food super-fast!” She demanded. “What’re we gonna do?”

“This is damn wrong.” Yumi growled as she rubbed and patted her worn, thin, emaciated stomach. Ami and Yumi put their faces up against the glass cages, whimpering pitifully. “We need food! We need something in our stomachs and fast!”

“Susan HUNGRY!” Susan Strong demanded, smacking her open palm. “Susan want food in stomach! Why they deny Susan!?” She roared aloud. “We need food and we need now!”

“My belly is far thinner than yours, you’re not the only one who needs food and needs it now.” Wuya snapped, pointing at her own stomach as she panted and heaved. “I’m so hungry. So starving. This is unacceptable!” The witch protested. “I need something in my belly and I need it yesterday.” She said as she patted over her stomach.

“No kidding!” Rainbow Dash said, holding her emaciated belly. Her gaunt stomach growled out furiously, gurgling, churning glorping and roaring as she cringed, shaking her head back and forth as her hooves held her skinny stomach. “I’m not standing for this! I want food and I want it now! Let’s smash the stupid cases!” She insisted.

"Yeah, break the cases!"

"Shatter these stupid things!"

“Let’s fill our bellies!”

"We want food!"

"HUNGRY!"

"FOOD!"

"HUNGRY!"

"FOOOOD!"

“Ladies, ladies, please.”

All of them turned, looking up to see Discord, the White Martian and Hsi Wu making their way into the room.

Hsi Wu held his hands up. “We’re letting you enjoy yourself however you wish. But there’s one final challenge you must perform. You must FIGHT one another and whomever is left standing…”

The White Martian grinned. “THAT is the one who shall be able to enjoy a marvelous banquet!”

“So it’s all about who really DOES want it more.” Discord said with a little wink as he held up a gong and a little stick with a wooly ball at the end of it. “To your places!” He proclaimed, all of the women looking around at each other before IMMEDIATELY growling and gutterally hissing and frowning as they rose up, ready to fight. “And…”

GOOOOOONNNNNGGGGG.

Numbah 5 shot forward at Susan Test, her knee going into Susan’s barely-there stomach, knocking her back as she grabbed hold of her sister Mary with her other hand. She twirled her around and around, her belly loudly groaning and growling. “I’m gonna get something in my belly and you’re not stopping me!” She proclaimed, finally tossing Mary through the air at her sister, the two crashing into the wall across from her with a loud THRAKKA-THROOM as the two redheaded nerds crashed into it and flopped down to the ground, letting out loud moans as Numbah 5 held her belly. “Ooooggghhh! Calm down, you’ll get filled up soon enough, stomach!” She insisted firmly.

Meanwhile, Kimiko and Korra were in the middle of an immense, horrible firefight. The two were using their full powers, launching fireballs left and right through the air, ducking and diving and dipping about, avoiding each others burning fireballs. Kimiko twirled about, a large spiral of fire sweeping towards Korra. “You can’t dodge forever! I’m gonna win this competition and I’m going to get that banquet! My stomach’s positively starving and it’s gonna get filled, and you’re not stopping me!”

“Oh, I don’t think so. MY stomach’s the one that’s gonna be filled.” Korra protested as she clapped her hands together and then slammed herself forward, as a powerful burst of raw wind/air power shot forth. The spiralling fire wind was sent flying back, dissolving in the air as Kimiko gasped, reeling back as Korra clapped her hands and then thrust forth with a slam of her foot, the gym floor below shooting up. KRAKKA-THROOOM! Kimiko went flying and landed into the basketball rim in the gym as Korra punched the air. “HOO-HAH!” She proclaimed. “Avatar 1, Korra 0.”

Meanwhile, Toph and Raven were facing down against each other, Toph holding up her hands, eyes firm and calm as she focused, large chunks of gym floating up around her, the earth having been moved up as Raven focused intensely as well. She shot her fist forward as she grinned. “I’M gonna be the one who’s filling up my belly.” She said. “This competition is mine!”

“Oh I do not think so. My stomach may be yelling louder than a dragon, but it will not be denied.” Raven said, snapping her fingers. “Azarath, Metrion, ZINTHOS!” She proclaimed as the chunks of gym were enveloped in black energy and launched back at Toph. Toph rolled out of the way, holding up her arms, clenching her fists as pipes up above shot down towards Raven, Toph metalbending and spinning about as Raven ducked and dived, to try and get away before suddenly Raven felt her BELT being grabbed. She was shot around and around and around as Toph’s belly grumbled and groaned as she gripped her stomach.

“I’ve soooo got to eat something! And you’re not stopping me!” She yelled out, throwing Raven into the stands whilst Francine and Hayley Smith shot towards Ami and Yumi. They threw their fists out, trying to punch at the two girls as Francine’s belly grumbled and growled.

“Hold her down! Come on! Stand still, I’m getting that prize and getting that food! My belly deserves it more than you!” Francine demanded of Ami as Yumi avoided Hayley’s punches expertly, grabbing her fists, and then HEADBUTTING her, knocking her back as she held her bloodied lip.

“OW!” Hayley yelled out as Yumi then ducked down and swept her leg, knocking her onto her side, but Ami was soon knocked to the ground by Francine with a THWAKKA-THWOCK as Francine cracked her knuckles.

“I’m not gonna lose. It’s my stomach that’s gonna be filled!” She proclaimed as a loud GLURRGA-GLORRRP noise filled the air from her belly. But then all of them were suddenly knocked through the air, Wuya lowering her glowing hands, pointed nails glittering with magic as she smirked.

“Let’s see how you all handle real power.” The redhaired witch proclaimed, twirling her emaciated body about, all four women spiralling around her over and over before finally, all of them were flung through the air. Each one smacked into the walls, sliding down it, moaning and groaning as Wuya grinned triumphantly. “Ha! None of you stand a chance against me. My belly cries to be filled and it WILl be filled!” She insisted as she rubbed over her gurgling, churning, hungry belly as she whimpered a bit. “UGH! I don’t care how hungry I am, nobody’s going to be able to beat me!”

“How about ME?!”

Wuya barely had time to turn around before she was kicked in the face. Jade Chan’s foot had slammed into her hard, knocking her across the gym floor as Jade took up a powerful fighting stance, bouncing back and forth on her feet as she grit her teeth. “I’ve faced down way worse than you!” She proclaimed as Wuya tried to launch a burning blast of purplish energy at her, Jade cartwheeling away even as her belly let out loud gurgling, wet noises. “My belly might be emptier than Susan Strong’s head, but that’s not gonna stay true for long! I’M winning this competition!” She insisted.

She leapt over the many fired pulsating magical beams, and another kick slammed hard into Wuya’s head, knocking her clear through the air with a KRAKKA-THROOOM as she spiralled through the air and into the benches, Jade punching the air. “Hoo-rah!” She proclaimed, leaping up and down. “I don’t care how empty my stomach might be, I’m gonna win this contest and get me that feast!” She proclaimed proudly...before a kick sent her up, up, landing into the basketball ring as Susan Strong shook her fist.

“What you say about Susan!?” Susan snarled. “Susan stomach WILL be filled! Susan tummy need food!”

GLORRRPPPP! Her belly roared loudly as Susan rubbed over it, panting and heaving as she struggled to stand up. “Susan is strong! Susan will not bend!” The blonde haired woman said as she flexed her muscles, showing off her stuff. Marceline, however, tried to grab onto Susan’s back and she let out a yelp, twirling around and around, trying to knock her off.

“Stand still! I gotta suck out all your blood!” Marceline the Vampire Queen demanded as her black hair fluttered in the air, her belly loudly grumbling and groaning as she tried to sink her teeth into Susan’s neck, only for Susan to grab her hair and begin spinning her around and around. “Woah-woah-woah-woah!”

“SUSAN will fill stomach! Not you!” Susan proclaimed loudly as she launched Marceline through the air...only for her to turn into a bat and roll her eyes. “...no fair!” Susan yelled, stomping her feet loudly on the floor in protest as Marceline smirked. “Susan needs food! Needs food in belly right now!”

“How you gonna fight me when I LOOK! LIKE! THIS!” The Vampire Queen proclaimed, now BULGING in size as her arms grew into clawed hands with taloned feet to match as she threw a punch at Susan. Susan held up her fists and punched BACK, the two flying through the air and hitting opposite sides of the gym as Marceline moaned, clutching her even-more-loudly-groaning belly as she cringed. “Ohhhh! I gotta get something in my belly fast!” She whimpered out as she tried to race towards Susan…

Only to be tripped by Toph, slamming headfirst into the gym as powerful beams collapsed onto her, Toph smirking as she smacked her palm. “How you like me now?” She asked as she cringed, feeling stomach pangs hitting her hard. “Dear stomach: I have received your request and admit that dinner can’t come fast enough!”

Before SUPERGIRL calmly landed right above her in midair, and with a single THA-THWACK, knocked her out, making the girl collapse on the floor. She cringed a bit and rubbed over her own thin, gaunt belly as she whimpered. “Ooooohh. I gotta get something in my super-stomach and fast!” She mumbled to herself. Meanwhile, Atomic Betty was trying to fire her laser pistol at Kim Possible, who kept expertly dodging and diving away from her, easily avoiding all her blasts.

“You can’t dodge forever!” She yelled out before suddenly she noticed how HOT the gun was getting. She howled, her gloved hands dropping it as Kim smirked.

“Don’t need to. I’m winning this contest, and fillin’ my belly. You don’t stand a chance!” She said, shooting forward with incredible speed. Her knee slammed into Betty’s chest, knocking her right into the benches as she proudly smiled, then ducked to avoid Numbah 5’s punch. “Ooh! Nice try.”

“You ain’t got s--t on me! Numbah 5’s gonna win this competition, and Numbah 5’s gonna stuff herself with all the food she can get in her belly!” Numbah 5 said as she tried to do her leg sweep, only for Kim to jump up into the air and kick Numbah 5 in the face, knocking her back as she collapsed on the floor, her belly too gaunt and thin and her body too worn to continue fighting as Kim held her own belly.

“Ohhhh. Oh, I’ve GOTTA get something in my stomach…” Kim moaned out quietly, shaking her head back and forth. “I don’t know how much longer I can take this. I feel so weak...I’ve been without food for so long and I need something NOW…”

Meanwhile, Summer was hiding behind a locker as Rainbow Dash and Supergirl clashed with each other. They shot towards each other in midair, their stomachs growling almost as loudly as their mouths did!

GAAALOOORRRKK!

GLLOOORRRPPPP!

“You’re SO not winning!” Rainbow Dash cried out, soaring high into the air of the gym, racing down at Supergirl who blocked her hooved punch with her arms. “I’m getting something in my stomach and I’m getting it now!”

“Sorry, but that isn’t happening.” Supergirl insisted firmly as she shook her head, and her kick launched Rainbow Dash back. “I’M the one who’s going to win this competition and be filling my stomach!” She proclaimed as the two raced towards each other, unaware Susan Strong was using the bars up high to swing towards them. The two women raced at each other…

And then Susan Strong dropped down onto them, flattening them and knocking them out as Susan held her fists up high. “HA! Susan wins! Now I’ll be filling my belly!”

THA-THWOK! A chair to the head knocked her out, Summer panting a bit as she wiped her brow. “Hoo! That was close!” She remarked aloud as she folded her arms over her chest. She cringed a bit as her stomach growled. GLAAUUGGGHH-GLORRRRPP. “Oooogh. That sounds awful.” Summer confessed. “Still, if I play my cards right then I might actually win this thing after-”

Kim knocked her out with a high jump kick, grinning before she saw KORRA facing her down, fist held up, burning fire surrounding her fist. She and Korra were now the only ones left as Kim gulped, seeing Korra standing there, and still ready to fight.

“Ohhh dear.” She moaned out loud as she barely dodged a powerful punch, a fist made of pure fire barely missing her as she ducked through the air, trying to avoid the strike, only for Korra to slam her fists down, and to send a shockwave of earth that knocked Kim off her feet. She let out a cry, being launched through the air...and landed where Jade was, the basketball rim coming down with a KRAKKA-THROOM as Korra held her belly, moaning in agony as she flopped onto her knees.

“Ohhhh. I’ve gotta get something in my stomach!” She moaned out as she rubbed over her gaunt, emaciated and worn belly as she closed her eyes. “I need food and I need it now!” Korra whimpered pitifully. GLURRRGGKKHA-GLOOORRRKKK. “Please stop yelling, stomach.” Korra muttered. “I’ll put something in you soon enough!”

“Congratulations!”

Slowly but surely, all of the girls moaned and groaned, rubbing over their heads or bellies as they looked up, gazing over at the judges as they walked out of the kitchen and towards Korra. “Looks like you’re clearly the last wo-man standing!” The White Martian intoned.

“Indeed, very, VERY impressive.” Hsi Wu complemented, clapping his clawed hands together.

“And you, without a doubt, deserve to win this competition. Without a doubt.” Discord said with a cheery smirk.

“Good, cuz I am friggin’ starving and I can’t wait another moment!” Korra said, walking towards the tables as Discord snapped his fingers, and suddenly everything faded away, leaving all of them on a large desert island, everyone blinking in surprise as they looked around. “...what the hell!?”

“Buuuut you’re not getting it.” Discord said. “Instead, all of you are going to get a paid vacation...to this island that doesn’t have any food on it!”

“WHAT?!” Korra screamed out, tearing her hair. “But I won the competition! How can you just go back on everything?!” Korra snapped as the other girls began to rise up. “I should get a prize for winning! You can’t just dump us on this island with nothing to eat after we’ve been starving for DAYS!”

“Sure we can!” Discord said as he clapped his hands together and with a twinkling of sparkling magical power, and soft light filled everyone’s vision. The women all cringed, covering their eyes, gritting their teeths as the blinding light filled the air, and then…

With a crack like thunder, all of the judges vanished, leaving everybody alone on the island as a soft wind blew, Korra’s mouth hanging open as she looked about at everyone else.

“...they just...left us here.” Korra muttered.

“...they...just...ABANDONED us?!” Jade yelled as she rose up from the sandy ground, Toph smacking her lips.

“Ugh. Sand in my mouth again.”

“After everything we did, they’re just dumping us here with absolutely fucking nothing?!?” Hayley screamed out, growling darkly.

“That...that…” Wuya began to snarl.

“I can’t believe they did this!” Kimiko yelled out.

“Those sick ASSHOLES!” Numbah 5 growled, punching the ground below her over and over. “Those sick, sick, assholes!”

And all at once, all their cries rang out through the salty sea air.

“WE’RE GONNA GET THOSE SONS OF BITCHES!”