Space had been at peace for years now, so the Galaxy Squad decided to take a break until something big threatens the cosmos again. Solomon Blaze in specific started a new team in Astor City, he was still just as fat as in the last oneshot with a belly everyone couldn't help but stare at. Solomon was still in contact with the rest of his team obviously but didn't have much time for a reunion with earth villains on the rise, especially the mysterious Antimatter.

"I know things have been rough here since we lost Morgan, but I have the strangest feeling that he's still out there somewhere." Solomon thought. "Well I should get started on the mission briefing.

His old Galaxy Squad uniform soon got too small even with the adjustments, so as it was being readjusted he was wearing a large black suit that barely stretched over his belly. "I still don't see why the tailor suggested a mawashi, it's not like I do sumo wrestling in my spare time." Solomon chuckled, only to get stuck in a doorway. "Aw great, um, a little help?"

Curtis Bolt arrived immediately, squeezing him through (although not without blushing at touching his boss' butt). I don't get how it's a breeze for you to gain weight but next to impossible for ya to lose it."

"Must be that weird cream I had years back on the Insectoid home planet, I'm just relieved you boys won't end up at my size." Solomon remarked. "Now, I know the typical villains threatening the city have been quiet lately, but we should still keep a close eye on them."

The rest of the agents entered soon after, each taking a seat at a large table. "You think we'll ever find out just who that AntiMatter guy is? He gives me the creeps just thinking about him." Jack Fury asked.

"Hopefully soon, we at least managed to bring Toxikita and Invizable over to the side of good." Prof. Christina Hydron answered. "They've both reportedly moved to some other realm, their powers were apparently hereditary."

"Like elements? Huh, but anyways there's still the issue of AntiMatter. I want his head for everything he did!" Max Burns hissed. "First he killed Morgan, then he corrupted so many people that just wanted to make the city a better place."

"Max, please calm down." Steve Zeal was quick to place a hand on Max's shoulder. "Morgan might have vanished but that doesn't mean he's dead. If there's a chance he's still out there we're taking it."

Max sighed. "Fine.. But I just have this strange feeling that his disappearance is connected to AntiMatter suddenly showing up."

Trey Swift then spoke up. "I say we just go right to his hideout and confront him."

Meanwhile, far out of the city was none other than the very villain the agents were talking about, alongside his right hand man, SharX. "Some anonymous donor sent me this serum, said it would increase my size and strength." AntiMatter explained.

"Uh boss, you sure this isn't some kind of trap set by the Ultra Agents? I know it isn't their style to attack first but you never know." SharX asked.

"Oh please, those idiots would never actually deal with evil at the source." The purple clad villain didn't waste any more time, he uncorked the vial and slurped it all down without a second thought. "Urrp, I don't feel any different, do I lo-"

But before AntiMatter could finish his sentence, his belly burst right out from under his cloak. "Wha-what was in that stuff?!" He snapped, clearly unamused by suddenly gaining a hundred pounds a second.

SharX just took a step back as his boss continued to bloat, soon his legs became as thick and stocky as tree trunks to support his massive weight. A loud tear was heard from the back as AntiMatter's pants gave out, showing off his massive butt. "Hey! Don't stare at it!"

"Eep! Sorry boss, but.. ooh, it's just so big and luscious." AntiMatter was lucky his face was covered up by a full mask, otherwise everyone would see how flustered he had become from his sudden weight gain. "Just how much bigger are you gonna get?"

SharX got his answer as AntiMatter's belly squished up against his face. His moobs were large and jiggled as his belly continued to swell, breaking right out of his usually baggy cloak. "Oh man, that is just cruel, even for me."

Things were about to get from bad to worse, the agents arrived, each with a vial of the serum. "Oh Solomon, I see you're still as fat as ever." AntiMatter tried to play it cool, but it was obvious he wasn't one to talk.

"Ha! Taking you down should be a breeze, wait. How are we gonna carry him back to our base?" Max asked. "Wait, this serum ought to do it."

Why yes, it was the exact same formula that fattened up the villain. But no one said a word as the agents all chugged it down, only for them to swell up immediately afterwards. Trey and Steve's thighs and butts swelled first while Jack, Curtis and Max had bellies that could rival their boss'. Flab rolls squished together as the team bloated, they could have sworn they felt something or someone squeeze and fondle their behinds. "Oh great, they should have warned us about the fattening side effects!" Max snapped.

AntiMatter would have gloated about the predicament they were in if he wasn't stuck in the center of a blobby team. Solomon actually looked thin compared to how massive his team had become, so he was tasked with rolling them back. "This should get me to shed at least a couple pounds." He joked as he squeezed himself into a forklift to lift the rest of the Ultra Agents and his worst foe out of there. "This is gonna take a while."

It was a long trip all the way back to headquarters or at least it felt that way, now Solomon was thinking maybe he should have picked the mawashi as his new outfit. "Might as well rename ourselves the Ultra Sumo Agents, nah, it will never catch on. Besides, Cristina could probably cook up an antidote sooner or later." The bloated leader thought as he rolled AntiMatter. "I know it's you, Morgan. I didn't have the heart to tell the others."

The former agent growled. "Well I sapped all the evil from the city alright, and absorbed it all myself!" He growled. "Whatcha gonna do about it?"

Solomon just smirked, belly bumping the villain into his old testing room. "Well then, sucking the evil back out should do it."

The other blobby agents looked on as AntiMatter was zapped by a golden staff, now resembling a much more familiar face. Their eyes widened (though it was hard to tell from their flabby cheeks taking up most of their faces). "Morgan? He was AntiMatter? Guess I should have put two and two together when we first saw him in Morgan's old lab."

"Yeah Max, but at least he's back now." Steve assured him. "Uh, could you build us a staff that could suck the fat out of us next?"

Morgan and Solomon just stared at him, then they laughed their heads off. "With my luck it would end up transferring all the fat in the city to us, and then we'll become classified as flab mountains." The former joked. "Speaking of fat, I could go for some burgers."

Shrugging whatever was left of their shoulders, the sumo sized agents waddled to the cafeteria for a well earned snack. Later that night, Morgan had the weirdest dream.

He and Solomon were alone in some sort of candy filled fields. "Hey, I remember having this dream years ago, back when I first fattened up." The latter realized. "There was this purple being with a spatula and-"

"Oh I'm so glad you remember me, Solomon." A voice giggled. He and Morgan squeaked as their asses were slapped by a spatula. "And I see you enjoyed my serum?"

"Wh-who are you?!" Morgan demanded.

But the being just giggled some more. "Happy Sumotember, boys." Was all she said before vanishing.