Giygas- Porky Got Big

Bowing so deeply that his hands and head practically hit the floor, Super Starman began to fade and distort like an image on a television that had lost its signal. At last he vanished, leaving behind the terrible scent of burning ozone. After he was gone, only that mountainous mound of flesh remained.
	At a glance, he no longer looked anything like a human being. He had become so overweight that his flesh spilled out in countless flabby folds, and he looked like a pile of uncooked biscuits. With a body like this, of course he could not find clothes that fit him anymore, so he had wrapped two bath towels with Miffy Bunny patterns on them around his waist as a sorry excuse for coverings.
	Being as inhumanly obese as he was now, it was a wonder that he bothered feeling uncomfortable about being naked at all. But if he'd had an average person's level of shame, he probably would have been embarrassed about his body in any case–covered or not. It was unsightly, and it was ghastly. On top of that, rather than being intimidating or scary, his figure was downright laughable.
	That's right...this was the present state of Pokey Minch.
	 “Master Giygas, huh?” With a wry smile and a grunt of exertion, Pokey braced his arms, which looked like stacks of doughnuts, against the floor, and somehow he managed to get to his feet.
	Right behind where he had been sitting, that eerie golden statue was on display.
	“That's what everyone's been calling me,” he went on. “...Oh well. If they want to call me that, they can. Maybe in their dimension, 'Giygas' means leader, or boss, or ruler, or president, or god, or something.”

- MOTHER 2: Giygas Strikes Back, chapter 8