STILLWATER, MINNESOTA

The sound of an crowd counting down, Suddenly we are at a Hotdog Eating Contest and two contestants, one large man and one thin man, on stage are still chowing through their hotdogs.

15, 14, 13, 12...11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5..."

"No chipmunking allowed! Swallow or you're disqualified!"

"...2, 1.."

Buzzer, whistle blows. The crowd cheers and the Referee counts the hotdogs still left and then announces the winner by holding up the large man's hand.

"Looks like we got a winner!" He Says

"Yeah!"

"He cheated!"

"Hey, back off, Skeletor. I won fair and square."

"Like hell you did, Jabba! I saw you slip a hot dog in your pocket!"

"Well, I hate to break it to you, pal, but that's no hot dog."

The Large man at the thin man, and then he is handed his trophy and winner's check for $1,000 and The Thin Man storms off the stage.

Later the Large man gets into his car with his trophy. He laughs in victory and then pulls the extra hotdog out of his pants. He takes a large bite still laughing in triumph. He hears a sound and looks around. Seeing nothing he goes back to eating.

A dark figure sits up behind him on the back seat and the Large Man is jerked back and starts to choke. His face starts to shrink and then his chest and belly. All of his extra pounds look to be sucked away and he dies in the seat. The scene ends with an outside shot of his bumper with a sticker on it which says "Bacon makes everything better."

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BUNKER KITCHEN

Dean is sitting at his laptop with his head in his right hand staring at the screen and Sam enters.

"Hey." Sam Says

"Hey." Dean Says

"You go to bed last night?" Sam Asks

"What? Uh, no. No, "Rudy" was on. "Unforgiven," and then I was too jacked to sleep, so...research." Dean Says

Sam rummages around the kitchen getting breakfast.

"Gadreel?" Sam Says

"And Metatron and the Mark of Cain and Katherine......Crickets." Dean Says

"Katherine?" Sam Says

"Yeah had a little run in with her the last time, apparently...Elena's not dead." Dean Says As Sam looks at him

"What?" He Scoffs "..No she's dead, Corinna told us." Sam Says

"Apparently when I went to go gank the bitch, she said if did I would have killed Elena." Dean Says

"Dean She's probably lying, all demons lie." Sam Says

"Well see when we capture her but as for now,
I did find us a case, though." Dean Says

"Oh, yeah?" Sam Says

"Yeah, was a strange death in Stillwater, Minnesota. A competitive eater died after a hot dog-eating contest." Dean Says

"So, what? Death by tube steak?" Sam Says

"If only. He got attacked in his car, but, uh, get this -- he shrunk from 300 pounds to 90 pounds." Dean Says

"Witchcraft?" Sam Asks

"Or a heavy-duty laxative. You game?" Dean

"Yeah." Sam Says

"Good. Looks like it's a whore's bath for me. I'll be ready in five." Dean Says

Dean gets up to leave but Sam stops him in the doorway.

"You sure you're okay, Dean?" Sam Asks

"Why wouldn't I be?" Dean Says

"Cause -- I don't know you... This isn't about what I said the other day, is it?" Sam Asks

"Oh, about that we're not supposed to be brothers? No, don't flatter yourself. I don't break that easy." Dean Says

"Oh, good, 'cause I was just being honest." Sam Says

"Oh, yeah. No, I got that loud and clear." Dean Says

POLICE STATION

The Winchesters are in a Police Station dressed as FBI. Sheriff Donna Hanscum comes over with two reports and hands one to Sam.

"Thanks for your patience, agents. Coroner's report finally came in." Donna Says

"All right, thank you. All right, let's see. Did Wayne McNut really weigh 300 pounds just moments before time of death?" Sam Says

"316 to be exact." Donna Says

"And the official cause of death?" Dean Asks

"Cardiac arrest. But between you and me, that's just a guess. The vic suffered massive organ damage."
She turns around and hands the other report to a girl at a desk "Here you go, Jenny. Ruptured spleen, pierced liver, collapsed lung. Looked like everything was just sucked right out of him." Donna pours herself a cup of coffee

"Like he'd been hoovered?" Dean Says

"Yeah. Yeah, you know, I got to be honest, fellas -- hm?" She takes a powdered donut out of a box and offers them one. Dean gladly walks over and grabs one for himself "We're stumped. This type of thing just doesn't happen in Stillwater." Donna Says

Donna takes a big bite of her powdered donut and it covers her mouth and black tie with white powered sugar.

"Now, did Wayne have any enemies?" Sam Asks

"Hmm. More like an unfriendly rivalry." Donna Says

Dean takes a huge bite out of his donut and white powder covers his lips and face.

"A guy named "Slim Jim" Morgan. Like Wayne, he was pretty well-known in the competitive-eatin' circuit." Donna Says

Sam looks up from the report and notices Dean's face. He tries to subtlety motion Dean to wipe his face and he wipes the side of his mouth; taking off exactly none of the powdered sugar. Sam tries to stay focused on Donna.

"Competitive-eating circuit? Is that a big thing out here?" Sam Asks

"Oh, yeah. You betcha. Folks take it real seriously -- train for months. Eat all sorts of wackadoo stuff, you know, like, uh... Baked beans, buff wings, butter." Donna Says

"Butter?" Dean Says

"Yeah. Sometimes deep-fried." Donna Says

Dean takes another huge bite and spreading more powder everywhere "Hm."

"This year alone, Wayne won the Butter Bowl, the Wing Ding, and Shrimptasia. Anyhoo, point being, Wayne McNut was the only one Slim Jim couldn't beat in the whole Great Lakes region." Donna Says

"So is he a suspect?" Dean Asks

"We checked him out, but Slim Jim was in the Hot Doggery at the time of Wayne's death, and we got 15 witnesses to prove it." Donna Says

"Really?" Dean Says

"Yah." Donna Says

Dean and Donna exchange looks and then take simultaneous bites of their donuts and chew contentedly.

SLIM JIM MORGAN HOUSE

Sam and Dean are questioning Slim Jim Morgan in his house. He is eating a gigantic bowl of lettuce.

"Training. When I gear up for a competition, I eat lettuce -- stretches the stomach." Jim Says

"Yet another reason to stay away from salads." Dean Says

"How well did you know Wayne McNut?" Sam Asks

"Well, well enough to know he was a weasel and a cheat. I hate to say it, but, uh, karma's a bitch." Jim Says

Dean looking at a shelf full of spell jars and funny shaped boxes "This is interesting."

"Mala's good-luck charms." Jim Says

"And Mala is...?" Dean Asks

"My old lady." Jim Says

"Is your old lady superstitious?" Dean Says

"Yah. She's Romanichal." Jim Says

"Romanichal?" Dean Says

"Gypsy." Sam Says

"But don't call her that. She says it's reductive. But I think it's a compliment. I mean, gypsies are all the rage on TV --"My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding," "Gypsy Sisters"..."Keeping up with the Kardashians." Jim Says

"Um you mind if I use your bathroom?" Sam Asks

"Yeah, go ahead. But use the one upstairs at the back. Mala's taking a shower in ours." Jim Says

"Right." Sam Says

"Did you really lose the "Wiener Winner" by one dog?" Dean Asks

"Yah." Jim Says

Sam walks into Jim and Mala's room, The shower is running so he takes a look around. Sam notices a hex bag on the nightstand. The show stops and Mala walks out of the bathroom, but Sam is gone and so is the hex bag.

"And what are we talkin'? Six inches? Foot-long?" Dean Asks

"Look, agent. Am I a suspect here or what? 'Cause unless you got a warrant—" Jim Says

"You, uh, ready to go?" Sam Asks

"Yeah. Uh, Mr. Morgan, thank you for your time. If you remember anything else, this is our number and
where we're staying locally." Dean Says Then hands Slim Jim their card and they leave

MOTEL ROOM

Dean picks up the pieces of the hex bag on the table. There is human hair and marbles and other weird things, Sam is using his laptop.

"All right, so, we got what appears to be Wayne McNut's hair and... a bag full of weird." Dean Says

"In Romanichal culture, the pouch is called a putsi bag. It's used for hexes." Sam Says

"Okay, so, what? Mala's putting hexes on hubby's competition? I mean, what do we got ourselves? A "thinner" sitch here?" Dean Says

"Slim Jim might not even know." Sam Says

"Hm." Dean Says

There is a knock on door and the boys exchange looks and Dean gets up and draws his gun. He looks through the peephole and shruggs. He opens the door and it is Mala and she smiles at them.

"Hi." Dean Says

"I believe you have something of mine." Mala Says

Few minutes later, Mala is sitting in the hotel room and Dean hands her a glass of water.

"Kill Wayne? I loved him!" Mala Says

"So...you were..." Sam Says

"Yes. Okay? We were having an affair -- for years, actually." Mala Says

"I don't mean to be rude, uh... But how is it that Wayne McNut is your type? I mean, you're married to a man who's barely a buck -- wet." Dean Says

"What can I say? Sometimes it's nice to feel a little give..." Mala Says

"Oh. Yeah, I get that -- a little extra cushion for the, uh..." Dean Says As Sam shoots him a glare and he stops

"Help me understand something. If you loved Wayne, why did you put a curse on him?" Sam Asks

"It wasn't a curse. Putsi bags are also used for blessings. I wanted Wayne to win. Plan was, take the prize money, get a quickie divorce, and then tie the knot in Orlando. Wayne used to call me his "Princess Jasmine." Mala Says

Dean smiles almost wistfully but quickly hides it when Sam looks over.

GYM

There's a girl working out at a gym late at night. She finished her bike workout and walks over to the scale to weigh herself. She steps on the scale and it reads 180 pounds. She looks very discouraged.

"I gained weight? How is that even possible?" She Says

There is a noise behind her and she steps off the scale and turns around.

"Hello? Anyone there?..Let's try this again." She Says

She steps back on the scale but it still reads 180 pounds. Suddenly she is hit from behind with a dumbbell. She falls onto the scale. We hear a sucking noise as the camera stays on the scale monitor and the poundage starts to drop dramatically to 74 pounds. We see her shrunken body.

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GYM

The next morning Sam and Dean and the police are at the crime scene in the gym, Dean is looking at the body.

"Any idea what the vic weighed beforehand?" Sam Asks

"165." He Says

"So...180. Known fact -- all women lie about their weight and age." Dean Says

"Wait, you told that waitress the other day you were 29." Sam Says

"Mm-hmm." Dean Says

"Need anything else, agents?" He Asks

"Yeah, is Sheriff Hanscum around?" Sam Asks

"Sorry. She's out for the rest of the week. Hell of a time to take a vacation, right?" He Says

"Okay, so, we have two victims, with seemingly nothing in common except, uh --" Sam Says

"A love for eclairs. Check this out." Dean Says

They both bend down to look at the body and Dean pulls up her shirt a little to reveal a large, circular red mark.

"What is that? A birthmark?" Dean Says

"Huh. So the weight had to come off somehow, right? What if it's a suction mark?" Sam Says

"A suction mark? Okay. Uh, changeling?" Dean Says

"Yeah, but changelings only take over kids. Neither of the vics had any." Sam Says

"And we don't know if Wayne McNut had a suction mark." Dean Says

"Unless we missed it." Sam Says

Dean looks over and notices a hot girl walking in and talking to an officer.

"Yeah. Well, we should, uh, split up. One of us should hit the morgue. The other should stay here and question the staff." Dean Says As Sam notices what he's is staring at

"I'll stay." Sam Says

"Ain't gonna happen." Dean Says

"Why?" Sam Says

"Because you're weird around girls." Dean Says

"What does that mean, weird?" Sam Asks

"You're awkward. You know, weird -- Sam Weird. Sorry, man. I'm just... being honest." Dean Says
then walks away and Sam sighs

Later Dean is talking to the hot blonde gym girl.

"So, you were scheduled to close the gym last night?" Dean Asks

"Yeah, but I didn't exactly lock up. Carol was still working out, and..I had a date. I didn't want to shortchange her, you know? I mean, the poor girl has been working so hard to lose weight for her wedding. I slipped her the key, and I told her to lock up on her way out." She Says

She starts to cry. When she leans over the counter to grab a tissue her shirt rides up and Dean notices the same red suction mark on her back.

"Oh, it's all my fault." She Says

MOTEL ROOM

Back at the motel, Dean is sitting on the bed with his back to the headboard and the laptop on his lap and Sam enters.

"Hey." Sam Says

"Find anything at the morgue?" Dean Asks

"Yeah. Uh, so, Wayne was banged up pretty bad. But on the back of his neck, just below his hairline... suction mark -- identical to Carol's." Sam Says

"Okay, so, they both had marks, just like the hot trainer at Rollz." Dean Says

"But she was skinny...and alive." Sam Says

"And just recently lost a ton of weight. When I asked her about the mark, she, uh -- she clammed up, got all embarrassed. So, uh, I did some checking. And it turns out that she took a couple of "me" days last month and went here." Dean Says

He turns to laptop around so Sam can see a website advertising a day spa called Canyon Valley.

"Canyon Valley?" Sam Says

"Hm. Yeah." Dean Says

Dean pushes play on a promo video. Mid-tempo music plays and a voiceover with a female Peruvian accent "When you look in the mirror, do you recognize the fat person staring back at you? Have you tried every fad diet, every fitness trend out there, but nothing seems to work? Here at Canyon Valley, we guarantee weight loss with no surgery.. No extreme dieting...and no intensive workout regimen. Guaranteed results in one week! You Can reach your weight-loss goals. We did. But only if you reach for the phone and call Canyon Valley...Now."

"How far away is that place?" Sam Asks

"Couple of hours." Dean Says

CANYON VALLEY

The Impala is seen driving up into the Canyon Valley Spa. Then Sam and Dean are being interviewed by the two people from the promo video. A tall man, Larry, and his wife Maritza.

"We were really, really moved by the online testimonials." Sam Says

"Oh, yeah. That was some powerful stuff." Dean Says

"And you boys are both certified personal trainers?" Larry Asks

"Yeah. Yeah, personal training brothers. Kind of like Hans and Franz, but, uh, less German." Dean Says

"And you're certified in..." Larry Says

"Makin' people sweat! Yeah. Kickin' ass and takin' names!" He slams his hand on the table "That's how we do!" Dean Says

"Uh...Uh, to clarify, uh, what my brother's trying to say is, we both have a passion for fitness and helping people." Sam Says

"Oh, us too. In fact, that's how we first met." Martiza Says

"I was Maritza's first client back in Peru. I was on a student visa -- homesick, stressed, eating my troubles away." Larry Says

"Oh, he was the size of a casa." Maritza Says

"Oh, it's true! I was one empanada away from a heart attack. But then this... gorgeous godsend made me the lean, mean, fighting machine I am today." Larry Says Then does some crazy with some kungfu fighting techniques

"Ho! Oh..." Dean Says

"But I digress. Now, the good news is, we are hiring. The bad news is, there's only one trainer position available. How do you feel about working in another department?" Larry Says

"Huh?" Dean Says