Chapter 1

Videl sighed, trudging into the kitchen of the Satan mansion, her stomach growling after a long session of training. 'I need to eat something before my stomach eats itself!' She mentally whined, opening the fridge. Inside, there was a multitude of different items, healthy and unhealthy. Grabbing an energy drink, she gulped the familiar liquid down, the sour, tangy taste of the lemon-lime flavoring covering her tongue and sliding down her throat. After a few gulps, she made a turkey sandwich, comprised of turkey, lettuce, tomatoes, cheese, pickles, and mustart. She was about to put the remaining food back, before, against her better judgement, she made herself an extra sandwich, something she'd never done before. She also finished off the energy drink she had opened, before grabbing a can of Satan Cola [Heh, Hercule has his own brand so I don't face copyright claims, I'm so smart!]. 'I'm a bit hungry, and I never drink soda, I can treat myself every once and a while,' The teen thought to herself as she sat down at the table, taking a big bite of her first sandwich, halfway through her soda, and finishing her first sandwich, she felt a bit full, but since she got the food, she decided not to let it go to waste. Slightly enjoying the euphoric feeling she got from being bloated, she finished the soda and the sandwich, a slight bulge to her flat belly due to ehr small stomach receiving practically twice as much food as she'd normally eat. Lifting her shirt, she noticed the bulge, rubbing it. The rubbing sent a chilling sensation through her, due to having had a cold can in her hand, but it mingled with the euphoric feeling previously mentioned, making her gasp from the feeling. Slowly standing, she tossed the empty can in the trash, the plate making its way to the sink, before Videl went upstairs, walking to her room, where she had a personal shower.

"Wow, I kinda look pregnant," Videl mused aloud, standing naked in her bathroom, her perky c-cup breasts sat on the very small bulge of her belly, hanging over it like two boulders on a cliff, but still giving her a pregnant look. Her large-ish [Emphasis on the "ish", but expect that to change!] butt and plump thigs giving her an overall cute look, her hair clasps falling to the ground, and allowing her jet black hair to flow freely. Entering the shower, she put on the water, goosebumps covering her body for the few short seconds where the water remained cold, before she sighed, moaning slightly as the warm water hit her body. She washed herself, spending a bit of extra time on her bump of a belly, before exiting the shower, toweling off and getting into a pair of white jogging pants, yellow boots, a long-sleeved, orange-gold shirt, and a blue, loose sleeveless gi top with 'FIGHT' in big red letters across the chest. She frowned slightly when she noticed her belly wasn't noticeable under the top, but shook her head, wondering what that thoought meant. It didn't matter, she had to get to school, and the extra time she spent thinking was going to make her late to school, even though she woke up two hours earlier than most kids.

***DBZ - Videl's PoV***

I ran through the halls of the school, trying to get to class. "Shit, why did I have to spend so much time thinking about my belly!" I cringed a little as some gas built up in my behind from the soda and the sloshing of it in my stomach, a slight blush forming as a fart escaped from my rump. 'I cannot let that happen in class!' I scolded myself, skidding to a halt as I saw the right classroom. Rushing in, I saw that the teacher wad mid-sentence, before turning to me.

"Ah, yes, Videl Satan, how nice of you to join us. Care to explain why you're late?" My teacher, Mr. Akira, crossed his arms across his chest. It was obvious my usual excuses wouldn't work, as one glance at the clock, which said it was 20 minutes into class, would mean I couldn't say I had to go back to my locker for a pencil.

"I... ah-um..." I couldn't believe myself! I was stuttering like someone with a speech impediment! [No offense to anyone with a speech impediment!] "I... slept too late?"

Mr. Akira's arms slowly uncrossed, and I sighed in relief, though he gave me a suspicious stare as he replied, "Right... just- get to your seat so I can continue my lesson,"

I nodded, rushing to my seat, next to my best friend, Eresa, and in front of the most annoying person ever, Sharpener.

"So, what really caused ya' to be late?" Eresa asked me, wearing a green-striped tank top that pushed her d-cup breasts up. She always claimed that she got her breasts from drinking milk, but I never can believe her. On the other side of Eresa was Son Gohan, the most suspicious kid in the school. The day he came in, and the first time the Gold Fighter showed up, they were both wearing the same outfit! I glared at him, smirking a little when he shrunk in his seat slightly, before returning to Eresa.

"I'm serious, I slept in a little too much!" I hoped she would buy it, because if she didnt, I'd have a serious problem.

"I believe you, babe," Sharpener smirked, obviously trying to hit on me, as per usual. Turning around, I sent a glare at him that I'm almost 100% sure made him piss himself.

"Sure, sure. Don't tell me, I'll find out eventually..." My busty friend roller her eyes, before returning to her notebook, which had a page covered in doodles on it.

I began to doze off, and right when I thought I was going to pass out from boredom, the bell rang, waking me up. I walked with my two friends, noting their suspicious looks as I got an extra burger at lunch, but pretended not to notice, wondering if my stomach had already un-bloated. [Because un-bloated is so a word] I ate the food, along with the extra, with a bit more ease than before, having to stifle a burp, much to Eresa's surprise.

"Vi, that's like, the first time I've ever heard you burp! First you come to class late, then you're eating more than usual, did you..." Her eyes widen as she whispers loudly "Get pregnant?! People eat more whne they're preggo and thgey spend a bit of their morning vomiting!" I facepalmed at her conclusion, but I had to give her props, it was a sound point, and she had proof that would back it up, just misguided facts, though.

"No, it's not that, I just worked out a bit more today-" The conversation was cut short as my police watch beeped, the chief of police showing up on the small screen. "Videl, we need you! There's a group of crooks robbing the bank, armed with rifles! They shot up the police cars, two men are down!"

I sighed, replying "On my way, chief!" I gulped down the remains of the milk in the now-empty container, rushing to the roof, where I de-capsulized my jet-copter, flying to the bank. In mid-air, above the bank, I capsulized my jet-copter, landing on the roof, and jumping down, knocking two crooks out, along with accidentally letting a fart escape, something that's becoming frustratingly common.

"Hey, shoot the girl!" One of the robbers shouted, but I knocked out a few more of the crooks before they could, growling as I noticed a golden streak, the Gold Fighter, in a black gi with a white undershirt, appearing and finishing off the crooks.

"Thanks," I grumbled, before flying off in the jet-copter, lifting my shirt and noticing my stomach was almost fully flat, most of the food from earlier digested. I landed at school, the rest of the day going by slowly.

***DBZ - Narrator's PoV***

Videl sat at the table, the family cook having made spaghetti. Taking a portion almost twice as large as usual, she also 'treated herself' to another soda, to her father's surprise.

"Sweet-pea, what's with the sudden appetite increase?" Her father, Hercule Satan, asked curiously. Even his dinner just barely matched his daughter's plate full of food.

"I no in, I ust en h gr r," Videl said with food in her mouth, too busy trying to get bloated for the euphoria to remember table manners. [She said "It's nothing, I'm just hungrier,"]

Her father bought the excuse, finishing his food then heading off to bed, whereas Videl helped herself to another platefull of food, causing the euphoria to turn to pain, her belly a bit red from the overstuffing of it. Heading off to bed, she stripped down to her white bra and panties, the bloated object known as her stomach causing her to really look pregnant this time. Rubbing it, she moaned again, tingles going through her as she got into bed, not thinking about the effects that might appear from her overeating.

A/N: So, what did you think, leave a review and tell me if there's something I should change. I'm keeping the rating on T for now, as I think it's okay to do that (maybe not later on). Should I make Videl's gain slow, or should it be something fast. I wanna make my readers happy, but please keep your ideas in reason. Sorry if this Author's Note is gettin' too winded, I'm new to the FF community!