This is basically a story I found off somewhere else, and this is basically not the kind of story you would find on this site, but definitely on other websites, so if this isn't your cup of tea, leave. This is pretty much my own version of the story the guy made, and I have permission to do this. Also, I would like to give credit to Robot001 for the cover picture, now enjoy the hellhole my though process came up with.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, Dragon Ball Z and the other stories belong to Toei Animation, Toyotarou and Akira Toriyama.

Chapter 1: Majin Chocolate

"No matter how much you hate it, you still have a soul in there, Vegeta."

He didn't.

Vegeta didn't and he kept convincing himself it would always stay that way.

He hated how it came to this.

From the very moment he met that damned Kakarot, he never knew his life would have hit so much of a turning point. He was battered and bruised to an extent of which he hadn't felt in years all that time ago.

He had always had to rely on the low-class, and it infuriated him as the Prince of the Saiyan race.

Over, and over, time after time he had to watch others best and surpass him, whether it be his own half-breed kin, Kakarot's own children, a Namekian, a mere Earthling of all things, it was as if the universe was playing a cruel joke on him.

Then he sold his soul of all things, just to get power.

Now look at him, the man who was supposed to the pinnacle of the Saiyan race, had offered something just for power, and needless attachments, and now he there was a chance there would be an apocalypse, and it would all be his fault.

He had done it this time.

And he was going to make up for it.

"Alright," smirked Vegeta. "I'll defeat you later, you're so distracted by that Majin Buu at the moment, beating you now just seems unfair."

"Now you're talkin'," Goku sighed in relief, pleased he was able to get through his eternal rival's stubborn head.

Vegeta began to stroll towards Goku. "Hand over one of those Senzu Beans, would you? I mean we both burned through a lot of our energy just now."

"Sure," Goku kindly obliged reaching towards the side of his gi, not noticed Vegeta's smirk beginning to waver as it formed into a frown. "If we fight as one, I'm sure we can take out Majin Buu."

As he pulled the bag out, Vegeta stood behind him, his fists together, an unreadable gleam in his turquoise eyes. Now it was his turn to play the hero.

He brought them forward, expecting Goku to have his guard lowered and fall out of commission, but Goku somehow retaliated at the same time, as the moment his fists were about to land on the back of Goku's neck, the deceased Saiyan's right arm was lunged deep in the Prince's stomach, as he coughed up blood, more spilling on the sandy plains and dirt.

Goku didn't want to have to do that, but he was left with little choice.

After all that, the living pure-blooded, royal Saiyan, laid on the wasteland, battered, bruised, and out cold.

Looks like everything went well, more so than he originally planned.

After all this time, Majin Buu was finally brought into the mortal realm, ready to wreak havoc upon the universe, and that half-Saiyan and Supreme Kai were far too late and too weak to stop him.

The only problem was Buu often acted like a child, a completely mindless one and he was mostly deaf to Babidi's orders, more interested in eating than anything.

But there were some times where he was obedient and destroyed some cities on the planet.

"Well done," congratulated Babidi, looking at the city in ruins, covered in smoke and fire as civilians everywhere attempted to escape. "You've really outdone yourself this time."

The genie then looked towards him with a frown, confusing the wizard. He hadn't done anything or said anything to displease him, so he assumed Buu wasn't in the best mood. "What's wrong?"

He then smiled like a child. "Can Buu have candy now?"

Babidi smacked his forehead and groaned. "Why?! You just-"

He then paused, a devious thought crossing his train of thought, remembering the fate of his former servant, Dabura, the King of the Demon Realm.

"Actually... now that I think about it... you can turn anything into sweets, correct?"

Buu innocently replied, nodding his head, not understand what was dark behind his master's words.

"Mhm," the genie nodded frantically, desperately wanting to eat, as Babidi darkly chuckled. "Very well then, you may indulge yourself using the populace."

Buu laughed giddily, aiming his tentacle at the people of the city as the screamed hysterically, due to being lifted off the ground because of an unknown force, as if gravity didn't even exist.

Now... Buu wondered what he should have. Chocolate? Ice cream? There were so many things to choose from.

He got the perfect idea. Oh, boy he was so smart, just like his friend Badidi told him.

He aimed his tentacle towards the swarm of people as a giant pink ball enveloped them all, their screams fading away, as the smoke began to fade away.

Buu opened his mouth wide, and sucked in hundreds of bubblegum pieces in many different colors, all at the same time.

His mouth looked like it had over twenty cheeks, as he chomped on them and wolfed them down at once, patting his pink belly in satisfaction.

Then, he and Badidi took off as the looked for another city and after a short minute of flying, their eyes laid upon one, more densely populated than the previous one.

Below them was West City, the home of the world renowned, famous Capsule Corporation, and the home of one of the that pesky Saiyan's friends, Bulma.

Babidi couldn't wait to watch them see Buu's terror firsthand.

"Alright Buu, here's your next batch of candy right here," he said, pointing down at the city.

"Ahh... what Buu want for eat?"

"If your so hungry, the only thing you'll have today is a knuckle sandwich."

Buu and Babidi looked up to see a man with palm tree hair and halo staring them with a fierce look in the eyes.

This was Son Goku, the Saiyan born on Planet Vegeta, and raised on Planet Earth, and the savior of said latter planet, and was going to be it's hero again as he was determined to make sure Buu was stopped at all costs. He had sensed the multiple energies fade away in a city and immediately suspected it was Buu's doing. And he was responsible for the death of his son, something he wouldn't allow to go unpunished.

"Hey, where you come from?" Buu questioned.

"It's not important, but if you want, I can play a little game with you," he offered. The only reason he met up with Buu was to buy some time. He had brought Vegeta to the Lookout immediately after he knocked him out, and made sure he stopped Buu without any interruptions.

Hopefully he would have enough time to beat him.

"COME ON, WILL YOU QUIT BEING SO STUBBORN? We need to go now, or else Kami forbid, we're going to die!" the outraged Bulma yelled at her two disturbingly calm parents. They seemed to be calm at almost every situation that fate brought upon them.

That didn't matter, the point was she wanted to get them out of the house in case Buu were to ever arrive, and she needed the Dragon Radar to find the Dragon Balls for later to resurrect all who perished at the hands of Babidi, his men and the childlike, yet powerful genie.

"We'd love to, dear, but we can't just leave our pets behind, who's going to stay over and watch them while we're away?" said Bulma's mom. "Besides, if we die, you can always just bring us back with those Dragon Ball things, it's no biggie."

The blue-haired beauty hissed and growled at her mother's nonchalant attitude, and was almost about to give her a piece of her mind when the ground began to shake, causing Bulma and her parents to fall down on their behinds.

"No way! Is Goku behind this?" Bulma exclaimed, trying to get up when Trunks burst through the door from the lawn outside the house in his Super Saiyan form, pulling his mom out of the room. "Come on, Mom! We need to go, Goku's gonna beat Buu, don't worry!"

That seemed to get Bulma's hopes up as she and Trunks left the building and entered their giant outdoor lawn, but she and her son had to stop in their tracks as a figure with long glowing golden hair crashed and created a small crater. "Goku!"

"Bulma! Trunks! What are you doing?! You need to go now!" Goku demanded, his Super Saiyan 3 transformation giving him a deeper voice, nonexistent eyebrows and black pupils in his turquoise eyes.

"Yay, Buu hurt you good!" Buu shouted, floating high above the group with Babidi monitoring behind, as a pink beam was fired from his tentacle and shot towards Goku. "Now, Buu hungry! Turn to chocolate!"

"I don't think so!" retorted Goku. He remembered the Supreme Kai telling him that this attack allowed Buu to change people into whatever he wanted. It was used before to turn the demon king, Dabura, into a cookie which Buu gobbled up greedily. With a swipe from his hand, encasing it with energy to shield to block it's effects, he managed to send the beam back, hitting it's source of origin instead.

"BUUU?!" he went, hit by his own beam, and as quickly as he spoke, a cloud of smoke enveloped him as out from it fell a piece of chocolate that looked exactly like him.

The chocolate actually broke in half when it smashed onto the flat grass right in front of the pair of Bulma and Trunks, who were each flabbergasted.

"Wait... is that..." Trunks began, pointing at the pieces of chocolate.

"Yeah, that's Majin Buu," Goku answered. "Looks like he got a taste of his own medicine."

Then, both Bulma and Trunks picked up a piece and wanted to eat it, each for different reasons. Trunks because he was actually a bit hungry and because this was the monster that killed Gohan and wanted to rid of it. Bulma because she could stop this madness and prevent him from getting a chance to hurt her, her family and friends.

So, the duo of mother and son simply grinned at each other, before popping the chocolate into their mouths, and chewed the delectable up before swallowing.

"Y-Y-Y-Y... YOU AAAATTEE HIIIIMM?!" Babidi shrieked, seeing his beloved monster eating up by two weaklings.

Goku was silent for a moment, actually surprised at what his best friend and her son did, but he nonchalantly shrugged and turned to Babidi. "So much for that, so... what do we do with you?"

The wizard's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he yelled.

"YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!" With a wave of his hand, he was encased within a green energy ball before he disappeared completely to who knows where.

It seemed Majin Buu's reign of terror was if nothing else, short lived.

"And you're absolutely positive?"

"Well, yeah, me and my mom ate it, how can he come back from that?"

After regaining consciousness, the Supreme Kai, who was a divine entity who's job was to watch over the universe and make sure there weren't any major threats to it, was quite shocked to hear about Buu's mishap, his downfall being due to a fluke of his own powers. Who would have thought.

"Well, in that case, do any of you feel any different?" the deity questioned Bulma.

"Nope!" she swiftly replied. "Other than that, fit as a fiddle!"

"So, it doesn't bother you one bit that you actually ate a living thing, no matter what he was, who accidentally turned himself into a piece of candy?" Goku's wife, Chi-Chi wondered in concern.

Bulma frowned a little, thinking it over before deciding it wasn't big. "Nope, not one bit. He was way too close to me and my baby for comfort, so I had to take a chance."

"I'm not a baby, mom!" frowned Trunks.

"Haha! Baby Trunks!" laughed Goten, Trunks's best friend, and Goku's second son, who immediately received a punch on his forehead from his mother, angry at him for disrespecting Trunks.

"So, where's the candy?"

"We told you, we already ate it, and guess what? There were only two pieces, so you can't get any," teased Trunks, as Goten pouted. He would have loved to know what a chocolate Buu tasted like, but sadly that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

"It seems this Buu was way too careless for his own good," said Vegeta, still having an 'M' on his forehead, but he was obviously no longer under Babidi's control. He didn't want to have to live with that mark for the rest of his life, but there wasn't any way to really remove it as far as he knew. Of course, he was angry that Goku had hidden the Super Saiyan 3 form from him in their fight, but he was also addled by the idea of his human wife being the one who killed a monster not even a Super Saiyan could. He just didn't know what to say or think at this time.

Goku, now in his base form, only sighed. He still had to deal with the casualty that was his oldest son. "Well, I didn't expel as much energy as I thought I would. My time has been shortened, but I think I can use this time to find Gohan's body…"

"Goku…" went Chi-Chi, close to bursting in tears; the last they knew of their older son, he had been blasted away by Majin Buu. They haven't found his body yet, but since Goku couldn't feel his energy anymore, they feared the worst.

At the same time, they kept hoping for the best.

A few days had gone by and it turned out Gohan was still alive and was taken to the Supreme Kai's planet, the Sacred World of the Kais for special training should the need arise.

Piccolo was still on the lookout for Badidi since it was possible he could do anything with his magic.

And there was some good news. From much prompting via his youngest son's emotions, Goku had agreed to come back to life after after they were positive the conflict with Buu was over in case they needed the Dragon Balls, but Goku had died twice so the Earth ones couldn't bring him back, but there was another set that could.

For now, everyone was at peace, or at least they hoped.

Right now, Trunks was trying to put his gi on, ready for training on his own, but it seemed it was more difficult than usual. In fact, it was never difficult for him to do.

"Come on!" exclaimed Trunks, trying to pull his pants up, but it seemed like his bigger waist and belly wouldn't allow it.

He was so confused as to where any of this pudge even came from. He was always training in the Gravity Chamber with his father if not every day, at least every week.

Something was definitely wrong here. So he went to the scale in his room and stepped on it, waiting for the results and was shocked at the final number.

98lbs.

He was actually a bit scared, wondering how this happened so rapidly.

"But... but how... I gotta show this to Mom!" He quickly took off to where he found his mother's energy signature. It seemed he was by herself with the bathroom door opened, and he was surprised to see her, a little bit pudgy as well, now weighing 240lbs, as mother and son stared at each other awkwardly.

There was no denying it, the both of them were fat, Trunks with slightly puffy arms and a big belly that forced his height up, while Bulma's stomach looked like she was pregnant with a baby that would be bigger than Trunks was now, and her underwear could barely hold the fleshy balls of dough squashed together that was her butt. Bulma's descent sized bust had grown into two large spheres of jello that squashed within the cups of her bra. Not that she didn't like having gone up two sizes or three in her chest, it was just she would have preferred just getting that and maybe not so much butt. Bulma looked down to see her thighs had gotten soft and fleshy and would be touching in no time soon whenever she walked. She leaned forward in the mirror to see her cheeks had gotten puffier and her chin was growing a second one. She also looked about ten years younger, adding on to her beauty.

"What's happening to us?" the mother whimpered.

"I really don't know..." the son could only reply, rubbing his belly. He didn't know what else to say in this situation, but he had a theory for this. They both ate the chocolate Buu, and they were the only ones getting fat, but that was all he had to go on.

"Come on, honey. I think we're both in need of a nice, warm bath," sighed Bulma, her clothes off as she sat in the semi-full and large bathtub that cold hold three people her size.

Trunks was a bit embarrassed, not wanting to do this, he was independent enough to shower by himself and put shampoo and soap on him by himself, but he knew better than to piss off his mother. Obviously, Bulma looked away when Trunks was taking his clothes off, and he was relieved to do so since he wouldn't feel any tightness.

He plopped himself in the bathtub next to his mother as a fatty arm went over his shoulder, relaxing for a moment before properly showering, putting soap and shampoo on before rinsing, and deciding to relax in the warm water before leaving.

Then, each of their stomachs growled.

"Oh shut up… you're big enough as it is," frowned Bulma, her stomach rumbling.

They growled again, much to their sorrow. Were they not fat enough that needed more food to fill themselves up?

"It's not like I can just make food appear with a wave of a finger," Bulma sighed as she waved around a finger, and to her and Trunks' shock, a pink beam fired from it and hit a bar of soap, as it quickly morphed into a small piece of cake.

"What the?!" exclaimed the chubby duo, rubbing their eyes to make sure they weren't seeing things. Bulma was never able to do that as far as the two knew.

Weary, Bulma slowly picked the slice of cake off the rack near the bathtub, and allowed Trunks to have a bite, who much obliged as she then ate the whole rest down. The cake was actually really good.

"Alright, let me try!" requested Trunks as he picked up one of the hairbrushes and pointed a finger towards. "Now turn to chocolate!"

Nothing happened. He frowned annoyingly. "Hello? I said, turn to chocolate."

Again, nothing happened, and Trunks was beginning to get incredibly angry as he yelled, focusing as hard as he could. "TURN TO CHOCOLATE!"

Finally after all that, a pink beam fired at the hairbrush as it morphed into a chocolate bar, big enough for Trunks to break and half and share the other with his mother, as they took their time chomping them down. It seems like they needed to focus before they hit something or it wouldn't change.

"So what do we do about the clothes, since they won't really fit us?" Trunks wondered, putting his hands behind his head as he floated above the water, his big belly sticking out for Bulma to gently rub.

"Well," she begun to propose, pointing at their ill fitting clothes. "I have a little theory, so let's see if it works."

A pink beam once again fired from her fingertips at her clothes, as they became bigger in size, and changed into a lovely red dress she fantasized about making but never had the time or could find a designer that met her expectations. "Well isn't that much better! Why don't you try it out yourself, Trunks?"

Trunks gave a gaze towards his mother, before staring at his finger again, to think out of nowhere, because of the chocolate Buu they ate, they gained all of these new powers, and the only side effect was their added weight.

The portly half-Saiyan smiled and shrugged as he pointed at his pajamas, the pink beam hitting it as it became an exact replica of his gi, but larger to fit his size.

"You know, Mom, I actually like all of this a lot, I don't mind it."

"Same here, kiddo," Bulma agreed as they dried themselves, out on their clothes and headed towards the kitchen. Come to say, the president of Capsule Corp was pleased they agreed on the subject of being fond of these new powers, and as time had passed when they were in the bathtub together, they now no longer seemed to mind their new weight at all one bit. Any distasteful feelings of being fat to them was completely nonexistent.

When they got near the giant living room, Bulma actually felt a little bit strange as she stopped walking, staring at her puffy hands, Trunks looking back at her in confusion. "What's wrong, Mom?"

"Well," she began. "It's just that I'm overweight now, but I feel so light... like I weigh nothing," she blinked, looking at herself. In fact, Bulma felt even lighter than when she was skinny.

Trunks playfully rolled his eyes. "Welcome to my world."

"I wonder…" said Bulma, before she looked to a heavy table. Of course, Vegeta and Trunks could easily lift it with one hand, but Bulma has always been unable to budge it even an inch. She placed her hands under it and after taking a deep breath, lifted hard. However, to her shock, Bulma did it far too hard and sent the table flying through the ceiling and through the upper floor ceilings as well. The table even went through the roof and disappeared from sight. "Wow! I'm so strong now too!"

Trunks' jaw almost hit the ground when he watched her mother perform a feat that was simplistic to him, but outstanding to a regular Earthling, but he was nonetheless amazed. "WOW! How'd you get so strong, Mom?!"

Bulma shrugged as went to try out her new strength in crazy feats such as carrying her parents' giant pets with one hand, supporting her enormous body up one finger, and crushing junk metal left from her inventions like it was paper.

Trunks actually enjoyed his mother's show a lot, as he shot a pink beam at a short branch on a tree, as it turned into licorice, the Saiyan catching it and enjoying the treat to himself, not noticing his stomach, sides, back fat, arms and legs had slowly grown a bit fatter, making him grow an inch or two. His cheeks were a bit puffy, almost like the cheeks on a chubby baby's face.

"I definitely can get used to this," said Bulma, her cheeks even chubbier now as she had been slowly inflating with more fat like her son. Her stomach was even bigger and her butt had gone to Bulma needing to waddle sideways to go through doorways, that or simply smashing them to be wider.

Disappointment.

Irritation.

Frustration.

Every one of these were a perfect description of what Babidi was going through, as constantly kicked a pebble around in a cave he hid himself away in.

He knew he was being looked for so he couldn't just go back to his ship, and his most powerful minions were dead thanks to those Saiyans and Earthlings after Buu met a demise to his own hands.

How did his father work with something so well that acted so childish, damn it?!

He stared at the crystal ball he had placed in the cave, should any miracle happen that he could watch over and plan ahead.

"Grrrr, of all the... tch!" He snapped his fingers in a repeated fashion in an attempt to lower his frustration, before a miracle was granted.

It was as if there was some other deity that was going against the Kai's wishes, or his personal angel as he felt a very familiar energy with plenty of magic.

"Buu?!"

He ran to his crystal ball and played with it a bit, until it showed him the family he could never forgive.

The family of Vegeta, Bulma and Trunks were at a huge restaurant that was a combination of an all you can eat and a buffet and needless to say today was payday for the employees.

Other than that, Vegeta had noticed his wife and son's excessive and rapid weight gain, but he didn't question it beyond his lack of knowledge, assuming this is what happened to the Earthlings when they are excessive amounts of food which was a normal meal to Saiyans. He wasn't all that happy with his son being somewhat affected by it, since he was half-Earthling, and wondered why this never came into effect until now, but he didn't go further for the sake of not wanting to deal with his wife's insufferable wrath.

"More food immediately!" Vegeta greedily demanded, eating some roasted beef and a turkey leg.

"Yeah, and bring more desert while you're at it!" requested Trunks before stuffing his chubby face with some French fries and chicken nuggets, and his fifth jelly donut.

"More cake and ice cream!" Bulma raised a flabby hand and waved it as the waiters ran and carried away the empty plates to make room for those that were filled to the brim.

Normally, she was a woman of refinement and culture due to her status, but with her newfound appetite, she became a glutton just like her Saiyan family, and Trunks was happy to see her this way and enjoyed it so as they all ate together. Vegeta pretty much was going for the meat and vegetables, Bulma was going for all of the sweets such as cake, ice cream, pudding and the like while Trunks also ate everything Bulma got, along with the addition of various fast foods and soda, only further adding to their weight as they both bloated up.

It was amazing just a few short hours ago they had only had various breakfast foods from waffles, pancakes, French toast to stacks of bacon.

"I don't believe I've seen any of you take such a liking to sweets," Vegeta commented with sharp eyes, a bit suspicious, noticing the giant ice cream cake with vanilla and chocolate frosting which his wife and son gobbled up.

"Yeah!" Trunks replied. His demeanor was a bit normal for a child his age, to love sweets and candy. "I don't know why I haven't done this before!"

His taste buds lit up with joy and he let out a soft moan to match it and continued to eat. He continued to eat and eat, his belly grew rounder and fuller, his old clothing was pushed to it's limits.

Bulma licked the frosting off her fat lips and cheeks and shrugged, her tight belly sloshing and groaning loudly. Her dress had also ridden up to expose part of her massive stomach that spilled over her lap. "All of a sudden I just want to have them all the time now. Its worth all the weight I put on just to enjoy them."

Babidi just watched as they indulged themselves in his crystal ball as a hand went under his chin, rubbing it as he pondered about this. If she kept this up, she would almost be like Buu, and maybe the child could be an extra addition to his collection. He knew that had to be where Buu's energy was coming from.

His father's creation wasn't actually dead, he was just in a new body.

Now, it might have been stupid but here me out, if Goku actually used his senses and didn't have his guard down, he would have felt Vegeta about to knock him out, hence why he had to do the same to Vegeta, he didn't trust him fully in that scene.

So here are the differences from the original excluding the events after Bulma and Trunks ate the chocolate Buu.

Vegeta didn't kill any of the people in the WMAT since Gohan and Goku were quick to act, thus meaning Bulma and the gang could go home while Goku and the others handled Buu, then they would get the Dragon Balls in case anyone had been killed.

Only Gohan, Supreme Kai and Piccolo attempted to stop Buu, Goten went home per to their mother's orders and threats while Trunks stayed on the Lookout to watch Vegeta. Seeing the 'M' on his forehead, he just assumed he was mind controlled, and Dende just left it at that, hiding the truth of what actually happened.

So again, to warn you, this is pretty much content that kids shouldn't really see, so if you are, just leave while you can.