I recently just got into BoJack Horseman on Netflix and finished Season 1. I didn't expect to relate to this so badly and I'm a teenager. I keep pausing a lot during One Trick Pony because somehow, I kept feeling bad for Bojack after Todd was making all those changes to the movie, only to find out he wasn't doing it out of spite and just being an idiot, then there was Downer Ending, and there's Diane...
Bojack is honestly me, since I don't know whether to usually feel bad for him or myself or not like and be mad at him or myself. I tell you, it's one of the greatest animated shows of all time, so if you haven't seen it, I encourage you to do so, it's on Netflix only, and if you don't have it, watch it with a friend or find some clips on YouTube. Also, I know the show is BoJack, but is the name BoJack or Bojack? It just confuses me, honestly.
Disclaimer: As always, I don't own Dragon Ball, or BoJack, the latter is Netflix's property. I'd just thought I'd share my thoughts about the first season.
Now enjoy!
Chapter 6: Benign
The chaos had ensued pretty quickly and almost two whole cities had been wiped out, the third one now being cleansed this very moment.
"Mmmmm..." drooled Chidel, as she looked at a small building full of people trying to get out. She zapped it into a giant flan, with the people inside as various fillings. Within seconds, Chidel gobbled up the entire thing, resulting her looking like a giant pink blob. After letting out a belch, her mass compacted back into her usual proportions, aside from some extra blubber here and there. Her sister was also having some fun in the meantime.
"AAAAHHHHHHH!" screamed a wave of people, running in fear before they were bathed in pink energy, which caused them to change into countless balls of candy.
Buulma smirked as she waved her hand and the balls of candy flew to her mouth. She opened it wide and allowed all that candy in, as she chewed happily, her cheeks huge and puffy. Once she was done, she saw something that caught her interest at the corner of her left eye.
"Ohhh, I could go for some fashion!" drooled Buulma, pressing her fat face against a store window. She was looking at the various beautiful dresses inside, it was thanks to inheriting traits from her old host, Bulma that Buulma was enticed by the various pieces of clothing. Buulma waddled into the store and began looking over the clothes.
A saleswoman hid in fear behind the counter, crouching down, hoping the monsters would not find her. Unfortunately, that was not the case, as Buulma's hand came out and dragged her to the fat pink creature.
"Please don't hurt me!" shouted the saleswoman, before she was surprised when Buulma held out a blue dress to her.
"Does this come in my size?" asked Buulma, looking genuinely interested.
"Uh... no..." gulped the saleswoman.
Buulma frowned in annoyance. "Does anything in here come in my size?"
"You see... we happen to specialize to a certain size..." began the saleswoman, before she realized she said too much.
"So I come into your store and greet you with kindness and now you're calling me big as if its bad?"
The fact that Buulma spoke at this with a very calming tone was even more frightening to the saleswoman, as she was thrown across a clothe hanger, knocking down many shirts, as she cried and pain and try to get up, some of the other customers who were unaware of the chaos unfolding outside were now starting to catch wind of everything.
"I'LL SHOW YA BIG!"
She was already paralyzed by Buulma's roar as she watched her stretch upward into a stream of pink fat clay. The stream went down the screaming saleswoman's mouth, causing her to inflate. Her body expanded out in size, tearing apart her outfit, as she got bigger and bigger. The saleswoman kept growing, getting fatter and larger as Buulma expanded inside of her. Her clothes soon tore right off, as she looked like a big balloon full of lard, but she just kept growing more and more. Eventually, the saleswoman began to glow and in a bright flash of energy, exploded.
When the energy cleared, the saleswoman was gone, but the pieces of Buulma were left to regenerate back into the fat monster.
"Grrr, little missy prick!" scowled Buulma, as she zapped everything in the store she could with her pink ray: clothes, people, etc. They were changed into various sweets which Buulma quickly devoured until the store itself was gone. Buulma looked like a mass of pink dough, before compacting back to her usual proportions, though slightly larger.
"Hey Buulma... me still hungry... we should eat whole planet," whined Chidel, waddling up to her smaller big sister.
Buulma frowned. "That's one hundred percent your stomach talking, that's not even possible. Even with our powers, that would take..." It was then a memory she inherited from Bulma kicked in. "Wait... I think I know something... it's from that fat girl I was inside of until she forced me out."
"Yes? What Buulma remember?"
Buulma put a fat finger to her multiple chinned face. Everything began to flood into her mind.
Shenron...
Dragon Balls...
Wishes...
She smirked. "Oh yes! This planet has something called the Dragon Balls! If we have all seven, we can wish for anything from the dragon that will come out! Including this whole planet being made of sweets!"
"Oh boy!" drooled Chidel, clapping her fat hands.
Buulma then picked up a rock and zapped it, changing into a pink and dark purple version of Bulma's Dragon Radar, the device which was used to locate Dragon Balls. There was a memory of a device used to find them from her mind, and thanks to it, she was able to make one of them on her own. Once she pressed the button, it seemed luck was on their side as one of them was nearby.
Buulma had quickly teleported to a collapsed building nearby while Chidel slowly waddled to her. Under the rubble was the Five-Star Dragon Ball, and she guessed it landed on top of this building after the last usage of all seven balls.
Just for safe keeping, she opened her mouth wide and swallowed the ball whole. She could always retrieve them later, but this way, no one would be able to steal them from her, and if she did get obliterated, the Dragon Balls would go along with her, which meant no hope of reversing any damage that had been done.
"Planet of sweets! Planet of sweets! Me can't wait!" shouted Chidel, doing a little happy dance, her fat body jiggling like ocean waves while Buulma didn't give her a glance, pressing the button on the Dragon Radar again.
"Patience, Chidel. We still have to find the remaining six balls," calmed down Buulma. "There's three to the north and two to the west,"
"What we do?" innocently asked Chidel, before Buulma zapped another rock and turned it into a purple and black radar that she gave to Chidel.
"You use this one and go west. I'll go north," said Buulma, before Chidel nodded and flew off. Buulma headed to the north, eager for when the planet would be an all you can eat dessert buffet.
"There, that should take care of it."
Vegeta slowly blinked, everything slow coming back to him.
He lost.
To his own wife, nonetheless, but he wasn't sure how exactly he was knocked out. All he remembered before that was his forehead throbbing, like it was about to explode. Did Babidi attempt to kill him there since he was against him, and was technically still a Majin?
What did it matter, he was dead now anyways. His energy was nowhere to be found.
Looks like he was on the Lookout now, with both of the Namekians hovering over him. "I see that you appear to be very interested in me," he snarked.
"Not particularly," retorted Piccolo. "I'm just making sure you don't run off to fight those two recklessly. It's a habit you seem to adore keeping."
"So now there's more of them? Just what we need," sarcastically groaned the Saiyan Prince, standing up and surveying everything. He got a glimpse of the female Android leaning on one of the pillars that holds the Lookout, and she was back to her original shape.
"Wasn't she a massive blob earlier?"
"Things... have happened, and they're incredibly ridiculous, even for our standards," 18 responded, hearing Vegeta all the way from her spot. "Don't worry about your family, they're inside gorging themselves."
Vegeta rolled his eyes, expecting nothing else.
"More please!"
Mr. Popo kept running in and out of the kitchen as he brought food to the five hungry, huge women and children that sat their butts across a chair or two around the table. Their enormous bellies seeped under, slightly lifting it up.
Bulma grabbed a leg of chicken and eagerly bit the golden brown meat off the leg, her chubby cheeks and multiple chins jiggling with the simplest of chewing, Chi-Chi's fat fingers held chopsticks at high speed as she gobbled up string after string of noodles of various kinds including ramen, soba, and a bento box twice the size of a briefcase, Videl was greedily shoving rolls of sushi and naruto into her mouth until her cheeks were about to burst before gobbling them up, and the half-Saiyans Goten and Trunks were happily helping themselves to almost anything on the table, mainly going for all the sweets that were close to them.
"So..." began Bulma, voice muffled from the food in her mouth. "The reason we're still like this is because of Buu?"
"Yes," nodded the Supreme Kai. "I believe when you expelled his evil influence, you halted the transformation, but it left an imprint in your bodies, leaving some permanent changes."
"You mean like this?" asked Videl, grabbing her cheeks and pulling, causing her face to stretch like rubber.
"In fact, you three pure-blooded Earthlings are probably more powerful than I am now. Granted that isn't anything compared to the original Majin Buu or the two running around causing trouble, but outside of a Super Saiyan, you three have become quite unmatched."
"Wow," wondrously sighed Chi-Chi. "I always knew how to fight, but now I know a lot more stuff... including some techniques I saw others do." She then dumped the contents of a rice bowl into her mouth greedily.
"Probably from the imprint. When Bulma was still under Buu's influence, she performed Goku's Kamehameha. Buu was always able to learn techniques by observing them…he must have seen Goku do it during their fight," continued the Supreme Kai.
Videl sighed, holding her large belly in her hands. "I wanted to get stronger... but this isn't exactly what I had in mind,"
"At least you three are stronger now... me and Goten are just fat," said Trunks with a nonchalant shrug, gulping down some soda, and licking his lips.
Goten seemed to be in a cheerful mood about all of this, the Son child patting the top of his giant sphere body. "I kinda like being big, I can play with my belly like a drum!" he innocently cheered. At least he seemed to act as naïve and happy as ever. Trunks normally wasn't a fan of him being so foolish all the time, and he occasionally did take the opportunity to boast about his superior intelligence, but sometimes, it was nice seeing him this way.
"May I have your attention?" announced Mr. Popo, running into the room, taking some empty plates from the table, apologizing as he ran off to put them away. "Vegeta is now fully healed and has regained consciousness! Please excuse me!"
Bulma's fat face smiled as she responded. "That's great! Let's... oh... wait…"
Bulma looked down at herself to see the ripped clothing she had received from Babidi. It was ripped and soiled with dirt, blood, and recent food stains.
"Wait a sec..." she said, before pointing to herself. Bulma's fat finger glowed pink as she zapped her outfit, changing it. In a puff of pink smoke, Bulma now was wearing a dark purple stretchy outfit similar to Vegeta's, sans the gloves in place of dark blue bands around her fat wrists. It clung tightly to her blubbery body, showing off every jiggling curve of her enormous body. In addition, Bulma now also wore an open jacket with "Capsule Corp" on the sleeve that fit over her enormous, fleshy torso.
"I may be fat, but I don't want to seem like a slob," she said, before giggling a little. Bulma had to admit she was getting rather used to and enjoying being so big and fat.
"Huh... if we can do that..." said Chi-Chi, before standing her big butt up from the chairs it had been sitting across upon. She was fond of her favorite clothing she wore at home, but some change was needed. She focused her Majin beam on her body, forming a blue sleeveless Chinese-style outfit similar to the one she wore when she fought in the WMAT years ago when she married Goku. Her red sash was stretched over her enormous belly and waistline, and her enormous breasts showed quite some cleavage as they were stuffed into her top. Her white pants were swollen outward with the fat content of her legs and butt. "That's better."
"My turn! I know just the thing!" exclaimed Videl, using her own Majin beam to form a familiar-looking orange battle gi with black boots, belt, and blue wristbands.
"Hey, that looks like…" gasped Chi-Chi in awe.
"Yeah. I think Gohan would like it," smiled Videl, wearing her own altered version of Goku's Turtle Hermit training outfit. She had once saw Gohan wearing one of Goku's spares when he was training her and he had mentioned how he liked it. Videl had altered her version to have a skirt instead of pants so her legs were visible, yet had lots of room to move. She also had a black sports top under the orange shirt of the uniform instead of a full shirt. Finally, the symbol on the back was two kanji instead of one: one was for "Mr. Satan" and the other was for "Gohan", after the two people she learned how to fight from. The skirt of the outfit was able to cover her enormous titanic tush, though most of her jello thighs were visible as well as her butter churn-like calves.
"Trunks, Goten, I expect you two to clean yourselves up also!" Bulma chastised, both of the boys not having much of a problem of this cleanliness as the women expected, considering their nature. Both of the boys aimed a pink beam at themselves as any stains, dirt or battle damages were wiped off them, and their clothes grew to accommodate their current size.
Now looking presentable, the five wide women and children walked out of the dining room to join with the others.
The others being Piccolo, Vegeta, Dende, Krillin and the Android duo. Master Roshi was left at Kame House for obvious reasons, plus they were sure the threat would be handled.
"Vegeta!"
Vegeta opened his eyes to see Bulma. Despite looking so much fatter and younger, he recognized her immediately.
"I see you're alright," said Vegeta, standing up.
"Not even that much concerned about me?" frowned Bulma.
"You're too much of a pain for anything to kill you."
"Why you!!! I'm not the same weak woman you knew!"
"Obviously, that's hard to miss. You must have swallowed her."
Dende looked confused. "This is how human couples act?"
"This is just how they say they're happy to see each other, kid," sighed 18, rolling her azure eyes. "You have a lot to learn if you're going to be a better guardian."
"I see. I don't really get it, but…"
Vegeta cut in before it got awkward, walking to the edge of the Lookout. "I guess we have those two blubbery beasts to handle. I can sense them, they both went in opposite directions."
"What for?" asked 17.
"Who could say? The main focus is stopping them. Leave this to me and Gohan," said Vegeta.
"Wait… Gohan?!!" shouted Chi-Chi, hearing her son's name.
"The boy's been here right under our noses for quite a while, you were all so distracted stuffing your faces you barely even noticed," chuckled Vegeta. "Then again, he arrived before you regained consciousness, so I suppose it makes sense. If you'd like to speak to him, he's right behind you."
As a matter of fact, Gohan was indeed, walking out of the halls of the Lookout, now just leaving a room that had helped speed up the process with the Old Kai tremendously, the deity returning home immediately. "Miss me?"
"GOHAN!!" Goten had heard he was ok after being beaten by Majin Buu, but seeing him was the kind of relief he needed. The guileless seven-year old quickly sprinted over to his big brother, Gohan, who was dressed like his father, now just noticed the major changes.
Goten's head was now over the older Saiyan's waist, and his body shape resembled a beach ball, fat spilling all over, along with his meaty arms and legs. The little boy noticed Gohan's new look of confusing.
"What's wrong Gohan?" Goten innocently asked, now getting a bit sorrow from jumping to conclusions. "You don't wanna hug me 'cause I'm fat now?"
The big brother was appalled at such an assumption, denying it immediately. "No! Of course not, Goten! I don't care what you look like! It's just that... well, this is all so sudden, I just didn't expect any of this!"
"Oh... okay..." Goten shrugged and was once again cheerful as he still hugged him anyway, the best he could that was.
"Gohan!!!" shouted Chi-Chi, running up to her baby boy. "You worried me so much, you!"
"Mom?!!" went Gohan, nervously seeing his mother. Even though she was much fatter and had regressed to a younger looking form, he still recognized and feared his mom. She was taller too! Maybe as tall as him!
"You shouldn't worry your mother! And have you been studying while you were away?!!! You have to keep up with your…" began Chi-Chi, before Videl put her hand out in front of her.
"What your mom's saying is we're all glad you're ok, Gohan," smiled Videl.
"Videl…" gaped Gohan. Even Videl was so much fatter now, she still was as beautiful and attractive as always.
He quickly noticed this was the same with Trunks and Bulma... was this all related to Buu?
"CAN SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED?!?!"
"Long story short, you have Buu to blame for this, and partially my idiotic wife," sighed the Saiyan Prince.
"Excuse me?! You wanna run that by me again?!"
"Do I need to repeat myself, woman?! Use those ears of yours for once in your life! Just stay here with everyone else while Gohan and I take care of the problem!"
"What?! Dad, we can help too, you know!" shouted Trunks.
"Yeah, we'll fuse…" began Goten.
"Vegeta's right. Trust us. You'll do us a lot more staying here," said Gohan.
"But… we're not weak anymore… I don't…" Bulma began, before Vegeta interrupted.
"While you're no longer as weak as a normal Earthling, you're not in full control of your new powers. Small Namekian, open the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. That should give them all the time to master their new bodies. Same goes for Goten and Trunks."
"The Chamber?" blinked Dende, the famous room coming into his mind after a few months. "Yeah… I suppose as long as they're like that."
"Good point," agreed Chi-Chi. She was quite positive she broke several of the forks she was using by accident. This new strength could be dangerous, she didn't want to break any utensils at home either.
Gohan smiled. "Don't worry, everyone. We'll be back. Those two monsters are about to see what they're up against when they threaten Earth."
With that, Vegeta and Gohan flew up into the air and then into opposite directions.
"What is this Hyperbolic Time Chamber?" blinked Videl, looking to Mr. Popo.
Mr. Popo then answered. "A special room where all time is slowed. One can spend a year of training in there and come out with only a day having passed."
"Wow! Unreal!" replied the fat teen Earthling in surprise. Her life just kept getting more surreal by the day, it seemed.
Dende came along with good news. "I've actually been making some modifications to the Chamber recently, now there's enough items in storage to provide about three to four of you all at once, that is, should you use your resources wisely."
Contrary to popular belief, more than two people can enter it all at once. However, there were only enough provisions to accommodate two people for one full year. But Dende and Mr. Popo had been taking multiple opportunities to stock it throughout the years, and the best part? The food couldn't expire, and some of it was wrapped in plastic or in a bag.
"Well, we can't stay there for a full year, obviously," Bulma noted. "That would make a whole day pass through here."
"So, what's the order?" Piccolo began. "No offense, but I'd personally have able-bodied sparring partners."
"Me and my sis and go with you if you want," Android 17 offered. "Seeing as how you only drink water, there should be enough for plenty of us."
Now there was five of them, so one of the big bodied fighters were gonna have to stay double time.
"Chi-Chi, you and I can go first. I need whatever you can to help. I kind of know how to fight from what Buu gave me... but an expert like you will do me some good," smiled Bulma to Chi-Chi.
"Alright," smiled Chi-Chi, before she frowned. "But what about the boys?"
"I have an idea," Bulma replied, now using her brains for the deduction process. "For the first few minutes, which should be a good hour or two, it can be just us girls and Videl, then later, the boys can tag along, or one or two of us can leave and they take our place, we'll just see how it goes along the way."
Videl, Goten and Trunks liked the sound of that, the pure-blooded Earthling had two great sparring partners, while the boys could have some time to themselves for now.
"Hey, Goten, why don't we use this time to practice fusion?"
He didn't see why not.
Piccolo decided why not. "I'll help out a bit, maybe whip you two into shape while I'm at it!"
Chi-Chi knew he wasn't talking about weight and was against this. "Hey! Don't you hurt my Goten!"
"Relax. I think what Piccolo and 17 plan will be good for your kids in the long run," said Dende, as he and Mr. Popo led the girls to the chamber.
Hopefully this wouldn't be a waste.
Chapter name isa small pun for how there is barely any fighting in this chapter.