Piccolo stood in one of the guest bedrooms and stared at himself in the mirror. Why did she have to make him so funny looking? He had smooth muscular tanned skin and these green catlike eyes. They didn't even look like human eyes to him. AND he had eyebrows!
He sighed and took off his turban and cape. Piccolo set them on a chair next to the dresser. The chair collapsed under the additional weight. Piccolo sighed again and sat down on the end of the bed.
Maybe Bulma's right, he thought. He should take this time to relax a bit. He was deffinetly overstressed about grooming Dende to be the new Kami. Just some light training was all he really needed.
Piccolo striped down and changed into a pair of black jeans of Trunks Bulma had given him. They were a little tight, but they would have to do.
He went outside by the pool to meditate. It was not a waterfall but it was water no less. Nameks find water very important. It is what they drink and waters the crops for them as well as clenses the land.
Piccolo sat down and started to consentrate.

Bra walked up the steps to her home. School had been no fun. It seemed like all the boys in school thought she was just playing hard to get. What she would give for a man who SHE could make a move on. Bra pulled her keys out of her purse and droped them.
"Of course." she mumbled as she bent down to pick them up. Bra started to straighten back up but froze. Someone was by the pool. She move closer and saw he was a tall man with a shaved head. It isn't Krillen she thought. Too tall. It isn't Tien. Too tan. Bra got close enough to see his face and gasped. Who ever he was he was FINE! Tall, broad, muscular and by her pool!
She ran inside as fast as she sayjin speed could carry her. She quickly slipped on her new zebra stripped bikini and ran back down the stairs. Calm down, Bra told herself. Act cool. She mosed over to the pool and slipped in as if she didn't see him. Bra rose above the water flinging her hair back perovatively. She smiled at him, then frowned. He wasn't even looking at her! His eyes were closed.
She playfully splashed him.

Piccolo consentrated on the darkness. Trying to find something blacker than black. Something . . . wet?
He opened one eye and peered around. The first thing he saw was a furry tail swishing back and forth in the water. Then a pair of long legs attached to a curvy body. He suddenly felt an odd feeling in the pit of his stomache.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Bra said rising up next to him. "I guess I got carried away. I do that sometimes." She smiled and leaned in close to him.
Piccolo noticed what Bra was wearing and swallowed. She had on the tiniest outfit he'd ever seen. The wet water clinging to her didn't help that feeling in his belly.
She licked her upper lip. "Want to go for a swim?" she asked as she tossed her hair over her shoulder.
Piccolo had to get out of there now. He stood up. "I don't have time for such silly little games." He said down to her. He turned and went inside. Bra followed closely behind him.
"Oh, hi Piccolo." Bulma said as he went through the kitchen. "BRA! What are you wearing?"
"It's a swimsuit mom-" Bra said. "waitaminute- did you say Piccolo?" She turned to the hansom man.
"Bra," Bulma said staring at what her daughter was wearing. "Baba and Dende accidentaly turned Piccolo into human for five months. He is staying with us. Now you tell me why you are wearing that."
Bra looked from her mother to Piccolo then to her mom again. She stared back at Piccolo and screamed, "AAAAHHHH! Ohmigod! I came on to a Namek!!" She ran up stairs screaching.
Piccolo found himself chuckeling. Bulma glared at him. She was about to tell him to shut up when she heard Trunks come home.
"Mom," he yelled. "Me,Goten and Marron are going to the movies. Is Bra home?"
"Upstairs." Bumla yelled. She turned to Piccolo. "You wait here white I go explain it to them."
She didn't have time to because all four of them entered the kitchen then.
"Mom, Bra's in the shower trying to scrub the top layer of her skin off. She says she feels 'dirty'." said Trunks. "What's going on?"
Bulma had them all sit down and she gave them the short version, leaving out the part where Bra wore that tiny bikini.
"This is so COOL!" Goten said breaking the silence.
"Yeah," Marron said in agreement. "this is weird but awsome."
"Glad someone likes this curse." Piccolo said.
Bra came down then. She had changed out of the zebra swimsuit and now wore sweatpants and a sweat shirt that covered every inch of her body.
"Um, Mr. Piccolo," Bra said as she approched him. "I just wanted to appologise for my er, behavior earlier. I didn't know that it was you and I could only assume that you were a friend of moms or a client of hers." She twiddled her hands nerviously.
"If tha's the way you treat all your mothers clients, then no wonder Capsule Corp is so successful." Piccolo said.
Bra gasped and turned bright red.
"By the way," Bulma said. "where did you get that peice of string you call a swimsuit?"
"It wasn't that small." Bra mummbled.
Piccolo snorted. "I've seen pasta noodles bigger."
"Hold it." Goten said gazing at Bra. "Don't tell me you came on to Piccolo?" Bra didn't answer. "HAHAHHAHAHA!" Goten laughed. "I only wish I could have seen it."
"We can." Trunks said. "We can look at the security tapes that over look the pool."
"Alright." Marron said. The teens started towards the security room.
"Nooooo!" Bra said as she followed them.
"At least Vegeta isn't here to see this." Piccolo said. Vegeta was currently training in space at the time.
"Chill out Piccolo." Bulma said. "Let's get you some food."
He stared blankly at her.
"You're human now." She explained. "You have to eat. I'll bet your starving."
"My stomache has been feeling odd." Piccolo said remembering feeling by the pool. He followed her and she set out some good smelling food.
"Help yourself." she said handing him a plate. He stared at the food. He had seen other people eat before but it was still a little new to him.
"Just put the food in your mouth and chew. Then swallow, do not inhale." Bulma said almost teasing him. She didn't know how helpful she really was.
Piccolo picked up something that she called a 'peach' slice. He placed it in his mouth and bit down.
Juice slurted over his tounge and he tasted its sweetness. He had never tasted anything like it! It was wet and cold like water, but squishy and sweet, oh so sweet. Piccolo picked up another piece and chewed it. Once again he felt that wonderful taste. He wondered what other foods tasted so good. He reached for fruit and the vegtables on the counter and ate then sampleing. He dipped some celery in what Bulma called french onion dip. Piccolo bit down. "Mmmmmmm." He really was missing out on things all these years. He started to reach for the faucet but stopped. Piccolo opened the fridge and pulled out a soda marked 'Cola Pop'. The last time he tried something like this was when Gohan begged him to. It had tasted like a poluted, waste filled water. Maybe now it would taste better that he had human taste buds. Piccolo popped the top and poured the brown liquid in his mouth. Piccolos eyes bulged and he leaned down and spit it in the sink. He turned the water on and rinsed out his mouth.
Nope, he thought, still tastes like polluted, waste water.

"I guess I got carried away." Goten said in a breathless mockery of Bra.
"I do that sometimes." Trunks said batting his eyes. They both cracked up.
"Stop it Pink Head!" Bra shouted pushing her brother. It was bad enough she had a rotten day at school AND she lowered herself to come on to Piccolo, her friends were teasing her about it.
"I'm sorry Bra." Marron said. "It was an easy mistake."
"Thank you Marron." Bra stuck her tounge out at Goten and Trunks.
"Yeah," Marron said. "after all, he is kind of hot as a human."
Goten and Trunks stopped their playful teasing and looked at Marron. "What?" they both asked.
Marron shrugged. "Well, those eyes and strong arms." She turned to Bra and winked. Bra nodded catching on.
"Oh yeah!" Bra exclaimed. "And what a tight rear on that man."
A mix of panic and disgust spread across his face. He spun around and bent over. "Look! I've got a tighter ass then him! Look! Look at my ass!"
Bulma passed by and patted him on the end. "Hi Goten. Say hi to your brother for me."
Goten bolted up straight and blushed. Trunks walked in front of Marron stopping her. "Come on. This is Piccolo we're talking about. P-I-C-C-O-L-O! He has to be a zillion years old."
"Actualy I'm only two years older than Gohan."
Trunks jumped around and looked at Piccolo. "Um . . . huh?"
"Nameks age acording to their climate." Piccolo explained. "I was seven in earth years when Raditz came. So I'd be two years older then Gohan. Mentaly though with my oridginal body before I split I am over three hundrend. Depends on how you look at it."
Trunks stood silent and nodded stiffly. "Oh."
Piccolo yawned. He froze. "What was that?"
"A yawn." Bra said. "People do it when they don't get enough oxygen to their brains."
"What?!" Piccolo grabbed his head as if it hurt. "Is it cureable? Why did I get it? Damn these human deseases!"
"Calm down." Marron giggled. "You just need to sleep. You must be tiered. You do know what sleep is right?"
"Um, I know what it is. I just never did it before." Piccolo said. "Nameks have evolved to where they do not need to sleep."
"Well you're no namek." Bra said pushing him up the stairs. "Go to bed. It's not healthy to not sleep. Namek or no."
Piccolo went upstairs and looked down at Bra.
"Sweet dreams!" she said with a wave.
He went into his room thinking he'd never look at her the same way again. He pulled off his pants and laid down naked on his bed. He folded his arms over his cheast and closed his eyes. This was going to be weird.