Big Phat Dragon Ball Z I
By Zukone
Chapter 1: You're Jiggling Baby
Bulma was in her nightgown gaping at him because of his entrance. He stood
there just as entranced as she was. He could almost see right through her
nightdress and it left little to the imagination the way it hugged all her
curves.
He took in a deep breath, hoping it would go unnoticed by the lovely 250-
someoddpound vision before him.
How dare she taunt him with her tender rolls of flesh? She sauntered over
to him jiggling all that jelly. Her arms wiggled and her legs wobbled. He
was ravenous and wanted her so bad. He daren't look down. It was all he
could do to stop from taking her right then. It was a good thing he didn't
see her belly or he feared it would be over for him; she would know that
which he struggled so hard to keep hidden from her.
He had further been paralyzed when the bounding beauty stopped right before
him and slowly pointed her pudgy squat finger to his chest and poked him.
What was she going to do? Did she understand that pointing to his chest
like that was similar to giving him a ki blast in the heart?
A tiny breath escaped him again. "What do you want?" she said plainly.
Her triple chin sloshed around as she spoke. The words she spoke finally
sunk in and snapping him out of his reverie.
He recovered quick enough and put up his usual front. "Woman you need to
make some adjustments to the gravity machine!"
"Well what adjustments?" she hollered, "And you don't have to YELL!"
"I do as I please WOMAN."
"And so do I." She huffed and shuffled away from him.
Vegita's eyes widened as she walked over to the bed and promptly plopped
herself on it backwards. What the... did she even know what she was doing.
She couldn't have known she was teasing him like that. It was bad enough
he had the enticing vision of her dancing in all her glory still going
through his head thanks to Yamcha. Now she was openly mocking him. All
but showing him what he couldn't have. His eyes wandered thinking to
himself. A woman like that.... had soooooooo much to offer him.
"I'm going to bed." She said throwing the sheets over her voluptuous form.
"You can leave the way you came."
Vegita recovered from his own wandering thoughts when he realized that she
just tried to brush him off -tried to dismiss him. Vegita would allow no
more of it. "What about my machine?" he demanded.
"It can fix itself."
"Woman! You'll fix that machine now!"
Bulma sat up in her bed and stuck her nose in the air, "or what?"
"Or... Or.." Vegeta paused and then slowly formed a smirk on his face "or
else I don't leave."
"You wouldn't" Bulma asked incredulous.
Vegita took a threatening step forward with a glint of mischief in his
eyes. "Oh wouldn't I?"
"N.. no." Bulma uttered while grabbing her sheet and bringing up to her
chest, "You wouldn't" she tried to convince more herself than anything.
"Oh yes" Vegita smirked, "I would."
Terrified Bulma shuttered as he leaned closer to her. When he was close
enough she screamed for her life "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
"Ah woman stop screeching" Vegita said all but falling backwards and
grasping his ears to cover them.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH" Bulma continued. "Help! Someone Help.. Vegita is
trying to rape beautiful ole me. Help RAPIST... RAPIST! RA..."
In an instant Vegita had his hand over her mouth. "I said SHUT UPPP"
Bulma struggled to uncover her face so she could breathe but all she could
do was stare across at those dark unforgiving obsidian eyes.
"What are you crazy? Why would I want to rape you!?!" he blurted whilst he
slowly removed his hand from over her mouth.
Bulma breathed something ragged before replying.
"Well, I'm not dumb." She huffed.
Vegita's eyes widened in shock again. There was no way she knew of his
secret obsession.
"A beautiful woman like me isn't safe around any man. Most are dying to
get me in bed." She explained.
"Hah. That's a laugh." Vegita snorted relieved.
"Well, I don't see any women running to you." Bulma said with more
boldness.
"Whatever. Why don't you just shut up? I already informed you that I have
no intentions of raping you so would you just shut your trap."
"Oh I see. I hit a sore spot. Teeeny weeny Vegita is having a hard time
getting the ladies while I have all the men falling at my feet." Bulma
mocked sending her flab into jiggly fits. "Listen, Vegeta, if you beg
nicely maybe a girl will give you the time of day. I can't promise much
more than that."
Outraged Vegeta brought his face dangerously close to hers.. "If anything"
he said nice and slowly, "you should be begging me, the prince of all
Sayan's, for the time of day because..." he paused knowing that he was
going to cross the line with what he was going to say next, "...no one in
his right mind would want just another skinny little bit...'
Bulma slapped him in the face with all her might causing him to stop before
he finished,
"ch!" he ended
She screeched right in his ears.. "How DARE YOU!"
"Shut up. Woman your voice is burning holes in my eardrums!"
"You liar. You're just jealous"
"Of what.. skin and bones. I do say, where's the beef? No wonder Yamcha's
getting his else where. There's nothing to grab onto when he's with you."
Bulma started to weaken as he continued and her eyes got red.
"But don't worry. If you beg me nicely" Vegita smirked at her, "I'll play
nice .. even if you are skinny."
"I.. I'm not skinny." Bulma said unsure.
"You keep telling yourself that." Vegita said still holding onto that
trademark smirk
"I'm Phat and you know it!" She said defiantly while whipping a tear from
her eye. How could he say that to her? How could he? She worked so hard
to maintain her figure for him to yell that to her. It was a sensitive
issue to say the least.
Vegita approached her and she backed away in disgust. "Get out," she
spewed.
"Woman, you didn't hear me from before, now did you?"
Bulma looked at him unbelieving.
"I'm staying till you decide to fix my machine." He stated matter-of-
factly.
Bulma crossed her arms and turned up her nose to him a second time that
night.
"I take it that I'm staying." Vegita responded. "That's fine by me. I
guess I'll be sleeping here tonight."
"What!!!"
"Oh and I'd ask you to move over but there's plenty of space seeing that
you lack any girth." With that Vegita slipped into the bed and put the
covers over himself. His back was towards a fuming cross-armed Bulma.
Vegita allowed a wicked sort of grin to paint itself across his face.
Knowing he had gotten the best of her was pure delight.
A/N
The people we meet and the common themes:
12 Some weirdo unsubstantiated excuse to get Vegita and Bulma in the same
bed.
11 Bulma the I was scared but now I am not Bulma
10 Bulma the I can scream Vegita's ears off Bulma
9 Vegita the arrogant SOB smirker always smirking
8 The Gravity Machine. Why is it always about the Gravity Machine?
7 WOMAN!
6 Yamcha the cheater
5 Vegita the I know Yamcha is cheating Vegita
4 Vegita's caricaturized lust for Bulma
3 Bulma the fiery Sass girl Bulma
2 Bulma and Vegita the nutcase arguers.
1 Bulma's Beauty. She is always thin and beautiful. But now, she is just
beautiful without the unpleasantness of being horrendously skinny.
Disclaimer for this chapter:
This is not an attack on heavier people or skinnier people or the mediumier
people. There are struggles and such that we all go through no matter what
size we are. There are stereotypes and expectations for each "type" of
person out there.
I just find it ridiculous that people think that only skinny people should
be wanted. To tell you the truth Bulma looks more athletic than skinny on
the anime anyhoo. Going out with someone because he or she is skinny is
like going out with someone just because he or she has red hair or black
hair or anything else.
Hoped you enjoyed the read.
By Zukone
Chapter 1: You're Jiggling Baby
Bulma was in her nightgown gaping at him because of his entrance. He stood
there just as entranced as she was. He could almost see right through her
nightdress and it left little to the imagination the way it hugged all her
curves.
He took in a deep breath, hoping it would go unnoticed by the lovely 250-
someoddpound vision before him.
How dare she taunt him with her tender rolls of flesh? She sauntered over
to him jiggling all that jelly. Her arms wiggled and her legs wobbled. He
was ravenous and wanted her so bad. He daren't look down. It was all he
could do to stop from taking her right then. It was a good thing he didn't
see her belly or he feared it would be over for him; she would know that
which he struggled so hard to keep hidden from her.
He had further been paralyzed when the bounding beauty stopped right before
him and slowly pointed her pudgy squat finger to his chest and poked him.
What was she going to do? Did she understand that pointing to his chest
like that was similar to giving him a ki blast in the heart?
A tiny breath escaped him again. "What do you want?" she said plainly.
Her triple chin sloshed around as she spoke. The words she spoke finally
sunk in and snapping him out of his reverie.
He recovered quick enough and put up his usual front. "Woman you need to
make some adjustments to the gravity machine!"
"Well what adjustments?" she hollered, "And you don't have to YELL!"
"I do as I please WOMAN."
"And so do I." She huffed and shuffled away from him.
Vegita's eyes widened as she walked over to the bed and promptly plopped
herself on it backwards. What the... did she even know what she was doing.
She couldn't have known she was teasing him like that. It was bad enough
he had the enticing vision of her dancing in all her glory still going
through his head thanks to Yamcha. Now she was openly mocking him. All
but showing him what he couldn't have. His eyes wandered thinking to
himself. A woman like that.... had soooooooo much to offer him.
"I'm going to bed." She said throwing the sheets over her voluptuous form.
"You can leave the way you came."
Vegita recovered from his own wandering thoughts when he realized that she
just tried to brush him off -tried to dismiss him. Vegita would allow no
more of it. "What about my machine?" he demanded.
"It can fix itself."
"Woman! You'll fix that machine now!"
Bulma sat up in her bed and stuck her nose in the air, "or what?"
"Or... Or.." Vegeta paused and then slowly formed a smirk on his face "or
else I don't leave."
"You wouldn't" Bulma asked incredulous.
Vegita took a threatening step forward with a glint of mischief in his
eyes. "Oh wouldn't I?"
"N.. no." Bulma uttered while grabbing her sheet and bringing up to her
chest, "You wouldn't" she tried to convince more herself than anything.
"Oh yes" Vegita smirked, "I would."
Terrified Bulma shuttered as he leaned closer to her. When he was close
enough she screamed for her life "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
"Ah woman stop screeching" Vegita said all but falling backwards and
grasping his ears to cover them.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH" Bulma continued. "Help! Someone Help.. Vegita is
trying to rape beautiful ole me. Help RAPIST... RAPIST! RA..."
In an instant Vegita had his hand over her mouth. "I said SHUT UPPP"
Bulma struggled to uncover her face so she could breathe but all she could
do was stare across at those dark unforgiving obsidian eyes.
"What are you crazy? Why would I want to rape you!?!" he blurted whilst he
slowly removed his hand from over her mouth.
Bulma breathed something ragged before replying.
"Well, I'm not dumb." She huffed.
Vegita's eyes widened in shock again. There was no way she knew of his
secret obsession.
"A beautiful woman like me isn't safe around any man. Most are dying to
get me in bed." She explained.
"Hah. That's a laugh." Vegita snorted relieved.
"Well, I don't see any women running to you." Bulma said with more
boldness.
"Whatever. Why don't you just shut up? I already informed you that I have
no intentions of raping you so would you just shut your trap."
"Oh I see. I hit a sore spot. Teeeny weeny Vegita is having a hard time
getting the ladies while I have all the men falling at my feet." Bulma
mocked sending her flab into jiggly fits. "Listen, Vegeta, if you beg
nicely maybe a girl will give you the time of day. I can't promise much
more than that."
Outraged Vegeta brought his face dangerously close to hers.. "If anything"
he said nice and slowly, "you should be begging me, the prince of all
Sayan's, for the time of day because..." he paused knowing that he was
going to cross the line with what he was going to say next, "...no one in
his right mind would want just another skinny little bit...'
Bulma slapped him in the face with all her might causing him to stop before
he finished,
"ch!" he ended
She screeched right in his ears.. "How DARE YOU!"
"Shut up. Woman your voice is burning holes in my eardrums!"
"You liar. You're just jealous"
"Of what.. skin and bones. I do say, where's the beef? No wonder Yamcha's
getting his else where. There's nothing to grab onto when he's with you."
Bulma started to weaken as he continued and her eyes got red.
"But don't worry. If you beg me nicely" Vegita smirked at her, "I'll play
nice .. even if you are skinny."
"I.. I'm not skinny." Bulma said unsure.
"You keep telling yourself that." Vegita said still holding onto that
trademark smirk
"I'm Phat and you know it!" She said defiantly while whipping a tear from
her eye. How could he say that to her? How could he? She worked so hard
to maintain her figure for him to yell that to her. It was a sensitive
issue to say the least.
Vegita approached her and she backed away in disgust. "Get out," she
spewed.
"Woman, you didn't hear me from before, now did you?"
Bulma looked at him unbelieving.
"I'm staying till you decide to fix my machine." He stated matter-of-
factly.
Bulma crossed her arms and turned up her nose to him a second time that
night.
"I take it that I'm staying." Vegita responded. "That's fine by me. I
guess I'll be sleeping here tonight."
"What!!!"
"Oh and I'd ask you to move over but there's plenty of space seeing that
you lack any girth." With that Vegita slipped into the bed and put the
covers over himself. His back was towards a fuming cross-armed Bulma.
Vegita allowed a wicked sort of grin to paint itself across his face.
Knowing he had gotten the best of her was pure delight.
A/N
The people we meet and the common themes:
12 Some weirdo unsubstantiated excuse to get Vegita and Bulma in the same
bed.
11 Bulma the I was scared but now I am not Bulma
10 Bulma the I can scream Vegita's ears off Bulma
9 Vegita the arrogant SOB smirker always smirking
8 The Gravity Machine. Why is it always about the Gravity Machine?
7 WOMAN!
6 Yamcha the cheater
5 Vegita the I know Yamcha is cheating Vegita
4 Vegita's caricaturized lust for Bulma
3 Bulma the fiery Sass girl Bulma
2 Bulma and Vegita the nutcase arguers.
1 Bulma's Beauty. She is always thin and beautiful. But now, she is just
beautiful without the unpleasantness of being horrendously skinny.
Disclaimer for this chapter:
This is not an attack on heavier people or skinnier people or the mediumier
people. There are struggles and such that we all go through no matter what
size we are. There are stereotypes and expectations for each "type" of
person out there.
I just find it ridiculous that people think that only skinny people should
be wanted. To tell you the truth Bulma looks more athletic than skinny on
the anime anyhoo. Going out with someone because he or she is skinny is
like going out with someone just because he or she has red hair or black
hair or anything else.
Hoped you enjoyed the read.