Bulma forced three tubes inside of ChiChi's mouth,her stomach stretching incredibly fast. Her thighs grew larger and fatter,same going for her breasts.“Am I fat?”ChiChi asks with a few tears pricking her eyes.
Bulma shook her head as she cooked for her friend who slept and lived in the basement. Fixing up her a plate,she handed it to Chichi.“You aren’t fat. You have a long way to go before you get fat.”She tells her, flashing her a small smile before heading upstairs.
ChiChi nods and began eating her fill for that morning,knowing that by dinner she will be getting a humongous buffet. If only she knew what Bulma’s plans for her were.
