Chi-Chi's Hidden Power

(Dragonball/Commission)

Poor Chi-Chi had been feeling extremely disheartened these days, and it was for good reason indeed. Her husband, bless him and his beautifully pure heart, had gone off to train with some kid again. It was almost as if training, the act of becoming strong, was the only thing that genuinely mattered to him.

Chi-Chi had been married to Son Goku for over twenty years, yet to this day she still struggled to wrap her mind around him and the way his brain operated in contrast to her own. In one way, she could understand his intent to keep training. Earth seemed to have a bad habit of being threatened by intergalatic super-powers again and again and again. There needed to be SOMEONE who was strong enough to protect this big, blue sphere, after all. Yet it stung like nothing else to know that he had gone off and made this choice without consulting her, his own WIFE, first and foremost.

After the fateful day the Saiyans first appeared, that man had spent the majority of his free time flying around and fighting off aliens, lying wounded in a hospital bed, or being DEAD. As soon as he is given his chance to come back to life, he doesn't decide to give up a life of combat and settle down all nice and comfy besides his still so very attractive wife. Nope, he keeps fighting anyway, even though it was bound to get him killed and stuck in the afterlife even longer. Chi-Chi had wept so much over Goku that her tear-ducts had basically dried up. She didn't cry on the day when he left for what was probably the third or fourth time. She simply let out a despondent sigh and took to liquor, like what Bulma did when Vegeta holed himself up in his anti-gravity chamber for a month and a half straight. Being the human wife of a Saiyan was no easy task.

Then there were Chi-Chi's boys. Her precious, sweet, adorable, innocent boys. They were going to grow up into much more responsible men with her watching over them. Son Gohan had participated in a few of his father's endeavors, much to Chi-Chi's infinite chargin, but he managed to keep his priorities straight and focused on his studies in the end. Now Gohan was a teacher at a prestigious high school and he had a family of his own to care for. Son Goten was still bumming around, going from odd job to odd job while he tried to 'discover himself', but he wasn't getting into fights with extraterrestrials or firing massive beams of energy from his hands with reckless abandon. Chi-Chi was miles prouder of the two of them than she was of Goku.

Two out of three successes was certainly not bad. However, no matter which way she thought about it, she was still left with a heavy sort of emptiness in her heart. She didn't know where it came from or why it was there, but she had a suspicion that she was feeling 'left out' from her family's activities. Whenever danger arose, her husband and her two sons were some of the first to rise to the challenge. They were some of the only living beings on Earth with enough power to fight off the villains that typically chose to put humanity in danger. Chi-Chi wished she could do more to help them. This was her family, the three men most precious in her entire life, and yet she couldn't do so much as lift a finger to help. She was too weak. She was human, after all, and she had never undergone the sort of training that Krillin, Tien or Yamcha did, but even they were typically considered 'not strong enough' to handle the more recent dangers. Chi-Chi would never, ever be able to compare. She didn't even have a way to help her sons or her husband when they were hurt, as they often relied on these magical beans given by God himself instead. It was probably foolish of her to feel so downtrodden over something so minor, but she couldn't help herself. If she had the seven Dragon Balls themselves within her possession, she would have gladly made the wish to be strong enough to fight alongside the rest of her family.

Chi-Chi was wallowing in her own self-pity and a bottle of red champagne when she suddenly heard a knock on the door. She scurried to go and answer it, making sure that she took the precuation to ocnceal the alcohol first. When she opened the door, Chi-Chi was almost ready to throw out a punch at first sight. Yet it was not her deserting husband nor was it that grouchy Saiyan prince searching for him. It was someone else entirely different. She had only met him once, and she had never exchanged a word with him directly, but she believed that his name was supposed to be Whis. He was supposed to be an angel or something, an attendent to the 'God of Destruction' that had crashed a party of theirs once a while back. He was also kind of an oddball.

"Hello there, my dear. I believe your name is Chi-Chi, isn't it? I was sent here by Lord Beerus to inquire if Son Goku would happen to be home today." Whis smiled.

"No, he's not here. Goku hasn't been at this house for a long time. I have no idea where he is." Every word that Chi-Chi spoke made it feel like a proverbial knife was being buried deeper and deeper into her heart.

"Ah, is that so? What a shame. Well, I'll keep looking then." Whis could have easily searched for Goku through ki, but he felt like taking his time with this particular job today.

Chi-Chi watched him walk away. Before he could teleport off, however, she spoke up. There was something blossoming inside of her. Something inside her bosom that felt hot and uncomfortable, almost like anger, but she didn't quite know just yet. "Wait. You're, uh, Whis, right? And you're pretty strong, aren't you?"

Whis glanced at her from over his shoulder. "Yes? That's all true."

"What did you want my husband for?" Chi-Chi asked, trying to keep herself from trembling so much.

"So that Lord Beerus can fight him, of course." Whis replied.

Chi-Chi grit her teeth. "That's it, huh? For another stupid fight?"

"Martial arts is more than just fighting, my dear-"

Chi-Chi didn't stand still any longer. She stormed straight at Whis with her hands curled into tight fists. Whis didn't so much as make a move to protect himself. He already knew that a regular human's punch would feel like less than the brushing of a gnat's wing on his cheek. However, Chi-Chi did not punch him. Almost like a balloon deflating, all of the frustration building up inside expelled itself at once, and Chi-Chi dropped to her knees in front of him.

"Are you alright, my dear?" Whis asked her.

"I..." Chi-Chi sniffled a little. "I don't know...I can't stand feeling so powerless anymore...I know it's just how things are, and I'd never be able to match up to someone with Saiyan blood, but...but I can't stand all of the fighting they put themselves through...while I have no way of helping them like I want to..."

"Oh, you poor dear. So you want to be able to be strong, is that it? Strong enough to fight enemies of a Saiyan's caliber?"

"...Yes..." Chi-Chi bowed her head before the almighty being. It didn't go amiss to her that she must have looked utterly foolish this way. Yet she was so overwhelmed in her own emotions that she couldn't help it. She wanted to do this for the sake of connecting with her family again.

Whis sighed out loud. He looked back and forth, as if he thought someone might have been watching him. Then he reached down and gently patted Chi-Chi atop her hair-bun.

"Stand up, human. You are far beyond your youthful years and there even seems to be several gray hairs threatening to pop out on your head-"

"Hey!" Chi-Chi felt a surge of that old fire shooting back up again. The glare in her eyes was enough to make Whis himself take pause. Yes, the angel mused, this one would actually benefit a great deal from some training. She had inner-strength she wasn't fully aware of.

"Yet you still wish to be able to contend with strong enemies and prove your worth in the battlefield."

"I only want to be able to fight so I can protect my husband and sons!"

"Yes, yes, that's all fine too. Lord Beerus might be a tad upset with me choosing to help a human rather than fetching him his sparring partner, but I suppose he'll forgive me when he finds out what a special lovely YOUNG lady I've found here today."

"You already blew your chance, bucko. Get on with it. Tell me what I have to do." To go from begging him for help to refusing to entertain his teasing antics, Chi-Chi didn't care if she was being difficult to deal with. No one, not even a deity that existed beyond this measly mortal realm, would be able to get away implying she was 'old' to her face.

"Alright, alright. Please, do not give me such a dark expression. It reminds me of my master upon learning that we're out of pudding." Whis shook his head. He was letting himself get distracted again. "I think what we'll have to do is rely on an old training method that has not been used by any single being in this universe for the past one hundred thousand and fifty five years. It might sound bad, but even though that's the case, it did have its supporters back then. It had proved to yield some very impressive results for those that followed this training method's numerous edicts with extreme dedication. The only issue are the edicts themselves."

"What are you getting at?" Chi-Chi barked, her patience already wearing thin.

"I'm saying that you might not like what you would have to do to achieve the power you're seeking."

"And what do I have to do?" Chi-Chi raised an eyebrow. "You better not say something like I have to give you my social security number or sign off the ownership of my house to you! Because I don't care what kind of God you work for, I will-"

"You need to gain weight, my dear." Whis interjected.

Chi-Chi opened her mouth to say something else, but her jaw went slack as Whis' words hit her like a sack of bricks. "I...I have to...what? Excuse me?"

"I told you that you wouldn't like it. It's odd, I know-"

"It's EXTREMELY odd!"

"But I believe that you can do it. It's not just eating to get large, my dear. You must learn to focus that anger of yours, that sprightly mortal-level anger of yours, and figure out how to be able to concentrate it into pure power. Then you can begin to use your new weight and wield it as power too. Does that not make the simplest of sense?"

"It doesn't make much sense at all!" Chi-Chi was already starting to suffer a migraine, and now she regretted ever asking for this angel's help in the first place.

Whis, however, had already taken a strong interest in Chi-Chi. He thought it would be amusing, highly amusing indeed, to aid her with her pursuits. He did not think that Lord Beerus would mind if he took a few months, maybe even a few years, to work alongside this 'young and well-mannered lady'. He would probably be amused as a God of Destruction to see what sort of power could be summoned from a human being that underwent this sort of ancient training. Chi-Chi wasn't even close to being on the same level as either of those Saiyans or even some of the other ki-wielding humans that Whis had met. However, that didn't mean that she was hopeless, or else Whis would never have brought up the training plan to begin with. He could sense it stirring within her. It was waiting to come out. It had spent so many years lying dormant and ignored, it seemed like it would never get its chance. Chi-Chi's 'true' power. The power that had allowed her to be able to procreate with a man of Son Goku's caliber and produce such powerful offspring in the first place. It wasn't just a coincidence that Son Gohan and Son Goten had been able to achieve their 'Super Saiyan' state so easily, after all.

"I wonder if you'd be okay with me staying here for a while to aid you. I'd have to make sure that it goes well, of course. We wouldn't want things to end up turning astray and you just become fat without any new strength to speak of!"

Chi-Chi wondered if this was similar to how Goku recruited people to train with him. Of course he wasn't likely half as eloquent. Whis smiled at her. Chi-Chi felt like she couldn't bring herself to actually trust him, but she was also desperate enough to take his words to heart.

"Fine, if you think that you can actually help me with this, but don't you dare try to put the moves on me! Goku might not be around, but I'm still a devoted, married woman!"

"Don't worry about me. I have no physical interest in mortal women. You wouldn't have to worry about me in the slightest."

Chi-Chi supposed that that made a lot of sense. She accepted Whis' help, for better or for worse. If she couldn't use the Dragon Balls to make her wish, she might as well rely on the help of an angel. Spontaneous though their relationship might have been, Whis and Chi-Chi were willing to put in the effort necessary to keep things working well between them. To a point, of course. Chi-Chi wasn't about to let herself be some angel's plaything, so she intended to keep a close and careful watch on him throughout her training. Whis had no intent to trick the human woman. He only wished to help...and because he thought it would be quite amusing. He would have to rely the whole thing to Lord Beerus and see him get a kick out of it later.

Chi-Chi still lived alone in her little house in the mountains. It was such a nice place, left to her by her father, so she had no reason to get rid of it and she wasn't the biggest fan of all the hustle and bustle of the city. Since she resided in such a secluded area, it made it much, much easier for her to get away with this kind of training in the first place. Gohan visited from time to time, but with his work picking up, he could barely even afford a daily phone-call. Chi-Chi didn't want anyone, not even her own children, to risk interrupting her training.

Whis was able to create food out of thin air. It was rather incredible that he had such a power, even though he claimed it was a very 'meager one' at best. Chi-Chi didn't really question why he chose not to wield that power to help end world hunger. It was likely he had no interest in doing so, and only wished to help keep Chi-Chi fed for his own amusement. Well, whatever. The mother of two didn't intend to start further arguments with the odd angel. She needed his help to become strong and that was that.

"So you're going to need to make sure you pace yourself, my dear. If you try to overeat all the time, the only thing you'll accomplish is making yourself ill!"

"I've never been a big eater." Chi-Chi admitted. "I was usually more focused on keeping my husband and sons fed rather than myself. Having any amount of Saiyan blood in you gives you a ridiculous appetite, I guess."

"Well, you need to get over that and start eating like YOU were a Saiyan...in moderation, of course. Don't push yourself past the limits that you can handle if you can help it."

"This is seeming more and more ridiculous by the second."

"Trust me, you'll be more than impressed with the results when we're through."

Chi-Chi did whatever she could to try and stick to Whis' instructions to a T. She had never done any sort of real training before, so this was rather difficult for her to accomplish at first. Eating so much food, taking short breaks in between, meditating for long stretches of the day while there was still so much cooking and cleaning to do, exercising to insure her muscles didn't atrophy. It was a lot of exhausting, time-consuming and absolutely disdainful drudgery. The first few weeks of training were tough on her, both mentally and physically. Her stomach felt like it was going to explode every time she retired for bed at day's end. She had to eat a lot of meat for the protein, and then there were the vegetables and fruits she was expected to down by the barrel. Upon seeing Chi-Chi adapt to the training on her own, Whis had left to return to whatever world he had fluttered down from. He popped in now and then to inspect the human woman's progress. He kept on encouraging her during the times when Chi-Chi felt most despondent.

"Trust me, I have all of the proof you'd ever need that this method works. It simply hasn't been used in a very long time. Do you still not believe me?"

Chi-Chi scarfed down a large piece of bread lathered in jam. "No, I - MMPH - I believe you...really...I dunno why, but I believe you..."

Whis smiled. "That's very wonderful to hear. Keep up the good work, madam, and you shall soon be ready to put your new strength to action! Just, um, give it a year or two. Humans have a slower growth rate than other species, after all."

The next year and a half went on by with Chi-Chi gorging herself every morning, noon and night. Gohan and Goten were smart enough to hold their tongues about their mother's weight gain. They didn't say anything even when her stomach started to take on a concerning, globular shape. Goku never returned from his own training to pay her a visit. Chi-Chi ate even faster when she thought about that frustrating little fact, and the food did seem to help calm her nerves when that old hellish anger of hers started riling up. It sped up her inevitable gain all the more.

After nearly two years, Chi-Chi had developed into a fairly large woman. Over 250 pounds in fact. It showed all over her body, from the plumpness of her new double-chin, to the bulging width of her arms and thighs, to the flabby pot-belly that had already torn her favorite belt in two. Her breasts were a little bigger and she had new rolls on her back, thighs, hips, everywhere really. Patches of adipose sprouted and prospered in droves, all thanks to her wild eating habits. She didn't look all that imposing on the outside, and that was likely part of the intended effect of her new girth. There was a great deal more power, and flab, hidden within her right now that no opponent would suspect until it was already too late for them.

Chi-Chi gazed at her own reflection one morning after hitting a full 258 pounds. She knew, she just somehow knew, that she was more powerful than she'd ever imagined she could be before. She touched her stomach and watched as her plump fingers sank deep into the skin. She began to move said fingers first in circles, then from side to side, and finally up and down. Her belly was soft. Extremely so. It certainly wasn't uncomfortable, though. A few more minutes were spent idly playing with the flab of her abdomen. Chi-Chi turned around to get a better look at her backside as well. Yep, just as chunky as she had envisioned it. Hard to believe she would be accepting of letting herself go like this at her age, but there was so much more to it than that, and Chi-Chi could feel it.

She didn't know how to explain it herself, of course, but she could MOST DEFINITELY feel it deep inside her. There was legitimate power to be found in this bulky body of hers. Chi-Chi gave her butt a pat and saw how it jiggled. She smirked to herself, wondering how Goku might respond to seeing her this way...if he ever came back, that is...

"Well, this is a surprise! You got even bigger than I anticipated!" Whis suddenly walked into the bedroom.

Chi-Chi screeched out of surprise. "W-What the hell do you think you're doing? Get out of here! I'm barely even dressed!"

"Like I said before, I'm not interested in human women in that way."

"That doesn't matter! Just get out of here! I'll crack your head WIDE OPEN if you stare at me for one more second, bucko!"

Whis waited in the kitchen until Chi-Chi had finished getting herself dressed for the day. Due to her new size, she couldn't wear the same outfits that she used to. They would have burst apart on her if she so much as bent over a tad too far. Thus, today was a day where she chose to wear some loose-fitting violet robes she had lying around from her first pregnancy. They were snug, but not as snug as the rest of her attire. She glared at Whis upon entering the kitchen. If looks could have killed, her scowl alone would have been the equivalent of dropping an atom bomb on top of the angel's head.

"So what's going on here?" Chi-Chi asked. "Why did you come and barge your way into my house again?"

"I'm here to give you your first test. You've been training very hard, my dear, so I think it's time you put your new powers in actual combat to prove what you can do!"

"Combat, huh?" Chi-Chi had been eating and exercising so much, she'd almost forgotten that all of this was being done for the sake of fighting bad guys alongside her family. "But I've barely even practiced throwing a punch all of this time! Oh, I've taken to focusing and meditating plenty of times, but where does the actual fighting come into play?"

"You don't need to know how to throw punches! Well, okay, you DO need to know how to throw punches, but I already assume you are more than capable of doing that already. Am I correct about that?"

Chi-Chi's chubby cheeks lit up, a faint blush creeping along them. She had been the one who trained Goten while Gohan went to school, after all. She'd already known the basics of martial arts and then some. Her complaining about it to Whis had been unnecessary, true.

"See that? You already have an advantage! You have both the skills AND the body to win! That's why it's time for you to fight and show off the power you've honed with such dedication this past year and a half!"

"I do feel more powerful, but I don't know HOW. It's really very strange." Chi-Chi stared down at her own plump palms, opening and closing her hands several times.

"You'll understand it. You just need to get into a fight first. Come outside. I have an opponent prepared."

"What? Already?"

Whis led Chi-Chi outside. She tried to follow after him, but she kept running into a very prominent discomfort around her rear-end. She tried not to make it look like she was obviously struggling, but she was still obviously struggling. Once or twice she had to completely stop waddling to tug her robes out of a fold or a crease. Whis snickered to himself while casting a glance at her.

"Having trouble with your underwear, perhaps?"

"Be quiet, you!" Chi-Chi wanted to use the angel as the punching bag to test her powers. It would have been quite cathartic, that's for sure.

However, the one that Chi-Chi was supposed to strike was none other than Nappa the (formerly) dead Saiyan warrior. He was clearly unsure of what was going on, where he was, what forces had brought him back to life, or what he was supposed to do. Yet he saw Chi-Chi standing in front of him and apparently the only thing he could think to do was hurl himself at her with his fists ready. Chi-Chi yelped. She took a quick side-step to the right. Nappa, who should have been far, far faster than a regular human, failed to land his strike. The large man was flabbergasted. Chi-Chi was, too. She hadn't expected she could move so fast, and at her size no less. The only one who didn't seem shocked was Whis, who called out to Chi-Chi to help explain it to her.

"You have been doing all of that focusing and meditating, my dear, to better loosen the 'restraints' that come with having a human body. Your mind can no longer hold you back like it might have before. Come on, keep showing me what you've got! Our friend Nappa won't wait around for you!"

Whis wasn't lying, as Nappa was quick to pull himself together and throw another punch for Chi-Chi's head. Chi-Chi reached up and caught the fist before it made contact with her face. Nappa attempted to use his other fist. Chi-Chi caught that one as well, and she did it faster than what her brain should have been capable of processing. Chi-Chi's jaw dropped, her double-chin jiggling. The power she had was something else, truly incredible.

"How could someone like you stop me? You're a human! A fat human! You're so weak, I should be able to pop you like a pimple!" Nappa complained.

"Yet you haven't achieved anything like that yet. Isn't that strange? Are you sure you're as strong as you think you are?" Chi-Chi asked him.

"Damn it! Don't mock me, fatass!"

Nappa attempted to pull his hands away, but Chi-Chi's grip on them was unbreakable. It went without saying that his legs weren't going to be much help either if he couldn't do anything with his fists. Nappa opened his mouth instead. Chi-Chi was able to stare deep into the Saiyan's throat...and she could see that something was starting to glow...

"Oh, you better watch out for that one!" Whis called.

Chi-Chi didn't know what was about to happen, she couldn't even comprehend it, but she could tell it wasn't going to be good for her if she didn't do something fast. Chi-Chi's stomach started rumbling, her nerves getting the better of her. This bubbling discomfort started to rise upwards before too long. Chi-Chi felt it worm its way up the length of her throat. She thought it was supposed to be a belch. Since burping didn't seem necessarily appropriate for the time being, Chi-Chi tried to withhold it. However, she could only do so for so long. Chi-Chi's mouth flew open as wide as it could go.

"BWOOOORRRRUUUURPPP!"

What came out was not gas, however, but rather a powerful beam of highly-concentrated energy instead. In similar vein to what Nappa had been about to do. Nappa was thrown backwards, smoke billowing off of his large body. Chi-Chi stumbled as well. She had witnessed her husband, her sons, and many other people within their circle of friends launch these balls of energy from their hands before. Apparently it was possible to fire it out of your mouth too. How that didn't completely sear her throat and burn it through was lost to her.

"Did I really do that just now?"

"Oh, you developed it faster than I thought you would! You continue to impress me, human woman!" Whis laughed out loud.

Nappa laid mostly prone on the ground. Apart from the occasional spasm of pain, he didn't show any other signs of moving. Chi-Chi wondered if she had really hurt him so badly. He was a Saiyan, so he had to have been far tougher than the average human. Whis waved his hand through the air and whisked Nappa away in an instant. Chi-Chi didn't notice this happen, as she was too busy exploring more of her own body. When she squeezed her biceps, she could feel nothing but soft, yielding flab, and yet somehow she had enough muscle concealed inside to catch that brute's punches with ease. Similar could be said about her legs, which had helped her avoid being struck when it seemed impossible otherwise. That energy blast from her mouth hadn't been something she'd ever done before either. Chi-Chi wondered what other powers were still lingering within her, waiting to be used.

Whis brought in another opponent for Chi-Chi to fight, one that he ensured her was 'much, much stronger'. He certainly looked stronger, given his odd purple skin, bulky armor and horn-like protrusions on his head. His name was Captain Ginyu, and he had once been an opponent of Goku's and Gohan's. Instead of charging straight ahead like Nappa had, Captain Ginyu fired off a volley of energy balls from his hands. Chi-Chi didn't know what to do. They were coming in faster than she believed she could dodge them. Yet an idea came to her at the very last available second. If she could withstand launching a beam OUT of her mouth, then maybe she could...!

Chi-Chi opened her mouth as wide as possible. She didn't try to step away or put up her arms to protect herself. Instead, she swallowed the spheres themselves. Every single one of them disappeared into her throat and settled into her belly. Ginyu was struck dumb by this. Chi-Chi moaned a little, bringing her plump hands onto her stomach and rubbing it softly. Her belly bloated out somewhat, looking quite filled by its new contents. She didn't know if she should try to spit them up again or do something else. After a few seconds, though, the pain subsided, and that was a great relief to her. Chi-Chi looked down at her belly. It stuck out so far that it concealed the view of her feet. A mere breath was enough to make her gut jiggle. Seriously, how much bigger could she possibly become after this?

Ginyu decided to attack the mother head on now. He closed the gap and threw a couple of punches. Chi-Chi avoided the first few, but then one of them struck her shoulder and she yelped out in pain. That had hurt so bad that it felt like her entire arm had been dislodged in an instant. Now she was starting to get pissed off.

"Don't fight your anger, my dear! Give into it! Let it pull out more power from inside of you! That was what the meditation was all about! So you can become truly, purely angry!" Whis called out his instructions to her.

Chi-Chi didn't need to be told to not resist her increasing frustration. She NEVER did, after all, and that was how she managed to handle being a mother, as well as a wife, to a gaggle of Saiyans in the first place. Chi-Chi's entire body became enveloped within an overwhelmingly bright glow. Ginyu took a few steps back. The first thing he took notice of was Chi-Chi's stomach, and how it was undoubtedly growing larger by the second. Her belly rolled further and further until it was able to graze against her knees. Chi-Chi's arms and legs filled out with even more flab than before. Her whole body grew twice as wide. If she were to step onto a scale at this moment, she would have found herself to be over 400, 500, even nearing 600 whole pounds, an incredibly balanced mix between muscle and meat. Chi-Chi's cherubic face quivered as the heat of her rage sent shock-waves throughout her body. Whis let out a low whistle. This was looking good.

"Don't...you dare...look down...on the Ginyu Force!"

"You guys could barely handle my husband before he became a Super Saiyan, and now even that's been outdated! Don't make me laugh!" Chi-Chi bellowed back at him.

"You...you...you FAT BIIIIITCH!" 

Captain Ginyu tried to strike Chi-Chi again. His punch landed directly on her stomach. However, with all of the new padding, Chi-Chi was barely even fazed by it. The former captain of the Ginyu Force might as well have given her a harmless poke. Ginyu launched a flurry of blows. None of them did any damage. Chi-Chi was so fat that she could deflect the strikes without having to move. She didn't choose to stand still. She wanted to move away, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. In truth, her speed overall had been greatly hampered by her weight. She was so fat that she didn't feel like she could take more than a few steps without tiring out. Yet she felt more powerful than ever before at the very same time. That power was situated more so in her upper limbs rather than her lower extremities. Chi-Chi reared her arm back and clenched her fist. Her whole body was rippling with fat, with strength.

Ginyu's face clenched up tight, him personally lamenting on how badly he had messed up in this fight. Chi-Chi's punch shattered his nose, broke several of his teeth, and sent him reeling backwards. Whis stepped aside as Ginyu tumbled past him.

"You didn't have to hit him quite that hard." Whis said.

"S-Sorry...ugh...my whole body is...so heavy..." Chi-Chi grunted. Sweat was rolling down her face. Was this how it felt for Goku, or for Vegeta, or even for Gohan when they had so much strength to wield? Granted, they didn't have to deal with this kind of obesity, but to have so much might inside of you all at one time was exhausting on the muscles and bones. Chi-Chi really wanted to sit down, or at least revert back to where she was a little less fat. Yet Whis didn't seem to want to give the woman any chance to rest. He raised his staff and dispelled Ginyu from existence.

"I still have another opponent for you to fight, dear. The last one I promise."

"I'm...so...so big...ooohh..." Chi-Chi couldn't stop touching herself. Her chest, her humongous belly, her generously-sized rear, she couldn't believe she was such a porker right now. She was so very glad that none of her friends or family could see her right now like this. The robes she had been wearing were starting to become tight on her figure too. They weren't going to last for very long.

"Yes, yes, you're quite impressive, but don't forget that you still have even BIGGER to become! This is going to be the culmination of everything you've done so far in these past two years, my dear. You will be able to bring out your true power! Won't that be exciting?"

"Who do I have to fight now? I've never seen either of those two before in my life!"

"Hmm, I suppose not, though the latter did do some serious damage to your husband and son. Well, then I'll make sure your last opponent is one you have every reason to get angry against."

Whis' staff proceeded to shimmer again. Chi-Chi kept playing with her gut the whole time. Keeping her hands off of this much mass, it was harder to do than one would have thought. She dipped her fingers down into the lower sections of her gut, where it was most flabby. She saw them go so far inside that it was like her whole hands were being swallowed up. Chi-Chi hoped she could actually fit through her own house's front door after all of this was said and done.

"How about this one? I'm sure you know him well from your past!"

The last enemy to materialize before Chi-Chi was none other than Cell. She recognized him immediately as the monster that had killed her husband and harmed her son, nearly murdering him as well. Chi-Chi's vision went blood-red as those horrid memories came rushing back to her. That terrible day of loss. Chi-Chi couldn't stand still.

"Oh, I think I recognize you. You're Chi-Chi, aren't you?" Cell sneered. "I think I remember you from Son Goku's information...you're his wife...and I happen to have Goku's cells inside of me...I wonder if that means you would be MY wife as well? Heh heh heh."

Chi-Chi didn't respond. Words couldn't hope to accurately express how badly she wanted to snap this bastard's neck. She was the one to make the first move this time around. She punched Cell directly into the face. The green android smirked back at her. Chi-Chi gasped, but pulled herself together a half-second later to try and attack again. The two of them began exchanging punches. Cell wasn't hurting Chi-Chi too much, but at the same time she was barely able to hurt him either. They were basically stuck in the midst of a standstill. That is, until Cell fired off a beam of energy straight into Chi-Chi's stomach. The heavyset matriarch of the Son family found herself taking unintended flight through the air. The world itself turned upside only briefly before she landed into a pile of rocks nearby. Cell laughed at her apparent 'defeat'.

"You truly are pathetic, aren't you? Just like Son Goku! Just like Son Gohan! No being in this entire world could ever hope to defeat me! I am PERFECT after all! Perfect! Perfect! Absolutely perfect!"

Chi-Chi rolled off of the rocks. Her whole body hurt but she was still alive, the latter of which wouldn't have been so if she had been any weaker than she currently was. She stood up, a little shaky but able to keep going. Cell powered up another beam of energy. This one was much larger. So large that it could easily wipe out Chi-Chi, her home, and the entire mountain itself in one fell swoop. Chi-Chi, meanwhile, was powering up on her own. A single look at Cell's stinking, cocky face was enough to make her heart throb with irritation. She had watched him torment her husband and her son on live television. Then afterwards she heard further horror stories about how he had pushed her precious darling Gohan to the brink of despair. Goku had sacrificed himself to get rid of Cell, except that the monster had still come back and tried to kill Gohan one last time in revenge. Cell had torn her family apart and had tried to take her son away from her after having succeeded in doing so with her husband. Chi-Chi's blood literally boiled inside of her veins. She wasn't going to let him kill her too.

"I'm..." Chi-Chi took a deep breath, even though she was shaking so badly, "I'm going to KICK your ASS!"

Cell laughed, believing his victory secure, as he hurled the massive sphere of death at Chi-Chi. In response to this, Chi-Chi grew ever larger. Now her true power was coming out in full force. Her belly fell so far that it was able to touch the ground if she leaned far enough. Her arms and legs were compounded with so much blubber that even flexing them would leave her panting after a few seconds. Rolls were stacked on top of rolls stacked on top of even more rolls. Chi-Chi's robes split open down the middle and more of her fat spilled out. In her Legendary SSBBW form, Chi-Chi had gone beyond the realms of normalcy for weight gain. No human woman could be half as large as her and still be standing or possibly even stay alive without a great deal of medical interference. Chi-Chi currently stood at an incredible half-ton, 1000 pounds. Chi-Chi felt like she could take on Cell, though. Legitimately so. She opened her mouth to its fullest width, to the point where her own flabby cheeks ached. The death sphere rolled towards her. Chi-Chi inhaled.

"Oh my..." Whis had thought that Chi-Chi would attempt to grab the sphere or blast it away with her own attack, but instead she was trying to EAT it.

Chi-Chi swallowed the death sphere whole. Her stomach bulged out so much, she looked like some kind of floor-bound parade float. Cell, like Nappa and Ginyu before him, was blown away by this unexpected turn of events. Chi-Chi gripped her belly on either side. The sphere definitely wanted to erupt and she could feel it threatening to do so. The only things conceivably keeping it from achieving its goal were Chi-Chi's overstretched internal organs. Chi-Chi opened her mouth again. For a moment, there was a flash of light. Cell raised one arm to block his eyes. Unfortunately, a single arm wasn't going to be enough to protect him when his death sphere came firing back out at him in the form of a beam. Chi-Chi would not have been able to digest the death sphere no matter how hard she tried, but at her greatest size she could handle swallowing the energy ball and making it her own.

"O-Oh my!" Whis said again, quickly warping to safety as the entire area was engulfed in the oncoming light.

Cell, and the mountain behind him, were reduced to nothingness in an instant. Chi-Chi, understandably, passed out after such an act.

She did wake again, and it was only a few hours later. Instead of being left to snooze away on the forest floor, Whis had brought Chi-Chi back to her bedroom inside of the house. She had since deflated to her original 250-plus-pound size, a form that was much easier to manage and move around in. Chi-Chi grunted and groaned regardless as she rolled herself off of her bed. Her stomach hurt, her throat hurt, her head hurt, her muscles hurt. Basically everything hurt. Her robes were still in tatters and her gut was as floppy and bouncy as ever. She slowly waddled her way out of her quarters and into the kitchen. Whis was drinking tea, which he had made using Chi-Chi's own tea leaves.

"Mm. This is good."

"What happened? Did I win?" Chi-Chi rubbed her pounding temple. Her memories of earlier today were still hazy.

"Yes, you did. Remarkably so in fact. You eliminated every single opponent. I didn't think you'd do half as well as you did, but, well, you deserve your praises, human. That's for sure."

"I-I can actually fight now. I'm a fighting fatso! Wow!" Chi-Chi laughed to herself, and then her face fell with dread. "I'm a fighting fatso."

"There's nothing to be ashamed about. You followed the rules to the letter and you have achieved fantastic results because of it! You're stronger than any human currently on this planet and that's saying something! Be proud!"

Chi-Chi grabbed her belly and gave it a shake. "...Hard to be proud about it, as much as I'd like to be."

"You're far enough, though. I think we've made you into a fine warrior." Whis took another sip of tea. "Care for a cup?"

Chi-Chi's stomach began to rumble. Deciding to take things one day at a time, Chi-Chi quickly came to accept her weight gain for what it was. She grabbed her massive tummy, lifted it up, and dropped it down with a loud SPLAT onto the table. "I think I'd rather have a sandwich instead. Hmph! You're the one who has to make it though! Or I WILL sit on you! I'm still mad at you for putting me through all of that, you know!"

Whis chuckled mirthfully behind his cup. "I'll be glad to do that for you. I think you've deserved a treat."

The Lord of Destruction was bound to be pleased to hear that there was a potential new playmate for him nowadays. She could even turn out to be even more interesting than that Son Goku fellow.