"Oh, but of course I'd stay fat…" frowned 18, pinching her love handle in annoyance. "Well, can't have you guys turning into Buus, so…" began 18, pointing her hand at the cake, charging energy to blast it to bits.
"NO HURT CAKE!"
Bulma slammed her bulk into 18's, causing the two massive women to go through a canyon wall and out the other side through several layers of solid rock.
"Me want what they leave! Me get leftovers!" shouted Bulma, throwing 18 to the ground, making 18's strong, but still fatty body leave a massive indent in the rocky earth.
18 shook her head to rid of the dizziness and frowned. "Bulma! You're not being yourself! I'm going to have pound some sense into that fat head of yours!" 18 then stood up and got into a stance that at her size, regrettably, made her look like a sumo wrestler.
"Me hurt you good! Then me eat cake!" shouted Bulma, holding her blubbery arms in the air.
Crap! I hate to say this, but even if I wanted to seriously hurt her, I may not be able to… she's gotten very strong… thought a nervous 18.
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