>okay, one girl should be fine. My diet can handle one girl
>split my pants at work today

Why do sluts have to be so goddamn fattening?>>11263353
>"What was that?", the prima donna snarled to the sentient pretzel's wheeze.
>"Shut the hell up, runt! This is why your power level's lower than Cui's!", Nappa added, cranium a-shimmering with ample buds of sweat.
>"Mhm, why do I keep him around...? Oh well, off you go now."
>"But-"
>"Nappa...", Vegeta urged tentatively, eyelids shaky.
>Although Frieza had a prime chance to add a "houseplant" to the mix, he savored the Saiyans' suffering much more, drinking in the bald ape's inability to turn back during his leave, even more so, with Vegeta seething not long after.
>Meanwhile, at the Ginyu compound...
>"Hey Captain. You think it's a good idea to do the new poses so soon?"
>"Just about. Guldo's scouter's on the fritz."
>"'Hold on a second. We're not sure when he'll come out or whe-"
>"Recoome... come on now. I'm sure we'll find somebody even better than this rat, probably taller and thinner too."
>"I dunno Captain. He came like, waaay far away to be here. Imagine how far we'd have to go to replace him."
>"And risk-"
>chirp chirp
>"HOH!"
>Ginyu mooned the doorway, spread eagle in anticipation for the untimely telegram. Somehow he was upright, zooming to the unlocked entrance, Recoome and the others to follow.
>"Gentlemen, we have a letter!"
>"Who'ss it from?"
>"Let's see here, uh- LORD FRIEZA!"
>Recoome chitters like a schoolgirl, blushing as he cupped his cheeks. Jeice raised his fist in the air like he usually does, Burter's vivacious bow somewhat hindered by the eensy prisoner.
>Ginyu's peepers went alight, vibrating in fiery anticipation as he tapped away at the tube-like device, his men buzzing with joy. Suddenly, a hologram fizzled into their Lord's visage, his cowl smooth as ever despite his condition.
>After one riveting commendation they prepared to hunker down, Ginyu zapping at Guldo's bedding, still singed after reading the pudge-ball's diary entry about how awesome the Crusher Corps were.
>But his other men didn't need to know that, did they...>>11265586
>Several hours later, Burter awoke to fetch his 'snack,' scratching at his still puffy belly. He'd drag the battered grunt to one tech-chic kitchen, setting him on the counter as he retrieved an assortment of grains and fruits.
>He'd try and squeeze his gut, only for it to remain still, much to his chagrin. That little cheater! No matter, it's not like he had a light bladder, unlike his mother; how she moaned about his relentless writhing before the 2nd tri-
>Strange, he hadn't thought of her troubles until now; just the many smacks to his face. It's not his fault she couldn't meal plan for shi-
>Maybe it was time to let Guldo out. If he can mess with his head like that then his body was free for the taking! Stubborn as he is, he's got to give, but when? Burter's ilk didn't take blockages well, but he was a mutant, and he always tested those waters.
>"Keh! He'll be sswill before he'll puull that sstunt~."
>"Mrmmgh, MRMGH!"
>"Shh! Don't worry, yoou'll eat too.", he whispered loudly, patting his 'guest' on the head.
>thud thud
>"Guuh... jusst a ssecond, I gotta take a leeak.", he muttered, rubbing his twitchy tum.
>A few minutes later, he returned, ignoring grunt number #8452's muffled pleas in his need to feed, gathering the grains and bulbous delicacies. Rather than utilize the stove, he shot a few short ki blasts in the now full bowl, humming as a grin grew on his smooth face.
>In a flash, he snagged a mixing spoon and swiftly whisked away until a reddish-beige slurry had come to fruition. Then he grabbed a funnel, shoved it down #8452's shuddering lips and prepared his late-night treat.
>"STRRRP!"
>Loose lips sink ships, and this little piggy's snide remark about Ginyu's trademark pose had cost him his entire fleet, literally. Who was he, to mess with the Peking Order?
>He tried to hold him off, but the beast man caught hold of his maw, chuckling at his futile struggle. A considerable glutting bulged from within, straining against his uniform->>11266635
>-every waking second gouging at his fragmenting psyche, every woeful cry of his sent to the wayside.
>Still, Burter crooned on and on; his sharp eyes boring into this nobody's noggin. This nobody who never thought that his planet would be destroyed by a wrathful entity, who wished to escape, and die peacefully on a deathbed surrounded by his loved ones.
>Maybe he was better off bursting all over the floor...
>CLUNK
>"All done!"
>"Mmrrr..."
>"Goodie~, yoou kept it all iin...", Burter beamed, elongating his neck to gobble up his turkey. The former tried to turn his head, but his life force was shot, curiosity snuffed out by a single sliver of hope that was his distress signal made seconds before his capture.
>Which was indubitably intercepted by one of his so-called friends whom had a bias towards his lambasting of the one- THE ONLY- CAPTAIN GINYU!
>A putrid warmth enveloped the mook's head, slithering to his scrunched up eyes, then trailed down to his heaving neck, and eventually his chest, his last sight of the surface spent in utter panic.
>Never had the speedster not took pleasure in their pitiful whimpers, their hopes and dreams dissolving immediately. How he relished in serving a ruler that saw potential in his vulgar adaptations, instead of casting him aside.
>Even with the sudden circumference the (somewhat) slim slayer drunk in #8542's whole being, earning a rabbling from below. Big Blue, in nightwear suiting his namesake (cap included), headed on back to his quarters, satisfied as always until a rumbling severed his peace of mind.
>"What nooww..."
>A deafened lurch emitted in that murky cage of his, leaving him to roll his eyes as another dummy couldn't keep down a good meal. Yet, he was certain that 4-Eyes had learned his place at this point, caressing his loaded gut as his eyes grew weary.
>His bed was 20ish paces away, but the couch was so, so close... then again, who was he to let his captain down, especially now?
>"Heh, sswiill indeed...">>11266955
>Six hours later
>RING RING RING
>bzzt
>"Aaaaaah-TEN-SHUN!"
>"Rohll call already?", Jeice uttered, wiping his crimson eyelids.
>"I'm ssoo huuungrrry..."
>"Didn't ye have yer snack?"
>"Of coursse I-"
>URRRLPTCH
>SPLAT
>Cough cough!
>"What the..."
>"MY TUTU!"
>Hornswaggled, Recoome and the others sat frozen in shock, his attire bombarded with the grunt's grain-addled remains, confusion turning into rage as Ginyu roared at-
>"GUUUULDDOOOOO!!!"
>He soared out of bed, broiling in absolute fury and heart-patterned boxers. A violet aura encapsulated the leader, sizzling the reinforced bedframe until he shot into the sky, zapping at anything that was the slightest bit green.
>"That little drongo's guhnna know his place, that's fohr shoure!"
>"Frieza, h-handed this to me himself, right after he-"
>"Oi, Burter! Quit bein' a slowpoke and get goin'!"
>"I'm tryiing, but-"
>GGRRRRRGGLL
>"Crikey, he's really down in'tha pits. The hell do'we give him now!?"
>"Hmm..."
>"Recoome!"
>"I know! We have those food packs I won fair and square from Dodoria! I'm sure they're okay."
>"Guyss, I thiink I'm done forr-"
>"Roight, you soak em' and I'll-"
>"Goodbye!"
>"WAIT!"
>Recoome soared through the ceiling, littering Jeice's hair with debris, his ears seeping with his friend's wavering breaths. No choice left, the twunk scrambled to the kitchen, cursing as he went.
>"Foikin shit fer brains, fohrgeting the protocol. Hell did'e leave it ahnyways?"
>As he rummaged through the sleek cupboards, the others scoured one lifeless landscape, lighting up any and all poor bushes until a certain somebody wailed in the distance.
>They lunged in a downward spiral, a lone space hippo cornering the rat until it's neck was snapped in a synchronized stomp by the superior brawns. All that trouble, and Guldo could've trained to read Ginyu's mind in adva-
>"PLEASE DON'T PUT ME BACK! I'M SORRY! I'LL DO ANY-THIIIING!"
>"You promise?"
>SNIFF
>"Yeah...", he whimpered.
>"Recoome, get your tutu."
>"WHAT!?">>11267585
>And so, the not so alluring trio made their way back to base, Recoome hauling the green hippo, Guldo in the Captain's hold. Meanwhile, Jeice was on Jumbo Rehydratable Steak Dinner #8, zipping back to the sink then a tray then Burter then back to the sink while cursing Guldo then another tray then sweeping up the room for punctuality's sake and-
>"Wot's this now?"
>Gwwwrrbll...
>"Oh, roight. Don't move a muscle ohr I'm nabbing yer choco parfaits mate!", Jeice hollered, hoping that his pal wasn't beyond saving.
>"Hurry uuup..."
>"Whaddayah think I'm doin you-"
>KRA-KOOM
>"We're home!"
>"Look what we go- I mean who we found."
>"Pffffft- AHAHAHAHHAH! THIS IS SOME FUNNY SHITE! Burter, look!"
>"Eeeeww, my hand's all sticky."
>"Wha- EEEEK! The hippo's gone!"
>"Now it burns...", the dancer whined, tearing off his nightshirt to scrape off snake slobber.
>"At least give him a heads up you smooth brained neanderthal!"
>BONK
>"URGH!"
>"That's bold coming from you, Guldo, or should I say- BETRAYER!"
>"Geez, I only took some food. It's not like I'm sympathizing with those monkeys-"
>"Don't you DARE say such a thing in this house ever again!"
>"Drongos loik you should'ah been left to rot..."
>"Uh, should I leave-"
>Fhhllrssh
>Native quadruped 1/4 ways dissolved, Recoome promptly en pointed to the kitchen, he and Jeice taking no eye off of the reclined teammate, whereas Burter relished his gargantuan breakfast, licking his lips as his stomach broke Big Green down.
>OURP
>"Captain, II've got room for moore! Pleeasse bring him oover!"
>"No! That's too good for him. Besides, we've got other plans~..."
>"But-"
>"Oi, don't get all flabby so soon, mate. We won't leave yah out."
>"That's- HURP- great!"
>BWWRRLPTCH
>"Guldo, for your treacherous acts, your first part of forgiveness is being Burter's butler, understand?"
>"Nuh- Nngh, Y-Yes Captain..."
>"And yer startin' by rubbing his tum."
>"Ghhk! Greeeat..."
>"Ooh~, do I get my oown bell?"
>"Please don't-"
>"Sure you do, mate!">>11265523
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